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Childhood Friends / Roomates / Puppy Love
This is my only contribution to sshoujoweek. I'm sad that I can't participate fully like last year. I'm sorry... ㅠㅠ I hope you guys like this! 💕💕
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Day 7.- Free Prompt. ~ Endgame
The reality is that we will always be the end of each other
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SasuSaku Shoujo Week Day 3: Work Place
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Before reading further please read this drabble first as this is a continuation. Thank you ☺️
AU: High school student Sakura wakes up and finds herself in the future married to the bad boy Sasuke Uchiha. It was almost like she was watching through someone else's eyes.
The way she kissed her husband's cheek lovingly before he went off to work and drove her+
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Here is my meager contribution. I included it with my Shoujo pieces from last year. 🍅🌸
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Love, like grief—a transitive act. A state of being that required both path and object.
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"heroine"
[post-war, emotional hurt/comfort, moment in the rain, wedding]
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![AdelineVW7's tweet photo. Love, like grief—a transitive act. A state of being that required both path and object.
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"heroine"
[post-war, emotional hurt/comfort, moment in the rain, wedding]
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Day 3: Workplace/Moment in the Rain/Rivals
🌸💭 ...?!
🍅 don't forget to bring an umbrella next time, Ms. Haruno.
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[Bodyguardsuke - Idol Sakura] tw:suicide thoughts
There are lots of tears and cries when Sakura wakes up and her father explains that he fired her bodyguard.
“He didn’t do anything wrong!” she sobs.
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[Bodyguardsuke - Idol Sakura]
Sasuke cannot say if he has more rage or sadness when he sees her, her whole body shaking, her eyes red, and her lip injured. He hates himself that he wasn't here to protect her.
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Day 7: Your Fave Shoujo Crossover / Free Prompt
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Day 6.- Magical Girl
I didn't have much time today, so this quick one is more of a meme at the suggestion of a friend!
"Let's say that when Sakura asked him to cosplay, Sasuke completely forgot that Tuxedo Mask existed in Sailor Moon"
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HISTORICAL
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In the heart of Feudal Japan, the training grounds within the main Uchiha compound lies vast and drenched in shadows. The compound is a fortress, guarded at every angle by his countrymen and the red glow of his genetic birthright. Moonlight seeps through the leaves, bleaching the colors from the training grounds where a fourteen-year-old Uchiha Sasuke, on the cusp of military eligibility, hones his formidable combat skills. A war rages beyond the secure walls of his home and Sasuke, sole heir to the Uchiha lineage cannot sit in on meetings within his father’s throne room and hear about more of his brothers dying on foreign soil. So here, insulated from the battlefield and given the opportunity to protect his life, Sasuke trains instead. Here, the training grounds and the celestial skies are the only witness to his transformation: becoming a protector, becoming a crash of lightning upon the war, becoming an avenger for his long-felled brethren.
Sasuke’s eyes glow red, his Sharingan becoming finely tuned to the cadence of whispered breezes at midnight. His form is perfect. His sword does not miss. His strikes are now a natural extension of his body, like another arm or finger. And yet, something feels wrong. For the past week, a persistent sensation has begun to intrude upon his nightly escapades. Each night, as Sasuke finishes his training, he can’t help the undeniable feeling that he is being watched.
It makes no sense. Sasuke understands the sentry is always watching, always protecting him, guarding his secret from his tutors. But this… this paranoia hasn’t sat well with him since it first appeared.
Tonight, his patience snaps. With a single turn, he lands right in front of the intruder, pulling the tip of his sword just a few centimeters away from her delicate nose. Sasuke’s glowing red gaze cuts through the darkness, past the expansive and manicured gardens of the Uchiha compound, to find Haruno Sakura. She stands just outside the light’s reach, shaking at his swift confrontation. Even hidden in the shadows, Sakura is still resplendent to him.
“Sakura…?”
Haruno Sakura has lived and grown up alongside Sasuke now for nine years, since she was still the tiniest rosebud in the garden. She looks nothing like his family, or like anyone of the Uchiha clan, but Sakura is familiar and comforting within these walls. Sasuke knows Sakura more for her intellectual prowess and beauty, not for any particular interest in war.
‘What in the world could she be doing here?’
He sheathes his weapon and confusion wraps around him. Nothing in this field should be of interest to his future bride. Sasuke’s training is nothing like the teasing conversations that light up their shared schooling sessions. The dirt beneath his feet would sully the beautiful cascade of pink hair that flows from her head. The haste of battle moves too fast for Sakura’s slow methodical poetry. She is the living embodiment of spring in Sasuke’s life, the crown jewel he will happily bow for… in the future. When Sasuke has grown. When Sakura has fully bloomed. Not now, and definitely not in the training grounds.
“What are you doing here, Sakura?” His voice slices through the cool air, genuine concern striking through. “You will dirty your skirts.”
Sakura steps into the moonlight and the resplendent shades of jade within her eyes transfix him, holding Sasuke to the spot where he stands. Her gaze is not shy, not meek like Sakura has been schooled to perform in front of him by her own tutors. For the first time, Sakura is defiant and unwavering before Sasuke. “I... I want to learn,” she demands. “Teach me to fight.”
“Are you crazy?” he responds before thinking, hotheaded and stubborn down to his soul. “I am meant to protect you, not injure you!”
The Sakura before him is an enigma to Sasuke—he has never truly considered in terms of utility or strength. In his world, she is primarily the future wife he is expected to , the future of his lineage, a political token freely given by her minor daimyo father to maintain Uchiha military presence at the Haruno estates. Haruno Sakura is not a comrade in arms.
“Then train me to not be injured!” she responds, steadfast to her defiance.
“No. I forbid it, Sakura,” Sasuke commands before turning his back to her. “Return to your bedchamber.”
“I will tell your mother.”
A chilling quiet descends upon both of them. Sasuke turns around and his Sharingan captures the stiffness of her upper lip and the wrinkle between two delicate pink brows. Sakura is not joking. Sakura is not backing down.
“I will tell your mother,” Sakura continues. “I will tell her you plan to join the forces to avenge Itachi. She will have enough time to foil your surprise enrollment before you are eligible.”
Sasuke’s heart clenches at the mention of his departed brother. His murder instigated the Uchiha involvement in this war, and – if Sasuke has any say in it – it will also bring about the end of this war.
“You would not defy me, Sakura.”
“Try me,” she responds. “‘I go where you go,’ Sasuke. Remember that? Even if that includes the battlefield.”
Sasuke scrutinizes her for a long moment. Sakura has invoked both his mother and their vows of childhood friendship. As her future husband, he could dismiss her request. But Sasuke knows Sakura is no fool. She is an equal to him in every subject, has gained his hard-won trust, respect, and friendship. He could call her words childish whims, but that would feel traitorous to the bond they’ve nurtured. He knows he’s been bested.
Against his better judgment, Sasuke nods curtly. “Very well. But these lessons stay between us. I swear, Sakura, if you get hurt –”
“I won’t! Sasuke, you could never hurt me.”
“I’m serious, Sakura. If I find a single pink strand of yours has been abused, I’ll stop training you.”
“Fine.”
“We start tomorrow. Now, return to your bedchambers.”
Night after night, they meet in secret. Sasuke expects Sakura to falter, to give up as the physical demands escalate. But she surprises him. She returns every evening determined to learn, to grow beside him. Sakura pushes through the exhaustion and pain. As he teaches her the basic forms and movements, Sasuke pushes her limits, expecting her to give in to her fragile nature.
But Sakura never does.
The night before Sasuke’s fifteenth birthday, as the moon casts a silvery glow over the training ground, Sakura’s perseverance shines through. Brighter than her academic lessons, sharper than her poetry or instrument training, Sakura surprises him with her steadfast progress. She wields a sparring sword, her movements gaining fluidity and force with each swing. She stands panting, the moonlight bathing her in an ethereal glow, yet her smile gleams with pride at her work.
Sasuke supervises her, pride blooming within his heart. His future bride is not the fragile flower he has been advertised, but a true warrior hidden under natural beauty. His heart cannot contain the feeling, too moved to identify with words that is happening as Sasuke watches on. His hands reach to correct her stance. His fingers curl around hers and the physical connection electrifies Sasuke.
He gently tucks a stray strand of her pink hair behind her ear, his touch lingering at the softness her skin is yet to shed. Lifting her chin, Sasuke finds himself caught in the depths of her earnest green eyes. Their faces are inches apart, their breaths mingling in the cool night air. As much as Sasuke wants to give into the desire brewing within him, his training bests him. The closest thing Sasuke can do without sullying his name and Sakura’s virtue is to lay his forehead on hers, placing his lips close to hers as long as they don’t touch.
“You are strong, Sakura,” Sasuke’s voice is softer than he’s ever heard before, so soft it casts a spell between them. “Write to my father. Request to be trained by the blade. Tell him I have given you express permission to join our forces even after I leave for war tomorrow.” His words are not a command, but an invitation from childhood: ‘I go where you go’ and ‘you go where I go.’
Pulling away, Sasuke turns and walks toward his private chambers, each step heavy with the weight of the moment they almost shared. He knows the gravity between them is tempting, almost too much. In the face of a looming war on his mind, Sasuke cannot allow himself such sweetness to distract him, lest he hand over his life or her life to their adversaries. Yes, that’s it. Sasuke will become stronger, will become better, to become deserving of everything that almost happened with Sakura tonight.
Sasuke pauses at the door to his quarters, a deep sigh escaping him. He resists the urge to look back, resists the call his weak Orpheum heart makes to the spring nymph back at the training grounds. That night, Sasuke lies awake with the image of Sakura’s fierce, moonlit form etched into his mind as he convinces himself that his choice to join the battlefield tomorrow is the correct one.
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THE END.
Day 1: Childhood Friends/Roommate/Puppy Love
🍅 Since when did I become this conscious of my bestfriend?
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[Bodyguardsuke - Idol Sakura]
Sasuke cannot say if he has more rage or sadness when he sees her, her whole body shaking, her eyes red, and her lip injured. He hates himself that he wasn't here to protect her.
Day 5.- Secret Love
-What are you doing so close to the enemy camp?-
-Uh.. uh-
-You love getting into places you shouldn't-
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