Football on Ice

Summary: Football is hard, well to him at least. Skating is hard, to her it is. Sasuke is the star quarter back at his high school and Sakura is a great ice skater hoping to get on the Olympics team. They never talk, but two people are gonna change that. Who are they? First person is Hatake Kakashi, Sasuke's coach, but the second one is the one who first gets them to meet. Uchiha Yumi, Sasuke's little sister. We'll see which sport is harder. But will love somehow bloom?

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B/n: Yeah, you've probably read some of my other stories. I decided to stop with the EVPB/N's cuz it got annoying. I'll just put B/N. Anyways enjoy my new story. And yeah I know Sasuke doesn't have a sis but it's a fan fiction right?

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"YAY BIG BROTHER WON THE GAME!" Yumi a young girl with shoulder length ebony hair with obsidian eyes around the age of seven cheered as she sat on top of his Sasuke's shoulders.

"It's all about team work Yumi, if you don't have that you don't win." Sasuke replied as he shut the house door. (B/n: You all know what the Uchiha's look like; I'm too lazy to type out their appearance)

"Is that my star quarter back son Sasuke and my star corner back Itachi?" Fugaku asked as he came into the room. Sasuke sat Yumi down who ran up to her dad.

"Daddy! You should've scene it! It was amazing. The other team had the football and threw it, but Itachi came and intercepted it and threw it to Sasuke! It was so amazing!" Yumi cheered. (B/n: Yeah I'm just remembering when the Patriots -whom I love because they are the best team who had the perfect season which hasn't been done since the Miami Dolphins in 1972 and even then they had to do I believe 14 games instead of 16- played against the Colts and Hobbs made the interception)

"I'm so proud of you two, now go get changed and wash up. Dinner is almost ready." Mikoto said. Mikoto wasn't a fan of football like many women aren't (B/n: It's so sad that I along with my father am the only people in the house that likes football and hat most women don't like football.)

The two star athletes looked down at their attire. They were wearing there football gear, which had grass stains all over them. Sasuke's jersey number was twenty-three while Itachi's was nine. They took pride in those numbers; they were their lucky numbers and helped them win every single game so far.

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"Wow, perfect triple axel Sakura." A tall boy with black hair and red tips that was long giving it a skater look with deep forest green eyes commented.

"Thanks Yuki." The said girl replied. She had hair that was half black and the other top half was the natural pink with dark blue and purple highlights. Her hair reached her waist, not that you could see it though because it was in a ponytail and her eyes were emerald green. Haruno Yuki was Haruno Sakura's eldest brother.

"How was your game?" Sakura asked as she saw his dirty jersey with the number 26 on it.

"IT WAS AWESOME!" A young boy around the age of seven or eight with similar black hair and red tips, but with spiky hair and blue eyes yelled.

"Really Kyo?" Sakura asked as she got out of the rink.

"YEAH!" Kyo replied all pumped up. Sakura chuckled as she ruffled up Kyo's hair and took he skates off and put her regular shoes on.

"You guys wanna visit mom and dad before we head home?" Yuki asked.

"Yeah." Sakura whispered quietly while Kyo shouted loudly. Once Sakura had everything in her bag she swung Kyo on to her back so she was giving him a piggy back ride and got up.

"Let's go before it gets to dark." Sakura whispered as her siblings nodded. As the walked out the door Yuki put an arm around Sakura's shoulder which went under Kyo's arms.

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"Uh, Mom, Dad, Can I join ice skating?" Yumi asked as she picked at her spaghetti. Fugaku spit his water out, Sasuke choked, Itachi dropped his fork, and Mikoto smiled.

"OF COURSE YOU CAN!" Mikoto squealed.

"But-" The three boys started out saying before stopping after receiving a death glare from Mikoto.

"Yes." The three guys replied with hesitance.

"We'll see what they have tomorrow." Fugaku said. The rest of the dinner was in silence/

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B/n: So how was it?