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If you like this story try reading the ninja version of it, find it on my profile: Secrets of Spring SOS –the first chapter is very like the first of this one, but the story does differ –just read it!
Chapter 12: His world.
Last Chapter Reminder:
She didn't disserve that kind of treatment.
"Sas…Sasuke, what are you doing?" Sakura mumbled into his shirt.
"Hn" the male grunted.
He carried the drowsy girl towards the infirmary.
Sakura stared at Sasuke through her sleepy eyes. He had saved her. When no one else would.
He was like the fairytale prince she had always waited for.
She smiled.
She could trust him.
Sakura's POV:
A pink haired girl suddenly awoke, startled once again by her constant nightmares. They plagued her every night. It would have been fine if they were normal nightmares.
Sakura would have done anything for a normal dream, but these nightmares were real. They were her past, replaying over and over again inside of her head.
A bead of sweat slid down her pale neck over her bruises.
The girl sat up slowly glancing around the room.
This unquestionably wasn't school.
She rubbed her neck trying to relax the stiffness.
Sakura yawned. Blinking she looked at what she had been laying on. It was black, silky and oh so soft.
Oh god this feels so good.
Damn straight it does. This thing must have been expensive for this type of quality.
Shit if I mess this up I can't afford to fix it.
Don't worry its fine. It's fine.
The girl stopped talking to her inner voice and stumbled off the silky heaven, she now sat herself on the floor.
Sakura grinned inwardly even the carpet was soft.
Examining the room Sakura concluded that it must belong to a male. White walls, blue curtains, metal desk, giant black T.V, black computer, metal book case, large black couch, and several expensive looking pictures on the wall.
Yep, definitely all male.
Sakura sighed.
What had she got herself into this time?
She absent-mindedly stroked the carpet in thought. There was under floor heating. Nice.
A door clicked shut.
Sakura glanced in the direction of the sound.
Her analysing was correct. This room did belong to a male.
In fact it belonged to the youngest Uchiha male to be more precise.
"Hi Sasuke" uttered Sakura. She was in a slight dream-like state.
The said boy stared down at her form silently baffled at her actions.
What was she doing?
Sakura forgetting herself and her surroundings had her head on the carpet whilst stoking it.
Evidently this was one soft carpet.
Sasuke coughed in a tone to get her attention.
Sakura's eyes widened.
She snapped back to her senses and hurriedly stood up trying to cover up her previous actions of randomness.
She laughed nervously and scratched the back of her head, great someone just had to come in and seen her stroking a carpet.
If he did think she was weird before, he definitely did now.
"…so" Sasuke really didn't know what to make of the situation.
"Your carpet is really soft" Sakura blushed madly not looking at him.
He raised an eyebrow.
So, here Sakura found herself currently in the Uchiha residence, why? Well, to her knowledge Sasuke had stated that she hadn't woke up by the time school had ended after passing out at that incident, and Sasuke had taken her home since he didn't know where she lived.
Sakura obediently followed Sasuke around several elaborate hallways.
How many bloody rooms could one house have? She was going to need a map.
"Um…Sasuke where are we going?" Sakura mumbled shyly
The male glanced backwards at her.
She was amusing.
Sasuke suddenly halted in front of a wooded door and this action caused Sakura to walk straight into his broad firm back.
She grabbed onto his shirt to steady herself.
She gasped and fumbled away from Sasuke realizing the close contact they had had between them.
Seeing a blush adorn on her cheeks he smirked.
She was cute with a blush.
"You're hungry aren't you?" This question was more of a statement. Before Sakura had time to answer he stomach replied for her with a low grumble.
She blushed again.
"…Yer… I suppose so" Sakura answered, she was embarrassed.
They hadn't waited long, the food was brought out by dozens of high class waiters, there were so many silver dishes carrying the most magnificent looking cuisine Sakura had ever seen.
This meal couldn't even start to be compared to the ones she had once seen on a chef cooking channel when she just oh so happened to past by a television shop while feeling starved to the bone a few years back.
Keeping a normal expression was certainly testing her will power.
She couldn't remember the last decent meal she had consumed. On the inside she was drooling rivers just staring at all that food.
It felt like a dream which she never wanted to be awakened from.
"Miss, would you like the chicken or the fish for the main course?"
Sakura stared down a the table, Sasuke sat to her right with a bemused smirk on his face, Sakura then glanced at the waiter who had just asked the question.
"…er…can I have…would it be alright if i…had…"
"Yes?"
…
…
"…both?"
Sasuke choked and almost sprayed his beverage over the imported satin table cloth.
The boy stared at the girl, was that suppose to be a joke?
He narrowed his eyes surveying her, it didn't look like it.
Pairs of eyes around the room passed each other fleeting looks of shock with raised eyebrows.
Oops!
Sakura laughed nervously she knew she shouldn't have asked, and now all of 20 servants and Sasuke were staring at her like she was a freak.
"…cough…of course Miss anything you would like." The waiter tried evidently to hide his shock, but the key word there was 'tried'.
All in all Sakura concluded that high class society never asked to be served both main courses…ever.
Ah…stuff them all I'm hungry.
Damn Straight, don't let those pompous bastards look down on us.
Yer! I've never seen food so good in my whole life, and I'm not about to let this chance by.
Hell yer! Let's eat!
Why? Why did she eat so much? If there was no one around to watch her she would of smacked herself.
Poor Sasuke he looked surprised, well only slightly, would one eyebrow raised be called a look of surprise.
Gah! Sakura didn't care. Right now she was full and all she wanted to do was sleep.
She absentmindedly followed Sasuke to another room just as beautiful and well designed as the others. But it was a tad bare. Nothing but doors and huge expensive looking mirrors attached to the walls.
Sakura concluded that she liked this room.
Very spacious, she felt like dancing and twirling in a long flowing dress while watching the fabric glide and swirl about her delicate figure in the mirrors.
"Sakura I will wait outside, some maids will help you pick out some sleeping clothes for you to stay in tonight"
Before she had time to answer him, he had already paced towards the door they had momentarily entered and closed it with a small click.
Did all doors click when they shut here?
That must be so annoying to live with.
Her eyes locked onto her appearance in the mirrors.
She was still pale and unkempt compared to all the luxury of her surroundings.
She sighed.
What was she doing in a place like this?
She didn't belong here.
But it's not like she belonged anywhere else. Maybe she could just stay a while.
She needed to talk to Sasuke.
After all he did save her.
Sakura smiled at the memory, he was her knight.
The only thing is…would she be able to be his princess?
Sighing, the pink haired girl warily walked towards the nearest mirror, she leaned her hand against its cool hard surface.
She stared into her own emerald eyes as if looking into to her soul, she felt alive, she felt better than she had in years…but…there was that nagging feeling still plaguing her.
It clawed at her heart like a caged animal wanting to be free.
The feeling was slowly swallowing her up inside and it scared her.
She knew she wouldn't be able to rest easily at night until she had confirmed it.
…until she had confirmed she really did murder her Father, she didn't look back that day, but what if she did? What if she had only hit him in the arm? What if he was still alive out there waiting to pounce?
At least she wouldn't have his death on her conscious any more…
…but…
…she had to confirm it; she needed to go back,
…to check,
…
…
…only one last time.
"So you're the girl Master-Sasuke brought home"
"She doesn't look like much"
Sakura startled by the sudden intrusion whipped around from her pervious position and glared at the maids who had just entered through a side door into the room.
They looked her up and down then proceeded towards her.
Sakura stepped backwards and bumped against the mirror unsure of what to do.
"So what's your size?"
Sakura looked at the brown haired maid who had just spoken.
"…er…"
The other maid huffed in impatience.
"Let's just bring her out a selection that she can try on" This time the blonde maid had spoken in a rather high pitched voice; both maids had looks that are left to be desired.
Sakura relaxed a little from her previous tense stance, she still couldn't trust anyone apart from Sasuke, and even trusting him was at a stretch.
Several minutes later the two maids ploughed into the room hauling armfuls of what seemed to be colourful silk looking material.
At a closer glance Sakura saw that the pieces of silk were actually a hefty assortment of pyjamas, which she would be wearing in the all too near future.
Quickly the maids set the clothes out on the floor in piles, Sakura watched their speedy hands set to work, she blinked she had a sneaky feeling that they have done this many times before.
"Pick a pair already"
Bossy maids, they should be nicer to guests.
Sakura inspected the silky fabrics, a deep green pair of pyjamas had caught her eyes; they had long sleeves and long trouser legs, perfect for covering all the skin.
She picked up her chosen sleep wear and waited for the maids to carry the rejects away.
Once they had left the room Sakura let out a sigh of relief, for a moment there she had thought she would have to get changed in front of them, and that would have been a disaster.
Sakura stripped herself from her uniform swiftly deserting the clothes on the floor in a heap, she had pulled on the trousers but she had yet to put on her top when something caught her eyes in the mirror.
It was a reflection.
Sakura's breath caught in her throat.
Her eyes widened.
How could she have not noticed sooner?
Why had she been so stupid?
Someone had seen her,
…they had seen her skin.
Her skin covered in bruises…
Her impure and beaten skin…
Her secret she had struggled to keep for so long, and now someone had seen.
That someone in the mirror, staring at her, at her skin, at her secret…
They had found out.
Sakura's eyes studied their unmoving form in the mirror image…
…
…it was a reflection of Sasuke.
"Sasuke, I can explain"
His eyes flicked up to hers.
"Who did this to you Sakura?" His voice was cold, and held an icy edge. Anger radiated off of him. Sakura shuddered she had never seen him this furious before.
"I…well…it was an accident" Her voice shook.
He glared at her knowingly.
She was lying to him.
"Who did this to you?" He repeated the question.
Sakura grabbed her top and swiftly covered herself up. Turning away from those penetrating eyes she picked up her school uniform and folded it up in her arms.
She turned back to him.
Her actions had given her time to think.
To think of a lie.
She glared.
"Fine! You want to know do you? Well it just so happens that I like to fight!"
"You fighting? Don't make me laugh Sakura"
"And what the hell would you know about me? Haven't you ever heard of street violence and gang fights?"
He stayed silent.
"Oh yer you wouldn't have would you? You the little pampered prince who has always got whatever he wanted, you who could not even begin to imagine what it feels like to have nothing! What the hell could you know about my life?"
Why did she always have to lie?
She wanted a new life, a new start, but now look…she was lying again.
Sakura breathed in angrily trying to catch her breath from her sudden out burst.
She shouldn't have said that.
She didn't mean to.
It was just a normal reflex.
Her defence system…
…to keep herself from breaking.
Sasuke silently turned away from the girl and walked back out the room slamming the door in her face.
What had she done?
She needed to fix this.
She didn't want to lose another friend, the only person she trusted.
Not now, not ever.
Sakura braced herself and ran out of the room after Sasuke.
She would fix this.
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