Your Heart in My Hand
A/N: Hey everyone. Thank you for your kind attention. So, this is actually my first fic so please be gentle with me. This was inspired by the manga 'Wild Ones' by Fujiwara Kiyo.
A little warning: This fic is an AU so characters will definitely be OOC.
Also, yes the title is taken from 'Over and Over Again' by Nathan Sykes.
Without further ado, enjoy the first chapter of Your Heart in My Hand.
Chapter 1: First Sight
He had come when she was kneeling by her mother's grave.
"I've finally found you," he said softly.
She looked up and found herself looking at a man wearing a simple yukata. His long black hair was tied up in a loose ponytail and he looked to be about 60 years old. He was looking at her with a gentle expression; one she had seen on her mother's face many times.
"I'm sorry but who are you?" Sakura asked.
The man chuckled.
"I am your grandfather, Senju Hashirama."
Sakura shook her head. No, she didn't have any relatives. Her mother had told her that.
Hashirama frowned. He had lost his daughter and he wasn't going to lose his only granddaughter.
"Trust me, Sakura," he said as he held out his hand.
Sakura didn't know why but she took it. Maybe she was lonely. Maybe she wanted to believe she had another relative. Maybe it was that exact look he had that reminded her so much of her mother.
Sakura stared out the car the entire trip. Hashirama had been quiet and she was dying for answers. Was he really her grandfather? Why hadn't her mother mentioned him?
Sakura turned to look at the man. She decided she had to know now.
"Erm, Hashirama-san. Can I ask you a few questions please?"
The man turned, a little surprised that Sakura had spoken to him by herself.
"Of course. And please, call me ji-chan," Hashirama said with a smile.
"Ah, yes. Ji-chan," Hashirama nodded and Sakura continued. "Why haven't I met you before?"
Hashirama knew this question was coming. He knew Tsunade would never want her own daughter to know that her grandfather was the head of a yakuza gang. Sure, he had done some really crazy things when he was younger but times have changed now. His leadership had evolved from a dictator to one of a father figure. He was never cruel to his men unnecessarily. He knew all of them saw the gang as family. All of them were brothers.
On the day he last saw her, he had just come home from a rather vicious fight with a rival gang. She had packed her bags and was waiting for him to come home so that she could leave properly. Hashirama had thrown a fit. He forbade her to leave. If she did, he would never allow her back again. Tsunade had said nothing. When he woke up the next day, she was gone.
It broke his heart. She had been his only daughter. He never stopped keeping tabs on her and when he found out she had died, leaving her only child, Sakura, he knew he had to take the child in.
Sakura took in the story slowly. She believed him. She had heard the pain in his voice when he had recounted the events that had led to his only daughter leaving. When he had mentioned yakuza, her eyes had widened. He saw her surprise and reassured her that no one would harm her. He would never allow it.
Hashirama had told her that he had already prepared a room for her. She thanked him profusely and he waved it off. "Anything for my granddaughter," he had mumbled.
When they reached the estate, Sakura gasped. The garden was filled with her namesake and the house looked like it had come out of olden Japan. It was beautiful. It was home.
When they both stepped into the house, a loud 'Welcome home Sakura-sama" greeted her.
20 men were kneeling before her with their heads bowed. Sakura went red with embarrassment.
"Eh? Ji-chan?!"
Hashirama laughed. He petted his granddaughter's head and addressed the men before him.
"Listen here, you lot. My precious granddaughter has finally come home and I want her to be as comfortable as possible. Touch a single hair on her body and I'll personally deal with you. While she is here, you will protect her with your life. Her room is strictly off limits and I expect no one to bother her."
"Yes, Hashirama-sama!"
Satisfied with the answer, Hashirama turned to Sakura.
"Sakura. I hope you understand this. Your ji-chan might not be the bad person he was in the past but I want you to be protected every single time you are outside. Now this is only all just precautionary and I have selected the perfect candidate for this task."
Sakura nodded. She had been expecting this. She didn't want to spoil the moment so she had said nothing.
Hashirama smiled at Sakura and turned back to his men, face stern.
"Uchiha, stand up."
Sakura looked over at the single male who had stood up. His pale skin was a huge contrast to his hair which was as black as the night sky and he looked 18, like her. He was wearing a white cotton long sleeved shirt with dark jeans. When he looked at her, onyx eyes bore into her green ones and she blushed. He was very handsome.
Hashirama cleared his throat and some of the men snickered. Sakura hadn't realised she had been staring at her bodyguard so intensely, even after he had looked away to look at her ji-chan.
"Right. Sakura, this is Uchiha Sasuke. He will be responsible for your safety and everything you need. Don't hesitate to call upon him should you need anything."
Sakura nodded. Uchiha Sasuke…
Hashirama turned to Sasuke. His face fierce.
"Uchiha. I expect no less from you. You will take care of my granddaughter and protect her at all costs. Also, since you'll always be in close proximity to her, I expect no nonsense from you. No matter how pretty you think she is, I expect you to keep your hands to yourself. My granddaughter deserves only the best. Understand?"
Sakura felt the heat rush to her cheeks. She turned to look at Sasuke but his expression was blank. He nodded and said that he understood.
Hashirama closed his eyes. He knew Sasuke was the best one for the job. He didn't have to worry about him getting unnecessarily close to his granddaughter because Sasuke had never shown any interest in females whatsoever. It also helped that Sasuke was currently studying in the school he had planned to enroll Sakura in; though Sasuke was already a second year as he was a year older than Sakura. Sasuke's abilities were also the best. He was easily the smartest out of all his men and having taken multiple martial arts as a young boy, he could no doubt defend Sakura with ease.
"Alright, everyone is free to go about your own business. Uchiha, please assist Sakura to her room."
Sasuke nodded and turned to Sakura.
"Haruno-sama, this way please," Sasuke said.
"Please, just Sakura is fine," Sakura said, smiling shyly at her new bodyguard.
"Okay. This way please, Sakura-sama."
Sasuke had completely misunderstood what she meant but she didn't fight it.
They walked in silence. When they had reached her room, Sasuke pointed out the way to the bathroom.
"If you need me, my quarters are down the hall on the right. I share my room with 4 others but please do not hesitate to knock."
Sakura nodded. She had been looking around her room till her eyes settled on something. It was a photo of her mother in her youth, her blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail and she was grinning widely. She was beautiful.
She hadn't realised that she had shed a tear until Sasuke gently wiped the droplet from her cheek. His finger lingered on her cheek and Sakura looked up to stare at him. He was looking at her, with an unreadable face.
He dropped his hand and bowed before turning to leave.
"Ah, wait! Uchiha-san!" Sakura called out, a little too loud.
Sasuke stopped at the door and turned his head.
"Thank you," Sakura whispered. She could feel the heat in her cheeks again, more so at where his finger had lingered.
"It's not a problem," Sasuke replied.
Sakura smiled and was about to go about unpacking when Sasuke spoke again.
"Please, just Sasuke is fine," he said before leaving.
Sakura could have sworn she saw a smirk.
A/N: Well, this is it for chapter 1. I can't guarantee that I'll update very often because I'm extremely busy but I'll try so please be patient with me. I hope you guys enjoyed this. More to come!