Ooooooh. How about "You are mine now. Don't look at anyone else." with MinaSaku??? 😈😈😈😈
Sakura leaned over the railing, wondering if her choice of attire was really appropriate considering how much of the back was missing. It was one of the few nice dresses she had left that would help her look like she belonged on the skybridge. No one walked into the fancy lounge in anything less.
From so high up she could see much more of the village and marveled at the build up. Nearly seven years later and it was unrecognizable from the dinky outpost she had grown up in. It was almost as if people were waiting with their inventions and their technologies for the world to be ready for peace.
Sometimes it felt like too much, especially on nights where she started off alone and was left by herself for too long. She wanted to go back to being sixteen and fighting for her life. Back then at least she felt like she was doing something important.
Sakura had felt his chakra signature the moment he stepped off the lift onto the floor, but hadn’t turned to give her position away until he called out to her on his own. She inhaled one last, free breath, and then turned slowly around.
“It is what you requested, is it not?” Sakura asked, tone cordial and civil. She crossed one hand in front of the other, keeping her posture perfect and poised.
“Of course,” Minato Namikaze sighed, looking blissfully pleased all over again as he took in the sight of her. “But you’d look amazing in anything, you know.”
“You might have mentioned that once before,” she replied, glancing sideways at the few others lazing about on sofas and at card tables. “But as long as you’re happy that’s all that matters.”
“I’m very happy,” he cheered, approaching her with his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers. He wore a fitted charcoal gray three piece suit with a floral embellished vest piece. He stopped just arm’s reach from where she stood at the railing and frowned down at something he saw. “You’re not wearing a necklace?”
“It wouldn’t suit the dress,” Sakura explained, touching the high collar. It was high and modest in the front, but once she turned all her angles and what seemed like miles of pale flesh were free to behold.
“You’re not wearing any jewelry,” he remarked, brushing back the strands of hair that framed her face. He touched one of her naked earlobes and then drew back. “Was there a reason for that?”
Sakura flushed, setting her jaw as she decided to not be embarrassed in front of such a man. “I don’t have anything nice enough for the place you said you wanted to go. I’m a kunoichi and a medic, not a-not suited to something like this.”
But he didn’t seem upset. Instead he rocked back on his heels and rustled around in his pocket for something. His hand came out holding a long thin box he held out for her to watch as he popped it open. Inside was a thin strand of fine gold dotted with white diamonds that resembled stars in a sky. Sakura swallowed, feeling too light on her feet for a moment.
“That’s…” she couldn’t finish the words as he cheered, removing the gift from it’s box and moving to slip it over her head. It hug low and sparkled whenever she turned. On a black dress, she couldn’t help but think it looked like the night sky.
He pulled her hair out from inside the chain and kissed the side of her face with cheerful affection. “For you. I’m glad you didn’t wear anything, this way I get to spoil my girl. Next time I’ll get you something for your ears.”
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