#SasuSaku Month 2019

[the-annoying-moth]

So..uhmm I never wanted to do this bcuz...I felt...guilty but seeing this shit is fucking stressing me so let's start with this shit:

Let's start at the beginning like in 2019 more or less with a moth of about 12 or 13 years old at most but many knew me simply as sushi (somewhat random, my nickname was for my kitten but I changed it to my self insert moth girl )

At that time I had abandoned my old acc bcuz a girl certainly harassed me to answer her and to support her emotionally but she in itself degraded my problems, so I had decided to escape like the good coward that I am and I remembered that Jaja existed sooo I talked to her to tell her that sushi girl was me or just mysdered/mysde and we continued with our ships normaly(sfg! Nash x Classic!Frans and huhhh I think Rachel x Exterreri)

But despite the fact that everything was normal, something happened because Jaja began to talk to me a little about Zaiko, telling me to be careful when approaching them because they could hurt me and well, I blindly believed her, making me also fear and hate them for some reason.(Zaikoperdonameesqueestabachikitaypendejaigualnoeramiintención;;;;)

Although it seemed strange to me about Zaiko because I had not found any type of evidence that harmed Zaiko and in itself it was only Jaja answering ask type "She made me feel very bad with her actions..."(I'm using the old Zaiko's pronnouns acording to the year)and again I just keep listening only to Jaja because she was my friend in that time and I admired her art because for me was really pretty and comfy to see

Well, time passed all right I guess? There weren't many problems regarding our shipps until one day I drew a drawing of exterreri x rachel saying that their relationship reminded me of SasuSaku due to the fact that Exterreri left for too long and then came back and then Haha he spoke to me privately saying He did not like this comparison at all, asking me to perhaps delete the post or hc, I agreed and deleted the hc without too many problems, but a few months later the chaos began

I started to devolping a shipp with Zaiko and that ship was Seth x Cherry,Jaja she found out about this and she warned me again to stay away from Zaiko because they were a bad person and double-faced but I didn't noticed that honestly bcuz Zaiko was a very comprensive person and very very very kind and patient towards me and some mutuals in that time

And everything went down when I created my oc and shippchild of pf!frisk x killer! Sans,Artemisa Jaja inmediately talked to me starting the conversation with "I thought you didn't like that ship" and I told her that I was neutral regarding the ship and created Artemisa for fun too so that she could also interact with other fanchilds of the same ship or other ships as well. After I explained to her, she began with "You don't know how hurtful you are, I thought we were friends!" I felt horribly bad because I didn't want to make her feel that way with my fanchild and I was a bit scared to be honest so I told Zaiko that problem

And I tried to resolve the problem with a serious dialogue to her and we broke our ships at Jaja's request I honestly was very sad I just loved the shipchilds that we make like Alexander(Sfg!nash xFrans) or Said(ExterrerixRachel),and she also requested me to delete the posts of said ships and childs (which she did not do because we made more than anything a deal)so we stopped talking and being less close than before and by that timeI started to talk to @yueart about our ships which at that time I think they were (AlexanderxViolet,BinariøxBermellon and TristánxZenka).

And among so much talk I brought up the problem with Jaja, realizing that I was not the only one affected by his actions because Yue also went through the same thing

So I had an idea, to make a reboot for Frans to see what he thought Haha, what did I get as an answer? well in the comments she sent me a "our ship is still canon right :)?" I was like "you're goddam kidding me right?!" But internally,and I said yes

But one day I just got tired of all that shit and well,tell her all the truth of the matter and blocked her inmediately

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Voy a ser muy sincera con esto,este tema me estreso mucho e incluso mi ex pareja sabe del tema pues a él le pedia consejos de que hacer,recuerda que si tu pasaste la misma situación con esta mujer no estás solo! Me tienes a mi y a muchas personas más,debes mantenerte lo más firme y valiente que puedas ante sus estúpidos juegos,manipulaciones y llantitos. Espero que estés donde estés sepas que tienes apoyo tanto en este testimonio y muchos más

No te sientas mal si ella te hizo creer que la dañaste,literalmente tiene una mentalidad de una niña de 11 u 13 años

Para Jaja:

Honestamente...no me arrepiento haber dicho lo que dije en ese tiempo,me hiciste sentir tan mal con tus palabras,para mi eras una amiga más pero al final me di cuenta de algo,no conozcas a tus ídolos espero que estés donde estés seas conciente de tus acciones o el daño que le hiciste a personas. Sayonara~

[7team7]

SasuSaku month 2019 links

DAY 1: Far From Home

DAY 2: Patterns

DAY 3: Medicine

DAY 4: City Lights

DAY 5: Festival

DAY 6: Sharp Edges

DAY 7: One of These Nights

DAY 8: Oasis

DAY 9: Rice Wine

DAY 10: Fox’s Wedding

DAY 11: Chills

DAY 12: Gravitation

DAY 13: Heavy

DAY 14: Daydreams

DAY 15: Prayers

DAY 17: Ink and Paper

DAY 20: Something New

DAY 23: Something Borrowed

[gyroshrike]

SasuSaku Month 2019 - Day 12 - Gravitation

Because somehow, they always find their way back to each other.

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Every time @kakashianko and I are in proximity of each other I get back into Naruto and guess what, it was just in time for me to discover there’s a ss month hosted by @sasuxsakumonth

I love Sasuke’s The Last outfit and its entire 45 seconds of existence.

[justinnehope]

Sasusaku M19 | Day 27: They never know

Wherein they never knew he actually liked her back then

[grimmjowkurosakidrake]

Ink and paper

Summary: Sasuke comes back early to Konoha and feels jealous of Sai’s relationship with Sakura.

Rating: T

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Sakura Haruno, Sai

Relationships: Sasuke Uchiha/Sakura Haruno

For the Sasusaku month day 17: Ink and Paper

Coming back to Konoha is easier than he thought it would be.

He’s aware that; Naruto, the hero of Konoha, won’t allow anyone to give him a hard time or insult him in any way; He knows that Kakashi, the new Hokage, will move mountains with the council to give him a pardon and a new place in the village; He doesn’t doubt that Sakura, the village’s darling sweetheart, will vouch for his honestly and his innocence even when everyone knows he doesn’t possess neither of those qualities.

Even if he knows all of this, he’s still awfully surprised when he’s given pardon, when they grant him a home near the no-longer-existing Uchiha district. When Sakura accepts his invites to eat out alone with him and gladly kisses him and holds his hands as if he was deserving of such a loving treatment.

When they give him back his place in team seven.

Team Yamato nowadays or sometimes even team Sakura, now that she’s been granted a Jonin tittle. Every now and then, when they’re very lucky and the days are extremely peaceful or when the Hokage has to go out on a diplomatic mission, the whole team gets to reunite.

A six-men team, who would have thought.

He appreciates his new team.

Naruto is more reliable than ever, he’s grown to be a strong shinobi, a great friend and he’s matured beyond his years.

Sakura has been the one who’s changed the most on the team, she’s gone from being a very intelligent yet untrained Kunoichi to become the strongest woman of her village, a medical ninja whose abilities has surpassed the previous Hokage and a teammate that her comrades could count on.

Yamato is a breath of fresh air after years of a loving but layback Kakashi. Yamato is a man of structure. A bit of a pushover and sometimes really weird and scary, yes. But one of the strongest and wisest captains Sasuke has ever worked under.

Kakashi, to both, Sasuke’s disappointment and utter relief, hasn’t changed one bit. He’s still always late, still a buffoon and a pervert, but more than anything; still the greatest positive influence any adult has ever made on him.

And then, there’s Sai. His replacement.

Sasuke can acknowledge the improvements Sai brings to the team. With two powerhouses as Naruto and himself, one medical ninja who also can work as an offensive shinobi. A strategical long distance fighter completes their team as a lost piece completes a puzzle.

But the boy is still his replacement and Sasuke still gets jealous from time to time. Specially because of his close relationship with Sakura.

Sakura smiles kindly to Sai, allows him to call him horrible insults and they even go on friend’s dates as if such a thing existed when he and Sakura where only friends.

The day he finds Sakura sitting under the tree outside of Sai’s apartment as the Anbu calmly paints the scene with one of those creepy smiles of his adorning his otherwise blank expression, he feels that he needs to do something.

“What are you doing!?” He asks alarmed, his girlfriend looks beautiful under the rays of sunshine leaking through the tree’s branches and he feels a little sick knowing that Sai is painting every colour, every light,every single line a curve.

“I’m painting ugly, traitor,” smiles Sai. Not taking his eyes away from the canvas. “Could you shut up please?”

Sakura doesn’t move, she knows that Sai’s artistic self is easily vexed and she doesn’t want to ruin or interrupt his work “I’ll see you later. Alright Sasuke-kun?” She mumbles under her breath. “Just a few hours.”

Sasuke feels immature when he huffs irritated and leaves in a hurry and feels even more like a child when he turns over his own apartment in search of ink and paper.

His Sharingan grants him photographic memory, he has Sakura engraved in his brain since the very moment he woke up in the Naruto bridge after his nearly-death experience to the sight of her curtain-long pink hair surrounding his face as a broken child, when he woke up to her green eyes shining under her tears.

He tries to draw her pretty face, her short hair parted by her red headband, her petite figure, her long legs covered by long shinobi boots, her slim arms that can cause so much damage.

It doesn’t turn out quite as pretty as he imagines.

The draw is amateur to be kind, Sakura looks like a stick figure with clothes and hair. He even used some green crayons he found around from who-knows-where to colour the green circles he draws as her eyes.

He gets frustrated after a while and tears out the page to start a new one, this time Sakura with her long hair, before the chunin exams. The result is the same, her dress doesn’t have a form, her slim arms look a bit deformed and her hair looks witchy.

He doesn’t stop.

Pages upon pages of childish pictures of his girlfriend cover the floor by the time Sakura herself enters his apartment with the keys she got for herself even before he mustered the courage to ask her out.

“Sasuke-kun!” She calls cheerful, taking off her boots with incredible fluidity “Sasuke-kun! Are you there?” Sasuke doesn’t respond but Sakura can easily feel his chakra inside his home, so she enters the first room looking for him.

The first thing she sees is a piece of paper thrown in the floor, then another, and then some others. Sakura crouches to reach out one of the pages and stifles a laugh with a hand over her mouth when she notices that is a drawing of herself, maybe, is she squints her eyes a little.

Following the trail of cute drawings, she finds her lover in his room, sitting by his bed on the floor and furiously drawing away in an old looking notebook.

“Sasuke-kun?” Asks Sakura, gentle and amused.

“Sakura!” Screams Sasuke in an uncharacteristic display of emotions, looking at her with big, bright eyes and his face red with embarrassment.

Sakura smirks, her eyes drop to the paper on Sasuke’s hands and her expression goes from kind to devious “What are you doing, Sasuke-kun?”

“Nothing!” He exclaims, hiding the paper behind his back.

“Huh…” She smirks, lowering her knees to the floor and kneeling by his side. Sakura reaches behind Sasuke’s back for the drawing he’s surely hiding. Sasuke tries to move away but his girlfriend is smarter and sits forcefully on his torso rendering him hopeless to her feminine wiles.

She snatches the paper and studies the drawing. “It’s cute,” she smiles, reviewing the little stick figure of her breaking the ground with one shakily-drawn heeled boot. “Can I keep it?”

Sasuke should say no, he feels somewhat humiliated by Sakura experiencing any less than a perfect performance from him.

But Sakura’s flirtatious tone of voice, the weight of her warm body on his torso and the sight of her perky little breasts directly in front his face, every single detail makes him weak and forces him to dumbly nod his head in agreement.

“Thank you!” She chirps like a spoiled child and kisses him full on the mouth.

Sasuke doesn’t feel so bad anymore.

[behindheremeraldeyes]

Happy SasuSaku Month, everyone! The best month of the year!

gif by : @natto-nguyen

[lavendersmiles]

It's an Uchiha Thing

SasuSaku Month 2019

Day 2: Patterns

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*furiously writing to catch up with all prompts*

ffnet link

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Kakashi believed he has read every love story trope there is.

Enemies to lovers?

Check.

They were roommates?

Check.

Fake dating?

Check.

Being a closet hopeless romantic and an open bookworm, he believed he knew all there is in a love story. An expert - so to speak.

Though he didn't expect to be able to witness one unfold before his very eyes – and get a front row seat at that.

The dismissal bell finally rang, and all the kids in Kakashi's third grade class ran away like bullets fired from a gun, eager to go home for the weekend. He stayed behind to fix some things and headed outside as well. He raised a questioning eyebrow when he saw two of his brightest students at the swings. It was a rarity to see any student stay after school on a Friday after all.

He approached them slowly, but Sasuke was still able to spot him. "Shouldn't you two be at home right now?"

"Hi, Kakashi-sensei!" Sakura beamed. "We're waiting for Itachi-nii and Izumi-nee. The Uchihas invited me to dinner!"

"Ah, I see," the teacher smiled. "But it's quite new not to see Naruto with you guys." The three were childhood friends and the bond that they shared is a common knowledge. The trio's mothers were close, and thus it was passed on to their children.

A scoff was heard from the raven-haired boy. "It's his fault he caught a cold." In a low voice that Kakashi only heard due to his sharp ears, he added, "I only wanted Sakura over anyway."

Said girl suddenly stood up from the swing and positioned herself in front of her best friend, dusting off some dust on her pink flower-patterned dress that matches her hair. "Ne, Sasuke-kun, let's go to Disneyland when Golden Week comes!"

The boy visibly winced and sighed. "Can't. I'm going camping with my brother."

"Can I come?"

He shook his head slowly. "It's for boy scouts, Sakura."

At the news, emerald eyes lost a bit of their sparkle. "Oh..."

Lifting up his index and middle finger together, onyx orbs twinkled as he gently poked her forehead.

"Mou, Sasuke-kun..."

"Maybe next time, okay?"

The sight was enough to make Kakashi clench his hand on his chest, unable to control a wave of giddiness that washed over him.

Sakura pouted and Sasuke just ruffled her hair, a soft smile on his face. It took all of Kakashi's willpower not to melt into a puddle of goo.

He has a reputation to uphold, after all.

The silver-haired teacher settled with a soft chuckle. He can clearly remember a familiar scenario like what happened just minutes ago, and it included one Uchiha prodigy as well.

'Speaking of the devil.'

Itachi arrived with Izumi and the two quickly approached them. After saying the formalities, Kakashi's former student proclaimed that they needed to go since the Uchiha matriarch was expecting them not to be late.

"Bye Kakashi-sensei!" the two children chorused while waving to their teacher. Kakashi gave a wave of his own and didn't stop until the four of them reached the school gate. Sasuke held Sakura's hand while his brother did the same to Izumi. Looking at their backs, he didn't fight back a smile.

'Itachi and Sasuke are brothers indeed', Kakashi mused.

[kryptored]

CHILLS + HEAVY + MEDICINE 

Uchiha Sasuke didn’t know what he was feeling nor what to do with it-how to fix it. This strange feeling that slowly crawls up to him whenever Haruno Sakura was involved. It makes him get these tingling sensations all over the place.

He gets the chills when her hand glows with healing chakra as she heals him, her fingers brushing against his skin every now and then. They tickle him like a dandelion would as it floated and glided with the wind, caressing along his skin. The way she gets closer to him more than anyone else ever could, but he doesn’t push her away. The way her breath teases him, making the hairs at the back of his neck stand up and he tries so hard to push down the heat coming to his face.

He feels heavy when she says she has to leave him for a certain amount of time. It is as if a giant stone crushes and steals the breath from his lungs when he sees her back as she walks away; away from him with no knowledge if whether or not tomorrow will give him another glimpse of her. It is as if an entire mountain is standing on his back when the time comes that he has to leave her, never knowing how long it would take him to go back. All he has to keep him sane is the wishful thinking that she is there, waiting to welcome him home.

“I think I’m sick,” is what he tells his old sensei on his next return to Konoha. Kakashi looks up from his paperwork and takes the time to look closely at one of his old students, slowly putting down his work. “Oh? What makes you say that, hm?”

“I… I get this strange feeling when Sa-” he takes a slightly bigger gulp that the Rokudaime finds surprising to notice, “when someone touches or gets close to me. I feel out of breath when we’re apart, but it disappears when we’re not.” The returning Uchiha could not bear to look at his sensei after he admits his moment of weakness and vulnerability and instead chooses to find the roofs of the building outside more interesting. “I feel strange when I’m with them and I don’t know why.” It takes a few minutes for the silver-haired man to take in the information he’s given, but it only takes him seconds to realize what it is, or who it is.

“What’s this? The great and elusive Uchiha Sasuke is, dare I say, in love?” the person in question still refuses to look at his sensei, but trained and experienced eyes (or just one in sight) saw the small tremble in his clenched fists and in the tightness of his jaw. “You are, aren’t you?”

Sasuke slowly looks back to him and lets out a sigh. “I’ve… never thought of it that way.”

Or maybe in denial.

“Well if you want to, ahem, cure it, why don’t you ask Sakura to help you with that? I’m sure she has a medicine for that. She should be on her lunch break right about now.” The crinkle at the sides of his sensei’s eyes tells him what the mask hides but pays no attention to it. “Ah. Arigatou, Hokage-sama.”

For SasuSaku Month 2019

[ariannjs]

HAPPY | A SasuSaku Short FanFic (1/4)

For Day 4 (City Lights) of SasuSaku Month 2019 - @sasuxsakumonth

This fic was inspired by the Filipino celebrity pair/loveteam called “AlDub” (based from their screen names: Alden & Yaya Dub) or “MaiChard” (their real names: Maine Mendoza & Richard Faulkerson, Jr.). The plot and content have nothing to do with the said actors, but I based the idea for this fic from the themes of Maine’s two most controversial blog posts.

Rating: K+

Summary: The truth was loud and clear, that the combination of pink and green wasn’t meant to be with black and blue – both professionally and realistically.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and AlDub.

Warning: Get some tissues.

Enjoy reading!

...or not.

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[sakuraharunotes.com/official-blogs]

Hey, Blossoms! It’s been a while! I know I haven’t touched this blog since my open letter half a year ago, but I have important things to share with you – finally – as you read this.

First, I want to thank everyone who has been tweeting me or commenting on my posts to ask about how I am doing every now and then. I may not be able to reply but I’m really grateful to know that there are still some of you guys who care so much about me (despite the amount of fans-turned-to-bashers that came out since the last time I opened up through this blog). 

To answer your queries – I’ve been very fine, really. 

I’ve been a lot happier. 

I’ve been a lot me. 

It took some time, but when I posted that open letter about me feeling like I was losing myself within the whirlwind that is show business – because of all the overwhelming requests (demands) of our loveteam’s fandom – it helped me to be more genuine with myself.

For once, I’m living and working as I should, not as I’m told. And I’m doing things as Sakura, not as any other role.

So yes, I’ve been very fine even though you guys haven’t seen me much on social media. And I’ll always be grateful for all of you who have stayed, respecting me and caring for me as a person, and not just as a celebrity that you often see onscreen.

Second, I know there had been lots of speculations about this but I never answered yet because I know that there would be another uproar that could cause unnecessary hate to a special person in my life. 

That’s what I want to avoid, honestly. I’ve already received tons of hate after I voiced out my thoughts through my open letter that eventually led to the needed separation of my former loveteam. And having a special person receiving hate as well – just because people prefer someone else as the one I should love – is something that I wouldn’t tolerate anymore.

But yes, I want the truth to come from me: I’m officially confirming that I’m happily dating Sasori Akasuna. 

Since when? I’m not gonna tell. 

How? I don’t think I’m required to divulge that. 

Why? Wait a sec—are you kidding me? Cos my answer to that is: Why not?

Although I am deeply flattered with your love for me and my leading man for four years, I have already mentioned in my open letter that Sasuke and I are only friends and workmates in the industry. Up until now. And just because you’re supporting our loveteam, and you’re paying for our movies, or you’re managing fan accounts for us, doesn’t mean that you could dictate us about the matters of our hearts.

Even though we love you, we have our personal lives and individual decisions that need some respect too. After all, whatever you see onscreen doesn’t necessarily reflect our real lives. 

So really, to ask me why I’m dating Sasori is as if you’re asking me why I’m making decisions for my own life.

To give you some sort of peace, Sasori makes me incredibly happy in ways I have never imagined. He cares for me even better than I care for myself. And my family adores him, probably even more than they adore me! Haha. 

What I want to say is that (for my true supporters), you guys don’t have to worry if I have chosen the wrong guy. And (for my former supporters), I understand that there are things (or a person) that you think is the best for me but honestly, at the end of the day, the decision is still mine. 

And now that the truth is out in the open, I truly can’t wait for everything else that is in store for us throughout this year. But what I can assure you all is this: I’m feeling a lot better than I’ve ever been since I’ve entered showbiz, and one of the reasons that contributed to this is my newly found freedom to finally be true to myself without being afraid of what people would say. 

I hope all my fans would respect this.

So thank you, really. For sticking around. It really means a lot to me that you’re supporting not just the Sakura or other roles of me that you see onscreen, but also the real Sakura behind the scenes.

All the things that you’ve done for us as SasuSaku will always be a part of my sweetest memories. But I hope you would continue to support me, and Sasuke, despite going our separate endeavours as artists. I am pretty sure that he’s meant for greater things, even without me as his leading lady. And I can’t wait to see that from afar.

Til next time, Blossoms! Continue blooming where you’re planted! 

— Sakura H.

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He shut his macbook, albeit with a little more force, as his other hand pinched the bridge of his nose. He remembered reading another post from the same website months ago, and the way he felt after reading it wasn’t like this.

Back then, he felt proud of her. For standing up for herself in a world that tried to manipulate her just because she’s the best leading lady for Sasuke Uchiha, realizing that she has a life of her own and she wasn’t meant to please people even if the fans were basically the ones who made them the most sought-after loveteam of their generation. Amidst the sea of facade, she decided to choose to be real. That personality development that was vivid in her open letter posted six months prior was enough to make him so proud of her.

His head whipped around his bachelor pad, seeing black and blue here and there. His mind traced back to seeing a tinge of pink and green in this same place every once in a while, but as his gaze landed on his macbook once again, it hit him like a tsunami that seeing pink and green here will never happen again. 

That’s why the feeling was different now. 

The truth was loud and clear, that the combination of pink and green wasn’t meant to be with black and blue – both professionally and realistically.

A week after her open letter, they found themselves seated in front of their main manager, setting a new arrangement for the two of them so as to lessen the uproar of fans’ expectations on the world’s sensational loveteam SasuSaku – as their fans called them – with the projects that they were a part of. 

The Music Show that they were hosting alongside another love team – NaruHina – had a drastic adjustment in terms of who would report on the field and in the studio. It wasn’t VJ Sasuke and VJ Sakura together in the studio or on the field anymore. But it was VJ Sasuke in the studio, and VJ Sakura on the field.

They also didn’t have commercials or magazine shoots together anymore, let alone movie projects even after their worldwide blockbuster hit movie entitled “The First,” which was ironically their last.

Although he was discreetly uncomfortable with the idea, considering the fact that this was totally new to their four-year status quo, Sasuke complied and adapted to the changes.

At first, he thought it was just the adjustments that made it difficult. But it suddenly dawned on him when he was offered a project with a new redhead leading lady that it wasn’t just about missing his old routines anymore.

He missed her.

Damn. He totally missed her.

There’s no more continuous chatter from his passenger seat on their way home after shoots.

No more pink strands on his shoulder during long flights.

No more lazy good mornings and good night hugs in their offsite tents. 

No more Sakura.

It was on times that Sasuke was very worn out after coming from the gym or a commercial shoot that the reality of this sank further in his mind. Parked in front of his condo one night, he unconsciously glanced at his passenger seat and blinked as a blurred pink suddenly clouded his vision, or so he thought.

He drove her to her place like the usual, but tonight, he wasn’t able to stop himself from staring at her after turning off the engine of his car. 

Gladly, she stared back as if it was the most normal thing to do at a time like that, which only urged him to slowly lean in, pausing slightly as if to ask her permission, before capturing her lips with his.

It wasn’t their first kiss. But it was their first without a number of cameras recording every angle of the contact. 

And Sasuke liked it. He liked how slow and achingly beautiful the moment was, until they both pulled away, breathless and flushed.

A part of him wished this was how his every night ends and how his every morning starts. But for now, he could only continue to stare at those green pools that never failed to draw him in, whether it’s filmed or not.

As he lifted a hand to tuck a few strands of her hair behind her ear, she then chuckled. “That was one heck of a good practice for our next scene, huh?”

And just like that, he was suddenly out of his daze as if a blue electric current coursed through his veins.

“Thanks for the ride. Goodnight...Zeke.”

The next thing he knew, she was already out the door of his car, leaving him blinking once, twice, as his brain slowly processed what had happened. His hand then collided with the steering wheel. “Damn it!”

What he didn’t realize was that their little moment was quite similar to the one on their recent script. 

Groaning, his face fell on his hands. Did she really think he was still on work mode?! He wasn’t being Zeke! He was being Sasuke! 

That night, he went home without touching the said script even though he had some lines that he needed to memorize for the next day.

Just thinking about it now, he wished he didn’t become complacent. Heck, when he entered the show business he was already aware of the fact that nothing is constant in it. He had seen how the ones before him and even those that started alongside him didn’t really have careers that remained skyrocketing. 

He was only one of the fortunate ones and it all began when an undeniable chemistry was seen between him and Sakura on a TV series that aired five years ago. 

While he was still paired up with her, he realized he should’ve made the most out of the time they had. He should’ve told her that his feelings weren’t that of Landon’s, nor Zeke’s, nor Marq’s anymore. 

Instead, his feelings were – are – of Sasuke’s.

But like what people always say, regret comes in the end.

And indeed, it came. Like a wildfire.

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(Happy - PART 2)

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This was done weeks ago but I posted it days late for Day 4 because a lot of things had happened lately, hahahuhu. Let me know what you guys think! This is my very first SS angst so I’d love to know your feedback on my writing! <3

Check out my other works here! It you like what I do, kindly consider supporting me on ko-fi or patreon. I’m also saving up for a special post-birthday trip this November so your support would mean a lot to me!♥️

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June 2019 | AriannJS

[kimione]

Sakura is looking so pretty!

Through the hardships, still going strong

Sasusaku month 2019

Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha and the starry heavens.

[7team7]

SasuSaku Month Day 13: Heavy

Title: Carry me home // Summary: “Sakura, you’re heavy. “It’s because I’m pregnant, you jerk.” // ao3 ffnet

A/N: This is also connected to days 1 and 12 :D 

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Sasuke was sleeping peacefully on the forest floor when he awoke to a great pressure on the middle of his chest. He cracked one eye open, “Sakura, you’re heavy.”

“It’s because I’m pregnant, you jerk,” Sakura crossed her arms on top of her growing belly. She just wanted him to wake up already, so she sat on him. It made sense before she realized he was having trouble breathing. She liked to think she took his breath away, but not like that.

Sakura rolled off her husband to rest on her side. Her pregnancy hormones were throwing her moods all over the place. One moment, she missed her husband, even though he was always by her side, and the next she was crying. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, “I feel so fat. I’ve never been this heavy and I still have a long way to go with this pregnancy.”

Oh no, thought Sasuke, here we go again.

He sighed. He was plenty awake now. “Sakura, you’re carrying our child. You of all people should know how natural it is to gain weight.”

His wife glared at him, “no pregnant lady in the history of all shinobi has gained this much weight. It’s your fault. You got me pregnant and you feed me all the time.”

Guilty as charged. Despite their traveling, Sasuke always made sure Sakura had more than enough food to satiate her and the baby. And then some. Her cravings took them to multiple food stands in every village, and he always carried snacks in case hunger struck. Sasuke privately thought she looked adorable when she munched away with her cheeks stuffed.

Sakura got to her feet, standing so Sasuke could see her side view, “just look. Our baby is probably going to be huge. My feet are so swollen. My back hurts.” The list went on. Pregnancy was a beautiful thing, but it was also hard and annoying and long.  

Sasuke stood up too, stepping behind her to place his one hand on her stomach, “do you want me to...carry you?” She twisted, more tears pooling in her green, green eyes, “you would do that for me?”

Now Sasuke was uncomfortable. He didn’t like to see her cry, so he merely nodded, hoping they could get on with their morning now. She dabbed at her eyes, “that’s sweet, Sasuke-kun, but I thought I was heavy?”

“You are,” he smirked at her as he bent down to slide his legs under her legs. He lifted her and she looped her arms around his neck. Sakura might be heavy, but Sasuke was strong. And he would never drop her, not in a million years.

They hadn’t been walking more than ten minutes when Sakura cleared her throat, “are you hungry or is it just me?”

[grimmjowkurosakidrake]

Early mornings

Summary: Sasusaku light smutt! Sasuke wakes up his wife in the best way.

Rating: M (For graphic cunnilingus and some light somnophilia)

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Sakura Uchiha.

Relationships: Sasuke Uchiha/Sakura Uchiha.

For the Sasusaku month day 22: Early mornings.

Notes: I bring to you, soft married smutt for Sasusaku. Also my personal headcanon!: Papasuke looks like the kind of man who eats out his wife and enjoys it! It was very dificult to write around Sasuke missing an arm, but he’s a strong boi!

It’s weird waking up before Sakura, she’s usually the early riser while Sasuke is the occasional slob who won’t get up until noon if he doesn’t need to.

Maybe he should try and wake up earlier than her more.

Sakura looked beautiful under his loving gaze by the way her hair and face illuminated by the morning lights made her appear otherworldly to his eyes.

She always appeared fae to him, especially when they were children and Sakura was this cute girl with exotic looks. With her long, silky, pink hair and one set of the brightest green eyes he’s ever seen.

To his dark eyed, black haired self, she looked like a spirit of the forest.

He never told her this when they were genin and now he never tells her about how much of a goddess she looks under the rays of the morning sun for him. Even after years of marriage.

Unable to stop himself, Sasuke kisses her cheeks, then her forehead and her closed eyelids. Sakura sighs happily but doesn’t wake up. Sasuke idly remembers Sakura coming home late last night after helping Rock Lee with some taijutsu training for her friend’s genin team.

Maybe she’s due for a little spoiling, maybe he’s due some much awaited worshipping.

With a deep growl he crawls under the covers where she’s barely covered by one of his white wife-beater undershirts and a pair of black, satin panties with lace seams.

He starts by kissing the sides of her neck, revealing in the little sighs she releases in her sleep, he then follows a trace of open mouthed kisses from her neck to her collarbone until he stops at the mounds of her breasts peaking by the deep cleavage of his shirt.

A profound kiss on her nipple through the fabric of the shirt tells him that she went to sleep without a bra on and smirking to himself, Sasuke kindly but surely bites onto the nipple on his mouth while at the same he pinches the other with his only hand.

Sakura groans in response and for a moment Sasuke thinks she’s going to wake up. Waiting for her to wake up, or to come back to sleep, the Uchiha rests the side of his face on her chest while idly drawing patterns on her stomach under the shirt and carefully watching her fluttering eyelashes.

When he’s sure that she’s deep into her dream state once again, Sasuke smirks.

“You’re such a tease, wife,” He murmurs to her against the soft skin of her chest before tracing the hard line from under her breasts to her belly button with the tip of his nose “I can be a tease too.”

Meticulously, Sasuke licks the lines of her abs, enjoying the way her muscles constrict against his tongue.

His journey on her body takes him to her crotch, where he kisses the little bow on the middle of her underwear before he lowers the little piece of clothing with his teeth.

He leaves her panties around her knees, and pulls one of her legs apart. If Sakura was awake she would pull him close into her core embracing him with her creamy legs around his shoulders, but she’s asleep, so Sasuke takes the initiative and kisses the centre of her mound.

He licks her labia with long, superficial strokes, flattening his tongue against her slit, Sakura, opens her legs unconsciously in response, “S-Sasuke-kun…” She sighs half asleep as Sasuke sucks on her clit.

“You like this love?” He asks to his awakening wife even when she’s not entirely conscious yet. He buries his nose under her clit’s hood, basking in the sweet essence that is only, purely Sakura, there, where she’s wet and warm in unadulterated arousal.

He’s been hard for a while now, ever since he kissed her breasts and felt her taut muscles under his hands, but the deep, warm feeling coiling in his lower stomach is unbearable now.

There are very few things that Sasuke enjoys more than tasting his wife and bringing her to pleasure with his mouth, and all of those things start and end with Sakura. 

With a deep sigh against the junction between his lover’s thigh, the dark haired man braces himself on his elbow on the mattress and desperately searches for his cock inside of his pyjama pants.

He’s wet just as she is, already leaking precum just from eating out his wife. Nipping at Sakura’s pussy lips, he strokes his own hardness, groaning against her warmth in pleasure. 

That is how Sakura wakes up.

“Sasuke-kun!” She moans loudly, throwing off the covers to find her husband masturbating between her leg as he buries his tongue inside of her tight core.

“You’re finally awake, Sakura.” Growls Sasuke, staring at her with his Sharingan activated and licking her juices off of his lips with a smirk, “I was waiting for you, wife.”

Sakura breaths heavily, her gaze heated, waiting for Sasuke to continue his ministrations on her, “Dear,” she sighs, lifting her hips and burying her hand in his long hair, “please,”

“Please what?” He teases her, before moving his tongue deeply from her clit to the bottom of her pussy in quick strokes that move Sakura to pull at his hair forcefully in desperation.

“Please don’t stop!” She moans urgently.

“Oh,” Sasuke laughs throatily, “I won’t” he affirms in a deep growl that makes Sakura tense against him. Sasuke puts his mouth around her clit and moves his tongue in circular movements against the sensitive gland, resuming the strokes on his member, holding himself in a tight punishing grip.

He comes like this, before Sakura, stroking his cock in desperation while bringing his wife to pleasure, he groans against her and she shudders moaning his name when she feels the vibrations on her sex.

Sasuke doesn’t stop, he makes use of his now free hand and enters her with two fingers, rutting against the mattress to ride out his own orgasm.

“Oh!” She exclaims burying the heels of her feet on his back, writhing in pleasure as Sasuke doesn’t stop for her to get used to the feeling of being suddenly entered and fucked with the quick movements of his fingers. “Sasuke-kun, I’m… I’m…”

“Do you want to come, dear?” He bites the inside of her tight, moving his two fingers in and out of her, while pressing hard on her clit with his thumb.

“Yes!” Screams Sakura, “Please make me come!”

Sasuke responds by quickening his movements, applying pressure inside her where he knows she can’t resist the sudden pleasure only her body owns, the same pleasure her husband learned to bring to her as he discovered the secrets of her body over the years.

Feeling the orgasm of his lover building over with every breath she takes, Sasuke smirks “Then come,” he concedes rising himself up without getting off his fingers from inside of her, facing her to take her mouth in a forceful kiss.

That is how she comes, kissed within an inch of her life, instinctively closing her tights as she squirts against her husband’s fingers. Letting her body fall boneless over her husband’s firm body, “That was,” she breaths heavily, grunting a little when she feels Sasuke extracting his fingers from inside her.

“Yes?” Smirks Sasuke, kissing the top of her sweaty head. “That was?”

“The best way to wake up, Sasuke-kun,” She smiles openly at him, holding him close with both of her arms around his torso. “Thanks a lot.”

“It was my pleasure,” he leers at Sakura, reclaiming her mouth once more.

He really should wake up before her more often.

[behindheremeraldeyes]

SasuSaku Month 2019 Days 11, 14 and 22- Chills, Daydreams and Early Mornings

title: Living the Dream

summary: It’s just a normal, autumn morning somewhere near the Hidden-Grass, and as soon as she smells the scent of his coffee, she knows it’s going to be a good day. [Blank-Period, newlywed SasuSaku].

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A cold breeze invades her room in the morning, and she already knows autumn will be quite chilly this year. It tickles the nape of her neck, traveling through the naked, silky skin of her back and all the way down to the soft curve of her ass. She feels the goose bumps shaking her bones in a way that almost elicits a sleepy moan from her throat, and her lips twist as she adjusts her head on the pillow. Her lazy eyes remain closed, refusing to welcome a new morning just yet, as she allows herself to enjoy that moment of pure bliss for a little longer.

Uchiha Sakura loves autumn mornings. She loves waking up to that cold caress that enters through the window, especially after a heated night of pure lovemaking with her husband. Her body still feels delightfully numb, a certain heat still pooling around her thighs, as his scent is still imprinted on the sheets beneath her. There’s a foolish smile decorating her lips, and even with that ring on her finger, she still feels like a teenager in love.

A very happy and satisfied teenager in love, for the record.

Her senses are slowly coming back to her, as the images of the previous night start to pop in her head, and it’s as if she can feel his hand all over her body once more. The pressure of his fingertips on her hips, his hot breath against the shell of her ear, the muscles of his back hardening under her hands with every, pleasant thrust. It’s even embarrassing to remember everything so vividly, and she feels her cheeks warming up a bit. Not a single one of her puerile fantasies could have prepared her for the reality of what is like to be married and in love to Uchiha Sasuke, as she is constantly learning new meanings for that every day.

It’s a wild adventure, for sure. Walking around the world, meeting new places, helping people, sleeping under the stars… It’s all very charming and exotic, and for newlyweds, well, it’s more than enough for them to be happy.

As sleep starts to fade from her body, her hands invade the other side of the bed, as in an automatic reflex to reach for her husband. Not surprisingly, though, her fingers grasp at nothing but the soft material of the sheets beneath her, and she already knows it’s not as early as she had originally thought.

Of course, he’s already up, she thinks, a sly smile decorating her lips. Not even after a whole day of tiring work can that man lie in for a little longer. He has always been an early riser— even during their younger days—, and even if she hated to wake up alone, at first, Sakura has now learned to enjoy the perks of not being the first to welcome a new day. He’s the one in charge of opening the windows, receiving the eventual letters from Konoha, and of course, preparing them something nice to eat…That’s certainly the best part of the day for her, and it’s all thanks to her husband’s hidden, domestic skills.

Oh, yes. If anything, Sasuke makes an excellent coffee in the morning. It’s strong, bitter and has a touch of cinnamon that feels like a warm and soft good-morning-kiss all over her body. Over the years, as a medic with a hectic schedule, Sakura has grown to depend on her daily doses of caffeine, to the point where she barely minds the taste anymore. Back in Konoha, she used to prepare enough just for herself every morning, leaving behind a single, dirty mug she would have to clean later. She would also get herself a couple of cups at the hospital cafeteria during her breaks, but now that they’re married and traveling together, well, he’s the one who brews it for both of them. 

Now they prepare enough for 2 people and leave behind two, dirty cups instead of one. It wasn’t so hard to get used to that, and the fact that his coffee is simply delicious only adds up to the countless reasons why she loves him.

It doesn’t take much before that delightful aroma invades her nostrils, and she can already feel her caffeine addiction demanding for her daily dose. Lazily, then, she finally opens her eyes, their green color contrasting with the pink of her messy hair and the wooden furniture of the cottage they’ve been sleeping in since their arrival at the Hidden Grass. The music from the forest outside brings peace to her heart, and the sun light that enters through the windows kisses the mahogany floor, slowly warming up the cold, autumn day.

It’s gonna be a beautiful day, she knows.

And with one, last smile, the pinkette finally decides to leave the comfort of that bed. 

She sits up, then, slowly moving her neck and feeling her short hair brushing the soft skin of her face. Her lips part to release a trapped yawn, and as she stretches her muscles, she can feel her bare body waking up all its senses. Sakura is fully up now, her feet walking around the room as she’s looking for some clothes to cover herself.

Both their ninja attires are still laying forgotten on the floor, and luckily, the first thing she finds is her underwear. Quickly, she finds a black sports bra near the bed’s foot, and after she gives up on trying to find her shirt— because who knows where the hell he tossed it last night—, Sakura opens her backpack to grab one of his old, black T-shirts he used to wear when they were genin. She puts it on, the hem falling just above her mid-thigh, and after running her fingers through her hair, her eyes catch her own reflection at the mirror that rests near the door. 

She really looks like a child dressed like that, she thinks, a smile on her lips. Whenever she wears his old clothes, Sakura can’t help but be enveloped by an innocent and youthful feeling. They’ve come a long way since he last wore that shirt, and it’s inevitable for the memories of their adventures to pop up in her head. Good things, bad things, just things…A lot has happened in the past couple of years, and if anything, the seal that decorates her large forehead is enough to show her how much she’s grown.

She is a powerful ninja now. She’s confident about herself, she’s seen many new places, and she’s married the love of her life. 

Sakura’s certainly blossomed into a beautiful woman. A small woman who wears her husband's old and comfortable clothes, sure, but a woman who’s living her dreams, nonetheless.

Her feet are now dragging her out of the room and towards the common area. For it’s a small cabin, it doesn’t take long before her eyes find him, and she feels her cheeks warming up in pure bliss. As expected, Sasuke is brewing some coffee for them, focused as he handles the boiling water. His mismatched eyes are serene and free from any hatred— like they have been for a while now—, and she can’t help but enjoy that view.

Uchiha Sasuke, one of the most powerful ninjas in the entire world, is using all of his skills just to make some coffee. He’s wearing his dark sweatpants and plain, white t-shirt; and his jet-black hair is softly falling forward to brush his cheeks. His sharp, angular chin makes his face look more mature, and she can’t help but remember how it feels to trace it with the tips of her fingers. He’s strong, handsome, and during their most intimate moments, he shows her he can be very, very—

“How long are you planning on just standing there and staring at me, Sakura?"

“Eh!?” His voice brings her back to reality, and she feels a bit embarrassed to have been caught like that, almost eating him alive with her eyes. Years ago, she would’ve probably fainted due to extreme embarrassment, but now, after spending so many moments together, she has learned how to let loose more around him and turn her silly embarrassment into something more.

"It’s starting to get creepy.”

“Creepy!? Shannarou…” She says, pretending to be offended as she walks towards him. “Can’t I just look at you for no reason? That’s what married people do, right? Unless you’re feeling intimidated, of course. If that’s the case, I can certainly stop.”

“Hn, as if.” He starts, a smirk lifting the corner of his lips. He’s adding a touch of cinnamon to the coffee, and the smells gets even better as it spreads around the room. “Stare as much as you want, then."

“I certainly will.” 

“Tch.” He scoffs, only now sparing her a glance. “Of all the shirts you could have packed, you steal one of mine.”

“It’s not my fault if your old shirts are very comfortable and warm.” She starts, her face ridden of any expression. “Besides, if not for me, you would’ve thrown them away. I doubt it will fit you anymore.”

“Probably not...But just imagine the amount of sweat and dirt I was never able to wash from this.”

“Ugh, you’re disgusting, Sasuke-kun. Next time, then, I’ll ask Naruto for one of his old clothes.” She smiles teasingly when she says that, and he shakes his head in disbelief at her silly answer. Even if they both know this is just a joke, Sakura can’t help but to provoke her husband’s silly and jealous side.

Silently, then, the pinkette notices that he’s almost finished, and immediately, she picks up two mugs from the counter and places them next to him. Their eyes meet briefly as he looks left, nodding as to acknowledge and thank her for her small help, and carefully, he pours some of the hot beverage for them. They set it aside so it can cool off a bit, and she can’t help but feel a bit cheerful as she sees the steam dancing over the rim of the ceramic mug. 

“You know…” Sakura starts again, plopping herself over the counter so their eyes are almost on the same level. Her legs dangle from the edge, and she notices when he takes a step closer when he adjusts his body to face her. “I just love the smell of your coffee. It’s always so strong.”

“Well, it has to be, or else it won’t wake you up.”

She smiles at his comment, carefully placing her hand on the warm mug to see if it’s already safe to drink. "You have a very good point there, Sasuke-kun.”

“Won't you even try to deny it this time?” He lifts an eyebrow at her, as he holds his own mug in his hand and starts to blow on it. 

“Nope.” She giggles, finally picking up her own coffee and taking a sip. The liquid travels down her throat, warming up her insides and sending her jolts of happiness as it touches her taste buds. Chills run down her spine in pure pleasure, and she has to hold back the urge to let out a not-so-innocent moan. “Since I’m not really working under the hospital schedule right now, I don’t have to wake up that early anymore.”

“Tch, you say that as if you even sleep back home.” He smirks, taking a sip of his own coffee and she doesn’t miss the sensation of his left leg softly brushing hers.

“You woke up quite the funny guy today, huh, Sasuke-kun. Must have been a good night, right?” She teases, a knowing smirk hidden behind the mug that covers part of her face.

“Aa. You can say so…”

“Right…” She nods, taking another sip of her coffee. It always makes her happy to see him in a good mood, and personally, she feels proud of herself for that. "Well, as I was saying before you interrupted me, I don't have to wake up that early anymore, so I can wait for my dear husband to make me some of his delicious coffee.”

“I think I’m spoiling you too much.”

“Yeah…” She closes her eyes for a moment just before opening her left one to look at him. "Especially when you ask me to sleep in the woods with all those mosquitos and without hot water for weeks.”

“Hn.” He smirks. "Some people call it romantic.”

“Well, some people are insane.”

A soft smile is now gracing her lips as she takes yet another sip from her mug. In between all that peaceful teasing, a comfortable silence envelops them as they’re left to enjoy the moment. They’re all alone in a cottage in the middle of the woods, they’re young and they’re both just worried about how to properly appreciate a nice cup of coffee. Living in the woods has its perks, as they’ve learned, and even if Ino would probably call them old for doing that, well, Sakura couldn’t care less.

They have all the time in the world. They can drink their coffee alone, talk about nothing, read a book next to each other, take a walk in the middle of the night, make love under the moonlight…The options just seem endless when she stops to think about them. 

They’re living a life away from everything and everyone that connects them to their chaotic routines back in Konoha; and even if she misses her family and friends a lot, Sakura is still not ready to go home. She’s still not ready to leave their own, private infinity.

After a while, the coffee in her mug runs out and she lets out a deep and excited sigh. She places the mug on the counter next to her right leg, and her pretty, green eyes are once more set on him. There’s a silly smile on her lips, and she doesn’t know if it’s because of the warm coffee or because of the happiness taking over her insides, but she can feel her cheeks getting warmer. “You know, Sasuke-kun.” She starts, licking her lower lip. “I’m still waiting for you to wish me a good morning.”

“Wasn’t the coffee enough already?” He says, placing his mug on the counter away from her.

“Almost.” She giggles, taking his hand in hers and softly pulling him a bit closer.

“Hn, you really are becoming a spoiled and annoying woman, Sakura.”

“Well…You’re the one to blame for that.”

“I probably am.”

“So…” She says, almost humming, carefully playing with his fingers.

“Tch.” 

He scoffs, eventually giving in as his eyes meet her emerald ones. Sakura realizes he’s about to do what she wanted him to, and charmingly, she closes her eyes and starts to lean in. Her lips are slowly perked as she waits for his to meet her half-way, and it’s as if she can already feel their warmth pressed against her delicate skin.

She’s waiting for him to kiss her good-morning. She’s waiting for her husband to give in to one of the most common gestures between lovers in the world, and she truly believes that, this time, she’s gonna make it.

Sasuke is going to kiss her good-morning. He has to.

But when she doesn’t feel his lips against hers after at least 30 seconds, the pinkette knows there’s something off.

“Oi!” She starts, eyes still closed as she holds a certain hope. “Aren't you going to— Ouch!”

And so, in the middle of her ranting, she suddenly feels the pressure of his fingers against the center of her forehead. He did it with enough strength to slightly push her backwards, and she knows there’s a red mark decorating her skin on the spot he flickered his finger.

Of course, getting a kiss from her husband wouldn’t be so easy. He is Uchiha Sasuke, after all.

“You jerk!” She says, watching as he smirks at her, his hand now resting on his hip. “Would it have killed it you to be romantic for once?”

“And spoil you even more? Not gonna happen.”

“Tch.” She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest. There’s a pout taking over her lips, and if anything, Sakura does look like a spoiled, little girl right now. “It was only a kiss…”

“Hn. Stop being a child, will you?” He turns around, then, as he starts walking towards the hallway. "I’m taking a shower now. You can go as soon as you’re done with the dishes.”

“You're the worst, Uchiha Sasuke.” She says, knowing very well she doesn’t mean that at all. Her insides start to feel warm all over again for she clearly doesn't miss the invitation behind his words.

Her husband really is something, she thinks, trapping her lower lip between her teeth. Emerald eyes are still on him as he’s walking away, and eventually, they can’t help but travel down until they stop at his firm and round—

“And quit staring at me.” His words make her smirk, and somehow, they also make her happy to know her husband knows her that well. He can be an ass sometimes and his intentional lack of timing for a couple of things might drive her a little mad, but, well…His coffee is just too good to lose.

“Tch. Leave me alone, will you?” She smiles brightly, her eyes beaming in pure happiness.

“Good Morning to you, too, Sakura.”

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a/n: Okay, this is the fluff no one asked for, but I wrote it anyway. I loved writing it and tried to make it quite relaxing, and I hope you guys could feel that, too. Also, these new Retsuden spoilers are killing me and it's destroyed my entire writing schedule. I've started writing something inspired by the new stuff, so let's see how it goes. Hope you've enjoyed it, and please, tell me what you think!

[zsasusaku123]

Happy sasusaku month. Thank you!!

Sasusaku month day 2: Patterns

[southsidestory]

p a t t e r n s

“Come see the cherry trees of a water constellation and the round key of the rapid universe, come touch the fire of instantaneous blue, come before its petals are consumed.” ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

[lavendersmiles]

Moon of My Life

SasuSaku Month 2019

Day 1: Far From Home

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Author's note: *emerges from the depths of despair* I’m late I know but I’m still joining the party~

I'm now on my third year in participating in SS Month yaaaay~ I feel like I won't be able to do a 1k word oneshot for each of the prompts this time because real life is not helping me write right now... but I still wanna give something for the love of my otp and so it's all short word tidbits this year :(

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*goes back to cramming*

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"You look at her like she is your sun."

The words of the apothecary continued to linger in Sasuke's mind. It's been three days since it entered his ears, yet that simple sentence would take over his thoughts too much for his liking.

Looking at the woman beside him, reading scroll after scroll of medical knowledge, he decided to think why it didn't felt right to him. The quiet darkness surrounding them was given an otherworldly feeling by the night's orchestra. The fire before them providing much needed warmth as the temperature dropped for the evening.

Sakura noticed him looking her way. The kunoichi gave him a smile, her eyes asking the silent question if he needed anything. He shook his head and with that she replied with a toothy grin.

In a way, she is like the shining heavenly body – bubbly, gives hope, and warm-hearted in all her ways.

She is all these, and yet, he can't liken her to the sun.

Thinking back, Sasuke remembered that it wasn't the first time that he heard this comparison. When he was travelling alone before, he took a rest in one quaint tea shop and overhead two young men around his age, one teasing the other.

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"My man, you look at her like she's your sun!"

"Am not!"

"You definitely were!"

"Because she made my world brighter!"

"That's love!"

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But can one even look at the sun? Gazing at it would mean hurting one's eyes, right? He found his sentiments to be the same as before.

He definitely doesn't squint his eyes every time he looks at Sakura.

Sighing, Sasuke let his head fall back to the trunk of the tree behind him. He is dazzled by her beauty and kindness, yes, but there was one thing that came up in his mind.

His thirst for revenge was his sun. It was the reason why he woke up every single day for years. He made it his sole reason to live. For more than half of his life he followed the sun – blindly – until it burned him.

And oh, how he burned terribly.

A pair of fireflies came into his view and his eyes involuntarily followed them towards the treetops. The full moon shone brightly, giving light in this darkness.

Blinded by the rays of the sun hid the quiet yet steady presence of the moon. It was always there. She was always there. She never left, just silently waiting for the burning light to finish its course. In the nightfall of his life, she was able to give the beacon of light that he both wanted and needed.

She is not his sun.

No.

The moon fits her more.

So much more.

Now, two Uchihas walked on the earth hand in hand - as husband and wife. He is no longer alone. He could see the Uchiha crest displaying proudly at her back, the sight sending a wave of warmth in his heart. The new matriarch dazzled under the soft glimmer of the moon. Stifling a yawn, Sakura closed the scroll she was reading and gave a sleepy look towards him.

"Anata…"

He recognized the soft pleading tone and what it meant. The former avenger gave a huff of amusement and used his head to point towards the spot beside him, giving in to her silent plea to cuddle. Sakura sat on his left and rested her head on his chest, sighing in contentment.

This is the woman who continues to be with him both in the brightest and darkest of his days. The woman who continues to chose him each and every day, even being far from the home that she loves just to be with him. The woman who continues to heal him in more ways than one.

The woman he loves.

Sasuke held her cheek with his lone hand, his thumb caressing it. Mismatched eyes softened that never fail to take Sakura's breath away. He leaned in and kissed her forehead with all the love and affection in the world.

"Tsuki ga kirei desu ne?"