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Chapter Three

Recap

'Well, off to school we go! Tomorrow we leave here and we go to the unknown. You ready for this?' Sakura asked her Inner.

'Cha! Though it probably will be bad for our health if things go bad at Yuuto's club, but yeah, a change in scenery would be nice. If I'm getting beat up, I'd rather watch something other than rain while I do so.'

'I here there are a lot of gangs in Konoha, you ain't scared are ya?'

'Girl, hell naw… Wait! When did you start talking to me this much? Yep, the Wave air is getting to your brain.. You NEED something new.'

'AHH! You're right! Go away... You're making me crazy.."

'Okay…. See you in the morning!!!'

'What?? NO!'

'MWAH HA HA HA!'

End Recap

Sakura looked out the backseat window of her "parents" BOW aka Box-On-Wheels, as she affectionately called it. She watched the last of the wet-land trees and bogs pass by and turn into dryer terrain, telling her they were close to Fire.

They had been on the road to their new home for around 5 hours and the border of Wave and Fire were coming up along the road. Wave was not a large port city, but the many bridges and off trail paths made the trip to the border longer. Once they were across the border, Sakura still had 7 more hours of traveling through the lush, green, landscape of the Land of Fire. Konoha, the village Hidden in the Leaves, was more or less smack dab in the middle of Fire.

Sakura groaned as they passed over the border--with a short pause as her father flashed his documents to the border patrol—as she saw the sign telling them they were still hours away from her being able to get out of the cramped vehicle and stretch.

"What are you moaning about, you lazy little brat?" Sakura heard her father say from the drivers seat of the vehicle.

Sakura narrowed her eyes. She hated it when he called her lazy—she wasn't.

"I'm talking to you! Answer me!" He shouted out, eyeing Sakura through the rearview mirror.

"Nothing father. Gomen for disturbing you." Sakura said quietly, hoping he would let her slip up slide. She was not in the mood to be threatened or harmed. But whoever is?

"Be more considerate, Sakura." He spat at Sakura, venom emphasized his tone.

"Hmpf" Sakura heard Anzu snort at her expense.

'I'll show them "Considerate"…' Inner growled, grinding her teeth and cracking her knuckles. 'Considerate my ass, mother fuc-'

'OKAY! I get it.' Sakura mentally sighed at her inner self. 'She can be so, vulgar' Sakura shivered in her seat, thinking about her inner...

Nothing eventful happened the rest of the way to Konoha; Sakura stared out her window, watching the sun set.

As they went up a hill, Sakura gasped as she saw the village known as Konoha in all its late night glory. As far as the eye could see, light illuminated the whole of the village.

"Ooohh… Yuuto-kun, its soooo pretty; Look at all the lights! Your club will be the highlight of this town!" Anzu chimed in, thinking only about how, once Yuuto's club was discovered by party-goers, she would be able to afford anything she wanted; clothes, jewelry, cars, men—anything her shallow heart desired.

Sakura rolled her eyes, knowing exactly what her stepmother was thinking—she'd walked in on her and her conquests more than once back in Wave. But, being the smart girl she was, Sakura never mentioned her cheating stepmothers sexual exploits with people other than her father, too her father. She didn't care about her father's feelings, or his relationship one bit—she just didn't want to be on the bad side of his wrath when Anzu would find a way to discredit Sakura.

The city lights seemed to get brighter as they neared the city gates. Sakura suddenly felt an odd sense of excitement and dreads fill her stomach.

'I wonder what it'll be like. What makes this village so special… I've never gotten this nervous before. I mean, we've moved more than once, and each time all I could think about what would happen to me after we got to our new home… I wonder who I'll meet, if anybody. Will I make any friends? Will everyone not like me just because I have pink hair, and am a little weird?' Sakura laughed grimly to herself, knowing that would most likely be the outcome like so many times before.

'More than likely…But hey! There is always the off chance something different will happen… maybe.' Inner Sakura added, trying to cheer her outer up.

'Not helping…'

'Gomen.'

'Whateve-'

Sakura was pulled out of the conversation with herself when she heard her father announce they were there—home.

As they pulled up to the large two story house, Sakura noticed the gates they had to go through first. In the center of the gates was a large "H". The gates, from what she could tell in the dark, were made of some kind of thick metal, iron maybe.

They were ornate and beautiful and--Sakura's worst nightmare.

'Oh no!…He means to make this not only his fancy new home, but my prison—complete with the impenetrable iron bars of my prison cell.

When Sakura's father parked the car in their garage, he began giving instructions.

"Saki," He began, calling Sakura by the degrading nickname she hated. "You are to bring everything in while I and Anzu settle in. Once you've brought everything into the house and put it away, you will come to me, I will allow you to pick the room you wish to call your own…with my approval." He smirked, his sickly elegant voice--which he acquired while running an underground club with the finest cliental— just as slimy as it always was.

Sakura nodded and bowed, trying to appease him and keep him in his good mood. "Yes, father." She said, walking to the back of the vehicle and popping the trunk.

She began to haul the boxes into the house going in through the garage door, which leads to a laundry room. Sakura began to sweat, swearing to herself that each box got heavier after the next.

"Just lovely.." She grumbled to herself as she walked back outside into the windy, but warm autumn air that was the village Hidden in the Leaves.

After nearly 30 minutes of unloading boxes, Sakura shut the back of the car with a thud, holding the last box in her other arm. She brought the box inside with the rest and shut the garage door. Just like her father instructed her, Sakura began to unpack the boxes and put the things where they belonged.

Finally, with a deep breath, Sakura put away the last thing—a steak knife. As she was now able to slow down, she looked over the house with approval. It was nice, very nice. The ceilings were high and the doors long. The floors were a bundari hardwood, light and colorful and the walls were a lovely shade of peach. Knowing her stepmother, Anzu, would soon begin playing house designer. Peach probably wouldn't be the wall color for long.

After walking out of the laundry room, to Sakura's right there was a spacious kitchen. The counters were made of a deep mahogany marble stone, as was the bar. The appliances were all stainless steel and modern.

To the left was a sitting room, complete with a flat screen the movers had set in place and a sliding glass door that lead to the back yard. Sakura continued walking forward and saw another sitting room, one for couples nights and drinking parties. In the room was a fireplace made of wrought iron and a darker hardwood than the bundari coloring. To the right of the sitting room was a staircase made of the same different dark color wood. To the right and straight forward of the fireplace, there was a door than lead to the master bedroom, Sakura assumed as she heard Anzu's obnoxious voice coming from it. South of the staircase was a guest bedroom and farther down there was a beautiful dining room made of white marble and dark hardwoods.

Sakura walked into the dining room and noticed a gorgeously large chandelier hanging above with a mahogany dining table in the center of the room. She ran her fingers along the smooth wood of the table and smiled at the sensation of cold and soft together against her fingertips.

"Beautiful." She breathed, smiling in her own world.

"Isn't it?"

Sakura gasped as she heard her father's voice from right behind her, surprised the Chakra didn't sense him up sooner.

"Ow!" She cried out as she felt Yuuto yank her hair from the place that was sore. As a reflex, she reached around and grabbed his hand, trying to stop the pain.

Yuuto pulled Sakura closer to him, to where her neck was at his chin and he was breathing in her hair.

"What did I tell you to do after you were done with the boxes, princess?" He growled, pulling her hair more.

Sakura's face contorted in pain at the pressure he place on her head.

"Answer me, Sa-Ku-Ra... What did I tell you to do?" Sakura cried out in a whimper.

"You told me to come to you, and you would generously allow me to choose my own room." Sakura cried out.

Yuuto smirked, pushing Sakura off of him and spinning her around to face him. "And did you come to me?"

Sakura's voice shook as she answered his question, fearing for her wellbeing. "No sir. I'm sorry sir!"

"You should be. I'm in a forgiving mood right now, so Saki, I'm still going to let you choose your room. But you only have 5 minutes to choose, so you better hurry. Your choices are up stairs." Yuuto said with a smug expression.

Sakura nodded and bowed down low. "Gomen, Tou-san. Arigato, Tou-san." Sakura said quickly.

She hurried up the staircase and began to run to inspect each room. The first she ran into was on the left of the staircase. It was spacious and had a built in bathroom, but it wasn't what she wanted. The next two rooms were found to the right of the stair case. The second room was through, what looked like, a game room and then straight. There was a walk in bathroom on the wall adjacent to the French doors that lead to a large balcony with an amazing view of the city. Also, inside the bathroom, in the makeup room there was a walk-in closet that was large and spacious.

Sakura made a mad dash to the next room, which she accessed by going into the game room and the wall opposite of the door that lead to a balcony held another entrance. That room had a balcony on the other wall, the same as the first room. The bathroom was to the left of the balcony.

Sakura had to make a quick decision. Deciding on the second room, she ran back down the stairs to see her father watching his watch.

"Tou-san, with your approval, I'd like to name the room, to the farthest of the right side, my bed room." Sakura said bowing down. She really hoped her allowed her this one luxury. The city view was the closest thing to freedom she would most likely be seeing for awhile.

Sakura did not make any facial expressions once she stood and faced her father. She knew if he was aware that the room held her hope, he would crush it with a smile on his face.

"You have my approval."

Sakura let out a deep, relieved sigh in her head, but kept a stone like appearance.

"Arigato, Tou-san." She bowed once more.

Yuuto nodded. "Tomorrow, I will give you an allowance to spend on anything you need for your room. I and Anzu will be out furniture shopping and we will take the car. After we return with our needs, you will be allowed to use the vehicle until 10:00pm. I expect you back on time. Not 10:10, 10:00. Do you understand?" he asked Sakura.

Sakura was a little surprised that he was being reasonable. He never acted like this.

"You will also be allowed to use the car the day after tomorrow for your necessities. I will give to address and the credit card tomorrow when we return. And, because I am the best father you have ever had, and whom you love so much-" Yuuto said smugly

Sakura mentally rolled her eyes. 'Yeah, right…'

"I will take you out to purchase you a new mode of transportation. Seeing as I will be in need of the car for my job and you will have no way to school or the errands I will need you to complete, the vehicle is a must. But, I will not be paying for it. You must get a job within the next week. Also, your curfew is 11:00pm on weekends and 10pm on school nights."

'Wow. Who is he and where is my father?'

"And Sakura.." Yuuto said with a smirk.

Sakura looked up at her father with apprehension.

SMACK!

Sakura stumbled back several steps before tripping over the stairs. Her eyes watered as the sting from the unexpected and undeserved slap formed a red mark.

"That was for disobeying my orders. You should come sooner rather than later." And with that Yuuto walked away casually as if he didn't just knock his teenage daughter to the ground.

Sakura waited for him to disappear into his room until she sighed in relief. 'That wasn't nearly as bad as what it usually is.'

Sakura walked backed up the stairs in silence, running her fingers over the heated spot on her cheek.

As she reached the top of the stairs, she noticed what she failed to during her mad dash to find a suitable bedroom. At the top of the stairs were all of her belongings that she brought, packed away in moving boxes and suitcases. Also, to the right of where her suitcases were, there was another laundry room, complete with an ironing board and a hanging rack.

Sakura sighed and grabbed the box with her hygiene products, undergarments, and pajamas. That's all she would need for the night.

"I'll unpack tomorrow." Sakura said to herself, yawning as she went.

When she made it to her room, she noticed another she hadn't while overlooking the rooms. On the north wall and facing towards her, there was a queen size bed with a new mattress and new pillows.

She walked into her bathroom and unpacked things such as her tooth brush and paste and her shampoos and hair care things. Pulling out her favorite sweats and an old Hollister shirt, she laid them on the naked bed. Brushing her teeth and pulling her beautifully unique hair in a bun, Sakura studied her room and thought about the possibilities.

"I need a dressed for my pjs and underwear and socks. Also need a bookcase, and a stereo and tv. And a new paint job… ugh." She said, looking at the pale white walls. "Definitely paint."

Sakura yawned once more and slipped on her pajamas, deciding to skip the bath and just take one in the morning. She crawled onto her soft mattress and snuggled her pillows and thought about tomorrow and all its possibilities.

She started school in a week and needed to get the books. She was getting a car and needed a job. Her dad would be busy this entire week, so maybe the first day of school could start off pain-free.

All she knew was that, tomorrow was a new day, filled with new surprises, and maybe even a miracle or two awaited her.

Sakura yawned one last time before turning down the volume in her mind and soundly drifting off to sleep.