hihiiii mina! how are youuuu? now before you strangle me hehe, if you will listen to my heart-stopping story, you will understand why i've, um, not written for so long (sympathetic grin) hehe. my heart has been yearning for sasuke day and night, and now i think it's broken. the end. hehe XD well, enjoy this chappyyyy
Worry
Sakura marched out of the building with the sound of her heels clicking against the marble floor. Outside the Tokyo Saku Mall, she glanced around briefly and walked down the road absentmindedly. As if she suddenly remembered, the tinge of anger heavy on her chest welled up again. Stupid Kano. So taken away by some pretty girl…I'm not going back to the office for today. I don't feel up to working.
Multiple plots of the sidewalk were planted with flowers making the road seem lit up like a colorful Japanese lantern. Stopping at a bench on the sidewalk, Sakura sat down and stared at the speeding objects passing her on the road. The endlessly-in-motion cars bothered her for some reason and she wanted to scream.
Something in the back of her mind nagged at her and needed some attention, but Sakura shoved it aside. The wind blew her hair out of her face. It cooled her head. Standing up again, she walked in the direction of Sakura Park.
At the park, the grassy park wasn't exactly the best place for walking around in heels. Sakura nearly fell flat on her face a few times until she finally took them off and padded barefoot to her favorite spot in the park. The park was planted full of flowering trees, especially sakura blossoms as the name of the park would suggest. The air was sweet and the grass cool under her feet. It was under the Mokuren Tree where she finally breathed deeply. I'm losing my mind.
She sat down against the tree's slender trunk and admired its bountiful pink buds. Picking up a soft bud, she slipped it into her hair. Sakura watched two little kids aged between four and ten run around on the green grass flying their bright onigiri kites. They were laughing happily while their parents sat on a nearby park bench looking on proudly. It was the perfect picture of a family. I wonder if I'll have such a beautiful family… A deep blush crawled up Sakura's neck as she realized what she was thinking.
Sakura played with her hands as she pushed probing thoughts out of her mind. Looking up at the blue sky, she closed her eyes with a tired sigh and let herself drift away with reminiscences of her childhood dreams. Since a little girl, she had dreamed of marrying a (very handsome) true love. They would wed in a grand feast in the Eiffel Tower of Paris. Her wedding dress, she decided, would be the most beautiful and elegant. Tons of frills and elaborate ribbons would decorate it. The dress also had to be at least twenty feet long - or some other unreasonable number - with adorable flower girls holding her dress.
A simple silver tiara would sit on her head. A graceful veil pulled over her face should tempt and draw people's gazes. It should increase the suspense and anticipation of the moment it would be lifted and her face revealed. Then in a grand finale, her love would pick up her delicate, gloved hand and slip on her finger the biggest pink diamond ring. Giving her a kiss, he'll carry her away to a wonderful, romantic honey moon in Fiji. Who is my prince charming? Has he showed up yet? Is he lost?
Sakura laughed out loud now because as a little girl, she was sure it was going to happen. A fairytale wedding. Her wonderful prince. Thinking of dresses, her heart suddenly fell again.
Staring at all the colorful dotted green trees in the park, Sakura vaguely remembered saying to Kano that Sasuke had already bought her a dress…which was partly true. He did -lots of them- but she hadn't agreed to take any with her. The maids had tried to make her, but being stubborn, she refused. She felt that a dress was…special in a weird sort of way. Sakura wearing a dress he bought for her was just too weird…because it would be the main thing she would be wearing. The main attention. A tribute to him. If she was wearing just a skirt or top however, she would also be wearing other things he didn't buy. It would balance out. Sakura dropped her face into the palms of her hands in frustration. Oiii, what should I do? Go back and take a dress? Buy a dress? Oh…Sakura, you just love getting yourself into these tight spots, don't you…?
Standing up suddenly, Sakura decided she needed to get back to her apartment to think. Strolling to the sidewalk, she caught sight of some dark hair and her heart skipped a beat. Bringing her face to look across the street, Sakura's mouth parted in surprise. There he was standing all by himself staring into the sky. His mysterious, dark outline in the bright sun. The wind moved his dark hair gently and his hands rested in his pockets. Sasuke, dark and beautiful, stood quietly among the bright green trees. She must have been staring so hard that he turned around.
Sakura dropped her gaze quickly. Her heart beat seemed to beat louder and louder every moment. A sense of dread clung to her. Did he see me, Sakura wondered with panic. She ducked into a taxi to avoid his potent gaze. Ushering the clueless driver to move immediately, she only peered out the window when the yellow car was speeding away with a mile between them.
Back in the safety of her own home, Sakura calmed her nerves and made a cup of green tea. I have to unpack, Sakura thought. The maids had dragged a suitcase into her room that morning. They stuffed it with clothes, and didn't even give her a choice on whether she wanted to take the clothes or not by having it delivered to her house. Now in her apartment, lunging the suitcase onto her bed, Sakura started unpacking mindlessly. Eli Tahari chiffon tops. Gucci skirts and pants. Tiffany earrings and necklaces. Fendi shoes and purses. Vera Wang dress. Traditional Kimono. Versace blouses. Wait…DRESS!
Sakura quickly picked up the piece of clothing. Turning it slowly in her hands, she stared at it incredulously. Unmistakably, it was one of the dresses that Sasuke bought for her. Thinking hard, she tried to figure out HOW it could have slipped into her suitcase because she was sure she saw everything being put in (while being pinned down). A note bearing the seal of the Uchiha Clan slipped out of the dress. She bent down and picked it up. On the note, it said:
Dear Sakura-san,
Silly
girl! Do you really want to break our poor master's heart and risk
killing him? By the way, here's a dress! You'll need it (smily face).
-Sasuke-sama's maids
Sakura's eyes nearly fell out. Tears streamed down her animated face. Oi. They are certainly…determined and stubborn also.
Hanging up the dress, she sat on her bed and stared at it. It was a different dress. Not the one she wore to dinner. A nicer one. Laying back on the bed, she closed her eyes and tried to decide whether she should wear it to the ball. If she did, she knew there would be definitely comments on the dress - and questions on where she bought it. She certainly couldn't lie…
Sitting up, Sakura tried to sort out the facts. She needed a dress. Sasuke bought her a dress. She had told Kano that Sasuke had gotten her a dress. So she would just have to wear the dress. In her head, a traitorous voice said yes, you know you want to, but she pushed it aside. She took a shower and refreshed herself. She knew she had to go back to work and her "vacation" had to be cut short. Slipping into a new outfit, she stared at herself in the mirror. Not bad.
Sakura laughed, embarrassed that she admired herself. She really didn't look that bad compared to that Yumiko earlier, she decided. Her suit hugged and fitted her curves that most young women would die for. The not-too-short-office skirt showed off her nice legs and her hair framed her soft face. The green eyes were a mixture of the vast sky and green sea.
Outside Kano's office building, she quickly walked in before she had time to convince herself otherwise. Rounding the corner to her office, she clutched her purse tightly and tried to make out which key she needed from the chain of keys she held.
"Sakura…"
Sakura paused at the sound of her name. Looking up, she faced Kano. Sasuke stood behind him. Surprised, she stepped back unconsciously and her mouth dropped open a little. Dropping her gaze, she was aware that her face warmed.
"Sasuke-sama. Kano-kun," Sakura said with a stiff, polite bow. "What a pleasant surprise." Her face was slightly flushed. What's wrong with me?
When she looked up, her eyes fleeted over Sasuke briefly. He had a level face on, but it was slightly uneasy, but more irritated. Kano stepped forward smiling handsomely. What was he doing at the park earlier? D-did he see me?
"Sasuke was over for a brief business talk with me. Since he was here and we didn't know if you were coming to the ball or not, we came to ask you." What is he thinking right now?
The sound of Sasuke's name jolted her back into reality and she looked over at Sasuke, then quickly dropped her gaze. Oh yeah…I never replied…
"Ano, of course I am coming" Sakura managed and smiled.
"Wonderful!" Kano smiled.
They left. Sasuke hadn't spoken a single word. Back in her office, Sakura spent most of her time staring out the window. She didn't know what she was thinking, but maybe it was a good thing, she decided.
After some time, Sakura decided to stretch her legs and stepped out of the office. On her way to store some files, she stopped to get herself a cup of coffee. Walking into the coffee room, Sasuke came into view; once again taken by surprise, it stole her breath away. The files in her hands crashed to the floor as she struggled to regain her composure. She was vaguely aware that Kano was also in the room.
She quickly knelt to the floor and gathered the scattered files. Another pair of hands came into view. Looking up, she looked into Sasuke's dark eyes. Her breath got caught. The pink-haired girl dropped her gaze quickly as she didn't know what might be revealed from her eyes…Standing up with the files back in her arms, she bowed several times, uttered her thanks, and walked out a little shaken. I really am going crazy. I need a psychiatrist maybe…hahaha…
Kano, watching the whole affair play out in front of him, narrowed his eyes bothered. Earlier, Sakura was self-composed and confident. She even gave him quite a shock with her sure smiles and the comment about the dress…and he was pretty sure he had detected a hint of what might had been more than just mere frustration… Sasuke, meanwhile, had stood back up and was watching him. He betrayed no emotions in his voice or eyes. Damn him, Kano thought irritably.
"I'll see you at the dance tonight," Sasuke said, before he too walked out.
Kano nodded, but his mind was elsewhere. A nagging thought bothered him. Did that bastard realize? Earlier, Sakura had said his name first when she turned around…
(Answers to received Q's)
inuyashafangirl333, sasuke bought sakura clothes during her stay at his mansion and dresses were among them hehe
shirO-chan, i dunnooo, do YOU think sakura is jealous? XD
-Whoeva.I.Can.B-, they are in their early twenties
graviola, sorry hehe, only sasuke and sakura are in this fic
Teesesshielove, i'm 600 years old! jk XD hehe. also, gomen and thank you for your kind words. yupz, i'm still writing...and um, i'm kinda scared of you actually hehe.
