Holy crap. HOLY FREAKING CRAP. I am so sorry. You probably hate me by now for not updating. You probably don't care about my explanation, but I'm hoping you will listen. I have this website where I keep all my stories. I had more written of this. Guess what? I was on here one day and was changing some stuff and I thought I had completely updated this story-ish thing and was done with it! I had all of it written on the website but I hadn't put it on here yet! Today I got on and previewed this story, re-reading it because I missed it...AND THEN I REALIZED I HADN'T FINISHED IT. I'm so stupid. You know, I really hate it when authors write something I like then never finish it. I TURNED INTO ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE. But on accident, you know? So, I'm RRREEEAAALLLLLLYYY sorry. Please don't hate me.
OMG. You know what would be totally awesome? Having a SasuSaku website dedicated to SasuSaku and their awesomeness...and their future children...or ones in stories like mine! That would be so cool. I was thinking like...one where you could post messages and chat with other fans and blah blah blah. But there are probably tons of those. I just think it would be fun. IT WOULD. Totally. Like...hosted by proboards or invisionfree. Wow...that would be AWESOME. Okay, this is me fantasizing and I know that isn't what you came here for. Like I said before: I AM SORRY. I hope this part of the story-ish thing and the next one make up for it!
To refresh your memory:
Isamu: 16, black hair, onyx eyes (He looks so much like his daddy, ne?)
Misaki: 14, pink hair, green eyes (She looks so much like her mommy!)
Hana: 6, black hair, green eyes
Ryoichi: 3, black hair, green eyes
I have no idea how old Sasuke and Sakura are. Oh well. Also, don't forget that Sakura is pregnant. Again. With her fifth child. A girl. Oh, the wonders of children...
Misaki heard the bell ring again from her mothers room. "I swear she only had us so we could be her slaves!" Misaki growled, baring her teeth at no one in particular. Sasuke was sitting at the table eating tomatoes, something he did often.
"Mmm hmm," he agreed, not exactly paying attention to what his daughter was saying.
"Daddy," Misaki started sweetly, batting her eyelashes at him. A tomato was hanging halfway out of his mouth when he looked at her. She tried not to laugh, to keep her voice sweet and act innocent. "Daddy, would you please go upstairs for me to see what mommy wants?" The pink-haired fourteen-year-old swayed back and forth. "Please daddy? I love you..."
"But the tomatoes-" Sasuke whined childishly.
Misaki's sugary sweet facial expression melted into one of fury. "I've been running up those stairs all day long and all you've been doing is sitting there and eating your stupid, ugly, gross, tomatoes!"
Onyx eyes were wide as he stared at his second eldest child. "You just...insulted my tomatoes..."
"I don't care about your tomatoes!" Misaki screamed, grabbing his plate and throwing it on the floor. "Go upstairs and help mom, now!"
Not knowing what to do, Sasuke sat there for a second, staring at the plate that had shattered when it hit the floor. One of his eyes twitched slightly. Slowly, he got up and went upstairs, the bell still jingling until he reached their bedroom.
"Yes?" he asked, poking his head into the room.
"Sasuke, come in here," Sakura demanded, motioning for him to enter the room.
"Yes?" he repeated, walking over to the edge of the bed. A hand shooting out, Sakura grabbed the collar of his shirt and yanked his face so it was only inches away from hers, her eyes narrowing.
"Where is the glass of water I asked for two hours ago?" she hissed, tilting her head to the side.
"You-" Sasuke started nervously. "You didn't ask for one."
"I did, Sasuke, I asked Misaki to bring me a glass of water. I was nice enough to give her two hours to bring it to me, but she obviously got sick of caring for me. Listen here, I want that glass of water and I want it now. I can't walk because of my swollen feet and I feel like I'm going to burst because I'm so fat. Get me water, got it?"
After he nodded weakly, Sakura let go of the collar on his shirt, smiling warmly. "I love you."
"I love you too," he grumbled, trotting down the stairs to get the glass of water that had caused his wifes anger. Misaki was laughed softly, trying to make it unnoticeable as her father entered the kitchen. "You did that on purpose."
"Sorry, dad," Misaki apologized, still laughing a bit. "I decided that since you're the one that caused her to get pregnant, you should be the one to endure her wrath." After glaring at Misaki, Sasuke exited the room and made his way back upstairs with the glass of water. Misaki burst out laughing a couple seconds later when she heard her mother yell, "How could you forget the ice?"
Ha...I'm going to ask for a bell when I'm pregnant. My husband will probably hate me for a couple months because of it. Okay, so I hope that made up for my uber stupidness and uber evilness. I seriously didn't realize I hadn't updated it to its completion. This was not the last update, but the next one will be. Please review! It makes me feel good when you do. (Haha...that totally rhymed. I'm such a dork.)
