Sakura Haruno's Melancholy

Sakura Uchiha was smashed like a vase. Exhausted, she sat down on a chair in the kitchen, and covered her head with her hands — her head hurt a lot from mental pain. Today she had a very difficult day in the hospital, and coming home not only did not help, but also worsened the situation. She was alone at home. Every time she comes home, she remembers the loneliness that she wanted to forget — working in the hospital. She has a wonderful daughter who prefers to spend almost all day outside — playing with friends, exercising, and walking. In general, doing everything just to not be at home. Not to see Mom.

Her husband hasn't been home for ten years. He went on a mission for the safety of the world. She could not interfere with him in such a noble cause. But because of this, her relationship with her daughter deteriorated. Sarada wants to see her father, and as a mother, Sakura should have helped her in this matter, but she couldn't. Sasuke wanders through the dimensions of Kaguya — no one but him can get there. And Sakura herself could never stop him or influence his opinion in any way. He was always free. Especially from women. This fact attracted Uchiha to him even more — but also played a cruel joke with her. Sakura is tormented without Sasuke, and not only because of her daughter. She loves him. No, to be more precise: She adores him with all her body and soul. Separation from him brings her so much stress that only by working, she can avoid thoughts of suicide. Life without Sasuke doesn't make sense for Sakura. And only her daughter keeps her from suicide. She has to take care of Sarada.

When her daughter turns eighteen, she will be free to decide her fate. If Sasuke is still not with them by then, Sakura will say goodbye to this world.

<<I don't regret that I fell in love with you>>, Sakura thought, looking ahead with an empty look. — <<Even if I had a chance to go back to the past, I wouldn't change anything. I would still love you irrevocably, and relive our life again and again >>, — drops of tears rolled down her cheek. The emptiness of loneliness had scouted her. There was no emotion left—she was too tired.

Sakura felt the presence of a man — and instantly wiped away her tears, standing in a fighting stance. Sarada is usually not at home at this time. And there is no one else to be at her house. So this is the enemy!

But who is it? Who could have penetrated so far into Konoha unnoticed, and even burst into her home?

The woman's thoughts quickly replaced each other.

— Sakura, — a familiar emotionless voice was heard.

Uchiha finally saw <<enemy>>. It was her husband! Dark—haired, manly and beautiful- as always.

He was looking at her intently.

—D-dear? Sakura couldn't believe her eyes and feelings. He's here—with her!

Sasuke was looking at his wife.

Sakura is a pink-haired woman of 33 years old. She has big light green eyes, and white skin.

Uchiha's clothing consists of: a long red kimono knee-length at the back, with a large slit in front and the coat of arms of the Uchiha clan on the back. She wears open shoes and a comb on her head. He wears bracelets on both hands.

Sakura had a cute nose, inviting lips, and a pretty oval face.

Sakura's appearance has one feature — it blooms in spring, especially on March 24. In other words, today.

Sasuke looked at her like a greedy lion at its prey. His wife's sexy body excites him.

<<Wh-what?!...>> — Sakura shuddered. That look... she had never seen him before! But instinctive knowledge made it clear what it means

<< N-really, finally?!>>, the woman's cheeks flamed up, and her gaze was replaced by a dreamy one. She hardly believed in such a possibility, but she wanted to believe

— I'm back. Forever," the husband began to say, continuing to undress her with his gaze.

—W-How?" I mean, why? — the wife awkwardly shook her head, trying to clarify her thoughts. In her excitement, she forgot how to speak.

She's so hot from his gaze.

— I have completed my mission. I won't go to her anymore," Sasuke replied, sighing as if he got rid of a heavy burden.

He looked away.

"Is something wrong?" the woman asked in confusion. She was glad, but even more puzzled.

"No,— Uchiha replied.

"Then why?" — the lady looked into his eyes, sincerely not understanding — what could be the reason. After all, this mission was so important to Sasuke that he spent ten whole years on it.

— I decided to return to the family. I realized that no mission is worth being separated from you," Sasuke smiled gently.

The real Sasuke, the reborn man thought he was an idiot. Together with a good family — he chose a mission alone for ten years. Well, what's not an idiot?

— Oh, — Sakura was very surprised. Is it really Sasuke? Is she awake? The woman felt her skin and was convinced that she was not sleeping.

Sakura's eyes turned red. Tears were trying to flow, but she didn't let them. Wiping her tears with her hands.

— I'm glad, — with a gentle face, she was smiling. Endless joy filled her soul—erasing the emptiness of loneliness.

Sakura was reborn from the ashes.

"Are you going to eat?" — my wife asked solicitously. She was gentle, as the wives of soldiers who waited for them from the war are gentle.

"Yes," the husband replied concisely. He was hungry.

Sakura smiled happily. And went to cook.

Sasuke sat on a chair in the kitchen and waited for food. Minutes passed like seconds.

"How's Sarada?" Father asked. Despite the fact that he knew, he still asked his wife to see how he took care of his daughter.

— Very good. Sarada studies well, and she has friends," the mother's face shone with pride for her daughter. — Orochimaru's son is Mitsuki, and Naruto's son is Boruto, her best friends.

—Mitsuki...— muttered Sasuke.

"Don't worry, unlike his father, Mitsuki is a good boy," Sakura hurried to calm her husband with a comforting voice. She knows how her husband distrusts Orochimaru and treats him with suspicion. What can she hide, too.

— Does he bother our daughter? Uchiha asked in a threatening tone.

—Ha-ha-ha-ha," the woman couldn't help but laugh.

— Hmm? the man raised his eyebrows.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you," Sakura waved her hands. —It's just... Mitsuki he…

— He what? — the husband asked.

— Nuuu ... he looks more at Boruto than at Sarada ... — his wife's face was flushed with embarrassment and shame. — It seems that Mitsuki is more for boys…

— Hmpp, — Sasuke could hardly resist laughing. He knew, but pretended he didn't.

Orochimaru's son, like his father, is Gay.

— So Sarada is not in danger. That's good," he tried to look serious and speak dispassionately.

— Yes, — Sakura finished laughing. She felt alive. Only when he returned, Sasuke had already breathed life into her. And now he will always be with her! She is incredibly happy.

— Here's the food, — the wife handed her husband a dish.

Omusubi with okaka and tomatoes is his favorite dish.

While he was eating the food, Sasuke was talking to Sakura.

— How are you doing at the hospital? pretending to be a caring husband, he said.

Sakura felt the warmth in her heart, and smiled cheerfully: — It's all right! As usual.

— And how — usually? — the husband asked again.

— Well, I helped children traumatized by the death of their parents to recover, — from sadness, Sakura's emerald eyes lost their luster. — Today I helped a girl who lost her parents and was raped.

Sasuke nodded indifferently.

Sakura felt uncomfortable with his indifference to the fate of the girl, but she just stopped thinking about it.

He's back — that's the main thing.