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He doesn't get her.
The way she was giggling at his lame pick up lines. He had better. The fact she accepted his rose, didn't he give her one like that yesterday only for her to throw it in the trash?
And how she was giggling acting all flustered and blushing. She wasn't really taking an interest in him, was she?
"What makes him so special?" Itachi and Shisui stopped mid conversation following his gaze. Ah so that was what was making the youngest Uchiha pissed.
The new doctor taking his teammate out. Apparently he was quite the flirt like Sasuke, no wonder he seemed so annoyed.
Well it may be a date, it may not be.
It wasn't any of their business.
"Maybe he flirts better than you?" Shisui shrugged with a smug smile enjoying his torment. "And who knows, he might actually be interested in her."
This caused Sasuke to glare at the man, they knew how serious he was about her.
So it was okay for this guy to flirt around and he can get a date. But if he does it, he gets a punch to the face? How unfair was that?
"You should ask him how he does it, then who knows you might actually get somewhere with Sakura." Itachi scolded Shisui because knowing his brother, he might actually do that.
And sure enough he did, as Shisui found a little note thanking him for the idea.
This wasn't the first time Shisui gave a dumb idea to Sasuke (without meaning to) nor would it be the last.
And as for the plan succeeding... let's not go there.
#jealous rtn Sasuke#don't think I've written that before#send me a made up fic title#this is for pinkhairedlily#keith's snippets#sssnippetaday#sssnippet#charasaku#sasuke uchiha x sakura haruno#sasusaku#road to ninja#road to ninja sasusaku
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household essentials
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Sarada was used to the hustle and bustle of their home even though growing up it was just mostly her and her mama.
Now that's she's an adult, the house was never quiet either, but what throws her a little off balance is that it's her papa filling the silence.
He seemed so different but still so gentle and patient with her. Mama used to joke that papa's quiet because he's still growing into his tongue. Papa would glare at mama halfheartedly, and she would grin. He'd shake his head and smirk with a low muttering of 'annoying'.
What an odd couple. How could that one word means so much to them?
'Annoying.'
Then she remembers that her parents had a life before her, one filled with pain, sacrifices, and war. That one word encompasses their history and everything they had to get through to where they are.
"I'm leaving for my mission, Papa!"
He comes to the door and sees her off, like he did every day without fail.
"Have a great day, Sarada. I love you."
She still gets flustered when papa does this! She was an adult, not some kind going off to the academy, but she understands.
She meets the Hokage and before official business he'd always ask, "How's Sasuke doing?"
And she'd say same old, same old. He'll wake up, prepare breakfast, see her off, talk to mama, clean, read scrolls, talk to mama some more, and more chores.
"Still afraid of the silence, huh?"
She'd nod, and they'd let the conversation sit between them. This would be the part when one of them confesses to the other.
"I think he just misses her."
"We all do, Sarada." He wasn't wrong. In the haze of the morning, she'd still sometimes to open the door and rush her into her routines, just so she won't be late, but her father bears a heavier cross.
She shakes her head, "I think he regrets it. Not saying that he loved her with words. before she…."
"Sakura knew," he replies without any hesitation.
"I don't think it matters that mama knew. I think he still aches about how she was always the one to say it for the both of them."
"That bastard was always a coward." She didn't approve of this, she still held a torch for the only man in her life, but he let him continue.
"He's terrified that if he said it out loud, she'll be taken away from him too." Like his parents, his brother, everyone he ever loved.
"Now, she's still gone, and he's missed his chance," she finishes for him.
The blonde nods. There was a beat before the blonde was Hokage-sama again and briefs you on your short mission.
"Papa, I'm home!"
"Hn. Welcome back. Dinner's ready so go wash up."
She indulges him like this, talking about her day, asking questions so he doesn't feel the weight of the looming fact that it's just the two of them now, devoid of doting, nagging pinks and red in their life.
The conversations grew thin, and words were few and far now when she finds her courage, disliking the stillness.
"Papa, what did you love most about mama?"
He hummed and she knows he's reminiscing. It's so easy to fall into it,
"Sakura…" He lets mama's name slip from his lips, so gently and nostalgic.
"She gave me the reason to continue living."
He looked at her then and saw the tremendous love and affection he had for her. How even before she knew what it meant, she knew they were connected because of her. She recognizes why mama never needed words, never asked for it when papa's feelings are tangible enough to touch.
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Sakura feels the indentation on her side, void of the warmth she recently grew accustomed to. Her jade eyes reorient her under the canopy of foliage and clouds and stars. He's probably on some branch with eyes worlds away, running his mind empty until sleep or daylight claims him.
She finds Sasuke easily. A lone figure rested against a trunk. She considers nagging him about making himself too visible for a wandering bandit, but that could come later.
Much later after this insomniac crisis that took him away from her side.
It's his stance, a raised knee to his chest, a wistful stare at the full moon, guarded and vulnerable at the same time.
He doesn't move or protest when she arrives. He simply accepts her in his orbit, and she grants him the companion of silence.
"It's the day he died," Sasuke says after a while. His hand opens and closes like a child. "The day I ki-"
"The day he died," Sakura repeats with finality. "And tonight, you remember him."
She treads slowly on the invisible line. Sometimes, he pulls her in. Other times, she's outside looking in.
But his shoulders are heavy for sins not of his own, sins of the dead and long gone, and in those moments, Sakura reminds him there is still the weight of life to carry.
(Soon, his shoulders will be home to a child's pair of legs. She'll call him unicorn, seldom papa, and this is life, still life.)
She watches him make the same hand movements. Open and close. Fingers clutching a kunai. A chidori. She looks at her own hands and her mind compels her to form a shape.
In the drapery of twilight, her fingers reach out and poke his forehead. Itachi's first and final gesture of love. It will still be love, will now be home and hope and countless see-you-soons.
Sasuke's stare turns to Sakura, as if seeing her for the first time, and he soaks her in. Dew drizzled and cold, she drowns in him.
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The One That Got Away
It’s been over two years since he stepped foot inside of the village hidden in the leaves. Finally ready to return following his journey of redemption, the spring sun shines high and cherry blossom petals float by with the wind while Sasuke walks through the gates a different man than when he left, one who’s atoned for his sins and is open to receiving Sakura’s love wholeheartedly, coming home to her as he promised.
He walks into the hospital for an examination Kakashi says he needs in order to be reinstated as a Konoha shinobi, and of course she’s his doctor because Sakura is the only one he trusts enough to look at his eyes, let alone touch him. Her sweet voice rings in his ears as she welcomes him back, smiling so wide it reaches her beautiful bright green irises and makes his heart rapidly beat in his chest like it’s about to pop out at any given moment. Once she’s done Sasuke asks if she’s eaten recently or offers to take her out after her shift is over, where they can catch up and reacquaint themselves with one another.
Wondering what she thought of the letter he sent a few days ago, Sasuke hopes she still feels the same way about him and he isn’t too late, if she’s willing to give him a chance after all this time.
That’s how it should have been at least.
A few days have gone by already. Sasuke sits on the floor, knees pulled to his chest, of the apartment Kakashi rented for him until he finds a permanent place of residence, with the windows and curtains closed, lights turned off. Wanting nothing more than to be alone, he ignores all those who try to check in on him, aware he’ll inevitably lash out at anyone who tries to console him.
It had been an accident, so he heard. Kakashi gave her a solo mission to deliver a scroll to the Kazekage in which the leader of Sunag gave her another one to bring back. On her journey to Konoha she was ambushed by a group of notorious bandits, being at the wrong place at the wrong time as mentioned by Shizune. Using what was left of her strength she summoned Katsuyu, giving the scroll she had been assigned to bring to Konoha to the slug before fading away only seconds later.
According to Tsunade, it’s hard to say what got her first; the poison eating away at her chakra system or the blood loss. Either way, like a true warrior, she fought until her last breath.
There’s only one person who loved him unconditionally throughout everything he’s done, one who he wanted to become a better person for, one who he could have ever imagined himself being with and now that’s impossible because she’s gone.
Sasuke had lost many people in his life, but never did he imagine losing Sakura too.
With dark irises devoid of life he stares at the unopened letter in his hands, the same one he sent to her days before his return only to be given back by the Hokage after he told Sasuke of what happened, that contains his anticipation to pursue a relationship with her and unveils his deepest feelings for her. Sakura never read or even received it, gone a week before he’d even sent it. And perhaps that’s what hurts him the most right now, she never knew how much he truly loves her.
If he had sent his hawk a few days earlier then she’d know how much he cares for her and his plans to return. Had he come home sooner then maybe he could’ve joined her or the mission would’ve been given to someone else. More and more possibilities fill his mind of alternante outcomes had different choices been made, however none of them matter because she’s still gone.
It’s late into the night when he finally decides to get up. Sasuke doesn’t remember the rules he was given by Kakashi since his return, but he doesn’t particularly care at the moment. From the conversations he heard earlier on, the group of bandits who attacked Sakura tended to hang around a small town two-hours west of the village, and so that’s where he’s going.
Finding them wasn’t hard, not when they were all drinking and boasting about their recent success of terrorizing innocent people who passed by, even going on to laugh about how they took down that ‘pinked haired bitch’.
The next thing Sasuke knew there was a man, the one who made the comment and presumably the leader of the group, cowering in fear under the frightening gaze of his Sharingan and Rinnegan, with the rest of his group knocked unconscious. Taking this man’s life wouldn’t be difficult, it’s not like anyone would miss scum like him anyway, Sasuke would be doing the world a favor by getting rid of one more piece of filth. Despite the years that have passed he’s still an avenger at his core, in a way this is how he always grieves; with his parents, Itachi, and now Sakura.
Wanting to watch the earth crumble in the background, Sasuke raises his arm with the Chidori ready in his palm. He so desperately desires to go back into his old ways just this once, to quench his thirst for revenge and have the satisfaction of being the one who punishes all those who took her from him.
As if her arms warmly embrace him from behind like she’s keeping him from falling into darkness once again, forehead gently pressing against his back, and her trembling voice calling his name and pleading him to stop, causing the lightning jutsu fades away until it completely disappears. This single act would undo everything he’s done to improve himself, and in his heart of hearts Sasuke knows Sakura is against this. Justice without the unnecessary cause of more bloodshed is how she preferred to handle situations.
Sakura may be gone, but she’s tattooed herself into his soul forever. It’s for her alone he’s willing to stay on the right path, wanting to be the man she believed him to be in her final moments.
Instead he knocks out the leader and seals them all in order to bring them back to Konoha.
Dawn breaks across the village by the time he gets back, stopping by the T&I unit and tosses the scroll to Ibiki Morino without a word before heading to the Hokage tower. Sasuke isn’t surprised when Kakashi gives him an earful for disappearing in the middle of the night with no prior warning or reason, especially after everything his former teacher has done for him. When he’s finished his lecture the lone Uchiha discloses his plan to go on another journey, needing time and space to himself to properly lament Sakura’s passing. In truth Konoha is filled with too many memories and too many possibilities of a future that could have been, Sasuke doesn’t think he can live there contently.
Kakashi looks slightly taken aback, the boy only just returned and now he wants to leave so soon, but must understand his former student at the same time. He gives Sasuke an indefinite mission, one which would take him out of the village with little need for him to come back if he doesn’t wish, only needing to communicate through letters from time to time.
The offer comes as a shock to Sasuke, nonetheless he accepts, assuming it’ll be good for him to have a solid goal in mind and being able to protect the village from outside threats. It’s what she would’ve wanted for him too.
With what little of the belongings he owns packed up, Sasuke makes one stop before departing from the village, and it’s there where he spots Naruto. The blonde lifts the corners of his lips, telling him of how happy he is to finally see Sasuke here. Silence fills the air, both having their own unspoken conversations while staring down at the tombstone with Sakura’s name engraved across the top, flowers and presents from loved ones surrounding the grass floor.
Sasuke is the one who speaks first, informing Naruto of his decision to leave and the new assignment he’s been given. The dobe seems disappointed by his sudden announcement, but hides it under his empathetic grin, commenting about how they’ll need to spar should they cross paths again and asking for a promise to keep in touch. Sasuke can only nod in return. Giving him a last goodbye, Naruto leaves him to have some privacy with Sakura.
Sasuke hopes that in another life he and Sakura are happy, that he was able to keep all of his promises of protecting her and never hurting her again. A life where they fully love each other against all odds and ignorant of the judgment given by everyone around them. Maybe they travel the world together, start a life together, and build a family together.
His eyes burn with tears he hadn’t realized were there until they slip down his cheeks onto the ground, and for the first time since her passing Sasuke allows the bottle he’s been holding all of emotions, these last few days, to shatter. All of his regrets come out in choked sobs and labored breaths as he drops down to sit on the grass, unaware and uncaring of anyone who passes by. Sasuke stays there until he has nothing in his system, tear ducts running dry and throat left raw.
When he’s ready to leave, he takes the letter out of his pocket and places it among the rest of her offersings, having comfort with the knowledge that at least it’s with her now.
Pink flashes in front of his eyes and when Sasuke looks up she’s standing in front of him, mouth pulled into a sad smile; Sakura leans down to kiss the top of his head. However between his dry eyes and the wind, he blinks and then she’s gone, like she was never there to begin with. Gaze dropping to the letter, a cherry blossom petal blown from the nearby trees now sits atop the parchment almost as if it landed there intentionally.
In another life he and Sakura can be together blissfully, however in this reality she’ll always be the one that got away.
#sasusaku#sasuke uchiha#sakura haruno#sssnippetaday#sssnippet#naruto#blank period#kakashi hatake#angst
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Im jussst gonna go ahead and possst thisss little sssnippet now before my anxiety talksss me out of it
#the worm writes#new tag alert#alssso i jussst learned wormsss are reptilesss which is pretty cool#billie bust up#bbu au#puppet au au#another new tag i guessss#i love writing but i feel like it sssucksss and people wont like it
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Day 1: Passports #sasusaku #sssnippet #ssmonth22
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A crime that you didn’t tag it sssnippet - cod
Omg you're right his could I miss that opportunity
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Just making sure
The first time she heard him talking to her belly, they were resting in a clearing in the forest. She is almost sure that it is a trick of her half-asleep and dreamy mind. Because the moment her eyes open, he is looking at the sky as if nothing has happened. So she let it go.
The second time is his hand caressing her now apparently belly that wakes her up. Again she can't be sure what he said or even if he was saying something. Because too soon he realizes she is awake, it’s his slightly pink cheeks that denounce him as if he had been caught in his little secret moment.
The third time she caught him, she could finally hear clearly. He's definitely talking to the baby, in such an adorable way that she can now understand why he was embarrassed in the first place. His words are full of hope, love and pride. Even if he wasn't stroking her, his gentle tone would do it. Sasuke is so lost in his own moment, so focused on his task that he hasn't seen her eyes open yet. It’s only when he finishes his speech about their future as a united family that he looks at her face.
Knowing that he can no longer hide, he smirks when he says provoking her.
"You said she already could discern our voices, and since you keep babbling all day I was making sure she would know my voice as well."
#Gaa fics#sssnippetaday#sssnippet#pregnant sakura#sasusaku#sasusaku post war#sasusaku blank period#blank period#tenderness#fluff#uchiha family#family fluff
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Update to 'Daylight':
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He understood the language of her gestures, and he could only agree with her. The fruition of their child is what had brought them together, entwining his fate with hers, making their bond official. Their travels together whilst Sakura's stomach bloomed in pregnancy made their journey together all the more heavenly, despite the different tasks they were still occupied with at the time. Everything had fallen into place once they had legitimised their relationship, and it was only due to the news of a small bud - a flicker - that had made him come to his senses. Even under a starless sky, Sarada was the starlight that would always guide him home to Sakura.
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Till The End With You
“Uwaa Papa’s back, Papa’s back!” Sarada jumped from her seat running towards the front door before Sakura could get a hold of her to stop the little girl. Considering her hands were full with the other little bundle in her arms waking up at the noise. Or maybe he wanted to see Papa too like Sarada.
“Ah Sarada, what have I told you about running inside the house.” Especially as Sasuke hadn’t even set foot inside yet. She could hear the little squeal and her husband telling their daughter to be more careful but his voice was full of tenderness.
“I’m home,” Sasuke came through the living room with a small Sarada clinging to his leg grinning away.
“Welcome home.”
“Ah,” the two were then interrupted by a cry of their youngest as Sachihiro’s small hands reached out to Sasuke wanting his attention. “I’ll take him.”
“But you just got back.”
“I need to do my part in parenting too,” Sakura let out a small grateful smile as Sasuke beckoned Sarada to follow after him so he could tell her all his stories whilst he was travelling.
She adored her little family.
It seemed tonight they would all be sharing a bed as Sarada stated, since Papa was back this was his way of making it up to them. The two didn’t mind and it wasn’t long before Sarada fell asleep, her arm protecting Sachihiro. They let out little sighs and snores.
“They really missed you dear.”
“Ah,” he nodded thinking. Was this really their best option? “Do you regret anything?” His question took her off guard as to what he was implying.
“Regret what?”
“Living here, staying here with me… it might be easier to raise them in Konoha.” That way they would have plenty of people to keep an eye on them and babysit. And whilst that may be true she thought of her children first. This village was safe and small and easy for Sasuke to get to and back.
If they lived here instead of in Konoha, he could help raise and watch their children grow. What was there to regret?
“Of course not, I mean these two are a handful but if living here means they get to be with you. Then I couldn’t be happier.” And me as well, were words left unsaid but her husband knew. Besides, it wasn’t as though they never visited Konoha. They just had to be careful.
Sakura reached out her hand to take Sasuke’s.
“As long as we’re with you, that’s all that matters right?” Sarada let out another snore before turning, her little hand whacking against Sasuke's cheek in the process making Sakura giggle.
Almost as if she knew they were talking.
“We’ll stay with you till the end.”
#AU of Sasuke and Sakura living away from Konoha#this could have been canon#send me a made up fic title#this is for AbaddonRising#sssnippet#sssnippetaday#keith's snippets#sasuke uchiha x sakura haruno#sasusaku
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All the boys are huddled in one long table in their favorite bar, taking turns pouring sake in their glasses.
Naruto fumes. “I don’t get Hinata’s latest fixation on tomatoes. Every meal she consumes a bowl of it. Now she’s planning to get Hima to eat some.”
“Hmm. Ino has also been cooking a lot of tomato-based dishes this week,” Sai recounts as he chugs down his glass and resumes sketching.
Shikamaru takes a long drag of his smoke and raises a brow. “Temari doesn’t like tomatoes at all….but she’s eating one every morning. Raw.” And his face grimaces in agony.
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“She’s holed up again in her room with her medical scrolls, isn’t she?” Tenten asks Sasuke as she saunters in their living room with a basket of cherry tomatoes in each hand. “So we get 3 kgs each okay? And you get 4.”
Ino takes one basket away from Sasuke’s reach. “But first, give us another recipe.”
“You know eating raw ones is enough, right?” Sasuke sighs, but he sits down on the couch amid the girls and relents. “But okay, here’s a basil tomato mix you can use for salad and bread.”
Hinata and Temari take out their notepads and write down his instructions.
“And sunscreen. Apply it every day,” Sasuke adds. “I apply it to Sakura’s face after her shower.” And he mimics the motion with his fingers.
Ino slaps him on his only arm. “Keep it rated PG! So okay, toner, moisturizer, sunscreen. When does the serum come in?”
“What’s this all about again?” Boruto asks Sarada on the dining table.
“Oh, Papa’s teaching them his skincare routine.”
#sssnippet#sasusaku#uchiha sasuke#uchiha sakura#haruno sakura#sasuke#sakura#naruto#tenten#temari#hinata#ino#sasuke teaches his skincare routine#lol
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Day 3: Shared Apartment #sasusaku #sssnippet #ssmonth22
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Juubisuke
There was something irking him, something that didn’t sit right. Perhaps because it was the memories and feelings of what the real Uchiha Sasuke was feeling. But even then, this shouldn’t be happening. He was his clone sure but should be without emotion.
These memoires, these bonds… they shouldn’t matter to him.
“Where are you going?” Matsuri asked.
“Out,” he didn’t elaborate, and knew none of them would try to stop him.
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It was late by the time he got to Konoha, probably for the better. Despite never setting a foot inside the village his feet dragged him to an all too familiar setting. As if he’s been here countless times. He can picture the scene, of Sasuke’s wife welcoming him home with a light blush on her cheeks, the Uchiha certainly notices every small detail. And Sasuke’s daughter, his target, grinning away asking if they could train the next day.
The lights were on, and door unlocked, most likely Sarada wasn’t home.
“About time you got back. What time do you call this?” Sakura halted seeing the strange man before her. A man that certainly wasn’t her daughter.
“Wait your not-” At first glance Sakura’s heart skipped a beat, this man looked so much like Sasuke, but it was clear he was not, and she feared for the reason why. Sakura knew Sasuke went ‘rouge’ again for their daughter’s sake. There was so much she didn’t understand but she trusts Sarada.
However, with the enemy here did that mean something happened.
Was he there to kill her?
“Hidari,” at the questioning look he repeated. “My name is Hidari.”
“Right…” At least that was a bit of useful information. This Sakura wasn’t the usual one he could see in Sasuke’s memories but that was to be expected. Yet something churned in his stomach, a feeling he couldn’t quite place and felt disturbed about. He had hoped coming here would solve everything and quench his curiosity but now he had more questions. And the look of uneasiness and trust she was sending didn’t help either.
She was a strong kunoichi, that much he was aware of so had to be cautious.
“Why are you always on his mind?” She remained silent.
“I see you, you and your daughter. He’s always thinking about you non-stop. I don’t understand why.” What was there for him to understand? Hidari wasn’t human and would never be able to understand the complicated emotions of Sasuke.
Yet the word of what he was feeling was on the tip of his tongue, something even Sasuke had experience.
Did you give me this ring to scare off other guys?
Jealousy? Could that be it?
“I don’t know who you are or what you’re talking about. But if you think I’m going to let you lay a hand on my daughter your mistaken.” Sakura cracked her knuckles smirking, whatever his plan was she wouldn’t let him get away.
Our daughter. His mind wanted to say. No this was Sasuke’s daughter, yet he still couldn’t help but be amused. It was no wonder the Uchiha had such an interest in her.
Hidari will take her with him, he’ll convince them that cloning her will make it easier to target Uchiha Sarada. And then if they cloned her, perhaps having his own ‘family’ will get rid of this jealousy.
#juubisuke#aaaah my first snippet/writing for 2024#wanted to expand on an idea I had as a drabble#sasusaku#sssnippet#sssnippetaday#keith's snippets
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