Does anyone else hate Christmas and birthdays as much as I do? Ugh.
As always,
Enjoy!
~Kyvena
::9::
Yeah, things didn't go as Madara had planned. Go figure. Still a single man and father, he sat in one of the many bars that his clan owned with his head leaned back and his eyes were sealed shut out of annoyance. Too many people were talking and it was seriously ruining his train of thoughts.
The morning he had woken up with the pinkette, he had asked her to be his again... but she had the NERVE to refuse his offer. Women all over would KILL to date him, yet, still... she had refused him. Her heart was now TIGHTLY closed off to love and she rejected anyone who proclaimed their love to her, hoping to make the pinkette theirs. It never went anyone's way.
Foolish.
His extremely busy schedule now kept him basically all day and he now barely had any time at all to spend time with the pinkette OR his daughter. He just so happened to have a bit of free time right now to fume over matters. Good to know. He didn't know what was happening anymore. Now twenty-three years of age, he scowled as he thought. Well, he must have taken a lesson out of Sakura's "How To Look When You Are Thinking" handbook.
Snapping his sparkling onyx orbs open, Madara released an angered roar, "WILL ALL OF YOU FOOLS CEASE SPEAKING SO THAT I MIGHT BE ABLE TO ACTUALLY HEAR MY OWN THOUGHTS!?" Well, that wasn't rude at all. Everyone huffed, yet took their voices down a good couple notches.
Now that he thought of Sakura more, his brows furrowed further. He had even gone to her work multiple times just to speak to her, yet she would just claim that she was too busy to speak. In other words, she was too busy texting her new female best friend from the Hyuga clan. The Hyuga Princess, Hinata. Sure, she was beautiful, but he noticed that she had quite the stalker side to her with the way she hid when she creepily followed Naruto.
Slamming his fists down on the table he sat at, Itachi then glanced at his leader, "Hey, Madara? You all good?" Madara released a gentle groan, but nodded his head, "I do suppose I am fine." Itachi then noticed Madara's appearance. He wore his hair in a high ponytail frequently now and didn't hide the fact that he wore glasses any longer due to the fact that he wore them now.
Itachi then chuckled softly, "I have to go give Sasuke lunch, so I'll be heading to Silhouette... wanna tag along? Luna is HUGE now and she is only a year old! Man, if she didn't know me, I would be dead from how protective she is." Shifting his orbs to the officer that now spoke to him, he then sighed, "No, that is quite all right. I am rather busy." Professional lying right there folks.
The high ranking officer then shrugged and stood up to leave, only to hear his leader take his glasses off and groan softly, "Should you need me to come along, I would not mind getting out of this damned bar for a while." He knew his leader had been curious. Chuckling at his leader, Itachi then looked at his watch, "I'm going to go to that new ramen shop to get Sasuke and Sakura something to eat."
Placing his glasses back on, the moody male then grabbed his keys and didn't even bother pulling his skin tight black v-neck shirt down that could be classified as his own skin, making all females stare hungrily at how his low rising dark wash jeans revealed two inches of his skin.
Easy prey...
Slinging their legs over the motorcycles they possessed, the two kicked their stands up and began to ride. Coming to a stop light, the two Uchiha's were instantly eyeballed like candy. However... most stared at Madara due to his new hair style and consistency of wearing his glasses. He actually found that when he wore his glasses, he never had ANY issues concerning his eyes. They were about as sensitive as Sakura's skin... ah, the irony.
Within Silhouette, Sakura's phone pinged and she checked her text, only for her to smile softly at the fact that Itachi had taken a picture of him and Madara with the text 'We got you and Sasuke lunch!' Staring at Madara for a moment, she slowly ran her hand over his regal face, only to lightly shake her head and hastily save the photo. As usual, she laid on the granite counter staring up at her phone.
Today was Sasuke's turn to be behind the counter, so she turned her head to him, "Bro, big brother and Madara are on their way to bring us lunch. I'll be in the garage until they leave..." HONESTLY!? Sasuke's brows furrowed, "Oh HELL no, sis! You own this shop, so STOP hiding like a scared child!"
Shocking.
Huffing, the pinkette then sat up and the shop bell rang as the door opened, only for her long locks to flutter in Sasuke's face, causing him to bat at the long locks that now assaulted his face comically. Obito gave a smile to Itachi and his leader as they walked in, "Hey guys, you here to bring Sasuke and sis lunch? You know there ARE two more of us here!" Oh yeah... whoops.
Madara merely shrugged and ran a single hand through his long bangs that were left down. The three girls that Nagato had been helping instantly snapped their heads to stare at the gorgeous eye candy the moment he entered through the door - basically drooling. This was one of the reasons the pinkette didn't like Madara coming into Silhouette. Any ongoing business transactions they had going on were swiftly interrupted just by his looks.
Itachi walked forward and handed his little sister the food before kissing her diamond baring forehead. Stepping back, Itachi rapidly blinked, "Sis?" Tilting her head like a confused puppy, she then gave the easy reply of, "Hm?" Blinking almost rapidly, he then poked at where her bullet wound had been, "When did you get a new tattoo?"
Giggling cutely, which caught Madara's attention rather quickly, she then replied, "Ah, I got it a few days ago thanks to uncle Minato. I activated my Sharingan for him and he sketched the design. Once he was done, I got it tattooed. I then asked Naori what my eye doner's name was and she drew it so beautifully that I got it tattooed so that it mixed with the pattern. I wanted to honor Madara and Izuna's sister..."
Within the cherry blossom pattern laid the name "Izara". Madara then walked forward and brought up a single finger too trace the name with a heart that slowly broke. The pinkette's breath sharply hitched within her throat as he gently traced that name over and over, making him tilt his head down and wrap his bulky arms around her to lean forward... only to press his head to her chest miserably.
Well this was awkward, yet understandable that it hurt his heart to see...
Shakily, she heard his voice whisper out, "T-Thank you Sakura..." Oh, fuck... he just made this HARD. A jingling of tags was then heard by all, along with a rather loud and threatening bark that this man was TOO DAMN CLOSE to her mommy. Taking a deep breath, Madara then leaned back and looked in disbelief at how MASSIVE this pup was and she was STILL growing.
Folding his arms across his chest, Madara then narrowed his orbs at the fluffy white MASSIVE pup before speaking in a stoic tone, "Luna, cease your barking this instant." Luna's head then jolted up and tilted to the side while her crystal blue orbs stared at this muscular male in front of her. Padding up to the moody male, Luna then jumped on Madara's chest to push him to the ground so that she could lick his face endlessly.
"ACK," Madara flailed and attempted to push the pup off of him, but to no avail. Sakura and Sasuke were now eating and enjoying the show. It was nice for Sasuke to NOT see Madara in a pissed off mood for change. Sakura ate as much as she could with him around as Madara was still being tortured on the ground as she called out, "Big brother, I'm full. You can have the rest."
Smiling, he then walked over to see that his little sister had BARELY even touched the food that had been brought to her, making him fold his arms, "Sakura... eat..." his scolding tone rolled out, making her shrink back as he huffed and picked the utensils up to roll some of the noodles within the chopsticks before shoving it into her mouth the moment she opened it to protest.
Grumbling inaudible words as she chewed, Obito lifted his eyebrow - clearly amused at her at this point in time while speaking, "Chew before speaking." The pinkette gave one hell of a scowl towards her big brother as she slowly chewed. Obito was already to force more food into her mouth the moment she swallowed and pursed her lips.
Bratty little sister...
"Sasuke," was all Obito had to say to make him reach over with his right hand to hold her nose so that she could not breath while eating with his left. Madara watched all of this curiously while stroking Luna's silky fluffy fur, noticing that she was barely eating while being within in his presence. Was he honestly the reason she was refusing to eat...?
Finally sick of this, the pinkette slapped the food Obito now held out of his hands before shooting a glare towards Sasuke and slamming her eyes shut while yelling, "I TOLD YOU THAT I DIDN'T WANT TO BE IN HERE WHEN HE WAS HERE, BUT YOU NEVER LISTEN!" Slamming her emerald orbs shut, the pinkette turned swiftly before rushing out abruptly.
Sasuke then swore under his breath as he chased after Sakura. Quickly catching up, the Uchiha male skidded in front of her and snatched her up within his strong hold, making her cry out within the form of a whimper, " I TOLD YOU, DIDN'T I!?" Frowning, Sasuke began to stroke the pinkette's silk based locks, "Yes, you did tell me. Please forgive me, sis..."
Tilting her head on his collarbone and wrapping her arms around his neck, she then nodded, "I forgive you, bro..." Nagato then walked in while running a single hand through his bright red locks, "Sis...?" Wiping her eyes, she looked at the almost distressed Uzumaki male, making her slightly tilt her head in a confused manner, "Big brother?"
Nagato then gave a heavy sigh as he approached, "Madara hasn't left, but... he took my three customers and is basically milking them of all of their money. What would you like me to do?" The rock music that played within this beautifully constructed establishment effectively drowned out their voices, but all she did was hum as if pondering something long and hard.
The moment emerald orbs slowly shifted to peer in Madara's direction, she witnessed Luna standing closely to his body, as if guarding him from the three lust filled Hyuga women. Her emerald orbs stayed trained on the beautiful male and that's when it hit her like a freight train, making her gain an almost shocked facial expression that she hadn't thought of this sooner.
The three Hyuga women were ONLY speaking to Madara because of one simple reason... his looks and voice. What annoyed her was the fact that he KNEW that this was the only reason they were speaking to him as of this moment. This man had one ridiculously large ego, but for some reason, a lot of young - okay - all women were drawn to him like a magnet if left unchecked.
The low rise of his dark wash jeans that allowed a small portion of his unblemished and silky skin to be seen by all, the skin tight v-neck black t-shirt that hugged and clung to each and every muscle perfectly, his mass and lush forest of black and blue thorns that were held within a high ponytail, and the glasses he now wore upon his noble featured face no doubt made him more enticing to the eye of each and every lady.
Not to mention his seductive voice would have all women buying something... even if they did not own a motorcycle...
DAMN UCHIHA MEN!
Ripping her gaze away from the brute of a man, the pinkette hummed softly. 'If Madara worked in my shop... I'd be getting customers non-stop just because of the fact that they would WANT to see him and hear his voice...' she thought deeply before clapping her hands together and snapping her emerald based gaze towards Sasuke, "Bro, I want you to go and ask Madara if he wants to work in my shop when he has the time."
Sasuke got the gist of what she had meant and nodded. Sakura knew that the clan had been extremely busy as of late, so she wouldn't drag him away from his "work" if it couldn't be helped. Walking back out into the lobby and hopping back up onto the counter, Sakura then leaned her back against the granite counter as she began to silently ponder everything.
Once Sasuke reached the three Hyuga women, he fanned them away and began to speak once they had left while grumbling, "Madara, Sakura is offering you a job within Silhouette so that you can get some time away from the clan. What do you say?" Madara immediately grasped his chin and began to hum softly, thinking over the offer until Luna whined softly and rubbed her fluffy head against his leg.
Smirking was all he could do as he nodded, "Very well, Sasuke, I shall work Tuesday's, Thursday's, and Saturday's. Go and inform Izuna that he will need to take over anything clan related on those days until six at night," he exclaimed in an almost bored tone. It was Tuesday after all, so Sasuke now had the day off.
Nagato now sat behind the counter due to knowing that Sasuke would be leaving for the day, but his attention was stuck on the mass amounts of pastel pink locks that now cascaded into his work space. Huffing softly, the redhead began to flick all of the pinkette's long locks away, making her giggle as she laid against the counter before exclaiming, "Sorry big brother. Say? Do you think I should cut my hair?"
Gaining a completely horrified facial expression while the two Uchiha's spoke, he then abruptly shook his head while yelling, "NO, SIS!" The two Uchiha's that had been speaking lazily glanced over to the two, but shrugged the moment the pinkette rolled onto her stomach to face him, "Oh, is that so? How come?"
DAMN UCHIHA WOMEN!
Grumbling softly now, he then blew his bangs up, "Yeah, I don't feel like pissing Madara off. However, it is your hair. If you wish to cut it, then cut it." Sakura had never thought about it that way. She was always so busy trying to make everyone around her happy that she had never really thought about what SHE had wanted.
Walking to the pink haired sister he had, Sasuke then poked her side, "Madara has agreed to work Tuesday's, Thursday's, and Saturday's. So, I am going to head out to tell Izuna of his new role," Sasuke chuckled softly as she nodded towards him and took his hand within both of her own, "Please be safe on your way home." Sasuke rolled his eyes teasingly, yet nodded, "Yeah, yeah, sure. Nagato, take over the counter."
Nagato was still in the process of getting all of Sakura's hair out of the way before groaning, "How do you work the counter with all of her hair invading your space!?" Sasuke snickered softly at this comment before saying everything with honesty, "To be honest, I'm so used to her hair being all over my work space that I just got in the habit of playing with it while working." That did not sound like a bad option.
Rolling back onto her back so that she could stare at the ceiling, Sakura then felt Nagato twirling a few strands of her hair between his fingers as he opened up the schedule for today and groaned softly, making the pinkette look back at him before speaking, "What's wrong big broth-" Squeaking was all that could be heard as three sets of hands roughly pushed the lazy pinkette off of the counter.
Once Sakura fell, she then smashed into - for today - Nagato's work space. A pained expression crossed her face as she felt her ribs smash into the keyboard. Hitting the ground roughly and slightly coughing, one of the Hyuga girls then smirked, "Looks like you've learned your lesson, bitch. Even if you are brilliant with our motorcycles, you are STILL an Uchiha!"
Welp, she couldn't deny that one.
Luna's head immediately snapped to the side and darted in front of the three girls. Her hackles raising angrily, the massive pup lowered her head and began to release a threatening growl and the girls began to back away... knowing far too well that Luna was vicious when provoked. The large, yet fluffy, white pup began to snarl and bark furiously at the girls - making all of their eyes widen.
Madara rushed to the pinkette and gently helped her to sit up, only to see a disgusting bruise on her ribcage. Huffing, he then turned his head, "An Uchiha, yes she is. However... all three of you were flirting with an Uchiha." All of them began to blush massively at the tone of Madara's seductive voice whenever Nagato finally fanned through her schedule, only to sweat drop, "Oh no."
The bell to the shop jingled happily as the culprit entered and the Uzumaki and unknown person began to glare at one another immediately. Slowly, Madara helped the pinkette to stand and her eyes instantly began to sparkle, "NEJI!" Forgetting about the pain, Sakura rushed around the desk and jumped into his arms, making him chuckle.
Obito leaned on the counter and sighed heavily while mumbling extremely softly, "I really don't like that man..." Nagato heard this and nodded in agreement, "Same." Luna then departed from threatening the three girls and got on her hind legs to push Neji down to the ground before the licking commenced as he laughed out, "Hello Luna!"
Successfully pressing the massive pup's face away, he then snickered until noticing the large black and blue bruise held on the pinkette's side where her family tree tattoo was. Gaining a worried look, he then frowned, "Sakura, what happened? That's such an ugly bruise." Sakura pursed her lips, yet Luna ALWAYS told on her as her head snapped towards the three girls and began to release a low growl once again.
Looking towards three of his female clan members, he then scowled, "Did you harm Sakura after I told you there is to be NO violence within her shop!?" The three girls began to fumble around with their wording until Madara folded his arms and spoke plainly, "Yes. They assaulted Sakura and she was merely speaking to Nagato at the time. Also, she had done nothing to provoke them. She is an Uchiha... so I expect this to be settled... Neji."
Another ringing of the shop's bells were then heard only to see a flash of blonde hair making a straight line towards the pinkette before lifting her into his arms, "SIS! YOU NEVER COME AND SEE ME ANYMORE!" All sweat dropped at this, yet Nagato chuckled, "Naruto, leave sis alone. She is at work."
Dummies.
Looking down at the schedule, the redhead instantly sweat dropped, "Uh... sis...? You accidentally made two appointments at the same time." Sakura immediately slammed her open palm into her forehead, "Ah, shit. This means double time." Suddenly freezing, she began to blink rapidly, "Yet, maybe not... BOTH OF YOU TAKE YOUR MOTORCYCLES INTO THE GARAGE!"
Naruto and Neji immediately straightened up like soldiers and nodded while speaking the same line at the same time, "Y-Yes ma'am!" Good lord. Well, to be frankly honest, they just did not want to be hit by her strong little fists she owned. Just as they exited, the pinkette dreaded doing this... but she snatched Madara's high ponytail in the process and began to drag his body along with her own.
"OW, OW, OW! SAKURA, LET ME GO," Madara painfully yelped until they reached her garage and she swiftly gave Obito instructions to give Naruto and Neji receipts with the correct percentage off before FINALLY releasing the moody male. She hated this... she REALLY did dread this, but no longer had a choice in the matter due to the fact that he was the only one working that knew how to effectively work on motorcycles.
Huffing as she closed the door and locked it, her eyes would not make contact with his onyx jewels. Childish much? Feeling her body being rammed into the wall behind her with no way of escape, there he was... right in her face. Hands now slightly trembling, the pinkette swallowed harshly as her heart slammed against her chest cavity. At this point, she was sure that she was one stop from having a heart attack.
Madara was slightly amused at this. It was almost like day one all over again. One thing was different though. She put her defenses up tightly because she did NOT want to fall in love again. In his eyes, the state she was in now just made her one BORING partners. He knew what ran through her mind far too easily. She figured she would NEVER be good enough for anyone else to hold the key to her heart.
He knew far too well that she had now lost that beautiful raging fire that her soul held... it had been doused far too many times for her to act as she did when he had first met her. He had to harden his heart at that moment as he slowly allowed both of his hands to fall to his side before speaking, "What must be done?"
Taken back, emerald orbs rapidly blinked towards him. She noticed it though... it was subtle, but she could see the pain he carried on his shoulders of losing her. Chuckling was all she could do, "We both could NEVER say yes to the right guy or girl, could we?" All he could remember was what she had said to him, "I don't know about that. I don't regret my time spent with you at all."
This made the the pinkette's eyes widen immensely due to the fact that he had remembered what she had said to him roughly a year ago. Sighing heavily, she then shook her head back and forth slightly with a smile, "Go figure you would steal my words. Any way, I need you to get both of these orders done in time. Can you help... please?"
Smirking at the pinkette, he then folded his arms, "You forget as to who I am, Sakura Uchiha." Sakura gave a soft chuckle, a sound that projected in a saddened and unsure tone, "Of course, you are Madara... Madara Uchiha. The leader of the Uchiha clan and gang. Also the head of the prestigious Uchiha Enterprise - which is CURRENTLY losing to Silhouette in marketing for motorcycles."
This made Madara gain a rather dry facial expression. Really now? She just HAD to bring that up!? It was no secret that majority of the Uchiha's were NOT happy in the slightest that they were not receiving as much money as they were used to. Sakura couldn't give two fucks if the Uchiha's were not happy, because she was. Apparently, the pinkette had forgotten how her parents had met their demise.
It had now been a month since he had begun to work at Silhouette and was now within the gathering hall. He stood in front of MANY unhappy Uchiha's with folded arms as many continued bringing up at how Silhouette was now receiving more money than Uchiha Enterprise and just like the Haruno Enterprise, the owner should be eliminated.
"No," was all Madara blandly exclaimed while pushing his glasses on the bridge of his nose. All began to yell at their leader as Izuna finally scowled deeply and snarled out, "SILENCE YOUR TONGUES! YOU HAVE HAD THE CHANCE TO MAKE IT KNOWN AS TO WHAT YOUR FRUSTRATIONS ARE! NOW ALLOW THE LEADER TO SPEAK!"
Using a single hand to push through his high ponytail, Madara gifted all with a heavy sigh as he spoke, "You all are aware that an UCHIHA runs Silhouette, correct...?" Many random Uchiha's scoffed, "You haven't had any problems executing us before. Why the change of heart, Lord Madara!?"
This shocked the hell out of him. It was true... he hadn't ever blinked twice when he had executed any full blooded Uchiha's before, but he was having a hard time bringing any harm to the precious pinkette. Lowering his head and sinking a single canine into his lower lip so that blood began to roll down his chin, Izuna quickly smacked the back of his big brother's hand, shocking him to wipe his chin clean.
"I will consider all of your arguments... dismissed," The emotional wreck of a man spoke out shakily, yet still held that commanding tone for obedience. Once all had left, Izuna then snapped towards his big brother, "Big brother, you aren't ACTUALLY considering eliminating Sakura, are you!?"
"I suppose you will have to find that one out on your own," Madara smirked as he began to walk away with a raised hand as if saying farewell before pausing and speaking out, "I do apologize Izuna, but I have work tomorrow." This left the long haired raven completely conflicted. He knew that if Madara ordered an attack on Sakura that Obito, Itachi, Sasuke, Izumi, Shisui, and himself would all rebel.
The next morning came all too quickly as he released a heavy groan and rolled out of bed to land on the ground with his face being the oh-so gracious pillow to brace his fall. His door suddenly slammed open and the, now, eleven year old Aina rushed in and jumped on her father, "DADDY! WAKE UP!" Hearing his back crack, the moody male then sat up and his long locks fell over his shoulders.
Aina frowned heavily at how exhausted her father looked, making him lift an eyebrow at her worried facial expression, "What happens to be troubling you?" Aina then sweat dropped heavily, "Would it kill you to sound normal, daddy? MOST people would just say "what's wrong" but oh no, not you!" Madara gained a look of complete and utter disbelief, allowing for his mouth to slightly gape.
Priceless.
The mornings he spent with his daughter were precious to him as she babbled on and on about random topics while Madara would make extremely vague replies. Tilting his head towards the clock on the wall, the leader of the Uchiha clan sighed softly, making Aina frown, "Time for you to get dressed and go...?"
Frowning, he gave a simple nod before standing and hearing something that made him freeze, "Daddy...? When is mommy coming back home...?" He didn't know how to answer that, so he didn't. In his room now, Madara yanked up those low rising dark wash jeans - but these held ripped knees that appeared fashionable.
Fishing through his shirt drawer, he slightly sweat dropped at how majority of his shirts were BLACK. Walking to his closet, he then found something that would melt the pinkette's heart for sure. Pulling out a v-neck black undershirt, he swiftly pulled it on before buttoning up a black and silver plaid shirt.
He still looked extremely young, so the leader of the Uchiha then rolled the sleeves up to his elbows and sat down to yank his riding boots on before standing and walking to his bathroom. Running a brush through his unruly black and blue locks, he then flipped his hair over and tied his long locks up into a high ponytail. Grabbing his glasses, he wondered how he had dressed without them and slid them on.
Walking down the stairs, Aina squealed, "DADDY, YOU LOOK SO HANDSOME!" Madara chuckled softly and thanked his daughter as he exited his home and kicked the kickstand up as he inserted his key into his bike, turning his head towards his daughter, allowing his high ponytail and bangs to sway as he looked at her with a softened face, "I love you, Aina." Smiling at her father, the young girl waved softly, "Be safe daddy!"
Snapping his head forward, he then took off... making Aina's hand to sadly drop as she looked at the ground. Already knowing the maid would call her back inside, she entered the home and closed the door softly. Sighing heavily, Aina headed straight for her lessons and sat down while placing her cheek in her propped up palm, now sounding exactly like her father as she spoke softly, "This is such a bore..."
Sakura wore a black with emerald stripes tube top and a matching pair of sweats that were rolled up to her knees. She now owned so many matching athletic running shoes to match all of her outfits that it was ridiculous - considering her shoes matched her outfit.
The difference for today... was the fact that she left her hair down due to running late. Unlocking the shop's doors with full hands was NOT working whatsoever considering she carried a box of black form fitting shirts with the shop's logo on the back. The shirts turned out beautifully and she was so happy that she had labeled the tags as to who the shirt would belong to.
Hearing a deep chuckle at this display, the pinkette turned bright red as her keys were taken from her and the shop was open. Madara held the door open for Sakura and she walked in with ease before dropping the box with a contempt sigh. Opening her emerald orbs, her face instantly turned bright red due to how Madara was dressed.
Snicker, snicker...
Humming softly, Sakura then walked forward and checked under his shirt and nodded that he was wearing an undershirt, only to unbutton the shirt and take it off of his muscular form. Sakura chuckled the moment she was given a puzzled expression, only for her to speak, "I like you better in just a t-shirt."
Hearing Obito and Nagato clear their throats just about made the pinkette jump out of her skin as Obito rolled his eyes, "You done playing lovers, sis?" Rolling her eyes, she then walked to the box, "All of you, take your shirts off." She was SO used to Obito wearing a nice button-up shirt that was always rolled up to his elbows that it would be slightly weird to see him in ONLY a t-shirt.
All of their faces turned bright red and the pinkette rolled her eyes as she tossed Obito, Nagato, and Madara their new shirts. Sakura then walked behind the counter and pretended that she was on her phone as she discreetly stared at Madara as he pulled his undershirt off. God he was STILL gorgeous.
All of their shirts fit perfectly, yet had accidentally given Madara Sasuke's shirt, making her burst into laughter before tossing him the last remaining shirt that was one size too small, as perusuall. He LIKED showing his nothing less than perfect skin. In a sense, Sakura loved how self-confident he was.
Perfect Uchiha's.
Madara grinned the moment he wore the v-neck shirt that she had made for Silhouette. He was more than highly amused that she had remembered his size perfectly. When all claimed that they were done, she walked out and clapped her hands, "You guys look PERFECT!" Of course the Uchiha's looked perfect...
Clapping her hands together and about to tell everyone it was time for work, Obito cleared his throat and pointed outside of the shop with a massive blush staining his face. Blinking rapidly, Sakura turned to see MANY girls basically drooling over the gang members that had just changed right in front of their eyes. Oh lord, thank you.
"Madara, it is your turn to work the counter. Obito and Nagato, you guys get the floor," the pinkette chimed happily as she walked to the open sign and flipped it over, only for many females to run into her shop. Madara snickered as he sat behind the counter and most females that had come inside looked all too disappointed at this fact.
Sakura hopped onto the counter and laid her back against the cold granite, not minding too much due to it almost being summer time. She had, had to stay up extremely late last night, so she didn't pull her phone out. It was sooner than later that she was asleep. Now something was having men rushing inside.
Madara shifted his eye to the sleeping pinkette only to now notice as to WHY so many men were rushing into the shop. Her tube top had slipped down to show more than the shop had to offer. He couldn't do it though. Clearing his throat, Madara then glanced towards Obito, whom looked in his sister's direction... only to gain a look that screamed 'OH SHIT'
Clearing his throat, he shifted his eyes towards Madara, "Dude! Fix sis's top! I'm NOT going to touch her boobs, but you already HAVE!" Sweat dropping at this, Madara then stood and pulled the pink haired little lady's attire back into place so that she was not giving a free peep-show.
Such a shame.
It was almost lunch time when Sakura finally woke up. Her top had to be pulled back up a grand total of fifteen more times though. Madara was completely flustered because of this. Turning her head innocently towards him, she witnessed the massive blush assaulting his face and giggled, "Madara, why are you so red!?"
Now gaining a dry look, he released a soft huff, "Well, we have had MANY customers thanks to your BREASTS!" Sakura turned bright red. It was like a christmas tree had JUST been plugged in with how sudden it had been. Madara then pointed a finger at her, "YOU ARE SO DAMN CARE-FREE! WE WORK OUR ASSES OFF WHILE YOU SLEEP AND SHOW YOUR TITS TO EVERYONE!"
Come and buy Sakura's new novel of Fifty Shades Of RED. Jumping off of the counter, she swiftly rushed behind Madara and placed her hands on his shoulders, "I-I'm sorry! Please forgive me!" How and the hell could he stay angry after that? Releasing a rather loud sigh, the moody male blew his bangs out of the way and grasped the undershirt he had been wearing before pulling it over her small, but muscular, frame.
Obito then glanced at his watch, "Madara, Sakura, you guys go ahead and take your lunch break." Madara stood with all of the grace held within this world and held his hand out to the pinkette, "Come, let us go and eat." Blinking rapidly at his hand, Sakura then gave one precious smile and placed her hand within his, "Okay!"
Matchmaker round three... ding, ding, ding...
The two walked out of the shop and Madara began to lead the pinkette with graceful strides, making her gaze at him for the longest time. All this did was make him smirk at the fact that he was well aware that Sakura had been staring at him. Puffing her cheeks out cutely, Madara finally laughed... and hell froze over at the same time.
Walking into a casual diner, Madara sat down and watched as she then motioned for him to move over. Scooching over a bit with curious eyes, he then became red once the pinkette sat beside him and wrapped her arms around his single bulky arm. Smiling softly at this, Madara leaned his head down and pressed his lips to the crown of her head.
Just as Sakura was about to ask what that was even about, a waiter came by the table and the two ordered their lunch. His arm was warm and like a firm pillow. Their orders were brought out and set down, yet Madara noticed that she was not touching her food at all. The waiter then chuckled, "Um, sir? Your girlfriend has fallen asleep."
How embarrassing...
Nodding his head, the waiter was effectively shooed off and the pinkette was then gently shaken awake. Popping blood shot emerald orbs awake, she then groaned, "Please tell me that I did NOT fall asleep in a restaurant!" This had the moody male become not so moody as he snickered, "I am afraid so."
Releasing his arm, he then frowned slightly at the loss of warmth and glanced at her actually eating while within his presence. Noticing a bit of food lingering on her lips, he then dryly spoke out, "Sakura..." Looking towards the unreadable male, she tilted her head as a response - along with a, "Mm?" Chuckling at her, Madara then leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, running his tongue across her lips to make Sakura - well - Sakura.
Her face began to bleed red at this and she immediately pulled away, "M-Madara! We are in public!" This made him gain an all too naughty facial expression, "Ah... so we can do it in private then?" HOLY FUCK SHE HAD BEEN DEFEATED! Shying back a bit and peering her dazzling emerald orbs to the side, her face turned bright red as she gently nodded, "Y-Yeah..."
Madara was in the middle of, once again, having a storm of silent rage. Sitting within one of the many bars that the Uchiha family owned, his fingers began to drum in an agitated fashion. Once AGAIN Sakura had turned his offer DOWN. Everyone knew by now to keep their voices to a minimum as they watched this brute of a man fume.
Izumi tilted her head and walked to sit at Madara's table, making him glare. Holding her hands up in front of her and shaking them frantically, Izumi released a breath of relief once the tension had died down. Propping her elbow up and leaning her cheek into the gracious open palm, she then groaned, "Madara, seriously? It's obvious sister has a thing for you... even I can see that."
Lifting a brow and huffing, the extremely moody male folded his arms, "And tell me, Izumi, how do you know such things?" Blinking her onyx orbs at him rapidly, Izumi began to laugh, "Are you KIDDING ME!? I'm pretty sure that YOU are the only one who believes that she doesn't want you as her own."
Looking down with a slightly hurt face now, Izumi then spoke in a slight whisper, "Madara... you burned her. I don't know if she will ever get over it, but I do know that she wants you... at least in bed. As for a relationship, I'm not sure if she has even healed over Shisui's betrayal. Drunk or not, it is still going to hurt. Your best chances are going to be at the beach house. Demand that she goes with you in your TRUCK."
At this moment... Izumi was like a damned genius in Madara's eyes, "Thank you for the pep talk Izumi." Winking cutely, she then stood - but was quick to freeze, "Madara? Didn't Aina just turn twelve...? That means she is invited as well. Don't leave your daughter out of the Uchiha fun!" That was one MASSIVE headache that he did NOT need to think about right now, "I cannot until Sakura is back in my arms..."
It was the day for all Uchiha's to go to the beach house. This year, they had decided to go with no other clans. So... shop closed? Hell no. Madara was in one foul mood as he parked in front of Silhouette. Jumping out, he honed a face that would terrify the devil himself as he walked up to the shop and opened them.
Seeing a mass amount of pink hair cascading over the counter, he then witnessed a nonchalant wave of the hand as she texted on her phone, "If you need help finding something, let me know." Walking up to the pinkette, he plucked her cell out of her clutch. Chuckling softly, Sakura then sat up, "What's up Madara? Shouldn't you be heading to the Uchiha's beach house?"
Yeah, she apparently gave no fucks.
Hearing her bell to her shop ring, Madara then pressed his legs between her own, making her scowl, "Madara! Move!" Scowling, he finally blinked for his Sharingan to set into place, "You are an Uchiha too... are you not..." His tone was so low that only she could hear. Huffing, she folded her arms, "I DON'T WANT TO GO!" Wrapping a single arm around her, he then smirked, "I'm not giving you a choice."
With how intimate they had appeared, the others within the shop quickly left and the pinkette was effectively thrown over the moody male's shoulder, only making her prop her elbow up on his shoulder to rest her head in her open palm. Reaching the door, he could sense her silent fury as he wrote a note and taped it up on the window before switching the sign from open to closed.
Now out of the doors he spoke sternly, "Keys." However, those keys already dangled in front of his face, making him snicker as he locked the door and placed her keys back into her back pocket. THIS raised a LOT of alarms within her mind, "Madara, let me down so that I can drive!" Madara could only snicker more, "HELL no, we are taking my truck." - "THEN PUT MY MOTORCYCLE IN THE BED!" - "Yeah... no."
Turning his head, he then whistled and opened the back door of his truck before shouting, "LUNA, COME!" The massive dog bolted out of the back after opening the door, only to hop happily into the back. Luna looked at Madara as if he were her true "daddy" and whined softly, causing him to love on her gently with a gentle smile gracing his lips.
Walking to the drivers side, he opened the door and tossed the pinkette in before sitting down and closing the door. All he witnessed was rage, fury, and a lot of pouting. Sakura was completely PISSED. Ignoring her state of rage, he then turned his truck on and began driving. Silence was all he heard before he peered over at what she was wearing.
A black crop top with the Silhouette shop design on the back dangled loosely from her frame, revealing her silky shoulders along with her smooth and muscular belly. High rising dark wash jean shorts clung tightly to her legs. He internally began to chuckle as he watched her kicking her black and red athletic running shoes off before peeling her socks off and angrily dropping them to the floor.
The Uchiha beach house was a full day drive and he watched as she quickly began to nod off, yet shook her head to stay awake. He instantly noticed that the longer he longer he drove, the harder it became for her to stay awake. Finally she fell asleep and Madara eased her head to his lap, making her curl up and tenderly take hold of his thigh.
Driving at night had ALWAYS been a problem for him, yet would never admit it as he squinted to watch the road. After some time, he found an empty lot to pull into and turned his truck off with a heavy sigh released from his mouth while tugging his shirt off of his muscular torso. Gently lifting the pinkette's head off of his lap, Madara then shifted to lie down right beside her with her face pressed into his chest.
Taking his glasses off, Madara placed them on his dashboard and wrapped his arms tightly around Sakura, only to fall asleep rather swiftly with the help of the pinkette's warm body pressed against his own. As his eyes drooped to fall into the land of dreams, one final thought phased through his mind, 'One day I will marry this woman...'
Morning rolled around and he groaned as he felt his body being shaken roughly. Cracking blurry crimson orbs open, he didn't fully wake up until he felt a rough slap across the face. Well now, that wasn't shocking at ALL. Sitting up rather abruptly while holding his stinging cheek, he then saw a blurry form covering her nude chest.
Pulling his glasses back onto his face, he then blushed furiously, "Sorry Sakura. When I want extra warmth, I do it while asleep." Huffing, she then shook her head, "Oh, whatever... where are we anyway?" His face then began to bleed red and was about to speak until she did, "You can't see well at night... can you...? So you pulled over for our safety..."
DAMN HER!
Lowering his head, he nodded and he heard her chipper laughter as she pulled her tube top and crop top back on. Starting his truck, he began to drive again. They had half a day left and it did NOT take long for her to fall asleep again, only for Madara to pull her head back onto his lap as he drove.
Finally pulling into the beach house, Madara hadn't felt this happy in a long time due to having her so close the entire drive down. He already had a bag full of clothing for her, so he didn't need to worry about that. What he needed to worry about was the fact that they were going to be under attack soon. With her dressed the way she was, it was bound to have Izuna and the forgiven Shisui in a frenzy, so, he would simply have to fix that.
Reaching into his backseat, he found a clean v-neck Uchiha branded t-shirt and pulled it over her sleeping form, causing her to snuggle closer. Tilting his head slightly, he had to wonder as to why she did. Hearing Izuna chuckle softly, Madara turned his head towards his younger brother - whom also never took his glasses off anymore unless he slept, "She loves the way you smell, big brother."
She loved... the way he... smelled?
Laughing at his older brother's confused face, he then gave a proper greeting, "Welcome one day late, big brother. Did Sakura give you that much trouble?" Izuna questioned curiously. If another person were to know about his eyes, it might as well be Izuna, "No, I had to pull over because I have trouble seeing at night." Izuna was quick to release a heavy breath, "Oh good, I'm not the only one..."
Madara gently shook the pinkette that snuggled his leg, causing her to sit up and rub her eyes adorably. Turning to Izuna, Madara gifted him with a rare smile, "She's been sleeping in my car this whole time. Before she comes under ambush, I would like for her to get a full night's rest within a bed." The long haired raven merely nodded, "Good call, I will distract people as long as I can."
Izuna failed miserably...
The moment that pink hair came into everyone's vision, she was instantly swarmed. Saying that Sakura was pissed was the understatement of the century, considering she then yelled, "I WANT SLEEP! BACK OFF!" Tajima then clapped his hands together once and effectively dispersed the crowd.
Looking at the adorable pinkette, Tajima then whispered, "Sorry about this." Rushing to Sakura, Tajima then picked the exhausted female up into a hug that scared the life out of her. Sakura gave a sleepy hug back before she was then lifted bridal style and handed to Madara, only to be warned, "One more fuck up... son... and I will kill you myself..."
Well, that wasn't scary as hell to hear at ALL. Giving a gentle nod, his little brother then placed both of their bags on his shoulders before he made his way into the summer home. Entering his room, Madara placed the pinkette on his bed and she groaned. It was WAY too fucking hot to be wearing two shirts.
Madara turned and walked to his door, locking it from anyone who dared to try to enter. Just as he turned back, Madara's face turned bright red to see Sakura had shed both shirts, her bra and her shorts. Shaking all inappropriate thoughts from his head, he then made his way towards his bed before removing his shirt and pants, only to place a pair of light low rising sweat pants on.
Luna laid on the ground, only allowing her head to pop up the moment she heard the groan and the locking of the door. The moment her "daddy" began to undress, her head tilted to the side in a confused matter. Seeing this, Madara chuckled and leaned over to stroke Luna's fur before erecting his body to do what he had initially intended to do.
Easing his tired body back on his bed, Sakura quickly rolled onto his chest within her state of slumber while holding the back of his neck sweetly as if the two were married or at least madly in love. Her hand then slid away from his neck to begin stroking at his long mane tenderly.
The moment that the pinkette began to lightly stroke at his long and unruly locks that were currently bound within a high ponytail, Madara's sparkling orbs began to droop. Before he could fall asleep, he snatched his glasses off of his face and placed them on his nightstand so that sleep could overcome his exhausted body.
Once morning rolled around at the Uchiha summer home, Sakura woke up to see that she had been sleeping on Madara. The pinkette SUPPOSED that she didn't mind... this time... that he was with her. She watched as his onyx orbs began to flutter open and smiled softly, "Morning Madara."
Stretching all of his muscles and joints, the Uchiha male chuckled softly, "You know, it is all your fault that I am now waking up so early." Sakura chuckled softly until she heard the door attempting to open, along with an extremely loud huff, "DADDY, WAKE UP!" The young voice jingled out, making Sakura's eyes widen in distress, "A-Aina..."
Luna began to growl and bark angrily at the child that was now disturbing a loving moment between her "mommy" and "daddy". Noticing the hostility held within the pup's tone, Madara narrowed his onyx orbs, "Luna, that will be QUITE enough! CEASE YOUR BARKING!" Luna heard the angered tone that Madara was producing, making her ears flatten against her skull while releasing a whimper.
Oh HELL nah!
Sakura instantly scowled at this and slapped Madara upside the skull while furiously yelling, "DON'T YELL AT LUNA!" Standing abruptly, she found a bag filled with her clothing and placed the red bathing suit that Madara had bought for her when she was eighteen. Pulling out a pair of jean shorts, she pulled them over the bottoms of her bathing suit.
Leaving her hair down, emerald orbs basically pierced onyx orbs in silent fury before snapping around and calling out, "Come on Luna!" Luna quickly stood and followed as her "mommy" made her angered exit. Aina watched Sakura exit with widened eyes and quickly ran into her father's room, "DADDY, WAS THAT MOMMY!?"
Madara was silent... How could he not be? Sakura was someone who infatuated him, angered him, adored him, hated him, treasured him, and... loathed his very existence. Sitting up, Madara silently stared at his bed, Who had allowed that child to come to this gathering!? If the pinkette were still a doctor, he was sure that she wouldn't have ignored Aina the way she just had.
Now he knew...
As Sakura and Luna walked through the sand, she silently cursed Madara. Looking up, the pinkette began to blink rapidly before releasing a hefty sigh. Obito, Itachi, and Sasuke hadn't taken their contacts out and put their glasses on once they got hammered and no longer knew what to even do.
A voice then jolted her out of her thought, "Yo Sakura," the voice of Shisui jingled out a bit TOO happily for her as of right now. The pinkette didn't know if she could handle all of these Uchiha's anymore. Within their blood came the same trait that she now held. They were professional liars indeed...
Scowling, Sakura merely pushed by Shisui, who felt as if his blood now ran ice cold the moment she had intentionally ignored him. Turning his head towards her with a frown, the "teleporter" then got to work on waking all of those who wore glasses so that he could get them to take their contacts out.
Nearing the tattoo parlor, Sakura covered her ears as she walked inside and yelled, "TURN THIS MUSIC DOWN BEFORE I GO DEAF!" The music was, indeed, hastily turned down as the young man that had done her first tattoo ran out and smiled brightly, "Ah, Sakura!"
Yeah, it was fucking great to see him too...
Slightly nodding her head, he quickly asked her as to what she wanted inked on her skin. It was a small addition to the tattoo she had gotten for Izara. Looking towards the pale male, she then basically impatiently growled, "WELL!?" Nodding his head, he then fumbled with his words, "Y-Yeah, I can do that..."
Drawing the angel wings that would be on either side of the floral pattern, along with Izara's name, almost felt like a sin that he should not be committing. The tattoo and laser treatment together only took a total of one hour. Her dead tone then rang out as she turned and lifted a hand as a means of saying farewell, "See ya..."
Now walking along the beach with Luna close to her side, Sakura sighed and looked at the fluffy pup, "Luna, go to daddy and stay..." Luna understood as to what the pinkette had meant considering she bolted towards Madara. The pinkette just didn't know how to feel anymore.
This was one of the reasons she had wanted to stay home.
Looking out to the ocean, Sakura noticed Hime swimming about happily, yet could not bring herself to enter the salt based water. Snapping about, the dull pinkette walked towards the area Mikoto was. She knew far too well that the mother of Itachi and Sasuke was currently within the process of making breakfast for all of the drunkenly passed out Uchiha's.
Walking inside the room, Mikoto caught sight of that beautiful and long pastel pink locks rather quickly and smiled brightly, "Good morning Sakura!" Nodding her head, Sakura then approached the female Uchiha, "M-Mikoto? I can help with breakfast if you would like..." Mikoto then smiled brightly, "Oh, that would be such a big help, dear!"
Madara stared at his bed and clenched his fists tightly while Aina sat on the bed with him so that he didn't have to go through all of this pain and sadness alone. Luna then bounded into the room, making Madara's eyes slightly widen as he began to imagine the worst possible demise that the pinkette could have brought upon herself.
Standing abruptly, he hastily yelled, "LUNA! TAKE ME TO MOMMY!" Luna then sat down... completely unwilling to move due to her "mommy's" command. Gritting his teeth as tears filled his, now, crimson hues; Madara bolted from the room at a fast pace. Tripping and stumbling here and there in the attempts to get to Sakura, Madara began to curse himself over every little thing he had ever done within his life.
Why... WHY!?
His bloodthirsty orbs shifted from side to side once he made it outside, only seeing Uchiha's enjoying a breakfast that smelled glorious. His orbs then returned to their onyx coloration the moment he witnessed the pinkette bringing a couple plates of food to exhausted Uchiha's.
Tears flooded his orbs once again as they shifted back to their crimson coloration. Bolting towards Sakura, whom had just set the food down, he then scooped her up tightly within his arms and pressed the pinkette close to his chest. Hiding his face within her long bubblegum colored locks, Sakura's face instantly softened.
Raising her arms, she wrapped them around his strong neck to hold him close while hushing him tenderly, "Come now, what's got you crying Madara...?" He could only shake his head as he buried his face into her neck, allowing for his emotions to finally be set loose. A whisper finally escaped his lips that made the pinkette's orbs widen and shift to crimson as they also filled with tears that hastily made their escape down her face.
All of the Uchiha's gazed in their general direction, not knowing if they should be sad or worried at this point. Their leader of all people... was crying. They watched as he clung to this fragile appearing woman as if she were his entire world, Sakura quickly noticed this and began to lead Madara to a secluded spot for him to calm himself.
"When I told Luna to lead me to you and she wouldn't, I got a sickening feeling within the pit of my stomach. Forgive me Sakura, I do not know what overcame me," he mumbled against her throat, making her suck in a sharp breath. Now that he repeated the words for her, yeah... it sounded like one of the worst possible conclusions one can actually come to.
Izuna then walked up and adjusted his glasses while frowning slightly, "You doing okay, big brother...?" Sakura then held Madara's face closer to her neck to not allow anyone to see their leader in this condition. In their eyes... it was a sign of weakness. It was something that Sakura had never understood. How could shedding tears be a sign of weakness?
No...
Shedding tears, in her eyes, was a sign of strength. Knowing what makes you strong or weak, knowing your sadness and sorrow, knowing your joys and accomplishments. Tears were no different in her eyes... it was merely a sign that you acknowledged that pain, suffering, and sorrows within your own heart. Izuna should know that by now due to the amount of times he had used her to breakdown entirely.
Unknowingly to her, she softly chuckled as she repeated words that Madara had spoken to her long ago... "Down your sorrows with me?" - "You have sorrows?" - "But of course I do." Now that she thought about EVERYTHING Madara had said to her up until this point had taught her a lesson of some magnitude and value. Yet there was one thing that she could never overcome... All Uchiha's... were professional liars.
And at this point that would even include herself...