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ROLE PLAY | A SasuSaku FanFic One Shot
Late for these! But here’s my fic for SasuSakuSara Weekend 2020 Day 2 (In Another World/Connected Feelings) and #SasuSakuTwitFest2020 Day 6 (Marriage / "Idiot! We're married.") | @sasusakusara2020
Here's a maaaajor revision of one of my first fictions back in 2009 for a different ship. Ya gurl cringed on her old way of writing, HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Hope you enjoy this!
-A
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“Come on, dear. Please stop..."
She just wouldn't.
"Papa! P-papa!" She would just repeat that all over again.
Sakura paced towards Sarada’s crib, planning to carry her with the hopes that her tantrum would subside. But the moment she reached out to her—
“I want Papa now! Please, Mama!" She croaked with her tiny voice. "I miss Papa!"
The Uchiha matriarch almost fell on her knees as her daughter continued to cry out.
She sat on the bed beside her crib and leaned near her. If only an explanation of many words would be understood by a three year old. "Sarada, sweetie...Papa isn't coming home."
"Why, Mama? Why?" Little Sarada paused, but her tears were nonstop.
Sakura looked away. She struggled to find the right words, trying to think of an excuse about the rash decisions that led to their current situation now. She pinched the bridge of her nose. It shouldn’t have come to this, to the point that their daughter would be affected.
“Sweetie, just...calm down, please."
Sarada stared at her with glassy charcoal eyes, tears still streaming down her cheeks, and then she cried, “Mama, I want Papa here! Here! Here!"
Her heart clenched at the sight, she had never seen her baby this hurt. And what pains her the most was the fact that it was because of her and Sasuke.
Then, the idea finally settled in...
“Okay, okay. Calm down."
Sakura got her phone from the table on the other side of the bed. Her hands were shaking; her tears almost coming out. I didn't have to do this...
She didn't have to go to her list of contacts anymore just to look at his number, besides she memorized it, just like how she memorized every single detail about him.
She took a deep breath before pressing the call button. One ring, two rings, three rings...no answer. She cancelled, and then called again, with much conviction this time. It was actually difficult for her to concentrate as Sarada's muffled cry continued to fill the room.
"Ssh..." She told her, as if that would make sense.
"Hello?" Oh, gosh. What am I going to say? Sasuke finally answered his cell phone. It was apparent that his voice was serious, angry even, because who in their right mind would call someone at 2AM?
"Uhmm...good morning, Sasuke. Sorry." She paused. "But this is...this is about Sarada."
"Huh? What happened to her?" There was a noticeable change in his voice, from an angry husband to a concerned father. And it was enough to calm Sakura's nerves as she continued to speak with him.
"She just wouldn't stop. She—"
"P-papa!" Sarada screamed.
Sakura’s head fell on her hand. There was no point hesitating now. "She wants you to be here, Sasuke." Tears trickled down her face, but she kept her composure for she didn't want to sound like she’s crying. I didn't want to see him yet...
There was silence on both lines aside from the ringing cries of their daughter. Sakura didn't know if Sasuke's still on the phone. Every tick of the clock increased her anxiety about what Sasuke might be thinking at the moment, for she didn’t want him to think that she was using their child to force him to come back. They both needed this space after all.
She heard him sigh after a moment, "Okay. I'm coming over."
"T-thanks," she muttered, and then hung up.
A sigh escaped her lips as she turned to check on Sarada again, whose cries have finally subsided into hiccups. "I'm sorry, baby. Just wait a little longer."
Sakura stared at her, realizing for the millionth time that she and Sasuke were able to create such a beautiful human being. Sarada’s face resembles hers, but her hair and her eyes were the same as Sasuke’s, making her the spitting image of her handsome father. There was no question to that. Never will she be able to forget her husband after all, whatever the circumstances would be. Besides, she didn’t want to forget.
Moments later, she then heard a familiar sound of an engine stopping in front of their house.
"Wait here, Honey," she said as she made sure Sarada’s crib was locked. The kid was still in tears, but she had high hopes that it would change in a little while.
Sakura went downstairs to open the door, but before that, she glanced at the mini monitor of the CCTV camera for their front porch, just to make sure it was Sasuke.
"Thanks for coming," she said, avoiding his face as she opened the door. There was no response. "She's in the bedroom."
Sasuke went straight to their bedroom with her following suit. It didn't matter anymore if her anxiety about what Sasuke might be thinking was reaching its peak right now, as long as her baby would finally be happy after crying her heart out for hours.
"Sarada?"
"Papa? It's you! Papa, it's you!" Sakura finally felt relief at the sight of the apparent joy on her daughter's face. Sarada was standing on her crib now, with her arms raised expectantly towards her approaching father.
"Aa. It’s me." Sasuke instantly carried and embraced her tightly. "I missed you, Sarada." Well, it's been more than a week.
Tears streamed down Sakura's face once more, but much thanks to Sarada's bib that she was holding, she was able to wipe it away before Sasuke even noticed. Ever since Sarada was born, it always warms her heart seeing Sasuke with their child. There was no doubt that Sarada was precious to him, that’s why it hit differently seeing him with her again after what transpired weeks ago.
Sarada has completely stopped crying now, but her face was still wet with tears so she went near her, with her face towards Sakura as she wrapped her small arms around Sasuke’s neck. Her father soothingly patted her back.
With the bib on her hand, Sakura wiped her face and smiled at her, relieved that her baby is now relaxed in her father’s secure arms.
The young Uchiha returned the smile before slightly pulling away to face Sasuke, she said, "Papa, please stay..."
Stunned, Sakura took a step back and waited for her husband’s response. She couldn’t see Sasuke’s reaction for his back was towards her, but she did notice the halt of his hand’s movements.
Sasuke remained silent, causing Sarada to start tearing up again as she stared at him. "I don't want you to go again, Papa."
"Sssh. Don’t make that face." He wiped Sarada’s tears through his thumb. "Your mama's here, there's no need for you to worry."
Sakura almost scoffed. There is, Sasuke! If I were the baby, I would really tell you that I need you for you are my father!
Then the hissy fit began again. "But...but papa...I want Papa here! I want Mama here! I need papa and mama here!" She exclaimed, catching both her parents off guard.
Sakura noticed that Sasuke tilted his head to glance at her. But her gaze fell to the floor, knowing that it’s still up to Sasuke if he would finally decide to go back home. He already got the space that he needed, but Sakura wasn’t sure if the kind of space he really wanted was long term. Her heart constricted at that thought.
Sasuke sighed after a moment. "Ssh. Okay, okay, don’t cry, Sarada...we'll be here for you," he whispered.
Whether that was true or it was just a trick, it was thankfully effective in calming Sarada.
Sakura went outside the room and proceeded downstairs to give the father and daughter their time with each other; when suddenly – Oh, God. Thank God Sasuke is here! – she saw from the bottom of the staircase that the knob of their front door was visibly shaking.
She silently walked towards the locked door and glanced at the mini monitor by the wall which she has left turned on when Sasuke came. She then gasped. A guy in black was on the other side of the door, with his face covered with black cloth too. As he continued to try opening the door with whatever tool in his hand, Sakura darted to the bedroom, totally terrified.
She took a deep breath before she spoke, "Sasuke..."
The head of the family glanced at her with confusion written on his face. When he noticed how Sakura's face turned even paler while she pointed downstairs, he gave Sarada to her and instantly went to their first floor.
Sakura then talked to Sarada, "Honey, I need you to keep quiet now, okay?" The little girl nodded as she embraced her much tightly. "Mama and Papa's gonna be here."
With Sarada secure in her arms, she followed her husband downstairs. "I-is he still there, Sasuke? I'll call the police now."
She received a nod. "Are the windows all locked?"
"Yeah."
"How about the back door?"
Did I lock it? Oh my, did I? There was a moment of silence until—
"Sakura!" Sasuke grabbed her hand in an instant and pulled her beside him.
Gasping, Sakura breathed heavily upon realizing that there were already three men inside their house, one of them was able to go through the front door. Thank God Sasuke's here!
"M-mama…" Sarada was already noticing the commotion. She then buried her face onto her mother's chest as the Uchiha matriarch hugged her tighter.
"It's fine, baby. It's fine."
"Papa's here, Sarada," Sasuke whispered. That statement assured even Sakura that she almost forgot that they were not exactly in good terms with each other.
Clearing his throat, Sasuke then spoke to the three strangers, "What do you want?" He paused. "Please...not my family. Not them, please," he added, now standing protectively in front of his wife and daughter.
"I asked you, what do you want?" Sasuke asked more firmly this time. And yet again, he only received silence from the other party.
Sakura's eyes softened as she stared at his back. To hear that he cares so much about them despite the tensions they've had made her heart full, as if it's been waiting to hear those words after a long time. But it wasn't the right time to be sentimental with the situation they're in now.
Only then did she notice that the invaders were carrying weapons. One of them was holding a long piece of wood, the other one had a big knife, and the last guy who was from the front door had none; maybe his primary job was to open its lock.
"Mam–"
"Yes, Sarada…" There was a crack in Sakura’s voice but she wanted to be firm in front of her daughter. "Everything will be fine."
One of the strangers stepped forward, the one carrying a piece of wood.
Sasuke tensed at this, mentally blaming himself for not having his phone with him. He also saw Sakura's phone on their bed, so they couldn't contact the police right now. As he calculated possible scenarios, he noted that it was too risky to move or attack, especially with the fact that the strangers could harm his wife and daughter. He clutched his fists as he turned to Sakura, eyes telling him things that he knew his wife would understand.
And indeed, she did. A stray tear escaped from her eyes as she shut them and shook her head. No. This won't be the end. This won't be the—
"Sasuke!" Sakura flashed her eyes open upon hearing a loud groan. Gasping at the sight, she was frozen in place as she watched her husband writhe in pain after being hit with the long piece of wood by one of the invaders. She didn't know what to do now.
"Pa–pa!" Sarada squirmed and began crying in her arms but she held her in place.
This time, Sakura faced the men. "What do you want from us?!" She forced her voice to not waver. "If you wanted to take something, you didn't have to hurt my husband like that! We don't even have much here! And you are scaring our baby!"
Sarada cried even harder despite not understanding what was going on.
Then, to her utter surprise, she heard them laugh…
The three invaders suddenly guffawed as they one by one removed their black masks.
With widened green eyes, Sakura felt as if a vein popped in her head when she finally realized who the men were. "What the—How dare the three of you!"
Sarada stopped crying when she saw what made her mother shout. "Uncles!"
Sakura put her down and minded herself for a while, recalling the past few minutes that made her feel like her heart was going to explode. She was sure these three were their friends, but she wasn't quite sure now.
"Hey, Sara-chan!"
Gleefully, Sarada ran with her tiny feet. "Uncle Naruto!"
Naruto carried his niece as if nothing had happened. "You okay now?"
The little girl bounced in his arms.
Confused and still in pain, Sasuke tried to stand and welcomed Sakura's assistance to him. "What?! What's going on here?"
"Oops...by the way, sorry, Teme. I think that was pretty hard."
"Naruto Uzumaki! That did hurt!" He groaned.
The three idiot visitors – invaders – continued laughing.
"Anyway, maybe you should change your door knob now," Sai said as he laughed, "and choose a better one, huh? I think that one is way too easy to open."
"This is not funny, Sai!" Sasuke exclaimed as he gave them a glare, trying his best to not punch anyone in the face tonight.
"Calm down, children," Kakashi instructed, still chuckling with a shake of his head.
"Stop it! You scared us!"
"Too bad I did nothing, though," their former sensei added, not minding what the Uchiha matriarch said.
"Haha! But you did well in holding the knife, Kakashi-san!" Now Sai, who was usually emotionless, was losing control.
"What is this damn role play all about, huh? Didn't you even think that you might scare Sarada?" Sasuke interrogated, feeling a bit better but still assisting his lower back.
"Hmm...I think it's just that I want you to get out of my house already. A week with a married guy felt irritating." Naruto grinned and then turned to Sarada, "You want Papa here, right?"
"Yep, yep, Uncle!" She chuckled. And Sakura couldn't help but smile as she saw the corners of Sasuke's lips twitch upwards.
"This is actually for her, Sasuke, Sakura-chan," Naruto explained as he embraced his adorable niece.
"So what's the plan now?" Sai asked.
Then the three of them stared at the couple, grinning like Cheshire cats.
Sakura met Sasuke's confused gaze.
"Remember your daughter, you're not kids anymore. Go, talk," Kakashi uttered seriously this time, pointing upstairs as if grounding Sasuke and Sakura due to an offense.
The husband and wife were frozen in place upon realizing that everything was planned behind their backs.
"Oh, come on. We're giving Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha their time of privacy. Go!" Sai nudged them to go upstairs. There was no escape now.
To her surprise, Sasuke began walking upstairs before looking at her with a smile. "I think they're right."
She smiled back after a few moments and followed suit, unsure of what was going to happen now that they were finally going to confront their situation.
They proceeded to their bedroom, leaving Sarada with her uncles so they didn't mind closing the door. They were finally on their own after a week. And for a moment, they were tacit as they drank each other's presence, uncertain about how to begin settling what they should have decided to settle on the same day their argument sparked.
It was rather awkward until they met each other's gazes, and then, they both laughed.
"Silly, right?" Sasuke commented while chuckling.
"Yeah. That whole thing was a mess!"
When their laughter subsided, Sakura was finally at ease. Knowing that Sasuke was there all along was relieving. He never left them as he stood his ground to protect their family, that's all that stuck into her mind.
"Sakura," Sasuke soon paused and then held her hand, making her realize that she missed him so much more than she thought. "I'm...I'm so sorry."
Tears began brimming Sakura's eyes as she stared at her husband.
"I've been selfish. I knew I hurt you with my words but all that mattered to me was my own frustrations at work that day, to the point that I chose to have my space and leave the two most important persons to me." His dark orbs now focused on her seafoam ones. "Please forgive me, Sakura. I've been a stupid husband and father."
"No, Sasuke." Sakura squeezed his hand and smiled. "I had my own mistakes too. I shouldn't have nagged you and blamed everything to you knowing that you were already feeling so low about yourself that day. I should've been your number one supporter, but I failed in becoming that. I'm sorry. And I forgive you." She beamed once more.
"Thank you, Sakura, for everything. I forgive you as well." The corners of his lips moved upwards. "This would never happen again. Should we have another argument, I'm not going to let a long time pass and we'll deal with it immediately. Because damn it, I missed you." He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. "I missed you and Sarada. I'm really sorry."
Sakura's hand moved to his cheek, she blushed when he leaned into her touch and slowly opened his eyes. "You're here now, Sasuke...that's all that matters."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"Will you take me back?" He then pouted, causing Sakura to chuckle. Seeing that made him feel accomplished and gave his heart the warmth that he hadn't felt for a week.
"Idiot! We're married." She pinched his cheek this time, making him grin despite wincing slightly. "We just needed some space to cool down but that didn't change the fact that you're my husband and I'm your wife."
"Hn. Say that again."
"Eh? What?"
"That you're my wife." He now pulled her closer to him.
"I-i'm your wife…" Sakura bit her lip as a tinge of pink appeared on her cheeks.
Sasuke smirked at the sight. "This is what I missed the most." And then he closed the distance between them to meet her lips with his.
Moments later, they heard footsteps from the stairs.
"Whoa......" Three people, including their baby, were now in front of their room.
"Don't mind them," Sasuke whispered and then slammed the door of their bedroom as he kissed his wife again, making Sakura chuckle against his lips.
"Yay! Mama and Papa will both be here again!" Their Sarada shouted for joy on the other side of the door.
Her parents felt the gladness as much as she did.
So the role play was effective after all.
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May 2020 © AriannJS
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Sorry for the mess, lol. But your reviews would be appreciated! Check out my other fics also and let me know what you think :) Hope the SSS Weekend and SS Twit Fest are helping you cope better during this tough time! SS is here for you, and so am I!❤️
-A
#sssw20d2#SasuSakuTwitFest2020#SasuSaku#uchiha sasuke#haruno sakura#uchiha sarada#naruto#ariannjfics
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Hello everyone! 🙌🏼 I've uploaded my old sasusara fanart here, i fixed it and added sakura 😄💕 (i still need a lot of practice) 🙈
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Day 6: Marriage
#SasuSakuTwitFest2020 #Sasusaku #サスサク
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I participated in the SasuSaku twit fest that was going on last week on twitter so I’m posting up all the pieces I did for the prompts that were provided!
Day 1 - Time Travel/ Day 2 - Connected/ Day 3 - Kiss/ Day 4 - Taking care of the baby/ Day 5 - Pregnancy/ Day 6- Marriage/ Day 7 - Free Prompt
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#my artwork#sketches#SasuSaku#Sasuke Uchiha#Sakura Uchiha#sasusakutwitfest2020#i had fun making all of these#but the day 7 one i drew in a frenzy#bc i had a big brain energy moment when i thought of it lol
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Through hardships together
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#SasuSakuTwitFest2020 D3 (Kiss)
nothing, just kissy kissy and pink
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“If I lay here… if I just lay here… would you lie with me and just forget the world?”
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SasuSakuTwitFest2020 Day 4: Travels
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In Defense of Sakura Haruno - A Naruto Discussion Video!
Just wanted to make a video defending Sakura~ (Originally for SasuSakuTwitFest2020) on Twitter. Please cosider watching this on Youtube with snacks, lol!
@freshtoxinn made this awesome thumbnail picture~
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i have posted my entry for twitter’s sasusakutwitfest2020 on my ffnet and ao3. let me know what you think! ♥️
#sasusaku#ssfic#ssfanfic#sasusaku fanfiction#naruto fanfiction#uchiha sasuke#uchiha sakura#haruno sakura#naruto#fanfiction#thank you!
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PRISON CELL | A SasuSaku FanFic One Shot
A day late but here's my entry for #SasuSakuTwitFest 2020 Day 4: Travels. I also posted a part of this for #sssnippetaday on Twitter.
Enjoyyyy!
-A
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Being on the road for two long years has led Sasuke to resign to the fact that he would be needing help from other people. With his lack of resources, he knew it's only appropriate for him to take whatever he can get from anyone who is willing to offer him anything. Provisions of food and a space to rest gave him the comfort that he thought he didn't deserve, usually from a widow, an old couple, or a starting family, who, by some miracle, did not see him as an S-rank criminal like how almost the rest of the world did.
He's usually still on edge around people, shinobi and civilians alike. It wasn't unknown to him that not everyone was happy with Konoha's decision to spare him from a heavier punishment. But as he continued to travel, the weight on his shoulders began to lighten for he got to realize that there are still good people in the world, increasing his motivation to keep on pursuing and fighting for the peace that his brother had always hoped for.
Now, he has a lot of stories to tell when he goes back home.
On one of his visits in Ame, he was welcomed by an old widow in her home for three productive days. She insisted that he should be well taken cared of while he looked after the village to catch the group of rogue shinobi lurking in their area since the week before. It was a huge task that the civilians couldn't repay, according to her, so it was the least that she could do.
When he was about to leave after succeeding in his task there, the old lady even packed a bento for him. And he couldn't help but remember being a child once again as he accepted the bento and muttered a thanks at her.
"No problem at all, Uchiha-san. You've done so much more! A lot of people here are even fond of you because of what you did for us. So it's you whom we should thank."
"It's nothing, really."
"Ah. Such a fine gentleman you are! You've probably had lots of girls in your life, hmm?"
Sasuke slowly shook his head. Growing up, many girls threw themselves at him with the hopes of getting his attention, but there was only one that annoyed him and tugged his heartstrings despite his years of denial about it. "Just one."
"My, my. It's wonderful to know that a handsome man like you is faithful to his one and only!" The old woman giggled. "Ah, young love. Could you tell me something about her?"
Blinking twice, Sasuke stared at her and thought about her surprising question. Until his mind traced back to those solitary moments he had in a prison cell in Konoha.
He was well aware that she was just doing her job. But despite her silence and his sight's absence, he could feel the tenderness of her touch and the warmth of her heart as she tended to the remnant of his left arm for the third time that week.
No words were spoken since the first time. But as he heard the movements of her hands while performing the signs for the jutsu to open his cell, he forced his dry throat to release something.
"Sakura, thank you."
He received no response that night, but he was sure that his former genin teammate smiled at that as she exited and locked his cell again.
The next time she visited for his checkup, he struggled between staying silent or asking something that has been bombarding his mind for days. It might have been obvious because he was startled when he heard her finally speak.
"You have something to say."
He gulped. Unsure of how the conversation would go once his question was already out. But regardless of her answer, he knew he'd be able to sleep – nap – better that night when he finally hears from her. And so he asked, "Do you...still love me, Sakura?"
Astonishment was apparent with the medic for he felt her chakra fluctuate a little as she checked his left arm. He convinced himself that it didn't matter if he received a negative answer, but every second of her silence felt a lot more suffocating than being in that cell for weeks.
Yet she responded after a few moments, and it shook him to the core. "You know the answer to that."
"But Sakura, things change, don't they?"
"Not my feelings."
"Even after everything?"
The flow of her chakra in his system completely stopped and he heard the movements of her hand signs once again. But before he heard the clink of his cell's lock, she muttered, "Even after everything."
A week later, his chakra blindfold was allowed to be removed. It must've been because of Kakashi. He mentally thanked the man when he finally saw with his own eyes what he realized was his favorite shade of red.
Sakura entered his cell with her usual shinobi clothes this time, unlike the past weeks wherein she was wearing her lab coat. He knew this because he could feel its cloth whenever she was beside him, so today was quite unusual if he would think about it.
He stared at her as she approached him with a pout.
"You look weird, Sasuke-kun."
He raised an eyebrow inquisitively, making her chuckle.
"I'm here to cut your hair." Then she took out a comb and a pair of scissors from her back pocket.
He wanted to question her, but he ended up letting her do what she wanted as she gently placed a big cloth around his shoulders, thinking that it was probably a part of her job.
However, it was when she asked if he wanted her to shave the stubble on his jaw that he realized what she was doing was beyond her role as the medic looking after him.
"You don't have to do that, Sakura."
"But I want to."
"Why?" He pressed.
Then surprisingly, Sakura glared at him.
And with that, he already understood. He wasn't able to stop himself from smiling once she left him in his cell that night.
The old lady beamed when she saw how deep in thought Sasuke was, giving her the impression that this man was serious about the woman in his mind right now.
Sasuke cleared his throat. "She...never gave up in choosing to love me." He looked down at his feet as he remembered her face when he left a gentle poke on her forehead on the day of his departure. "Never. Even when I was so lost."
"You must feel very blessed, Uchiha-san."
"Aa." Despite the fact that he still felt like he didn't deserve her.
"Give me a moment," the widow suddenly said as she rummaged through a drawer in her living room. "Oh! Here it is!" She then reached out for Sasuke's hand, startling him, and placed something on his palm before closing it with her hands. "When you return to your lady, I hope you could give that little gift to her." She showed a smile that seemed to be partnered with a remembrance of someone.
Sasuke stared at his closed fist. "Thank you. But, why?"
The cheery attitude of the woman mellowed as she answered, "I was supposed to give that to my daughter after she comes back from a mission. But then, the Fourth Shinobi War broke out." Pausing, she eyed Sasuke for a few seconds, causing him to recall the past war in such a vivid way. "But she died on the battlefield, fighting for the shinobi world. I believe it's her love for the people that drove her to give her all."
"I'm sorry about your loss."
"Oh, don't worry, I could say I've somehow recovered from it. I strongly believed that her death wasn't in vain, especially because you and your team have given that war a successful closure."
Sasuke looked down once more. It was still quite weird sometimes, how a few people saw him as a hero, yet more people still viewed him as an international criminal that ended people's lives with his own hands.
"The way you talked about your girl reminded me of my daughter, so please, give that gift to her. At least I know it will be in good hands." She smiled yet again, but this time, with eyes that were starting to become glassy.
A small smile appeared on Sasuke's lips. There was something about the way she considered Sakura as his that calmed his entire system. And it amazed him how even though she's not here, Sakura could still draw people close to her. "She actually fought alongside me in that war, aiding me and Naruto in taking down Kaguya."
The old woman gasped again, with a glint of recognition appearing on her eyes. "You mean..."
Sasuke nodded. "Yes, it's Sakura Haruno." The words weirdly came out with some sort of pride from his lips. And even he was surprised to find himself verbally admitting to anyone Sakura's position in his life.
The woman beamed and clasped her hands, returning to her cheerful attitude like earlier. "Uchiha-san! You two look good together! And, I guess that gift was after all truly made for her, don't you think?" She gestured to Sasuke's fist.
Sasuke furrowed his brows in wonder and slowly opened his palm. His lips then twitched upwards when his gaze landed on a necklace with a cherry blossom crystal pendant.
"Now go home to her, Uchiha-san. I'm pretty sure all your exhaustion from your travels would subside once you see Haruno-san again."
He thought so too.
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May 2020 © AriannJS
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Hey guys! Hope you're all enjoying the #SasuSakuTwitFest2020 so far! Let me know your thoughts and feels about this one😄 There's a lot going on these days, but I pray that we'd all find inner peace despite this. Please stay safe!❤️
-A
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Tried something new for #SasuSakuTwitFest2020 Day 1. Here's a song, and not a fic from me this time😁
Here's the chorus draft of one of the songs I've been working on during this ECQ🙈 Entitled "Under the Same Sky" and inspired by my fave anime pairing SasuSaku ofc🍅🌸 Hahaha.
https://vimeo.com/424812157
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Draft of the lyrics that I'm still bound to finish:
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FAKE HAPPY | A SasuSaku FanFic One Shot
So I recorded a cover for Paramore's "Fake Happy" (full vid here) last week and since my initial plan for #SasuSakuTwitFest2020's Day 2 is not yet finished, I thought of writing this fic connected to the song instead😬
For #SasuSakuTwitFest2020 Day 2: Connected
"You see it's easy when I'm stomping on a beat
But no one sees me when I crawl back underneath."
-Fake Happy by Paramore
Disclaimers:
-I do not own Naruto nor Paramore.
-Situations stated are based on general possible experiences of some people especially during this time, though most are familiar and personal to me also.
Trigger warnings: Anxiety Attack. Depressive thoughts.
Ending in angst is not my purpose for this, it's actually the other way around❤️ but if you think it would not be helpful for you to continue reading this fic at this time due to the trigger warning, it's definitely okay.
However, please do NOT miss the author's note in the end🤗
Much love,
A
P.S. Here's to the #FewButTrue people that see the signs and reach out to us at just the right time even though we look fine on the outside.
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It was supposedly her rest day, the one thing that she has looked forward to all throughout her jam packed week. Yet much to her dismay, despite her body being rested, her mind had other plans. Sakura could barely remember the number of times she has thrown her phone on the bed in a span of four hours.
It was a lot to take in.
Earlier today, it was announced that the number of positive cases for the pandemic has skyrocketed in Iwa, yet the council has decided to partly lift the quarantine there, increasing the people’s exposure to the virus as they try to go back to their normal lives before all these. It didn’t make sense.
Few moments later, a short video went viral on Twitter, wherein civilians from Ame flocked in front of their Kage’s Tower to complain about the lack of relief goods distributed for them in the past month. A month! To think that all of the Hidden Villages had been under quarantine for three months now and there were so many people in dire need of supply for their basic needs. It didn’t make sense.
There was also a reliable national media company that was shut down by Kiri’s council, at such a time as this wherein a credible source of news and updates was a need for everyone. Sadly, many employees have lost their job in the process, amidst the uncertainty caused by the pandemic which was the main issue their council should’ve focused on to begin with. Again, it didn’t make sense.
What surprised her was the amount of facebook posts that disclosed irrational killings from members of a huge clan in the Sound, an issue that has been ongoing yet remained an elephant in the room for how many years. It broke her heart seeing the messages of relatives who were screaming for the justice of their murdered family member through typewritten words. Others even had videos of themselves with placards containing their stand on the issue. She couldn’t imagine how terrifying it must be to be there right now, what with the virus still lingering around them and the possibility of being shot on the spot just because you wanted to fight for your people. The Sound’s council continued to wash their hands. And yes, it didn’t make any sense at all.
But the last thing that struck her nerve was the decree that Konoha’s council of elders has released a few minutes ago, wherein any form of appeal or complaint by the people – whether via peaceful protest or a mere social media post – could lead to them being suspected as insurgents, which would then result to authorities having the right to detain them without a warrant of arrest.
And just like that, the fact that the entire world was facing a deadly pandemic has gone down the drain. Honestly? Sakura didn’t even know what else makes sense right now.
She screamed against her pillow and continued lying on her bed. Her head hurt. Her eyes were puffy. Her heart was palpitating. And her hands began to shake as she breathed heavily in the confines of her bedroom.
There were pain, frustration, anxiety, fear, anger, guilt, confusion, and so many other emotions bubbling inside her that they started to weigh her down even physically. Besides, it wasn't the first time that Sakura broke down during the twelfth week of quarantine. Everything externally and internally was just too much to bear these days.
She thought it would be nice to return to social media after being away from it for a week, leaving her stuck with the messaging apps that she kept active only because she needed them for work. But she was totally wrong on all levels.
It was nice that she became informed about the latest news, yet she now learned that indeed, too much exposure on social media wasn't helpful for her at all. She needed to take a break, or maybe lots of them.
It took a while before the tension in her body ebbed, and when it did, it was the best feeling in the world.
Still, extensive exhaustion filled Sakura from the inside out, leaving her with no more tears to shed as she sat up after a 14-minute nap. These days, naps kept her going, though they weren't really enough. She was glad the rampage in her brain paused somehow but she wished it could've been like that for hours. Well, it's better than not being able to sleep at all.
Moments later, her eyes widened due to the sudden vibration of her phone. There was an incoming message. And she couldn't help but feel on edge once more as she felt frozen in place.
Please don't let it be my boss. Please don't let it be about my presentation! Or wait, is it mom? Are they okay?
Sure, she could've stopped herself from getting her phone with her now sweaty hands and checking the SMS considering that it was her rest day, but the nagging guilt inside her about saying no to anything asked of her overpowered her senses. And there was also the thought that it could be an emergency, she didn't want anything to fail just because she didn't respond immediately.
With her decision being final, Sakura took three deep breaths before opening the text that she received, yet what she saw on her screen made fresh tears trickle down her face once again.
Sasuke Uchiha:
I'm just here, okay? Let me know if you want me to call you.
Sakura didn’t expect to receive such a heartwarming message at the exact moment she needed it. She hasn’t seen Sasuke ever since Konoha imposed a nationwide quarantine and they haven’t even talked online for weeks, but for him to suddenly message her with such reassurance as if he knew that she needed to hear it, it made her feel like they had no distance between them for months.
She read the message once more, and as she parsed the two sentences like it’s from a language unfamiliar to her, it slowly felt like the dark cloud above her head began dissipating somehow.
A part of her hesitated in responding to him. She didn’t want to sound needy. She didn’t want to be a bother, because for sure, Sasuke also has baggage of his own.
However, she realized that he was not the kind who would ever think of her that way. Never did he look at her with judgmental eyes, only with concerned ones. And that was enough for her to trust that it wasn’t something to be guilty about if she accepted his generous offer of being a listening ear that night.
Sakura didn’t bother typing a message anymore, instead, she scrolled through her contacts and called his number, fingers slightly twitching in nervousness. Because what if he's suddenly busy? What if he's not really interested in what she would say? And what if he would change his mindset about her after whatever she'd be able to share to him tonight?
Her mind was bombarded with tons of "what ifs," but when she heard a gentle "Hello?" on the other line, she was unable to stifle another cry.
"Sakura, how are—?"
Her sobs became a little louder, and she was worried that Sasuke would end up cutting the call.
"It's alright, Sakura. Go on, just release that. I'll stay here."
Yet he surprised her again. She didn't know how many minutes passed by as she just teared up with Sasuke silent on the other line. As her cries kept going, relief slowly entered her system like it was something she had never frlt before. She didn't know she needed to cry with somebody until she called Sasuke. She realized that it was so much different than when she was having a breakdown on her own.
"Are you feeling better somehow?" Sasuke asked when her muffled cries subsided.
"Y-yes. I guess."
"You know you can tell me anything."
She heaved a sigh, nodding her head as if Sasuke would see her. "Thank you, Sasuke."
"Don't thank me yet. What happened?"
And then Sakura told him everything, from the terrifying news that astounded her that afternoon up to the messy details of her hectic week.
She told him about how worried she was for her parents who were in the province, wherein the number of those affected by the virus was increasing day by day. And as much as she wanted to help them with their food supply, she felt helpless that she couldn't do much while she was here in the city.
She also told him about how she felt like she was merely moving in a tiny box instead of flourishing in her profession, how it seemed like she was going nowhere in life despite being at the ripe age of 27.
She mentioned regarding her presentation that she wasn't really happy about, because it wasn't something that she wanted to do. And even though she tried her best in working on it, she already knew that her boss would not even recommend it to be approved.
Speaking of her boss, she also expressed to Sasuke how the mere presence of her boss made her feel so small, like she was a physical representation of a failure. And just thinking about having no choice but to stay in that company, especially considering the pandemic situation, saps her of the little motivation in life that she has left.
Sakura still had a lot to say. But even she could not express and understand them yet. So she just ended her words with the truth that she has never felt so alone until right now.
That's when Sasuke spoke a full statement again other than his cues that he was listening earlier. "I'm so sorry that you are going through all these, Sakura. You're right, things could've been better so you didn't have to end up feeling the way you do right now. But you know that I'm here, right? And it's not even just me. The dobe is there. Also the rest of Rookie 12. Sakura, it may not feel like it but I want you to remember that I'm here. I never left and I never will."
Another stray tear escaped Sakura's eyes. "That means so much to me, Sasuke. That means so much. Thank you."
"Always." She could hear the smile in his voice. "I'm glad you were able to share all that with me. I hope it was helpful."
For the first time that day, Sakura found the urge to smile. "It was, really. I'm sorry it was too lengthy and messy, though. I...I honestly don't really know how to express everything. My mind's just so clouded right now."
"Hn. It doesn't matter, Sakura. It's okay if it's lengthy and messy, as long as you were able to let it out."
There was just silence after that for Sakura didn’t know what else to say. Even silence with Sasuke was comforting, so she just allowed that comfort to consume her continuously, never wanting it to end.
“Sakura?”
“Hmm?”
“You’re not weak.”
Gasping a bit, Sakura could feel the tears starting to brim her eyes again, but this time, not due to the negativities inside and around her.
Sasuke continued, “You’re not a physical representation of a failure either. You're made for so much more. I’ve seen you succeed in so many things, Sakura. And we all fail, but our failures don’t define us. Your failures or what you think as shortcomings don’t define you at all, you hear me?”
“Y-yeah.” She sniffed and wiped a tear with the back of her hand. “Sasuke, you’re making me cry again!” Sakura slightly giggled amidst her tears, and Sasuke could imagine that if he was beside her, she had probably slapped him hard enough on his arm while saying this.
He let out a chuckle. “Now look at you, you’re already laughing.”
“Your fault.” She huffed playfully.
“Not sorry at all, then.” Sasuke grinned on his own. For him, he didn’t even do much, but for Sakura, it felt like Sasuke had pulled her out of a deep trench by simply being there.
There was one question that lingered in her mind ever since she received his text message. And so she asked him before they even ended the call. “Uhm...Sasuke? How did you know? I mean...why did you message me? How did you get the idea that I wasn’t feeling my best this week?”
Quietness filled the other line for a few seconds. “Intuition, I guess. You’re like that with me also, aren’t you?"
It was true, there were instances before that Sakura was the one who reached out first, as if it was a coincidence that he wasn't at ease with something by the time she talked to him. The only difference was that, during those times, they saw each other often, unlike now.
Sasuke added in a softer voice, "This wasn't the first time, Sakura. Maybe – no – I believe it’s because we’re…”
Realization hit Sakura even though Sasuke didn’t even mention the word. And then she beamed, because honestly, she felt that too. They were connected, and no quarantine could affect that connection that they had.
Sakura muttered with a smile, “I believe that too, Sasuke.”
That night, she was able to sleep with a light feeling for the first time within the week. All thanks to Sasuke for reaching out when she started crawling underneath.
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June 2020 (c) AriannJS
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Hello. I don't know what this fic made you feel. But if you've made it this far, thank you. I'm proud of you, not only for reaching the end of this fic but also for surviving up until now❤️
I know it hasn't been the best time in the world, literally, but it is my desire and prayer to hopefully bring a bit of comfort to you guys while or after you read my works.
Here, Sakura had the assurance that Sasuke is there for her. For us, it's really amazing if we have a few trusted friends like that whom we could open up to, but sadly, some of us probably don't have anyone we're comfortable to confide with at all. But can I encourage you with this?🤗
Maybe your friends are busy. Or maybe your trust has been broken by so many people that you find it so difficult to open up now, but you also know full well that you kinda need a Sasuke to your Sakura especially these days. So let me share this with you...
"Cast (throw) all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you." - 1 Peter 5:7 ❤️
Here's a thing, God loves you and cares for you so much, and that's the reason why you could throw the whole weight of your anxieties upon Him. He will listen. He always does, even when at times it doesn't feel like it. And whatever it is that you would tell Him, it wouldn't change the fact that He loves you just the same🥰 So go, throw it all to Him now, I pray that you personally experience the peace that transcends all understanding once you do so❤️
On the other hand, I know some of us have diagnosed conditions and the situations around us are definitely not helping us recover further mentally. I'm not an expert but I really hope we could help one another during this time so here are a few reminders:
If you have medications, take them regularly and make it a priority. If needed, it's even better that you restock early regardless of the quarantine status in your place. I actually almost forgot taking my meds twice this week! Hahahuhu. But thank God I was working on this fic in the middle of the night so I still got to take it before sleeping😅
Make sure to take breaks even short ones within the day, especially during work days. Take a nap. Play an instrument. Eat. Read fics. Watch an episode of an animé. Anything that would fill your tank so you could be pumped up somehow as the day continues.
Lastly, don't hesitate to seek help from your trusted friends. Please, don't. You are loved. You are not a bother. You are worth listening to. You are valuable. You are made for so much more.
I may be a stranger but you can also contact me if you need someone to talk to🤗 I have the same username on IG and Twitter too! Sorry this was such a long author's note, but yeah, let's keep fighting one day at a time, alright?✊🏻
And if indeed you have a diagnosed mental condition, here's what my doctor has told me this week, you are not weak. Your condition is a part of you, but it is NOT all of you😭❤️
Thank you for dropping by. God bless!
-A
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NEARSIGHTED | A SasuSaku FanFic One Shot
For #SasuSakuTwitFest2020 Day 3:
"She was his Everything"
Hope you guys check out and enjoy all the entries under this hashtag! Let’s support each other! :)
-A
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It was almost dusk. Like usual, Shinkuju was filled with people wherever he glanced. Sasuke maintained a slow pace on a straight path, wishing he had brought his car today instead of having to stroll around with nothing to keep his mind alert and his eyesight focused somehow.
“Hey! Would you look at where you’re going?!”
“Hn. Sorry.”
There. It wasn’t the first time. He hadn’t worn his eyeglasses for two years now. He knew he needed it, but wearing it, even buying a new pair, awakened a pang in his chest that he just couldn’t seem to set aside.
Yet, nearsighted or not, he seemed to be surrounded with a blur for the longest time. It doesn’t even matter if it’s inside his head or in front of him. Clarity was nowhere to be found. Even colors seemed to have dimmed compared to how he saw them years ago, back when a certain shade of pink and green was familiar to him even with his eyes closed.
He still had no idea where it went downhill, and how it all ended with a huge question mark that he couldn't delete even as the time passed by. Part of him blamed himself. But a huge part of him wanted to put all the blame on her, because three years of being in a relationship went down the drain in a blink of an eye with a wordless goodbye.
She was his everything, he knows. That's why up to now, everything around him looked like a clouded monotone. He knew he deserved an explanation, but he also thought that maybe he deserved to be left alone. It was nothing new to him anyway.
It was when he reached the stairs towards the train station that his eyesight adjusted to vivid colors. Jet black eyes zeroed in on a figure from across the street. And despite the murmurs of the people who were annoyed with his sudden halt, he decided to shift his direction and crossed the street as quickly as he could. Much thanks to the red light that he didn’t even consider checking anymore.
His heart raced as he increased his pace when he caught a glimpse of the woman's face. He was right. It was her. Because who else has that certain shade of pink as a natural color for her hair?
“You’ve been following me." Her gentle voice made his heart skip a beat.
He stopped on his tracks when the woman – Sakura – halted her steps and turned to face him. His usually stoic expression was then replaced with astonishment, for there was something different with her captivating eyes. They were curious, not knowing; cautious, not familiar.
He was about to mutter her name, demand explanations from questions that kept running inside his head for two long years, when she beat him to it.
“Who are you?”
Sasuke’s eyes widened at this. Are you playing around with me? After what you did?
But there was something completely wrong about her, and her eyes that he used to know so well were telling. She then added, “Do you need anything from me, sir?”
That's when the realization hit him like a bus. His heart constricted as several scenarios entered his exhausted mind. There was denial, and then relief, frustration, and then longing, all tugging each other in the recesses of his heart while he drank the situation he was in. This woman was far from the optometrist he knew so well.
She continued to stare at him, cocking her head to one side in anticipation to whatever it is that he would respond to her. Another proof that his realization wasn't just a theory at all.
His throat suddenly felt dry that he had to force himself to speak before this woman even turned away. Before he even loses her again.
“I’m...Sasuke,” he breathed. I was your boyfriend before you—He cleared his throat this time, carefully forming words that wouldn't threaten the woman in front of him. “You seem to be...looking for something. Is there anything I can help you with?”
He was expecting her to want to have nothing to do with him, to roll her bright green eyes at him, or even shoo him away. But to his surprise, she chuckled sheepishly. And it gave an additional tinge of pain in his chest. Two years and I still love hearing you laugh. Two years and it's still you.
“Oh. Uhm...is it too noticeable? I'm Sakura, by the way. Actually, Sasuke, I’m really glad you asked…” She looked down and fiddled with the keychain on her bag.
And Sasuke couldn't help but remember the first time he told her that he loved her. He waited.
"Well, I'm…" She glanced at him again, eyes now expectant despite being shy. "I'm looking for this flower shop?" She moved her hand to show the address written on her phone to Sasuke.
Dumbfounded, what he had read made him shift his gaze from the phone to Sakura, and then back again. Because how in the world would Sakura Haruno not know the location of the flower shop owned by the family of her best friend?
"Hey, it's okay if you don't know. I really appreciate it that you offered to help." She suddenly bowed. "Thanks anyway and it was nice meeting you, Sasuke!"
"Wait!" His arm quickly wrapped around her wrist when she turned away. He was simply standing there, perplexed with all that's going on but his heart was suddenly racing and his mind was quickly jumping from one thought to another. He had to do something. He couldn't let her go now. Not again. Never again. "I know where it is."
"Oh."
The relief that he saw on her face was enough to calm his nerves as he let go of her hand. She wasn't threatened. She wasn't leaving anymore. And he felt more accomplished now than the time he got promoted at work.
"I'm glad then." Sakura's lips formed his favorite smile. And it took a lot of willpower for Sasuke to stop himself from enveloping her in an embrace and telling her that his feelings for her never changed. "I know it might be too much to ask, but, can you show me the way to this place? I haven't been around here for a long time."
Even he was surprised when his lips twitched upwards with her request. "I'd be glad to."
So he began to walk beside her to lead her to her destination. And as she babbled about how her mom gave her an errand to claim an order at the Yamanaka Flower Shop, the past two years finally made sense to him.
Now, even without his eyeglasses, Sasuke knew that from here on out, things will be clear again.
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May 2020 © AriannJS
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Let me know what you guys think! And yes, whatever happened to Sakura is something that I’m leaving for your imaginations. Hehe. It's so amazing getting back to writing at such a time as this wherein everything just feels so draining. Hope you're all doing well!
- A
#SasuSakuTwitFest2020#SasuSaku#SS fanfics#Haruno Sakura#Uchiha Sasuke#ss fics#ss fanfictions#ariannjfics
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Day 7: Free Prompt (Sasuke Retsuden) #SasuSakuTwitFest2020 #Sasusaku #サスサク
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Day 5: "I'm not jealous."
#SasuSakuTwitFest2020 #Sasusaku #サスサク
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#sssnippetaday
During Sasuke's travels...
"Such a fine gentleman you are! You've probably had lots of girls in your life, hmm?"
He slowly shook his head. "Just one."
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A day late but here's for Day 4 of #SasuSakuTwitFest2020 😁
Prompt: Travels
It's also the full version of 2 snippets I've posted for #sssnippetaday, including this much loved one🙊 Big thanks to y'all!❤️
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AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24549052
FF: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13606324/1/PRISON-CELL-A-SasuSaku-FanFic-One-Shot
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