Headcanon: “Sasuke Uchiha Jealous? No way.”
A/N: Wherein dinner between friends end up with a game of Truth or Dare, aided by a bottle of Sake.
Sakura let out a sigh of relief as she finally reached her office. Three surgeries within the day, plus hospital rounds! She was beat.
She reported for hospital duty at 5 AM and now, if the sky were any indication, she guessed it would be sundown soon.
As she closed her door, she realized there was someone in her office. She recognized him right away.
“Anata,” she said softly. Just seeing him made her feel a whole lot better. Sasuke stood up to greet her, it took no more than three strides for him to get to her.
Almost instinctually, Sakura wrapped her arms around his torso. With his one hand, Sasuke returns his wife’s embrace, pulling her close to his chest.
“When did you arrive? It’s a shame, you just missed Sarada, she was assigned on a mission.”
“Ah. I heard. I’ll still be here when she gets back,” Sasuke said, leading his wife to the couch she had in her office.
He had noticed how depleted of energy she was the moment she entered the office. He knew his wife would just give him an earful if he told her to stop working too hard, so he did the next best thing: subtly get her to rest.
“Oh? How long can you stay?” Sakura asked. She was leaning on his shoulder as she drew circles on the palm of his hand.
“4 days. 5 at most,” he said. He leaned his head on hers. She smelled like strawberries and isopropyl alcohol, a smell Sasuke has come to love because well, it was Sakura.
They sat there in silence, just being with each other was enough. They felt at ease, content.
“Sakura, the dobe told me something about a dinner tonight,” Sasuke said. His wife was about to drift into sleep but he didn’t want her to skip her meals, tired as she was.
Sakura’s eyes suddenly popped open and she jumped in panic. “WAIT— isn’t the dinner on the 13th?”
“It is the 13th today,” Sasuke said, his eyebrows furrowed.
“No, that can’t be? I’m certain today still has to be the 12th,” Sakura goes over to her table, which was cluttered with paperwork.
She still had to tackle a tower’s worth. She grabbed the file, the most recent, on top and read the date on it.
“Shannaro...!” Sakura exclaimed weakly. She thought it was an extra long day at the hospital, turns out she’d been here for two days.
Sakura plopped back onto the couch, not even bothering to prop herself up properly. She felt disoriented.
“Sakura, don’t tell me you’ve been here for days and didn’t even know it,” Sasuke said in an icy voice.
Sakura gulped and scratched her head sheepishly. “Want me to make you your favorite tomato soup later?” Sakura said with a grin, attempting to deflect her husband’s reprimanding glare.
Sasuke shook his head at his wife’s attempt. “You’re annoying,” he said, but a small smile escapes.
Sakura couldn’t help but giggle. “Shall we, Anata?” Sakura said, standing up and holding her hand out.
Sasuke takes her hand. “Ah.”
“No.” Sasuke was watching his wife make bad decisions.
Sakura groaned in annoyance. She and Sasuke stopped over at the supermarket to buy something for the dinner, which was going to be at Sai and Ino’s home.
Sakura thought it would be a good idea to bring sake.
“Aw, c’mon, Anata. I bet the rest already bought meat and whatever else for the potluck. We’ll need drinks.”
“Last time there was Sake, you and Naruto took turns puking on me,” Sasuke said with no fondness of the memory.
“That Baka Naruto thought he could beat me in a drinking contest! I had to fight for my honor, Anata!” Sakura said, but slightly blushing because she didn’t realize Sasuke remembered — but of course he did.
Naruto thought it would be a good idea to have a Team 7 reunion. It ended up with Kakashi bailing when Naruto was puking into a water fountain and Sakura passed out on the ground, on the small crater she accidentally made when she tried to save herself mid-fall. Sasuke was left to babysit the usuratonkachi and his darling, drunk wife — who told him “I can hold a drink, I’m not weak!”
“No.” Sasuke said with finality. Sakura pouted but Sasuke didn’t let her have her way. When her back was turned, Sasuke let out a little smile.
They ended up buying meat.
Sasuke and Sakura got to their home around 6:40 PM, the dinner was not for another 50 minutes or so; they still had time to bathe and get changed. Sakura showered first.
Sasuke thought his wife would be ready by the time he got out of the shower but when he does, he’s greeted by the sight of his wife, sitting on the foot of their bed, snoring.
She was clutching onto two dresses, still on their hangers: the first was white with cherry print, and the second a plain navy blue.
Sasuke couldn’t help but snort. His wife always insisted that “I don’t snore, Sasuke-kun. Shut up!” Sasuke used to have a hard time sleeping because of her snoring but now he’s quite fond of it, it made him feel easy, it was a way to know she was there. He still teased her for it though.
“Sakura,” Sasuke gently prodded, poking her forehead. Sakura opened her eyes slowly and immediately turned red in the face.
“Why are you so close!” She jumped back in shock. Sasuke’s face was only an inch away from hers. She knew it was so stupid for her to shy away from her husband but she still very much had a crush on him.
Sasuke rolled his eyes, quite amused. He gently pats her head and says, “navy blue,” as he walks out of their bedroom.
“Shannaro! You’re so annoying!” Sakura throws her shower slipper at his retreating back. Sasuke smiles to himself. Sakura was so fun to tease.
Sakura was left in their room, her face heating up to what seemed to be a thousand degrees.
Sakura walks out their bedroom and Sasuke’s eyes are immediately drawn to her. The dress fell gracefully on her curves, the dress stopping just a little above her knees. She was also wearing the necklace Sasuke got her; a dainty little thing, an Uchiha fan pendant.
His wife looked gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. Sasuke looked away, feeling a little embarrassed that he was staring a little too intently.
Sakura couldn’t help contain her smile. Her husband looked so handsome in his black button down. He could make such simple clothing look magnificent. She went over to him and gently combed her fingers through his hair to fix it. It was sticking out a little, reminding her of his porcupine hairstyle back in the day. Her heart swelled with nostalgia.
“Ready now?” She asked. “I wasn’t the one snoring,” Sasuke said with a smirk. Sakura’s smile turned into a pokerface. She knew it wasn’t something Sasuke would lie about be she swears, she doesn’t snore!
While Sakura went over the checklist in her head, Sasuke was already by their doorway, wearing his footwear.
“All appliances turned off, stove is turned off, all faucets closed properly, the meat, house keys, wait where are the house keys?” She thought out loud.
She went back into the bedroom and found them on their dresser. This is when Sasuke noticed something about her dress. His eyes widened a fraction. He didn’t realize the dress had been backless.
“Got them!” Sakura exclaimed, ready to go. “What about your coat?” Sasuke asked. He felt himself grow a little overprotective and this annoyed him. But outwardly, he looked like his normal expressionless face.
“It’s a short travel. It’s fine,” Sakura said, not noticing what Sasuke actually meant.
“Ah,” was all Sasuke could say. It was logical, he pushed his overbearing thoughts aside. He did choose the dress after all.
The walk to Ino and Sai’s, even if it was only 20 minutes away, felt long to Sasuke. They had taken a shortcut, through the town square. So naturally, there were lots of people.
A lot of them recognized the pair, Sakura would greet them back and Sasuke would just nod in recognition. Sakura noticed the slight shift in her husband’s mood — she guessed it was because he wasn’t a fan of crowded place. She didn’t think much of it.
Sasuke noticed men were gawking at his wife. Sakura, enveloped in conversation, didn’t notice this.
Sasuke didn’t know if these men were openly doing it or they were just doing a poor job at hiding it.
Suffice to say, this put Sasuke in an off-putting mood. Sasuke moved from walking beside his wife to walking in front of her. Without realizing it, Sasuke had begun glaring at the men, who immediately avertered their sights in fear of the Uchiha patriarch.
Sakura noticed that Sasuke was walking ahead of her now. He always did walk too damn fast for her, much to her annoyance. He was 6 foot 2 and she was a mere 5 foot 4. Sakura took this as Sasuke getting impatient with their pace.
“Anata,” she whined in a small voice, he caught this. One look at her and Sasuke knew. She’s always complained about him walking too fast, “little legs here!” It was one of their squabbles back when they were traveling together.
Sasuke wordlessly went back to his place, by her side. What was the point of backless clothing anyway? It serves no purpose. Stupid, he complained in his head.
“Sakura-chan! Sasuke!” Naruto drawled as he watched his two best friends enter the house.
Naruto went in to hug them but only Sakura returned it, Sasuke stepped out of the hug in his lightning speed fashion. Sakura couldn’t help but laugh.
“Hi, Hinata! How’s Hima?” Hinata had brought Himawari to Sakura a few days ago because she had a fever.
Sasuke took the available seat which was next to Naruto, who already began to talk his ear off. Sasuke sighed.
“She’s doing better now. I think Naruto and Boruto annoyed her into feeling better!” Hinata chuckles.
“Forehead! I haven’t seen you in forever. I thought you wouldn’t ever leave your hospital cave!” Ino went in for a hug, with Sai tailing behind her.
“Wow, you don’t look ugly today, ugly,” Sai says, this earns him a punch from Sakura.
Sasuke used to be displeased whenever Sai called Sakura ugly. But he’s come to realize it was just banter between two friends now. If he didn’t know about Sakura and Sai’s friendship dynamic, Sasuke would have been livid over anyone disrespecting his wife.
“Sasuke-kun! When did you get back?” Ino asked in excitement. It was always a treat to have Sasuke over at one of their gatherings since it was quite rare.
“Hey, what about me!” Naruto complained, pointing at himself. Ino waved him off.
“Nevermind you, I’m so sick of your face!” Everyone, except Sasuke who just gave an amused smirk, at the table bursts into laughter. Because he was Hokage, Naruto’s face was everywhere.
Temari and Shikamaru enter the home.
“Sorry, we’re late. Some people are such a drag,” Temari says sarcastically. Giving her husband a dirty look.
Shikamaru smiles sheepishly. He got carried away with a game of Shogi with Shikadai. Mendokusē, he thinks. “Hi, everyone,” he greets.
(They began catching up and chattering about. This is when Kiba arrives with Shino.)
“We got the goods!” Kiba yells, raising up a case-full of bottles of sake.
“I tried my best to stop this. My apologies,” Shino says.
Naruto, Sakura, Temari, and Ino clap animatedly. The rest, not that excited for what was to come.
They still had a bit of food left, which no one was surprised of. Choji couldn’t come so they were bound to have extra food.
“I apologize, I have to head out first. I have an early class to teach tomorrow,” Shino said.
“Stay for a little while, Shino! We rarely get together like this,” Naruto said, but also aware he had a ton of work to do at the Hokage’s office.
Shikamaru chuckles because he’s just read Naruto’s mind. There was more paper in Naruto’s office than actual furniture. The adult life was really something.
“Honestly, when it’s past 9, I already get sleepy,” Shino shyly admitted.
“Oh boy, we’re getting old,” Temari says, amused. She could relate.
“Not me! I’m still so youthful!” Naruto exclaimed, still the only one chowing down on the food. Hinata stared at him adoringly, Sasuke and Sakura shook their head. He was still such a messy eater.
“Can’t believe this idiot is the Hokage,” Sakura and Sasuke thought in unison, they look at each other as if to see if they were thinking the same, and one look from each other and they knew. Sakura giggles and Sasuke hides his smile as he drinks water from his cup. Ino notices this exchange.
“You guys are so cute!” Ino expresses in glee. Sakura blushes and Sasuke pretends not to hear.
“Don’t leave, Shino! I’ll be outnumbered by the couples!”
Shino looked at Kiba blankly. “You already are. They came in pairs, you are single. Akamaru doesn’t count.”
“That’s because you don’t get sleep, Naruto,” Shikamaru chimes in.
“That’s because I don’t need it. Sleep is for the weak ‘ttebayo!” Naruto shouts with pride. He flings his chopsticks in the air as he does this, this causes grains of rice to fly.
“Naruto-kun!” Hinata scolds, Naruto realizes the mess he’s made and sheepishly apologizes. “Sorry, dear! Hehe.”
“Why are you apologizing to her? I’m the one who’s gonna have to clean up,” Sai deadpanned. This earns a collective laughter.
“You’ve trained him well, Ino!” Temari howled in laughter.
“Hey, I help around the house, too,” Shikamaru piped in. Temari rolled her eyes at her husband playfully.
“What can I say? He’s helpful and cute,” Ino said, patting Sai on the cheek affectionately. This makes Sai smile.
The rest of them made puking noises. “Should we leave?” Kiba asked jokingly.
“Let’s play a game!” Kiba says, hauling the case of sake onto the table.
The lot of them beamed in excitement, except Hinata, Sasuke, and Shikamaru.
Temari rolls her sleeves up her elbows and Shikamaru visibly gulps. “Mendokusē. I already foresee the disaster,” Shikamaru said, scratching his head. Sasuke and Hinata shared Shikamaru’s sentiments. They didn’t need their kekkei genkai to see this was indeed going to be disastrous.
“Let’s get this party started dattebayo!” Naruto claps excitedly. He produced shadow clones to help set the dishes aside.
“If you puke on the floors, I will personally use you as a mop to clean it up,” Sai told Naruto with a smile. Ino bursts into laughter, she knew well enough that Sai was serious — they just had their floors done and Sai was borderline obsessed with keeping them spotless.
“Me? Puke? As if. I can take my drink, unlike some people,” Naruto said the last bit in a whisper.
“Excuse me, what was that?” Sakura piped in, feeling her competitive side pique.
“Don’t provoke her, idiot,” Sasuke said. He still remembered the shock he felt when he found out Sakura accidentally reduced their home into rubble.
“You’re so biased, Sasuke!” Naruto exclaimed, childishly.
“It’s just facts, Naruto-kun. I can take a drink better than you,” Sakura said with a confident smile.
“It’s true. Women can take alcohol better,” Ino piped in and the rest of the kunoichi agreed.
“Ohoy! Is that a challenge?” Naruto exclaimed. “That’s just not concrete fact,” Shikamaru added.
“So I suppose we have to see. You ladies vs us men?” Sai said
“Let’s go!” Naruto cheered.
“This’ll be easy,” Sakura said, cracking her knuckles. She went over to the other side of the table, along with Hinata. They switched places with Shikamaru and Sai.
Naruto noticed Sasuke didn’t show any indication that he was up for the game — which by all honesty, wasn’t out of character.
“Hey, Sasuke. C’mon!” Sasuke looked at him and shrugged, “my wife’s not weak.”
Sure, Sakura could get into such a drunken state but Sasuke knew she was much tolerant to alcohol than Naruto.
Sasuke’s comment earned hollers from the men and gushing from the women, Sakura looked down at the table, blushing at her husband’s compliment.
(28 bottles of sake later...)
Only Sasuke, Shikamaru, and Hinata were sober. Sakura was walking the fine line of being drunk & being tipsy. The rest were outright drunk.
Naruto found his way over to Hinata, plopping himself beside her. He then began poking her cheek. “Hinata-chaaaan,” he drawled.
“What?” She asked her clearly drunk husband. “Hi!” At first Hinata found it cute, but at the 11th time he did it, she smacked him off the bench they were sitting on.
Shino and Kiba somehow thought it would be a good idea to play Tag. They ran to the Yamanakas’ backyard with loud chuckles. The both of them couldn’t agree on who would be ‘it’. In the end, they decided they’d let there shadows chase them. It made no sense but in a drunken thinkinf, it was the best idea ever.
Sai decided to play some music on “Karaoke!” He yelled, he was now standing on top of the table. Sai, Ino, and Temari began singing their lungs out and swaying to the music.
“You sound so good!” Temari told Ino, who then replied, “You do, too!” the kunoichis then high fived.
But in reality: Temari was out of tune and Ino was out of sync. Sai, dancing on the table didn’t match the song’s rhythm one bit.
Sakura was the only one who was still drinking. She chugged two whole bottles all by herself and then some. She was currently finishing up the 29th bottle they had.
“Shannaro! How can you guys be such weakshits!” She giggled, raising the bottle in the air like it was a trophy. Sasuke decided it was nearly her drinking limit — if her pink cheeks were any indication.
Swiftly and quietly as he could, he took the last bottle of sake and hid it. At this point, he’s moved seats and is now sitting next to his wife.
He was holding her head up because it would lull back and forth, ever so slightly, every now and then. Her exhaustion plus alcohol intake taking its toll.
“A-anata. Where’s the last bottle? I’m going to win this!” Sakura hiccuped, now resting her head on her husband’s shoulder.
“It’s gone,” Sasuke said, he technically wasn’t lying. Sasuke was a little relieved that Sakura still had some of bearings, she was still aware of her surroundings.
“Oy! You kids come back here,” Shikamaru yelled at Shino and Kiba. Who to his surprise, listened, he guessed following orders was basically a reflex action for ninjas.
The rest of the drunk people followed suit. When Kiba reached the table, he eyed the bottle that was in Sakura’s hand, thinking it still had some contents in it.
“Awww,” Kiba whined when he realized Sakura had emptied it.
Sakura sees Kiba’s sad expression. “Don’f be sad!” She stands up, and gets dizzy by the suddeness. Both Sasuke and Kiba hold her to keep her from falling. Sasuke gets a tad annoyed. He can take care of his own wife.
“Don’t be sad! C’mon let’s dance!” Sakura told Kiba. Sakura was naturally compassionate person and it heightened whenever she had alcohol in her. She could see a dog in the rain and she’d cry for a straight hour.
Sakura takes hold of Kiba’s hand and they join Sai. Kiba forgets about the sake and gets lost in the frenzy of the music.
Sasuke notices all of this, his annoyance growing. He watched as Kiba and Sai put their arms around Sakura as the three of them jumped in glee to the music.
He was pleased that Sakura was enjoying himself but Kiba and Sai could enjoy themselves, at least a feet away from Sakura, too, he thought to himself.
“You lot settle down, come back to the table,” Hinata said gently, the three of them obediently followed.
When Sakura came back to sit next to him, he tugs at her hand from under the table, inconspicuosly pulling her closer to him.
“Truth or dare! We have empty bottles to spin now!” Kiba exclaimed, taking one from the pile that’s accumulated from the floor.
“Yes, twenty-nine to be exact,” Shino said, counting the bottles, swaying at his step.
“Sasuke-kun! See? Missing one!” Sakura whined.
“Shh, that’s enough,” Sasuke whispered in her ear. Sakura pouted and rested her head back on her husband’s shoulder.
Kiba spun the bottle and it landed on Temari.
“Dare!” Temari slams the table and stands up as she yells this.
“I dare you to tell us the most embarrassing memory you have with Shikamaru!” Kiba chuckles
“Oy!” Shikamaru complained, his wife was incredibly blunt when intoxicated. He tugs at her sleeve to get her to sit back down. She ends up sitting on his lap, she was too drunk to feel embarrassed about it.
“This idiot brought me to a hotel for what I thought was our first date! I thought he was some kinda pimp! Turns out he was asking me to help choose a gift for your wedding!” Temari says with a laugh, pointing at Naruto and Hinata.
Naruto was half passed out cold, resting his head on Hinata’s shoulder, his mouth wide open, drooling. Hinata laughs, mainly because Shikamaru has turned three shades of red.
“Mendokusē,” he groans. “Pimp!” Temari teases him.
Temari spins the bottle with such force that it teeters off the table. Shino retrieves another bottle. “Good thing we have a lot of spare.”
This time the bottle lands on Sakura. “Dare!” She says with energy but her heavy eyes say otherwise
“Was there a time you got horribly jealous?” Ino asked, her arm around Sai, who was still animatedly dancing in his seat.
Sakura chuckles and hides her face in Sasuke’s shoulder.
He smells so nice, Sakura thought. Sasuke didn’t show it but he wanted to hear her answer.
“Well, when we were traveling, there was this inn keeper who openly flirted with Sasuke,” Sakura said, wearing a bitter smile on her lips.
Sasuke didn’t recall any inn keeper. He looks down at his wife with raised eyebrows.
“She asked you out for dinner while I was right beside you, Sasuke-kun!” Sakura exclaimed.
“You can be so dense sometimes, Anata. Good thing you’re so cute,” Sakura giggles, pinching Sasuke’s cheeks.
“Woah!” The group was so shocked at the scene before them.
Sasuke Uchiha, one of the deadliest ninjas in the world was just called... cute and had his cheeks pinched... and he let it happen.
Even Naruto sobered up a little due to shock.
Sasuke was paralyzed, his face heating up. To make matters worse, Sakura gives him a smack right on the lips.
“Cutie Sasuke-kuuuuun!” Drunk Sakura drawled. Very unaware of the fact that her husband’s turned into the very shade of a tomato.
“I really am drunk, did that actually happen dattebayo?” Naruto asked, looking around if anything he was seeing was actually real.
Luckily for Sasuke, Kiba pukes at that moment — diverting the attention.
“NO!” Sai leaps to his feet.
From there, the dinner took an official close. “Don’t worry, they’re all too drunk to remember this,” Shikamaru told Sasuke who was looking at his smiling albeit drunk wife with a facepalm.
Hinata made a zipping motion across her lips, indicating, what happened would be kept secret. Sasuke nodded in thanks.
“What about you, Sasuke-kun? Do you ever get jealous?” Ino asks, face on the table, clearly dizzy.
Before Sasuke could formulate an answer, Sakura beats him to it. “Sasuke Uchiha jealous? No way!”
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