A family of flowers

by GrimmjowKurosaki19

Summary:

Sakura shares the joys of her mom’s pregnancy with her team, Sasuke unconsciously invests himself too much.

Chapter 1: For the Sasusaku Month 2019 day 12: Gravitation
Chapter 2: For the Sasusaku Month 2019 day 21: Something borrowed.
Chapter 3: For the MySasusakuMonth 2025 day 8: Small gestures

Notes:

For the Sasusaku day 12: Gravitation

Sasuke is soft with babies because I said so!

Chapter 1: Gravitation

Sakura is prone to giving them surprises.

She’s not a mysterious girl with a dark past and the death of her loved ones behind her like Sasuke and Kakashi, and she’s definitely not, Lady Luck’s favourite person with a knack for saving everyone in the last single minute like Naruto.

But she comes from a different world than her boys, moves in different circles. She’s all sincere smiles and infinite love to give, she’s also all girl defiance and anger controlled in the little space that is her tiny body.

Naruto still remembers the Saint Valentine’s day she rejected him because she had a date with Ino. Apparently girls did that. They went hand in hand to the market, gifted each other flowers and fed each other ice cream by hand without worrying if it looked weird to the rest of the world.

“Valentine’s day is also Galentine’s day,” she told them the next day after scolding both: Naruto and Sasuke for spying on her date with her best friend. “We girls like to go out from time to time. You know?”

And that was that.

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Sasuke still can remember the day she cried during a sparring to trick him into loosing a Taijutsu-only training.

It was uncanny in the first place that Kakashi decided to put Sasuke against Sakura in a fight, but it was definitely weirder for Sakura to take any form of physical contact with Sasuke in a serious manner.

Therefore, when Sakura broke out crying after a well placed punch to her face, Sasuke reacted almost instinctively and approached her with his guard lowered to assess her wounds.

She, then proceeded to punch him so hard in the middle of his face that he went flying a few meters and got his nose broken. Kakashi declared her the winner.

“They taught us how to use men’s weakness for girls as an advantage in Kunoichi training.” She told him matter-of-factly after training. “You can’t lower your guard around me just because I’m a girl, Sasuke-kun.” Instructed the Kunoichi.

“And what are we supposed to do against girls, Sakura-Chan?” Asked Naruto, curious as ever by anything that had to do with the female gender.

“I don’t know…” She stressed. “What did they taught you?” Sasuke doesn’t remember any teacher schooling him about best friends and loved ones using his care for them against him.  

Maybe they should have.

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Sakura has proven time and time again to be quite the anomaly for them.

Hence, when Sakura gives them three cherry scented little pink cards decorated with a blue ribbon and the words ~ Please Joins Us to Celebrate! ~ In bold, golden letters.

They’re obviously surprised but maybe, not so much.

“What is this, Sakura-Chan?” Asks Kakashi with a fake smile lightening his one squinted eye.

“My mom is pregnant and already passed her third trimester!” She annunciates with the happiest grin they’ve ever seen on her. “So we are throwing a baby shower to celebrate.”

“A baby shower?” Asks Naruto confused.

Sasuke is equally confused, he’s only accustomed to celebrate a baby after they are already born. But it was rare for him to be able to celebrate with the mothers of his clan when they were alive and now is even odder.

“Yes! It’s foreign custom.” She explains “we throw a party to celebrate and cheer up the mother, we play games and give her gifts. We are also supposed to know the baby’s gender in the party but mom doesn’t want to know until the she gives birth…”

“Ah! But Sakura-Chan! We don’t have any gifts!” Exclaims the Jinchuriki agitated.

“Don’t worry, you don’t have to bring anything.” Smiles Sakura, “and if you don’t want to come bare handed then you can adhere yourself to my gift, the party is in a week anyway and I haven’t bought anything yet…”

“Then we can buy her ramen!” 

In a strange act of unprompted violence Sasuke hits him right on the middle of his head “She can’t be eating that crap, idiot!” growls Sasuke “It can hurt the baby!”

“But what can we buy it!” Cries Naruto, holdings his head in pain “We don’t even know if it’s a boy or a girl!”

“It doesn’t matter, Naruto. Mom and dad hate gender stereotypes, besides” explains Sakura “I wear red even though I’m a girl and everyone on Ino’s team wears an earring, also Sasuke-kun wears purple sometimes,” exemplifies the pinkette looking directly at her crush, “No one knows about weapons more than TenTen-san and Neji-San has the prettiest hair in the whole village.”

“So that means…” Tries Naruto.

“It means gender equality or death, Naruto.” She smiles creepily “Now, are you going to accompany me to buy my mom a present or not?”

“I will,” volunteers Sasuke hiding his blush under the high collar of his shirt.

“Then Naruto and I will be buying her another gift” smirks Kakashi, directing a conspiratorial look towards Sasuke who in turn, glares at his teacher. Kakashi then hoists Naruto by the collar of his track jacket and takes him away against all of Naruto’s complains.

They spend the whole afternoon in the market after her announcement, it’s the longest time they’ve ever spent together alone outside of training or missions and Sakura doesn’t even squeal or blush one single time.

It’s actually really fun.

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After the baby shower Sasuke starts to gravitate towards her house.

The first time it happens Sakura thinks it’s cute and a noble gesture coming for a normally aloof Sasuke.

She comes back home from a date with Hinata and TenTen when the sight of Sasuke stocking her mom’s shopping bags in the kitchen takes her by surprise.

“Hello, Sasuke-kun!” Sakura blushes red up to her ears and squirms under his cold gaze. “I didn’t know you were coming over.”

“Oh, Sakura-Chan!” Welcomes Mebuki “your cute little teammate found me on the market and insisted on helping me home” Relates the pregnant woman holding her own cheek, smiling wide while recalling her encounter with Sasuke “I was about to invite him over for dinner so why…”

“I have to go.” Interrupts her the prodigy “Take care, Haruno-San” He bows to the older woman, uncharacteristically polite “bye, Sakura.”

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The next time he actually invites himself over for dinner when Sakura comments on his father having to go away for the weekend.

“But he’ll come back by Monday.” Explains Sakura “So mom and will make do until then.”

Sasuke waits until they finish every mission for the day to talk to her, he doesn’t want Naruto or Kakashi to hear him and think they’re invited too “I will accompany you to your house today” he says in a serious tone of voice, “it’s not good for you and your mom to be alone.”

Sakura of course accepts his offer, even when Sasuke didn’t ask her anything.

In a weird turn of events Sasuke cooks them a healthy dinner and prepares green juice for her mom.

“The women of the clan used to gather around our house and talk about pregnancy and babies when anyone of them got pregnant.” He explains late at night when Sakura’s mom goes to sleep and leaves them to clean the table. “Father didn’t like us boys to share those moments because it was for the women, but I sneaked away with them nevertheless.”

Sasuke smiles nostalgic and sad all at the same time, as he usually does in the rare moments he talks about his past with Sakura.

“But why?”

“Because gender equality or death, Sakura.” 

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After their talk is easier for Sasuke to visit Sakura’s home or walk alongside her to the market. They both enjoy the experience of expecting the new life coming onto their lives even if is only Sakura who’s getting a new sibling.

Naruto smiles sadly every time he sees his teammates walk together after training but allows them their little piece of heaven.

Kakashi always smirks when he sees Sasuke at the market and he’s not buying weapons or vegetables and instead buys China Roses, Mimosas and Lilies for a calming pregnancy. But also buys Cosmos and Sakura branches in bloom, seemingly only on a whim.

He gravitates around Sakura and her family, attracted by the warmth and the kindness emanating from them, allows himself to enjoy Sakura’s world as if it belonged to him.

Chapter 2: Something Borrowed

Summary:

Sasuke likes Sakura’s little baby brother. He also likes Sakura. So he doesn’t mind borrowing stuff to them.

Notes:

For the Sasusaku Month day 21: Something borrowed.

Remember I'm taking Sasusaku prompts in my Tumblr @Grimmjowkurosakidrake !

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Sakura’s little brother is born on the fifth of may, still on springtime as if the Haruno were magic beings of spring and they were bound to the season.

He has his sister’s beautiful sea-foam green eyes and just a hint of her pink hair, only, his hair is just a little lighter, borderline on blond. He’s healthy most of all and Sasuke breaths a sigh of relief when Sakura invites them to her home to met the baby.

Sasuke falls in love almost immediately.

Mebuki-san names him Tsubaki. A flower name for a flower boy. 

Sasuke suddenly wants to spend all of his free time at the Haruno’s after he’s born, he likes to see the baby cooing and laughing at nothing, likes to see Sakura fussing over her little brother, changing his clothes, even changing his nappy, he specially likes to see Sakura holding Tsubaki against her chest, singing him lullabies and baby-talking to him.

Sakura likes to bring Tsubaki along with her everywhere she goes if she’s not on missions or training. Sasuke, Naruto and even Kakashi can’t complain, they love Sakura’s cheerful baby brother. 

With Tsubaki around it feels like they are being part of something pure, something bigger than themselves and yet something so simple that they can enjoy every moment without any regrets.

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Sasuke doesn’t think much of it when Tsubaki throws up his milk on Sakura, his baby blanket and Sasuke’s own couch when she comes to visit him so they can read some scrolls on chakra affinities that Kakashi gave them on that evening to study.

Babies throw up, he’s not easily grossed out and Sakura herself looks pretty used to getting her brother’s sick on herself.

“I can clean him in the sink if you want to take a bath,” he offers the girl when he remembers that even though she can be used to it, Sakura is a fairly clean girl who likes to keep herself tidy. “There are clean towels in the bathroom and I’ll lend you some clothes.”

Sakura blushes slightly but nods silently in agreement, “Thank you, Sasuke-kun,” she smiles and hands him Tsubaki with extreme care. Sasuke takes him in his arms with the same attention, holding onto his armpits and securing his bum against his chest.

“Come on, little guy, let your big sister get herself clean.” Tsubaki coos at him and holds tightly onto the hair at the sides of his face. Sasuke would kill anyone who dared to touch his hair in such a way, but Sakura’s baby brother is the exception to many of his rules.

After he gets him clean, and dressed in the backup clothes Sakura brought with her on her baby bag, Sasuke rummages in between the old stuff he didn’t want to get rid off when he moved into his apartment after the massacre looking for an old baby blanket Sasuke knows he still has laying around somewhere.

Going through old clothes and little trinkets it’s extremely painful for him, every single thing he finds is a blood tinted memory he struggles to forget, but as little Tsubaki babbles away happily on the centre of his bed, Sasuke steels himself to keep looking. It feels cathartic in a way. To fill bittersweet memories with happy new moments alongside his newly acquired family.

The blanket he finds is incredibly soft and dare he say, fluffy. It is old but as Sasuke sees the blue material carefully embroidered with the Uchiha fan on the center, he can’t help but think that is perfect for Tsubaki.

He carefully wraps up Tsubaki on the blanket so he can take an old shirt and some shorts he outgrew a long time ago and leaves them in a basket outside of the shower room. He can still hear the water running in the next room, and even if he sometimes tries to look calm and collected in the face of Sakura’s charms and status as the only girl in the group, he blushes anxiously and quickly runs out of the bathroom.

 

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 “I’ll clean these and return them to you tomorrow, Sasuke-kun,” promises Sakura, already clean and smelling like his shampoo, she’s red to the tips of her ears and she can’t look at him in the eyes. Her slim figure is swimming in Sasuke’s shirt and even though the shorts are more or less her size, her long, petite legs look dainty and fragile in them.

“Don’t worry,” Grunts Sasuke, caressing Tsubaki’s barely there pinkish hair, “I don’t mind borrowing these things to you two.”

At the end of the day, when he sees Sakura’s back proudly displaying the Uchiha fan stamped on her—his shirt as she returns home, Sasuke can’t help but think about how he really doesn’t mind at all.

Notes:

I hope you liked it and remember I'm taking Sasusaku prompts in my Tumblr @Grimmjowkurosakidrake !

https://grimmjowkurosakidrake.tumblr.com

Also I don't know why I left this fic with only two chapters because is really cute! Maybe I'll come back with some one shots! really, Naruto will probably be the coolest uncle for little Tsubaki when he grows up but Sasuke will definitely be the favourite uncle!

Chapter 3: Small gestures

Summary:

Team seven takes care of little Tsubaki to help the Haruno family rest.

Notes:

SIX YEARS LATER....
I bring this small fluff chapter courtesy of the 2025 mysasusakumonth day 8: small gestures.
This is inspired by a video I saw of a dad that would instinctively massage his wife's legs while sitting on the couch and that gave me the idea of SS having old married couple vibes even on their genin days.

Tsubaki is going through this weird phase in which he won’t stop crying unless the person who is holding him stands up. He can’t stand being held while sitting down and he will absolutely make it everyone else’s problem with the power of his strong and healthy lungs; fussing, crying out in distress and trying to squirm out of the safe cradle of the arms of whoever is holding him, the moment the poor soul seeks a moment of respite.

Of course, Sakura’s parents get tired quickly, and in Sasuke’s humble opinion, Mebuki-san shouldn’t be up at all, because even though Tsubaki was an easy pregnancy and just as well came to the world through an easy enough labour, bringing life into this world it’s a painful, gory act and whoever goes through it, shouldn’t be forced to come back to normal life just a few weeks after.

Sakura of course, agrees and both Naruto and Kakashi are happy to offer her and Sasuke —who at this point feels like he’s just as responsible for Tsubaki’s care as the Haruno family— their help with the little pink devil.

“Apparently I was the same at this stage.” Sighs Sakura, throwing herself on the dark-gray sofa in front of the tv on Sasuke’s living room. “Maybe this is just karma for what I made my mom and dad go through.” She ponders, rising her legs from the ground to rest them on top of the sofa too. "So thank you for helping me out, I know you guys have your own things to do on your downtime."

"Don't worry Sakura-chan! Little Tsubaki-chan it's our responsibility too!" Boasts Naruto with a self assured air, and Sasuke, even to his own chagrin, has to agree."

Kakashi, who is happily holding Tsubaki to his chest smiles underneath his mask, his eyes, crinkling in that kind and indulgent expression that he often reserves for his only girl student. “Of course, our Sakura-chan would have good survival instincts from the start.” He praises her, balancing the baby on one strong arm to pat Sakura’s head with the other. “You were born to be an outstanding Kunoichi.”

“Survival instincts?” Asks Naruto from his place at the kitchen table, tilting his head to the side, trying to make sense of his sensei’s words. “How can crying as a baby make you a good ninja down the line?”

“Well,” drawls Kakashi, rooking Tsubaki gently, “babies who cry when the person who carries them sits down, often cry because they feel vulnerable; someone who’s standing up is most likely to be able to run to safety if they feel threatened, after all.” Explains their jonin teacher. “In a primitive sort of way, it’s a survival instinct for babies to want their caretakers to be alert and ready to run.”

“So,” Adds Sasuke, sitting down on the sofa by Sakura’s side. Casually placing a pillow on his lap and wordlessly nudging Sakura’s legs on top of the pillow. “Most shinobi families believe that this is the behaviour of an alert baby that will grow up to become a good, well-aware ninja.” He explains, matter-of-factly, his fire-calloused fingers pressing into the tense skin of Sakura’s legs, massaging her sore limbs without looking at anyone, his attention focused completely on easing his teammate’s knotted muscles.

“I did the same thing.” Brags Kakashi, holding up Tsubaki to hug the baby to his cheek. “According to my father…” He elaborates, gathering the attention of all his precious little Genin —even a blushing, stuttering Sakura— with this generous portion of information from his elusive life-story. “I was a complete cry-baby, shrieking like a banshee if anyone was less than alert and ready to flee when holding me.”

This prompts Naruto to chuckle in amusement, forever giddy to find any piece of information that humanizes their larger than life, seemingly undefeatable teacher, until Sasuke hums in agreement with the jonin, his eyes concentrated on Sakura’s trembling legs, his hands occupied with massaging Sakura’s sore ankles, while Sakura hides her flaming face in between quivering fingers. “Mother said the same thing about me.” He quips, smiling as he drapes a fussy pink blanket over Sakura’s legs with a contented sigh, his chest puffed in pride like a preening bird. “I would also cry out if anyone but…” he hesitates for a second, his hands gripping at the fabric of the blanket like a lifeline. “If anyone but my older brother held me.” He admits finally, a bittersweet smile marring his features. “My parents said that it was because he was the strongest member of our family and he made me feel safe.” He adds. “They were right; he was... He is the strongest.”

A tense, asphyxiating silence falls over the room until Naruto, blessedly careless as always, calls out for the attention of the team. “Ah!” He exclaims as he jumps from his seat at the kitchen table when realization dawns over him at Sasuke’s words. “Then, Kakashi-sensei! You have to pass Tsubaki-chan to me!” He demands, after a pause. “I’m the strongest Shinobi who will become Hokage after all.”

“As if.” Mutters Sasuke, under his breath.

“Huh?” Questions Naruto, walking up to Kakashi with open arms, wordlessly asking to be allowed to cradle Tsubaki. “You want to tell me something, bastard?” He challenges.

“Yes.” States Sasuke, darkly; onyx eyes scanning his every move with sharingan focus even without activating his bloodline limit. Like a predator protecting its young. “Tsubaki it’s not a toy.”

“I… I know that!” Stutters Naruto, suddenly intimidated by Sasuke’s intense stare. “I just wanted to give Kakashi-sensei a moment to sit down.” He conceals, looking up at their teacher with his arms open.

“Okay, Naruto.” Murmurs Kakashi, his voice remarkably kind as he addresses one of his problem students. “Remember to steady his neck and to never let go of him, no matter how much he squirms or if he cries.”

“I got it!” Assents the boy with a smile, just to flinch immediately when Tsubaki cries out the moment he feels the change. 

“Guess you’re not the strongest after all.” Mocks Sasuke, soaking up the amusement of seeing Naruto struggle for just a moment before getting up from his seat with a sigh, carefully moving from underneath Sakura’s legs to avoid disturbing her too much. “Give him to me.” He demands.

“Huh? Are you saying I can’t calm him down?” Tries to complain Naruto, only to be silenced by Tsubaki’s shrill cry ringing directly on his ears.

Carefully but quickly, Naruto passes Tsubaki into Sasuke’s awaiting arms, giddily waiting for the baby to keep on crying, waiting to be proven right. Except that, as soon as he feels Sasuke’s arms cradling his fragile body, the youngest Haruno stops crying almost immediately, giggling happily, before settling into a calm, peaceful rest.

“He’s a Haruno alright.” Quips Kakashi pleased, looking down at Sasuke’s peaceful demeanour; his warm eyes and the careful hold that he was on Sakura’s brother.

He’s a Haruno alright, not only because he feels safe in Sasuke’s care, but also, because he brings out the best in Sasuke. It’s what he wants to say.

Notes:

what did you think? remember that reviews are always welcome!
Also I wanted to add a small omake of Sasuke doing the same thing years later in front of Sarada but I didn't know if that would ruin the immersion of this fic since this is basically a Sasuke doesn't leave au.
Anyways thanks for reading!!!

Notes:

I hope you enjoy this fic and reviews are always welcome!

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 9 of Sasusaku Month 2019
• Part 7 of My Sasusaku Month 2025