A/N: Just a little warning that there's a bit of a more descriptive lime at the end of his chapter. Kay thanks. Enjoy!
(Oh and sorry about any grammatical and spelling errors.)
The morning after everything happened, as Sakura liked to call it, was so completely different from every other morning of her married life, that she wanted to cry in happiness. But she didn't, she was fed up of letting loose tears. She had gone to stretch her arms out, her mouth already opening in a yawn when her elbows collided with warm, soft skin.
"Oh!" She murmured and saw that she was still in Sasuke's arms, and his head was buried into the crevice of her neck. She smiled and stroked his hair, trying not to wake him up, but she knew he probably would from the contact. His arms tightened around her midsection and he let out a grumble of nonintellectual words into her neck.
She still felt groggy, and knew that she needed a long shower to clean off all the sweat from the day before, but she refused to move from Sasuke's embrace, plainly because she knew she deserved to be able to stay in it and enjoy herself. So instead of trying to pull away, she started to hum a lullaby quietly, under her breath. She lulled her head back into the pillow, and closed her eyes, opening them again once more, when they caught sight of the alarm clock.
7:40. Sakura cursed and wriggled in Sasuke's embrace, but he continued to grumble and locked his arms in place. Sakura continued to wriggle.
"Nnf.. Sasuke.. ah, I have to be at work in 20 minutes!" She tried to pry his arms free, but he wouldn't budge.
"So?" Came the bored reply. Sakura gasped and lightly smacked his arm, continue to twist around against him.
"Soo.. I need to go to work! I don't want to get fired!"
She heard Sasuke sigh and pull his head from her neck, a deep frown over his closed eyes. He let her go, and she scrambled off the bed, already beginning to strip off her clothes.
"Hn." She turned and made a small noise as she saw a smirk on his beautiful face, his eyes open and watching her. He rolled onto his stomach and turned his head away from her, as she ran into the bathroom to shower. She got dressed hastily and brushed her teeth. After applying makeup and already pulling her hair into a bun, she stepped out from the bathroom and stopped dead in her tracks, her lips gaping open.
The still half-closed curtains of their bedroom poured in sunlight which hit the bed at a perfect angle, or more importantly, hit her husband's creamy skin. He had rolled back onto his back, stretched out, every muscle, ab and crevice of his torso exposed to her eyes, an arm thrown over his face. From his moving around, the bed sheet had rumpled around his hipbones, dangerously low to exposing something else, as she saw that his pants had also ridden low in his sleep. She bit her lip, blushing red.
Oh, Kami, why did she have to go to work now? She could stare at such a sight for an eternity!
She quietly exited the bedroom and hurried to the kitchen, reaching into the fridge to grab the pitcher of orange juice. She downed two cups, and chewed on a piece of toast as she grabbed her bag and keys, slipping into her shoes and fixing her clothes. She almost ran into Sasuke on her pursuit of the kitchen to grab her pen. She pressed a kiss to his cheek, ignoring the fact that he was still half naked and hadn't felt the need to adjust his low hanging pants and hurried out the door.
"I'll be back at 2!" She called before shutting the door behind her.
She reminded herself that she still had to post Tenten's invitation RSVP on her way back from work. She had been meaning to mail it the moment she got it, but when Sasuke looked irritated that she had already signed it for him, she held back. Now that he had agreed, she knew she needed to mail it. She hurried to work, and quickly apologized to Hana on her way up to her office.
At noon, the hospital was eerily quiet, so Hana told her she might as well just leave early. Sakura made her way out of the hospital, promising to get in a full shift tomorrow morning, and headed towards the post office. She mailed the RSVP card and then stopped, thinking. She then headed towards the flower shop she had grown up hanging around with her best friend.
When she entered, Ino was at the counter, giving an old woman her change and reciept. When she looked up an saw Sakura, her eyes widened and she rushed over, crushing Sakura in her embrace. Sakura felt Ino's tears hit her shoulder. She hugged her friend back.
"I'm so sorry Sakura, for everything, I didn't mean to-"
"It's okay. I have a lot to tell you. I'm finally happy, Ino. Finally."
"I have a lot to say too Sakura, Sasuke came in the store and he-"
"I know, Ino. I know." Sakura pulled back from her best friend and kissed her cheeks, and gave her arms a squeeze, not realizing that the two of them were already crying. Sakura cursed, not wanting to be shedding tears yet again. Happy or not. Ino closed the flower store's door and put up the 'Out to Lunch' sign and pulled Sakura over to the small bench among the flowers. She sat down and Sakura told her everything. This time, when Sakura finished, she was smiling, and Ino was smiling back.
"This time, Sakura, I will happily let you dump all of your marriage problems on me. I'm here for you." They hugged again and spent another thirty minutes just talking about Sasuke's changed behavior. When Sakura realized that it was almost 2, she stood up and the two exchanged warm goodbyes. She left Ino's store feeling refreshed, and headed to the market, quickly picking up a bundle of the ripest tomatoes the store had. She snuck back into the house, and walked into the kitchen, putting her things on the counter. She felt lips on the back of her head, but then they were gone, and she turned to meet Sasuke's eyes as he sat down at the table.
She washed a tomato in water and handed it to him, which he bit into, his eyes still looking at her. She put her eyes behind her back and shrugged.
"Soo..." She let out a breath, not really knowing what to say. So much had happened that she didn't even know where to begin a conversation with Sasuke.
"Aa." She rolled her eyes. Same old Sasuke retorts. She stood at the counter, crossing her arms as he finished his tomato and disappeared from the kitchen. She followed him to the back door, and she raised an eyebrow as he opened the screen and stepped out, letting her step outside behind him and closing the door.
"Oh! Sasuke you.." She looked at the wrapped up, newly bought stones for the walkway and clapped her hands together happily. He put his hand on her back, and then pulled it away, reaching to hand her the cement putty. She nodded.
"Alright, I'm going to go changed and we'll start to fix those damned stones up." She put the putty tube back down and hurried inside to get changed into a big, old shirt and a pair of shorts. She tied up the end of the shirt to keep it from getting dirty, and stepped back outside. They spent an hour replacing the new stones into the old stones places and cementing them in place, and Sasuke gracefully helped her life the heavy stones.
At one point, in the heat of the day, he had rubbed his arm across his forehead to push the sweat away and gotten a glob of putty onto his forehead. Sakura had laughed for five minutes, ignoring Sasuke's deep frown as his fingers touched his head, trying to get it off, only making it smear and look worse.
"Damned crap." He cursed, but helped her finish the stones, ignoring the laughing that Sakura was still doing. The tips of his ears reddened.
After that she had ushered him inside, poured them some cold water, and pushed him into a chair, while she stood over him, cleaning off the drying cement from his forehead. He closed his eyes, obviously embarrassed.
Sakura really didn't have much to say about the next few days, only that there wasn't a day where she didn't feel happy. After repairing the stones, she had made Sasuke a bowl of rice porridge and the two had sat on the bench outside, eating it heartily, enjoying the silence.
Of course, Sasuke was his old self, to a whim, he still answered shortly sometimes, but he made a greater effort to form longer sentences and conversations. The day after, when they were sat quietly eating dinner, Sasuke out of nowhere had begin to speak, telling Sakura a ridiculous story about how Naruto had tripped off of a three inch step after a mission and sprained his arm. Sakura giggled, and Sasuke looked down, smirking to himself.
"Dobe." He finished with, and continued to eating.
The next night, Sasuke had confided in her how he had grown to love tomatoes so. It was a quick tale, involving his mothers' tries to get a two year old Sasuke to eat his fruits and vegetables, but Sakura was happy all the same. She hummed, and closed her eyes. After that, he had done the dishes, while she relaxed and drank a cup of tea. That night, when she lay with her head on his chest, she slowly began to tell him about her dream with them and the mirror. Sasuke didn't respond, but pressed his lips to the top of her head, and sighed out of relief.
The next week, Sasuke's twentieth birthday was coming up, and Sakura bit her lip, not really knowing what she should get him. She was still shocked that he was only turning twenty, Sakura felt like she had been twenty for ages, even though her birthday was in March.
She knew she had to start thinking about some sort of present.
One rare day doing the hot summer, just under a week from Sasuke's birthday, there was a lovely breeze, and the humidity was low, so Sakura decided to have a nice picnic out in the garden, since it was slowly coming along. She spread out one of her old blankets over the soft grass, and had gone in to make some sandwiches, and lemonade with the leftover lemons Sasuke had picked. As she did, Sasuke came home from his two day mission, exhausted, but not injured. Sakura had stripped him of his shinobi gear and blindfolded him with his headband. He frowned, and reached for a tomato on the counter to eat, but she smacked his hand away and pulled him outside.
She shoved him onto the blanket, pulled off his blindfold and served them sandwiches and lemonade.
They sat cross legged, facing each other, while they finished their lunch. And after, when Sasuke's eyes closed in content, Sakura inched closer, until their knees weren't far from touching. Sasuke had raised an eyebrow at her and opened his eyes. Sakura looked at him innocently, and when his eyes closed again, she scooted a little bit closer, their knees were against each other. He opened his eyes once more, and let Sakura's small hands pull his own from his legs to place on her waist. He raised an eyebrow again.
"Sakura-"
She shushed him and leaned closer, so that their noses were touching. A small blush spread to his cheeks.
"Aa." She shushed him once more and looked into his eyes, her fingers crawling their way to his thighs. His blush deepened slightly. She looked at his face, taking in the calm eyes, raised eyebrow and ever so slightly parted lips.
Before he could utter a word, she placed her lips on his in a small kiss. His eyes slowly closed, as did hers, before she pulled back, her sweet breath fanning his face. He let out a small puff of breath before she did it again, and this time he kissed back. But, just as he was getting into it, Sakura pulled away again. He fought the urge to scowl at his wife.
His hands moved from her waist to attempt to cup her cheeks and bring her back to his lips, but she tutted and placed them back on her waist. He frowned.
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his once more, and his hands quickly shot up to cup her cheeks, holding her in place, his tongue moving against her lower lip. She made a small noise, and her fingers squeezed his thighs. She bit his lower lip gently, sucking on it, earning a small moan from Sasuke's throat. He pressed his lips against hers harder, one of his hands moving down to Sakura's hip. Within seconds, he had her in his lap, his lips moving feverishly against hers.
Just as she was about to wrap her arms around his neck, he hesitated, and pulled away. He leaned his head onto her shoulder and let out a sigh.
"I don't want to..", she heard him swallow, searching for the right words, "repeat ..." She smiled. He must of meant their past encounters. She blushed and kissed his forehead, stroking her hair.
"It's alright." She murmured.
And they didn't go further than that for the rest of the day. But Sakura was okay with it, she knew it was a process.
A few days before Sasuke's birthday, while Sasuke was on another mission, Sakura went over to visit Naruto, realizing she still had to apologize to him. Gah, it seemed she had a lot of making up to do with everyone nowadays. She was just walking up the stairs to reach Naruto's door, when it opened. She hastily, without thinking, hid behind the wall of his apartment, turning her head to look at what was going on.
She recognized the long purple hair, and blushed, her hand covering her mouth to hold in a giggle.
Hinata was stood outside of Naruto's open door in a rumpled dress, the straps hanging off her shoulders. She turned back towards the door, watching a shirtless Naruto rub the back of his neck as he leaned against the doorway.
"Sorry I have to leave early, Naruto-kun.." Hinata whispered and a small smile came to Naruto's face.
"That's alright. I'll call you tonight after training." He leaned forward and placed a long kiss to his girlfriends lips, her hands palm down on his chest. Hinata blushed, kissed his cheek and disappeared down the stairs. Sakura waited for a few minutes after Naruto closed the door before knocking. Naruto opened the door and smiled, now clad in a shirt.
"Oh, hey Sakura-chan! I just woke up. Come in." He let her in and closed the door behind them. Sakura waited until they were both stood, facing each other in the living room before Sakura shot him the biggest, sliest grin she could muster.
"Naruto, you sly fox. I saw Hinata leaving your house just now." She laughed evily and Naruto blushed scarlet red and yelped. He collapsed on the floor.
"SAKURA-CHAN!"
Sakura howled in laughter and collapsed on his couch, holding her stomach, trying to catch a breath.
"Naruto.. you should..see .. your face..." She forced out between bouts of laughter. Naruto, still beet red sat down next to her on the couch and pouted, crossing his arms.
"Sakura-chan!" He whined. Sakura calmed herself and planted a kiss on his cheek, leaning back to catch a breath.
"Ah.. you sly devil." She folded her arms behind her head as Naruto gaped like a fish and shook his head.
"Did you come over here to mock me or what, Sakura-chan?" She smiled and leaned forward and smiled.
"Actually I came over to apologize. For everything. Especially the other night when Sasuke showed up at your door, knocked out." Naruto swallowed.
"D-Does that you mean you know about Sasuke coming here and telling me everything?"
"Mhm." Naruto heaved out a large sigh of relief and fell back on the couch.
"Thank Kami! I didn't know how much longer I could keep it from you, it hurt me to not be able to talk to you about it." Sakura looked at her friend, who had tears in his eyes. She reached out to put her hand on his.
"Naruto-"
"I tried, Sakura. I really did. Every time he came over to my house in the middle of the night or day I wanted to beat the shit out of him. I even told him every time when he confided in me how sickening what he was doing was. I tried to get him to talk to you, but he refused to, the stubborn ass. I can't tell you how many times we got up in each others faces and were just flat out screaming bloody murder at each other, I can't believe you never heard it from the Uchiha compound.. I-"
"Naruto. It's in the past. Everything is okay now. Sasuke told me everything. You're okay. We're okay. We're happy." And this time, she meant it. She cupped Naruto's cheek and he covered her hand with his and pulled her into a hug.
"I love you, Sakura-chan." She smiled and hugged him back tightly.
"I love you too, Naruto." She pulled away, wiping her eyes and grinned at him.
"So what are we doing for Sasuke's birthday in a few days?" Naruto's eyes widened and he flew out of his seat and rushed to the calendar on his wall, squinting at the date before yelling out Sakura's name. She returned his look with a raised eyebrow.
"We gotta throw teme a surprise party!" Sakura grinned.
After planning out the details of Sasuke's party with Naruto for a solid two hours, she snuck back into the Uchiha compound, not expecting Sasuke to be home, but he was. She was standing in the living room, looking absentmindedly at her medical books, deciding which one to ready when a pair of warm hands gripped her hips and turned her around. She jumped.
"Ne, Sasuke, you scared me." He smirked.
"Hn."
"How was your mission?"
" was another tailing one." She smiled and planted a kiss on his lips, her hands pulling off his ANBU mask from the top of his head. He sighed contently, and closed his eyes. She leaned her head onto his chest, her hands placing themselves on his biceps.
"Kakashi says hello." Sakura's eyes opened and she looked up at Sasuke.
"Oh! Was he at the market again?"
"Aa. Shopping for Anko." Sakura smiled and let out a small giggle. "I hope I won't be that needy when I'm pregnant." She commented softly. A small blush formed on Sasuke's cheeks, and he pulled his hands from her hips to stretch. Sakura looked at his grimacing face and smiled.
"Would you like me to run you a nice hot bath? I brought some new incense from the market yesterday, it's not too sweet, it's just jasmine." Sasuke sighed and nodded, taking his mask from his wife's hands.
"I'll be in in a minute." He said and Sakura nodded, heading to the bath room and began to run the hot water. She lit a stick of incense and one small candle, giggling at the thought of Sasuke lounging in a bathtub and turned to exit the room, almost running into his chest once more. She stood back and looked at him, his steady gaze boring into her eyes. She bit her lip, lightly blushing, before helping him remove his white vest and gloves. She folded them and put them on the small side table and grabbed the end of his shirt, pulling it gently over his head.
She turned back around to undress the rest of himself and grabbed his towel from the bathroom. When she came back in, he was lounging in the hot water, his head back, eyes closed. She smiled and leaned against the door frame, her arms hugging the towel. He cracked open an eye, saw her watching him and smirked.
"Hn."
She put his towel down on the table and bent to pick up his pants. Just as she was leaving the room, his voice stopped her.
"Stay." She blushed and turned to him, watching his eyes. She nodded.
"A-ah.. alright." She kneeled by the head end of the oval tub, her arms between her knees. Sasuke leaned forward and rested his arms on the side of the porcelain, his nose touching Sakura's. She closed her eyes, and felt his lips gingerly touch hers, before pulling away.
"Hn."
She giggled and turned away from him, reaching for the body wash. She turned back to him, handing it over and found his face was close to hers again. She parted her lips as he once more kissed her. She kissed back before he pulled away from her and squeezed some of the body wash into his hand and scrubbed his arms and shoulder.
Sakura blushed and averted her eyes. When had they become so intimate? She bit her lip and focused her eyes on the small, landscape painting in the corner of the room.
There was so much she wanted to talk to him about, but nothing in particular came to mind when she opened her mouth. So she began singing a small tune. After a minute of silence, she slowly stopped herself and closed her mouth.
"Don't stop singing, Sakura." She jumped and looked to her husband, and blushed. She continued singing, her gaze holding his. It was a small song she and Ino used to sing when they were kids. When the song ended, they sat in silence for a moment before Sakura thought of a random topic to talk about.
"Do you remember when the photographer was trying to take our wedding photo and Naruto kept distracting us?"
"Hn, such a dobe." Sakura giggled, and held a hand to her lips.
"I remember that he made a rude gesture at the photographer and ended up getting restraining order in the mail a week later from him." Sakura laughed lightly, and saw Sasuke smirk, his eyes closed.
"He's our dobe." Sakura nodded, and looked down.
"He really is. Sadly." Sasuke chuckled.
They day before his birthday, Sasuke surprised her with a dinner reservation at a small restaurant across town. Incidentally, the same restaurant they had their first date at. It had been a nice evening, with Sasuke telling her a story about the first time he cooked for himself, which Sakura giggled at, and they arrived home.
They had moved into the living room and Sasuke collapsed on the futon, his head falling back, eyes closing. Sakura was going to join him when she dropped her earring on the carpet. While searching for it she had been on her hands and knees, finally found it and replaced it in her ear and realized that she was kneeling between Sasuke's knees.
Her breath hitched and Sasuke opened his eyes, looking down at her. He parted his lips and licked them and Sakura blushed, beginning to get up, but Sasuke's hand to her cheek stopped her. She bit her lip, blushing deeper as his hand guided her to come closer until she was trapped between the v of his thighs. She read his eyes, knowing already what had his mind going and moved her hands up to touch his thighs. He let out a small breath as hands traveled farther up his legs, hesitating at the top of his thighs. She blushed again and averted her eyes.
He cupped her chin, bringing her eyes back to him, silently telling her that she could move out from in front of him if she wanted to. But, she took in a breath and kissed the palm of his hand, her hand gently gripping his wrist, as her other one moved up to undo his robe ties. She gently pulled the material aside, exposing his porcelain skin. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his chest, pressing kisses down his stomach, hearing him intake a breath. She stopped at the small trail of hair and the hem of his pants and blushed again.
She placed her hands on his inner thighs, and placed her lips back on his stomach, licking the skin. His fingers ran through her hair, a small sigh escaping his lips.
She could see the outline of him through the dark material of his pants and swallowed as she gripped his pants and slowly pulled them down his hips and then his pelvis and finally released him. She placed her hands back on his thighs and pressed up his body, her lips coming to meet the shell of his ear. She kissed it, biting down gently on the skin. She moved her right hand and wrapped her fingers around him, giving him a small squeeze.
His breath hitched and his hands squeezed her shoulders, his head falling back, lips open in a pant.
"Jesus, Sakura-" She blew into his ear and kissed the side of his face, and then his jawline and then his neck. Her hand began to slowly move up and down the soft skin, the pad of her thumb applying pressure. She moved her lips back up to kiss his open ones, her tongue snaking into his mouth. His hands gripped her ass, tugging her closer to him, his mouth kissing back heatedly, moaning into her lips. She increased the pace of her hands, rubbing her stomach over the tip, and he pulled away from her lips biting his own together, a long groan escaping his mouth.
Just as his panting became faster, she pressed her lips to his neck and pulled herself slowly back down his body, to kneel back between his legs, her hands still gripped around him. His hands buried themselves back in her hair and she turned her head to kiss his wrist before lowering her lips to his inner thigh, kissing the material clad skin.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at her, a small blush staining his pale cheeks. She kissed his other thigh, her eyes still on his and before he could open his mouth to say something, she took him in her mouth, letting out a long giggle that vibrated through his body. His head lulled back and he moaned loudly.
She increased the movement of her hands and her tongue snaked around him, and needless to say, Sasuke hit cloud nine in seconds. His hands gripped the back of her head, pressing her closer against him, his hips grinding against her movements. He slowly reached his high, calling out her name softly, and after he did, panting heavily, Sakura pulled away from him, licking her lips and gently gripped his thighs.
Not knowing what to do next, she blushed deeply, kissed his lips and disappeared into the bathroom to change with a small squeal, leaving Sasuke blushing heavily, panting on the couch in the living room.
Kami, where had that confidence come from?