A/N: Sorry about the wait, been busy with college moving and whatnot. Buut I'm back so yay bring on the fanfix. Also, I decided in this chapter to adjust the personality of Sakura's father, Kizashi Haruno. I realize that in the manga, he would not act so, but I've always been a sucker for fanfics where he is overprotective of his daughter and would willingly use violence to beat up any guy that hurt Sakura, and plus, I just wanted to make Sasuke seriously afraid of someone :p
ALSO the second to last moment in this small collection is taken from a scene from the movie "The Back Up Plan" which I obviously don't own, but I loved the scene soo much with preggo Jenn Lopez and her desire to wear a pencil dress and heels to dinner. It was just so cute :3 Anyways. Enjoy!
• moments •
moment one: the ydi party
"I'm so happy for you, Sakura! Gah, you're going to be a wonderful mother!" Sakura smiled, and thanked her cousin over the phone. She smiled to herself. It seemed like just yesterday that she found out she was expecting, and had told Sasuke. But in reality, it had been over a week. After she had told Sasuke, and they had gone home, he had showered her in kisses, wiped away his tears, and booked them dinner in one of the fanciest restaurants in Konaha. Sakura told him about her search for the mystery diagnosis, and how she discovered that she was pregnant.
Afterwards, Sasuke told her about his meeting with the Hokage in relation to the Konaha Police Force. Tsunade read over his health and psychological tests, analyzed his job as ANBU captain, and granted the command of the Police Force back to the Uchiha clan. Sasuke kept the title of ANBU captain, but was on the list with Sakura for call outs. The day after he found out Sakura was pregnant, he went down to the old office and opened it. He confided in his wife that he planned to get it cleaned up and out with the new ANBU 'officers'.
While Sakura spent her week taking shifts at the hospital, and spreading around the good news, Sasuke gave himself a regular schedule, mission free, to clean up the police office.
They were sat down eating dinner, when there was a large banging on the compound door. Sasuke frowned and placed his hand on his wife's arm when she stood up to answer it. He stood up and went for the door, almost wishing he hadn't. As he slowly creaked open the door, he saw a flash of yellow and then a bag was thrown over his eyes, and he fought back against the attacker, kneeing him in the crotch. There was a very girlish scream.
"DAMMIT TEME, DATTEBAYO! THAT HURT!" Sasuke growled, pulling the bag off of his head and stood up. He kicked Naruto once more, and the blond cried out.
"What the fuck, dobe?" Naruto whimpered.
"What was that? Sasuke?" Sakura rushed towards the door, saw it was Naruto and smiled, putting a hand on Sasuke's arm, ignoring Sasuke's death glare and Naruto's clouded eyes from tears and the fact that he was still clutching his groin. Naruto waved meekly at Sakura.
"H-Hi, Sakura-chan.."
"Naruto? What's going on?" Sakura frowned worriedly. Sasuke growled, and Naruto shot him a small smile.
"Ah..when you told me that you were pregnant, I told all of the guys the good news, and ah.. we decided to throw Sasuke a YDI party.." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. Sasuke frowned deeper and Sakura raised an eyebrow at the blond, hands finding her curvy hips.
"A what?" Sasuke seethed, and Naruto laughed awkwardly.
"A.. You Did It Party. YDI." Sakura raised her eyebrow higher.
"I don't get it."
"It's like.. ah Sakura-chan, it's a party to celebrate the fact that Sasuke can actually get a girl pregnant." Sakura was already in hysterics. She clutched her small, rounded stomach and exhaled, letting out a train of giggles that slowly turned into hearty laughs. Her other hand clutched her husband's arm. Sasuke didn't look amused, in fact he looked miles from it. He was glaring at Naruto, hissing in breaths. He folded his arms, ignoring his laughing wife. When she slowly calmed herself down, Sasuke dared to speak.
"No." He frowned. Sakura bit her lip, trying not to laugh again.
"Oh go, Sasuke. You need to get out more with your guy friends." She smacked a kiss to his cheek, and he blushed, still frowning. Even Naruto was starting to grin, nodding quickly.
"Come on, teme, lets celebrate the fruit of your loins!"
Sasuke delivered a swift kick to his best friend's crotch, and resumed crossing his arms. He closed his eyes irritably. Naruto let out a squeak and fell to his knees, his hands clutching the pained area.
"Don't ever use that phrase again." Sasuke pointed out in a stoic manner. Sakura put a hand to her husbands arm once more, and his own arm shot out to encircle her waist.
"Oh, go on, Sasuke. Go have fun! I'll be okay here!" She kissed his cheek once more and Sasuke sighed loudly, his eyes falling shut once more.
"Fine." He spat, ignoring Naruto slowly stand back up again, sweating. With a shaking arm and fingers, he held out the bag that had earlier thrown over Sasuke's head towards him.
"T-teme? Can I at least finish kidnapping you-"
"No." Naruto pouted like a little child. Sakura smiled and patted his head. She leaned in towards Naruto's ear, her hand squeezing his shoulder.
"He likes blindfolds better." She whispered huskily, loud enough for Sasuke to hear. He turned deep red, and Naruto's face turned into a cheshire like grin. He shot Sasuke a dirty look, who snapped his head to the side, avoiding Naruto's gaze.
"Hn."
"Come on, teme! We're gonna be late!" He reached out, grabbed Sasuke's arm and yanked him out of the house. Sakura pulled away from the two and blew Sasuke a kiss, who looked very irritated now. She giggled and cupped her mouth.
"Have fun, honey!" She called and headed back inside, hearing Sasuke's loud cursing and Naruto's girlish screams. She laughed.
"Naruto." Sasuke sounded deadly now. Naruto laughed.
"Eh?"
"Why in the fuck are you dressed up as a burglar?"
"Ah teme, you see, it was all part of the kidnap Sasuke plan.."
"Dobe."
"But the ski-mask was a nice touch, right?"
"Next time, actually put it on, dumbass."
And so Sasuke arrived at Naruto's small apartment (refusing to be blindfolded), took one look at the hand crafted banner (Congrats on the semen, teme!) and felt homicidal. He ripped a bottle of sake from Kiba's hands and gulped it down. He also ignored the fact that the gang of men had wrestled Chouji into a diaper and bonnet, and shoved him towards Sasuke.
Oh the joys of having guy friends.
moment two: the visit
The day after Sasuke's YDI party, he spent the morning in bed, with a small hang over and a migraine. The migraine he was used to, courtesy of his younger years where overusing the Rinnegan and Mangekyo Sharingan was his addiction, however, the hang over, he wasn't. He thanked Kami when his wife appeared at the bed side, pressed a hand to his head, and took away the migraine pressure. She then shoved a foul smelling liquid in a glass at him, told him to go and sit by the toilet, and down it. He did so, and instantly felt better as he rid himself of the alcoholic toxins.
After he showered, he was sat in the living room, Sakura in his lap, relaxing. She was pressing kisses into his neck, her hands slipping from behind his back to his chest and then stomach. His muscles contracted, and he bit his lip. His head lulled back against the couch cushions, eyes shutting in bliss. Sakura's hands inched lower, and her lips found their way to kiss. He kissed back, pressing his fingers into her shoulder blades, pulling her closer in his lap. She giggled against his lips. After a few moments, happy Sasuke was gone, as Sakura pulled away from his lips. He scowled.
"I still haven't told my parents.." She murmured and pressed a hand to her slightly swollen stomach. Sasuke's hand covered hers, fingers intertwining.
"When did you see them last?" He asked, his lips pressing against her collarbone. Sakura let her head fall back, her own eyes closing at Sasuke's ministrations.
"Ah...A few months back. I baked them a lemon meringue from the lemons you got off the garden tree...mm.." Sasuke's lips traveled down to the top of her shirt, his nose between her breasts. He breathed out and gently pulled her closer to him. She sighed happily.
"Let's go visit them." He said gently into her collarbone, and Sakura's eyes opened. She pulled away from her husband, looking at him. He stared back, gently, winding his arms around her.
"Are you sure? We've never visited my parents together before.." She trailed off, willing herself not to think of the cold days of her early marriage and courting to Sasuke. It was true, she never introduced Sasuke to her parents, and the four of them had never shared a dinner or conversation. The first time Mr. Haruno ever really met Sasuke was when he visited to get his blessing to marry Sakura. Apart from that, they didn't speak.
"I want to," Sasuke clarified gently, kissing Sakura's forehead, "our child, is going to have at least one set of grandparents." His hand covered her stomach, and he kissed her tenderly on the lips. Sakura kissed back, her hands cupping Sasuke's cheeks lovingly. She pulled away from him and nuzzled her head into his neck. He stroked her belly.
"Alright." She murmured.
Just as Sakura was going to call her parents to ask if they could come over for dinner later that day, Sasuke appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, fruit bowl in hand, filled with delicious looking red apples. Sakura giggled, her hands together in a small clap.
"Oh perfect! I can bake them an apple pie! And I would like to do some toffee apples with the leftovers.." Sasuke placed the fruit bowl down next to her and leaned into her, his hand on her waist. Then he disappeared from the kitchen, and Sakura heard him upstairs, pulling open his drawers and closet. Sakura picked up the phone in the hallway, her finger tangling around the chord as she waited for someone to answer.
"Hello?" Mrs. Haruno said pleasantly. Sakura smiled.
"Hi, mom, it's Sakura."
"Hi, honey! Long time no speak! Is everything alright? How are your friends? And the wedding?"
"Actually mom, I was going to ask you if you wanted to have Sasuke and I round for dinner tonight?"
"Oh my! Sasuke? Of course! I'll prepare a pot of porridge and rice. How nice it will be to finally see your husband, Sakura!"
Sakura giggled. They arranged a time, and Sakura promised that they would be round. She hung up and began to prepare the pie. When she was kneading the pasty dough for the pie bottom, Sasuke emerged in the kitchen once more. He gave her waist a squeeze and stood next to her at the counter.
"Can I help?" He asked gently. Sakura smiled, and nudged him towards the apples and the knife. Ever since he found out she was pregnant, he was so eager to help her with things, especially small things, such as chopping apples. The protective side of soon-to-be-father Uchiha Sasuke was definitely a beautiful sight. With Sasuke's help, the apples were chopped and quickly placed in the pie crust, and covered over. Sakura slid the pie into the oven and closed the door, watching it through the window. Sasuke's arms went around her from behind, his palms protectively covering her stomach.
"I'm so glad you can cook." He sighed out into the back of her head and Sakura let out a giggle. She stroked his palms.
"When we were newly married, that was what freaked me out about you, Sakura. You could cook, you can clean, and you have so many motherly traits and instincts... I just... I saw my mother in you, truly." He whispered, and closed his eyes. Sakura smiled and turned in his arms, pressing her lips to his neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck gently.
"This compound needs a motherly touch again." She admitted, and Sasuke's arms tightened around her. He nodded.
"And," Sakura continued, smiling into her husbands chest, "this family needs a father figure." Sasuke blushed lightly and tugged her tighter once more.
"I love you." He murmured.
They arrived early to the Haruno's house, Sakura's arms clutching the pie happily in her arms. Sasuke knocked on the door and stood behind her, his hands on her arms. When the door opened, he remained silent, letting Sakura have her moment with her mother. He gently took the pie from her and held it between his hands as Sakura and her mother threw their arms around each other happily. Mrs. Haruno wiped away her tears happily. She indicated that the two come inside, and when Sakura took a step in, Mrs. Haruno looked towards Sasuke, still stood on the doorstep with the pie in his hands.
"Hello, Sasuke-san." She smiled and pulled him into a small hug. He returned it with one hand, and held out the apple pie to her.
"We brought dessert." Sakura's mother clapped happily and Sasuke couldn't help but notice the similarities between his mother-in-law and wife. He almost smiled. Sasuke stepped inside, and saw that Sakura was being embraced by a large pair of arms, and realized it was her father.
"Dad! I missed you." Sakura squeezed him, earning a gasp for breath from Papa Haruno. His wife and Sakura laughed, as Sakura pulled away, allowing her father to breathe. Sasuke placed his hands in his pockets and looked away, not really knowing what to say. Sakura escorted her mother and pie into the kitchen, chatting happily to the other woman about the dessert in her mother's arms. Then, Sasuke was alone in the living room with Sakura's father, who crossed his arms, his face emoionless. Sasuke opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but couldn't form a sentence. Sakura's father cut him off.
"The past is the past, Uchiha, but if I find out that you aren't treating my daughter right-" He started gruffly. Sasuke bowed, finally able to form sentences.
"Haruno-san, I wish to receive your forgiveness for any pain I have caused you, your wife, or your daughter. I-I have made some bad decisions in the past, which has led me to hurt those close to me, including Sakura, but I promise if you would give me another chance that I will make your daughter forever happy. I am sorry." He sucked in a breath and suddenly, he was enveloped in a warm, large grasp. His eyes widened, as Papa Haruno hugged his son-in-law.
"If you ever hurt my Sakura again, I will not hesitate to kick your rich, arrogant ass! However, I am willing to forgive you for Sakura's happiness."
"Yes, sir, thank yo-"
"No, let me finish, please. The past is the past, but I have to tell you my point of view. Ever since Sakura was thirteen, I have watched her come home from missions quietly with tears in her eyes. Before then, she would happily run in with stories of Team 7 and her darling 'Sasuke-kun'. But after that, I watched her fade in and out of the house, and stories of team 7 halted. Even when she became stronger and moved out of our house and into an apartment, I could tell she was bothered by something. I knew it was you, Sasuke. She's been through a lot with you, and all she deserves is to be treated like a queen. Give her happiness, Sasuke. I gave you my blessing for a reason, because I believe you can give her the happiness she needs."
By the time Papa Haruno had finished, he had tears streaming down Sasuke's shirt, and even Sasuke shed a few tears. His arms came around to hold the larger man, and the two stood there with arms around each other, silently.
"She is my everything, sir." Sasuke closed his eyes. Papa Haruno smiled, and pulled away from Sasuke to look at him. He slapped his back and directed him towards the dining room.
"That's my son-in-law!"
Even Sakura and her mother were silently crying from their spying in the kitchen at the two men. Sakura's heart had melted.
"So, Sasuke, how are you supporting my daughter, eh? I don't care if you come from money or squat, you better have yourself some kind of job." Sakura took a gulp of her rice porridge and bit back a smile. Sakura's mother giggled and touched her husband's arm gently. Sasuke shrugged.
"I was ANBU captain up until a few days ago, when I spoke with the Hokage, and now the Uchiha's are running the Konaha Police Force once more. I am the commander." He shrugged and continued eating. Sakura's father let out a laugh and nodded.
"That's my boy!" Sakura beamed. The four finished their dinner in happy silence, before Sakura excused herself to use the bathroom (cha! Uchiha babies sure liked to play with her bladder), while Mebuki, Sakura's mother, cleaned up the empty plates. As she was cleaning up Sasuke's plate, she looked at the doorway that Sakura had disappeared down, and smiled.
"Our daughter is glowing, don't you think, dear?" She asked her husband. Kizashi shrugged, and made eye contact with Sasuke, letting out a laugh.
"She's happy." Sasuke murmured gently.
It wasn't until the four of them finished their plates of apple pie, and retired into the living room that Sakura finally spoke up about her pregnancy. She sat down next to her husband on the couch opposite the small futon her parents were perched in. Her arm snaked around Sasuke's and intertwined their fingers. She bit her lip and looked at her parents, a small smile on her lips. Sasuke's fingers squeezed hers supportively.
"Mom? Dad? Ah, we have some good news.." Kizashi folded his arms and raised his elbow while his wife clapped her hands happily.
"Oh! Don't keep us waiting then, darling, what is it?" Sakura took a deep breath.
"We're going to have a baby." She said gently and looked at her mother. Her eyes widened and a large smile spread across her features, making Mebuki appear years younger than she was. Kizashi's jaw dropped open and he stared wide-eyed at his daughter and son-in-law.
"Oh, Sakura, that's wonderful! I knew there was a reason that you were glowing, didn't I, dear?"
"W-WHAT?" Kizashi roared. And then there was silence. Mebuki placed a hand on her husband's arm, but he continued to gape at the happy couple. Even Sasuke had a small smile on his face.
"I LET YOU INTO MY HOUSE, UCHIHA, I FORGIVE YOU, I TRUST YOU, AND YOU IMPREGNATE MY DARLING SAKURA?!" Sasuke gulped, and clutched Sakura's hand tightly, very scared of his father-in-law now.
"S-Sir, I-" Sasuke started, but Kizashi flew out of his chair, ignoring Mebuki's arms on his elbows. She tried to restrain him, but he pulled against her grasp.
"MEBUKI, WHERE IS MY GOOD HUNTING KUNAI I NEED TO PERFORM A CASTRATION-"
Sakura screamed, and stood up in front of her husband, who was frozen on the couch, a worried expression on his face, his hands gripping his crotch protectively. Sakura held out her arms and shook her head at her father.
"Daddy, NO! I refuse to let you do anything to my husband! You forgave him, and we're married. Don't you want to be a grandfather?" Kizashi's eyes twitched at her last question. He started to tear up, and Mebuki's arms went around him comfortingly. He sobbed childishly.
"No, I'm only fifty two!" Sakura fought not to roll her eyes. She pulled her hands down as she felt Sasuke stand up behind her. His arms went around his wife, hands covering her stomach protectively.
"Forgive me, Haruno-san, but I want this baby. Sakura and I will be parents, and this child will receive all the love in the world. We're ready to be parents, sir, and .. and I love your daughter so much and my future child that I will stand up to you to protect them." Sakura blushed and held herself against him. His thumbs stroked the outline of her belly, and Sakura smiled.
When Kizashi stopped sobbing at Sasuke's words, he looked up at the younger man. Sasuke pulled his hand away from Sakura's belly and extended it to Kizashi in a handshake. He sighed and gripped Sasuke's hand, giving it a brisk shake.
"You Uchiha's better make some beautiful babies." He muttered, earning an awkward giggle from Sakura and a blush from Sasuke.
moment three: the dress
"Sakura, we're only going out to eat at the Garden's, it's really not that fancy-" Sasuke started, but was immediately cut off as a shirt was thrown at him. He sighed, and pulled the shirt from his eyes, setting it down on the bed. He crossed his arms and watched his wife run around their bedroom, flinging open her drawers and closet. She let out a small wail.
"Oh, nothing fits anymore! This belly makes all of my shirts looked cropped!" She complained and rummaged through a drawer. Sasuke sighed again.
"Just wear the one with the blue ribbon-"
"No! That makes me look fat!" She screeched. Sasuke's eye twitched. He disappeared into the bathroom and locked the door to avoid his pregnant wife's mood change. He took a quick shower, and when he emerged from the bathroom, twenty minutes later, and creaked open the door to peak out and look for Sakura, he swallowed. She was stood leaning up against the chest of drawers, and it was clear that she was unable to sit.
She had wriggled herself into a formal, white pencil dress. The planes of the tight fitting dress clung to her voluptuous curves, along with the large swell of her belly. If she even moved to sit down or bend in that dress, it would probably break. She stepped into a pair of white heels, ignoring the ache in her ankles. Sasuke quickly changed, and ignored his wife's glances. If he spoke, he would only say the wrong thing and make her angry. He quietly pulled on a dress shirt and dark slacks.
"Well? What do you think?" Sakura's happy tone chimed through the air, and Sasuke twitched. He quickly buttoned up his shirt and rolled up the sleeves, meeting his wife's eyes quickly.
"You look gorgeous." He said, and turned away to step into his shoes. Sakura giggled.
Sakura made it through the entire dinner (sitting awkwardly in her chair of course), and never complained about the high heels or the fact that her stomach was bulging against the seams of her dress. It wasn't until she stood up at the end, taking Sasuke's hand, and dropped her purse. She forgot for a second about her tight attire, and quickly bent down to pick up the purse. Sasuke's eyes widened as there was a sudden, loud rip of material. Sakura shot up and turned in circle, trying to look behind her. Sasuke quickly grabbed a napkin, held it in his hands and put his arm around his wife.
"How bad is it?" Sakura whispered, ignoring the stares from those in the restaurant. Sasuke swallowed.
"Not good." He whispered and quickly escorted her out the restaurant. Sakura whimpered and clutched her husband's arm as he covered the large rip of her dress on her behind. She shivered at the contact of the outside air to her lower back and skin. When she stumbled in her high heels the first time and cursed out, Sasuke picked her up bridal style and quickly walked her home. She clung to his neck and let out a small sob.
"Stupid dress." She whimpered, and Sasuke chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Wait until we get home and I'll rip it right off you." He whispered huskily, and suddenly Sakura's lips were on his hungrily. Kami, mood swings were a funny thing.
He kicked open the compound door, lips still attached to Sakura's heatedly and headed straight for the bedroom. He flung her on the bed, and she let out a small moan happily, her arms coming out to her sides. Sasuke quickly wrestled her out of her heels, threw them aside, and lifted her up into his lap on the edge of the bed. At first, he started to tug down the zipper of her dress, but when it didn't budge, he growled and ripped it open. Sakura let out a surprised gasp.
"Sasuke! This was my favorite-" He pressed his lips back to hers to hush her, continuing to rip the seams of the dress open. Sakura's sadness at the destroyed dress quickly turned into lust as she realized just how sexy it was that Sasuke was ripping her dress open. She fumbled with the buttons of his white shirt, as he pulled the dress off her shoulders and down her back. He quickly rid her of the destroyed material, and his shirt came off too.
Her hands found his pants and she moved them to his crotch, fingers stroking the area. His breath hitched and he moved up to pull her back into his lap. Just as he was about to continue to kiss her hungrily, and hopefully go further, she bit her lip and looked at him meakly. Her hands, much to his sadness, pulled away from him.
"Sasuke? Could you get me some chocolate from the fridge? I'm craving it right now." He sighed and pulled away from her and made his way into the kitchen.
"Hurry back, big boy." She said huskily as he left the room and his lip twitched.
When he returned with the bar of chocolate, Sakura was curled up on her side, clad still in her lingerie, fast asleep. Sasuke sighed and adjusted his pants, realizing he wouldn't be getting much attention anytime soon. He set down the chocolate, pulled off his slacks and got into bed beside her, arms snaking around Sakura's waist to hold her to his chest. He sighed.
How in the hell did Shikamaru manage to control his urges?
moment four: house warming
"Sasuke, we're going to be late!"
Sakura stood behind the couch where her husband was lounging in the living room, tapping her foot. She placed her hands on her hips and flicked the back his his head, trying to get his attention. Sasuke's eyes opened slowly the contact, and he frowned.
"Hn?" Sakura flicked his head again and made her way around the couch to stand in front of him, her hands still on her his agitatedly.
"Sasuke!" Are you even listening to me?" Sasuke's eyes closed once more, and he stretched his arms behind his head, letting out a yawn. He sighed, a small frown perched on his face.
"We still have an hour til the dobe wants us there." Sakura flung up her arms.
"Exactly! An hour! So come on! Get up, so we can get ready and be there early!" Sasuke sighed deeper. He lowered his hands, fingers snaking out in front of him to meet his wife's waist. He gently pulled her towards him, so she was standing between his legs. He leaned forward and rested his head on Sakura's growing stomach. She was only a few months pregnant, and the round shape of the growing child was quite obvious. He sighed into her abdomen, and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled and stroked his hair.
"I don't want to go." Sasuke admitted, and Sakura giggled.
"We can't miss Neji and TenTen's house warming party, are you crazy? The Hyuuga's gave Neji a mansion of a compound for the two of them, we have to go!"
Sasuke frowned and tightened his arms around her.
"We just had an event for them three months ago." He whined childishly into the cotton of her dress, leaving the sounds of his voice to echo into a mumble. Sakura smiled and pulled his head from her bulging stomach gently, tilting his chin up to meet her eyes with a manicured nail.
"It's the first time I'll be at a social event where it'll be obvious that I'm pregnant." She said gently, watching as Sasuke's eyes roamed down her stomach and then back up to her face. He sighed out.
"Fine." Sakura pressed a large kiss to his lips, and Sasuke's fingers shot up to cup her cheeks gently. Just as his tongue snaked out into her mouth to deepen the kiss, Sakura pulled away. She yanked him up by his elbow and pushed him towards the bedroom. She ignored Sasuke's growls in protest.
"Put on a nice robe, and remember, frowning causes wrinkles!" Sasuke muttered a storm of incoherent sentences, as Sakura flounced away take a hot bath. In the end, Sasuke was ready a while before Sakura, and was stood in the living room, arms crossed, his face showing his impatience. When she finally emerged from the bedroom, dressed and ready, Sasuke felt a familiar sense of deja vu. She was wearing her hair up in a new twist with Tsunade's clip, her lips bright red, cheeks glowing and pink. She was wearing her newly bought thigh length black dress, both of the straps off the shoulder, and the shapeless material showed the full extent of her bulging belly. She looked down, blushing.
"Does-Does this look alright?" She murmured and looked at her husband, who was gaping at her. He bit his lip and nodded.
"Kami, you look beautiful." He admitted, and Sakura kissed his cheek, wiping off the lipstick stain with a giggle. Sasuke held out his hand to her, and she took it gently, finding his fingers intertwined with hers. She smiled and placed her other hand on the top of her round stomach.
"I have a feeling that when this little one starts kicking, I won't get any sleep." She muttered, and Sasuke chuckled. He kissed his wife's head and escorted her out of the door.
At Neji and TenTen's house warming party, all eyes were on Sakura as she made her way from room to room, socializing. And when Sakura's feet ached after the party was ending, Sasuke picked her up gently and carried her home through the streets of Konaha, his arms supporting her back and knees. Those still out in the streets as the sun was setting came out to stare at the two once more.
Lady Uchiha is glowing from carrying a child!
They look so happy!
Can you see how much love the Lord Uchiha has for his wife by the way he looks at her?
Imagine, the same cold Uchiha boy turning into a father..
It was after the two had undressed and slowly gotten into bed that night, and Sakura was on her side, her husband's chest pressed to her back, arms around her, when she felt it. Her hands shot to her belly, and she nudged her husband's chest with her elbow.
"Sasuke!" She whispered happily, biting her lip. "I felt a kick!" Sasuke's eyes shot open, and his hands quickly moved to cover hers on her stomach. As soon as he did, he felt a small kick against his palms. His breath hitched, and he held back tears.
"Hello, little one." Sakura whispered gently and stroked her husband's hands.
A/N: I plan on adding more of these little moment chapters, so stick around! Updates may be delayed, as I am now a college student and I have a lot of shit to do. Patience is a virtue! And also, if you ever have any requests for cute little moments I can write about, post a review with them and I'll choose a few lucky ones each time c: Thanks for following guys!