Date: 6/17/13
Rating: T
Genre: AU, Cute, Romance
Prompt: AU - Businessman Sasuke is dating Dr. Sakura and talks about their "future" together.

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"Sakura-san, you have a patient waiting for you."

Looking up from her clipboard, Sakura nodded to the nurse and instructed her to let him in. She glanced at the clock, doing a double-take to make sure she read it correctly. But she wasn't mistaken. 12:30 PM. That was odd. Rarely anyone ever scheduled an appointment at this time, with her especially. Sakura clicked her tongue. It must have been pretty serious, then.

However, when Sakura heard the door swing open and turned to meet her next patient, she found herself face to face with none other Sasuke Uchiha. Businessman. Executive. Boyfriend.

"Sasuke-kun!" she exclaimed, standing up from her chair. "What are you doing here?"

"They wouldn't let me see you unless I made an appointment." He sighed, rolling his eyes as he placed his hands in his pockets. "It was annoying."

Sakura laughed. Sasuke was always so insistent, so used to getting things his way. She shook her head. But that was before he met her. "You never cease to surprise me, Sasuke-kun," she said lightly, taking his hand from his pocket and guiding him to the exam table, "But now that you're here, I'm going to need you to unbutton your shirt."

"Sakura," he said as he gently took his hand back and made a face, "I'm not actually sick."

"You made an appointment, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but—" Sasuke stopped. She was giving him that look again: eyebrow raised, smile smug, hands on her hips. And that's when he knew. There was no way he was going to win this argument. He clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes as he followed Sakura's instructions and allowed her to check his vitals, the satisfied smirk never leaving her face. He could never seem to win with her.

Nodding every so often and then pausing to scribble notes, Sasuke watched in silence as Sakura continued his "appointment." He knew it had only been a few minutes, but it seemed like an eternity. Quickly, he stole a glance at his file, noticing there was only one more box she had to fill out as she placed her stethoscope over her ears. Finally.

However, before Sakura placed the diaphragm on Sasuke's chest she paused. "Okay, since we're almost done here," she said, her eyes looking at him suspiciously, "why don't you tell me the real reason you're here?"

Beat.

"To talk."

Sakura instructed him to take a deep breath. "Really. You, Sasuke Uchiha, came here, made an appointment, suffered through a routine check-up," she said incredulously, "to talk?"

Sasuke averted his gaze and nodded, slightly embarrassed. But she had a point. He wasn't a man of many words, something Sakura never hesitated to point out. "Well, we've together for a while," he said slowly, clearing his throat, feeling his heart begin to beat faster. He wondered if Sakura noticed. She did. God damn it.

He swallowed. "And I know my place isn't as close to the hospital as yours." Sasuke placed his hand over Sakura's and removed the diaphragm—because it was bad enough that he heard his own heartbeat; he didn't need her hearing it, too. "But," he paused, "I was hoping you wouldn't mind the extra distance."

Sakura felt Sasuke's thumb massage tiny circles into her hand as he spoke, a nervous habit of his that he never seemed to notice. "Sasuke-kun, are you," Sakura asked slowly, thinking about how fast she heard his heart pound in her ears, her heart now beating at the same frequency, "are you asking me to move in with you?"

"No."

Letting go of Sakura's hand, Sasuke reached into his pocket, feeling for the small velvet box that had felt like a thousand pounds as he walked into the hospital just half an hour ago. And as he watched Sakura's expression transform from one of confusion to one of bewilderment, he was pleased to find that the box now felt like only a few ounces. The nervousness was gone, a weight lifted off his shoulders. He got on one knee.

"I'm asking you to marry me."