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Sakura Haruno

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Date: November 26th, Y110.
OST: plasi - vienna.
Tag: @Sasuke Uchiha.




Sakura didn't quite get 'Thanksgiving'.

The holiday wasn't something that she'd even heard of in any of the villages as opposed to the other things that people celebrated. There was Parent and Child Day, the Rinne Festival (that some people in this world apparently called... Christmas?), the ever-interesting 'Quarrel' Festival where people debated superiority over cats and dogs, but no Thanksgiving. Though, she wasn't the obstinate youth that she used to be anymore thanks to the wisdom and peace she'd found in her maturity, so she wasn't entirely opposed to celebrating something new to help them feel.... more at home in Pandora, since that was really what it was to them now. Gone were the days of Hokage and warring states and weird moon gods that seemed to come out of nowhere, but replaced by the council of Ark City and the regions that neighbored them in times of peace and mysticism-- and also cool flying cars? Holy shit, she couldn't get over that.

So, there'd she found herself-- in the kitchen of her brand new home, with her husband (though, technically probably not married as inter-dimensional travel seemed to hypothetically to give an automatic annulment, so they'd have to go renew some vows in the future-- but hey, it's a house and a family), her foster daughter who was... gone for the day, of to God knows where on some art project at most likely, (She didn't understand Michelle's pieces, but she was supportive of the process.), and the headless carcass of a hollowed-out bird that needed a slow, but warm bake for the next handful of hours.

Her laptop sat open on the counter, a sketchy website dedicated to... interestingly inspired holiday recipes that seemed to catch her eye, but in ways that seemed to be particularly out there. In fact, she even questioned why anyone would be putting Halloween pumpkins in leather fetish harnesses and the purpose behind them, but she wasn't going to be the one to open that can of worms. ...At least, she wasn't until she'd heard the morning stirring of her life partner somewhere in the distance of the house, and the unfortunate surprise moaning of a pop-up advertisement with a nude woman and a turkey baster doing illicit, turkey baster things that just refused to close.

... Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to invest on one of those anti-virus things.

 
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His obligations here were such that he was finally free to return home on most nights and just about every holiday (the convenience of having remote server access to Ark City and ARMOUR's general ledger), and their daughter was missing. There was a cosmic irony to this, but he had gotten over bitterness for worse situations. They had a room furnished and stocked with waiting clothes and necessities for Sarada in case she appeared one day, and learning about Michelle's interests and investigative tv show occupied more of his mind from the malaise.

Sasuke's surreal new wealth of structured work-life balance also meant he could lend a hand with domestic enterprises. Like cooking. Chores... and he liked doing it, instead of leaving the whole of the burden on his wife like before. There was much to make up for.

So naturally, he was slightly miffed at himself when he woke up to her side of the bed empty and cooling on this strange, turkey-based holiday. Pulled himself through the morning routines, making the bed one-handedly, and plodding over to the kitchen with the vague scent of spearmint toothpaste about him.

He registered the first sounds emanating from there as prep work — she was already working on that? They hadn't even decided on whether to invite Kakashi or his brother, or of what thresholds of ungainly, unspoken tension they were willing to put themselves on the chopping block for.

Then he was behind her, blinking in bemusement (and excessively relieved that Michelle was out of the house) at the porn that was stuck on her screen. He sighed, breath fanning along her neck as he reached over her shoulder for the keyboard and trying the first few shortcuts he could think of. Alt+F4? No response. Crtl+Alt+Del? Damn, this laptop might actually be infected. "You might have to restart," he remarked, eye averting absently from the screen.
 
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She was actually frozen, trapped in a haze of staring at the screen locked on the footage of the woman going to town on herself with the kitchen equipment. There was a part of her that was, of course and rightfully, disgusted-- but lingering as her eyes did, there was some curiosity about it. Was it too big? Too long? Would accidentally squeezing the rubber handle... latch onto something? In a devoutly sinful way, it was... interesting.

But nothing that she'd ever admit to, even as her eyes looked at the baster that sat upon her own counter-- but a thought that wasn't meant to linger as the silent stretch of her husband's arm closed the gap between herself and the computer that left her with a jumping fright. Of course, they'd been married. They'd been married for a long time now-- but a good and honest and traditional wife didn't watch...

Or look at...

...Porn.

In fact, at the concrete confirmation of his voice being present, her reflex nearly caused her to punch the laptop clear out of the window. "I wasn't looking at it," Sakura exclaimed, lingering shock in her voice. If she could deny it even being her computer, despite the blindingly cherry blossom pink exterior of it, she would. "I was just following the-- the, the the... recipe!"

 
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He pulled a faintly perplexed face at the force of her movement and protest—primarily because he hadn't accused her of anything, or even spoken of anything, that necessitated protest.

To say his sense of propriety had been entirely desensitized by Orochimaru's weird shit would've been inaccurate; Kakashi's unsolicited oversharing of his sex life would irritate him for as long as that persisted. But this was his wife and the mother of their child, and they weren't blushing teenagers anymore.

When was the last time he blushed? He couldn't remember.

"You don't need to be defensive. It's not a crime to look at porn," Sasuke decided to say, voice casual and unassuming, which might've been his equivalent of an attempt at conveying compassion. Besides, Sakura was no fool. His wife was more brilliant than she gave herself credit for, so lecturing about being more careful with suspicious websites whenever Michelle (or Sarada) was around would've been patronizing on top of pointless. There was no reason for her to behave so tightly wound.

He remained hovered and leaning at proximity over her shoulder as he maneuvered the mouse around the insistent window of the energetically turkey bast-ing woman for the anti-virus software, as a last ditch effort before abusing the power button, and let the program run.
 
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In this new world, she should have been far from embarrassed. Porn in the box was as widespread as fast-food joints and pharmacies-- it felt like there was a shop that sold pornography and 'marital aids' on every corner next to every Starkburger and Wight-Aid on every street in Ark City. But the fact still remained that the only people that openly watched or read porn from where she came from were the ones who lacked a certain kind of decency: Jiraiya, Kakashi-sensei... Naruto, she was certain, if his 'Sexy Jutsu' was anything to go off of.

"Defensive?" Sakura sputtered, trying to play it off as if nothing was wrong or that she'd been embarrassed by the idea of her even trying to watch porn. ...Especially on a holiday as seemingly important as the Turkey Day, there was no time to... "I'm not..."

...He was close.

He was really close.
...It had been a long time since they...

Sakura pressed her hands to the corners of her forehead, almost like shielding blinds as he gently euthanized the running computer by holding its power button beneath the finger of silence. "...defensive. Just... uh.. just frustrated!" (Sexually.) The pink-haired goodwife took a step of distance between herself and her husband, trying to play off that she was certainly only interested in making this a fun, family holiday for her, their surrogate daughter, her husband, and all of his co-workers to enjoy.

"You can't find good spice replacements in this place, after all, and none of these sites give good advice. Only... smut."

 
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"What search engine have you been using?" The wry lilt in his tone betrayed his skepticism, face alight in a nonplussed manner as he turned his eye to her. Now that she'd stepped aside, he had clear access to the laptop. A few seconds clicked by before he began the dry process of basic troubleshooting: another thumb on the power button, some finagling to get the infected device to boot short of connecting to that currently problematic wifi.

Despite having a decent amount of certainty that Sakura was more than capable of doing all this herself, he had the default scanner running again as he listened to her excuses explanation with a mildly intrigued ear.

It was going to take a while, judging by the slow yet steady crawl of the progress bar. More than enough time for her to cool down from her fluster, although.

Their last session came to mind in the context of that enthusiastic turkey basting, and Sakura's bemusing reaction, where his life-long proclivity toward an indifference to physical desire had been awkwardly put to words for the first time. His brain was apparently majorly wired to bypass thinking in terms of lust, shrugging past amorous advances as though they were nothing spectacular. Because they weren't. Or at least they weren't, before he had begun to view his wife in a new light. Before he had come to appreciate the heat of her touch.

It wasn't that he didn't find his wife desirable, or that he had no desire to please her. That wasn't at all accurate. Rather... "Sorry, Sakura. It's because I haven't been attentive, is it?" He touched his hand to a lock of silken pink hair hanging at the side of her face, warmly apologetic.
 
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What search engine have you been using?

At the point of her finger, non-verbal the gesture she made at the height of her flummoxed excuse explanation formulating, she motioned to the 'SS' logo at the top of the screen. SpeedStark, of course, Pandora's number one engine for finding all your hedonist's heart desired at lickity-split speed. Though, of course, she had no feasible idea who Tony Stark actually was and why his name was plastered on every conceivable piece of technology to exist in Pandora from computers to dishwashers to portable MP3-playing colostomy bags.

"No," Sakura had shook her head with a firm and defiant opposition to the question he'd asked. They were both adults. Although married, it wasn't his job to attend to every subtlety that she'd knowingly or unknowingly set forth. "we've both just been busy with work, and I understand and all, I just--"

She couldn't muster another word out of her mouth as his hand brushed aside a stray cherry blossom hair from the frame of her face. It was so innocent in nature that, not even near ten year ago, Sakura couldn't have even imagined her husband doing something as delicate as it was. She'd frozen in place, eyes trained and staring into his where time seemed to stop around them-- trying to search for the words she wanted to say, to be fully honest with him as their vows intended, to support his needs as well as her own.

...A small, shy smile was all she could give as she shrank away from his touch with a raw blush across her cheeks. "You know I'm sensitive about giant forehead."

It really was the little things.

 
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Long ago, he had been so affectionate with his family.

… More like with his mother and brother exclusively, but Sakura was the one now filling the scorched chasms their absences had left (ignoring the part where his brother was alive and well in Pandora). She alongside their daughter was family, and it should not have been so laughably difficult for him to recollect what it meant to be tender and vulnerable around one of the few who had been unyielding enough to make him love again. After some strife. But that was, also, long ago.

Sasuke took in the fluster fanning across her face with a note of appreciation. The nuances of that appreciation was less trivial to identify, but there was a desire that was almost devilish in nature to chase the source of it.

"Ah, that." All that nonsensical fussing about her forehead in the past. "You've grown into it," he humored lightly, as his arm banded around her waist to pull her against him. Knowing the airs of propriety she had a penchant for putting up, there was some teasing in dragging the motions out. So he held her there, for a while as a smirk curved slowly on his lip. If she hadn't broken away (again) by then, he'd shift his hand to scoop her up by the ass and begin the short trek back up the stairs.

He didn't intend on continuing this in the kitchen, after all, where food was being prepped. He wasn't uncivilized.
 
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Sakura had made her mind up a long time ago. Even when she was twelve and embarrassing and head over heels for a boy that hardly even seemed to know that she existed, she always knew in her heart of hearts that she wouldn't stop pursuing. Even when her heart had grown flippant in the days where they'd found themselves on opposite sides, even when the act of slaying him was an expression of that once unrequited love, she knew that it would end in love or nothingness.

.... So, she wasn't going to allow anything to carve them apart again amidst their subtleties. Besides-- what else was she to do with the advice that Dr. Quinn had given to them?

The blush of hers reddened further beyond as his arm wrapped around her waist, pushing past the matching hue of her hair tone and into a colour that would make even Gaara's once-shaggy mess seem rather pale. Though, no complaints or objections came about from her, instead leaning fully into his embrace after a brief second-- and an unexpected, muffled yelp as soon as his touch reached her rear with a surprise that almost inquired about the timing of what seemed to await them. But, instead, a different question of comedic teasing brushed her mind as they'd hauled away from the kitchen and she'd wrapped her legs around his waist to aid in the carry, her head resting on his shoulder as she whispered.

"--Someone's turkey baster's interested?"

Though he likely couldn't see from the position, her eyebrow did cock in an inquisitive expression-- as she mentally asked herself... did she foil the turkey before putting it in the oven?

 
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Turkey... baster?

A note of confusion accompanied his next two measured steps up the stairs. Sasuke knew what the euphemism was for, obviously, less so the utensil itself. But then his thoughts darted back to the video of the woman and what was probably the baster in question.

"That's what that's called?" His voice sounded vaguely judgmental against the silk of her hair, though there was no room for him to speak. Briefly, and very briefly, he was tugged by the passing notion to call upon the Ashura Path as a means to compensate for the weightless stream of his sleeve in place of his lost arm. It'd been years since he considered himself disadvantaged by it, but he found himself missing the function of trailing a hand up her spine as he carried her.

It was only for a short while, anyway, before they came upon the edge of the bed. He deposited her over sheets he had just made less than ten minutes ago before lowering over her, a knee planted in the space between her legs as their combined weight rumpled fabric and shifted the gravity of the mattress.

His face hovered over hers, noses just shy of kissing, as he rested a palm over her clothed lower abdomen. The onyx black of his right eye, and the pale lavender of his left, drank in her features with a familiar intensity interspersed with fondness. Before he blinked. "... How long until the oven needs checking?" he had to ask.
 
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