Disclaimer:I do not own Naruto...Masashi Kishimoto does :) I only own Patrick this is my first story..so please tell me how i did...
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She sat quietly in the passenger side of the car,staring aimlessly out the window,her long pink hair was blowing softly in the wind from her window that was open slightly,her music blared in her head.
Patrick glanced at his adopted daughter of Four years,sighing to himself he pulled one of her earphones out"Sakura"he said in a slightly hushed tone,not taking his eyes off the road.
the said pinkette turned her head to look at the man,not speaking because why speak now when you haven't spoken in four years.
"We're almost there"he said,forcing a small smile,trying to get some sort of response out of her
Sakura made a noise in the back of her throat,indicating she was listening,just not caring.
"I'm doing this for...you"he said,not knowing what else to say.
When he saw her in the foster home he wanted to know what happened and when he heard her parents were murdered he wanted to be the one to protect her and raise her.
Sakura stared at the man while putting her headphone back in,he was young looking for his age of 36,he had shaggy black hair and bright blue eyes,he was fit and worked as an artist so anywhere they lived he had one room covered in paint.
Patrick glanced at her,smiling slightly,looking back at the road quickly,missing the small smile she gave him
Sakura looked back out her window,sighing inwardly,she didn't want to give anyone false hope because she blamed herself for the death of her parents,she ignored the tear that rolled down her cheek.
Patrick heard her music stop when they pulled into the driveway,turning his truck off he turned in his seat to look at her,blinking when she was staring at him"Sakura..."he whispered.
She unlocked and opened the door,jumping out she hissed 'don't 'in a low tone.
Patrick caught the one whispered word that had so many meanings behind it,sighing he watched her open the door to there new home.
Sakura set her ipod on the kitchen counter looking around the spacious area,running her fingers along the smooth cold surface,she let out a shaky breath when she sliced her finger on a rough the blood drip out she made her way upstairs to claim her room.
Patrick rubbed between his eyes when he caught a glimpse of pink hair,yelling instantly at the movers when they almost dropped the was going to be stressful.
Sakura walked into the master bedroom,checking the closet and bathroom before looking out the window,she pressed her forehead against the cool glass along with one of her hands,staring at the passing cars and the people on the street,a light hue covered her cheeks when a pair of pale lavender eyes met hers breaking the contact she looked over her shoulder when her name was called.
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Not to be pushy or anything but i'd really appreciate knowing how i did :) Thank you for reading