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healing hearts
I
As Sasuke stepped outside onto a concrete sidewalk, cold hair nipping at his bare face, he felt his heart sink lower than it had fallen in the past few days. His father's hand was grasping his shoulder tightly, as if by holding him physically, he would never, ever, disobey again.
Of course, what Sasuke had done wasn't quite disobeying. It wasn't as if it was his idea, anyway – Naruto had planned it. It was all him.
That dobe.
Then again, Sasuke had complied, and now he was stuck leaving a courthouse, with thirty hours of community service on his shoulders. And nine months of probation. Probably less, because he could get off earlier if he cooperated, and Sasuke always cooperated –
"Where's the car parked, honey?" His mother's sweet, sweet voice filled the winter air, and Sasuke turned slightly to see her hair blowing lightly in the wind. His father grunted in response, and led the way through the parking lot, dragging Sasuke along with him.
The teenager sighed, lengthening his strides to keep up with his father's quick, purposeful steps. He heard his mother's heels clicking along behind the two of them, accompanied by muttered complaints about the "damned shoes" she was wearing.
They reached their sleek, black, shiny choice of transportation, and his father unlocked the car with a swift click of a button. Sasuke opened the back door, sliding onto the supple leather. He shut the door behind him, and as Uchiha Fugaku began to pull the car out of the parking spot, clicked his seatbelt into place.
They pulled out of the parking lot smoothly, and Sasuke's gaze drifted out the window. He sighed, wishing he had brought a book with him – the courthouse was at least an hour from his own house. He watched the various stores as they passed, examining people in the street, and letting his mind wander.
"So, what was it that led you and Uzamaki-san to do what you did?"
A sigh escaped his lips. "Boredom, I guess."
The probation officer cocked an eyebrow at him. "Oh, yeah?" She smirked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She scribbled something onto a note pad in front of her. "And where did you get the spray paint from, again?"
"There were some half-empty ones lying on the ground around the railroad house. Naruto picked one up to examine one, and one thing led to another…" The probation officer stared at him shamelessly. "How did you find the railroad house?"
"We were walking on a bike pa – "
"Oh, were you?"
"Yeah. We wer – "
"Sasuke?"
His thoughts were interrupted by his mother's high voice, and he looked sharply to the front passenger seat. "Hn."
"Your father and I were talking about getting a bite to eat. Shall we?" Her onyx eyes glanced into his own through the rearview mirror, and when he nodded, she smiled kindly. "Okay, then."
Dinner was uneventful. They stopped at a quaint diner in the heart of town, and not much conversation occurred. Sasuke spent the meal avoiding his father's eyes. The older man didn't say anything; he had expressed his disappointment in Sasuke the night of the incident. However, his anger with his son had not yet dissipated, and was still very clear in his trademark Uchiha eyes.
The drive home from the diner was quiet, as well. Sasuke lapsed into his own thoughts the second the car pulled into the road, and remained in his own world 'til the road smoothed out and he knew they had pulled into their perfect driveway. His large house loomed ahead of him as he stepped out of his father's car.
Home sweet home, he thought dryly.
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Short, I know. But I needed a way to start it, and then I needed a place to end the chapter, and I couldn't figure out where and so I was like "DFLKGJFLG" and stopped it here.
Not sure about the title. I just WANT TO GET THIS UPLOADED.
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