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Chapter 3: Back To Where We Were
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"Fuck!" He muttered in pain as his hands came up to grab his head. His fingers wandered if there was a bump marring his perfect facial feature.
"Ow." She wasn't any better either. Did she ever mention her common sense wasn't that well off too? "How hard is your head?" Rubbing her throbbing head in pain.
"Hn. I should be the one asking that." Sasuke sat back with his head covered by his palms. "So this is what I get for helping you." Disbelieving how those words escaped from him. When did he become nosy about another's trouble? Apparently this girl was an exception, hopefully the only and the last.
"Help me?" Sakura snorted. "Who do you think you are? A psychiatrist. More like a psycho. You don't go around grabbing people's wrist and invading personal space like that." Her arms were crossing in an 'X' formation. And seriously, what was she doing? Her body told her to bolt away right now before anything else can happen. But her mind controlling her nerves, telling her 'don't.' Assuming his 'helping act' as harmless, she stayed.
"..." He wanted to strangle her now. "No." How dent was her mind? 'Invading? Speak for your self.' She was the one who sat down, invading his man-space in the first place.
Sakura squinted her eyes knowingly. "Then you are hitting on me." Smirking. Emphasizing. His expression was fun to look at. It wasn't like she hadn't been hit on before but this guy… amusing. Indeed.
Forgetting the pain. He leaned down, informing her, what he wanted to say before she knocked him senseless, "Are you the last girl on earth?"
Furious. She glared at his comment. "I'm just going to think that was gibberish." Bringing her legs up, laying it across the bench as barrier between them. She finally kept a distance. "What were you trying to do anyway? Answer carefully. I take the honor you are not a pervert."
Mentally rolling his eyes, in taking a low breath, he glanced over to see Sakura intensely looking at him, waiting for his answer. "Just by listening to you." His wisdom was about to shine on her inferior intellect.
"Ha! You were listening." Sadly, it was not enough to make her any brighter. Her intelligent was hopeless.
His glare warned her, 'Will you shut up and listen.' Seeing the girl quiet down, he continued. "And judging by your reaction. I can conclude you force yourself into believing that human touch holds no meanings because you're afraid…"
"Afraid?!" Sakura snorted at his analysis. "I'm not afraid of anything Mr. Detective." 'I conclude? You know nothing.' She criticized him.
"And in denial." He added. A bit ticked with all the occupation he had been titled with by her. 'Doesn't need a detective mind to figure out something so simple.'
She scoffed but kept silent as he continued. In taking his words slowly, hating how some parts were partially true. Yes. She was troubled but not afraid. She was definitely not afraid.
"I suppose an event during your childhood had tarnished your relation. It's always something that happened when the brain of a child is still so young. Caused a wall of defend to surround the mind and body. Many walls perhaps. In my stand point, I think you're accusing them of something that must have been a mistake. If your family didn't care about you, they wouldn't bring you along. They wouldn't even be bothered. This is family time. And controlling your life is one way to protect you and …" Majoring in psychiatry did prove its usefulness, sometimes.
She couldn't take it anymore. "You're wrong."Pulling her leg back, and bringing the other one up to cross the ankles under each knee. Sakura sat with her back against the bench's armrest, facing him. She corrected his misinterpretation.
Fusing his dark brows, staring at the girl at the way her face was covered with unwanted tears, he believed now what she said was true. Those tears couldn't be stop. It just kept on flowing as it shred from her emerald eyes so easily.
"Bringing me here with them just to pose to my uncle family, especially to his wife how perfect of a modeled family we are. A sweet loving family of four." Her hands gripped her thighs. Words filled with mocking venom. Averting her eyes from his, she gave a mocking chuckling. "You have no idea… "
He was utterly confused. What had this girl been through to make her this bitter toward her family?
"Sasuke." Hearing his name flowed easily from her tongue made his body clench for a second. Keeping his eyes on the girl, he watched as she lowered her head. "How would you feel if you're constantly reminded that your existence was a slip-up?" Her voice was shaky now. "They didn't want me in the first place. I wasn't supposed to be born."
"But here you are." Hoping somehow, that could ease it. 'Where did she get that idea?'
"If it wasn't because it's against the family decree. My mother would have aborted me." Drops and drops of hidden tears were dripping down. "You're right. It was my childhood. I happened to hear it when my mom and the other ladies in the family were chattering. Oh. The look on her face. That shameful look when I stumbled in. And now, from time to time. They brought it up to joke around like it's nothing. Even when I was clearly showing discomfort, they continued. That's their way to hide the guilt." Her frail, scrawny wrists wipe away the tears to clear her vision. Palming her puffy eyes, she apologized for her appearance.
He didn't mind. Seeing the way she looked so fragile and vulnerable brushing away those tears made his stomach churned weirdly. This girl just couldn't stop to amaze him. Her appearance said the total opposite of her background. Everyone had his or her own story, what he didn't get, was why she was telling this to him so easily. Was she always like this? Talking to strangers about her life? But who would to blame her. She probably didn't have anyone to talk to about this kind of thing. Fearing they would over react and made judgment about her.
And what Sasuke was analyzing in his head wasn't entirely false. If she not that close to her own family, it was not that much different with her relatives, the ones that lived near. Sakura did have a lot of friends who were just people she encountered with in school. But they were not the people to talk to about her troubles. And no one could trust the school counselor, including her. Next thing you know after asking for their help, your parents get a call for remediation. That was how her school worked.
"Possibly they turned it in to a joke to tell you not to take it too seriously. Don't forget your mother had to through a lot to give birth to you." He now felt like a real psychiatrist. He did have a degree in it. Minor degree. But it wasn't intended for such tedious job like a psychiatrist.
"Ha. That's cute. From what I heard it's only took her an hour to pop me out. It was my big sister who she had to go through." She snorted at mentioning her sister. The gem of the family.
"Don't you know, sometime what you hear isn't always the truth." She paid too much attention to what other say.
"And are you going to tell me … 'Seeing' isn't the truth too?" She asked. "Cause seeing how your parents treat you is even worst."
"??"
"Everything I do. Everything. Is always being compared to my sister. I'm not her!" She was furious now. "Even if I accept the fact that I'm her copy, at least give half of the freedom that she is allowed. I'm being treated like a locked up endanger specie. I can't sleep over at friend's house because they fear that I'm too gullible and something 'bad' would happen. If I went out with my friend, I have to tell them three days ahead. Most of the time they would refused to let me go at the last min. Football games, dances, and anything else are not allowed since they think I'm going to get drugged and raped afterward. I had to sneak to most of them. And fearing that my sister caught me. My goals must be study, study, study and study to become a doctor just like my sister. That's how I live because my dad is a doctor who comes from a line of doctors in the family and my mom is one of those strict house wives. And if you're going to make a comment of how that is a way of them showing me 'care'. I would say fuck that. It's abused without the bruise mark." Breathing hard. Sakura felt lighter now. Much easing now that she had let it out.
Green eyes glance up to meet obsidian. Seeing the way Sasuke stared at her like she has a second head forming on her forehead. She pouted. "What." Scolded him.
"Hn. That was unexpected." It really was. But he can also see her parents' point. Just look at this girl. Sitting and talking to him. A stranger. Does she really talk openly like this to every strangers she stumbled upon?
"I guess. It was quite unexpected to me too." Giggling a bit, her laughter even had a ring to it now. Her system was clear. "I don't usually... Heck. I've never done this before. I don't know what gotten to me. Blurting things out like that. But perhaps it's you. Are you sure you're not a psychiatrist?" Smile.
"…" He took back what he thought. She was only seeking comfort. "However, this isn't enough to make you hate human touch. I don't think it's enough to cause such trauma." He could sense that there was something else.
'Who is he? A mind reader?' Blinking up at him with her astound emeralds. Enough to tell Sasuke, he was right. But she looked hesitant in revealing what was next.
"You don't have…"
"This wasn't a problem until recently. More like a few years back. When I was fourteen." The wavering in voice was drowning out by the determination expressed on her face. Sakura wanted to release it from her system. She needed it to be gone from her.
"During one of the family reunion…" The air around them stiffened as she told him the tale of her darkest memories. Such shameful story that she had encountered.
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When the day had almost end, midnight was closing in on their reunion day.
People were tired from the food, the singing, the talking, and the drinking.
They lay wasted around the house with a content happy feeling of family warmth.
Except one particular soul, locking herself in the room,
Blocking her mind from the cheerie environment that takes place down stair.
Too focus in reading, Sakura didn't notice the looming figure invading her room until a click was heard from the closing door.
"Sakura." Familiar voice of family friend's son slurred. He was a young man, A promising physician of the age twenty-eight
"What jah doing?" He was drunk. Clearly he was drunk.
"Reading. You're not supposed to be in here, Kabuto." Warning him to get out.
"I can't visit my favorite little foster sister? Seeing how much she has grown." She shivers at the feeling of his eyes roaming her back.
SLAM. "Get out. I'm not your foster sister."
"Why did you leave the party so early? It's only down stair." He closed in.
"Ugh. Get out already. You reek." Pushing him toward the door.
"I don't think so. Little cherry."
"!!" Shocked by his harsh grip.
"Guess what I'm going to do today."
Pulling her close, Sakura was too shock to utter any sound as his hand roams her back.
"I'm going to pop the cherry. Hahaa Get it. Cherry."
Squeezing her bottom tight.
"!!! Get awaUFFFTT" His hand already finds its way to cover her mouth.
"Shut up. Or your parents will get it. You should know well your dad's position in the hospital right now relied totally in my dad's hand."
"UFFTFFT." She wouldn't stop struggling.
"So be a good girl. Big brother will teach you something really nice." And with one shove. They both fell on her bed.
Thud.
Rip.
"Ahh..Iuff!!!"
"F*CK Shut up." He warned her in harsh tone. Eyes hazed with lust as more of her skin was reveal to him.
"UFFT" Kicking. Thrashing.
SLAP.
Emerald burned. Hatred filled her eyes. With all her strength.
KICK!!!
THUD.
"WHY YOU…" Looking up from the floor.
But as the long silver hair doctor jump the girl, her door was luckily busted open.
"DAD!" She screamed out from being crushed under the impulsive man.
Rushing over to pull the drunkard off his daughter.
The father was livid.
"Haruno. You wouldn't dare. My father is down stair."
"DAD. What's going on?" Karin stood with her eyes widen at the sight.
A drunk Kabuto in her father's grip. Her sister sat on a messy bed with her shirt ripped.
Hastily closed the door. Karin rushed over to her shaking girl. Cover her tainted body with her down sweater.
Holding the girl shaking body.
At that moment.
Sakura felt really close to the red head.
Grateful for her protecting embrace.
But.
Knock Knock
The door was opened.
Almost everyone was standing at the door looking in at the messy scene.
"What's going on?"
Hoping her father and sister can speak of her justice. Sakura nuzzled her head to her sister chest for comfort.
But how gullible she was.
Karin spoke first.
"Oh it was nothing. My sister is dearly scared of spider. There was one really big in the room. Kabuto helped her get rid of it."
Then there was her dad. His voice was hesitant with guilt but continue. As he change the death grip to a supporting stance.
"And this gentleman here wasn't so sober. Hitting the damn thing but can't stand straight on his foot. Ahaahaa." Making a joke.
What is going on?
That bastard just almost raped your daughter.
Your sister is still shaking in your arms.
What is going on?
That morning when every one left. Sakura stood from within her locked room. That kept close, locked… the whole night.
Guarded by her frighten eyes.
Her body shook seeing the glance the man gave her through the window.
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"My father shut me down. My sister said it was a joke since it wouldn't make any sense for him to attack me than her. While my mom didn't even want to hear nor talk about it. They wouldn't allow me mentioning it ever." He can see that her eyes were blotched red. Taking from his pocket, a silk tissue. Handing it to the girl.
"It's only for dabbing your eyes." Warning her. He was too familiar with the other situation.
Taking the little garment with gratitude, not only for listening but the way he just being there, she didn't know why but it was… special.
"I guess that is how I come to hate it when people touch me. It's meaningless." Remembered the false hug that was given to her.
"Never judge a man's action until you know his motives. Not everyone is the same." Hoping this quote could be of some use. Sasuke leaned back, straight up. There wasn't anything else he could say. It didn't even cross his mind that something that horrifying would happen to her. At such an age. But she shouldn't let it control her life and emotion.
"True. I guess." Shrugged her shoulders. "But it'll take time."
"Nothing happens over night."
"Stop with the in-depth saying." She snorted.
"Hn."
Silent picked up again after Sakura released her secret. The comfortable silent wrapped around the two like a warm fuzzy blanket. A peaceful quietness was for the minds to contemplate. Sakura felt so much lighter. Her shoulders felt like a ton of brick had lifted off her. Her chest no longer tightened.
It was nice.
And all was owed to him.
Why didn't she tell anyone before? Why must she listen to her parent's threat? But then again. Would it be the same talking with others in compare to ... him. Green eye glanced up to survey the man. She didn't really notice it before but... feeling much at ease. She could take a better look at him. He was not to brag, but very handsome.
Blush. She turned quickly as his head made a move.
"You don't mind?" His question rolled out from nowhere.
"??"
"Telling me all this. You don't mind?"
'Ah.' "Nope. It's not like we're going meet again. Nor am I going to see it on the headline of a newspaper tomorrow. But if it is … awesome. Do change my name though." Her light up spirit was relieving him. Hearing her joking around was enough to prove that she was fine now. Not much. But at least it was a start.
"Hn. True. It's one in a billion chances."
"Huh?" Confused by his statistic.
"For us to meet again." Using the 6 billion human population of the earth to base his calculation.
"I would have more luck with a lottery ticket." She chuckled at the thought. Winning a lottery ticket would be nice. But that meant, she might meet him again. Did she want to meet him again?
Smirk. "You're really simple minded."
"That's why I'm not caring." She decided. A long time ago, she had decided.
"About?" He was curious. Again.
"Anything."
"Ah." In taking her words closely. Understanding. "If only I can be like that."
A short silent, Sakura can feel the heaviness is his words.
"You can." She told him.
Obsidian turned to look at the girl who was staring at him with glistering emeralds. Sasuke saw her glowing face with a small smile.
"Hn." Raising his eyebrow.
She pouted. Knowing his gesture, it meant to ask her. "How?"
"Start by telling me about you." She brightened up. It was her turn.
"No."
"Oh come on. I did my part. So tell me, anything been troubling you."
"You chose to tell me. I have no obligation to tell you anything."
Pout.
Vrrrmmm vrrrmmm.
Hearing his phone vibrated. Sasuke swiftly took out his phone from his jacket.
"Hn."
Sakura looked a way to give him privacy and continued to look at the raining sky.
"No."
"…"
"I don't need it."
"…"
"No."
"…"
"Don't."
"…"
"No."
"…" 'What the fuck? He does answer everything with a no.'
Hearing the conversation had ended. Sakura can no longer hold it in anymore.
"Bwahahaahahhaaaaaaaa."
"??" 'Has she gone crazy?'
"You are strange." Holding her stomach.
"Hn…" Giving up on the girl. Bringing his phone up to look at the time. Eleven forty-seven He had been sitting here with her for more than two hours.
"Oh! Is that the Sony Ericsson K700? How!?" Staring at the device in his hand. "It's not even out yet."
Blink. Blink. He looked impassively at the phone in his hand. "This? I have it for half a year already. Last Christmas I think."
"Wah? Isn't it supposed to be launched in this winter? You had it since o'three?" She was baffled. Who was this man really?
"Figure you know a lot about electronics. Hn?"
"So I guess you're one of those. Spoil rich brat. Hn?"
Twitch. Twich.
"I kid." Smiling at him. "At least you're not those show off-y jerks and with a hundred body guards. But aren't you scare someone might kidnap jah."
"I'm not you."
Pout. "Hmp. Anyway, the only reason I know about it is because I was looking for a new phone. Mine is an Ericsson too." Telling him.
"Ah." Not really interested in her reason, but he grunted in reply neither way.
"Yup." Knowing that his mind was wandering by the look of his staring eyes, straight outside to watch the plane now moved right in front of them. Sigh. "When is the plane coming?" But in the inside. She hopes it would never arrive. "Is it one am yet?" And time would stop.
"It'll be midnight soon."
"Ah. So what time is your flight?"
"One."
"Haahaa… Isn't that convenient?" Laughing. "Neither of us would have to be alone. Ironic eh?"
"…" 'Very.'
"Mind telling me where you're going?" Not wanting to ask where he was from. Those details were irrelevant.
"Tokyo."
"Wow. Must be cool huh?" Envious of him. "I never get to go anywhere out of the country."
"Hn. Not when you're working. It's nothing nice." He said it as if it was nothing. Doing such thing as traveling was a normal activity for him.
"How can you say that? You get to see a whole new life. It's …" She began to daydream. "I would do anything to travel the world."
"Hn. Nothing is for free."
"That is why I want to be an international tour guide." She proclaimed. "Travel the world. Showing everyone the beautiful wonders." Her eyes shined telling him her ambition. Her goals.
"But…" Stopping him self in time, not wanting to ruin the cheering mood, for her at least. It didn't matter with him.
"My parent huh? I told you. I don't care anymore. Whether if I'll be kicked out, I'm not going to be a doctor and join that circle of … urgh." Curling her fingers as if wanting to strangle someone. "I don't need their money for college. I'll used the money that I've save up. I'll get scholarships. Even if I only have 2 hours of sleep each night when I'm in college, I'll work for my own education."
It was his turn to be envious of her. How he wanted that freedom of reaching for a goal? A chance of ambition to control his destiny. Do what he wanted. Fight for what he wanted.
"What about you? You don't have to worry about cash so aren't there a bunch of thing you can do?" She asked him of his own goals. Patiently waiting as the raven stared into the night.
Inwardly smirking at the girl question, he just realized. "I don't have one." He did. But not anymore. It was not important anymore.
"Ha. That's funny. Then why are you traveling for work. Surely you're not one of those princes who only like to travel for the parties and fun. Or don't tell me, you're so rich there nothing you haven't done." She would smack him if he says yes. Arrogant jerk. But the way his serious expression returned to his face made Sakura think other wise.
"My brother." His voice was blanched holding no emotion, unlike how Sakura was with her own sister. It was strange since there was no clue of how his relationship was with his sibling.
"…"
"I guess you can say. My family is pretty rich." Pause. "Filthy rich in fact." He stated like it was something everyone should know.
Sakura's eyes twitched nonstop. Wanting to strangle him. But sigh. Seeing at he was beginning to talk, she felt relieve. It was her turn to listen to him. She didn't like owing favors.
"My brother ran away since I was twelve when he was supposed to take over the business. That $%^&*. All because of him, I'm stuck in this place with the duty as the next heir." Containing his best emotion to keep his character.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Blink. Blink. Waiting for more.
'That's it? That's his story?'
Smile. Nevertheless, everyone had his or her own situation. It didn't have to be an overly dramatic like hers.
"Is that why you don't have a goal? Just because your path was predetermine."
"Hn." A bit embarrassed. His wasn't nothing like her. He didn't go through what she had to. Feeling pathetic in front of the girl, his head turned a different way.
"You have to a goal. Everyone has to have one." She encouraged him. "Think. What did you want to do when you were younger? An astronaut? A gang leader? Ooh A psychiatrist!!"
He glared at the girl. "I don't think I made stupid comments when you were talking."
Pout. "Meanie." She mumbled. "Hmp, either way, you have to have one. Big or small. There must be at least one. You don't look like one who doesn't know what to do with his life. You can't throw what ever you're striving for, just because you're brother ran away and everything is thrown upon you."
At least she did have some logic. "…"
"It seems you're no different than me when it comes to freedom." Stretching her legs, feeling it had gone numb for a while. "Having to carry such duty with you since you were young. It must be hard huh? Never really get to experience what it is to be a teen. And I bet you never had a girlfriend." Giggling.
She smiled brighter seeing that it was true as he stiffened.
A little cough to hide his nerve. "I guess I do have one." He revealed to her. "A goal I meant." Clarifying it before the girl heard wrong and jumped into one of her concluding thought. He told her his only goal. And to her only. Because they wouldn't meet again. Only she would know.
"Hm?" Waiting to hear it.
"I want to search for that loser. Drag his useless body back." 'That coward.' Even though it was declared that his brother was forever banned from the Uchiha's family. He'll grab him by the collar and show him how much more successful he has turned Leaf Co. Much more than he ever could.
"And?"
"Show him how much better I am! I'll take the business to a better market." His voice picked up, without knowing. Sasuke almost let his lips curve upward.
Emerald looked at Sasuke, liking how his spirits was lighter. His voice was animated. Ignition lighted in his eyes.
"There. That's your ambition." She clapped her hand together. "Sasuke. That's your ambition."
Thump. His heartbeat jumped riotously. Excitement filled his body. It was a strange feeling. Not because of what he had just said. But what in front of him. No. Who.
This girl. With her glistering emerald, annoying pink tresses, bright expressive smile was sitting beside him. Bestowing upon his feeble reality, her shining light. It was different. Indeed.
"You want to work hard, be successful. Surely it doesn't just take all money and power to make one achieve his goal. You can't show it to your brother if you don't have that ambition!" It felt as if she wanted to explode too.
Sasuke couldn't agree more with her. About to continue their conversation…
--I'd like to make myself believe. That planet Earth turns slowly. It's hard to day that I'd--
"??"
--rather stay awake when I'm asleep. 'Cause everything is never as it seems when I fall asleep.--
"Oh, my phone!" Searching frantically in her bag that she left on the floor. Knowing well who called.
"Hn." Looking away.
"Hel.."
--"Oi. Brat where are you??!!"—
Both of them jumped at the shrieking voice of the caller. Sasuke looked at the girl as she tried to speak while the other girl from the other side, who he figured was her sister, ranted.
--"Well, come back. It's almost time. They'll be here soon."—
"I know." Unenthusiastically, Sakura shut her phone off and looked at the clock. 'twelve forty-two am. I guess this is it.'
She raised her body up. Sasuke's eyes followed the girl as she stood.
"I said it before I'll say it again. Thank You. Even though it doesn't hold much meaning." Sakura threw the straps of her carrier over the shoulder, not caring to flip the cover to close the bag. "This encounter was … what can I say… interesting. I won't forget it. I feel much less grumpy." Chuckled, she held out her hand. "Since you let me talk to you. I'll let you shake my hand." Showing her lean hand in front of him.
Smirking at the girl's gesture, he stood up to show her, his true towering form. The girl was barely reaching up to his shoulder.
Smirks. "Hn." Lifting his hand.
She grabbed his hand, feeling how tiny hers was comparing to his. "As much I would love to win a lottery ticket, I don't think there'll be a chance of us meeting again. So, I wish for your success in your pursuit. But don't get tie down. Be more carefree. And I'll try my best to view my life in better perspective." Shaking it lightly before letting go. She smiled at him one last time before turning her body around and walked away.
Sasuke wanted to knock his senses awake. What was he doing standing like a statue watching her walking away? Narrowing his eyes. His muscle was tense, throat dried. Jaw was tight.
Sakura wasn't much better than him. Her mind continued to rant. You will regret this if you don't ask for his number!But they were only strangers looking for distraction. There was nothing better to do than sharing their story through an in-dept talk. That shouldendit there.
And before she made any clear decision, she felt a hand grabbed her shoulder and turned her willing body around. A pair of soft lips bestowing a foreign touch on her chaste lips silenced her cry. A kiss it was called.
Baffle, green eyes blinked uncontrollably. Frenzied orbs swirled around in confusion. 'What just happen'?
"Hn." He released her and brought his hand back into his pocket. His voice came out low and strong. "Four."
Her common sense was unable to register what ever he was telling her, muttering to her. "Uh…Wah?" She was speechless. Her mind was shocked to the point of brain freeze, thus explaining why she hadn't beat the pulp out of him for such action.
Sasuke was in no doubt have no idea why he just did that. Or did he know what to say. It was now occurred to him that he didn't want to end it there. He wanted to hear more. Tell more. Feeling reluctant seeing her walk away and disappearing just like that. In the same manner how she appeared before him. Like a snowflake. There would only be one. And once you let it hit the ground. It would disappear.
--Passengers to flight XXX-XX to Tokyo Japan. You may now enter Gate F12-b for your departure. Thank you for your patience.--
Sasuke looked up as the speakers of the airport announcing his flight. His eyes glanced to the side seeing the incoming guards rushing close to their spot, about to lead him away. He looked down to see Sakura was also staring up, listening to the speaker, had lowered her head down.
Their eyes met again. And before he could elaborate, her phone rang once more. Sakura frantically opened her phone.
"I'm coming. I know. They're not there yet so there's no rush... I know!..." Her eyes continued to glance up to him. Silently telling him something that she, herself, didn't even know. And so was his.
Their eyes hold so much.
However.
Their body was showing a different movement even when their eyes were lingering.
Both unconsciously turning a different direction.
Opposite ways.
He, to the left toward the coming guards that she didn't know of.
She, to the right to congregate with her family that he had never met.
Their distance kept get further and further.
Then their backs turned.
The two looked straight ahead and walked to their destinations. He kept his hand buried in his pockets. She continued to rant over the phone with her sister.
The airport suddenly filled with noise again. The lively movements in the air drowned out the remoteness that was lingering.
That should end it.
Their strange meeting.
Of two completely different people with different backgrounds seeking different directions in the course of their lives. In need of answers for their existence and purposes.
They were now strangers again.
--oo—OO—oo--
That's what she thinks.
--oo—OO—oo--
Tap. Tap Tap.
"Oh, Sasuke I was about to get you." Tsunade came walking up to him with the line of bodyguards behind her. "We can leave now. There's Kakashi." Pointing toward the incoming man who had just released a newly met woman.
"Hn." Sasuke kept on walking as the other people caught up to him, following behind his steps. He made no difference in his expression when he saw the silver hair man walking along side.
"So, enjoy your alone time?" Kakashi mocked the young man. "You won't be getting any. Once you step on the plane Sport!" A pat was placed on Sasuke's back for encouragement.
"Give me your phone." Sasuke said abruptly to Kakashi as they continued walking.
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"La La La … La La La … I just adorn both of you." Karin's voice shrieked through out the whole car as they drive home from the airport. Of course she was extra happy. But seeing the two little bundle of joy wasn't it. It was receiving a few phone numbers from the foreign bachelors that made her spirit high while sitting in the middle section with the two little cousins. And their mom. While the Dads were in the front, Sakura and her mom were sitting in the back. Even though everyone was tired and fatigue, the atmosphere with in the car was animated. There were laugher and greeting. The talk of reunion. Planning what to do during the next few days of their break.
"Sakura?" The mom noticed her daughter strange behavior, more than usual. The headphone was no longer over her head. Her expression was warmer.
"??"
"Are you alright?" She reached out to feel her daughter's forehead. "!!"
"I'm fine." Sakura told her mother as she slipped her hand away from her forehead.
The mother was shocked. Her daughter didn't run away from her touch. There was a resistance but … it was good.
Sakura was surprise herself. 'I guess talking about it did help.' Emeralds stared into the empty darkness of moving panorama. The rain had stop. Looking up. Seeing a plane descending.
'Have a safe trip Sasuke. Thank you.'
vrmmm vrmmm
"!!" Her phone vibrated from messages alert. The purse vibrated violently.
'Huh. Who the helz messaged me at one in the morning? Gah Ino. What the fuck did you get yourself into this time.'
But. Her eyes widened. It wasn't her phone. Her phone was in the door handle slot. It was not in her purse. Flabbergasted, she searched through the baggy purse.
Gasph!
'O.M.G.! This is … O.M.G!'
Feeling like her breath had been stolen away from her. She held the silver object in her hand. Shaken. Hiding from the rest of the car riders. She turned to the side.
'Oh. Should I'? Feeling it must be a mistake. But how did it get in here.
Vtmmm vrmmm
Two messages now.
'Gah. Who to cares?'
Her clear nail pressed onto one of the buttons.
Phone locked. Password.
'The helz'
Disappointment filled her head until her mind re-register the awkward situation.
"Four." His voice ringed her ears.
Pressing on the number four.
PASSWORD UNLOCKED.
'Wow. That was a dumb password.' It was so strange, she had no idea that a one number password could work.
Successfully she got to welcome screen. Sakura was greeted with the screen message.
Two new messages.
From Kakashi H.
"Hm."
Pressed read.
'I guess you are going to win the lottery.'
Blink. Blink.
Reading the second one.
'Better keep this phone safe. It's my favorite. I'll contact you once I get a different phone. Don't reply.'
Blink. Blink.
At last, she realized.
"You cheater." Inwardly smiling. She couldn't believe it. This man.
Quietly chuckling to herself. Shaken her head.
'Sasuke Uchiha.'
'Heh.'
'You are strange.'
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Pull
Turn
Kiss
As the girl was occupied by his action.
Sasuke had successfully slipped his phone into her open purse..
Releasing the girl after he was done.
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"What are you smirking about Sasuke?"
"Nothing." Resting his chin on the back of his hand, he nonchalantly answered the silver hair man.
"Ah." Kakashi ignored the strange child and returned back to sleep.
Obsidian observed the scenery out of the open window of the plane to see New York City below him. The City of light that never sleep.
'She has better charge my phone.'