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[onmywaytofanfic]

Dreams (Shino X OC)

This short text it is not "cannon" with my fics, I just need to write something fluffy and lovely becasue my mind need that. Hope you enjoy this fluffyness thing..

It was getting late, Reina was worried that her father hasn’t come yet, and so was I since mine hasn’t either. It was the first time that both of us had spent so much time separated from them, or was her? Could it be him? The matter was that she was worried about the baby as was I. We have spent a lovely evening together, the baby was already 5 weeks old, and our parents offered themselves to care for the baby for a couple of hours so we could have a lovely dinner together, as a couple, something that we haven’t had for quite some time. “My breast is aching” murmured while touching both “Please, come” she needed to relieve herself, breastfeeding seems so beautiful and painful simultaneously.

I could spend all that time, looking at both bonding. I loved to give her some gentle massage on her back, giving her some water or a lovely tea while she was doing her duty. It was something magical to see her face shine when the baby grabs her nipple and how she giggles while looking at them. So, in love. However, when it was past the time the baby should have their meal, that was what happened, terrible pain in her breast as her milk accumulated there. Not to mention her backpains due to the sudden breast-weight that she has gain, and all those lotions that she had to put in her breast, so it did not hurt after the feeding.

I hug her from behind and settle my chin on her head “It hurts” she moaned “Shall I fetch the bump so you can relieve some of the pression?” she when mute thinking about my proposal. She ad pumped two full feeding bottles for the baby so, in case they had hunger, their grandparents should oversee it. It was just a couple of hours, three since the baby was gone and she already was full and in pain. She nodded gently and while she was taking of her shirt and looking for a comfortable position in which relieve all that, I went to the baby’s room to take the bump.

She was there, laying on the sofa, tired and worried. He looked at her one more time, with a faint smile while walking to the baby’s room. Once there, he looked around, everything was neatly place in the different pieces of furniture that they carefully chosen for them. There were some small drawings of ladybugs, butterflies, some caterpillars… It was their uncle job. He could not believe it. He was a father, he had a family, something that he had long for years. He took the bump and everything that she needed. He gently brushed the tiny teddy that Kiba had given to them. It was a tiny Akamaru, Himawari and Boruto had one too. He would never tell Hinata or him, but they knew that he knitted them himself.

A knock in the front door, the grandparents were there. He could hear Reina rushing to put on something to open the door, he was just entering the living room when he saw his father entering his home with his grandchild in his arm “He is fast asleep” it was Reina’s father voice, he was carrying the little baby cart. Reina let them in and sat in the sofa, after taking her child in her arms, she gently pressed a sweet kiss in their forehead. “Did you have fun?” she murmured in a soft purr. She kept them close to her heart while sitting in the sofa, it seemed as if her breast pain evaporated into thin air.

Both grandparents left the things nearby, my father got closer to me. These weeks seemed to have taken the best of him, he couldn’t avoid having a subtle smile in his face. Small, faint, and sweet, he knew he had the same one. Reina’s father, _____, was on her side, given her little caress in her cheeks and hair. I was there, frozen and stuck looking at her, looking at them. It had been only 5 weeks, but way before they were there, I knew that I was ready to give my life for them, as I am right now ready to give it for both. “I have brought the bump” I got closer “Do you think that I should wake them up?” They were so happy sleeping in her arms.

“Have they eaten something?” “No, son” my father’s words right behind me startle me a little, I was too focused on my child. “Wake them and feed them. It would be better it has been three hours; they ate something before going.” Reina nodded and started to try to get rid of her shirt. “Let me help you, ladybug” his father always had those tender words for her. He took the baby in his arm. She decided to go all for it and took the whole T-shirt off. “Honey,” it escaped my mouth “Do you feel good?” I was scared, her breast looked quite reddish, and the veins were visible “Don’t worry it is just…I have too much” She took the baby and set the nipple near them trying to wake them up.

They started to move quite cheerful and opened their tiny eyes for a moment. Those black eyes, those Aburame’s eyes. We do not have eyes as…everyone else. They are sensitive to the sun light, that’s why our houses tend to be rather gloomy inside, we can see a wider range of colours and even in the dark. Like insects. However, consequently Aburame’s babies tend to open their eyes and see things clearer longer than a normal baby who takes 8 weeks to see their parents. It is a little bit longer for them. However, they could see and feel the nipple, and that meant yummy. He immediately grabbed the nipple in his mouth and started munching. Some sweet nectar slipped through their mouth. I kissed her head and stood there, smelling her sweet aroma while watching her mothering my child. “I am going to make you some tea, honey” I murmured; however, it was my father who quickly rushed to the kitchen to pour some water in the teapot, her father also rose and started to prepare some herbs to have a natural well measured tea. I took his place in the sofa and watched her nurture our child.

The doorbell scared them and started crying vividly, she tired to calmed them. When I open the door, it was my brother with Fuu and my niece Harika, she was almost 5 and quite lively. She immediately when to see the baby “Oh! Eating!” she laughed and sat near Reina, watching the baby calmed down and returning to their eating duty. “How are you, Harika?” She laughed and started rumbling about her classes, Reina listened. “Sorry to interrupt your meal, that’s on you uncle Torune”  Fuu got closer to greet Reina and the baby. “You are bigger than last day, aren’t you?”

Torune closed the door and poke my shoulder, it was a gentle sign, one of affection among us. “Sorry for waking them up” “Don’t worry” “It is impossible to take that smile of you, isn’t it?” Indeed it was impossible to take that dream out of him.  

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Reblogging coz part 3 of my fics is finally finished and i’m still thinking when to post it hahahahaha

ALWAYS SOMETHING ABOUT (A SASUSAKU FICLET)

Note: Hi everyone, I’m back!! Hahahaha! Omg. This is just an idea I had today, I’m not sure if this worked or not. Lol. The part 3 for my fics More Than Words and Never Again No will be posted soon, I promise. But for now, please consider this as a peace offering. Please tell me what you think of this. Comments and suggestions are very much appreciated. Thank you so much!!!!

PS. Also, check out my SS ficlet related to the fics I mentioned on my note, and my other fic for Touken from Tokyo Ghoul. Thanks a lot! Xoxo

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Excerpt: How can she look so beautiful after all this time? How can she look like this after all the shit I’ve put her through? How can she look so much like a dream?

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Sasusaku Pairing (889 words)

A Poor Attempt at Writing Fics

SasuSaku Edition IV

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ALWAYS SOMETHING ABOUT

There has always been something sacred to him just by watching her get dressed.

Maybe it’s the way her hair brushes her naked shoulders, or the way her clothes hug her lithe figure, or the way her eyes tease — it always makes him feel serene.

He doesn’t know how to describe it, really. It’s like entering a holy temple or church or whatever, and that you know that what you’re experiencing at the moment is godly; so godly that it makes him pray to all the gods out there to let him experience watching her dress every single day of his entire life.

He watches as she cranes her neck sideways, back and forth, and hear her lovely bones crack. He watches as she closes her emerald orbs and opened her mouth to release a soft moan of relief. He watches as she turns around and opened her eyes, letting her gaze found his in the mirror on her dresser.

There has always been something about their eye contacts, even when they were still children. It only takes one look, and they already know what they’re thinking about, their battle tactics, their feelings.

It only amplified when they became more than friends. One eye contact, and she’s blushing and his cheeks are dusted pink and his pinky curls on hers.

It’s at its peak when they became husband and wife. One glance from his dark ones to her vivid eyes, and she’s biting her lip and he’s fighting for self-control and they clash together as one, as they have always been.

One look is all it takes now, and he is on his feet, his eyes still on hers by the mirror, and she’s giving that soft smile reserved only for him, and he’s reaching out by his sole hand, and he found grace and redemption and home in those pink locks and that creamy white naked back.

He towers over her as he wraps his lone arm around her naked form, relishing the warmth and glow of her beautiful body against him. He missed this so much.

No words are needed. He knows that his wife knows of his habit of watching her get dressed. He usually do it by the bed, only his eyes following her every move. But now he has this need to touch, and feel, and worship.

He watches through their reflection the whole time she’s putting on her clothes. Those pretty little panties and that tight little skirt. He helps her hook her black little bra and salivates when she puts on these red little blouse that perfectly accentuate her beautiful little body while giving him that perfect little smile that made his fragile little heart skip a beat and his knees go a little weak.

He’s so overwhelmed by beauty and passion she radiates that he steps back until his legs bump the bed and he sits down just to admire his wife’s beautiful back profile. His wife turned around to face him, her gorgeous face all in its naked glory. Not even a speck of anything but a constant blush from being with him and the natural pink of her plump lips, he’s captivated.

How can she look so beautiful after all this time? How can she look like this after all the shit I’ve put her through? How can she look so much like a dream?

It runs through his head every morning like this one ever since they got married. Even after 12 years of being husband and wife, he still asks himself what good did he do in his lifetime to deserve her; to deserve her undying love and loyalty and devotion.

It must’ve been reflected in his eyes for she gave him this achingly beautiful smile and she walked towards him and ran her hands through his hair. He closes his powerful eyes and bathes in her comfort and understanding, his hand finding its way to her thighs and hips and waist, back to her shoulder blades and nape just to pull her down and receive his love the only way he knows how.

He kisses her. He kisses her full and soft and true. He kisses her with reverence and faith and love. He kisses her because she’s the only person he couldn’t live without. He kisses her because she’s the only woman he has ever loved next to his mother when he thought he could never love again. He kisses her because she, and the family they made, are the only reasons he’s kept grounded on this earth and that he’s forever thankful for them.

He kisses her because she’s the only woman he’s ever been inside of and if he could only choose, he will never leave her body for the rest of his life. He kisses her because she’s the only person capable of getting him on his knees if it could only mean she’ll never leave him. He kisses her because only she can make the great Uchiha Sasuke blush and beg and feel loved with just one look.

He kisses her because she is his wife, and she is Uchiha Sakura.

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There has always been something sacred to him just by watching her get dressed. But there will also always be something more just by watching her undress.

This is his religion now.

~fin~

(A/N: And SasuSaku is mine!!!!! Lol 😂)