She was in her dark room, in her queen size bed, in her nightgown. She was twenty years old and it had been eight years since that day. She remembered it, the day she met Sasuke. The day she saw that haunting shadow. The day she found a Ninja Medallion, which was now hidden in her night stand. She had kept it there since she arrived at Port Ouritsu. And now, she wanted to look at it, she needed to look at it.

There it was, dusty and forgotten. She looked at it, but now she wanted to put it on, just to see how well gold matched he unique pink hair. It did look good. When…

Knock, knock, knock.

Her father called, "Sakura? Are you alright?" Sakura scrambled to find her robe, descent as she was for her dad, she new that there would be maids entering as well. She hated maids. Always sticking their noses into her business. Their constant insecurity was just annoying. "Are you decent?"

"Yes," She said, closing her robe and hiding her medallion. "Yes?"

"Still abed at this hour?" Her father, the Governor, said as he entered, followed by two maids. The maids quickly opened the curtains letting the late morning sunlight in. Sakura could not help but squint at the harsh sunlight. Damn Maids, she thought. "It's a beautiful day." Her father said.

It truly was. From her window, he had a view of the tropical island and the town of Port Ouritsu below. Not a cloud in the sky, which while meaning nice, it also meant hot.

"I have something for you." Governor Haruno said to his daughter. He took the lid off of a nearby box one of the maids was carrying. She looked inside to find a pink kimono.

"Oh, it's beautiful." She said in honest awe. "What's the occasion?"

Her father looked jokingly offended, then said, "Does a father need an occasion to spoil his only child? Go on." He motioned the maids to follow her and, to Sakura's great dismay, help her dress.

"Actually, I, um…, her father finally said, "I had hoped you might wear it for the ceremony today."

"Ceremony?" Came a voice from behind the curtain.

"Captain Lee's promotion ceremony." The governor elaborated.

"I knew it." Sakura said peering out.

"Commodore Lee, as he's about to become." The governor said proudly. Rock Lee was a good soldier and had served Port Ouritsu for eight years. "A fine gentleman, don't you think? He fancies you, you know."

Sakura gasped from the tightness of the waistband. Damn Maids, she thought.

"Sakura? How's it coming?" Her father asked.

"It's difficult to say." She replied strainly.

Catching the questionable opinion, her father replied, "I'm told it's the latest fashion in shufugakure."

"Well, women in shufugakure must have learnt how to not breathe [Gaps]. She said impatiently, fed up with these maids.

"Lord Haruno, you have a visitor." The butler said entering and then exiting.

Downstairs, there was this visitor, a Blacksmith apprentice, onyx eyes and black hair, carrying with him, a box. He waited patiently until the Governor came down.

"Ah, Mr. Uchiha. Good to see you again." Said the governor as he descended the stairs.

"Good day sir." Said the boy as he laid the box on the table. "I have your order." He opened the box to reveal a new katana. Sasuke handed it to the governor and elaborated on it's work. "The blade steel was folded twice as many times as regulation. The cutting power is the finest and the handle in covered with silk strands."

"Impressive, very impressive. Commodore Lee's going to be very pleased with this." The governor said as he sheathed the blade. "Do pass my compliments on to your master."

Sasuke flashed disappointment. He made the blade, not his lazy mentor, but he can't say so. "I shall. A craftman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated."

Suddenly, a vision of pink came down the stairs, Sakura in her matching kimono.

"Oh, Sakura, you look absolutely stunning." Said her father

"Sasuke," Sakura said, paying no attention to the compliment from her father, "It's so good to see you. I had a dream about you last night."

"About me?" asked Sasuke.

Governor Haruno looked at his daughter in nervous disapproval, "Is that entirely proper for you-"

"About the day we met. Do you remember?" asked Sakura.

"How could I forget, Miss Haruno?" Sasuke politely replied.

"Sasuke, how many times must I ask you to call me Sakura?"

"At least once more, Miss Haruno, as always." Sasuke said in reply.

"There, see?" Sakura's father cut in, "At least the boy has a sense of propriety. Now, we really must be going."

Sakura couldn't help but be a little upset, "Good day, Mr. Uchiha."

"Come along," said the governor to his daughter and two servants.

"Good day," Sasuke called after them as he followed out of the mansion, "Sakura." He said, mostly to himself, but Sakura managed to hear it as she looked back before being drawn away in her fathers carriage.

It should be noted that I don't know a thing about Japanese tradition. My items of clothing are either in english or the most common name I know. Don't judge me, I took Spanish.