Life's Journeys - SasuSaku Oneshots

Uchiha's Dignity

Sakura hummed a gentle tune as she was cleaning up a storm through their house. Sasuke was still asleep since he'd come home late the night before. Whatever had happened when he travelled to the past had exhausted him, and she'd opted to let him sleep in. He wasn't due to leave for a few days, which meant he deserved a little extra rest.

As she picked up his clothes from the day before and hauled them off to the wash, she found something. It'd been stuffed in one of the inside pockets of his cloak. Curiosity took over as she picked it up and examined it. It was... an eye patch designed for the left side of one's face. That would make sense if he were trying to mask his identity in the past; the Rinnegan was not something to be taken lightly, especially since he'd been chasing an Otsutsuki. Sasuke's Rinnegan was his greatest weapon against them.

Of course... Now she was imagining what her husband might look if he were wearing it. Her face grew hot the more she thought about it, awkwardly shoving the clothes into the laundry and starting it as she clutched the eyepatch. Something was familiar about it, something she couldn't place. Nevertheless, she couldn't shake the image of him wearing the eyepatch out of her mind, moaning like an embarrassing fangirl under her breath as her hands covered her face in an attempt to preserve her dignity.

Sasuke could hear her up and moving around when she came to grab the laundry, grumbling as he got out of bed. He couldn't hear Sarada around the house, which likely meant she was out training. Pulling on a t-shirt over his head, the Uchiha made his way out of the bedroom, peering down the hallway. Sakura was standing there, and... something was up.

"Sakura?" He approached her with an air of curiosity, head tilted to the side. His wife was flustered and clutching something in her hands. What could have her so high-strung right now?

Hearing his voice, Sakura startled and scrambled, her face growing redder and redder. Ah! He wasn't supposed to be awake yet! She tried to toss the eyepatch somewhere out of the way but realized he'd quickly notice that; as a result, she fumbled with it instead, not-so-subtly putting her hands behind her back in an attempt to hide it. Having him in front of her only added to her flustered daydream; the prospect of the real Sasuke and not her daydream Sasuke wearing it had crept closer to reality.

"Oh! Dear! Um... I was just getting the, um, laundry going, and, um..."

"...What are you hiding?" To anyone else, he would have come off as demanding; to Sakura, he was deeply inquisitive. What would his wife be trying to hide from him, anyway? He trusted her implicitly, so there would be no reason to keep secrets.

"Oh! Nothing!" Stupid Sakura. He already knows you're hiding something! You made it painfully obvious! She couldn't help scolding herself. She was growing so embarrassed she could feel her ears burning.

"...Sakura." His tone became firm, stepping closer as he towered over her. If it had his wife this flustered, it had to do with him, he suspected. Wait... Had he left something in his cloak? Oh, no. Oh, no. Not something he'd brought back from the past by accident, was it? No, if she... No, she couldn't find out about that. No. Absolutely not. He'd made sure he wiped her memories!

Realizing she wasn't about to fool him, Sakura slowly brought her hands out from behind her back, revealing the eye patch. "I found it in your cloak, and... well, um, I just... thought about you wearing it, and..." Her whole body was warm at this point, heart racing as he took the eyepatch from her hands. It wouldn't hurt to wear it, would it? Sakura seemed more flustered by the patch than anything, and besides, he thought his wife was adorable when she was flustered. Why not take it one step further.

He reached up, pulling it down over his head, then pulled his bangs out from underneath the patch, settling it into place. It felt strange not seeing her out of his left eye, but it was worth it for the way she reacted. He watched as the redness in her cheeks spread outward, soon becoming her entire face and her ears before she reached up with her hands in an attempt to hide from her own embarrassment.