Chapter 10:Meeting the Mother.

I'll keep you my dirty little secret

(Dirty little secret)

Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret

(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)

My dirty little secret

The All American reject: My dirty little secret.

I've got a disturbing review for the last chapter.

"Sasuke's parents are Fugaku and Mitako and he has a brother named Itachi. Do you even bother to correct yourself or you're just itching to a review for your lemon??"

That's struck me as an insult. Yes, I know who his parents are. It's true that I didn't watch the anime but I did do research on each character. I didn't just blindly put in names just because I wanted too. This is my story and if you don't like the way the characters are in this fic, I suggest that you stop reading this. I update this fic for those you enjoy reading it and take it as a fanfiction. It's a waste of my time to read your review as well as yours.

For the rest, thanks for reviewing. I know that many of you got confused last chapter. Hopefully this chapter clears you up...a bit.

I stared at the phone in front of me with shock. Hell, I just snapped at Sasuke's mother, the woman who gave birth to him. I didn't know what to do. Pressing the 'end' button on the bottom right of the phone, I slid it close and tossed it to the other side of the room as if it's a contagious disease or something worst.

In the back of my mind, I registered the bathroom door opened and Sasuke stepped out with a towel draping over his lean hips. He leaned against the door looking at me weirdly before striding toward me and pulled me into a hug.

"What gotten you so spooked?" he asked, the twitching of his upper lip was audible.

"Your phone rung while you were in the bathroom." I blurted out, a hint of flush infused my cheeks as I tried to keep my tone normal.

"Okay." he replied dubiously, waiting for me to continue on with my sentence.

"Well, someone, who I have never known before called and I unintentionally said some rude things that probably a warning to stay away from you. Not that I did it on purpose or anything because I didn't." I know I was blabbering away like an idiot and the expression on Sasuke's face didn't help me feel any better.

"Okay." he continued scratching the back of his head lightly, as if he's thinking. "Suppose you'll tell me who it was?"

I twiddled with my fingers as I refused to look at him. "Your mother called." I mumbled out.

A moment later, I felt Sasuke's arms snaked around my waist and he buried his face in the crook of my neck. " Did you yelled at her?" he prompted.

"I wouldn't call it that. I didn't exactly yelled at her."

"Did you said something that would offend her in some way?" he quirked a brow at me.

"Maybe." I muttered.

"Okay, I give up. Why don't you tell me what happened between you and my...mother."

"Okay. I was brushing my hair after I put on my school uniform on." I began. Sasuke made some motion with his hand as if the signal was supposed to hurried me along. I gave him a a glare but continue. " Suddenly, I heard the ringing of the cell phone, which by the way is your fault for insisting we both get the same model phone. I have to go digging through piles and piles of unidentified objects to get to the phone."

"Before I turned fifty, please." Sasuke interjected teasingly. I thumped him lightly on the shoulder.

"Anyway, I answered the phone and then a demanding tone came on, asking for you. I thought it was one of your...groupie from school---"

"Of course." he cut in with a grin.

"So I told her that she doesn't stand a chance against you and I even told her that I was your girlfriend." I added.

"What did she say?" he asked.

"Well, she replied in a stern voice, a very cold voice, cold as ice, that her named is Tsubaki and she's your mother." I finished.

Sasuke was now chuckling loudly. I gazed at him in confusion, wondering if this whole situation is entirely too amusing for him. I pulled away from him and pouted, crossing my arms around my breasts.

"I hardly think this is a laughing matter." I snapped.

"If she called this early, that means she'll show up here soon." he predicted in a gloating tone.

I wanted to smack him. With that said, the doorbell rang. I scrunched up my brows and tossed him his shirts and pants.

"Get dressed." I ordered. "I don't want anyone ogling at you. Even if it's your mother."

"Yes, love." he answered dutifully enough. He pulled me back against his chest and pressed his lips against mine in a searing wet kiss. "We're not done yet. I'm going to get you back for this morning." he whispered hotly in my ears. I felt the familiar wetness gathered between my legs.

"If I get through the embarrassment with your mother, I'll let you have anything you want." I promised.

"Done." he agreed. Quickly tossing on his clothes, he dragged me out of the room despite my protest of appearing like a banshee. We rushed down the stairs toward the ground floor where the front door was now opened. Three maids came through the door carrying few suitcases in each arm. Soon enough, at least, fifteen suitcases were piled in the once empty living room.

A woman stepped inside the house. Her dark black hair and glossy blue eyes scanned the surrounding of the room and landed on Sasuke. Her whole features lit up as a smile grace her beautiful face. She strode forward, the loud clicking of her heels lost in the little cry that escaped from her lips.

"Sasuke, my goodness, you've grown a lot since I last saw you." she commented. Sasuke rushed down to her waiting arms as she enveloped him in a huge hug.

"Mother Tsubaki." he greeted politely. This was the first time I heard him used that tone with anyone else besides me. This woman has to be special. After all, she is his mother. Her glance shot towards me and I fidget with te hem of my skirts lightly.

"And who is this young lady?" her harden gaze landed on me accusingly.

"Sakura." replied.

"The girlfriend?" she asked with a raise brow.

I was mortified. The flushed on my cheeks are back again.

"She thought you were some whore who try to get in my pants." Sasuke answered. I bit back a groan. "Not that I mind. She's extremely possessive and jealous." he added in a whisper, though not low enough for me to miss it. I wanted to strangle him right there, but that would make my impression on Sasuke's mom worst than it already has.

"Well, I hate to leave you this early, but we'll be late for school." said Sasuke as he looked down at his watch. Tsubaki reverted her eyes back to him and smile, giving him one last chaste kiss on the cheeks.

"Of course." she replied. Sasuke took a hold of my hands and lead me out the door.

I breathed more easily outside, the fresh crisp morning air was refreshing. The snow on the ground are starting to melt to accommodate the approaching Spring. The trees are sprouting new green leaves, a sign of a healthy season.

"You're okay?" Sasuke asked as we came to his red Ferrari.

I grimaced. "Your mother hates me."

"She doesn't hate you." he assured me confidently. "She needs to get to know you, that's all. Give her time to adjust to you, to show her that you're different from the other girls."

"What if she still doesn't like me? I don't want to be at odd with the woman who gave birth to you."

Something passed over his feature. "She's not my birth mother. Tsubaki is my god-mother." he said, opening the passenger door for me. I climbed in with a confused look on my face.

"I thought she was your biological mother." I said hesitantly.

Sasuke started the engine and pulled out fo the lot toward the gate. "Nah. My mother left me when was five. Remember when I told you about my father's habit of abusing her?" he asked. I nodded. "She couldn't take it anymore and decided to give me over to Tsubaski, her best friend to look after me until my Uncle stepped in. You won't believe the commotion that went on between Tsubaki and Seto. Then Seto decided to adopt me as his own son. "

"What about your father?"

"He died shortly after my mother left him."

I gasped. How can his family turned out so tragic?

"What happened?" I asked.

"Too much alcohol consumption. He died because of toxin in his blood during one of his drinking party. The police found him dead on the street corner along with one of the homeless guy."

"I'm sorry." I said softly.

Sasuke glanced at m and smiled bitterly. " It's over. I doubt even if Fugaku is alive, he wouldn't have paid attention to me anyway. After that, Seto took me into his care. Even though he's not my biological father, he sure acted like one to me all these years."

"That's his name? Fugaku?" I asked. If his father is dead, why is my father still hated him?

Sasuke nodded. " I think he'd always hated me because of the amount of attention my mother paid me. He's extremely jealous, even of his own children. I guess after too much beating and abusing, my mother decided to leave him for good. He didn't love her. he just wated to own her, like an object one own. It has nothing to do with love."

I swallowed hard. The clotting tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to blink the offending liquid away. "Where's your mother now?"

"Who knows." hr replied. He looked at me and lifted one of his hand to wiped away the tears. "Don't cry for something like this. My family is broken beyond fixing. I have nothing left in the past." he said tenderly.

I can see it in his eyes. 'You're my future.' The begging and pleading in his eyes cut right through me.

I bit my lips and smiled even though the tears in my eyes refused to go away. I leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. He looked surprised.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"For being you." I answered.

He looked at me with a wicked glint in his eyes. "Well, you might want to hold that until we found some secluded place. The backseat is way to small."

I burst out laughing. "You're bad."

"Sometimes." he replied back with a grin.

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Sasuke pulled into the school parking lot. Not many people showed up yet since it was only seven fifteen.

"Why are we here so early?" I asked as I straightened my blouse and dabbed a sheer gloss on my lips.

"I just want to spend some quality time with my girlfriend. Is it that strange?" he replied and I rolled my eyes.

"You have already spend the whole night with me." I remarked.

"More like in you." he mumbled quietly. I blushed madly before opening the car door and got out. Sasuke was hot on my feet. He caught up to me and pulled me into his arms before giving me a kiss.

I eagerly opened my mouth as his tongue slipped in to explore the cavern. A flash of color caught my eyes. I broke free from Sasuke to find Tiffany staring at us with a blush on her face. I waved at her with my free hand and gave her a smile. Sasuke saw this and rolled his eyes. I hit him lightly on the shoulder.

"Be nice to her." i whispered as she walked towards us.

Sasuke looked bored. "When did I ever say anything mean to her?" he asked.

"You don't have to say it. It's written all over your face." I pointed out. " Besides, she's new here. I know how she felt to be in a completely new place."

"Well, you're different."

"How?" I asked with a quirk brow.

He gave me a grin. "You're much hotter than she is."

I rolled my eyes but the effect was ruined when I let out a giggle. "That has nothing to do with the topic."

"I know." he replied unabashed.

I leaned in to give him a peck on the lips and pulled back. "Be nice to her. I mean it."

"Yes, your majesty." he mumbled.

Tiffany stopped in front of us and offered a hesitant smile. "Hello. I didn't know there was anyone at school this early."

"We just wanted to get a good parking space." I replied cheerily while elbowing into Sasuke's ribs when he scowled at Tiffany.

He let out a grunt before shooting me a dark look. I narrowed my eyes and he sighed. "Hello Tiffany." he said indulgently, "You look good this morning."

Tiffany blushed madly, looking down at her feet before mumbling something that I couldn't make out. "I got to go. See you later." she said before dashing toward the door.

I turned to Sasuke with a dark look. "You're flirting with her." I pointed out with irritation.

He quirked a brow. "You told me to be nice."

"Yes, I did said that but I didn't mean for you to turn on your charm on full." I mumbled out.

He didn't reply and I looked up to see him grinning ear to ear. "You're jealous!" he blurted out with triumphant.

"Wha---I---Why---that's ridiculous." I stumbled out. He did not just say that. I was not jealous!

"You are too." he remarked with a gloating tone.

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"You know that repeating things over and over actually meant that it's the opposite." he teased.

I opened my mouth to say something but thought better of it. With a 'Humph', I turned around and left him at the parking lot while he laughed.

"Love you too." he shouted at me. My answer was a loud slam of the door.

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.Tiffany glanced behind her back to make sure that she's not being followed. Opening the door knob, she slipped inside the quiet classroom and locked it behind her.

Taking out her cellphone, she dialed the number and waited for the answer. She's been in this school for a grand total of three weeks and already she hated here. People are so stuck up and annoying. If her parent didn't need the money, she sure as hell wouldn't be sneaking around Japan in the first place. Spying on a couple who's clearly in love with one another is totally sickening.

"Hello?" the voice answered.

Tiffany straightened and lowered her voice. "Mistress?"

The voice stopped briefly. "How's it going?"

"Miss. Sakura has become really attached to the younger Uchiha. She spend the night at his house and they left together this morning."

"I see." the voice reply. "Tell me, is she happy when she's with him?"

Tiffany grimaced. "Yes."

"Stick to the plan. call me if anything changes."

"Yes, Mistress." Tiffany said. "Um..."

"Don't worry. Your parents are well. I have already send the money to them along with a letter of your well being. They're still clueless of your whereabout. Pretty stupid for a parents to be so absorbed in the realm of wealth without worrying where their daughter gets the money from." the voice commented.

"I've got to go." Tiffany said at last, stifling a sob, she controlled her voice to normal tone.

"Good luck."

With that said, Tiffany cut off the connection and let the tears she held in slide free. The echoing sound of a cry filled the quiet classroom.

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A/N:: Sorry for the short chapter. I promised that the next one will be longer. This chapter was written before I was hospitalized so when I get out, I will give you guys a long juicy chapter.

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