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Title: patience (or lack thereof) Summary: Exasperated by the slow process of Sasuke and Sakura getting together, Kakashi and Naruto discuss their relationship. Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto. Prompt: An Outsider’s Point of View Rating: K A/N: I tried to get this out for ssmonth but couldn’t manage to before a very important visit arrived! Oh well, at least I still whipped this out ahhaa. I think many of you will love this one :)

“Those two are impossible.”

Never looking up from his forever-favored little orange novel, Kakashi merely hummed in reply, distractedly stirring his chopsticks into his miso soup’s steaming broth. “Give them time, Naruto,” he drawled. “It’s only been six months since he came back from his journey.”

But his former student didn’t seem to feel the same, throwing his arms up expressively. “Exactly, Kaka-sensei—it’s been six months!” he exclaimed. Naruto leaned his head back against the frame of the chair, groaning hopelessly. “What the hell is Sasuke doing?”

At this, Kakashi glanced at him, lips tugging lightly under his mask. Naruto only proceeded to lean forward again and shove a handful of noodles into his mouth, features annoyed. It was just like him to get frustrated that things weren’t moving along fast enough between his two best friends.

“Sasuke is healing and trying to put his life back in order,” Kakashi calmly settled to explain, returning to his beloved book. He absentmindedly poked at a piece of grilled eggplant. “He’s spent years away from us on a path that he knows now did neither him nor anyone else any good, and now he’s trying to come to terms with all that.”

A snort of pure disbelief sounded beside him. “Oh come on, he’s had two years to work through that—and you know he’s been doing great lately!”

That was true enough. Still, Kakashi simply shrugged in response. “Maybe not well enough to his standards.”

Naruto groaned again. “But his standards are ridiculous, Kaka-sensei,” he lamented. “If Sakura waits on him to get up to his own standards, she’ll be waiting forever!”

True again, Kakashi mused. Reaching to flip to the next page of his book, he simply said, “Probably.”

Out of the corner of his visible eye, he watched as Naruto scowled at him. “Stop acting like you’re fine with that!” the blond snapped, hand flying out to snatch the erotic novel from him.

Fortunately, Kakashi managed to safely pocket it in time. A sigh fell from his mouth. “I’m not,” he eventually replied, propping an arm to the table and his head onto his palm. “I called them in the office last month just to have them in the same room together, didn’t I?”

Naruto rolled his eyes. “Some good work you did…” he muttered, turning to his meal again.

Kakashi wasn’t fazed by his sarcasm. “It was,” he said. “Sasuke walked her home after that.”

Snorting, Naruto waved him away. “Whatever. It’s not like he’s never done that before, anyway!”

“True,” Kakashi replied, lone eye crinkling. A real smile finally tipped to his lips, barely visible under his mask. “But they’ve been walking a whole lot together since then, haven’t they?”

With a sense of satisfaction, he watched as his former student reluctantly crossed his arms over his chest, and frowned. “…I guess.”

Kakashi smiled wider. “Progress,” he declared, all too pleased with himself.

Naruto rolled his eyes once more, shoving another handful of noodles into his mouth. “Slow progress, you mean,” he grumbled, still chewing as he spoke. “Way too slow.”

Kakashi shrugged. “Progress anyway.”

Swallowing, Naruto gestured Teuchi for an additional order, before taking another full bite, brows still furrowed. “How long do you think it’ll take before they end up together, anyway?” he asked, nodding in thanks as his favorite restaurant owner handed him a brand new steaming bowl.

Patient, Kakashi waited until Naruto had wolfed down the rest of his ramen and begun on his new portion, before casually proclaiming, “They’ll be married by next year, most likely.”

Naruto promptly choked, sputtering on himself and hacking wet coughs. The sight almost sent Kakashi laughing.

“What!” he rasped, still coughing, blue eyes widened impossibly. “You—You’re insane! Why would you ever say that? At this rate, Sasuke will only have held her hand by next year!”

Amused, Kakashi shook his head, and took out his beloved piece of literature again, resuming his reading. “Tsk. You’re too focused on the present, Naruto,” he said, sounding positively confident despite his composure. “The two of them have always had an intensity to their bond—they just need a little push to get going, that’s all. Once they do, I’m sure things will unravel rather quickly between them.”

“No way!” Naruto replied, scowling again. “As if the bastard would know what to do!”

Flipping to the next page, and gaze never straying from his novel, Kakashi merely said, “Bet you a hundred ryos.”

There was a pause, then; slight, weighted, and transparently stunned—but completely expected, if Kakashi was honest with himself. When the moment was over, he could practically feel Naruto’s eyes narrowing at him.

“You’re sick, you know that right?” the blond said, clearly unhappy with him. “I am not making deals on my two best friend’s relationship, Kaka-sensei! What kind of guy do you think I am?”

Smiling, Kakashi turned to him, visible eye crinkling. “Two hundred ryos?”

Naruto practically reddened with anger. “No!”

“Oh—one thousand, then.”

It was almost comical how quickly Naruto stiffened at this, scandalized features receding to something more complicated. He was clearly fighting with himself.

Then: “…Alright, alright, fine,” he said, reaching out to present a hand in finalization of a bargain. Naruto’s eyes hardened with determination. “One thousand ryos says it takes them at least two years if they keep going at this rate.”

Kakashi shook his hand without hesitation, smiling wider. “Deal.”

.

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Two weeks later, as they sat at Kakashi’s favorite restaurant on a pleasantly calm evening, Sasuke and Sakura revealed their intentions to travel.

Completely taken off guard, Naruto and Kakashi both took a moment to pause and stare at them, limbs frozen in the act of eating. After a short while, they turned to look at each other, blinking with surprise.

“For how long?” Kakashi asked, trying not to sound as curious as he felt. Had he and Naruto underestimated how close the two were already? Maybe Sasuke and Sakura spent more time together than they thought.

Naruto, alternatively, remained silent at this, seemingly speechless at the news.

“I’m not sure,” Sakura replied, cheeks reddening faintly as she glanced at the man at her side. This alone was almost enough to confirm his thought. “Sasuke-kun?”

Sasuke merely shrugged. “Don’t know. We’ll decide as we go,” he said, sparing Sakura a seemingly soft look.

Kakashi watched as her features brightened in return, blush blooming deeper across her cheeks, making her look particularly happy. He knew then that he was right: the two of them were much closer than he and Naruto previously suspected. His chest warmed contently, pushing him to throw a knowing stare Naruto’s way—one which the latter only responded with a brief glare.

This doesn’t mean anything, he knew Naruto would say to him, were the other two not here. Sasuke is still obviously moving at a snail’s pace, so you’re still wrong in your bet!

Fortunately for them, neither Sasuke or Sakura seemed to notice their muted exchange, perhaps too caught up in their own line of thoughts judging by the pensive look on Sasuke’s face and the sweet, bashful smile to Sakura’s mouth. Kakashi felt oddly pleased at this.

(they were both transparently excited, in their own ways.)

“And when are you two leaving?” he inquired to them both, reaching to nonchalantly flip over some still-grilling meat, feigning mild indifference to it all.

(after all, if sasuke somehow came to know how big of a deal this really was, there was a chance he could pull back from it all, crushing sakura’s heart once more.)

Naruto still didn’t know what to say.

Blinking out of her girlish daze, Sakura merely smiled wider and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Hm. Three weeks, maybe?” she said, putting a finger to her chin thoughtfully. “I have to make sure my responsibilities at the hospital are all delegated properly. I don’t want to cause trouble…”

A noise of disbelief fell from Naruto’s mouth. Kakashi beamed beneath his mask in the hopes they would brush him off.

“That’s wonderful,” he said. “I hope you two will have some most interesting travels.”

As you explore each other, his impish mind added. Kakashi merely beamed brighter.

Glancing shyly at Sasuke, Sakura merely blushed once more and said, “Yes, me too.”

There was no mistaking the contentment painted across Sasuke’s features when he looked at her, too.

And when the waitress arrived to see how their meals were doing in the moment that followed, Kakashi took the opportunity to silently lean Naruto’s way, murmuring, “I’d like to change my bet. I say they’re going to have a child by this time next year.”

It was hard to hide his smile as Naruto made a strange sound in reply, face contorting with absolute mortification, flushing into a deep shade of red.

“Naruto?” Sakura questioned, apparently immediately taking notice of his state. “Are you okay? You look like you have a fever. Maybe you should—”

“I’m fine, I’m fine!” her flustered teammate replied, voice a bit strangled. He threw a furious glare Kakashi’s way. “Just, uh, choked on my water, that’s all.”

A poor excuse, Kakashi reflected, forcing himself to cough in an effort to hide the light chuckle that escaped him.

Judging by the manner in which Sasuke’s eyes narrowed suspiciously at them, he evidently thought so, too.

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.

Surely enough, three weeks later, Kakashi and Naruto found themselves standing at Konoha’s worn gates, arms crossed over their chests and warm smiles to their lips, watching the quietly enamored pair trekking away from the village they called home.

(side by side, brushing arms, gazes locked softly as they began an adventure of their own; a journey of trust, and peace, and love.)

It was only as they were nearly faded out of distance that they noticed Sasuke’s lone hand reaching out for Sakura, seemingly grabbing for her own.

Kakashi cleared his throat to keep from laughing; he’d never seen Naruto’s eyes widen so much.

“One thousand ryos, hm?” Kakashi mused aloud, positively pleased. He stroked his chin lazily through his mask, and threw Naruto a teasing glance. “I think that will be just enough to buy the newest special edition of Icha Icha.”

Glowering at him, Naruto’s face reddened, before he scowled. “Don’t get cocky, old man,” he warned, pointing a finger at him indignantly. “Just because he held her hand, it doesn’t mean they’re going to get married and have a child by next year!”

Swirling on his feet, he began to stomp away angrily, completely flustered. “It took him eight months to hold her hand alone!” he exclaimed, arms flailing around expressively. “EIGHT MONTHS, KAKA-SENSEI!”

Kakashi simply shrugged. “And by next week he’ll have kissed her already,” he said, unhurriedly following after him.

He couldn’t help the light laugh that left him as Naruto shouted a furious denial in response.

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It took a year and a half of waiting before Kakashi and Naruto finally received a letter informing them of their teammates’ impending return. Minds buzzing, the two of them impatiently made their way to Konoha’s gates with pounding hearts, overtly eager to see their friends again—and to find out what kind of progress was made during their lengthy travels.

Fortunately for them, barely an hour passed before Sasuke and Sakura finally came to view far into the distance, spurning Naruto to jump into place, flailing about frantically as he yelled both their names. Kakashi wasn’t surprised when only Sakura responded to his call, waving a hand back happily, shouting back at them.

“Hey, Kaka-sensei,” Naruto said, then, tone dripping with smugness, urging Kakashi’s head to turn in the direction of his former student. He’d never seen him look so cocky. “I don’t see a baby,” Naruto went on, crossing his arms over his chest with a smirk.

Shrugging, Kakashi merely relented and sighed, moving to dig into his pocket for his money pouch. Oh well, he mused, flipping through his bills to amass the amount of ryos he now owed the man beside him. He gave them up without fuss. Maybe I overestimated Sasuke a little too much.

But, he found, it wasn’t really much of a loss when the two slow-burning lovers finally neared enough to allow him to discern the transparent changes to their features. There was no more bashfulness now; no more hidden insecurities. Only glowing contentment, boundless trust and an unspoken intimacy—indicative of a bond now so strong Kakashi was sure could only have been strengthened in marriage.

At least I was right about that much, he thought, smiling as Sakura trotted forward to give them both hugs, giggling most excitedly.

“Oh, I missed you two so much!” she gushed as she pulled away from them, the smile to her lips blindingly happy. She reached to ruffle her blond teammate’s hair. “Did you grow a few inches, Naruto? I swear you look taller!”

Grinning proudly, Naruto seemed to blush a little, hand moving to rub at the back of his neck. He merely felt sheepish, Kakashi knew, the crush he harbored for Sakura already long gone with the years. These days, it was clear that all Naruto wanted was to see her with Sasuke, happy and in love—the both of them.

(a wish already fulfilled, really, but he wouldn’t know that just yet.)

And then, a faint whining noise snatched all of their attentions, sending Naruto and Kakashi jerking in surprise towards Sasuke’s form, eyes unbearably wide.

“Oh,” Sakura started, before either of them could properly take in this new situation, “she must be hungry—this sounds about the right time for her next feeding.” Smile softening with such immense fondness, she made her way towards Sasuke, who was already pushing his cloak aside with the stump of his arm. “Here, let me take her, anata.”

With lightly gaping mouths and astonished minds, Kakashi and Naruto both watched as Sasuke gently transferred the barely-month old child cradled snuggly in his single arm into the arms of his (now indisputable) wife, mismatched eyes warm as ever. It was several moments before Kakashi seemed to be able to catch his thoughts again, a flurry of exhilarating feelings bubbling intensely at his heart.

He was right!

Fighting against the urge to grin, he lowered his head to sing cheerily to the still-gaping man at his side, “One thousand ryos...”

Snapping out of his stunned gaze, Naruto glared at him fiercely before quickly shoving him his money back and tossing out his frog wallet as well, feet stalking towards his two best friends. “You guys got married?” he screeched, voice shrill with a strange mix of happiness, anger, and disbelief. “Scratch that, you had a baby?” Waving his arms around expressively, Naruto went on, “A year and a half ago, you weren’t even dating! What happened!”

Amused, Kakashi watched as Sasuke simply scowled in response and moved to seemingly try and shelter his wife and baby from Naruto’s cries. His glare was sharp as he said, “Tone it down, you idiot! You’re scaring my daughter.”

For once heeding to his warning, Naruto then somehow managed to skirt and duck around Sasuke’s form, eager to peer down at his best friends’ baby girl. “Oh gods, Sakura-chan, she’s so beautiful! Can I hold her?” he cooed, wrapping a proud arm around Sasuke’s shoulders. He ignored how the latter grunted and tried to pull away in vain, clearly annoyed.

(it was clear that he appreciated the gesture, to some degree—kakashi knew just as well as naruto that had he really wanted to, sasuke could have easily slipped out of the hold.)

“Not right now, Naruto,” Sakura replied, smiling proudly at the child in her arms. “I need to feed her.”

She shooed him away, afterwards, laughing lightly as Naruto pouted, but listened anyway. Then, she turned to present her back to them, and seemed to fiddle with her shirt, her smile taking a particularly glowing shade as her husband offered her his cloak for additional privacy.

“I can’t believe this,” Naruto said, as Sasuke turned to face them once again. “What happened over there, Sasuke-bastard?” he demanded. “You need to tell me everything!”

“I don’t need to tell you anything, blockhead!” Sasuke snapped, throwing him a dirty look.

It was Naruto’s turn to scowl at that. “Shut up, asshole! I’m your best friend and you didn’t even have the decency to invite me to your secret wedding? If anyone had the right to be there, it’s me!”

Watching them bicker from his place a few spaces back, Kakashi smiled, feeling accomplished at last. Sighing contently, he pocketed his well-earned money and started walking towards them, eyes crinkling. “Now, now,” he said, “both of you settle down—you’re going to upset the little one if you keep shouting like that…”

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.

Nothing had ever been so worth the wait.

(...and money.)

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SASUSAKU MONTH: DAY TWENTY TWO AND TWENTY THREE

An Outsider’s Point of View/ It was Always You

“I guess you really look beautiful with that pink hair, and most when you do your best. You did well forehead.”

Hahaha. This looks like a draft that was supposed to be furnished but wasn’t done. Hahahah. I was thinking of using Naruto or Kakashi, but I thought Ino would seem to see them like this as she likes Sasu, and she’s friends with Sakura. I probably haven’t conveyed my idea well. As usual, please just ignore the errors. Hahahha.

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SasuSaku Month 2017 Day 22: An Outsider’s Point of View

Karin woke up startled, the crying of the newest Uchiha heir could be heard all across the base, it was the fifth time that night that she’d been woken up by the noise of her crying. She made her way to their room ready to be of some help to Sakura who had to be beyond tired after having giving birth and having to take care of her newborn daughter.

Karin didn’t expect Sasuke to be of much help, remembering clearly the cold Sasuke back from Team Takka. It was a surprise when she paused outside their room and from the semi open door saw as Sasuke took Sarada away from Sakura’s arms and into his.

Sakura explained in a tired voice how to properly hold the baby, but Sasuke seemed to know how to do it. His hold was firm but gentle as he rocked her tenderly in his arms humming what appeared to be a lullaby.

Sakura smiled from the bed as she watched her husband, her eyes held none of the shock of Karin’s own expression as she looked at the scene from a distance.

The man in the room was a stranger to her.

In no time at all the Uchiha princess in his arms stopped crying and softly he set her down in the little crib they had made for her.

Karin was about to walk away, clearly she wasn’t needed, but then she saw as Sasuke walked over to his wife and placed a hand on her cheek. Sakura leaned in to the touch. Karin felt as if she was intruding and walked away, but as she did she heard Sasuke speak to Sakura, “I love you.” and those words resonated around the base and followed her to her own room.

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Day 22 – An Outsider’s Point of View

fandom: naruto characters/pairings: sasusaku a/n: sasusaku month, ssm17d22 warnings: i’m using the international system of units so for those who aren’t familiar with it, 15 m. is about 49 ft. also don’t take this piece too seriously i just went wild out of nowhere and i am just too lazy to change

It was a case of in-the-wrong-place-at-the-wrong-time.

They hadn’t noticed him yet and Boruto prayed the gods to stay unnoticed because he knew a free pass to hell was waiting for him should he be discovered in the bushes.

He wasn’t supposed to be here, hiding in the bushes and watching them make out. In fact, he wasn’t supposed to watch at all—but Boruto couldn’t keep his eyes away from them. He was drawn to them.

And he felt absolutely like a pervert.

And a voyeur.

Luckily—or unluckily, whether the reader is feeling lewd or not, there were at least a good fifteen metres separating him from the couple so he couldn’t see their faces clearly, but auntie Sakura’s pink hair and uncle Sasuke’s black cloak were unmistakable.

It was just a peck, at first. It had been so innocent that Boruto fought back the urge to snicker when he saw it. Instead, his lips stretched into a mischievous smile as he watched Sakura tug on Sasuke’s cloak, pulling his head downward so that she could kiss him softly on the mouth.

So ingenuous, so chaste.

But that all changed when the Fire Na—

(SORRY. WRONG SHOW.

It could have worked, though.)

Ahem.

—But that all changed when Sasuke attacked.

His hand caught her waistband before she could step away and he pulled her against him. If at first, Sakura had seemed surprised, she quickly responded to his enthusiast by looping her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers through his black hair.

(From his spot, it looked like she was pulling at his hair rather fiercely and knowing Sakura’s ridiculously beastly strength, Boruto was quite afraid Sasuke would go bald.

And what a letdown that would be.)

He watched as Sasuke’s hand drifted from Sakura’s waistband to her bare midriff, stroking the flesh with his thumb and judging from the breathy moans and quiet groans he could hear whenever their lips parted, they seemed to be really into it.

Boruto was into it, too.

Therefore, when they disappeared in a puff of smoke two minutes later, Boruto felt strangely disappointed. It wasn’t really educational—not that it was supposed to be—but it was raw and oddly fascinating. He’d seen his parents smooching before and it grossed him out but that was probably because it was his parents and Sakura and Sasuke were totally a different matter… or maybe not.

Boruto considered what happened very slowly.

He’d been watching them make out.

Hidden in the bushes.

So he was a voyeur; he could live with that.

But that was his master. His dad’s best friends.

His childhood friend’s parents.

Oh.

Sarada’s parents.

Oh.

Shit.

HOLY—

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.

He could never face Sarada again.

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SasuSaku Month 2017

Day 22: An Outsider's Point Of View

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"Let us welcome Uzumaki Naruto, the best man, to give the classic best man's speech!"

The blonde grinned as he took the center stage. "You guys have no idea how long I waited to get this chance to be Sasuke's best man and give this speech, 'ttebayo."

The audience laughed and the groom just smirked at his best friend.

"As all of you know, teme and I have been friends since our diaper days. And so, he's my companion in everything. I've seen his best and worst days as he has seen mine. But most of all, I've seen him fall in love with Sakura-chan, even before he realized it."

Cheers erupted from everyone. The bride just laughed and rested her head on her husband's shoulder.

"We became classmates with Sakura-chan back in kindergarten. I wanted to sit beside Sasuke, but the teacher wanted a boy-girl-boy-girl seating arrangement. And so Sakura-chan was between us. I wanted to protest, but what did teme say to me?

Shut up, dobe."

Naruto did a perfect Sasuke imitation the crowd laughed once again.

"I do not sound like that," Sasuke grumbled.

"Sometimes you do, Sasuke-kun," his wife replied.

"Not long after, the three of us became best friends. I've always noticed that Sasuke treated Sakura differently compared to other people especially the other girls – in a good way of course. He gets annoyed easily, as many of you know, with the fangirls. I don't even get it why he has them, honestly. I mean, he's a jerk, right?"

"Dobe…" Sasuke threatened.

"Shut it, teme. This is my time to shine. Besides, if there's someone who could tell your love story with Sakura-chan, it's me. I practically grew up with it and you can't deny that."

He wanted to give him a punch but stayed as Sakura intertwined their hands. Just like that, he was calm once more.

"Sakura-chan is not like other girls, of course. I may be the best friend, but those two have a special bond unique to them. I'm considered as the dumb one, but I knew they were in love with each other. And the exasperating part? They deny it all the time."

Naruto took a sip of wine before continuing. "High school came, and both are still in denial. I was getting pretty tired of it. I mean, the sexual tension can be felt a mile away dattebayo! Anyways, they finally, finally, admitted that they loved each other a week after Sakura-chan was released from the hospital after a car accident. I mean, if it wasn't for that near-death situation, I guess the two would be running in circles until now and I wouldn't be having this speech."

The blonde gave his two best friends a genuine smile. "You know, Sakura-chan, Sasuke was really worried about you that time. He didn't leave your side, always holding your hand. When the two of you confessed to each other, I was the happiest man. Finally 'ttebayo!"

Everyone laughed with him. "I've seen them fight, I've seen them angry at each other, and above all, I've seen how much they love each other. I believe you guys are meant to be together, and it is a great privilege to witness a love story like yours. Now, the two of you will continue the journey as husband and wife. Never forget that your family, friends, and especially myself will always support you guys. I'm your love story's number one fan! Kakashi-sensei wants the title but there can only be one, right?" He raised his glass and smiled brightly. "Cheers to the newlyweds!"

Everyone cheered and raised their glasses for the couple. Later that night, the three went to the balcony of the function hall where the wedding reception fit for a fairytale was held. Sakura hugged Naruto tightly, saying, "Thank you for everything, Naruto."

He grinned and included Sasuke in the hug. "Anything for you guys. As long as you name one of your children after me, okay?"

"In your dreams, dobe."

They released the hug, and Naruto looked at the radiant smiles of his best friends. "Be happy together, okay?"

Sasuke placed an arm around his wife's shoulders. "Of course," both answered simultaneously.

The newlyweds looked at each other lovingly, and their blonde friend smiled with them – knowing that their happily ever after is as certain as their love for each other.

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