2: Her Return

"Princess, glad to see you've returned safely" Shizune was glad to see me as she ran towards me with open arms. I was so glad to see her again; she had the same short black hair and wore her black uniform robe. She was the only person I missed from my home, besides my future fiancé of course.

"Sakura-chan! What happened to your hair! Its cut short and it doesn't frame your hair like it used to, but don't worry. I am your stylist and your dress is ready!" Shizune was fanatic when it came to being my stylist.

"Sakura, please hurry. Prince Sasuke is waiting for you at your usual spot."

"Are you serious?! He's here! Oh my gosh, I have to see him!"

"Not until I fix you up my dear."

After a few hours of hair detailing, make up and fashion crisis, I was transformed from a teenage girl with short pink hair that showed my forehead, wearing a bit of makeup, short shorts, tights, an off shoulder red top with a winter jacket into a princess with long curly locks and side bangs, make up to make anyone look twice and a fabulous red dress that fitted everywhere in the right places. I was ready to see Naru- I mean.. Sasuke. Naruto...

Walking to the beach I had missed so much, I could see from the bushes a man dressed casually as he was waiting with a white rose. "Sasuke-kun?"

"Oh my lord, Sakura... you certainly are the most beautiful cherry blossom floating on air." At the sight of my Sasuke in a navy blue and white dress shirt and pants, he looked so grown up and matured from the last time I had seen him in twelve years. After I had seen him much closer, we hugged and it felt like we would never let go.

"Sakura-chan, do you remember my promise?"

-At Home

"Kakashi!" I yelled trying to regain my breath. After they took Sakura right in front of me I just couldn't let that go.

Bing... Oh I got a message. It was Sakura; I hope she's alright there. I yelled again through the house, discovering that all the rooms were empty; it was strange that the kitchen still had its lights on.

"Kakashi? Are you in there?" There was Kakashi's face in the fridge and the honey he was holding dropped to the floor.

"Oh hey Naruto, what's up"

"She's gone and so is everyone else... I guess they went back to Konoha huh."

"Naruto, you knew she was a princess with a destined future. Yet you fell in love with her. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk." I could feel myself turn red as he was telling me about her life before I met her. Kakashi was a friend of her parents and they decided for Sakura to have a normal life so she'd appreciate and understand her role as a princess. Kakashi originally owned the home, so she and a group of the Haruno staff had travelled to Los Angeles to help add a bit of the princess life in the city. When I became her best friend, I came here every day after school, and ended up living with her instead of at Iruka's House. We got closer together and I ended up falling in love with that cute smiling cherry blossom.

"Kakashi, do you think-"

"You have a chance? Not really, you're competing with a prince." I looked at the old man and I knew he was right. Sakura came here with that guy in her heart, and she only looked at me as her best friend.

"Naruto, look at me. You know the money I asked for yesterday?"

"You didn't ask for the money, you blackmailed us."

"Okay, whatever. Anyways, I received a letter saying I could leave with Sakura, however, this is my home and I will eventually visit her. Anyways, I knew she was leaving today, but I guess I was too late to give you this," in his hands held a book; Her Heart of Gold, How to Be Romantic 101.

"Whaa? What's this for?"

"Well, it was for you to make an impression on Sakura before she left, but I was too late in giving this to you. I know how many times I've walked in on you when you were just about to kiss her."

"And I can look to blame you right." I ran away taking the honey and ice cream from his hands into Sakura's old room. It still had her stuff and in the walls of her room were mostly pictures of us, and on the shelves held albums holding the birthdays, Christmases, Easters and other fun stuff through the twelve years I shared with her. Gosh, I missed her so much.

- Konoha

"Do I remember your promise?" I leaned close to his face, making him turn pink for a bit and almost had his lips close the distance between mine.

"Well then," He backed off, knelt on one knee and asked the question I've wanted to answer ever since we met.

"Will you marry me?"

"Of course!" this was a no brainer, I mean it seriously! Naru- I mean, Sasuke and I have been contacting each other and we knew about this. But why am I thinking about Naruto? I wonder what he's up to...

With the answer I had given him, we kissed and just lied there on the beach, basking in the light, laughing at old times and catching up with each other, soon we were stargazing. Who knew being reunited with my fiancé would ever be this great.

The next morning I awoke in my bedroom, my bedroom in Konoha. It was way bigger than the one I lived in for twelve years with Naruto. As I opened my closet I found the most amazing clothes, shoes and my own washroom; it was such a great change from what I had in LA.

Just in the middle of adoring my new red room, Shizune called telling me I had to meet with Minato, my parents and the Uchiha family in the grand hall around noon; it was obviously about our wedding and other details about our future. So as I headed to the grand hall, I made a detour to the dining hall I grabbed myself some breakfast then headed straight to the hall to meet my plans about my future.

"Sakura-hime, you look very different from what I remember yesterday."

"Haha, Minato-san, this is all Shizune's work. Do I really look that bad?"

"Sakura, of course not," his smile reminded me so much of Naruto. It felt weird missing him and seeing him in my family friend/ guardian. My mother and father soon joined us. They told me I looked different and was very missed. Shizune smiled at the work she had done on me, my curls were still intact and my dress she had pulled out was a dark blue that matched Sasuke's outfit perfectly. I doubt there would be no way I'd get to see Sasuke in a pink or light green. It would be way to embarrassing for him, but a whole lot of fun for me.

"Hello Prince Sasuke, and your highnesses King and Queen Uchiha; how splendid it is to see you again," Hell yea, I still knew how to talk royal.

"Princess! Is that you? My, you look different from when you were only four years old."

"Thank you my lady, but please welcome to our home."

"Your highnesses, may I please take your beautiful daughter someplace else after the meeting," my parents nodded and led our guests to the board room in our castle. As I looked around I realized that I haven't really explored my own castle ever since I returned. I was pretty sure they had renovated the castle but some parts were still the same, or how else was I able to find the kitchen.

Once inside the board room, we took seats and discussed the wedding. Although they talked about the wedding and our future, we didn't have much say. I guess it was easier that way, cause all Sasuke and I did was pass notes when our parents weren't looking. We were teenagers after all, Sasuke being eighteen and myself being seventeen, we were still young.

"Sakura, what do you think if we had your wedding on the beach this coming summer?" I looked at Sasuke, he just smiled. The beach after all was our usual spot to hang out and make up whenever we did fight back when we were kids.

"Sure, but mom, it is our wedding and the dress is my choice," my mother acknowledged it and the meeting went on with questions and answers, colours, music and other details. Before I knew it, the meeting ended and Sasuke and I headed to the gardens.

"Sakura," his calm navy eyes met my mine as his face was sincere. "I am soo happy that I've found the one person in this world that I could spend the rest of my life with. You are my one and only favourite person I will hold in my heart. I promise to never leave your side, and my heart will always be yours."

As he said those words to me, like he had written in every letter I had received from him; it had felt so real and sweet, I was in love with him and he was in love with me.

"My oh my," a voice came from the bright orange marigolds, where there stood a woman with blond hair and harsh side bangs that covered one eye. Purple covered her except the face that had one blue eye throwing daggers in our direction; she was a thing of mystery.