𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗔 || sasusaku

Chapter 70: Birthday and Wedding

Author-senpai wanted to greet Boruto's Dad a Happy Birthday! I grew up watching him believe in his dream, Happy Birthday Uzumaki Naruto! Dattebayo!
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The night sky tonight was clear, Sasuke thought. He has never been a fan of stargazing, looking up at the million stars like they would listen to you when you wish upon them. Maybe when he was a kid, Sasuke might have had a fair share of his wishes that only the stars knew about, but now, is there really anything else he could wish for.

Is there anything else when he has everything? Perhaps it is arrogant of him to say such thing, that he, in fact, has everything. But when a person doesn't want anything more than what he has, Sasuke believed that is because the person already has everything he wanted. And it should not be considered arrogant if Sasuke were to say he already has everything, because right now, he has nothing else he could ask for.

"Last year we had a dinner party in the garden with my parents and our friends," Sakura said, they were out in the pavilion, just finished eating dinner. After that time when Naruto and his fiancee ate dinner here, Sasuke thought it would be nice to eat dinner at the pavilion from then on. The gradual decrease of the cold temperature has also become evident, after all it is already Spring.

"So what do you want to do this year for your birthday?" Sasuke asked, taking a sip of his wine and when he looked up he saw Sakura staring at the glass as she visibly gulped before her eyes fluttered up to him.

"Well, our friends are busy with the upcoming wedding. My parents already gave me their gifts in advance before flying abroad. So it would be just the two of us this year."

"Three," Sasuke said, his eyes travelling down Sakura's belly. "It would be the three of us this year."

Sakura's face heat up, she's flustered alright. But more than that, she is happy as she smiled. "You're right Sasuke-kun."

She looked down and put her hand atop her belly to rub it. It's warm, she thought.

"Sarada, we're going to celebrate Mama's birthday in a few days," Sakura said before she suddenly gasped when she felt a kick in her stomach. It wasn't that painful, she was just surprised but Sasuke was suddenly concern. Well, he has always been like that.

"What's wrong?" He asked, placing his glass on the table.

"The baby just kicked," she said, looking up with a closed-eyed smile. "Maybe that's her saying she agrees that the three of us will be spending my birth–" Sakura gasped again when she felt another kick and Sasuke's frown deepens.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

"Well, sometimes. But most of the time I'm just too surprise, but it doesn't really hurt much," Sakura answered as she looked at Sasuke and saw him getting up his seat as he walked up to her before he bend down and Sakura watched him leaned his head on her belly.

Sasuke listened, the sound was surreal and it feels as though he can hear a small heartbeat in there. The surge of pride and warmth was overwhelming that there was a small tint of red that manage to invade his cheek before he leaned out slightly but still close enough to Sakura's belly.

"Sarada," he said. "You be a good girl now. Don't give mama a hard time while you're in there. Don't just kick whenever you like."

"Sasuke-ku–" Sakura was cut off when the baby kicked again, this time Sasuke felt it because his hands were atop her stomach and he was taken aback at the sudden feeling that all he did was blink his eyes up to Sakura.