SSM21 Day 29: Weakness
It was late in the evening when Sasuke and Sakura arrived at a promising shelter–a cave.
"We can stay here for the night." Sasuke spoke as he stop at the mouth of the cave, inspecting their location. Sakura was right behind him carrying their newborn, Sarada.
"Alright, Sarada need to be feed anyway." Sakura said, softly pokinh the sleeping baby's cheek with her finger.
Sasuke walk closer to them as he too, mesmerised by their very own daughter sleeping soundly in Sakura's arm while pacing side by side into the cave, "How often do we need to feed her?"
"Often." Sakura replies, content that her husband is really interested in knowing their child needs. He's been asking almost non-stop–which is so unlike Sasuke–about baby and what he needs to know.
"A newborn like her need to be fed every 2 or 3 hours, about 8 to 12 times a day." She continues, while watch Sasuke gather some woods and place it in the middle of the cave.
Her husband turns his head to her, "That much?"
"They don't drink a lot. Only a few ounces every time." She acquired, smiling softly at him.
The squirming in Sakura's cradle attracted both of the new parents. Sasuke quickly light up the fire before he moves towards Sakura, settled on beside her.
He watch in captive as his daughter's small mouth open and close up on his wife's breast as she offers it lightly on her lips. He didn't realised his hand reaching up to her, and stroke her puffing cheek with the back of his forefinger, enjoying the softness of her skin.
"She's adorable, isn't she, Sasuke-kun?" Sasuke nodded, not leaving his gaze from Sarada.
Soon, she was done feeding, and Sakura was burping her when, she said, "Sasuke-kun, can you look after her for a while? I'll prepare the fish you caught earlier for dinner."
"I can do the fish. You sit down with Sarada."
Sakura giggles, "Are you avoiding your daughter, anata? You haven't hold her since we left Karin-san's place yesterday."
"I am not. I just don't want you to tire yourself. I'll do other work, while you're with Sarada."
Sakura scoff and hand him their baby which Sasuke almost clumsily caught with his one arm, not even a slightest ready for her act.
"I want to cook. You hold our daughter." His wife commanded and lift herself up to prepare for dinner.
Sasuke sighs at his wife retreating figure before look down at Sarada in his lap. The little girl's eyes are open a little too wide, and blinking as she stares at him–as if she could see yet, Sasuke thought remembering how Sakura said she couldn't be focusing her sight clearly until at least she is 8 weeks old. Sarada is only 2 weeks and 5 days at the moment.
Sasuke lift his hand that cradle Sarada and lower his head to sniff on her, like he often see Sakura does, and he was greeted by a soft baby scent. He likes it, and so he does it again, and again until Sarada was squirming at him, hands flailing over his face as though telling him to stop what he's doing.
He snorted then and lay her back down in his lap.
She's going to be the death of me, he thought.
An addition to the list of things he needs to protect; his mind tell him as he watch fondly at Sarada who is rubbing her face with her hands Sakura wrapped with hand socks.
"You're giving me the strength to keep on fighting for you, and the village," he speaks in his hushed voice using that tone he heard Sakura use while speaking to their daughter and turn to look at the said wife of his who is already looking his way, "and your mother," he continues.
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When Sakura enters their home exclaiming, "I'm home," that had not been responded to, she did not expect to see her husband sprawled down on his chest on their couch with their 2 and a half year old daughter sitting on top of his back attempting to do his hair.
Sakura laughs, "Sara-chan." She calls out.
"What are you doing with Papa?"
"Oh, Mama!" The girl squeals and moves away from her father's back, almost trip on her own leg before ran up to her mother, hugging her leg shouting a loud screeching, "Welcome home!"
Sakura chuckles as she lowers herself down and lift Sarada up, "You've been good today?"
"Yes!" She cheered, and turn to her father.
"Sarada ties Papa's hair!" Her cute soft voice erupted throughout the Uchiha's household.
Sakura can't help but let out another laugh when she sees Sasuke's red ears and messy raven locks, change his position to sit on the couch, "And Sarada thought it would be good to sit on Papa's back while doing so?"
Sarada nodded vigorously, "Papa is so tall and Sarada cannot reach his hair."
The pink haired Uchiha matriarch walk over to her husband and sit beside him, chuckling lightly at her husband and daughter cute behaviour.
"Welcome home." Sasuke mumbles while trying to pat his hair in attempt to smooth down the mess Sarada made.
"Papa!" Sarada scolded.
"Don't do that. Don't do that." She said moving away from her mother and sit herself on Sasuke's lap. She moves the hair that cover the rinnegan, tucking it behind his ear.
"Better, right Mama?" Sarada turns to eye her mother, the look of hopeful adorned her face.
Amusement dance in Sakura's eyes as she nodded before wink teasingly at her husband.
Sasuke let out a defeat sigh as he let Sarada moves behind him because, "Sarada needs to fix Papa's hair."
"Don't pout, anata. It doesn't suit you." He heard his wife spoke before she leans down and place a chaste kiss over his lips.
"Your daughter is doing my hair." He spat in distaste, almost accusingly.
Sakura laughs again, "She's your daughter too."
"The only reason I let her be." He said, his only arm moves to snake her shoulder, dragging her closer to him.
"Seems like Sasuke Uchiha isn't as strong as it seems, huh? What would Naruto say if he sees you like this?" She said teasingly.
Sasuke rolls his eyes, "We would be out of the village, staying somewhere far away that none of them will find us."
Sakura laughed really hard at that. Her husband don't joke often, he do sarcastic remarks. And when he did, it will always be too funny that it hurt her stomach to laugh that hard.
"I once thought that Sarada is your strength, Sasuke-kun." She voice out.
"She is, Sakura." His eyes narrow at her, challenging her to continue what she was saying.
Sakura recognised that look and laugh again before saying, "Turn out, she's your weakness too, huh? Who knew Sasuke-kun would admit to a defeat, and let his hair tied."
Sasuke's eyes soften as he stares at his laughing wife before he winced when Sarada pulls his hair a little too hard, "Don't move, Papa."
And he had to admit, Sarada is indeed his weakness. The female in his life that he loves to no end, Sakura and Sarada are both his weakness and his strength, it almost feared him.
