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Sasuke's memories and the fight for dominance

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Author's note: Second chappies up! Yay!

Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue.

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Sasuke POV (Though not actually him)

He steadied his pounding feet to a walk when he turned the corner. He shoved his hands in his pockets and tried to calm his fastly beating heart.

'I wonder what she'll say when she realizes that it's not my mother's and that I made it for her'. He thought. He always was good with a sewing machine. 'Though it is based on the kimono mother used to wear in the pictures of her teenage years.'

He had burned a lot of the old memories, but kept some, like a couple photo albums, a few clothes, the plates and cups, and some of the banners and scrolls.

His most treasured possession was a kunai with the uchiha fan and his name engraved into it. He was given it the day he started ninja school.

Suddenly his mind was filled with memories of his family. Tears threatened to begin so he hurried his pace and tried to put his mind elsewhere. But the memories kept coming. But then, he thought of his mother, who one day decided to walk him to school.

Flashback

"But mom, how come you have to walk me? It's embarrassing." Young Sasuke complained.

"It'll be okay. I just want to walk you this one day. Just to the door and that's all." She answered her voice like chimes in the wind. His objections were quieted then.

They walked in silence for about 5 minutes before reaching the front of the school. She bent down so she was at eye-level with the young Sasuke.

"Alright Sasuke. Be good." Just before she hugged him she noticed a certain pink haired girl rounding the corner.

"Oh, that must be my friend's child, Sakura." She said, looking over his shoulder. He gazed back to look at her.

"There's nothing special about her. Who cares?" He huffed.

"Now, Sasuke. Don't think like that. You never know, she might be the next Uchiha in our family." He looked at his mother like she grew two heads.

"Mom!"

"Haha. I'm just kidding. But you never know. Alright, Bye Sasuke." She gave him a quick hug and left her young son to ponder.

End Flashback

This made Sasuke smile. The tears stinging his eyes no longer threatened to spill over. 'Well mother, you might just get your wish.'

Back with Sakura and Ino

"Oh my god!" Gasped Ino. "It's beautiful! Is this really his mother's?"

Sakura looked at herself in the large mirror before her. It fit like a glove. A very beautiful glove. "Well, it might've been hers when she was a teenager."

"Hm, maybe."

"What do you mean maybe?"

"Well, I was looking through the fabric store (don't ask me why) a few weeks back, and I saw that cherry blossom fabric."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I think that he made this for you, so he had an excuse to see you in a skimpy outfit with the uchiha symbol on it." She stated, finger pointed to the sky in an 'I know it all' way.

This made Sakura think. 'Maybe she's right. Could Sasuke-kun really have made this for me?'

'Uh, yeah! Come on girl, admit it. We're hot.'

'I guess you have a point.'

'Thank you, now, on to a more important thing, we need shoes!'

'My god we do!'

'I think red flats.'

'I think silver high heels.'

'Too slutty.'

'Is not!'

'Is so.'

'Nuh uh.'

'Yah huh.'

'Nuh uh.'

'Yah huh.'

'Nuh uh.'

'Yah huh.'

'… Yah huh.'

'… Thank you.'

'Damn I thought you'd fall for it.'

'Uh, you can't lie to me, I. AM. YOU.'

'… Good point.'

'Now, what about hair…'

Ino looked at the changing expressions on Sakura's face with a large sweatdrop.

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