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Jiraiya woke up to the wondrous smell of bacon and coffee, he raised an eyebrow when he rolled over the bad and felt Tsunade still lying by his side…if Tsunade was still there…then who was cooking? The white haired man stretched silently leaving the comfort of his bed to reach for the metal bat he always keep underneath their bed in case of emergencies, not that they needed it incase of a burglar sneaking to their house, all they needed was Tsunade's right hook.
The male silently stalked down the stairs carful not to alarm whoever the person that was invading their kitchen. What kind of burglar is this? A cooking burglar? He swung the bat over his shoulder lightly as he reached their kitchen…
"Jiraiya-san?" A drowsy voice called out to him from behind. Sakura raised an eyebrow to the male owner of the house –he looked like the people in the horror movies, you know the one that tries to fight off the killer and then get killed? Those ones. Sakura was holding to plates in her hands, a plate of yummy bacon in her right then a plate of sunny side up eggs on her left, she lifted them up, and asked the white haired male; "Breakfast?"
Sakura silently munched on her food and discreetly looked at the male eating across her, she took a gulp of her coffee. "Um…Jiraiya-san, are you sure we shouldn't wake up Tsunade-san? She might be hungry"
Jiraiya looked up from his food, his cheeks stuffed. It took a moment for him to recover and take a deep breath. He laughed heartily, "Nah, don't mind her. Besides, she slept late last night" Jiraiya wiggled his eyebrows playfully. "You know…"
"I don't wanna know, thank you very much" Sakura cut him off with a laugh.
It was strange for her to be comfortable with someone in just a few days, but Jiraiya was really a funny man and he had this aura that can pull you in with his joking nature. Sakura had found earlier in her stay that the white haired male across her write books, a freelance author, when she had asked what kind of books he wrote the man just grinned at her making googly eyes.
"Jiraiya-san, thank you for letting me stay here, I mean, its free and well…" Sakura sheepishly rubbed the back of her head after returning from the sink where she deposited her used plates. Jiraiya shrugged and laughed it off, "Nah, don't mention it, besides Tsunade seems to be really fond of you don't you think?"
"Uh, well, she's very nice to everyone, Jiraiya-san" Sakura awkwardly smiled at the man's statement. Yes, perhaps the blonde woman really is nice but she's nice to all!
Jiraiya mmm'ed, he could sense that his wife was really fond of the girl, not that he minded, even he was getting fond of and used to the kid, she's like the child the couple will never have relying on their current age and besides after all, Sakura's the child of…
Stomps reverberated in the house as a drowsy blonde woman trudged down the stairs. Jiraiya and Sakura look up from their breakfast in time to see Tsunade in all her disheveled morning glory. The honey brown eyed woman blinked as if in a daze as she entered the kitchen.
"Well this is a surprise, you're up early for once Jiraiya" Tsunade finished her first sentence for the day with a yawn emerging from her lips. Jiraiya promptly handed Tsunade a mug of coffee with ease then continued on munching on his food before explaining to Tsunade the cause of the great miracle.
Sakura watch the couple with mildly focused interest as they interact with each other. They weren't touching intimately or anything but Sakura could feel the connection between the two as well as the deep affection they feel for each other. Even now as they only talk to each other, the pinkette could see that they very much love and hold each other dear.
"You cooked breakfast?" Tsunade's question snapped Sakura out of her thoughts. Sakura turned to the blonde and nodded. "I hope you don't mind me invading your kitchen, Tsunade-sama" Sakura sheepishly grinned.
Jiraiya snorted, "As if we use the kitchen, kiddo, Tsunade and I can't cook squat" The white haired male admitted as he reached for the rice once again. Tsunade didn't deny the statement but instead sipped her coffee slowly, feeling the sleepiness and the urge to go back to bed subside.
"Sakura"
"Yes, Tsunade-sama?" The emerald eyed girl looked up from her mug.
"I though I told you not to call me that anymore" Tsunade raised a fine thin blonde eyebrow at the girl in question. Last night when the two were talking to each other Sakura had asked the woman about the reason why she and Jiraiya don't have any children of their own when their budget could really more than afford it. Sakura found out last night that not only did Tsunade own a dance studio, the couple also own two apartments, a condominium and a restaurant that was currently managed by Jiraiya's cousin, along with their other numerous belongings, Jiraiya was also the editor in chief of a magazine he refused to name, much to Sakura's chagrin. But back to the topic, the blonde haired woman failed to answer her question last night and Sakura didn't push for it out of respect she held towards the woman. Tsunade asked her one favor though and Sakura knew that she didn't just accept it because of the fact that she owed the woman but the along with the fact that she was more than pliant to concede to her request.
"Ah…hai kaa-chan" Sakura blushed due to an unknown reason. Tsunade looked happy while her husband paused in the middle of chewing his food and discreetly looked at his wife at the corner of his eyes. His own gray eyes softened and he continued chewing, she looked happy, and the fact remains that whatever makes her happy makes him happy as well but really…
…who was she kidding?
"Now that that's settled, I was informed last night about an appointment you have to attend today regarding the assignment I consigned to you yesterday" Tsunade started as she started to eat.
Sakura raised an eyebrow and grimaced, oh yeah, the freaking assignment. Of all the employees, the dance instructors in the studio, why her? Why is the world so cruel to her? Why is Barney purple and scary? The world would never know.
Jiraiya, noticing the distressed face and aura of their visitor decided to intrude. "What did she assign to you? The Top Secret Mission of buying the Best Quality Sake, or something?" The male whispered although he knew that the blonde adjacent to him could here. Meh, it's just for the kicks.
"I'm right here, Jiraiya" Tsunade grinded out, a tick already forming on her forehead. Sakura laughed sheepishly, oh, only if it was that easy! Jiraiya laughed and started to calm his wife down with amorous words that could have worked well without the nervousness lacing his voice.
"Not exactly, Jiraiya-san, Tsunade—I mean, kaa-chan, assigned me to be somebody's partner for some masquerade ball" Sakura shrugged.
Now if you look from a distance, these three people who looked so at ease with each other, you could see that they look very much like…like a family.
"You are forgetting that this masquerade ball would be happening tomorrow" Tsunade quipped
"Eh? Nani? You didn't mention that yesterday!" Sakura panicked. Tomorrow? She didn't even have a dress yet, or a mask and by the grace of all entities, she didn't even know who the client was!
"I didn't? Must've slipped my mind" Tsunade shrugged nonchalantly but with a smile on her face. Then she continued to explain.
"I know what you're thinking, you don't have a dress or a mask and by the grace of all entities, you don't even know who the client is yet, but no worries, the client –whose name I shall not reveal— is covering all your expenses" The blonde had the gall to actually look smug while Sakura thought it was scary how much their thoughts were alike, while Jiraiya just burped loudly.
"You should really tell her soon" Jiraiya calmly stated as he sat down on their couch. It was already noon and Sakura had just left earlier to meet up her client. Tsunade was looking outside their window, watching Sakura as she skates towards the horizon, away from her sight.
"I…It's not that easy Jiraiya" Tsunade defended herself as she turned towards the said man.
Jiraiya regarded Tsunade with a look in his eyes akin to understanding. "I know but tricking her like that…"
"I didn't trick her to do anything! I just…I just wanted to hear it" The blonde woman started with a shout of indignation and finished with a whisper. Was it so much to ask for? Was it so bad to want to hear it?
The white haired male sighed; she couldn't just go on with this forever. The two of them had looked for her for quite some time now and Jiraiya wasn't about to let it all go to waste! Besides, if he was in the kid's position, he'll be damn pissed if he was tricked.
Jiraiya stood up and sighed once again, he needed to write the stupid editor's note that was due two days ago. What the hell would he write there? Gray eyes regarded the blonde woman who was back into staring at the window again.
"I still think you should tell her soon. Before things get messy"
Sakura sighed as she tapped her foot impatiently. Whoever this guy was, he sure liked making himself look important! The pink haired girl had been waiting for the mystery male or maybe his servant, whatever to meet her for about like…Five minutes!
…What can she say? Patience never really was her best friend.
"Babe!" Sakura heard a loud gruff voice behind her followed by a hearty laugh. Oh don't tell her that he's her client! No, no, no! She refused to be harassed! Sakura reluctantly turned around to see Hidan coming at her at I don't know, 200 miles per hour?
Hidan was once again, loitering around the mall looking for a place to eat, since he still hadn't went back home to their mansion because of his stupid, skirt-chasing, worthless, sorry excuse for a father. He really thought this was going to be a sucky day but that all change when he saw his future bride.
"You waiting for me, babe?" Hidan threw a heavy arm over Sakura's frail shoulders and gave her a grin. His heart was beating so fast and hard and he hoped that she won't notice but a same time does but Sakura, the ever oblivious by choice Sakura, didn't of course.
"How many times have I told you not to call me that?" A nerve popped at Sakura's forehead signaling her annoyance. "And no, I am not waiting for you. I didn't even knew you're here. Shouldn't you be preparing for the gathering at the Uchihas' or something?"
"Aw, but I'm enjoying myself right here, with you" Hidan faked a hurt look, masking the fact that he almost forgot about the gathering if it wasn't for the rosette. Purple eyes watched as the pinkette beside him checked her watch for the second time since he arrived.
"Waiting for someone?" Hidan asked as he raised a silver eyebrow. Who was she meeting in case?
"No shit, Sherlock" Sakura mumbled as she insert her hand inside her jeans' pockets. "Whoever he is, he sure as hell taking his time" The pinkette groaned and shrugged off Hidan's arm of her shoulders. Really, maybe she had missed his nagging a bit…a little…somehow. But that didn't give her a reason to allow him to get touchy-feely with her.
"He?" Hidan wasn't aware that he growled. Sakura regarded him with a surprised look on her face accompanied with a step backwards. "Uh…yeah, him. You okay Hidan-san?" Sakura peered at him, a little bit worried and a little bit curious. What's with this guy?
"He's a client, for my work and no, I'm not working as a prostitute" Sakura babbled the last parts when she realized how suggestive the first part was.
Hidan suddenly relaxed; here he was getting worked up about something he didn't even know anything about while his future bride was beside him not hitting him for once. Not that he didn't like it when she's mad and stuff since he liked it rough, a thought hit him, "You actually fucking remember my name, babe!" Hidan grinned; he didn't even consider the possibility of her remembering his name since their first meeting was when she got real pissed at him for kissing her. Sakura shrugged, "I pay attention" The pinkette sighed a bit and thought about her client.
"I am getting pissed off with him. It's been what? 15 minutes already" Sakura grunted after she checked her watch. Really, whoever this guy was, he didn't have any self responsibility! He was the one that set the time, the place and yet he was either late or not coming at all.
Hidan blinked and lightly nudged the pink haired girl, in which Sakura replied by raising her eyebrow. "Screw the guy, doesn't he know that girls shouldn't be kept waiting?" Sakura blinked at Hidan's chivalrous short speech. "Uh…"
The silver haired male started to pull Sakura by the elbow, "How about get fricking lunch with me?"
Sakura dug her heels on the tiles of the mall, promptly ignoring the people around them. "Wait! I haven't agreed yet!" Hidan stopped and looked back at her, "So, are you agreeing now?" The pinkette pulled her elbow away from Hidan's grasp and crossed both he arms across her chest. "What makes you think I will? Besides, I'm not hungry" Sakura retaliated.
A protesting sound from someone's stomach interrupted the two's argument and it sure as hell wasn't Hidan's, his would have been much louder. Hidan chuckled at Sakura's red tinted face.
"Okay, fine but this isn't a date and no fancy restaurants"
Hidan promptly dragged Sakura's towards McDonald's finding himself falling faster and faster for the girl.
Gaara didn't know how he found himself inside a dressing room, finding himself wearing the third suit for the hour. The red head has just been released from the hospital yesterday, deemed by the doctors fit and healthy enough to venture out once again. They made it sound like he had some ghastly disease when he only lost pints of blood due to wounds he inflicted upon himself.
Only.
"Gaara! Get out of there! I wanna see!" The youngest Sabaku heard his eldest sibling shout from the other side of the door. Really, they didn't need to buy anymore tux, he had enough with him which weren't even worn twice regarding his dislike towards the black suits.
The red head pushed open the door and gave his sister a nice blank stare. Temari waved it off, "Don't look at me like that Gaara, I'm not sending you to your death you know" The dirty blonde haired girl stood up from the cushion she was recently sitting on and circled her brother, scrutinizing the outfit and somehow, Gaara hoped this one would pass her tastes since he didn't want to try anymore suits.
Temari turned to the sales lady and nodded her newly straighten hair for the party bouncing at her action. "We'll take it!"
The blonde sales lady finally let out the breath she didn't know she was holding and gave the Sabaku heiress a business like smile and went to the stock room to get another suit just like Gaara's was wearing, to give to the other blonde woman.
"Finally! I thought they were already holding you as a hostage, Gaara!" Kankuro approached his siblings as they exit the store. Temari rolled her eyes with her sibling's joke while Gaara nodded, "In a way, I was" Temari let out a sound of protest from her throat while Kankuro howled in laughter.
"Say, how about lunch?"
Hidan stared at the girl with unbelieving eyes as the said girl happily munches on her second quarter pounder. She was so at ease with him even now as she ate her lunch. Now, Hidan was sure that he had found his soul mate. Sakura blinked at the silver haired male in front of her; did she have ketchup on her cheek? The pinkette reached towards her cheek to find that there wasn't even the smallest smudge of any condiment on her cheek.
"Will you please stop staring at me? It's getting annoying" Sakura groaned at Hidan. Her cheeks were dusted with pink hue contrasting with her locks. Hidan blinked and took a piece of his fries from the side, his hand bumping on the see-through mirror there.
"You're fucking adorable, seriously" Hidan bluntly stated, then his eyes started to get shifty here and there, looking at anywhere but her. Anywhere, including at the people at the other side of the mirror.
'Oh, so we meet again red-head' Hidan thought but vaguely ignored the trio approaching and gave his attention to the girl eating across him. If he had looked at her earlier, he should have Sakura's nose bridge flame fiery red.
'He's being utterly…tolerable…' Sakura promptly shook the 'revolting' thoughts away from her clean innocent mind and spoke, "I've known that for quite some time now" Hidan raised an eyebrow, "Really now?" Sakura nodded looking somber as she vainly tried to hide a smile, "Yes….no! I'm kidding" Sakura lost it and laughed, "Really, I'm kidding Hidan-san" Sakura wiped tears at the corner of her eyes; it was so easy to make her laugh, even before.
Hidan sipped from his coke float loudly only realizing that it was already empty so the silver haired male promptly threw it at the trash bin meters away from them and it surprisingly went in. Sakura raised an eyebrow while Hidan shrugged, "Practice, babe. Fucking practice"
It was silent for a while; excluding Hidan's intervaled burping that had Sakura raising her eyebrow.
"You know, I can't believe I'm saying this to the guy that kissed me on my first day at school, but you're actually tolerable when you're not acting too much of an ass" Sakura admitted sipping her coke.
"Well, don't get used to it babe"
"Wasn't going to Hidan-san" Sakura rolled her pretty green eyes at the male. Hidan smirked and noticed the honorific at the end of his name.
"Good then and babe what's with the –san thing? I'm not that fucking older than you, seriously"
The Sabaku trio decided to eat at McDonald's, much to Temari's inner wince thinking of how much calories the food in the fast-food chain contained but it was all worth it just to let her little brother see her future sister-in-law.
Kankuro pushed open the glass door to allow Temari to enter after Gaara. The brown haired teen turned to the blonde Sabaku, "Are you serious Tem? This is McDonald's you know" Kankuro asked unsurely at his older sister. "I'm sure Kankuro" Temari entered the establishment followed by her sister and proceeded to find a seat as Gaara ordered. "Besides," Temari pointed a manicured finger towards the direction of a silver head and pink head, "There's something interesting here"
Kankuro raised an eyebrow but shrugged and went to the first clean table he found.
And oh, what a perfect view.
Sakura wiped the corners of her mouth using the tissue and burped mutely. She set aside the tray of food containers to the side then turned to her left wrist.
"Shit, I better go" Sakura mumbled to the silver haired male in front of her as she pushed back the chair and stood up.
"Hey, hey wait; seriously, what's the fucking rush?" Hidan protested as he held Sakura's arm in his grasp, squeezing it firmly. She couldn't leave, not just yet.
Sakura blinked at Hidan's hold on her arms and used her other hand to remove it, reveling on the feeling of having her blood run free again. "Hidan, I'm just hoping that that one hour lunch break would have been enough for my client to go to our meeting place and besides, if he's not there I'm going to go home then"
"But babe!" Hidan whined
"No buts, I'm going. Good day, Hidan" Sakura turned to leave the establishment and it would have been successful if she hadn't slammed herself onto a person's hard chest.
"I'm sor- Gaara?" Sakura looked up to see the mad motorcycle driver looking down on her, looking devilishly handsome at it. She noticed the thin band of hospital bandage wrapped around his fists and raised an eyebrow wondering what had happened to him since she hadn't seen him after the incident in the hospital.
Speaking of that incident…
Sakura turned to Hidan and smiled, "Oh yeah, thanks for the thing in the school's hospital you know…so yeah" Sakura looked away, missing the small amount of blood pool in Hidan's cheeks.
"Haruno-san" Gaara greeted, blinking his rimmed eyes at the petite nymphet.
"I see you're better now, good for you" Sakura grinned as she tried to sidestep Gaara, in which Gaara responded by following he directions. Sakura raised a pink brow and moved to the other side, getting annoyed when Gaara did the same thing.
'The hell?' Sakura thought as she sidesteps once again, her eyebrow ticked when Gaara did the same thing.
"May I help you?" The pinkette crossed her arms in front of her chest, her right foot tapping on the tiles of the floor. Gaara crossed his arms; "You are better now" he said referring to the knowledge his sister shared to him about Sakura getting hospitalized.
Sakura blinked, how did he know that? "Uh yeah" she mumbled, hearing Hidan grumble something in the lines of; 'Duh, Capt. Obvious'.
The red head teen nodded to himself, still carrying the red tray with food and mumbled "Good" then turned away.
"What the hell was that about?"
To: Hinata
Fr: Naruto-kun
Hey Hinata-chan, whatcha doin?
Hinata giggled as she replied to her boyfriend's message. She was currently inside the dress shop she, Ino and Tenten had visited to pick up her dress for the ball tomorrow. She was supposed to come with Kiba –in accordance to her father's command- but the young Inuzuka teen had excused him self for the day, leaving Hinata alone.
The Hyuuga's eyes softened in something akin to guilt at the thought of the Inuzuka teen. Here she was, acting all lovey-dovey with her boyfriend –the male she knew she loves- while her fiancé' was out there somewhere without her knowledge. The thought brought back the conversation the two had just last night.
Flashback
Hinata stepped out of Kiba's expensive Mercedes car gracefully, holding her purse close to her. The night was bright in a contradicting way. The stars were out that night and the moon was partially hidden by the clouds. Hinata sighed, she had a wonderful time with Kiba but…she felt like she had betrayed her sweet Naruto-kun.
"Hinata? What are you thinking about?" Said girl blinked as she was pulled out of her reverie and turned to the brown haired male at the other side of the car. "Nothing Kiba-san. Anou…where are we?" Hinata realized that Kiba hadn't taken her home but instead they were in a park, she could see the swings illuminated by the street light.
Kiba shrugged and proceeded to lock the car and walked towards the swing. He sat on one and removed his coat. God, he hated these things. He patted the seat of the swing beside him, silently asking Hinata to sit beside him. "You remember, when we were kids, we used to play here. Although, we rarely were allowed to." He laughed a little.
Hinata nodded and sat beside him, weakly pushing herself. The chains of the swing creaked a little as the swing move. "Hai, I remember"
"This is where I first met the guys, Shino –catching bugs- Sasuke –sulking-, Shikamaru –sleeping-, Neji –with Tenten-, Lee, Ino…"
"Naruto-kun" Hinata continued and after realizing what she had just said she turned her gaze down the floor and sighed.
Kiba nodded; "Yeah and that crazy guy." Kiba sighed and turned to Hinata, "You really love him huh?" Hinata saw no way and no reason to not reveal the truth to her childhood friend, she nodded her confirmation.
"Then why'd you agree to marry me?"
Hinata was caught unaware by his question. She turned to him, her milky white eyes with a tinge of lavender wide open, and her hair shiny because of the light from the streetlight. She was beautiful, like a moon goddess, and he felt like a mortal watching her bathe -mesmerized.
"I…we don't have a choice. I don't have a choice, Kiba-san, our families—"
"-don't control our hearts." Kiba interrupted looking directly at her eyes. Her eyes were shining with unshed tears perhaps because of guilt or fear or something else. He can only hope that he wasn't hurting her. "And besides, I thought true love is worth fighting for ne?" The young Inuzuka smiled showing his abnormally long canines, giving him that roguishly handsome look.
"I-I…"
"I love you Hinata, but I'm done fighting and I accept my defeat. I want you to be happy that's why I'm going to do something about this" Kiba wasn't looking at her but she was looking at him. Here was a great guy, ultimately loyal and in love with her and yet she –the girl he just confessed to- was denying him access to her heart.
It was silent for a moment.
"Damn, I'm no good at these freakin' sappy things…let's get you home?"
"Dobe, quit doing that" Sasuke snapped at his best friend, sitting on one of the couches of one of the living rooms of the Namikaze household. The young Namikaze boy had been smiling goofily for a while now in random times and it was starting to irritate the Uchiha male.
Naruto shifted his cerulean blue eyes to his raven haired friend while his fingers continued on texting. "You're just jealous Sasuke, since I have a girlfriend and you don't!" With that he stuck his tongue out to Sasuke who in turn, rolled his dark eyes. The young Uchiha boy had known about the relationship of his best friend with the Hyuuga girl just earlier that week just because of his keen observations.
"Why would I want to be attached when I can get any girl I want?" Sasuke asked his best friend before taking a sip from the tall glass of orange juice the maid had served them. "You know bastard, contrary to popular belief, girls don't go to the conceited guys that much anymore" Naruto defended as he read another message from Hinata. "I mean, okay Sasuke-teme, being single is awesome too. No commitments and no monthsaries to remember, gifts to give stuff but you don't get someone to say ' I love you' or 'Sweet dreams' to you either" The blonde explained his side.
"Hey dope, since when were you a love guru?" Sasuke snorted.
"Since you were born, bastard. I was born to teach you the ways of women! And oh, why are you here again?" Naruto blinked at the last part. Sasuke don't usually drop in for any reason at all.
Sasuke stood up, his crisp cut attire enhancing his lean body structure, "I came here to remind you about the party, personally" he answered.
"Uh Sasuke, there's a thing called cell phone" Naruto sarcastically implied.
"So? You change your number every week, besides I bet you'd forget it if I don't pound it in your head dope"
"It's an honor doing business with you Pein-san, till the next transaction I presume?" the gruff voice from the other end of the light cough out. Pein continued to sign papers as he constructed his answer.
"I could say the same, till next time" he crisply said then he pressed the button of his answering machine. Even with the pleasant farewell of his business partner he didn't shake the feeling of something not in place. The orange haired twenty-four year old male massaged the bridge of his nose and leaned back to his chair in exasperation. Even in his own homeland he can't get a fucking break!
"Stressed much, Pein?" Konan asked as she entered the room. She was wearing Pein's oversized shirt that reached her mid thighs, giving the said male a nice view of her legs.
"Mhhmm, work among other things" Pein mumbled as he reached out for her while leaning back on his chair. Konan reached for him and sat on his lap, facing him and her thighs on either side of his legs. Pein ran his hands along Konan's waist and nuzzled his nose in her hair.
"Mmm" The blue-haired actress moaned and tilted her head to give Pein more access to her neck. The underground business boss peppered her ivory neck with kisses trailing towards her chin when Konan faced him and captured his lips with hers. Pein's hands reached for the hem of Konan's shirt and tugged it upwards. The blue haired woman smirked, 'not so fast' she thought. She unbuttoned one of the buttons of Pein's dress shirt, then another and another…kissing every exposed part. Lower…lower…to his pants –
"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP"
Konan got off Pein almost laughing at his expression. Dazed morphed to pissed. Instead she re-buttoned all his buttons and stood behind his chair.
"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP"
"Aren't you going to answer that?" Konan teased as she ran her tongue around one of Pein's earrings.
The answering machine was promptly tossed aside.
Sakura sighed, she has been loitering around the mall for –she glanced at her phone- three hours already, occasionally coming back to the meeting place in hope for her client to show up. Hidan surprisingly didn't come with her when she left saying that he had to go to some place and although he didn't like leaving her, he was pretty sure she can take care of herself, but just to be sure, he placed his number on speed dial on her phone.
The pinkette groaned, "How the hell am I supposed to face kaa-chan with this?" Currently she was in the department store section of the mall, boutiques and shoe salons were in rows as she passed by.
Her beryl eyes caught something by the window of a boutique. It was an evening silk gown, scarlet and off-shoulders. It was simple yet elegant. It reached the floor and sequins and baby pearl beads littered the waist part and the lower part.
Although Sakura wasn't by any means superficial or shallow, she couldn't help but admire and wonder when she'll be able to wear does kind of stuff. After all she's just a girl, she's bound to like some of those dresses…Sakura shook of those thoughts and continued walking, not noticing a pair of dark eyes following her moves.
The pinkette proceeded to a bookstore to find a credible book to read, one that she could afford hopefully. The book shop was called "The Tavern" and it was weird like that. It looked quite out-of-place in the mall with its washed out paint and name written in old English calligraphy.
"Eh, beats me, as long as they have books" Sakura muttered.
Bells jingled as she pushed open the door, the cashier or rather the owner of the shop looked up from her book and nodded at Sakura out of politeness. Sakura nodded back and proceeded to venture deeper into the shop.
Neji calmly reached for a book and read its title. The hard bound book felt heavy in his hands as he calmly began to browse it. He clucked his tongue at the roof of his mouth and placed it back to the shelf. Although he was supposed to be at home, preparing for the gathering he was here, looking for a book to satiate his curiosity and hunger for knowledge. He was at the Philosophy section of the shop, looking at books that may interest him.
The Hyuuga's ears twitched when he heard somebody whistling. Neji peeked out of the aisle he was in and tried to look for the person whistling. Although the bookstore was located in the popular part of the mall, it wasn't visited by many. Well, with all the signature dress stores and expensive restaurants around the vicinity, who would visit a rundown bookstore instead?
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