A/N: First chapter. And..Sakura's 6 in this fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own NARUTO.

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Me And Him

The News

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The sky rumbled. It looks like it's going to rain. Momma would died in anger if she knew I sneak out of the house when she was cooking in the kitchen. Lunch wasn't until another 2 hours, but I think I'd go home before momma's done cooking. After all, if I didn't make it home before it rains, I'd be scolded for sneaking out and being in the rain. My momma's a lion. Not literally, but she acts like a lion when she's mad. Note to self-she growls when she's mad. Momma hates late peoples. Especially the ones who gone out the house without permission.

Today I sneak out of house because I was bored. I barely got out of house except when I'm going to my kunoichi classes, which is just located next door. My Ishirumi-sensei's house. That is the only time I got out of my house. I don't even know what the main road looks like. I never been anywhere except in my neighbourhood. Same path, same houses, same peoples. I feel like I in jail. Not..that I know what jail looks like..heheh. Well, except in the tv. You know, cartoons.

No! No! No! Urgh..it's raining already! Now, not only am I going to get scold because of sneaking out the house, I have to be scolded because I'm wet too! I'll probably get a fever or something..but like I care. I'm use to her bickering anyway.

Well, here I am...my front door. And I'm wet. The rain soaked my bangs, it got in my eyes. It's bugging me. I can't see anything but....PINK. Why can I only see pink? Oh. My hair is pink. Why am I so stupid? Creeeek.. Uh-oh. That's the front door. I look up. "Haha. Hi momma. What are you doing?" Momma frowns when she saw my wet cloths. I'm in a serious mess. A really, really serious mess. Momma had her hands on her hips. Okay...she only does this when she's mad. And now I really think she's mad.

Momma...smiles?? What?! I was a hundred percent sure she's going to yell at me. Why's she smilling? My heart seems to beat a thousand times faster than usual when I saw the movement of my momma's lips. The smile disappeared and she put on a serious face. "You're wet." she stated.

"I know." I whispered.

"Come in, clean yourself up, then come down here again. Me and your father have something to talk to you about." she said calmly. Then she walk inside. Perhaps to the kitchen maybe. Leaving the door open. I stepped in and closed the door behind me. The doorknob is lower than my height. But if I look straight, it's the same level as my eyes. I'm too short for my age. I sighed as I climbed up the stairs to my room and began to clean myself up. Anyway, momma was acting really weird. She didn't yell at me like she would usually do if I did something wrong. Although 5 minutes later, we would act like nothing happened and get on with our happy lives.

But today she's different. I can't really put a finger on it. But I know somethings wrong. She said I have to come back down because she and father has something to talk to me. Wait, did she say father? Father's home? But his mission wasn't suppose to end until another 4 days or at least that's what I heard from momma.

I finished cleaning up. I'll go down as soon as I'm done brushing my hair-"SAKURAA!! ARE YOU DONE??"-that was momma screaming from downstairs. Whoa, she's not really patient today is she.."JUST A SECOND, MOMMA! I'M ALMOST DONE.."-that was me. I'm not sure she heard me though, she didn't yell back.

I hummed a soft tone of my favourite song as I went downstairs. I saw momma and father already sitting on the couch in the family hall. I skipped to them and sat next to father. He didn't smile at me when I greeted him nor did he replied. "So father, momma. What did you want to talk to me about.?" I smiled as I said this.

You know, to other peoples, it would be weird to hear a kid call her mother-momma and her father-well, father. Usually, when a kid calls her mother-momma or mommy, she calls her father-dad or daddy. Or in some families, the old names. Okaa-san and Otou-san. But I don't really like to call them that. I use to call father--daddy. But he said it makes him sound like an ice-cream flavor. Not that I think that's true. But still, I just called him father after that. But momma just comes out naturally.

"Well, honey. Um, how can I say this..." Father glanced at momma. I noticed from the corner of my that momma gave father a ressuring nod. "You momma and I, well, we have this long S-rank mission." He paused. Studying my expression. I chuckled to myself. Like I even know what S-rank is. "And?" I asked impatiently, seeing that his pause isn't going to end. "And we have to leave the village for a while." He smiled.

Aw, I know exactly where this is going. He's going to hand me to Ishirumi-sensei next door. I don't really dislike her or anything...Just, she eats green stuff. Once when father and momma had to leave for a one-day mission, Ishirumi-sensei offered to babysit me for a day. She feeds me something called 'broccoli' for breakfast, 'spinach' for lunch, and 'salad' for dinner. Plus a few 'organic fruits', or whatever she calls it for a late night snack. When momma and father returned the next morning, I literally begged for strawberry ice-cream. It was that bad. Really.

"I don't wanna stay at Ishirumi-sensei's. She only eats green stuff." I pouted. I think I should insert in my puppy-dog eyes just to add the cuteness. They never resist those. My father gulped. His forehead sweaty. "Sakura. Don't look at me with those eyes. But anyway, you're not going to Ishirumi-san's house."

I dropped the look and sighed in relief. "Then where am I going?"

"That's what we want to talk to you about." He nodded to momma. Momma nodded back. I turned to her. "Sweetie, you're going to stay at my old-friend's house. Her name is Mikoto. She'll be taking good care of you." Momma smiled. I don't know what I should say about all this. Surely, I've never been to an unfamiliar someones house before. But this is momma's old-friend. All her friends are nice. So this shouldn't really be a problem. But then again, that depends fully on how long I'll be staying there. I'll ask. "How long?" I bit my lower lip. I don't really want to stay more than a day at a stranger's house. And let's just hope Aunt Mikoto don't eat green stuff. Yuck.

Both my momma and father frowned.

"How long?" I repeated. It better not be too long. I wont survive! "That depends." Momma said. "On what?" I asked again. Awkward silence filled the tiny family hall. "Momma?" I asked softly. Thinking whether I should put on the puppy-dog face or not. I chose not. A serious face suits better. "Whether the mission turns out fast or not. The shortest...half a year, the longest, two years." She stated calmly.

My eyes widened and I stood up from my seat. "WHAT?!!!! NO!!"

Father tried to calm me down. I don't want to stay at a stranger's house for half a year! I can't even survive a day! Momma looked at me like she was going to cry. "Don't yell at me, young lady. I wouldn't go if I had a choice. This is for the village. You'll understand when you grow up. But for now, please Sakura," momma stood up from her seat and held my shoulders. "Please, for the village. For me. This mission is really important."

I ignored her pleas and tried to look at anything but her face. Half a year, with some person I don't even know...when all my life, I've lived here, in this house. With only my parents. It's all too much. "Sakura!!" She yelled at my face. She shook my shoulders a couple of times like she's trying to wake me up.

"What?" I said softly. I don't want to yell at her again. But living so long without them...I can't even imagine that. Her face looks awful. "Momma, don't cry..." I said. I hate to see her crying. Maybe she's right. I shouldn't be selfish. It's for the village. Decisions, decisions, decisions. "Alright, momma. I'll...go."

Momma looked at me like I've grown another eye. Then she burst out laughing and wiped her tears. Now it's my turn to look at her like she's grown another eye. Weird. First she was mad, then she cried, and now she's laughing. What's going on here? "Setsumi, stop laughing like an idiot and tell the kid the next news."

"Oh right." Momma said. She stood up straight and brushed off some invisible dirt on her apron. She smiled at me and said; "Sakura. The mission starts tomorrow morning. Before we go, we'll drop you off at Mikoto's." she stated softly. "What? Why so soon?" I tried to keep my voice low as I look up at her face. I don't wanna yell at her. Again.

"I don't know. Ask the Hokage." I noticed father got of his seat and walked up the stairs. Mumbling something like 'Gotta get ready for tomorrow.' I looked at momma again. She's glaring daggers at father's retreating form. Then she looked at me and smiled again. "You'll love it there. They've got kids. Two of them! Boys, but you'll get along...with one of them, eventually." she looks awkward. I decide to ask.

"Do you know their names?"

"Oh sure! Um..the older one...Ita..Itacha...no that sounds too weird. Itashi...close, but not it. Ita..Itachi!! Yes, Itachi..he's about two or three years older than you. The youngest, Sasuki...no that's a girls name." Momma kept mumbling names as I waited patiently. Gosh, she said she remembered their names. This is NOT what I call remember. "Sasu...Sasu...Sasuke..yeah..Sasuke! First one's Itachi, second, Sasuke. My, very charming names. And Sasuke's the same age as you. You'll get along quickly! Like you're made for each other. Heheh." She laughs nervously. And what does she mean 'made for each other'?

I was about to ask when she said; "Oh..are you hungry? I made your favorite today! Onigiri and a bit dumplings!" Then she stumbles off to the kitchen. Preparing my lunch.

"Momma?"

"Yes honey?"

"Where am I going exactly?"

"To Mikoto's place. She'll take very good care of you."

"Yeah I know. But where?"

"Somewhere in the Uchiha Estates."

Hm..something smells fishy. Or is it really the fish that momma's frying right now? Blah! I'm getting dizzy. Whatever. But I seriously wish Aunt Mikoto doesn't have kids.

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