Saku: Yo...sashiburi... =.= yeah i've got some news for the readers of RED. Since Haru(still) is extremely busy to even talk to me im just gonna work on the fic myself. I'll warn you that ill be skipping some things which we wanted to include. I'll try to give short descriptions of them. Anyways... Here's chap 9.
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Sick.
It perfectly described how she felt right then as she was curled up in her bed hugging her legs to herself. She had just come back from the bathroom after vomiting her breakfast. She looked at the empty side of the bed n let out a sigh.
'I wish Menma were here right now' She thought as she hugged herself tighter.
It'd been almost two months since she got the 'Uzumaki' next to her name instead of 'Haruno'. She had gotten quite used to Menma's presense by now but he had started going to work early again and she felt lonely waking up alone. She kept telling him to wake her up when he leaves for work yet the stubborn guy refuses to listen.
She lets out another sigh as she rolls to her other side. Her eyes went from his side of the bed to their side table. Her expression softened at the sight of the pictures on the table. One of them was that of their wedding. She remembered forcing a smile for the picture. The other one made her lips curve at the end. It was a picture of them both in front of the Eiffel Tower. She'd been practically glomping Menma and was grinning like an idiot while Menma scowled when that picture was taken. She'd told Menma that she looked stupid in it but he said it was cute. You dont usually find the stubborn prince utter out the word 'cute' so she'd decided to let it go.
There were countless pictures of the time in their honeymoon. Sakura would never forget that time. Menma had opened up to her during that time. It had felt like the rest of the world had disappeared and it was just those two having fun with each other. She had had a dream honeymoon. She had gotten rid of the bad first impression of menma and finally recognized him as a nice person. He acted all cold but he didn't mean it. He was quite a softy. Of coarse he let his anger hide his softness. So far in his life , aside from his mother who is a sweetheart, Sakura was the first women he's opened up to.
Menma had had his fair share of women before his marriage but he didn't do it often and it never lasted longer than a few weeks. Perhaps he was waiting for someone to just stick with him despite his cocky personality. It might be too soon to call it love but she had already made up her mind to become that person.
She'd always wanted a peaceful life and with Menma, she was getting that. Of coarse that came with lots of money and awesome sex but those facts didn't matter to Sakura. Okay maybe the sex mattered cause it was fucking awesome. Especially the times when he came home angry at work. He got mad at the stupidest things and Sakura found it cute and he got annoyed by her calling him cute. They end up having rough hot sex all through the night and it leaves her sore in the morning but she loves it.
She shakes her head slightly, internally laughing at the way her thoughts drifted to that direction. She decided to get up but immediately regretted the decision as her head spins and she fell back on the bed. It was worrying her. She had been feeling this way for quite a few days now. She suddenly got all moody at things and was feeling nauseous n dizzy at most times.
She makes a mental note to go see the doctor but not now. Since she had nothing to do so she pulled up her blanket ready to catch some more zzz's.
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Saku: Here's chap 9 for you. Take a guess at what's gonna happen next. I doubt it'll surprise you.
