A Reason Why You Wouldn't Want to be Me:

My Dad's a Phedo

"Wake up, Miyuki-chan." Sakurako said, shaking my shoulder gently. I groaned and open my eyes. Sakurako was dressed in a pair of white shorts and a pink tank top. I figured it was morning.

"Are you feeling okay?" Sakurako asked tenderly.

I coughed, after waiting a few seconds I answered, "Yeah."

My voice was as good as new. I sat up and rubbed my eyes like I little kid (my vision was blurred). At first I thought I was in the wrong room! Clothes or stuffed animals weren't on my bed, like they were last night. The clothes on the ground weren't there, nor any other objects. I wasn't buying it; I bet all the stuff was stuffed in the closet. The scrolls were all placed in the box, stuffed animals on the shelves boardring the wall. Pencils, pens, notebooks, in the desk's drawyer. Everything had a place, a apporriate place, that is.

I swung my legs over the bed, sitting on the edge. "What are we doing today?" I asked her. Sakurako stopped dusting off the walls with her duster.

"Well, Aya bringing some flowers over, and if you haven't noticed it's annual cleaning day, so get up and help!" Sakurako ordered, opening the door and stomped her foot. "Mom and Dad left already."

"Mom and Dad?" I snapped. Why was Sakurako calling Sasuke 'Dad'? Did he act like a dad? No. A dad is there since birth. Not showing up at your doorstop one random day.

"What? He's our biological dad-" Sakurako began.

"What do you mean 'what'?" I demanded angirly, and stood up with clenched fists. I looked at Sakurako's face. . . was that fear?

"I'm gonna go. Oh, and by the way, Dad kissed you and me before he went with Mom," she stated. I frowned in disgust as panic arose.

"I'm getting in the shower!" I yelled and ran to the bathroom located in our room.

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I was disgusted by the fact that Sasuke kissed me when I was sleeping. I know what you are thinking he is my biological father, so why freak out? Because I just got kissed on the cheek by a stranger. Wait, so if Naruto wasn't our father and he kissed me(on the cheek) multiple times. . . pedophile!!

I stomped down the stairs and walked into the kitchen, I stopped, the picture of Sakurako, Mom, Naruto, and I, was gone. I frowned.

"Mom?" I called out, my voice echoed through the house. I looked down at my black sandals, and felt tears well up in my eyes, but calmed myself. I grabbed a apple and walked outside, looking for my naive sister. The dinning room was clean, but it depends on your defenition. Items were placed on the table but didn't go there.

I walked outside into the backyard. There, Sakurako bent on her knees over the dirt, softining the soil, for the flowers. The smell of earth infultrated my nose as I breathed. I knew she knew I was here, but she just kept stabbing the earth with the metal tool. The patches of dirt were boardiring the wood fence, stopping at the end. On the left side's garden was boardered by stones, making it higher than the other flower beds. Trees with newly bloomed buds were planted there, in the back, making room for the colorful flowers. The green grass rose slightly which lead to brick tiles, making a pattern, a swirl actually.

I rolled up my gray pants to my knees, and sat down on the warm grass. I pulled my hair into a tight ponytail, and asked, "What do you ant me to do?"

"Call Aya," she responded. I sighed and got up, walking out of the yard, and closed the door with a bang. I just wish everything was back the way it used to be.

"Yo," Aya said out of view. I turned around to the taller girl blonde girl. She wore a black jacket, its sleeves were rolled up, the garment only went up to her chest, but a red, spahgetihi strap top covered her up underneath her black jacket. I think she got a haircut.

"Hi. Sakurako wanted me to call you for some reason. . .what's going on?" I asked, making direct eye contact with her. I actually don't think it could get worse.

"I just brought over the flowers," she got out of the way, revealing two carts of flowers in black, plastic pots. They were all different colors, even a deep navy!

"Oh. Um. . . follow me." I replied. I lead her into the yard, and opened the door for her. She parkered the cart in the corner and quickly made her way over to Sakurako soundlessly. She bent down and whispered, "O genki desu ka?"

Sakurako shrieked and sprang up, putting the trowel to Aya's neck. Relax, Aya had a kunai aimed at her stomach.

"Withdraw your weapon," she joked. Sakurako giggled and did so, same with Aya.

"Oh! These are awesome!" Sakurako exclaimed and ran over to the carts. Aya walked over to her and grabbed the one with yellow flowers. She sat them on the ground when we were disturbed.

"Heeeyyy!!" Suzuki Miki yelled, opening the door. It slammed against the house's brick. Her hair was in a ponytail but still had that fake, dried out look from the gold glitter. I frowned. I wanted to pull her glittery hair out of her head.

"What do you want?" I said quietly.

"Well, I wanted to see your new daddy, is he here?" She asked, licking her lips which had glittery lipstick on them too.

"Nope, at Naruto's," Sakurako answered, before I got to snap at her. I stole a quick glance at Aya, whose arms were folded across her chest.

"Aw, I saw him, the real one, that is, he does look like Takeshi Takada," Suzuki said.

I sighed. "We're busy. Shouldn't you be?" Aya said, stepping in. I smirked. Arigatou!

"Oh, I snuck a sneak peak at the list," Suzuki said.

"The list?" Sakurako asked, walking toward Suzuki. Suzuki began to twirl her hair with her finger.

"Miyuki and you are on different team. I'm with you Sakurako, and Kawase Shunji. And Miyuki is with Moto Soujirou. Oh and Miyuki got Soujirou and Motoko," she informed us.

I felt my heart skip a beat. I didn't want to be with a shy girl and some arrogant boy! Why couldn't I be with Shunji, he's nice and funny!

"What is up with the teams? Girl, girl,boy?" Aya asked, clearly confused.

"There were more girls than boys this year," Suzuki answered, "so, I was strolling down the town and I saw that The Dream was having a band night tonight," She explained, crossing her arms over her plastic boobs.

"Cool! What time? Can I register?" Sakurako asked quickly. Suzuki opened her royal purple purse and gave her a folded flyer.

"Tomorrow?" Sakurako questioned. Fingering the flyer and frowning at it.

"Yup, but you have to register today," Suzuki replied. Sakurako bolted out of the house and Suzuki followed her.

"Whoa, wait!" I yelled, running up to the doorway. I stopped when Suzuki and Sakurako where gone. I groaned loudly and dropped my head.

"Want me to get her?" Akahana asked, I only saw her shoes, which were untied, and a pale, brown camoflague design. She wore beige pants that weren't capris, that oddly, went up to her knees. For a top she wore a plain, white shirt underneath, with a short sleeve top over it, printed with hearts.

"No," I said, sighing. Even though Akahana was fast, but I didn't want her to waste her energy. I stood up straight.

"Sorry, guys, but I got to go, my dad wants some 'father daughter bonding time'," Aya interupted, putting her black cellphone away, into her back pocket, and walked out. "See you soon!" she yelled.

"Ditto!" I replied.

As Aya's footsteps become quieter, Akahana said, "That sounded so wrong," she whispered to me, trying to hold back giggles.

"I know, right?"

After seconds of laughing, I stopped giggling and went over to the unplanted flowers. Akahana and I kneeled down and dug holes for the flowers. The sun stung my back. It was a odd late, spring day.

"What does Sakurako see in Suzuki?" I asked my friend, breaking the silence.

"She sees the potential in hanging out with her. Suzuki is pretty, but a teacher's pet, and that's why people don't like her, discluding Kaoru. She's a fangirl to your sister, and doesn't like you, because you are the wall between her and Sakurako," Akahana responded, gazing at the flowers, not me.

"Whoa, since when do you like annalyzing? Did you get that answer from a movie or something?" I asked, shocked at her answer. Akahana was a valley girl, I rarely heard her speak without using the word 'like'.

"No!" she protested, glaring at me. After a minute she asked, "What do you think of your new daddy?"

I looked down and stopped digging, "Sakurako is like, his biggest fan, but why does he show up now-" I began to get frustarated.

"I asked what you thought," she clarified, her voice becoming very serious. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and said, "He's okay."

Okay, that, you know, is a huge lie. I wanted to say that I hated him, but I couldn't. Damn it! Why was it so hard?

"Really? If my real father showed up one day I would tell him to get the hell out of my life. . . unless he was rich," she replied. Grabbing a flower pack, and pulling it from the plastic catiner, and placed it in the soil.

Just then, I heard a faint ring from the house. I got up and ran for that location.

"Where are you going?" she called from the backyard.

I didn't respond, knowing she would follow me. I opened the door and ran up to the white phone hanging on the wall, and grabbed it off the wall. "Hello?" I asked camly into the speaker. I quickly scanned the room, it was way it was left.

"Miyuki?" Sakurako asked.

"Oh, Sakurako. What is it?" I asked, making now effort to hide my annoyance. But the only reason I answered the phone was because I didn't want to answer Akahana's question. I began to twist the curled cord around my index finger.

"I need you to write a song,"

"By when?"

"By seven PM. . .tonight," she squeaked.

My mouth dropped open, and I felt a imaginary weight crash on my shoulders.

"What?"

"Please! I'll do your homework forever!"

"We have no homework anymore!"

"Please!"

"Fine!"

"Thanks!"

I slammed the phone down and stormed off to the yard. I came to hault when I saw the note taped to the door. Written in red pen it read;

Girls,

Could you please handle dinner for your father and I tonight?

Love and thanks,

Mom.

I groaned in frustaration and grabbed the note, I opened the door and ran into the yard. "Can you take care of dinner? Thanks!" I shoved the small piece of paper to Akahana. I ran back into the house and up the stairs, pushing into my clean room and looked for my notebook under the bead. It was right there. Thank Kami-sama! I grabbed that and Sakurako's panda pen from the pink pencil can, from the desk in the corner.

"Miyuki, what's going on?" I heard Akahana's voice call from downstairs. I ran back down the stairs, but paused to catch my breath.

"Sakurako wants me to write her a song by tonight to perform!" I replied. Akahana's eye widened.

"What are you gonna' do?" She asked me. I straightened up and looked at her face.

"I have a song she can perform, I just need to compose it," I said and walked up the stairs to find Sakurako's guitar. I have work to do.

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"Hey, here you go," I said to Sakurako, who was wearing a long sleeved, pink shirt and a blue jean mini with black leggings and boots. I handed her the cd with the music on it and a paper containing the lyrics.

"Thank youuuuu!!" She replied, pulling me into a tight hug. I pulled away in a matter of seconds

"I can't stay. I have to make dinner," I said and jogged off to the restrurant as fast as I could. I joined the crowd in the back, starring at the stage.

"Our next contestant is Haruno Sakurako," I noticed they didn't mention she 'was' the Hokage's daughter, "she is only a teenager but has the voice of a star, so please welcome, Sakrako!" the boy, who was in his late twenties announced and walked off stage. Sakurako came out and the crowd clapped, she clutched the lyrics in here hand and set them down on the stage floor. She waved but I could see through her forced smile. Her hands were shaking when she clutched the mike.

"Um, this is Red Snow," She nodded and the music began to play.

When the town, people and my dreams changed.
I just fought against it
I had yet to discover what it was like,
To put words together and still not understand each other

Machi mo hito mo yume mo
Kaete yuku jikan ni
Tada sakaratte ita

But I don't regret, the things I decided back on that day at times, as the pain gets worse

Ano hi kimeta koto wo mou kuyande wa nai setsunaku itamu toki mo aru

From the train I could see
The traces of one day
The big bridge we crossed together
Graduation time came
And you left town
On the colourful riverbank, I search for that day

Densha kara mieta no wa
Itsuka no omokage
Futari de kayotta haru no oohashi
Sotsugyou no toki ga kite
Kimi wa machi wo deta
Irozuku kawabe ni ano hi wo sagasu no