notes: ooc sasuke? maybe idk
oh yah happy birthday sauce
Sasuke didn’t know why Sakura had been spending so much time
in the bathroom recently. He figured it was best not to ask, lest he stray onto
an uncomfortable topic for the both of them. Yet he was worried—all the time,
when she escaped the warmth of his arms in their shared bed, she sneaked to the
bathroom only to vomit her intestines as quietly as she could.
Today, though, she’d spent an awfully long time, much longer
He heard the pacing of her bare feet against the tile,
sweeping back and forth, back and forth. His ear caught notice of the whispers
of curses and prayers, though he couldn’t quite discern what exactly she was
“Sakura,” Sasuke knocked in exasperation. “Come out.”
She gave no response, but the scuffling continued.
Sasuke knocked harder. “Sakura,” he gritted through his
teeth. “I have to use the bathroom,” he lied.
“Go outside,” Sakura replied. “You have the ability to pee
wherever. Make use of it.”
Sasuke was used to her coarseness, but today he wasn’t in
the mood to deal with it. He was worried, wondering why she had spent nearly an
hour walking the length of their small bathroom over and over again.
“If you won’t come out, I’ll break the door down,” he threatened.
“I’m coming out soon.”
“You said that half an hour ago. Sakura, what’s wrong? Are
“Step out of the way,” Sasuke ordered. He rolled up his
sleeve and pant legs, prepared to charge. “If you won’t come out, I’m going to
have to come in there and get you myself.”