Chapter 9: Family Disaster


"Pass the rice balls, please, Sakura," Sasuke asked as polite as I have ever heard him say. Yeesh, he was good at keep up a good front when he was in the same room as his parents. I smirked. It was as though this wasn't Sasuke Uchiha, but someone else. Some who actually had some manners.

Passing the bowl to Sasuke I heard him say a small thank you. I smiled in my head. This must be killing him.

It had already been fifteen minutes since we all sat down for dinner. The table we were sitting at was a dining room table. It was rectangular, shiny wood table that could hold eight altogether; three on each side and one each at the end of the table.

Seeing that there were only eight of us, Itachi took one chair from each side and removed them from the table area. Sasuke came and moved the chairs so that they were equally spread apart on each side.

Now we were all seated, eating quietly.

Anko and I were on the left side of the table, with Itachi next to me in the end chair. The other man was sitting in the end chair on the other side of the table next to Anko. I waited for him to sit first so I knew where not to sit. Anko saw this and quickly took the chair next to him. Thank the Lord for her.

Sasuke and Mrs. Uchiha, whose name I later found out was Mikoto, were sitting across from me and Anko. Sasuke was sitting across from me and Mikoto from Anko, therefore she was next to her husband. You would never have been able to tell that they were married, though, for she did not even look at him. She looked like a cheerful person, though. Actually, she was.

"So Anko," she began, trying to start up some conversation in the room. Her voice was soft and soothing, like a mother's voice was supposed to be. "What is your connection to Miss Haruno?" she asked pure curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

Anko chewed her food and swallowed so she could speak. "I have known Sakura since she was a young girl. Mrs. Haruno had hired me to help take care of Sakura and the house since her husband was," she looked at me before she continued. I nodded. "...away. I soon became top maid in the house."

Sasuke spoke up. "If you don't mind me asking," I rolled my eyes at his fake politeness. What a mama's boy. "Why do you call Sakura by her name and not by her last name?"

This seemed to stun everyone at the table. I could feel Itachi tense next to me. Mikoto seemed to shake her head solemnly, at her son or the reactions, I did not know. Anko looked down.

Sasuke went on, a smirk on his face. "I mean maids don't usually-," I cut him off.

"She is not a maid," I said with an ice tone evident in my voice. Everyone seemed to look at me and, from the corner of my eye, I could see Fugaku steal a quick glance in my direction and then went back to eating his food.

"Then what is she?" Sasuke asked mischief in his eyes and voice. I glared at him and his mother scolded him, giving him a small whack to the head with two fingers. Itachi spoke out his name too in a scolding tone.

"Sakura, it's okay," Anko began.

"No it's not," I cut her off, my eyes still looking at Sasuke. "If you must know, my mother never thought of her as a maid. She was like her inspiration," I looked at Anko and put my hand in hers. "To me...she is more," Anko smiled at me. Mikoto looked up and nodded her head, a smile too, evident on her face. "She is my rock. She is my foundation. She is the woman who took me back up to where I am now when my mother passed away," I quickly stole a glance at Fugaku to see his expression, but, just like his sons, his face was unreadable. "She is...my sister," I ended, a smile too on my face.

I felt wetness on my hand all of the sudden. Looking to Anko, I saw tears coming down her face. Quickly, I wrapped my arms around her and embraced my best friend. "I love you, too," she whispered out. "Excuse me," she said, walking upstairs toward my bathroom. She had to do her mascara again. I heard another sniffle coming from across me.

Turning around I saw Mikoto crying softly. "You are so much like her," she whispered out, so quietly that I could barely hear it. Fugaku glared at her and Itachi walked over to console his mother. Sasuke just sat there, looking at his mother, wiping one of her tears away. She stood up and walked around the table toward me and hugged me from behind my chair. I felt some of her tears on my face.

Mikoto took a seat in Anko's chair, still embracing me. "I'm...sorry to have made you cry, Mrs. Uchiha," but she cut me off.

"No, no, child. You are just so much like her...so much like Mirage," my eyes widened. "So much like your mother." I froze up. My mother...Mirage Haruno...dead thanks to this family that I was here eating with. She had some nerve crying about what her husband had done...and then to say I remind her of my mother. Like she would give a damn!

"Mikoto," Fugaku spoke up for the first time the whole dinner. His voice was sharp. "Stop this foolish crying over that wretched woman!" He broke a nerve, not just in me, but in Mikoto too, it seemed.

"Don't you dare talk about her like that again!" Mikoto screamed out. Fugaku looked taken back at this as did I, Sasuke, and Itachi. "For thirteen DAMN YEARS you never let me cry for her! She was my best friend!" I looked at Itachi when she said this. He nodded his head. This was true.

"Mikoto, not now," Fugaku spoke out.

"No. Now. Look what you have done? You have left this beautiful child, the splitting image of Mirage, in pain and suffering," she said through her cries and tears, releasing me to turn her attention to her husband.

"Mommy, look what I did!"

"Silly girl, don't you think you're too young for makeup?"

"No, coz now I look just like my mommy."

"Here let me wipe that off. Much better."

"But I want to look just like you!"

"Look in the mirror. Without the makeup, you look just like me. The hair, the eyes, the mouth...everything. You're my little twin."

"Yay!!!"

"You took away her dreams," Mikoto went on, though I could barely hear her because of my thoughts. "...her dreams for when she grows up!"

"Mommy, do you like being a doctor?"

"Yes, I love it."

"Why?"

"I love saving peoples' lives. It makes me feel like I accomplished something big."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"When I grow up, I'm going to be just like you!!!"

"Oh?"

"I'm going to be the best medic-nin ever!"

"YOU TOOK AWAY MY BEST FRIEND AND A LITTLE INNOCENT GIRL'S MOTHER!!"

BOOM!! BOOM!!

"Sakura, run off...inside!"

BOOM!! BOOM!!

"AH...Ugh...."

"Mommy, mommy!!"

"Saku...kura."

"There's red stuff on you. Mommy, you bleeding!!!"

"I know...I know...."

"I'll get Anko and Katakashi!"

"No, Saku...no."

"What do I do?!"

"I love you."

"NO!" I screamed, bolting up out of my seat and running outside.


I was crying...crying hysterically. I couldn't stop the tears, the pain, anything. I missed her. I missed my mom. "I miss you, I miss you, I miss you," I chanted over and over again.

Suddenly, I felt something encircle my waste...arms?

"...and she misses you, too," Itachi's deep voice spoke into my ear.

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...

It was quiet for a while, but he soon spoke up.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"I ruined your dinner," I cried out, but deep down inside, I didn't really care. I just needed something to take my mind off of my mother. Anything would work right now.

But I think I wanted something more than him saying sorry. I wanted his...

I soon found lips on mine and off as soon as they were on. Looking up, I saw him looking down at me...in the eyes. "You weren't ready for this. I should have respected that." And with that he turned away.

I wanted to call him back.

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I wanted to tell him he was damn right it was his fault.

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I wanted to smack him across the face.

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I wanted to shoot him.

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I wanted-

"Sakura, Sakura!" I heard Anko call. She was running outside, my phone in her hand. When she got to me she handed me the phone. Looking at the screen I could see it was Hinata.

"Hey, Hinata," I said.

"She's been kidnapped. My daughter has been kidnapped."

At that moment time stopped as I soon found myself falling backwards. I don't think I hit the ground, because if I did, it felt warm. I think I was lying in someone's arms. I couldn't see. I could hear voices, but not see who they were coming from.

...and at this moment...

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I wanted him to kiss me.


Look at that! Another chapter! What do you think? I bet you guys didn't think this would be what the family dinner would like? Poor, poor Sakura. First having to go through all of that, then her best friend is kidnapped. Damn...that sucks. I should feel ashamed for writing this chapter, but, I don't.

So, I am happy to say that there are only seven chapters left. I know, right. You can only imagine what's going to happen in these last seven chapters. If everything goes well, by Christmas time, this story will be over. Just in time for the New Year which means a new story...or a sequel, you choose. Actually, by the way this story is going to end you'll need a new sequel.

Well, I love you guys lots,

Lady Anata

P.S. What do you think is going to happen in the next chapter and, if we have one, sequel?