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"I'm pregnant...." (Sarada to Sasuke)
Send me “Are you pregnant?” Or “I’m pregnant!” For my muse’s reaction!
Sasuke was silent for a moment, her words sinking in. “You’re...? What now...?”
“Is it Boruto’s...?” Oh, papa was not happy one bit.
Reality had a way of bending, twisting its roots when passed among the lips of lies and truths. It became dusted in code over the lingering years, but torn from its place as time swayed the past into the present. Sasuke knew, was caught aware of this dismissive behavior many held towards his former crimes, yet also noticed those that begrudgingly accepted his pardon. He wondered how much she was told or placed together. Sakura mentioned the inquiries of a curious mind, but allowed her husband to decide when to bring the topic up with their daughter.
Sarada wasn’t blind to the notions of ambiguous mentions here and there. But she didn’t know the whole story of the path that led him to a place of happiness due to the murky route he chose to take. It wasn’t as if he expected her to never question him or look the other way. Details couldn’t be glossed over or framed by justification, but he was terrified of her view changing when they managed to repair a broken relationship after he wasn’t around for her growing up. The guilt stored there was enough to engulf resolution altogether.
He took a breath, deciding he couldn’t discard it forever. She deserved to know everything. How she’d handle it was placed solely on her heart and conclusion alone. Sasuke wouldn’t blame her if she thought less of him for what was done.
He walked over, seeing she was occupied training like usual. She certainly never hesitated to prove her worth. Her strength was immeasurable, but even that didn’t stop her from verifying to it herself. He allowed his smile to falter when seeing her from afar. His steps were quiet, but he was sure she caught onto his approach. “Sarada, I want to talk to you about something. It’s important.”
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“--Not quite sure who you are, but come back in about, oh, six or seven years? Give yourself some time to... grow up before approaching the great Jiraiya.”
❛ uh SARADA ❜ Sasuke always felt like he doesn't see his daughter enough being on missions pretty often but he trusted Sakura's parenting skills. Most of the time anyway. ❛ Come here, ❜ movement of his face, so minimal that most would miss it, pointed at the empty chair by his side. /// @uchihaheiress
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“I’ve been thinking.... well, it’s more of a plan this summer. How would you feel about a vacation? You’re free to bring your friends. ”
uchihaheiress replied to your post “//trying to find a movie to watch, anyone have any suggestions?”
//have you seen "Your Name"?
//gosh I have it’s so good!
{ starter for @uchihaheiress } Sasuke was exhausted, the mission he was on was quite a long one. But he was back home and couldn't be more relieved, he could finally relax. Taking a step into his home he greeted his wife, and would have greeted his daughter but it seemed she wasn't in the immediate area. Though he had an idea on where to find her in their household. Taking quick steps the Uchiha stopped in front of Sarada’s room and knocked.
//Exactly XD That anon has been:
