Friends & Family   von dragonfighter
                           (The Clumsy & The Lonely)
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                        Kapitel 11: Step 11 - Birthday
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At birthdays you can always learn something about your partner. In which grid it
falls into, or what tasks you have to do with this day from now on. Does he
always forget his birthday? Doesn't he celebrate it on purpose? Doesn't it
matter to him in the first place? Is it just a day like every other too? Should
he forget his birthday, it may be that he forgets some details once in a while
as well. If it's just a day like every other, one should think a little about
the partner's attitude.
 
A sigh comes over her lips as she looks out of the window. She lets the pen rock
up and down between her right index and middle finger while resting her chin on
her left hand and looking through the glass. The sky shines in a bright,
friendly blue on this July day. Not a single cloud clouding the sky and let the
sun do its job. Sakura drops her left hand and turns away from the window,
briefly glancing at her drawing on the table in front of her before looking at
the screen on her computer and glances at her colleague.
 
An amused smile lies on her lips when she catches Natsuki peeping at her again.
With a sigh, she shifts her weight to her left side and now supports her chin on
her left hand. "Is there anything?" Sakura looks questioningly at the brunette.
Confused, with a hint of embarrassment, she returns the look at her younger and
new colleague. "What exactly do you mean?" The Hondo asks back with a friendly
smile. Sakura grins slightly. She’s almost working here for a month now and
can't imagine a better colleague with whom to share the office. They both get
along well, very well, and have fun when Karin bites her teeth on the Haruno.
 
"I don’t miss the way you always look at me for a moment over the screen, nor
do I miss the looks I get from our colleagues, which is a little surprising for
the later. So what is it that you always look at me like that?” Explains the
green eyed woman and looks briefly at her table, from which she is now taking
the eraser and turning it between her fingers. “All the looks have a very
simple reason. You just look familiar to all of us and every time we think about
from where exactly. The others keep asking me as well, but I don't know where I
know you from.” Admits Natsuki and turns away from her computer and towards
her. "Oh." chuckles the Haruno, "my brother is the head of the Haruno Empire,
there might have been something about me in an article with a photo.” Sakura
smiled and shrugged, but the brunette just shook her head. "No, I think it was
something with Sasuke Uchiha." The blue eyed woman smiles and also shrugs her
shoulders. "Oh, I was with Sasuke at the opening ceremony of the Tokiwa Towers
an year ago, as far as I know, it was published in the newspaper and debated or
something." The pinkette explains and then looks back at her screen. "That was
it I think, exactly." The brunette nods with a smile before doing the same as
the Haruno.

With a smile, Sakura looks at her drawing on the screen when she hears the
ringtone of her smartphone the next moment. Surprised, she looks at the device
and smiles slightly when she sees her best friend's name. "Hey Ino. What is it?
I am currently working.” She answers the call. "Hey. Yes I know. I found
something that you absolutely have to see immediately. That's why I put it in an
envelope and just handed it over to the receptionist below. You should pick it
up as soon as possible! We'll see you tonight!” the next moment the Yamanaka
already hung up again. Sakura looks a little surprised at her cell phone before
she shakes her head with a smile. "This woman." A small grin lays on her lips as
she gets up and leaves the office to head towards the elevators and drive down
to the entrance floor. After a few floors, however, the elevator stops and the
doors opens once again.
 
A smile forms on her slightly red lips when she sees who is getting into the
elevator. "Hello.” The blonde smiles at her and gives her a quick hug.
"Hey.” She replies briefly and then watches the doors close again. "And? Where
are you going?" The Uzumaki raises his voice. “Ino left something at the
receptionist for me. Are you looking forward to tonight?” Grinning slightly,
she looks around at him. "Of course. But just a question. How are you going to
bring Sasuke to this club? ”He returns her gaze questioningly. She laughs in
confusion. "It won't be that difficult. You just act as if he had never been to
a club before.” The pinkette laughs jokingly and looks at the floor display.
"It's exactly that." she hears his voice and looks at him completely shocked,
watching him continue in his explanation. "He was only at company parties and
balls so far, we never made it to a club or a bar. If we meet then it’s only
at one of our homes. He doesn't know something like partying.” Naruto explains
with a serious look. "Wait, wait, wait!" Begins the Haruno, waving her arms out
in front of him. "You seriously want to tell me that Sasuke has never been to a
party or been to a club, has never felt the booming bass in his body and has
never danced to the music in the middle of strangers to the music?" Sakura looks
with widened eyes at the blonde man. "I thought you were the same there." He
confesses and scratches the back of his head embarrassed. "I may not know what
it's like to love but what it's like to live. Are you kidding me? He is 26
today. It is time for that to change!” She shakes her head in disbelief as the
doors on the entrance floor open. "Okay. Then we'll see you two tonight.”
Grinning, Naruto raises his hand and disappears in a corridor.
 
"That can only be a bad joke!" She whispers to herself and approaches the
receptionist, who immediately rises when he sees her. "Hello Mrs. Haruno." He
raises his voice when she arrives at him. She doesn't know exactly what it is,
but probably due to the fact that she often walks through the hall with one of
the Uchihas, that he has declared her name as particularly important and has
remembered it. In any case, he greets her every time she walks past the foyer at
his place of work. "Hello. Has something been handed in for me?” Waiting she
stops at his counter and looks at him. He immediately nods and picks up a large
brown envelope from his table. "Here you go." He smiles politely as he hands her
the envelope. "Thank you very much. Have a good day." Sakura gives him a short
smile before turning to go back to work. "Thank you too!" The receptionist
almost calls after her.

With a sigh, the green eyed woman blows a strand of hair from her face as she
goes back into the elevator and presses the button for the top floor. Quickly
she opens the envelope and takes out the contents. Based on the weight and
shape, she knows that it is a magazine. She looks with interest at the opening
of the envelope. What may be in the magazine that she should definitely look at
it immediately? When she pulled the magazine out a little, she immediately
noticed the large writing on the cover. Sasuke and Sakura Uchiha - Beauty and
the Beast. Interview with Mikoto Uchiha. A smile forms on her lips. Nice how she
calls her son. With a small grin on her lips, she pushes the magazine back into
the envelope, gets out of the elevator and goes back to her office. When she
sees Natsuki through the door, she smiles at her before closing the door behind
her. "Sakura Uchiha-Haruno." She suddenly hears her colleague say. With wide
eyes she looks at the brunette woman who smiles slightly. "That's why I know
your face. You are the boss's wife.” The Hondo says. Sakura immediately holds
her index finger in front of her lips and indicates that she needs to be quiet.
"Yes, that's right. But no one needs to know that. Why you think Sasuke didn’t
introduce me as his wife? The rumor would have arisen immediately that I got the
job because of our relationship and not because of my qualifications.” The
Haruno explains and looks at her brunette colleague with hope. "Can that please
remain our little secret?" She pleads, her palms put together.
 
Natsuki smiles and nods. "Sure. Although I would like to see Karin's face if she
was to find it out.” The brunette sighs. She was probably already looking
forward to the fun. There is also a grin on Sakura's face before she shakes her
head. "Here. Look.” The pinkette says to cheer her somewhat depressed
colleague up and pulls the upper part of the magazine out of the envelope.
"What?" Laughing, Natsuki rises and immediately approaches the Haruno. "You have
to read the article immediately!" Natsuki grins at her words and stands next to
her, immediately following the request. Sakura takes the magazine out of the
envelope once again and opens it, settles back into her seat and searches for
the page. ‘Sasuke and Sakura Uchiha - Beauty and the Beast. An interview with
Mikoto Uchiha. - Both are still very inexperienced in marriage, But while Sakura
knows that life is more important than work, Sasuke plunges into it and has to
learn that it is not the most important thing in life. It's like the beauty and
the beast. Sakura is the beautiful woman who has manners and Sasuke is the
beast, who learned the manners but forgot them again and learns them again with
the help of the beautiful, Belle.’ Laughing softly, Sakura leans back in her
desk chair. The small summary at the beginning of the article already told her
everything she needed to know. The man who learned the manners but forgot them
and needs to learn them again with the help of the beautiful, Belle. Laughing
softly, Sakura leans back in her desk chair.

Natsuki also laughs at the interview when suddenly Sakura's ringtone sounds
again. Clearing her throat, she picks up her smartphone and grins when she sees
the name of the caller. "Hello Mikoto." The green eyed woman leans back into her
chair in a good mood.



~*~
 

His dark grey eyes are focused on the document on the table laying in front of
him. Sighing softly, he turns his head to the side and looks through a crack of
the blind of the window, into the merciless blue sky. Not a single cloud tries
to cover up the sun. Sasuke looks longingly at the blue sky, which at that
moment reminds him so much of the water in his pool. A small vicious grin steals
its way onto his lips. At least he knows that Sakura has no more time to jump
into the pool either. After what she did on her first day of work, which is
laying almost four weeks back now, he didn't think that she deserved it.
 
Even if she thought it was quite amusing, he didn't like at all what she gave
him as a drawing. Although the drawing had shown all the potential that Sakura
possesses, its level of detail, her sense for lighting and shadowing, it
didn’t really appeal to him what she tried to convey with that drawing.
Sighing, Sasuke turns back to his table, his gaze hanging on a stack of folders.
He sighs in agony and lets his head sink onto the tabletop. A whole stack of
drawings is still waiting for him. He tiredly raised his eyes and points them at
the document before closing the folder and putting it aside. Taking the stack he
just finished, he gets up to divide and put them into the shelf of files.
 
Typical for his birthday, a summer - a hot July day, the temperatures shoot up
in the morning and make people sweat. Every year it’s always the same thing
and every year his mother tries to drag him to a restaurant for lunch. After all
it’s his birthday that has to be celebrated. What does ‘trying’ mean?
Every single time he ignores his birthday, she always stands in the door
personally and leads him out of the office to the car with force, not accepting
any excuses. It's the same scenario every year. And like every year, it doesn't
really matter to him whether it's his birthday or not, to him it's a day like
any other. With the only difference that his age changes. There is nothing
special for him that day. He has no reason to celebrate. His legs carry him from
the shelf to a cupboard, opposite of his desk. Opening one of its doors, a
hidden fridge pops out and he takes out a bottle of ice tea. 
 
An amused smile lies on his lips. After all these years, he still can't get
enough of that stuff. With the bottle full of the cool liquid, he returns to his
table and sinks into his seat to immediately fill his glass with the lemon ice
tea. Sasuke smiles with relish when he has the taste of iced tea on his tongue
and the cool liquid runs down his dried throat. For a moment he leans his head
back and just enjoys the glass of iced tea, gazing silently into the brown
liquid, in which he sometimes also puts a slice of a lemon and tops it up with
ice cubes. These are always his beautiful summer evenings.
 
Placing the empty glass down, the Uchiha sighs and looks at the second stack of
work and immediately fills himself another glass of ice tea. He'll need that if
he has to fight his way through all the drawings. Even only the smallest mistake
in the drawing can stall the whole production. That’s why no draft goes to
production without his approval. He doesn't dare to trust anyone else with this
part of work. Taking a deep breath, the black haired man takes the first folder
from his stack and looks down at the drawing. He examines the paper. Deep in
thoughts he puts his hand on his chin and taps the edge of his upper lip.
Something about the drawing doesn't fit, he realizes, but he can't say what
exactly it is.

With a stern look, he draws his attention across every inch of the drawing.
After a few minutes he finally changes positions and supports his chin in his
hands. He looks at the lines that make up the overall picture. He just can’t
find the mistake in the drawing. He sighs inwardly when a knock suddenly comes
from his office door. He looks at the picture doubtfully. He is never wrong.
There must be a mistake somewhere. "Come in!" He says loudly so that the person
can definitely hear him from outside the door. When he hears his office door
open, he looks up. His wife slowly enters the room and closes the door behind
him. "Oh it's you. What is it?” Sasuke asks shortly and looks back at the
drawing. Slowly really doubting himself. He rubs his hair under stress. And
there are five more drawings waiting for him! "That sounds very pleased." The
Haruno comments at his reaction with a sigh and stops in front of his table.
"Are you still mad because of the drawing? That was 22 days ago. Sasuke you are
26 years old today and you are behaving like an offended child.“ He hears her
voice and notices out of the corner of her eye how she supports her hands on the
desks surface. Without looking up, he focuses on the sheet of paper below him.
"The conditions are not right at this point." His wife's hand appears in his
field of vision and points to a specific place in the drawing.

He looks skeptically at her before he takes a closer look at the spot and even
measures it to determine that she is right. He briefly picks up his post-it to
mark his criteria and any mistakes, as he usually does. "So. What did you
want?” The dark eyed man asks while he picks up the next folder with a
drawing. "The scales don't match." He hears Sakura's voice again and looks up in
surprise. She looks at him with a slight smile. Then he looks down at the
drawing again to see that it is right. The game continues for a few minutes
until they reach the last folder and he opens it. “Catastrophic lines. Pencil
was not sharpened, sloppy designs. In general it is difficult to see what that
is supposed to represent.” Sakura explains, although this time he definitely
didn’t need it as it was painfully obvious. He labeled some Post-its again and
placed them on the paper, before he places the folder back onto the stack. He
looks up at his wife in astonishment. It normally takes three to four hours for
six folders, this time it took less than an hour. He is surprised at how
precisely she can recognize and define the errors, but he couldn't find the
slightest flaw in her very first drawing.
 
"You just took my work off for the next four hours. So what did you want from
me?“ He looks at her a bit interested. She smiles slightly. "I'm here on
behalf of your mother. I should make sure that you show up in the restaurant
with me. For lunch.” She explains to him and plays with the envelope in her
hand. "I don't have time for something like this.” He replies with a sigh.
Annoyed, Sakura rolls her green eyes. "The excuse doesn't work, you just said
yourself that I saved you from work for several hours.” She says, throwing the
envelope onto the table. "A message from your mother." She smiles slightly. A
little confused by this sudden smile, he hesitantly takes the envelope in his
hand and pulls out the magazine that showed a certain article. Sasuke and Sakura
Uchiha - Beauty and the Beast. The black haired man snort slightly after reading
the first paragraph, he knows that his mother thinks he works too much and has
no time for anything, but to literally tell this the press...
 
"We both will appear at lunch and go out tonight and celebrate your birthday.
You have the choice to either choose the hard or the soft tour." Sakura
interrupts his thought and leans back on the table top. The Uchiha raises an
eyebrow skeptically. Is she trying to threaten him? "You can choose. Either you
shut down your computer and come with me voluntarily, or I knock you out and
Itachi and Naruto take you out of here. We both know I can do it.” She says
with a mean grin and leans over his table, so far that she almost looks over his
side again.
 
Sasuke sighs and then turns to his computer to turn it off. He has no doubt that
she will carry out her threat, and he knows how hard she can strike, especially
if she has a golf bat in her hand at the time. In any case, he doesn't want to
try it out. He puts his tablet in his work bag and takes his smartphone into his
hand as he rises and takes off his suit jacket. "I still resent that with your
drawing." He says as he approaches his office door. "Yes, and I've been
suffering from your punishment for days not eating any more of my food. That is
really mean of you and affects me a lot more than you.“ He hears her voice and
can see the amused smile. He rolls his eyes briefly at her words and opens his
office door. Normally she would always worry about him eating almost nothing
during work, because she thinks that his body won't be able to hold out.
 

 
~*~


Towards evening when the sun disappears, the temperatures become more bearable
again and people dare to step out of the shadow. Until shortly before 10pm one
can still see the bright sun on the horizon before it disappears.
 
"Tell me, how is it that nobody at work recognizes and speaks to me as your
wife?" The question of the pink haired sound in the room. The black haired man
looks around at her in surprise. She looks totally focused on her feet, in her
hand the small bottle with the nail polish, which she has just applied to her
toenails. With a sigh he rubs his hair and looks out at the clear water in the
pool, into which he would love to jump right now, but since he and Sakura are
going to go out afterwards it would be too difficult for him to change now. "On
one hand, that's because you don't know as many employees from the other
departments to whom I personally introduced you, so I said that you are a friend
of the family and even if they knew that we are married, they would be able to
get the reason behind it anyway. On the other hand, the employees of the Uchiha
Corporation rather read business magazines, and there hasn't been anything in
there since our wedding, so they have largely forgotten about it. I'm much more
surprised that Karin doesn’t seem to notice you. Even though I have seen her
walk through the company with enough magazines in which we are constantly
printed. Although I would have expected that from more women.“ Sasuke ends his
little - almost - speech and looks around at his wife.

The Haruno sits comfortably on the couch, feet up. She glances at him briefly.
"Are you all right? You talked so much.“ She asks but continues to look at the
TV. He snorts lightly. She really loves to make fun of him. "About this thing
about women. Natsuki told me that most of the women only applied for work at the
Uchiha corporation to get to know you. This mysterious, good looking image that
goes around about you seems to be so appealing that they might have hoped for
some insight during a conversation with you, to get to know you and your world a
little. But since you are always so cold at job interviews and only fixate on
work, most of the women seem to have lost interest in you and don’t take you
as a benchmark for other men anymore and found themselves a man in a short span
of time. And since you are their boss anyways, they don’t really feel the need
to read magazines about you in their free time either.”
 
Then she inhales audibly and turns her head back to the screen. "With Karin,
it's all a different matter." she says and at the same time simply lets her
hand, which she held out in his direction, drop forward. "Karin is, I would say,
obsessed with you. She buys, I guess, every single magazine that even only has
your name with the smallest picture of you printed on it. For example, with our
wedding items she will either have my head painted over black or even have a
photo of her head stuck over it and blackened my name. She probably doesn't even
read the name correctly or look at the pictures, otherwise she would certainly
not behave like that in my presence. And she does all the tests, but not
truthfully. She just makes sure to get the right result. And according to the
magazines that would be my character.” Explains the Haruno and watches him as
he walks around the couch and approaches her. "And the most important
characteristic of you is not even mentioned in the magazines at all." He begins,
supporting his arms on her left and right of the couch and leans forward. So
close that she can already feel his breath on her lips. "How cheeky you actually
are." He continues, smiling slightly amused and coming a little closer.

The Haruno looks at him with wide eyes as he bridges the last few inches between
the two of them to kiss her. But instead of her lips he kisses her cheek.
Smiling she pets his cheek as he moves away from her again. "No time to smooch.
We have to change.” She grins cheekily at him. With a sigh, he straightens up
and looks at her with an eyebrow raised. "I'm already done. I don’t need to
change.” He says, letting his hands sink into his pocket. She raises her
eyebrow skeptically at his claim. "Sasuke we're going out. This is not a meeting
with business partners or a company party, nor is it an Oscar ceremony. You will
still be mistaken for the guards there when you show up in a suit. There's also
a very cozy invention for men and women, it's called jeans.” In response, she
gets nothing more than a skeptical look from her husband. With a sigh, she
shakes her head and rises. "Just no experience this man." She says as she
approaches the door. "I'll put something out for you. Showering would also not
be bad if you still would.“ It comes from her before she leaves the living
room and goes up the stairs to the guest room he is occupying. A small grin
shows on her lips as she enters the room.

While he always tries to keep everything in order at work, it looks chaotic in
his room. The bed is unmade, the dirty laundry hangs half in and half out of the
laundry box, the bedside table is too cleared and other armchairs or tables are
not recognizable as these. The Haruno has to smile, but it doesn't really
surprise her. Everybody has a mess somewhere, most women compensate for it on
their handbags. After a quick look around the room, after all she has never
entered his room and he never entered hers, she goes to the wardrobe to open it.
When Sakura sees the crowd of suits and white and only white shirts, she feels
overwhelmed. "Workaholic. Through and through.” Shaking her head, she searches
for the jeans to pull them out. A simple, blue jeans that always make men look
so much more attractive than any suit pants. However, she fails miserably when
looking for a colored shirt. After placing the jeans on his bed, she leaves his
room to go into hers and get one of his gifts.
 
"Here. Put that on the jeans. I know it is clichéd, but you can also put it on
for work.” Smiling lightly, the pinkette holds up the gift wrapped in blue
wrapping paper when he wants to go over to his room. He looks puzzled at the
gift before he takes it and opens it. The gift is really a cliché, but she
doesn't know him well enough to find something else, maybe better for him, and
he's more likely to start with a shirt. "It's blue." he notes, looking around at
his wife skeptically. "And it will kill you!" She breathes as she moves her
hands as if trying to scare him. Then she turns and disappears into her own
room. With a sigh the Uchiha looks at the shirt before shaking his head and
going to his room to take a shower and also change. After an extensive shower,
which he indulges in because women are known to take longer anyway, he rubs his
hair dry. To prevent stains on the shirt, he sprayed his deodorant on before
going to his room. After putting on socks and putting on the clothes Sakura put
out for him, he finally leaves his room to wait for his wife below.

It is quiet in the house when Sasuke goes down the stairs and towards the chest
of drawers next to the front door to get his smartphone and his wallet, putting
on his shoes. "Sasuke! There is a strange handsome man in our house. You don't
need to change your clothes, I'm going out with him!” He hears his wife's
voice from behind. Confused, the dark grey eyed man looks around at her and sees
how she grins cheekily at him. "I knew it. The color suits you. You look totally
relaxed and you even have an ass!“ Towards the end the pinkette is totally
surprised. With a smile, he shakes his head and packs up his cell phone and
money before turning to his wife and eyeing her in her dress, which just ends
under her butt and the silver high heels. "Well then we can go.” With a smile
she takes him by the hand to pulls him out of the house.
 
Less than half an hour later, the car stops in a parking lot. Smiling, the
pinkette gets out and briefly straightens her dress, which lies around her
shoulders like an oversized men's shirt, but gets tight from her belly down. The
black haired man also gets out of the car, while he closes the door of the
vehicle, he looks around. "Now come on!" The pink haired laughs lightly, circles
the car and takes his hand to pull him away in one direction. The Haruno leads
him to a club in front of which a long line is already forming, but she simply
walks past it to the security, who immediately steps aside and lets the two pass
without a word. "I don't drink anything.” He protests immediately and the
green eyed woman sighs tormented. "Can you relax for once? You often go to bed
at 3am, I know that. The difference when you are drunk is simple: you fall
asleep on the way to bed and it is harder to get out of bed in the morning, but
don't worry. There are alarm clocks for that.” The pinkette says, but still
has not let go of his hand. "They are such a great and nerves wrecking
invention." She continues before smiling and waving happily. Sasuke blinks
confused and looks at his friends. They are all gathered together in a small,
screened lounge. When he and his wife arrive at them, he immediately gets
showered with congratulations as they already order the first round. Ryosuke and
his girlfriend have also come to celebrate this event with him.

"Wow. Sasuke, is that really a pair of jeans?” After they have all greeted
each other, they sit down on the couch, with Naruto staring at his best friend
in surprise. The black haired man just raises an eyebrow questioningly. "I've
already completely forgotten what you look like in jeans!" The blonde continues
before leaning back on the couch and resting his arm on the backrest behind
Hinata's neck. "Sakura really seems to have been the right choice for you as a
wife." The Hyuga agrees suddenly. Confused and a little disbelieving, Sasuke
turns his eyes to Neji. "Just that you are here in this club is remarkable and
on top you are even wearing a jeans with a colored shirt again!" Neji smiles
appreciatively to the Haruno, "I think you can do a lot.” Ino says with an
amused smile, leaning forward and looks at her best friend. "After all it’s
such a miracle that Sasuke is here at all, which Naruto still doubted until
minutes ago, I would now like to know how you did it." The blonde grins
conspiratorially and wiggles her eyebrows up and down. "I threatened to knock
him out and have him carried over." The green eyed woman explains shortly and
shrugs her shoulders before ordering a drink from the waiter which is assigned
to the lounge.

"A round shorts goes on me.” Ryosuke says with a grin and puts his arm around
his girlfriend, while the waiter leaves the group again. "Sakura, have you
already given Sasuke your birthday kiss?" Tenten supports her elbow on her knee
with a smile. "I also want to see a kiss from the couple in the round!" Agrees
the Inuzuka to the brunette woman. "That won’t happen. Sasuke won't kiss me.
He wants to punish me and for me it actually is a really tough punishment.”
Towards the end of her testimony, the pinkette becomes more and more sarcastic.
"What do you have to be punished for?" Ryosuke raises his eyebrow skeptically
and looks at his sister. An innocent grin lies on the Haruno's lips. "I should
draw something for him to demonstrate my talent.” she begins. "Oh you had to
prove that?" It come from Kiba in amazement. "Yes. Anyway, in the afternoon of
my first day I put the drawing he wanted on the table. The motive didn't matter.
But he didn't really like it.” She continues. "What did you draw?", The Hyuuga
girl asks for the first time this evening. "A robot that has just zipped up the
zipper of his suit costume and has put Sasuke's face on as a mask." The young
Haruno smiles innocently as the group bursts out laughing. "A really fitting
presentation! Did you take a picture? ”The Uzuamki grins immediately. "Naruto,
I don't take pictures of every minute of my life. No, but the drawing is in my
office at home. You are welcome to come and see them. How about it? I'm baking a
cake for Sunday, celebrating Sasuke’s birthday with his parents. Don't you all
want to come too?” The green-eyed woman suggests with a smile and immediately
gets everyone's approval.

While Sakura submits her idea, the drinks are finally served and everyone is
given a short. With a sigh, the Uchiha pushes his own over to his wife. "You can
not be serious can you?” She asks, making him frown. “I told you I don’t
drink.” She sighs at his words. “First, it's your birthday, a short one
won't make you unable to work. Secondly, it is rude to refuse a drink that has
been bought for you, do I have to seriously complain to your mother about your
rude behavior?” His wife says indignantly. The black haired man picks up the
small glass. With a slights scowl he looks briefly at the Haruno on his left
before gulping the liquid down and looking at the others in the group, who stare
at him in amazement. "Is that the trick? A simple threat? ”Neji inquires
amazed. "Not really, but I have no doubt that she would tell my mother about
it.” Explains the black haired man before they all toast themselves and plunge
down the shorts down their throats. Just what was so hard to understand about
him not drinking? He doesn’t get it. Tenten smiles at her friend before paying
attention to the Yamanaka. "Girls. Pixie says it's All About Tonight, so let's
dance.“ The blonde grins and pulls the Haruno, who can just put her glass down
on the table, with her. Honoka also follows the two and the brown eyed one takes
the shy cousin of her best friend with her.
 
A few minutes pass. The women dance wildly on the dance floor, while the male
part of the group talks about work and sport and also touches on the topic of
God and the world. Sighing, the Haruno settles down next to her husband and
picks up her drink, from which she immediately takes a few sips. Kiba, who was
probably on the toilet, joins the group again and settles on the couch next to
his best friend. With relish he puts his arms on the back of the couch. "Tired
of dancing already?" He finally asks the women. "We are taking a break, the
dance floor is quite full right now and you get thirsty when you dance in the
midst of so many people!" The blonde of the group fanned her face with air to
clarify her statement. The Hyuga laughs amused when the waiter shows up and puts
a new round of dishes on the table. Neji’s eyes wandering to the Inuzuka, who
grins innocently. Sakura smiles slightly when she sees her friend grinning like
that. He also believes that a birthday should be celebrated properly, although
everyone in the group thinks that except Sasuke. Sighing in pain, he takes his
short to hand to gulp the liquid down. He hated it.
 
"And we still haven't seen a kiss." Naruto notes almost casually as he looks
down at the dancing crowd. The lounge in which the group sits is a kind of
balcony, with glass between the pillars on the ceiling to symbolize a certain
privacy. "We actually only kiss in public or when it is more or less
required.” Explains the Uchiha as he grabs a handful of chips. Suddenly the
eyes of the Uzumaki seem to shine while he straightens up and laughs happily.
"How nice that both just apply to the situation.” He grins. But his best
friend just snorts. "That doesn't really count, since you are our friends.”
The Uchiha says, putting another potato chip in his mouth.
 
A sigh to his left makes him look around. "Why did you give me such a man of all
people as a husband? Even with Neji it would be better.” In a hopeless voice,
Sakura applies the words to her big brother. "I haven’t imagined marrying to a
cocky girl either.” Her dark grey eyed husband responds with a snort. "Better
watch out that you don't overwork your stomach with so much food all at once,
that's not what you're used to.” Says the Haruno with a poisonous look. "Is it
gnawing on you that I haven't eaten your food in a while?" A grin lies on his
lips. "Yes, immensely. It's such a bad punishment for me. It really kills me
that I only have to cook every two days because there is something else from the
previous day. I really suffer from your ingenious punishment with which you
actually punish yourself. Just like kissing.” Theatrically, the pinkette puts
the back of her hand on her forehead and blinks desperately towards the
ceiling.
 
The waiter shows up and collects the empty glasses from the table. When all of
these are on his tray, he looks around. "May I bring you something else?" He
politely asks. Immediately everyone orders a new drink from him, which he makes
a good note of and finally turns to the Haruno. "I will have a BacardiCranberry
and the little boy here a lemon iced tea.” She smiles and pats Sasuke’s head
while saying that. The waiter smiles amused and leaves. The black haired man
snorts. "I'm not a little boy, if you missed that.” He notes annoyed. "Oh
really? You are not? I have to put your clothes out so that you are dressed
appropriately, someone has to sit next to you so that you eat something and you
don't drink alcohol while you're snapping like a little boy.“ She looks at him
in astonishment and finally grins cockily. "I am a child? You're the clumsy
girl. You constantly cut your finger, stumble or knock something on the
ground.” The annoyed voice of the youngest Uchihas sounds again. The pink
haired woman looks at him bored and then to the side again. "At least I don't
have to kiss a wildly strange girl to silence her! I know other metho- ” The
Haruno falls silent in the middle of the sentence as his hands shot to her
cheeks quickly, to make her face him and her lips close with his. Her eyes
immediately close and she returns the kiss and leans on the couch pillows, in
which she was almost pushed by his weight anyway.
 
It appears like minutes to the pinkette before Sasuke separates from her again,
his face a tad away and looks down at her, hands resting next to her. "It seem
like someone really likes to kiss your sister a lot." Naruto grins at Ryosuke
after silently following the discussion between their married friends, albeit
with an amused smile or grin. "I told you he was actually punishing himself.”
Smiles the Haruno, ruffling Sasuke's hair, which rolls his eyes and sits upright
again as he tries to sort the mess in his hair. "Seems like I made the right
decision." The brunette Haruno leans back on the couch. "What?" His sister looks
stunned at him. "Oh yes, the two fit together perfectly.” The blonde nods in
agreement and takes a sip of her drink, which the waiter has just placed in
front of her. "Another peach ice tea and a whiskey on the rocks, please." The
Haruno smiles at the man who nods and leaves the lounge.
 
"Are you still angry with me about the drawing?" The pinkette explores after a
few moments. Her husband turns to her and looks at her silently from his dark
grey eyes. "Okay." She sighs in defeat and then looks at the others. The black
haired, however, does not look away, but looks at her profile and pink curls.
"Thank you.” He then hears his wife's voice, who thanks the waiter for the
drinks. "Do you want to mix now or something? You haven't even drunk your
BacardiCranberry!” The Yamanaka notes confused. The pinkette winks at her and
picks up the whiskey. "Here. Goes on me.“ Smiling she holds the glass up to
the Uchiha, who looks at it in surprise and then takes it. With the iced tea in
her hand, the pink haired woman finally leans back and takes several large sips.
"Do we want to go back to the dance floor?" Tenten turns to the other women, who
immediately agree. "None of you wants to come with us anyway, right?" She
finally asks the men in the group, who immediately say no with a smile. However,
they do not miss the opportunity to follow the ladies with their eyes and to
watch them dance and follow their movements. As they were gone, Sasuke put the
whiskey back on the table and leans back. It was amusing what she did, but that
didn’t change the fact that he still doesn’t like drinking.

"But you have never kissed with tongue, have you?" Suddenly the voice of the
Uzumaki sounds from the side. Surprised, Sasuke turns to his best friend, who
looks at him with curiosity. "As I said, we actually only kiss in public or when
it is required, for example when reporters are nearby or we meet a business
partner who was at the wedding." The Uchiha explains and looks silently at his
untouched whiskey. A few minutes pass. The men are again absorbed in their
conversations and alcohol is flowing in abundance. Sasuke is the only sober one,
annoyed at the boys trying to keep buying him shots. "It has already gotten
really late." The black haired man observes after looking at the clock. He has
been pushed enough today. "Hey Neji your cousin can dance really well.” It
comes from Naruto. "You can join her and dance with her." Kiba grins immediately
and takes a sip of his Coke. "You go to Ino.” The blonde replies only.
Laughing, Tenten, who has come back with Honoka and joined the drinking crowd,
leans back and against Neji. "Tse. I no longer have such problems. I am
married.” Says the black haired man and laughs with a shake of his head.
"Exactly, you have other problems now.” The Inuzuka nods. "Oh and that is?”
It comes from the Uchiha. "For example, that some greasy guy is just dancing on
your wife." Kiba says and takes another sip of his Coke. Sighing, Sasuke gets
up. “Okay.” It escapes his lips and pats once over his legs before he looks
down into the crowd, while he goes down and exists the lounge. 
 
On the way to the dance floor, Hinata runs into him, which goes back to the
others. But he doesn't take his eyes off the Haruno, who tries to keep dancing
and not to be disturbed by the guy, who always comes closer and tries to dance
at her. Maybe she should have put on a pair of jeans underneath. He takes a
quick look at her outfit before walking towards her with a sigh. The guy is
trying to persuade her to dance with him when the Uchiha shows up. "Find
yourself someone else, she is mine." He only says and pulls Sakura to his chest.
"Yay. My husband is here.” Smiling, she looks up at him and immediately wraps
her arms around his neck. Sasuke too smiles and leans forward to kiss her while
he possessively presses her against him. Carefully she rises on her tiptoes and
comes to meet him and lets him gently place his lips on hers.
 
It takes a few seconds for them to come loose. "Let's go home. It is already
late.“ He finally says and she nods. Smiling, she takes his hand and walks out
of the crowd, dancing lightly. A smile steals on his lips when he sees that.
Together they return to the lounge. "Okay everyone. We will slowly make our way
home. By the way, you should also do that Naruto.” Sasuke explains to his
friends. "Yes, we should also go slowly, I have to go to work tomorrow." Ryosuke
admits, as the other voices do as well. Over time, everyone gets up and takes
their things, pay their drinks to the waiter and leave the stuffy, full club.
Finally, Sasuke thought.

The pleasantly cool night air hits them and immediately has a sobering effect on
the crowd. "Okay guys. I'm going to take Hinata home. You can't trust cabs these
days.” Naruto says. The others agree with him immediately and when the first
of the ordered cabs comes around the corner, the two say goodbye to their
friends. Sasuke and Sakura finally get into one of the cabs too and are driven
home. "It was nice. We should do that more often.” The Haruno smiles at her
husband, who nods slowly. "But next time on a Friday or Saturday and please no
clubs or bars again." He notes. The pink haired woman smiles happily, though her
smile got a little gentler. “You really do hate drinking and loud places,
huh?” She asks, making him look at her. All he could give her in response was
a small shrug. After all, in the end of the day not everyone likes the same
things. It gets quiet in the car again until they arrive in front of their villa
and get out. They enter the house in silence. "Don't forget to set the alarm
clock!" The  green eyed woman calls out as she climbs the first steps. "You
don't need to scream like that. I'm right behind you.“ The Uchiha only replies
to her and stops when she does so too. He looks at her questioningly as she
suddenly turns to him. Even if she is one step higher, she is still a few
centimeters smaller than him. She looks at him in silence. He is about to say
something when she suddenly raises her hands and puts them on his cheeks. She
gently pulls him towards her and puts her lips on his. The black haired man
returning the kiss a little surprised. "Happy birthday." She whispers with a
smile as she pulls away from him. But she doesn't let her hands drop. "Thank
you." Sasuke replies just as quietly.

"Are you still angry with me?" She asks carefully, slowly lowering her hands. He
leans forward hesitantly and puts his forehead against hers. "No." He shakes his
head gently and looks into her green eyes. "Now, we have to go to sleep slowly
but surely." He finally says. Sakura nods in agreement and when she turns and
climbs the first steps, he gives her a smack on her ass. "Did you just smack
me?" She asks in disbelief. He just shrugs and grins. "You’re cocky!” She
only says, which makes his grin grow wider. "Yes, I can do that too.” The
Uchiha nods amused. "Good night.” Sakura smiles before walking up the stairs,
covering her buttocks with her hands. Sasuke follows with a smile.

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