Step 29 - Making Plans
We are constantly making plans in our lives. Plans about what to wear, what to eat, or buy, where and when to work or the like. There are always plans everywhere. Construction plans, route plans, marriage and many other. The important thing about planning something is to be spontaneous from time to time as well. However, not everything is possible to go smooth and according to plan, since a lot of things still happen unexpected. You plan to get married, you plan a wedding, a honeymoon, but things like, for example death, illnesses, pregnancy and the like, happen mostly unexpected and it’s best not to live your whole married life according to plan.
Thick fog is lingering in the air, making it hard for people to even see ten meters through it. December is just around the corner. There are only a few days left, until the last month of the year begins. The temperatures are getting colder again and the fine, white clouds of breath will no longer be uncommon.
The young, pink haired woman enters the kitchen of her villa with a soft hum. For a moment her gaze turns to the with fog covered surroundings outside the window, before she turns back and opens the fridge. She pulls out the vegetable drawer and takes out a bag of carrots. Quickly closing the fridge again, she puts the plastic bag on the counter, to take a pair of scissors out of a drawer and cut open the bag. Emptying it’s content on the counter and dumping the plastic bag into the trash can, she looks back at the vegetables in front of her. One of her eyebrows rise skeptically, only to pull her smartphone out of her sweater pocket and unlock it’s screen. Intending to take a picture of the vegetables and put it into the chat group, through which she keeps her contact to her female friends, she lets her fingers move over her smartphones keyboard and types in a message.
Sakura Haruno: ‘Is it just me, or do they all really look kind of perverted?’
After sending her message to her friends, the young woman puts her smartphone aside onto the kitchen counter and turns to the vegetables, from which she chooses one and puts the rest back into the fridge. A soft hum escapes her lips, while washing her carrot and cuts of it’s ends, before her cell phone vibrates and announces an incoming message.
Ino Yamanaka: ‘Oh my god! They seriously look like orange penises!’
A laugh comes over her lips at the message. So, after all, she wasn't just imagining things and her carrots really look perverted. Biting off the carrot’s head, which Ino called ‘the orange penis’ she leaves the kitchen again and approaches the living room instead, but pauses in the middle of her way. When she looked into the living room a few minutes ago, Sasuke was reading a book with such concentration, that she didn't want to disturb him. He has been so busy all week, that she doesn't want to bother him when he is concentrating on something other than work.
Silently she then turns around and instead of going into the living room, goes up the stairs and into the bedroom. Biting off another piece of the vegetable in her hand, she suddenly takes notice of a noise coming from the bathroom. Sceptical, Sakura pauses in her doings and looks at the bathroom door for a moment, before deciding to take a look. Holding the rest of her carrot in between her mouth, she walks to the bathroom door and opens it. Her gaze partly lowered, the young woman takes a step forward, as the door closes again behind her. Suddenly, she stops in her movements, as her emerald eyes stare right in front of herself in shock. Since she has lowered her eyes to waist level, she is now staring at her husband's bare pelvis, his bare bottom, or in other words; his manhood. She is standing there, frozen and wishing for the floor to open up and swallow her whole. She can feel her cheeks burn immediately and she is sure that she’s competing with a tomato. With a hitch, which resembles a gasped squeak, she quickly turns around, in order to dash out of the door and avoid the embarrassing situation.
Unfortunately, embarrassing moments are just a magical attraction for her. A loud bang sounds in the bathroom, when her forehead, her nose and the rest of her body bangs mercilessly against the wooden door, while the carrot in her mouth breaks off and falls to the floor. With narrowed eyes, she staggers back from the impact and lets out a pained groan. Her hand immediately finds its way to her forehead. Why does her clumsiness have to make a grand entrance right now, when things were already embarrassing enough without it? She notices how she’s about to hit the floor and also has to slowly approach this need when her knees start to fail. Her upper body is already lowering towards the floor when she suddenly feels arms wrapping underneath her armpits and a warm and manly chest, against which she gets pulled back.
Groaning, she holds the painful spot on her forehead with her fingers. "Are you okay?" She hears the voice of her husband, who carefully sets her down on the floor. "I guess so... My clumsiness had to set in again." Mumbles the Haruno, but refuses to open her eyes. “Why are you even here? You were just downstairs and reading a book!" She sounds almost reproachful, while he pulls her fingers from her forehead, on which he discovers a small laceration. "I poured my drink over my pants and had to change." She hears him explain silently, while he gets back up and takes a handkerchief which he moistens, before sitting back down next to her on the floor. He wipes the little trickle of blood from her cheek and up to her temple, to her eyebrow and then starts gently dabbing the wound. A hiss escapes his wife's lips as he gently touches the injury. "And why were you naked?" She asks, her face distorted with pain. The Uchiha clears his throat briefly, obviously embarrassed. "I poured it right over my crotch." Sakura opens her eyes in disbelief and looks at him, only to look away again.
Sasuke clears his throat again and throws the handkerchief into the sink. "You have a small laceration." He begins, "We should put a band aid on it." Getting back up on his feet, he pulls his wife back up as well. When she is standing on her own feet again, he immediately lets go of her hand, trying to cover up how uncomfortable he is feeling about the fact that she saw him completely naked. Even if he quickly put on new boxer shorts as soon as she turned around, it doesn’t change the fact that she still saw everything. It happened unexpected and ended up in an embarrassing mess for the both of them. So far they have never gone further than making out and touching each other here and there. They have only ever seen each other in underwear until now. But he thinks that it is partly his fault too, since he should have locked the bathroom door. Since she had been in the kitchen, he thought that he could change up quickly, but as it turned out, it didn't work. "And why are you up here?" He inquires, while opening the bathroom door for her. "I didn't want to disturb you while reading." She explains truthfully and picks up the orange thing from the floor, which she had in her mouth only a few minutes ago.
Sasuke turns back to her in surprise, his dark grey eyes staring at her in disbelief. This all had to be a bad joke! When Sakura lifts her eyes shyly and meets his, he immediately turns away and looks at their wardrobe. "I see." It comes over his lips in a soft mumble, while he opens the doors to his dresser. “It wouldn't have mattered anyway, since i’m going to meet the boys for squash now. But thanks for the thoughts." He smiles slightly into her direction, while he puts on everyday clothes and puts his sports clothes into a bag. "Okay." He hears her say, before she leaves the bedroom. When the door falls back into it’s lock, he lets out a sigh. Partly relieved. This uncomfortable tension between them is unbearable. How are things supposed to work out when he comes back in the evening after this embarrassing mess? Their plans for the day had been that he meets the boys for Sqaush, while Hinata would come for a visit because of the fundraising gala, which Sakura wants to organize for the orphans. After all, Hinata is working as an event manager and therefore was the best choice to help Sakura with the plans. In the evening they had planned to go out to a club with all their friends and relax a bit. But just how are they supposed to relax, if there is such an uncomfortable tension between them now?
The Uchiha zips up the bag with his sports clothes and then lifts it up to put it on his bedside. His dark eyes stare on the made bed. Forget the plans. Just how on earth are they supposed to sleep in the same room when they come back at night? it’s not like either of them could forget so easily what just happened. His lips leave an agonized sigh. Just why did this have to happen now that they barely made up again, after all that has happened between them and after they decided to go a bit further on their relationship? He seriously fears that this unexpected and embarrassing moment will end up destroying all their efforts with a single blow. Lifting the sports bag over his shoulder, Sasuke slowly walks out of the room and down the stairs. A faint hiss makes him look up, when only a few steps separate him from the ground floor. Sakura is standing in the hallway, loosening her fingers from the wound, making him able to see the dark red blood. Now it occurs to him again, that he actually wanted to put a band aid on her wound, so he walks past her into the kitchen and opens the cupboard in which they keep the band aids. He takes out one of them and pulls off the protective cover. "Here.” Sakura turns around at his silent hum and looks at him in confusion, watching him as he gently sticks it onto her wound. "Thanks." She mumbles, still quite embarrassed. Briefly he examines her from embarrassment flushed cheeks, before he starts moving again. "See you later." She can hear him mumble back, as he walks past her and towards the garage. A little distance will be doing the both of them good at this point.
Sakura stares at the ground in front of her feet in silence, until suddenly an image appears before her inner eye. A soft groan escapes her lips, when she catches herself thinking of her naked husband standing right in front of her again. Her cheeks burn while she tries to shake of the thoughts with a wild shake of her head. This can’t be happening! It’s as if the image of the naked Uchiha has been burned into her brain. Shaking her head once more, she quickly heads for the stairs to the basement, in order to get on the treadmill and perhaps get to other thoughts, instead of her naked husband. Desperate and annoyed, she lets out a grumble and starts stomping down the stairs.
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With a gentle push, the Uchiha slams the door of his car shut and looks at the garden in front of him. His and Sakura’s garden. “I thought about doing a presentation about the children, for whom the house is supposed to be constructed. So our guests can see for whom they will actually be willed to donate and maybe someone would even end up wanting to adopt one of the children.” He hears the voice of his wife and immediately looks around, before following it in order to find her. "I also think it's a good idea if the guests can bring their children with them to the gala, where they can be looked after in a separate room." His wife keeps explaining her thoughts, while he comes to a halt and watches his wife and her blue haired friend raking the leaves. "I thought Ino is the garden and plant friend." It escapes his lips a bit confused, drawing their attention to himself. He can see how his wife flinches, startled, and looks up, while Hinata just turns to him a little surprised. "Hello." She says friendly, while Sakura needs a moment to collect herself. "I was already working in the garden when she came, so she decided to help me out while discussing the plans for the fundraising gala." His wife then explains silently, before immediately concentrating back on the lawn and the leaves in front of her. "Okay... By the way, it's already 5 pm.“ The Uchiha explains the situation tho the two women, to remind them about their plans. "Oh, really? I seriously should get going then, have dinner and prepare. Your ideas are great Sakura. Let’s sit down together again on Sunday and put together the first plans, okay?” Smiling, the young Hyuga quickly leans the rake against the wall and runs to the driveway with a wave of her hand. “See you later!”
“You can go in already. I'll come in after I’ve put everything away." The Haruno explains without looking up and takes the rakes in order to bring them back from where she got them. He watches her in silence, before going back to his car and gets out his bag. Sakura lets out a deep sigh while putting the garden tools back into the shed and then closes it’s door behind herself, before walking back through the damp lawn and to the house. She can hear an engine start before a car drives away. Probably Hinata, who has just fetched her handbag. The young Haruno lets her gaze wander through the surroundings. The fog is still thick, but it has cleared a bit, so that she can actually see as far as to the street, which makes a little over 150 feet. The sun shines through the fog in an orange-yellowish light and it makes her smile slightly, when she enters the house and takes off her jacket and shoes.
The young woman walks into the kitchen and begins preparing and cooking dinner. She doesn't even want to know where her husband is, but ends up thinking that he probably went up to take a shower. Immediately another image appears in front of her inner eyes and she would like to just bang her head against something instead of imagining her husband in the shower with all the details. With bright red cheeks, she stares back at the ingredients with a stern look and tries to concentrate on them, but Sasuke, who is dancing naked through her brain, makes it way too difficult for her. Maybe she should get herself so drunk at the club that she ends up forgetting the whole day! But then again she remembers promising him not to drink herself wasted anymore, which makes her let out a slight sigh.
The Uchiha slowly approaches the kitchen and runs his fingers through his still wet hair. Playing squash with the boys did him good and actually distracted him from the embarrassing thoughts. Finally, he silently enters the kitchen, in which his wife is already cooking the meal. "How was it?" He can hear her ask, when she takes notice of him and stirs the pan. "Quite well. And what about the gala planning?” Clearing his throat, he walks to one of the drawers to take out the plates and cutleries, to start setting the table. At least they can both be in the same room again and talk to each other, without having to feel that uncomfortable. "After we quickly found the right place and also fixed the date thanks to your father, we were already able to send out the invitations, now we are actually concentrating on the details and the schedule." She explains to him and turns off the stove. "So things are going well." He notes with a slight smile. He's happy for his wife. That she’s having no problems with her plans to help the children, so that hey can have the chance on a better future. "Yes." She confirms and puts the food on the table.
"I thought that we could go shopping next Saturday, to get ourselves some clothes for both gala’s.” The black haired man utters while his wife distributes the food into the plates. "If you have time, that is." He then quickly adds, since he can imagine that she will have a lot of stress. Even though she’s planning this event, she still refused his offer to be released from work. So she’s actually going to work and preparing the fundraising gala at the same time. It’s a lot of work and gives her little time to relax. "Of course. The sooner we handle that, the better. Then I don't need to worry about it later. It will definitely save me from a lot of stress." Sakura smiles briefly at her husband before she looks back at her plate and starts to eat in silence.
"I think we'll order a cab tonight, right?" The young Haruno finally breaks the silence while eating. "There’s no need. You know i won’t drink.” Sasuke explains briefly and shortly afterwards finishes his meal. Sakura has to smile while looking at her plate. She can’t stress enough how glad she is to have her husband back. Sasuke waits in silence until she ate up as well, before he starts clearing the table and putting the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. “I will go and read a little more in the living room. Let me know when you're done upstairs.” He takes a quick glance towards her and over his shoulder, while telling her this. It seems like it will take them some time before they can look each other in the eyes again. "Sure." His wife replies behind him, before he disappears from the kitchen. It seems like the evening will be really a bit tense between the two after all.
A little about an hour later, Sasuke can hear his wife shout down the stairwell that she’s done so far and that he can come up if he likes. With a sigh, the Uchiha then closes his book and puts it aside, before he gets up and slowly goes upstairs to the bedroom. Through the open door he can see inside the room, where he finds Sakura sitting on her half of the bed. She put her natural curls on curlers, like usual, and covered her body in a bathrobe. For a moment he watches her pulling tights in her skin tone over her graceful legs, before he turns away and walks towards his side of the dresser. He examines its insides for a moment, before he hears the door to the bathroom being closed. A quick look to his side confirms his suspicion that she went into the bathroom.
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"Sakura! Heyhoo!“ A well known females voice sounds through the noise in the club, animating said woman to immediately looks around for her best friend, who is standing next to the cloakroom and waves at her. "Hey." Sakura then finally replies and hugs her blonde female friend tightly, happy to finally see her again. "Is everyone already here?" The Uchiha inquires, when he steps next to his wife to greet the Yamanaka with a quick wave of his hand. She too waves at him, before shrugging her shoulders once. "No. Kiba is still missing." Ino appears relatively calm while explaining him the situation, while Sakura slips off her black trench coat and hands it to the lady in the cloakroom. "Classic, but pretty and sexy." The blue eyed woman comments immediately with a smile and winks conspiratorially at her friend. At her comment, the Uchiha looks away from the surroundings and at his wife, whom he eyes with interest. With slight red cheeks, Sakura lifts her gaze from her outfit and at her friend. Now that she is married, she could actually come in casual clothes to clubs, but since she is more an It Girl for some people in Japan, she is rather forced to pay more attention to her looks. That's why she opted for a simple, white tank top with a beige pencil skirt which reaches to her knees and a pair of glittering pumps.
Sasuke completes his silent examination and then looks at Ino, who has long since immersed in her conversation with his wife. “Where are the others?” He simply asks the blonde and breaks her flow of speech, making her immediately pause with a smile. "Let me take you there." The Yamanaka points into a certain direction in which their friends seem to wait for them already, asking the couple to follow her as she starts to walk through the crowd. More secluded from everything else, they can see their friends sitting on a big couch, chatting and laughing with each other. Naruto immediately gets up with a wide grin on his lips, as soon as he discovers the newcomers approaching them. “Hey, you two!” The Uzumaki seems quite delighted to see that his best friend came as well and gives him a typical men’s handshake, before the others too welcome and greet them.
Sakura sits down with her female friends, while Sasuke makes himself comfortable between the other men of the group. He looks around in silence, until his eyes fixate on and observe his blonde friend just sitting there in silence and sipping his beer. Neji too takes notice of the usually loud man. “Want to go to the bar for a drink?” The Ama suggests while getting up, as the other women already follow her to her destination. Smiling, the female group occupies some of the bar stools. In between their chatter and giggles, they order heir drinks and make themselves comfortable.
"Did you and Sakura have sex?" The Hyuga suddenly asks into the silence between the three men. Sasuke’s eyes immediately move back towards the brunette man in surprise, while a noise can be heard from the Uzumaki, which sounds as if he was desperately trying to hold himself up from spitting his drink out in a fountain. "What?" It escapes both men at the same time. "Where did you come up with that shit?" The Uchiha then adds, stunned at his friends assumption. "You two are embarrassed about something." Neji starts to explain with a shrug of his shoulders, "Mishaps during sex aren’t so uncommon, especially at the first try." The Uchiha just shakes his head in deny at his words, confused as to how sex was his first, and seemingly only, thought. "No, I haven't slept with her." And after all, that is the truth. “When can I actually sleep with Hinata again?” The Uzumaki suddenly interjects his question after he has calmed down from his shock, making the Hyuga choke on his beer next. Sasuke looks at his friend, dumbfounded. "Why are you asking us for permission? Are you okay?" One of his perfect eyebrows jerks up, watching how Naruto frowns at his question. "You and Sakura more or less forbade it when you didn't let us drive home together on my birthday." Naruto’s frown slowly turns into a soft pout at his own words. He didn’t touch her ever since. "They forbade it so you wont end up getting as embarrassed on your first date as Sasuke and Sakura are now." Neji grins at his own explanation, seeing how Sasuke shoots an annoyed glance at him. "I told you already that i didn't sleep with her." The Uchiha repeats his earlier statement and turns to his best friend with a sigh, to answer his earlier question. “I can’t tell you when to deepen your relationship with Hinata. That is your decision, not mine." He just holds his fist towards Neji, who bumps his own against his with a smirk. For the subliminal allusion.
The Uzumaki growls at the two men, watching his best friend ordering himself something to drink. Obviously alcohol free. At this point no one complains about it anymore, rather happy about the fact that he is even coming to such places now. After all, the Uchiha used to decline to hang out with them most of the time when he was single. "How did you even get the idea that Sakura and I could be embarrassed about something?" Sasuke tries to appear calm while asking the question, which the brunette replies to with a shrug. “Well, normally i always see you two sitting next to each other, but today Sakura suddenly went down to sit with the girls, far away from you. Apart from that, you basically avoid meeting each other's eyes.” Sasuke has to sigh inwardly at his observations and curses himself for it. Why did Neji have to notice it? The long haired man examines him in silence, while he pays for his drink which gets served to him. After a quick look at his friend, he lets out a resigned sigh and sips on his newly brought drink. Leaning back against the couch he stares at his glass, swaying it slightly in circles and thinking about if he should tell them about the embarrassing situation or not. “She bursted into the bathroom this morning when I was changing.” The discomfort visible in his eyes. "And? You change next to each other every day. So what's so special about it?” Naruto looks bored at his best friend with a shake o his head, a bit disappointed even, since he's been waiting for Sasuke to come up with something exciting. "It’s because i wasn’t wearing anything at that moment, you idiot." Sasuke lets out a growl, unable to hold back a blush.
Neji on his right laughs amused. "That's it? She saw you naked? There was really nothing more to the story?” The Hyuuga now integrates himself back into the conversation with a smile. "Nice that you find it so amusing. It was fucking embarrassing." Sasuke grumbles at the fact that his friends are taking it so lightly, while he is here sitting and doesn’t know how to process this experience. "Why? Were you erected or something?" The Hyuga continues to explore. "No. Why should I have been erected?“ The question came unexpected and it makes the Uchiha look up in a mix of surprise and skepticism. “The question is more, why weren't you erected? Have you ever looked at your wife? I mean, properly? All men are excited after one look, but you tell me you aren’t. Just look at all the other men, they are literally undressing her with their looks!” Neji points to the Haruno and the men around gawking at her. Sasuke follows his request in silence and looks around the club, only to see that in fact most of the men are staring greedily at the four women at the bar. His eyes are slowly narrowing and darkening at what he is getting to see. “Are you sure you're not gay?” Sasuke growls menacingly, when he hears his friend to his right ask this question. However, unfortunately it doesn’t have the effect he had hoped to get and instead gets an amused laugh in response. It would have worked on any other, but Neji seems to be more used to it and that fact annoys him even more.
"Believe me, Sakura got it way worse than you. It’s that you were the one who was seen completely naked. Compared to hers, your feeling of shame will pass quickly. Sakura, however, is the one who saw you naked. The picture of your naked body will haunt her forever and you will be able to tell every single time. You’ll be able to tell it when she suddenly turns bright red out of nowhere and looks like she would want to sink into the ground. It will mean that you reappeared in her head naked or she maybe even was imagining things.” Another shrug comes from the Hyuga while he says all this with a slight grin and takes a sip from his bottle. Meanwhile, his gaze lays on the young women at the bar, across from them.
"Say, is Sakura's ass really as tight as it looks?” Neji suddenly asks into the round, while looking at said woman's bottom. Sasuke’s features turn into a sceptical frown, before he looks back at his friend. “Where should I know?” He replies, just as questioningly, only to get a shocked look in response. "Hellooho! She's your wife!" He interjects with a sigh and shakes his head before just deciding to continue to investigate. "And what about the breasts? Do they fit nicely into your hands, or are they too small? Maybe too big? What is her cup size? Is that B or C? No, no, that has to be C!” Sasuke growls at his shameless interrogation and looks at him, not uttering a single word. Of course he touched her breasts once or twice through her bra or clothes, but it’s not like it’s anyone else’s business. The long haired man returns his look in shock. "You seriously never touched her like that before??”
“Sasuke.” Neji sighs for a moment and shakes his head in disbelief. “Your wife consists of more than just pretty clothes and a beautiful face. Sakura's ass and breasts are not to be ignored and it is a shame you don't pay any attention to them. Especially in this outfit, the high cut skirt emphasizes her breasts and ass particularly beautifully. Women don't emphasize their curves for nothing and you just choose to ignore it.” The frown on Sasuke’s face becomes stronger the further the brunette man talks. He doesn't like at all how Neji keeps talking about his wife while staring her up and down. "Sasuke. A woman doesn't just want to be seen as pretty, but also as sexy, so she emphasizes her breasts and ass. You also have to take a closer look at these advantages, not just her hair or her face." Following his own remarks, the Hyuga carefully observes the young woman in her outfit some more, obviously not done with his unnecessary teachings.
“A woman's podex and breasts are made to be touched and caressed. Women want us to do that. You think it's nice, but I tell you it is best if a woman's breast fits perfectly into your hand and your wife really has extraordinarily pretty breasts and a beautiful ass. You'd like to fiddle around with it.” A threatening growl comes over Sasuke's lips, killing his long-haired friend again and again with his death glare. The Hyuuga falls silent, but seemingly not enough. A moment later he’s already back on his rambling.
“Maaan! She saw you naked, Sasuke! You can fiddle around and elicit a few little sounds of pleasure from her. I mean, just take a damn closer look at her.” He makes a dissolute gesture with his hand at Sasuke’s wife, while looking at him. “Are you really sure that you're not gay? You can’t tell me that you feel nothing when she's standing in front of you in black lace underwear." The brunette man smirks when he sees how much he is pissing him off with all his rambling. But could this stop him? Definitely not.
"Admit it, you've never looked at her carefully when she stood in front of you in underwear or bikini and you've never let your imaginations run wild either. Imagine when she stands in front of you and leans forward, when she stretches that magnificent ass towards you, or sits on your lap and rubs her buttocks against your little friend." Sasuke is seething at this point. Every single word pisses him off more and more. "Or her breasts, if she leans forward and you can see directly into her cleavage and i believe that she can certainly work some miracles with her mouth too." That’s it. This sentence brought the barrel to overflow. Sasuke shots up on his feet with his cold death glare and grabs him by his collar.
"Shut up! You're talking about my wife here!” A deep growl rumbles through his chest while he hisses loudly at his friend. The girls at the bar seem to have heard his outburst too, as they too look over to them now and it pisses Sasuke off the more, that his fiend still takes it all with humor and has the nerve to laugh calmly. “I'm just teasing you! Relax. Don't worry, I am not interested in Sakura. She’s a pretty woman and has her advantages, but other women like Tenten have them too." Sasuke slowly lets go of him, but not without glaring at him one more time before he sits back down with a disgusted huff and sips on his drink. “That you keep your eyes on her face during a conversation and won’t look down at her breasts makes you a decent guy and I know that you are a decent guy, Sasuke, but it's about time for you to take it a bit further. You’re married. Do it in small steps, small gestures, which show her that you like those parts of her too and not just her face and the outfits.”
"You seriously need to get laid, Neji." Sasuke snorts dismissively at his fiend and averts his gaze briefly at Naruto, who is sitting silently next to his left and hasn’t said a thing in quite a while. He wonders if there was something wrong with the blond today. After all it’s no like him to be this silent for more than a minute. "Maybe I just want to get you to go to Sakura and kiss her." He suddenly hears the Hyuga reply to his right, which Sasuke responds to with another snort. "I will certainly not do that just so you pervert can horn yourself up on it. There are so many women here in the club, choose one and go to the damn toilet with her." The Uchiha says, annoyed, and leans back to look at his wife across from him. "I would like to, but how is that supposed to work when Japan’s dream man is here with his wife and it seems as if they’re in stress? They’re all gawking at you." Neji lets out a growl at the end of his statement, but this time it’s Sasuke who just takes it with humor. "That." The Uchiha starts and looks around at his friend with a malicious smile. “Is certainly not my problem.” With those words he just turns back around to his wife and watches her in silence.
In a good mood, the young ladies toast to each other and take a sip of their drinks. Smiling, Sakura looks slightly around the place, until her eyes meet her husband, sitting calmly between his friends on the couch and looking at her. Immediately her head wipes into the opposite direction, trying to avoid any eye contact and turns back to her laughing friends. "Tenten, can you tell me by any chance what nonsense your best friend implanted into my husband's head?" Her question comes out sounding a little angry, because Sasuke is still staring at her and she doesn't know why. The ladies immediately fall silent in their giggles and look around at her. "Hm? I don't know. Why are you asking?“ The brunette one of the four ladies briefly casts a glance at the men at her question, making Sakura shake her head once. "Sasuke is suddenly staring at me nonstop." The words leave her lips in a soft mumble, while staring stubbornly at the liquor bottles in the bar. Her blond friend turns her gaze back to the black haired man and examines the situation for a moment, before she turns back around with a soft giggle. "Sorry, sweetie, but he isn’t staring at you. He’s staring at your boobs and ass!" Her statement makes the young Haruno blush hard and lower her gaze to her lap. Her friend can’t be actually meaning it. He never did such a thing before.
Of course her brain has to give in to it as well, as she can suddenly see herself alone with him in a dark room. Her imaginations are running wild and she can do nothing to stop it. Imagining a light shining on the floor in front of her and onto an upholstered armchair, on which a naked Sasuke is sitting and staring her up and down intensely. It reminds her a lot of a villain scene from a movie. Suddenly a light shines above her and she looks up, frightened, before her eyes move back to her husband on whose lips she can see a smile. Not one of those warm and gentle smiles which she got used to, but rather sexy and hot. She looks down at herself uncertainly, only to see that she is standing in front of him in nothing more than sexy and black lace underwear.
The laughter of her friends pulls her back into reality, making her look at the floor in embarrassment. She could swear that her cheeks turned a few shades darker because of it, while she simply wishes to bang her head on the wooden counter again and again, without having to worry that anyone would stare at her as if she were crazy. "Say, Sakura." The Ama starts again after a moment of silence, watching as said woman snaps her head back up and looks into her eyes. "What actually happened there?" The brunette woman points to the band aid above Sakura’s left eyebrow, only for the Haruno to turn her face back down in sheer embarrassment. "I... ran into the bathroom door." She desperately hopes that her answer will be enough in order to close the topic. "Typical Sakura." The Yamanaka smiles amused and takes a sip of her drink. After all, things like that aren’t really new anymore when it comes to Sakura. “Why are you running into the bathroom door?” Of course, Tenten would ask this out of pure innocent interest. After all she’s the only one who has not yet made that much acquaintance with Sakura's clumsiness. "She wanted to get out of the bathroom." A mans voice sounds behind them and makes the young Haruno wince slightly. The fact that he is standing right behind her and heard their conversation only makes her feel even more embarrassed than she already is. While she stubbornly stares at her drink to avoid his gaze, her friends look up at him, as he comes to a halt right next to them with a slight smile.
The women turn back to Sakura with expectation and interest, but she waits in silence for her husband to return to the couch. They watch him in silence, ordering some drinks for the others, when the bartender approaches him, and pays for it. A moment later he already leaves them behind again, while Sakura follows him with her gaze to make sure that he’s out of reach. She is so not ready to talk about this without knowing him far away. Turning back around only when she can see him sit back down on the couch, she lets out a silent sigh and looks at her friends, which are still staring at her as expectant as before. “Why would you try to run out of the bathroom?” Ino finally asks in order to get her to satisfy their curiousity. "I ran into him when he was in the process of changing his clothes." A deep sigh escapes her lips at her own explanation and scratches her head in embarrassment. Sometimes her clumsiness can be so annoying. It just had to hit her again in the most unexpected and most inconvenient moment. Ino nods calmly and picks up her cocktail to take a sip from it. "What is so special about it?" Tenten then questions further, while raising her eyebrow skeptically. Hinata in the other hand just stirs her own drink with it’s straw. "Well..." The Haruno starts to explain, the redness on her cheeks not lessening at all, while she thinks about how she could describe it best. "Let's put it that way... It wasn't as orange as the carrots." Her voice breaks at the end, but not out of shyness. For a moment her heart beat so strong against her chest from the memory, that it knocked out her breath. "What?!" The Ama squeaks in shock, while Ino spits her drink back out in a fountain and onto the wall next to her.
"You... you... you saw him naked?" The Hyuga falters a bit, but all Sakura could get out was an embarrassed nod. "I guess you should try to take it with humor." Tenten then suggests in order to cheer her up and gently pats her upper arm. "Or you get drunk." Ino continues with a wink. A laugh escapes Sakura’s lips. After all that's exactly what she had thought at first too. Once again it shows what connects Ino and her. They are so close with each other, there’s no wonder that she’s thinking just like her. The group toast with each other’s glasses once more.
“Let’s see it this way: It had to happen at some point. You two are married and live together for half an year now, so it’s completely normal for you to forget to lock something like a door sometimes. Of course, it could have happened after you had sex many times too and it wouldn't have been as embarrassing for you. But in the end of the day what happened, happened." The brunette woman explains calmly, while poking around in her glass with the straw. "The bad thing is actually that I often catch myself imagining him naked now." She feels so embarrassed about this, but all her friends do in response is smile. “Come on, laugh at me! It's okay!” Her lips leave a grumble, as she’s convinced that her friends are actually suppressing a laugh. "No. Sakura, we're not laughing at you.” Hinata, the once overly shy girl of the group, says with a shake of her head, which the other two clarify with a nod of their own. "Basically it means that you are ready to take the next step with him.” A proud smile lies on the blonde's lips while saying this and caressing her pink hair almost like a big sister. "Really?" The pink haired woman looks uncertainly at her. "Of course. If you're ready to be more intimate with someone, you usually picture them naked. Besides, only you know what Sasuke really looks like." The other girls nod in agreement to her words, watching as Sakura takes a deep breath. She feels a little relieved, but the emphasis stays on a little. Even now she still feels unsure about it.
"And now that we've cleared this up, go and kiss your husband!" The Yamanaka starts again in a now demanding tone and points to the Uchiha with a wave of her hand. Sakura raises her eyebrows skeptically, looking at her blonde friend in that shimmering blue waterfall top and the black skinny jeans. The blonde woman raises her finger up and into the air with a warning look. “Somebody's gonna make out here today. And if it's not you and Sasuke, who knows, maybe I'll smooch you instead.” Sakura giggles at her friend’s words and watches her wave her finger from left to right and back. "I love you too, Ino." She kisses her best friend on the cheek, but all the blond does in response is getting up from her seat, pointing her finger at her and walking back to the couch. "I warned you." Sakura and the other two look at each other briefly, before shrugging their shoulders and join the three men on the couch.
“Where is Kiba anyway?” The Uzumaki asks a bit confused, when Hinata sits down next to him on the U-shaped couch, watching the other girls sit down as well. "I have no idea, I haven't heard from him for a while." The best friend of the mentioned man just shrugs her shoulders and leans back against the couch’s backrest and looks around at her female-best friend with a smile. "Apart from the fact that he accepted to meet us here, I haven't heard anything about him either." Neji also says, while he puts a hand on the back of his best friend, who sits down to his left. The Yamanaka chuckles softly, which catches the attention of the pink haired woman to her left. Sakura looks around at her friend questioningly, who only nods into Sasuke's direction with a small grin on her lips. The Haruno also takes a look at her husband, who, among his other friends, looks like a sausage in a hot dog bun.
With a sigh, the black haired man gets up and picks up his own glass, silently walking around the small table and sits down next to his wife, leaning back only to put his hand around her waist. Sakura blushes at his sudden closeness and stares at Ino to examine her in her outfit. "Okay! If Kiba doesn't show up, the party will start without him.” The Uzumaki suddenly exclaims with a grin at the group and turns to the waiter who is walking towards them. "Six tequila please. Then a whiskey sour. What do you want?“ The blonde orders and then looks at his friends questioningly. "A Blue Lagoon." The blue haired woman next to him answers with a smile. "Gin Tonic." Neji growls. "Mai Tai for me, please." Adds the Ama and looks at Ino which lets out a purr. "A touch down." Sasuke in the other hand moves even closer to his wife, while giving out his own order. "A Citrus Peach Cooler and what do you want?" The Uchiha looks at his wife questioningly, seeing her slight blush. "Pink Mojito." She then answers with a smile and watches the waiter disappear. She tries to stay calm, but somehow she couldn’t stop herself from breathing in sharply when his leg presses against hers. He is so close and suddenly, after Ino’s statement about his stares, she asks herself if Sasuke’s choice of drink was some kind of indication. Peaches.
Sakura takes another deep breath and puts her empty glass on the small table, only to slide back a little, because she is sitting on the front edge of the couch. "And you and Kiba really had no contact?" She then explores and turns to Ino, avoiding still her eye contact to her husband. But when she sees her friends mimic slightly changing, she becomes somewhat worried, even if it's the typical course. Kiba gets to know someone and forgets about Ino. Only when he and his new interest become a couple, it suddenly occurs to him that Ino still exists and contacts her again. "It's been a while, more than a month now." The Yamanaka mumbles and now puts her empty glass down on the table. “It'll be fine, you’ll see. He'll get back in touch with you in a few weeks, like usual." Sakura smiles encouragingly and pats her friends arm, which stares at the drinks on the waiter's tray. Everyone gets their drink and also a tequila, which the Uzumaki pays generously.
"Hey guys." It sounds after a while from the direction of the bar, which makes the group look up. "Hey Kiba!" The Ama greats him with a smile first, while he greets everyone and looks back next to himself where they can see a woman. "This is Thalia." He introduces the young woman next to himself with a smile, who immediately bows politely. "Hello." The round greets the brunette woman. "Hello." She replies a little shyly and looks around the group. "These are Hinata, Naruto, Tenten, Neji, Sasuke, Sakura and Ino, my best friend." The Inuzuka introduces the group to his girlfriend dutifully and then smiles. Thalia nods and looks a bit uncertain. “I'll get something to drink. What do you want?“ Kiba immediately inquires and gives her a brief look. "BacardiCola." She replies, watching him as he already disappears towards the bar.
"Make some space." The Uzumaki announces immediately, which Sasuke listens to with a soft sigh and slides up to Neji on the right, immediately pulling his wife back against his side. Ino also moves to the right and closer to her best friend. Almost shyly, Thalia sits down on the end of the couch, looking through the group for a moment. They could tell that she doesn’t seem to have it easy between so many new faces and they could understand. No one would want to be alone between a group of strangers. Unless your name is Naruto Uzumaki. He makes friends with everyone anyway. “When are you going to go shopping for the gala?” The Yamanaka turns to her friend to her right, watching how she turns to her with a smile. “Sasuke and I had planned this for next weekend. The company party is also close and we wanted to buy everything together. What about you, Hinata? You will come to the Christmas-Gala too, aren't you?" The blue haired woman looks up at Sakura a little perplexed. "Oh. Uhm, I don't know.” She then answers a bit shyly, since the question confused her a little. "Wait. Naruto hasn't asked you yet?“ The Ama states in surprise and the look of the younger Hyuga already says it all. "Really now, Naruto? You have to ask Hinata sooner! The dress for such occasions don’t just hang around in everyones wardrobe!” The Haruno immediately accuses her husband's friend with a frown, watching him as he scratches his head somewhat embarrassed. Sasuke in the other hand smiles gleefully at him.
The Inuzuka comes back to the couch and immediately sinks onto the couch between his companion and his best friend. "Kiba, we missed you at our squash round today.” Neji suddenly interjects and gains said mans attention. "Yeah, sorry. I was busy." He smiles apologetically. “And Thalia, what are you doing?” The younger of the two Hyuga’s inquires in a friendly manner, although everyone at the group knows exactly what she's doing for a living. “I'm a saleswoman at a tea shop.” The woman explains. “How old are you?” Tenten is the next one to ask and gets a quick reply as well. "22." The Yamanaka growls unconsciously and looks at her best friend. “Dance?” She asks only briefly, which Sakura then responds to with a nod and smiles slightly. The two look at their other female friends questioningly, which also agree and put down their glasses in order to get up. "See you later." Tenten calls out to the men with a grin, when she has already stepped down the steps and walks towards the dance floor.
"You should have kissed her quickly to make your territory clear." The Hyuga says and looks at his black haired friend. The latter shakes his head and stands up. “The only one who should do something is you getting laid and stop going on my nerves.” Neji just lets out a huff and watches him walk down the steps as well. "Well, are you going to make up for it now?" The long haired man can’t stop himself from smirking and takes a sip of his gin. “No, I'll hand my jacket over to the cloakroom.” With another shake of his head, Sasuke walks away and leaves the men behind. “And how did you get to know Kiba?” The Uzumaki asks, directing the question to Thalia.
The young women found themselves a place in the dancing crowd and finally move to the music. Smiling, Tenten and Hinata stand back to back and dance a bit, which makes them all laugh. Ino in the other hand puts an arm around her best friends shoulders in a good mood and dances as if there is no tomorrow. The young women let themselves get carried away by the music and when the DJ finally asks if they want to hear a first Christmas song, they and the other women start cheering in a good mood. A moment later the song can be heard from the speakers and the group begins to sing. Although there are still a few days until December, that doesn't matter to them at all. They just give in to the song and even dance some kind of choreography, while they sing along to the song "All I want for Christmas" and always point at each other. They laugh happily when the song is over and then go briefly to the bar to take a few shorts and then surrender to the music again.
Meanwhile, the men are talking about a wide variety of topics, occasionally watching the women dance again and again. The ladies slowly come back to the group. Smiling, the Uchiha rises from his place once more and apologizes briefly, before he disappears towards the exit. Thalia too suddenly gets up after a few minutes. "It was nice with you, but I have to go now." The young woman bows politely and then disappears into the direction in which Sasuke went too. The Inuzuka immediately jumps up and runs after her, past the Uchiha who comes back out from the toilets.
"Hey now, wait a minute." Kiba calls after his girlfriend and Sasuke looks around at him in surprise. Only then he notices that it wasn’t him who was called out, but still decides to remain hidden behind the wall. "What's going on? Why are you suddenly running away? I know my friends haven't talked to you too much, but they just don’t know wha-" He hears his friend talking to someone, but gets interrupted in the middle of his explanation. "How long have you been in love with her?" Sasuke’s attention sparks at her question. He can hear the disappointment in her voice clearly, but it doesn’t surprise him. That woman only needed this less time and already knows what’s going on. It’s so obvious, but of course there is only one who doesn’t want to see it. "With whom?" The Inuzuka's voice sounds again. “With Ino!” Thalia states, enraged. “I'm not in love with Ino. I told you already that she is my best friend." The brunette man denies immediately, but gets a huffed laugh in response. "Come on Kiba, I have eyes in my head. You kept watching her the whole time while she was dancing. I'm not stupid." She accuses him. "What are you talking ab-" The Inuzuka begins, but gets cut of once again. “Do you really think I wouldn't have noticed? I'm just like her!” The first tears slowly sound through Thalia's voice. All the anger and frustration that has build up in this short time, it all comes out in a form of a sob. “She's your best friend and that's why you don't want to accept it. That’s why you keep denying it. But that's just not fair of you! Not fair to me! Leave me alone!” These are her last words before Sasuke can hear the door.
The Uchiha lets out a sigh and goes back to his friends. He sinks into his seat and immediately empties his glass. “We have already ordered a new round.” he then hears his wife explain to him, which he responds to with a nod. With a slightly angry look, the Inuzuka comes back to the group but doesn’t sit down, while the waiter is already serving the new drinks and takes away the empty glasses. "Are you okay? Is Thalia coming back?" Ino asks a bit worried. The young man snorts at her question. "No, Ino, she's not coming. You screwed everything up." Bewildered, the blond looks up into his eyes. "I did? I didn't even speak to her!” She immediately interjects vigorously. Kiba, however, just turns back around without a word and sits down at the bar instead, leaving everyone behind. Ino lets out an angry snort, tumbles the tequila down her throat and takes a long, greedy gulp of her touch down before rising back up on her feet and rushing to the dance floor. "What's going on now?" Naruto looks at them in confusion, which Sasuke responds to with a sigh. “Thalia accused Kiba of being in love with Ino and only liking her because she is so similar to her. That's why Kiba thinks that she screwed everything up.” The only married man in the round explains the situation to his friends, who are interested in listening to his descriptions. "Oh man. I can’t believe how stuck up he is. Can’t he just finally accept and end this mess?" Sakura sighs out loud, before she lifts her short up, which the others agree to and empty their own shorts as well.
"Then I’ll be taking care of Ino." The group watches her get up with a sigh, in order to walk to her friend on the dance floor. The young woman pushes herself through the crowds and walks to her best friend with a slight smile. "Hey, Ino, don’t worry too much. Kiba is an idiot! You know him better than anyone else. Tomorrow everything will be okay again." Sakura immediately pats her shoulder as she tries to persuade her friend. "I know, i know that. But I won't let him accuse me for scaring off his girlfriend, when I really haven't done anything." Ino let’s out a soft huff, trying to dance the frustration out of her body. "Look at it this way, now at least we both have a reason to get drunk today." With a wink, the Haruno manages to make her blond friend laugh again, dancing and looking so liberated. "Dance with me!" The blonde exclaims with a whistle and takes her best friend's hands in hers. Sakura giggles at her friend and then also begins to move to the music, her friend's exuberant laughter infecting her as well. Her emerald eyes glance back towards the couch with her friends, from which she can see Tenten and Hinata come and join them too.
Time flies by. While Ino dances her frustration out on the dance floor, accompanied by her girl-friends, the Inuzuka gets drunk at the bar and the other men chat with each other at the couch. Neji laughs in amusement and looks back at the ladies, through the glass-wall which separates them from each other. "I guess it’s time for you to go and mark your territory." With a movement of his head, the Hyuga points to the dance floor with a grin. Sasuke immediately raises one of his perfect eyebrows questioningly and looks around, until he can make out his wife in the dancing crowd and all the men who are staring her down with lustful eyes. A frown shows up on his features again, but he doesn’t stand up immediately.
Only a moment later, when he sees one of the men daring to approach Sakura, he stands up from his seat. He walks around the glass wall and goes to the middle of the dance floor, where he can see his wife dancing in a good mood, oblivious of her surroundings. His hand gently wraps around hers, which she was just stretching up a little sideways and pulls her towards himself with a single and simple movement. She looks up at him in surprise, before smiling at him with a blush. With a smile of his own, Sasuke caresses her warm cheek, while pressing his lips gently against hers, only for her to cuddle herself into his arms and return his gentle gesture. Smiling, he breaks the kiss, but doesn’t think about letting go of her hand. "I told you so!" Ino whistles next to her with a slight laugh. Sakura’s cheeks get a shed darker, while her husband makes a step back, pulling her gently back with him to the couch. Sighing, she lets herself sink down on the couch and reaches for her glass. A soft laugh escapes her husbands lips at her tired sigh. “Are you okay?” She too smiles mildly at his question and lets her shoes slide off her heels and back on again. “My feet hurt.” He nods in understanding and pulls her slightly towards himself, to put her legs over his lap. With relish, she drops her pumps to the floor and looks at Kiba who is still sitting at the bar. "Doesn't one of you want to check on him?" She then asks after a moment of silence and takes Sasuke’s drink out of his hand to drink from it herself. She’s thirsty after all that dancing and everyone knows that alcohol doesn’t help in such cases, so she chooses his drink instead. A soft chuckle escapes her husband lips when he can see her drink so greedily from his glass. “Do you want me to get you some water?” He suggests, but she just shakes her head with a smile.
The Hyuga gets up with a quiet sigh and goes to the bar, while the other women of the group come back and let themselves slump down on the couch. One of the waiters approaches the group and the girls immediately order themselves something. “And here we have the drunkard." Neji’s voice sounds from the side and pushes said man on the couch next to Naruto. "So hilarious, Neji." The Inuzuka replies with a grumble, obviously not in the mood for jokes.
"Before we go on, I have one more question." The Uchiha begins, while gently caressing his wife's legs and gets eyed by everyone with interest. "Sakura and I have planned to go on vacation over Christmas. Does any of you want to come too? If so, we should book something soon.” The black haired man remarks, watching the waiter bring the drinks. “Of course!” Ino exclaims happily, as the others agree shortly after as well. Smiling, Sakura cuddles up to her husband and sucks on her straw, feeling how her husband happily puts an arm around her waist and presses his lips on her head.
