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-Immortal Vows

"Un jour, alors que le monde est bon, nous nous reverrons. One day, while the world is good, we'll meet again."

I held onto her skirt with my little fists. "Mommy, Mommy! I love you Mom. "Tears were pouring down my face. "Maman, Maman! Je t'aime Maman."

She bent over and hugged me. We were both crying. "Oh Sakura, do not forget me. Oh Sakura, ne m'oublie pas."

I held onto her tighter. "No, I will never forget you mom. I promise I will never forget!" The conductor was calling everybody aboard. I had to board the train but I didn't want to leave her. "Non, je ne vous oublierai jamais maman. Je promets que je n'oublierai jamais!"

I was pulled away by Auntie. I was reaching out for Mom. Once I got inside I went to the nearest window and banged on it. "Mama, Mama! I am never going to forget you! I promise, I promise! Maman, Maman! Je ne vais jamais vous oublier! Je vous promets, je le promets!"

I knew she couldn't hear me. I couldn't hear what she was screaming but I knew it was good.

That was the last time I ever saw Mom. I was nine years old. I didn't know why we had to split but we did. I left with Auntie while she stayed behind in France. She never did explain to me or write to me but I always thought it was better this way.

I was leaning against the window, listening to my CD player. Auntie was knitting a scarf. We were on a train in a foreign country. I didn't think I would ever set foot in this continent but I did. I was officially in America and an American. The process was long. All those papers and interviews were tiring.

Auntie and I moved around a lot. We used to live in Europe. I liked it there. We were mostly maids or extra hands in castles and mansions. Some people were nice, others were cruel.

"Sakura, once we get there take a shower, do your hair, and wear your best dress." reminded Auntie.

"Oui," I agreed.

Auntie hit me on the head with a newspaper. "How many times do I have to tell you? Stop speaking French and speak English. You're in America now."

"Yes Auntie."

She rolled her eyes. "Do you remember what I talked about with you?"

I nodded. "Yes, I remember everything."

"Good, there should be no problems." She relaxed in her seat.

I never questioned Auntie. I always believed her decisions were right. Mom did left me in her care. Auntie must be a good person.

"Sakura, instead of listening to your CD player, practice your vocabulary and pronunciation."

I put away the CD player before she had a chance to break it and took out my dictionary. "Hello, my name is Sakura Haruno…"

Once we arrived outside the home I was nervous. It was always nerve-wrecking to meet new families. It was fun at the same time. I loved observing their habits- good and bad. Through a person's stuff you can kind of predict their personality.

"Hurry up Sakura." snapped Auntie.

I pulled my suitcase out of the taxi. I didn't have a lot of clothes or belongings. Auntie told me having too much stuff was bad. She was right. It didn't take me forever to pack and go when Auntie decided.

Auntie rang the doorbell. I combed my shoulder length pink hair. I fixed my green sweater that matched with my green eyes. I took several breaths. Auntie combed her black hair. She had pink hair but she dyed it black because she thought it looked ridiculous. I hoped she didn't think I would dye my hair anytime soon.

The door was opened by a petite lady. She had black hair that looked blue with onyx eyes. Basically she was pretty.

"Hello, you must be Victoria and Sakura." smiled the lady. "My name is Mikoto Uchiha."

Auntie shook her hand. "It's nice to meet you ma'am. This is my niece, Sakura."

I smiled. Then I shook her hand. "I'm pleased to meet you ma'am. May I call you Madame Uchiha?"

Mikoto blushed. "Yes, Madame Uchiha will be fine." She held the hand I shook. "You're charming with your pink hair."

Auntie grinned. "She has that effect on people. Many employers like that about her."

Mikoto stepped out of the doorway. "Please come in. My sons are not present at the moment but my husband is in the dining room. Take a seat and we'll talk more."

Auntie and I nodded. I haven't been a maid at a lot of houses but this one was different. It was a feeling.

Inside the walls was beige. The couches were chocolate. The curtains were tan but had gold in them. Basically the house was different shades of brown and a one color of red.

"Your house is marvelous Madame Uchiha." I complimented.

She blushed again. "Thank you for your appreciation. I tried my best designing it."

When we reached the table Monsieur Uchiha was reading. Madame Uchiha placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up. He didn't seem surprised. "Hello, my name is Fugaku."

Auntie shook his hand. "My name is Victoria. This is my niece."

I shook his hand. "My name is Sakura. May I call you Monsieur Uchiha?"

He was shocked. "Yes, you may refer to me as Monsieur Uchiha."

Madame Uchiha poked her husband. "Don't you think she's charming?"

Monsieur Uchiha nodded. "She's very charming."

I sat down after Auntie was seated. My cheeks were slightly hot. Wherever I go people call me charming. Even if I didn't try to be charming I would still charm them. Maybe it was my pink hair.

"We would like to talk about a few rules." began Monsieur Uchiha.

"The number one rule is to never steal of course. Don't talk to people about what goes on in the Uchiha household." said Madame Uchiha. "I hope you know you are also the chef. I'm too busy to cook."

That wouldn't be a problem for neither of us. We've cooked for other households many times.

"You'll be living in the basement. I won't charge for rent. You'll receive your paychecks on the 18 of every month and on the last day of every month. For buying groceries or any cleaning supplies you'll use this card."

Monsieur Uchiha gave Auntie a black card. Auntie placed it in her wallet.

"Sakura you'll be going to school."

Auntie and I did enroll me in school. It would start in September. I was nervous. I didn't go to school in Europe. Auntie would give me lessons every night.

Madame Uchiha raised her eyebrow. "Yes, by the looks of it you'll be in the same grade as my youngest son."

I nodded. I was young. I was only seventeen years old. How old would her son be? Would he talk to me?

"That's all I could think of for now. You can drop off your stuff in the basement and I'll give you a tour of my home."

Auntie and I got up and followed Madame Uchiha to the door which led to the basement. She didn't come down with us. We bowed before we left as a sign of courtesy.

In the basement it wasn't as horrible as I imagined it would be. The walls were painted brown. There were two beds and a dresser. A small radio was giving to us. It was cozy.

We walked up the stairs to find Madame Uchiha waiting for us. She was grinning.

"I know there is no bathroom down there. You can use the guest bathroom upstairs." said Madame Uchiha.

We walked upstairs to find five doors.

"The one down the hall is my bedroom that I share with my husband. The one on the opposite side is my youngest one's room. The one in the middle is my first son's room. The two doors are guest bedrooms. Every bedroom has their bathroom."

I went over the arrangements of the rooms in my head. It was a lot of rooms to clean. Still, I've been to bigger houses. It's no big deal.

"My husband and I are going out. Dinner should be ready by seven. Goodbye dears, I'll see you later."

Monsieur and Madame Uchiha left in a hurry. Once they left I let out a big breath. They were kind of making me feel nervous.

"Sakura, always remember you're a maid. Don't become too attach to this family like you did last time." chided Auntie

I shook my head. "It won't be like last time."

"I can't make up a schedule because I don't know theirs. Expect one at the end of the week."

I slouched in my chair. "I don't want to go to school in America."

Auntie took out a few spices. "Have a look in the rooms, I know you like doing that."

I smiled and ran back upstairs. I went into the middle bedroom first. Inside it was plain. It had a bookshelf and a desk. This person was neat. It had dust on some things.

I got out of that room and made a mental note to tell Auntie. She would be happy that I was observing.

I went to the master bedroom. Inside they were also neat- the same as the middle room. They were dusty too. I shook my head. Why did they need us?

I skipped the two bedrooms and went in the younger son's. This bedroom was more interesting. The others weren't as attention grabbing. This room was a room I would want to examine.

I walked further in the room. The walls were painted navy. The sheets on the bed were black satin. The furniture was black. The room was dark.

I wiped my fingers on the desk. There was no dusk on the desk. I was shocked. There was a bookshelf. I wiped my finger on the surface again. No dusk was in this room.

I was ready to leave when I heard footsteps. I froze. Who was it? Was it Madame Uchiha? What would she say? I didn't really start until tomorrow.

The door opened and I was already behind it. When the door opened I was faced with a man. Well, I considered him a man but Auntie would consider him as a boy.

"I don't remember sleeping with you." said the son.

I blushed. "No, I'm the new maid."

He stepped closer. "Do you have a name?"

I outstretched my hand. "My name is Sakura."

He smirked. "You have a cute French accent."

I blushed even more. Madame Uchiha didn't say anything about my accent. "Thank you."

He pulled off his tie and tossed it on the floor. "My name is Sasuke. Hope you don't have to clean my room."

I picked up his tie. "Why?"

"You'll be disgusted."

I shrugged. "It doesn't seem disgusting to me."

Sasuke closed the door behind us. He pushed me against the wall. My body was completely flushed with his. I was embarrassed. He was enjoying this.

His nose moved across my neck. "I think I'll enjoy you as my maid. It'll be fun."

Then Auntie began calling my name. I tried to move but he wouldn't let me. "Excuse me sir-"

"Call me Sasuke." demanded Sasuke

"Sasuke, I need to go." I slipped out of his arms. He didn't make an attempt to get me. I slid out of the door and bolted downstairs.

"Sakura, I've been calling you." snarled Auntie

I bowed my head. "I'm sorry."

"Take a shower and get ready for dinner. Wear something nice for the dinner."

I nodded. I headed downstairs to the basement. I opened my suitcase and took out my towel, soap, shampoo, and conditioner. I picked out my silver dress. It was a gift. I knew it was expensive.

Upstairs I chose the bathroom that was the farthest from Sasuke's room. I didn't want to see him.

In the shower I thought about the last home I worked at. It was a house in Luxembourg. The family was gracious. It was the son that left an impression on me.

I frowned and blinked to stop myself from crying. The time I spent there was the best time of my life. I wished I didn't have to go but Auntie said it was necessary. Even though Auntie didn't speak about the incident, I knew she loved that house.

I hugged myself. His name was Kiba. He was nice. At first I ignored him. Time passed and I found myself talking to him. Along the way I fell in love. He would always tell me that he loves me. He promised me that we would get married once he finished his education.

One day nobody was home. It was only Kiba and I. It was innocent kissing and touching but it turned into so much more. I didn't mind because I loved Kiba. I wanted to show him how much I loved him.

It was wrong. I was over-stepping the boundaries of being his maid. We didn't care. I fell asleep in his arms. I should've left but I was comfortable. I woke up to screams. Kiba's mom was screaming and pointing at us.

Auntie walked in and almost had a heart attack. She tried to soothe Kiba's mom but it didn't work. Auntie and I fled during the night. She never said anything about it. I didn't get a chance to tell Kiba goodbye.

I rinsed the conditioner out of my hair. It was should be close to seven. I have to hurry up and help Auntie set up the table. We have to set a good impression on the Uchihas.

I left the bathroom wrapped in my white towel. I almost made it when Sasuke appeared. He smirked and walked in my direction. I stepped back but my back hit the wall.

"This is a site I'll enjoy seeing." admitted Sasuke.

I closed my eyes. "May I go Sasuke? I have to prepare the table for dinner."

"You can leave. I need payment before you do."

He stared at me. I didn't know what to do. I knew what he wanted but I didn't want to give it to him.

"Put it on my tab." I said

I brushed past him. He was getting me upset. I don't like being upset. I try not to be upset. No matter what I didn't let things bother me. I certainly won't Sasuke Uchiha get under my skin.

At least, that's what I told myself.

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-Immortal Vows