Summary: that time Uchiha Sasuke unwittingly drank toilet water.

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It happened one sunny afternoon when Sakura was at the hospital and Sasuke was looking after Sarada. She was a mere three year old toddler, a princess in her own right, the sparkle of her Papa's eye, the pride and joy of the new Uchiha clan. Smitten that he was, Sasuke never had the heart to deny his little baby girl anything. So, on this fine day, when Sarada waddled to him with a flowery, pink tea-cup filled to the brim with water and presented it to him with that beaming smile on her face, he grudgingly said good-bye to his dignity, plucked the tiny contraption from her hands and played tea-party with his daughter. She would serve him imaginary biscuits and when he had drained his cup, would go out of the room and return again with a 'fresh cup of tea.'

The look that she gave him radiated sunlit sincerity, and in his heart, Sasuke positively basked in the warmth of that smile.

And that was how Sakura found them, Sarada serving him tea and imaginary biscuits in the livingroom while he played the part of delightfully obliged guest. At first she just started at him, then she stared at the cup, and then at Sarada. Then she leaned against the door, crossed her arms over her chest and gave him a grin that made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.

"Did it ever occur to you, Sasuke-kun," she bgan sweetly, "that the only place she can reach to actually get water is the toilet?"

It took him a moment to comprehend that and then his face slackened in dismay. He looked at his little angel and suddenly, her smile didn't seem so innocent anymore. He gulped. "Uh…" he began.

Sakura shook her head in amusement and crouched down to sarada. "Honey, will you bring Papa another cup of tea?"

Sarada beamed her approval and ran out of the room. Sakura motioned for him to follow and sure enough, they found her scooping out water from the toilet. Sasuke groaned and rubbed a palm on his face.

As Sakura scooped up their daughter in her arms, she gave him a cheeky smile, "Don't you dare kiss me with that mouth for a week."

He could only frown in assent.

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