Title 7: Don't Go

"So. You're Sasuke Uchiha. Huh?" The slurring voice of Mr. Haruno in his drunken state gave the poor musician a chill in the back. Currently sitting in one of the resting stall, he was pulled away from the crowd and Sakura earlier by her father. Years of being a cook did quite good for him and his strength. The man was a beast.

"Yes. Sir." Timidly answer the man. Lowing his head in courteous.

PAT PAT Sasuke felt like his lungs had just been beaten to pulp.

"Good. Good. You're quite a gentleman. Remind me of myself when I was still a lad. Eh." Sipping more of the sweet aroma sake.

"… cough" 'Must endure'. The thought ruled his mind. 'Must sit and endure.'

Then, Mr. Haruno started. "So you attend the same school as Sakura huh? How long did you know her? How did you two meet? Are you successful in your studies? Do you have any criminal offensive background? Who are your parents? Where were you born? How old are you? I want to see your ID. Hmmmm?" An eyebrow was raised at the shaken man who was flabbergasted by his stream of questionnaire.

Gulp. "Uh." Was all he could muster. Sasuke felt the back of him soaked with sweat.

Sigh~ "I'm sorry lad. It rushes over my head again. Didn't mean to scare you." Settling back in his seat, Mr. Haruno was calm once more.

Tightened himself up, Sasuke used the back of his hand to wipe his forehead. "It's nothing sir. I can understand. Sakura being your only daughter and all."

"Hm. Sakura is just like her mother. She caught quite a man. Ahahah." PAT PAT PAT These affectionate pats in the back was going to give Sasuke a bigger bruise than the one he already had from Ino's kick.

"I'm flattered."

"Ah…" He burned his throat with another cup of sake. The father unexpectedly plastered a serious expression on his face. Obsidian witnessed the sudden change with awe.

"As you heard from our announcement, my wife and I will leave for Seoul." His voice was solemn and stern. "No. We're not forcing Sakura to come with us. You can relax with that thought." Seeing the youngster calmed down, his hand loosened the deathly grip on his pants.

"Yes." He muttered an understanding reply. Relief showed in his tone. "You can trust in me to take care of Sakura." Confidently he stated without a second thought.

"I'm sure you will. And I'm not that worry about Sakura because I know well she is a very independent child." Sadness overwhelmed his body. "In truth, we're not really the parent type material. Her mother and I. We've been selfish for ourselves."

Not knowing where the story was leading to, Sasuke could only sit and listen. That was the only thing he could do at the moment. In the background, the festival carried on. The music, the pounding of the drums, the laughter was being drown out by what was about to be revealed to him.

"Back then, when my wife and I were still struggling with our first business. We didn't intend to conceive a child but what meant to be … happened. I guess. And my Sakura was born. That child. She brought warmth and cheerfulness everywhere. Because of that, my wife and I. We work harder to achieve the best. Then every year during the Sakura Festival, we would dress her up and present her to the world. Showing how much of a treasure she is to us." A small smile found its way to his face as the reminiscence of his daughter's childhood flashed before his eyes.

Sasuke too had a small smile on his lips. Sakura couldn't stop to intrigue him. Everything about her was enchanting.

"But as our business grew, we became more and more busy and before we realized it. Sakura was left to live by her self with the help of our parents." His throat tightened at the memories. "From the time when Sakura turning 8 until when she was in high school. The days we spend with her were less and less. We had entirely neglected the duty of parenting. Beside the important holidays and the festival, we were too caught up with the business. I'm very fortunate to have such an understanding daughter. She realized how passionate we were with our job even at young age. Never once did she ever complain about us. Allowing us the freedom to go after our dream to expand the business."

Pouring him another cup of sake, Sasuke was being polite not to rush the man, wanting to hear more.

"We, on the other hand. It's not like we see her as a burden baggage to take along. But, Sakura needed a stable childhood environment and we can't be more selfish and take her roaming the country with us." Sipping the clear cup of sake delicately, he felt fresh and anew as if he had just threw away a heavy bag of guilt. "Sakura must have felt secure when we said we're moving to Tokyo, but this abrupt decision must have been a surprise to her... or maybe not. She should be used to it by now." He let out a chuckle as if it was a funny joke. But sure he knew well. It was not.

Quietly thinking to himself, Sasuke felt a similar disturbance within him. His mind was wandering back and forth. Sakura, she must have been suffering all these year without her parents. He felt like wanting to run to her now and … well. He didn't know what to do but sure he would know once he found her.

"Therefore, I'm asking you a favor. Not to put any pressure on you or anything. But don't let Sakura experience the loneliness that we inflicted. Or I'll come back and show you a good teaching session." Showing his massive fist to the boy. "Like I did you that boy, years ago. Because of him…urhm." There was darkness eerie surrounding the man. Evilly burning. Warning.

Gulp. "Yes. Sir." Another thing he noticed. Sakura surrounded her self with very protective (violent) people. Perhaps because of that, she didn't feel the bitterness of having to grow up alone.

"I know I know. A bit rush. But, I've been watching you Uchiha. Even just for a night. Don't let this empty bottle of wine fool jah. I'm as bright as the moon tonight. And I can see that you truly have affection for my daughter. And that girl is same... She practically glued her eyes to you during dinner the whole time. AHahaa. You sure made a fast move." Preferring to the private confession they had after that.

About to affirm his thought. "Th-"

"SENPAI. DAD. I found you!" The pinkette appeared. "Come on. The fire works is going to start soon." She rushed in to pull the two men along, tugging them with her in to the crowd.

"Nah. Dearie. I'm going to look for you mother. You go with Sasuke." He stood with drowsiness overwhelming his sense. With a little bit of soberness left, he walked with ease away from them after giving a couple soft pats on Sasuke's shoulder. The two kept a short eye contact.

"Mom is at the top hill right now. Can you make it there by yourself dad?" Letting go of Sasuke's hand, she tried to support her father but only to be declined. "??"

"Go with Sasuke. You two should enjoy the firework." He turned back to give the couple a wink before disappearing against the crowd.

Standing in the middle of the walkway, along with the passing mass of people, her eyes continued to look after her dad. "He seems strange tonight. Ah it must be from overworking. Planning the travel to Korea and everything. He and mom. They're so dedicated to … uff." She was stopped by a pair of lips upon hers.

Kiss.

Before Sakura could register his action, Sasuke released her lips to back his face away to stare into her gleaming emerald orbs. Seeing the confusion across her expression, he didn't know the reason why himself. All he wanted was to hold her and in a way without the need of words to tell her… he was there.

"S-senpai" Blush was painting her cheek pink to match with the blossom color of her hair. Looking askew, trying to avert his eyesight. She shyly lowered her head. "We should get to the lake side. The fir… ufff" It was their first kiss of the night and there was no way he was stopping there with just one.

K-rack BOOM!

The stream of colorful fireworks exploded in the air. The surround people stopped in their track to stare up in awes at the beautiful display of light and sparks with OOhs and Aahs. Except a couple, who was enjoying their own exploding fireworks with their kiss. Softly, tenderly their lips moved against another. Feeling the softness and the eagerness in their kiss, they forgot and ignored their surrounding. In love, they continued.

Even with a couple comments by the nosy bystanders who notice the loving couple. They continued.

Sakura reconnected their hands again, intertwining their fingers. The other was holding on to his shoulder and his to her waist.

Their kiss was light and innocent, softly to share the loving moment.

All these years, Sakura have been locking her feeling in a safe case. Afraid of being hurt over again but when this man came along, not only did he took the key, opened the box. He stole her heart and kept it to himself. And after tonight, she was assured. She took his as well, way before he even got a chance to unlock her feelings. It was that fleeting first moment of fate that they bumped into each other, she ran away with his heart. Thus that was why, today. He was going to take hers in replacement of his own heart.

They ended their passionate kiss to gaze along with the hundred pairs of awing eyes. Taking in the spectacular view of the blasting fireworks. Lighting up the sky with rainbows.

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Passengers of flight XXXX to Seoul Korea. Please begin your boarding at gate F12b.

"Now. Be careful." Sakura's mom pulled her into a loving hug.

"Ahha. Yes. Mom I know." Releasing, Sakura beamed up a bright smile at her parents. "Please call when you're arriving."

"We will hon." Then she turned to Mrs. Nara. "Yoshino…"

"Don't worry now. I'll take care of her." Assuring the caring mother, she waved to them.

Pat. Another one of those came from Mr. Haruno. Sasuke's back still hadn't fully recovered. "Straight up son." Haruno was giving him guidance. "Now, here's a good advice that worth million. Better use contraception." His eyebrow rose. "If not. I want a plumpy grandson."

"Dad!" Sakura jumped in awkwardness, embarrassed by her father's words. "You're going to be late." She pushed the man toward the entrance gate.

"You can't wait to get rid of me aren't you?" The girl was as red as a beef radish.

She snapped a comeback. "Come on. It's not like you're anyplace far." Worried of what her dear father would say next.

"Ahaha. Okay. Okay. Take care everyone." They waved goodbye.

Then the old couple made their way onto the plane, preparing to start another venture of their life.

Standing back to watch her parents walked off. Sakura was feeling a bit discomfort. It was like déjà vu to experience this moment again.

Grab.

Green eyes looked over to the protective form of Sasuke as he stood close next to her, his hand securely enveloped hers. In the background, Shikamaru and his parents stood behind. Seeing the tiny gesture, the pony tailed man let out a smile.

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"ARGH!!! Why must spring break be over that quick?!" Naruto chiming voice echoed through the front yard. "I want to spend more time cuddling with Hina-chan. WAAH!"

"Shut up dobe, you're making too much noise early in the morning." Walking next to the drummer was the infamous violinist. Sasuke Uchiha. Feminine eyes followed his every movement. The way his hair swayed along with the wind, his broad back carried the master violin. He stood up straight with a charismatic posture.

Smack.

"Stop slouching." He commanded the pineapple head next to him. He hit his back with the manila folder.

"Leave me alone. I didn't sleep for two nights." Drowsily moving around like a ghost.

"What the fuck were you doing?" Obsidian couldn't believe these two.

"That. What else?" Shikamaru mumbled out. Naruto could only snicker on the side.

Twitch. Twitch.

Sasuke was staggered. He stood behind seeing the two walked ahead to their classes. Was that halo he see surrounding them. Weren't they just complain a moment ago?

Groaning in his own despair, he continued his journey toward his destination.

[…]

SLAM!

"Forehead. Read!!!" Ino's screeching voice was terrorizing the girl. She was on the edge of giving up. Hands ran through her blond hair, flipping it different ways to calm her mind.

"Ino… Please don't." Arms wrapping her head on the table. She took a cover from the overpowering woman. "I'm not going to read those." Muttering her lips.

"Argh. Sakura. Don't you get it?" Continuously Ino smacked the girl's head with a stack of Cosmo magazines, her personal favorites. "Or are you still in denial that you're going out with U…OFFT" Small hands suddenly came up to cover her mouth. Preventing the blonde from leaking out anything.

"SHH…Shhh… Don't scream it." Releasing her, Sakura hushed the girl to be quiet about their relationship. Unfortunately, for the two lovers, they weren't the common fish among the sea. And to Sakura, she feared his fan club the most. It was not that she scared of them. She just despised the drama that tagged along with it. Oh the things women could do. She shivered from thinking of it.

"Oh please. Rumors already started before you two date." Ino snorted at the girl's ignorance.

"Eh?" She was in shock. "How's that possible?" Her green eyes glanced around. Finally she noticed. Yea. Ino was right. No wonder ever since morning, she had been feeling a sudden chill everywhere she went as if someone was watching her constantly.

"Nothing is a secret around here hun. Beside, why would you want keep it a secret? Did both of you agreed about this?" Crossing her arm, she took a seat beside the baffled girl.

"Not yet. I'm planning to tell him after today." Biting her lips, she answered.

"Sakura. Don't. I don't see the point anymore. It's like one of those dramas. Your relation would go down the drain faster because of misunderstandings like those. Show the world that both of you are taken and fuck the fan-clubs." Ino raised her voice as if a warning to the surrounding females.

Scattered, they dispersed from the raging woman. Green widened at the effectiveness of Ino. Yes. There were rumors about her unknown family background too. Sigh~

"Hmp. They were getting on my nerve." Flipping her hair, Ino brought the girl's attention back to the stash of magazine in her hand. "Now. Read!"

Sakura hung her head, groaning out.

"Come on. Where's the fearless forehead I know." Shaking the girl by the shoulders, Ino wanted to force the inner dominatrix.

Sakura straightened up. "Ino. I don't think…" Finger poked at the stack of colorful papers. "…these are needed for anything."

"Gasp. For me. It's only for entertainment. But you. Yes. Def yes." Fused her brow together, looking at the girl without breaking the eye contact.

Sighing out at her friend rampage, she whined. "For real Ino."

"It's Sasuke Uchiha." Her voice rose, this time. Sakura didn't even bother to shut the girl. She turned a little to look behind her. Almost laugh aloud from the swiftly turning backs. Her attention quickly returned to Ino. "From what I heard. He a-"

"I don't care Ino." She stood. "I know I'm lacking experience." Sakura muttered the last words. "But I'm sure it's the least of important for anything."

"Suuuuuure. Keep thinking that." The blonde gave a snort.

"Urgh. Fine I'll take them." Giving in, her hands hastily took the magazines and put them in her bag. " Happy?"

"You'll make me happier if you read them." Raising her blond brow, it would be storming if they did do anything.

"URGH." Sakura began to stomp her way to class.

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"La La La…" Humming out the tune as Sakura read the music sheet. Imagine the melody in her mind, imprinting each note, each resting point.

Sitting in the practice room, her finger tapped lightly on to the keyboard.

Ding. Ding. Tin.

Confidently closing the folder, settling it on the side, her hand hovered across the keyboard before proceeding to enchant the atmosphere with the heart-thumping tune.

[Chopin Etude Op 10 No.4]

Emeralds closed, her body moved fluidly in sync with the key strokes, skipping each digit diligently. It was precise. Fast. Slow. The tempo was exact. And as always her mind was too focused to notice her surrounding or the appearance of a certain violinist.

Swap.

"Ow…" Moaning out in pain as her forehead made a small contact with the headboard of the piano from playful smack on the head.

"Sakura." His voice grunted out to notify her who was standing behind. "You misplayed a beat."

"Senpai. That doesn't mean you should hit me." Rubbing her forehead, she pouted while scooting over to give Sasuke some space to sit beside her.

"I didn't know you were that in trance." Smirking at the girl's childlike, his hand move to cup her face, obsidian eyes bored into her brilliance orbs. All of a sudden, his body heated up. Strangely, he couldn't ignore it.

Blink. Blink.

"Senp…"

"No"

"???"

"That's not my name." He leaned in closer to close their gap.

"Sasuke." She whispered as her breath was loosing from seeing him leaning in.

Kiss

"Mmh." A small mewing sound escaped from her throat as their lips slide smoothly with each other. Her mind was blaze uncaring of his random actions. All that she could comprehend was…the passionate affection from just a simple touch.

Melting into each other, they embraced lightly. But then, gradually a small spark turned into an exploding burst of fire. Wrapping his hand around her, he pulled the small body deeper to him. Letting her feel his tongue traced her bottom lips, nibbling.

"!!" She jumped at the intrusion, not giving him the permission he wanted.

Their kiss was halted. Releasing the girl's lips, Sasuke backed his face away. A hint of hurt flickered across his eyes.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled out. "But we're … someone … uhm." Her eyes swiftly glanced to the open door behind him then to his eyes where she was drown again.

"Doesn't matter." He leaned in again.

"Eep!" This time catching the girl by surprise, taking the advantage of her opened mouth to let his abrasive tongue tasted her sweet cavern.

"Mmhh. Ah…Sasu…mh…" Her futile attempt of pushing him back was amusing since at the same time she was also keeping in pace with his kiss. How bolt had she became? Very. This touch, this attention of another. How dumb she was to refuse its passion in the past years. But she was sure. No matter who nor when. No one could make her body tingled as much as this impulsive man could.

Him. Yes. Him. Uchiha Sasuke.

Under the calm and collect statue was an impatient and passionate man. Everything about him was uptight and neatly kept. He always straight forwardly spoke out his mind of anything out of orders. However when it came to displaying his emotions, he was inept and apprehensive and because of that, he was like a perfect second copy male version of her. Only better.

Their body was floating, not caring how much time has passed. Feeling their bodies molded into each other. Thumping heartbeats rushed through with their blood. Unknown to the girl, Uchiha was contemplating in the back of his mind with the little tiny ounce of consciousness. They been dating for nearly months now and this was all they had caught up to. Kissing and hugging. Not that he was complaining but… he was a man. At the rippling age of adult stage, with this luscious body in his hands. He had needs and he needed her. Wanted her. Just her. No one else.

But. He understood that she wasn't ready. Respecting her choice, therefore he waited. He could wait. Yes he could, however it had better not be long since he had no idea how long he could hold if she continued to kiss him like this. Wrapping her arms around his neck. Moaning out his name into their kiss. DAMN IT.

"Ohh…"

Kiss.

From the short stops for air, their lips hardly separated. Continuously it stayed connected. It was lust burning with infatuation.

The grand piano was forgotten along with the violin by its leg. The two overly enthusiastic lovers were making use of the secluding room.

"Sakura." Sasuke feverishly brushed lips over her sweetly. His hand roamed her back, tracing the outline. Leaning his head, his face moved to kiss her deeply in many different directions, smothering their tongues smoothly against each other, swapping their flavors. His taste buds were tingling with her sweet tang, exciting all of his senses. Her blossom aroma filled up his nostrils. Her moans chanted his eardrums. His skin shivered with her tempting touch, roaming his neck, buried into his hair.

His sight was nothing but her, her flushing feature burned to him. How chaste.

"EHEM." An interrupting cough woke the two from their moment. "Must I catch the two of you every time?"

"Ka-kakashi sensei-i." Sakura choked out as she pushed Sasuke off to the side. Lowering her head to hid her bruising lips. She felt heating blush covering her skin.

"Hn." Sasuke wanted to strangle the man from seeiing his smirking face at them.

"Not that you should stop but this room is for students to practice piano not … that. Go home. Find a more comfortable place. You amateur kids."

In need of a place to bury herself, Sakura palmed her face. Then suddenly felt Sasuke seizing her wrist to pull her up. "Let's go." He commanded, in his usual monotone.

"U-uh." Stuttering as she quickly gathered her materials and stuffed them in to her bag. While Sasuke bend down using his other hand to grab his violin case and pack.

"Uh. S-sorry Sensei and goodnight." She bowed to the tall-silvered hair man as Sasuke only gave out a small notable grunt. The two calmly but swiftly made they way out. They left the teacher behind with an amusing smirk on his face.

"Wait until Mikoto hears about this."

[…]

Shiver.

"Senpai. Are you alright?" Feeling the male body shuddered up as he walked next to her.

"No. It was just a chill." 'Stop calling me senpai.'

She calmed down, walking in pace with him. "Kakashi sensei seems to be well acquainted with you." She spoke of her observation. Keeping their hand locked as she attempted to reorganize the stuff in her bag.

Saying casually like it was common news. "Ah. He's actually my uncle." Seeing the girl struggled, he stopped for a moment to let her sort out the overstuffed bag.

"Really?" She exclaimed in surprised as her hand dug inside the bag.

"What do you have in there?" Curiously, he asked.

"N-Nothing!!" She backed away, preventing him to see the content inside. Yes. Most of them were traces of Ino. "Uh. Anyway. Wow, I would never guess Kakashi Sensei is your uncle." Finally felt less OCD about her bag. She securely swung the strap on her shoulder again then took his hand as they continued their pacing again.

"Hn. He and my mom are step siblings." Informing her, Sasuke said it unimportantly.

"Ah." 'His mom. His parents. I've never met them.' Sasuke hadn't really mention much about his background.

Sensing the girl's quietness as they walked for quite a distance, Sasuke tightened his hold on her hand. "What's wrong?"

Hesitating, her eyes scan the ground before looking up to meet him. "Senpai… I feel like I don't know anything about you while you knew so much of me." Biting her lips, her expression was puzzling.

"Hn?" He chuckled at her act. Bring her hand up to give a small kiss on the back of her hand. "Don't worry you don't have to rush. You have a life time to know every single detail about me."

Blink Blink

She blushed from realizing his word.

"I don't know what you mean." She playfully pulled her hand away from him to quicken her pace ahead, leaving Sasuke standing aloof behind.

Catching up to her, he wrapped an arm around her waist. The empty night street chimed with her sweet giggling laugh.

[...]

The two silently made their way up to Sakura's apartment complex. It was a nice modern building with three stories and hers was on the second. Each floor has five apartments with the opened balcony as the entranceway to the door. The third floor was an opened space roof. It was charming and quiet neighboring section.

Walking up the steps, the two made their way to her front door. The breezing air was moving the nearby tree, rustling the leaves.

"Uhm. Well today was a nice first day. I still want to enjoy the break for another week." She pouted as her hand reach for the key in her bag. "Three weeks wasn't enough." Her head banged against the metal door.

Shaking his head at his girlfriend whining, he looked up at her again seeing the plumb pouting face. Lips pressed together.

"Wah. So many keys. I really need to mark the different between the balcony and front door. Argh. So. What are you going t-"

PUSH.

"I'm going to finish where we left off." Roughly turning the girl around before she could turn the handle. His body pressed up to her.

Kiss.

Both of his elbows came up to support his body from crushing the girl. His head dipped down to deepen their kiss. It was hard and needy. For the whole half and hour of walking her home, Sasuke has been suppressing his urges. Pouring all his wanting messages into the mind blowing kiss, Sakura felt weaker by the passing second. Her body would have collapse if it wasn't for Sasuke pressing up to her. Her knees wobbled from the enticing sensation ruling her stomach.

It was churning with displeased.

"Ohh." Moaning out her satisfaction, Sakura wrapped her hands around his flexing arms. His fingertips burned from feeling his hardened muscles rippled by her touch.

Nipping, sucking her lips with thirst. As if he won't be kissing her for a long time. And in truth was, not being able to kiss her for twelve hours was torturing.

But a night time had fallen late. And they had to separate. Their kiss lingered for a moment.

Chu.

"Har. Har. Har." Both were breathing hard. Tapping their foreheads together, staring into each other eyes. They were mesmerized by the flushed expression of one another.

Sasuke leaned in to give her a gentle tap on the lip before letting her free from the door.

"Goodnight. I'll call you when I get home." He reached behind her to turn the doorknob and pushed the door open.

"Uhm." Hearing her muttering reply, he kissed her temple once more before turning his body around to walk off.

At that moment, a million things rushed through her head at once. Ino's word continuously repeated in her head. Then thinking of the stash of magazine she never bothered to read.

And before she could comprehend the situation, Sakura did something no one would ever expect, even herself.

Grab.

Small hand reached out to grab a hold of his white shirt to tug him back.

Sasuke stopped dead in his track, shocked. Slowly she turned around to see the girl with her head lowered. Weak voice mumbled. Then, with enough courage, she lifted her face revealing to him her glazed glistering green orbs.

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"Don't go."

Was all that prevented him from breathing.