"Speaking"


Things were going wrong fast.

Her daughter was gone, her ex was spotted returning to the city, and there was nothing she could do to stop things from spiraling out of control...for her.

"If I try to do anything in regards to the situation then the Uchiha will ruin me, and if he doesn't then Sakura surely will." The woman grumbled drumming her fingers on the desk.

Seriously, after everything I've done for that child. Giving her everything she could ever need and want, the girl goes and gets worked up over a few little white lies. She complained inwardly.

The rape could be looked at as her gaining the experience she would need to please Sasuke when they finally sleep together. She continued to rant in her head so no one in the hall would hear her.

"Honestly if I had known she would be this ungrateful for the wonderful life I've selflessly provided for her, I would have left the slut with her damn father." She snapped returning her attention to the pile of paper work on her desk.


He was happy.

Beyond excited.

Walking on air is what some people would say to describe the way he was feeling at that exact moment.

After so much time spent searching and waiting for the right moment, he was finally going to get to see his only child once again, and he would get to walk her down the isle in a few weeks.

"I'll have to share a few words with her mother while I'm in town." He decided. The woman had mental and emotional problems and needed help bad. Serious help.


Sakura woke up the next morning still in Sasuke's embrace. He looked so peaceful, so content just to be holding her.

He's worked so hard to make everything right for me past few weeks.' She sighed inwardly smiling down at him, Perhaps there is something I could do for him to show how thankful I am for everything.

Carefully she slid out of the bed and put on her red silk robe, she would start by getting cleaned u and ready for school.

After a nice muscle relaxing shower; Sakura headed to the kitchen to make Sasuke a breakfast of fried tomatoes, an omlet and coffee.

That man loves his tomatoes. She chuckled as she started to fix her own breakfast.


Sasuke expected to enter the dinning room to see Sakura half finished fruit salad, or some oatmeal with baked apple slices on top. What he didn't expect to see was her putting his favorite meal on the table since that was the cook's job.

"What's all of this?" He asked taking his seat.
"Just a small thank you for all you've done." She said smiling.

"Well you are very much welcome, but you don't have to thank me." He told her digging in.

"I know, but I want to," She shrugged sipping her orange juice.


AN: Sorry for the wait here is an update!