Affection Between Us ||SasuIchi Oneshot Booklet||

Happy Yule

A/N: This booklet is getting close to being finished, so I figured that I'd go back to where it started -- the first oneshot of my first oneshot booklet. It's in present tense. Oh my gosh, I'm getting mixed emotions about this booklet ending and I haven't done it yet!!! Uuuugggghhhh!!!!!

Ichiki lifts the cup to her lips, thirsty and freezing. The warm coffee trickles down her throat as a soft moan rumbles from it. Oh, how stressful her day had been! All that she wants in to go home and lapse into a peacefully long coma on her soft, warm bed... But she sadly needs to wake her arse up with this delicious coffee and get back to Mighty Manga Bookshop and work. Sure, it's Yule and she has every right to take off work for a religious holiday, but people ignore seem to ignore any holiday that isn't Christian. Even here in Japan.

Feeling the holiday blues, Ichiki quickly stands and goes to the door with her warm beverage in hand. Naturally, her day only serves to get increasingly worse as her coworker happens to open the door into her and spills her coffee everywhere. Luckily, the crispy cold December air has chilled the liquid enough so that it does not burn the poor Kuran female, who glares up to see familiar onyx eyes.

"Crap, I'm so sorry! Are you okay, Ichi?!"

"I'm fine, Sasuke. It was just a little coffee," she sighs.

Sasuke Uchiha bends down to pick up the now empty cup and tosses it artfully into a wastebin. Ichiki Kuran gratefully watches the perfectly toned muscles of his arms and neck as they flex with the movements. Oh yes, Ichiki probably would let this man spill lava on her if it meant that she got to see him show off his muscles. The delicious part is that Sasuke was clueless about women and didn't even know how much his muscles could do to them.

"Oh, I almost forgot! Happy Yule, Ichiki!" Sasuke pats her shoulder.

"Oh.. Thanks," she licks her lips.

Maybe he'll be my present?

"Naruto reminded me of it. He said that you celebrated it with a tree outside?"

"Yep," Ichiki nods.

"Then come outside and let me show you what I got you," Sasuke smirks.

"You got me something?" Ichiki blushes.

Sasuke grabs her hand delicately instead of answering, tugging her along after him. Curiosity and lust are brewing inside of her, not that the dimwitted and devilishly handsome Uchiha realised what "lust" even means. She gulped, trying to settle her mind and hormones. Trying to imagine Naruto -- their only close mutual friend --in a tutu, Ichiki let Sasuke lead her well away from the coffee shop and their neighbourhood of Konohagakure.

"Sasuke?"

"Hn?"

"Where are we?"Ichiki asks, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"I didn't want anyone to see your present... So I hid it," Sasuke leers and smiles.

"This far away from town?"

"Relax and trust me, please."

That officially silences her, seeing as the proud Uchiha never said that word. After a few more minutes of rigid silence, Sasuke stops and smirks as the even more startled Kuran collides with him. She looks up, confusion dancing in her azure eyes.

"Happy Yule," he gestures towards the cabin.

"You got me a house?!"

He sure knows how to spoil a girl!

"You're only allowed to come here with me, okay?"

"Okay!"

He bought it, his rules. Just like Dad...

Sasuke leads her towards the comfy looking cabin, the gentle crackles of a fire making their way to her cold ears. She looks around as they enter, amazement and awe seeming to be the only things she can express. Turning to Sasuke, she hugs him tightly and gives him her thanks.

"There's more," Sasuke smirks.

"More?"

What, did he buy a garage too?!

Still smirking, Sasuke guides her to a large room with a giant white bed that takes up a good portion of space. Ichiki glares.

"Are you calling me fat?"

As a response, Sasuke pushes her onto the bed and climbs atop her with that smirk still in tact.

"No, not for another nine or so months," he winks.

With that, Sasuke gives Ichiki the best gift ever.

But really, Ichiki just wished her fiancé hadn't been so coy at the time, even if it was her first time.