"Sarada is mad at you." Those were the first words that greeted him when he got back from the Hokage's office. Part of him was hurt, but mostly he thought it was adorable, because his three-year-old daughter, was mad at him.
"What did I do?"
"You made mama cry!" He had asked Sakura but it had been Sarada who answered, she was giving him a deadly glare, a look Sakura would sometimes get. While it was a look that could scare many into submission on Sakura, on Sarada it just made him want to say "aww." He looked to Sakura for confirmation of what Sarada said, only to see her stifling a giggle, not paying him any attention.
"When did I make your mama cry?"
"After my bedtime story! I woke up cause I heard mama crying!" He knew exactly what she was referring too, and immediately understood why Sakura was trying not to giggle. She was so serious, but he didn't know how to explain to her that those were cries of pleasure. "Apologize to mama!"
"Sakura, I am sorry, it will never happen."
Content with her father's answer, but not one too forgive so quickly she went to her mother, motioned for her to come to closer. She whispered something to Sakura, but Sasuke couldn't make out her words. Then she left, sending one final glare his way.
Now it was his turn to glare, "I told you that you were too loud and were going to wake her up." Though he was accusing her, she rolled her eyes at the pride in his voice.
"I should be the one that's mad, not you or Sarada, never again?"
"That was a little white lie to get out of trouble," he pulled her close, and gave a kiss on her forehead, "what did she tell you before she ran off?"
"Oh, that if you ever make me cry again she is gonna beat you up for me."
Ah, that's his girl.