Matchmaker
Summary: Where Sasuke comes to terms with the horror of setting up his daughter.

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Uchiha Sasuke was loath to admit that, he was, at the moment, crouched in the bushes with his wife, who had the actual gall to set up their daughter with that Yamanaka brat. He had a sudden vivid vision of Ino looking down at him as if he was created for the sole purpose of licking the dirt off the bottom of her shoes. He shuddered subtly, and Sakura turned to him.

"Look, Sasuke-kun," she whispered, and his head swiveled to where Sarada—bless her heart—was bopping Ino's brat in the head. Sakura beamed. "Aren't they adorable?" she asked, and he scowled sulkily.

"You do realize that you're hiding in the bushes," he started drily, "and trying to set up your daughter with a complete menace?" he finished with an irritated grimace. For Inojin was a menace—Sasuke had seen the avant garde…drawings, he unleashed from that freaky jutsu of his.

"Oh, hush babe," Sakura cast his words off flippantly and he bristled a little. The sun was starting to set, and the twigs in the shrubs were poking the back of his neck. On the other side of the bush, some thirty feet away, his baby girl sat down with Pig#2 and Sasuke felt time slipping away from him. Suddenly unable to look anymore he grabbed Sakura's hand and started dragging her away.

He managed to drag her five feet away when she caught his wrist in her hand and looked at him. And when Sakura looked at him, he felt all his walls crumbling. She knew it, he knew it, and so, he didn't even pretend to hide his misery and looked her right in the eyes.

Her features softened, and she cupped his face gently. Crouched in the bushes, on the periphery of training ground three, in the middle of setting up their daughter with Yamanaka Ino's son, Sasuke let his wife kiss a tiny part of his discomfort away. She kissed him on the forehead, on both his cheeks and then gently, on the mouth. Then she took his hand in her's, held it in her lap, and said, "It's going to be fine. We're going to be fine."

He sighed. "Aa." Then squeezed her hand, and braced himself for the inevitable showdown that he'd have to have with a certain crazy bitch on wheels.

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