#ssm20d23

[felinawari]

Day 23: Something Beautiful #ssm20 #ssm20d23

If you like my work please support me on Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/felinawari

[sgrayonderii]

postscript

SSM20 prompt #23: Something beautiful

Sarada makes a few observations about her parents. (Rated K)

(Kind of companion piece to this and this.)

She doesn’t remember much of Papa.

The village is convinced he is somewhere between a vagabond and a menace. The Seventh can’t decide whether to praise or insult him. But Mama makes him out to be a big softie, a gentle man whose heart is as vast as the ocean. 

And when Sarada reunites with her father again, she can’t help but feel hurt. 

Sasuke Uchiha is a man on a mission. Unflinching in the throws of danger. Unconcerned with his missing wife and the rumors of his supposed infidelity. Willing to do anything to get results. His no-nonsense, cold attitude makes her heart clench. 

It angers her.

After all it is one thing to forget his child’s face, but another to forget his wife. Even though it hurts to think that she mattered very little, Sasuke Uchiha hasn’t seen his daughter in years so the logical part of her understands if he cannot place the girl she is now with the small child he left behind. 

Sarada decides forgetting his wife is much more unforgivable. Mama still speaks of her estranged husband with so much affection whereas his own were supposedly subjective at best. Her mama shouldn’t be kept waiting for a man who would never return. 

It is as if leaving never affected him. As if in the grand scheme of things, his little family barely registered. 

Yet, when Sarada watches her father gently help her mama up after her battle, her clenches for a different reason. 

---

Upon her father’s return, there is noticeable change to her mama. 

Suddenly there is a bit more spring in her step. Mama smiles more readily. Her laugh is a bit more carefree. 

Mama flutters around. Always blushing, always flustered, and spoiling her husband rotten. She gets tongue-tied when her husband addresses her softly and glows with a faint radiance when he clasps her hand. 

To be honest, Sarada thinks it is kind of cute how her mother is still acting like a maiden in love rather than a woman who had been married for years. As if everyday her mama is falling in love all over again. 

Although Sarada does not know her father as well as she would have liked, there is an obvious difference in his behavior at home compared to the man she met on the road. 

He is still just as aloof and just as reserved, but a bit more relaxed. He lets mama lean on his shoulder and brushes the hair out her face and dotes on her mother quietly. Her father even listens with rapt attention as her mama chatters away about this and that and gossip he has no interest in. 

Her papa is much softer when he is with her mother. And Sarada can see just how much Mama means to him.

At that moment Sarada does not want her papa to leave again. 

There is just something beautiful about her parent’s relationship. How despite distance and time and everything in between, their love never wavers. 

And it angers her that her mama and her papa have to be satisfied only with these small moments.

Yet in these stolen moments, where her papa and her mama sit side by side and the world around them melts away, her heart clenches. 

She cannot help but smile. 

--- 

It turns out, no one in the Uchiha household is a morning person. 

When Sarada shuffles into the kitchen much too early to be humanly awake, she is surprised to find her father equally as bleary-eyed already in the kitchen. 

He is standing in front of the coffee pot, glaring at the machine as if personally offended by the contraption. When the bubbling stops, he pulls a thermos out of the cupboard and empties the entire pot.

Sarada watches as he adds cream and an unhealthy amount of sugar. Her papa takes a small sip and before screwing on the lid. She isn’t sure if it’s because it’s too early or just a trick of light but Papa winces in disgust 

Papa then moves to the rice cooker and begins to make packed lunches.

Mama comes stumbling a few minutes later. “Oh my gosh, I’m so late!” She scrambles to find her ID badge and stethoscope.

“I’ll see you two later!” Her Mama kisses her forehead and pecks her husband’s cheek before rushing to the door. 

Papa catches her at the entryway as she is on her way out. He hands her a piece of toast, the bento he had just finished making, and the thermos on the counter. 

Her mama’s cheeks flush and she stutters a quiet thank you. Papa wishes her a nice day and ushers her out the door. 

When Papa returns to the kitchen, he finds Sarada is sitting at the table smiling coyly. 

“What.”

“Oh nothing Papa.” His reddening ears only make her smile wider.

A/N: I’ve been experiencing a bit of writer’s block so this one wasn’t as polished as I would have liked. Happy SSM20! Stay safe and thank you for reading!

[sofya-fanfics]

Something Beautiful

My Sasusaku Month contribution for the prompt : Something Beautiful.

I’m sorry for the mistakes, English is not my mother tongue. I hope you like it.

Summary : Sasuke was against the headboard, while Sakura was in the bathroom. They had taken a hotel room for the night. Sakura was eight months pregnant, traveling was difficult for her.

Disclaimer : Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

@ssmonth

Sasuke was against the headboard, while Sakura was in the bathroom. They had taken a hotel room for the night. Sakura was eight months pregnant, traveling was difficult for her and as soon as they could they took a hotel room. Even if Sakura told him she was okay, Sasuke refused to listen to her and always made sure they did not spend the night in the tent. They were still far from Konoha and he hoped they could come back to the village before the birth of their child.

Sakura walked out of the bathroom, wearing a tank top and shorts, which she found most comfortable for sleeping. Sasuke looked at her. He found her so beautiful. He had always found her beautiful, even when they were at the academy. But the pregnancy made her radiant. His gaze fell on her stomach and he smiled. Seeing her like this made the fact that they will have a child even more real. He had never seen anything so beautiful than her belly becoming round as their child grew. Sakura looked at him.

‘Why are you looking at me like that ?’ She asked.

‘Because you are very beautiful.’

Sakura blushed. He always had that effect on her when he said that sort of thing.

‘Right now, I don't feel beautiful.’

She joined him in the bed and they lay down. She tried to find the most comfortable position she could. Sasuke put his hand on her stomach and stroked it.

‘I love you,’ he said. ‘I love you both.’

Sakura kissed him.

‘We love you too.’

They kissed again and Sasuke felt the baby kick. He smiled, like every time he felt it. They both fell asleep, a refreshing sleep, before taking to the road to Konoha the next day.

The end

[xlalalandx]

Day 23: Something Beautiful - ssmonth

Sasusaku fanart by my sister :) - 美しいもの

[kotokoharuno]

Día 23 algo hermoso, la sonrisa del husbando obvio

[laine-o]

‪SasuSaku Month Day 23: Something Beautiful‬ ‪AKA Sakura pregnant with their beautiful child 😊‬ ‪Happy Birthday Sasuke - you deserve the world, to be with Sakura and Sarada, your beautiful family!!! 🌸🍅❤️‬

[reviee]

prompt: ssm20d23/something beautiful note: hbd dear sasuke. for you, non-massacre au (kind of a sequel to this)

“ah, look, he’s blushing!”

sasuke scowls at shisui, “fuck off,” he tells him, “what are you even doing here.”

still looking rather pleased with himself, shisui laughs innocently and says, “i thought we were all walking to the meeting together.”

“you don’t have to walk with us,” sasuke shakes his head, but he sees itachi’s face and decides to leave shisui alone, for now.

sakura’s voice cuts in, “how do i look, sasuke-kun?”

he turns to look at her, and the blush that shisui had made a remark about deepens when he sees sakura fluttering her eyes at him. she is dressed in the new custom-made attire that he had ordered for her, especially for her first clan meeting, where he will announce that she will be his bride. 

he knows that it may cause an uproar, that he is not marrying a fellow uchiha as itachi had, but he has long ago resolved that he would marry haruno sakura no matter what.

she turns, and he can’t help but smile when he sees the uchiwa fan blazoned across the back.

“you look...ah,” he tries not to stutter, and ignores shisui’s loud snickering “...good,” he finishes lamely. 

sakura grins wholeheartedly, while izumi laughs and shisui yells that he sucks. she takes sasuke’s hand amid the chaos and murmurs a soft, “thank you.”

when they finally leave the house, itachi falls into step with him. he is surprised, because izumi is eight months pregnant and itachi has been glued to her side, anxious and doting this whole time. but itachi smiles at him, and sasuke knows that he wants to reassure him about the upcoming meeting.

“congratulations, otouto,” he says as they stare at sakura, who is walking ahead of them with shisui and izumi, “she looks beautiful.”

sasuke thinks of his father’s vaguely disapproving face when he had told them he intended to marry sakura, and the resigned sigh that he had let out, and thinks that if he can shoulder that, after chasing after his father’s approval his whole life, then he can take the ire of all his distant relatives. 

he remembers his mother’s happy eyes, not unlike itachi’s at this moment, and the face that sakura always makes when she catches sight of her ring, and thinks that it is all worth it.

“aa,” he agrees, briefly glimpsing the life they will lead together, “she does.”