Title: Hundred to one: introduction
Main Pairing: Sasuke + Sakura.
Side pairings: - none said for now.
Rate: Mature
Theme: - from the next chapter on.
Tags: College – Ooc – Art! – Foreign - Ocs
Prompts: Mama-goose-Mikoto, Fangirls, Sasuke's sacrifices in name of love (For Sakura), Obito's inquires and taunts, meeting in-laws, barks.
Summary: Karin couldn't believe what she was seeing. Sasuke was there, yes, seemingly even more gorgeous, if that was possible, but they had yet to see his face. Why? Because he had it buried in the pink haired girl's neck. SasuSaku.
Disclaimer: Kishimoto-baka owns.
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+ Hundred to one: introduction
Karin couldn't move from her spot, feeling frozen on her feet while she gapped at the scene ahead of her, "What the hell is that…" she whispered, her red eyes narrowed at the pink haired girl, who was no stranger to her, in a way.
.:*:.
Mikoto stared at the sight, her surprise almost melting into cooing. The two were sitting at one of the Coffee Shop's tables that were situated at the stretch's corner, giving entrance to an aggregation lounge of bars and coffeehouses. They were both sitting side by side, facing the gate's direction, certainly to be able to spot them when they arrived. This would have worked, if Sasuke hadn't been so distracted by the warm action, leaving then the task for his partner to fullfil, when she didn't know who to wait for.
She sensed Obito shifting next to her and spared him a glance only to see him walking forward, towards the cuddling couple's table, motivating her to follow him. As the distance decreased, Mikoto could see the pink haired girl more clearly and could say she was very pretty.
She froze for a moment, her steps slowing down, as she tried to accelerate the recognition process in her brain. How couldn't she have had this realization at first sight, she didn't know. She turned her focus away from the oblivious couple, to glance around them, seeing more than hearing the whispers from many of the passers-by directed at the pair or, the ones that had recognized her or Obito, extended their unabashed identification on their accounts as well.
Thankful that she had her fashionable polarized sunglasses on and hoping that her reunion with her son and her meeting with his well known partner wouldn't be memorized by anything other than the bystanders and passers-by's minds' eyes – even though her excitement wasn't allowing her to care too much if that wasn't the case, she returned her gaze to them, focusing on the girl now a few steps in front of her. She had a black trilby hat on her head and was wearing a light sun dress; her legs clad in blue thin tights were crossed, while her hands were holding some magazine. She had an amused expression on her face as she traded words with the raven haired man beside her, her bright orbs focused on the paper's contents, looking like she was commenting on something she had read. The chair beside her was occupied by a big dark handbag that was almost all covered by a big leather jacket. On the floor there were two bags, two hiking backpacks and a hard guitar case next to their feet.
Although Mikoto was softened by the scene, she just wasn't sure how to lead things from there. If only her son would lean away from the pink haired girl's warmth to reveal his face, so he could see his surroundings, it would make all the easier and reduce the possibility of embarrassment or awkwardness, not forgetting the eyes of the beholders.
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Apparently Obito had no trouble with that.
.:*:.
"If you want him to take you shopping, what does he do?
A. He takes you and stays with you inside the stores, commenting on each of your choices and choosing some himself for you to try on.
B. He takes you there and waits at the coffee shop until you are done.
C. He gives you the car keys, telling you he is busy and for you to call a friend to go with instead."
She asked, reading the question in the colorful magazine out loud for her partner that had just sat back on his seat beside hers after having stood up to buy a tall cup of the Misto coffee and bring to their table for both of them to share, being successful in dismissing annoying waitresses once again. He was dear like that, to her, at least.
"I might give you a ride there" he answered before sucking the green straw in the tall cup.
"Or your car keys…" she steered.
He released the straw and shook his head a little in a thoughtful refusal way, "No. I wouldn't give you my car keys."
She raised her gaze from the magazine to look at him, "Why not?" she asked, almost flatly. "I've drove your car many times already."
He glanced pointedly at her and motioned to the magazine with a curt nod of his head, "There implies if I'd willingly give or lend you the keys, not have them stolen."
She opened her mouth a little to lick the tip of her upper canine, raising both eyebrows a bit. "Shame they weren't considerate enough to add your dilemma as one of the options" she said lightly, words dripping with sarcasm.
He casually shrugged his shoulders a bit while glancing around before looking back at her, "It might be due to short number of occurrences"
She gives a nod, frowning a little in mocking reflection, "I'm sure."
"Well, my answer wasn't anything to be complained about. I'd be taking you and your girl friend there. I romanticized letter "C", actually" he defended.
"What if it was a boy friend?" she asked lightly.
He stayed quiet for some instants before giving a light nod, his lips tugging one side a little, "Ah, those. What about them?"
"He might not be gay."
He raised a black eyebrow at that, "The one that'd take you shopping on his own free will?" he checked.
She nodded and shrugged slightly, "Yes, Suiga goes"
He snorted, "Please. There are girls everywhere you look there. Of course he goes."
She nodded again with a contemplative expression, "Yeah, too many guys seem to share this thought, huh."
He sighed, "Meet me at the Starbucks" he murmured.
She leaned to him, sucking on the straw poking out of the cup in his grasp, taking in the warm drink while gazing at him with grinning green eyes before giving him a wink and leaning back on her seat, "Fast thinking."
With a smile on her lips she slashed the correct answer, which she knew all along: A.
"If the dinner you've spent hours making for him doesn't taste good, what does he do?
A. He eats it as if it was his favorite dish and repeats his fill for a good measure to take away your doubts.
B. He eats a regular portion quietly after thanking you, refusing to eat more with some well thought excuse.
C. He doesn't eat it after the first taste and complains on what's wrong with it."
She asked, leaning to him to catch the straw back in her mouth.
"I'd politely say that we should eat out because I haven't taken you on a date in so long" he answered evenly, putting his free arm around her shoulders, his elbow supported by the back of her seat.
She turned to him, mouth gapped, "That would be mean!" she protested, restraining her smile.
He shook his head coolly in disagreement, "No, that would be a date, which can't be mean. Mean would be if I called some Chinese Take Out, or any Take Out, for that matter" he said, raising the cup to suck on the straw.
She sucked the inside of her lower lip, setting it in a broody line, "That would be going head straight down the hill; you aren't that stupid even though you get close to it sometimes" she said, almost too smoothly, lightly snorting to herself as she turned to look around the area without much curiosity.
He turned to look at her, lips set in an almost sulky line, "That's what I get for wanting to take you on a date on a weekday!" he retorted dryly.
"When my food is already served on the table, with a napkin folded for you, then yes, that's what you get" she answered back, without turning; her emerald eyes still wandering around their surroundings, ignoring the stares and whispers.
He shrugged, not able to argue with that.
She looked down at the magazine, not finding an option that fitted to what she knew was the right answer. Letter "A" was the closest, but not exactly how things would probably happen. She was certain that if she had put her best efforts and intentions in making him a dinner, and it turned out tasting bad, he would eat it because of her feelings, and if it really meant a lot to her, and had caused her to be very upset, he would be a letter "A".
A, even though she could hear his taunts already.
He leaned to her, lowering his face to nuzzle her neck, burying it with a light groan, "We should have sat inside" he said.
She giggled, "Sure, when your relatives couldn't find you, they'd certainly think that inside the Starbucks is their next best try, because if you aren't anywhere in the sight range, you ought to be in there!" she said, knowing her partner's annoyance towards the watchers, especially after he was attacked by that insanely giggling reporter from a teen magazine when they came out of the gates. She held the magazine with one hand, as the other one lowered to his crossed leg to caress the inner side of his calf that was hoisted by his knee.
He sighed "I know my way to the apartment, Sak" he said, his voice muffled as he brushed his lips on her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.
"Now, Suke, that's not very dear" she chided mockingly, her tone teasing him merrily even if she was unable to hold back the shivers.
He grumbled.
Minutes passed and he hadn't moved from his position, seemingly - as always - very comfortable with his face buried in her neck, nuzzling the spot with the blade of his nose.
"Shouldn't you be looking around for them?" she asked softly with a small smile on her lips, turning the page she was done reading.
"Nah, I'm much better here, like this" he said, kissing her skin. "Besides, my uncle will find me some way or another."
"How do you know?" she whispered, enjoying his attention.
"My mom will surely be with him, so he will have to if he wants to keep his sanity… The little he has" he said calmly.
She chuckled, about to return her attention back to her absent reading, when she found that the black haired man, which, she had noted with little interest, had been staring at them for a short while, was now walking to them with a large grin on his face. The behavior was nothing she wasn't used to, but most of the time it wouldn't go beyond stares, whispers, reactions that kept a distance. Although approaches weren't rare, the way this man was closing in on them, his lack of hesitance, awkwardness or embarrassment, coupled with his long strides, narrowed eyes and wide grin, made her tense a little in anticipation.
Her lover opened his eyes as he felt the slight tension of her shoulders, noticing her hands were kneading the edges of the magazine, which she didnt seem to be reading anymore. He frowned when he saw a shadow nearing them, now hearing the loud footsteps and was about to raise his head, but proceeded to bury his face even deeper in his lover's skin with an annoyed groan as soon as he heard the familiar voice.
.:*:.
"Hello lovely and beautiful lady!" Obito eagerly greeted. The girl's bright eyes that had been glancing at them as they approached showed now apparent confusion and slight amusement as they focused on Obito. "But the unmistakable chicken butt hair was an absolute give away for me to easily recognize my dearest nephew here!" the man announced, gleefully.
This made Mikoto almost laugh at her in-law's nervy but adorable conduct. The girl's green eyes widened as one of her pink brow's raised a little and she was shaking only slightly, with a small unsure smile on her lips, looking like initiating giggles were soon to come out. Hearing her son's grunt made the raven haired woman smile at the familiar sound.
"May you please tilt your head a little to the side, since it doesn't look like he will do so anytime soon?" Obito asked with a boyish grin, while standing in front of the couple. Mikoto was a few steps behind him, while the other two girls were still frozen, moving slowly forward from their prior spot.
Mikoto rolled her onyx eyes at the man's boldness, while looking at the girl, who had blushed a little. The slight confusion and uncertainty in her eyes probably due to Obito's flashing speech. What was that dickhead thinking? Acting like that with the only girl she had seen her son act like this to! She hoped the girl wouldn't mind it too much; neither gets embarrassed by his ways. Her train of thoughts halted when she heard a dulcet laugh, making her turn her eyes to the girl again who was laughing with a blush adorning her cheeks. She had turned in time to see her son finally leaning away from the girl's shoulder, straightening back on his seat, and revealing his face to her after not seeing him for a year and half. She took off her shades to have a better look at him.
In almost two years of time of not seeing him, she could notice some little changes. They were very little, aside from the growth of his hair, but evident to her mother-expert eyes.
He was wearing a charcoal heavy-weight, visibly weary and a little destroyed looking hoodie with two front pouch pockets and a thick lining; slim fit dark blue jeans and some also weary black Adidas sneakers that had tanned leather straps at the sides.
Sasuke looked annoyed at his uncle but his lips tugged up a little at the side in mirth at the old man's teasing actions, ones he was more than used to.
He snorted, "Important to note that you are the late one, uncle."
"Well! I see that the last thing you can complain about is boredom!" Obito said, widening his boyish grin while wiggling his brows suggestively.
Without falter, Sasuke answered coolly "I said no complains", his lips tugging in a smirk.
If Obito was waiting for any embarrassment, a gasp, stutter or any speck of blush, he would be disappointed. If he was, that is, since he very well wasn't. His family had wrecked enough of his attempts for him not to get the message. That didn't mean he quitted it anyway. Perhaps the girl could have had some of these reactions, but apparently not. She was still diverted from his performance, sporting a light dusty blush on her pale cheeks. At least, he thought, he didn't know what to expect from this one, and this could only be a good thing for starters.
Turning to glance at the amused girl by his side that still let out a few quiet giggles, Sasuke sighed and, as if hesitantly, stood up, raising his arms a little to stretch his limbs and back, his smirk widened at the almost annoyed expression forming on his uncle's face. Seeing the form of his mother behind the man, made him brush their quirks aside as he made his way to her in a few strides, having her hugging him the instant he was in front of her. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her there for a minute.
"Sasuke-chan! My son!" she wailed in joy, although the shaking pitch wasn't slight.
"Ma, don't wail…" he grunted.
"I'm not wailing! I'm expressing my feelings!" she stressed.
"You are wailing them" he disagreed, stressing his word flatly.
"He is right, sis" Obito pointed from behind him, receiving a glare from the woman over her youngest son's shoulder.
Sasuke let go of her, as she huffed but didn't stop smiling. Obito then got him in a fierce hug. "OH! My nephew!" he mockingly wailed in an exaggerated exclamation while shutting his eyes tightly.
Mikoto looked dryly at him, but smiled again when it elicited giggles from the new comer, which remained on her seat, not wanting to rush any of the greetings. Her onyx eyes narrowing in better recognition now that she was close enough to the girl.
After finally releasing himself out of his uncle's grasp, Sasuke looked at the pink haired girl, not oblivious to his mother's reaction. She took the sign, uncrossing her long legs and standing up from her seat.
Sasuke raised his hand to pat the hat on top of her head as a casual affectionate gesture, keeping his eyes on her, "This is Sa-"
"Oh, finally the part I was waiting for!" Obito cheered with a wide grin, clapping his hands in excitement.
Sasuke rolled his onyx eyes. "And he doesn't see me for three years." He commented dryly to the girl who giggled, looking from him to the older man.
"But I was all about meeting you, dear nephew. I actually couldn't wait for it! Well, this was before I came upon whom you had as company. Then I realized that I can very well wait for it so you can make unhurried introductions." He exclaimed while nodding.
Sasuke looked dryly at him for a few instants, and then turned again to the girl. "One more time" he stressed, glancing pointedly at his uncle, who nodded enthusiastically. "This is Sakura, my girlfriend" he said, placing his hand on the back of her neck, under her hair, in a very lose grip, described as a caress.
Obito glanced at his sister-in-law, who seemed a little surprised, and gave her a few instants to act before him. When she didn't, he shrugged, almost bouncingto the girl "Now this is a-" his plan, however, was interrupted in his mid step when Mikoto butted in front of him, sandwiched between him and the girl who raised her brows with an unsure but amused smile.
"A surprise" the raven haired woman said with a stern and analytical expression in her features, making the girl blink at her. "A welcomed one" she added, her expression breaking in a warm smile, which seemed to confuse the new comer a little, and proceeding to hug her. She felt the girl go stiff for a second, not feeling the arms retributing the action by wrapping around her, and thought it was a little odd since she seemed so cool and comfortable with Obito, but shrugged it off before pulling away, a smile still on her lips, "I'm Mikoto, Sasuke's mother. The goofy behind me is Obito, Sasuke's uncle-"
"Awww! I was going to introduce myself!" said man whined on the background, muttering "You spoiled it!" with a grouchy pout aimed at the raven haired woman, making Sakura tilt her head to the side a little to look at him over the older woman's shoulder, eyebrows creased in wonder, her eyes blinking once with a small smile on her lips.
"-and my brother-in-law" she stressed.
"She got the point, Mikoto" he said flatly from behind her.
"Just to clarify I don't have any blood association with you as for myself" she shrugged with a wry smile at him.
Sasuke rolled his eyes sighing, while Sakura laughed turning their attention back to her. "Yeah, I get it. Well, is sweet to meet y'all!" she said with a grin, talking for the first time and so exposing her mildly strong English accent. It wasn't strong enough to be hardly understood, but it was unmissable and unmistakable. She gave a very instant nod, certainly not for etiquette measures, more likely for body communication, at her last word.
"Uh! British, Sasuke!" Obito taunted his nephew, said guy not aware why he said the words so clearly loud. The older man made sure that the two girls - who had yet to make an appearance - heard it. He could only imagine the shock they were going through, remembering all their blabbering in the car about their plans, excited plans.
Oh, oh.
He couldn't help it.
As Obito teased her youngest son on the background, Mikoto gave the girl a quick once-over, while her green eyes were entertained by their taunting.
She wasn't the only one, as fuming red and brown eyes were fixed on the newcomer as well.
It wouldnt be a surprise for her, but Mikoto didn't even remember that Karin and Matsuri were in the same area as them.
The first thing to note was the girl's rich, sleek carnation hair that reached some inches past her shoulders. She had a heart shaped face, creamy white skin, bottom nose, plump light pink lips and just the most beautiful eyes. They were unmistakably green, clear emerald green, and, although she seemed friendly and sweet, her eyes were a little icy, as they looked at you halfway opened. Superiority was the feeling that transmitted.
Of course, the first accessory that caught her attention was the black trilby hat placed coolly on top of the girl's head. She was wearing a light zip front halter neck sundress that reached the mid of her tights with squiggle orange red stripes prints, a tie back around the waist and a racer back behind. Her long legs were clothed in thin blue tights - something she highly commended her for, the whole outfit, which she wore without any stiffness or awkwardness, being able to pull off the eccentric but great match graciously. On her feet, she had simple black flat leather sandals with ankle buckle.
The pink haired girl, one she knew well about, although never in person, was truly gorgeous. Even in a random day, wearing casual clothes - although in her own singular style - after a seven or eight hours flight, she was the attractive spot at the expanse. Well, of course her son just made it doubled.
She came back from her thoughts when she noticed the two other girls had joined them causing her to get a little worried about Sakura's reaction to the two. Karin and Matsuri, who had made their way to them gapping at the new arrival, were now glaring at her. Mikoto noted that Sakura didn't seem to notice since she was talking with Obito, but she knew that Sasuke did, as he was now looking a little warily at the duo.
Karin and Matsuri screeched loudly before bumping each other on their way to jump him first. Sasuke had an expression that was half blank and half pained as the two bounced him, squealing loudly.
This, of course, caught the pink haired girl's attention and made her turn her head to look at them. Mikoto sighed knowing that a catfight was the possible outcome and that she would have to play the peace maker, since she couldn't and wouldn't trust the task to Obito, knowing him.
However, she was very surprised when that's all she did! Sakura simply looked for what was going on, saw her boyfriend being glomped by two squealing girls that were strangers to her, and turned her head to Obito again, not halting their conversation while doing so. Mikoto had to smile and giggle - which earned her questionable looks from both - at the foreign development.
"Sasuke-kun, you are finally here!" Matsuri squealed, hugging one of his arms.
"I cant believe it! I missed you so much!" Karin squealed, while she hugged his other arm.
"Me too!" the brunette butted in, letting go of his arm when she noticed him pulling away.
Karin, however, didn't. "You should move back to LA!" she said, with utmost certain, like it was her decision to make.
Matsuri nodded, "It takes too much time for us to see you again!" she complained.
"We've been waiting the whole month!"
"Ah, it must have been nail-bitting" he said airily, pushing the red head away.
"It was! It took so long!" Karin said.
"It could have taken longer" he countered, while looking around the area, as if searching for someone.
"L-Longer?! N-no!" the brunette stammered, looking at him with alarmed eyes, not knowing what to understand from his words.
"Hn" he shrugged.
"How was the flight?" Matsuri asked.
"Too many girls throwing themselves at you?" Karin asked, puncturing her lips in irritation.
He sighed, "No, they all stayed on their own seats" he said coolly, with some mocking underlining that was too pronounced to be missed.
They, however, didn't take it as a suggestion to stop.
"Those girls are everywhere when it comes to Sasuke-kun" the red head said with disdain.
Sasuke looked flatly at her, blinking once, "They are. Unfortunately."
Karin then looked hotly at him, "So maybe you should find yourself a girlfriend to put them on their places." She suggested with a wink.
He shrugged, "Ah… Consider it done, then" He said.
His answer, however, came out ambiguous for those who were unaware of his meaning, leaving enough path for other conclusions, one of which exploded in the girls' head with glittery stars, well, in Karin's did.
While the brunette looked rather shocked and upset at them, Karin blushed and looked coyly at him. "Oh, Sasuke-kun… I didn't know you would act so fast. This is such a surprise…" she trailed off, seeing him blink at her with a raised eyebrow, "but you are lucky it's been a long time since I've been preparing myself for this day, so I can't say I am unprepared." She said, returning to gripping his arm.
"What are you going on about, Karin?" he drawled.
"Do you want to go to my house to spend some time?" she asked lowly, not noticing the weird look he was giving her.
Matsuri frowned at her friend and decided to call for her memory on their plans, "Hey! We have decided that we would take him to the new club at the mall, remember?"
Sasuke shook his head a little with a sigh, finally getting away from the girl's grip… again. "Yeah, it was nice of you two to come…" he said. Not that it is surprising in the least, he thought. "But I'm going home from here. Get things settled and get us established, so-"
"Us?" Karin screeched lowly, looking at him dumbly, as she and the brunette stiffened. Her overwhelmed senses were tempted to ask if by "Us", he meant he and her, but she decided to keep her mouth, this time, wisely shut, since she wasn't dense. She had a guess who he meant by that, and it wasn't her.
Sasuke blinked at both and then realized he needed to make introductions again, so he nodded and turned a little to the direction where his uncle was chatting animatedly with his girl. "Sak!" he called, luring his mother and the other's attention to the pet name. The pink haired girl walked slowly to him, still in her conversation with the older man, while Sasuke took a few steps to her, snaking an arm around her shoulders when she was by his side and turning to look at the frozen girls. "This is Sakura, my girlfriend. Sak, these are Matsuri and Karin." He ended there, not really sure how to proceed.
"They are friends of the family" his mother explained with a smile for the pink haired girl, who nodded and coolly smiled at the girls that now gaping widely at them.
"Hi there" she greeted with an airy wave, looking mildly amused as the brunette blushed.
Mikoto stepped in, feeling the two, or Karin alone, were about to loudly react as they came out of their instant shock. "So, are you guys all set?"
"Yeah, kids, is this all?" Obito asked, motioning to the bags on the floor.
Sakura nodded, stepping a little away from her boyfriend, raising a hand to lightly scratch the back of her head under the brim of the hat, "Yeah, this is all we brought, but…" she trailed off, pausing for a second before opening her mouth to continue, but her boyfriend continued it for her.
"A friend of ours that came along with us walked off to check some things and will be back." Sasuke finished.
Sakura nodded, raising her other arm, resting her entwined fingers the top of her hat, in an aloof stance.
"Oh, ok. So we wait a little bit?" Mikoto said while looking around and noticing many passers-by gasping, gapping and gossiping while looking at their direction with gleam of recognition and curiosity in their eyes. It wasn't a shock, that they would call this much attention, especially with Sakura along. Turning to look at the young couple, she saw them assorting their things, her lips stretched in a warm smile, releasing a few quiet giggles at the scene.
Sasuke was looking for something while Sakura was lightly complaining, he crouched to search in one of the bags' extern pockets, then stood up with a little frown on his face, proceeding to dug his hands in his dark blue jeans' pockets, fishing out a paper of whatever it was they've been looking for. He showed it to her with a smirk on his face, pressing her hat further down with the palm of his hand, blinding her a little. She squealed cutely and raised her hand to swat his away, making him chuckle.
When all was set, they walked closer to the others, to wait for their friend.
"Were there many people on board?" Mikoto asked, noting as the other girls kept quiet although the expressions on their faces weren't pleasing. They seemed still shocked with the surprising company that her son had brought along.
"Not sure, the first class wasn't full." Sasuke replied with a shrug.
"I guess it had, since there was some fussing on the back with the attendants." Sakura commented absently.
"And was the flight good?" Mikoto asked, hooking her arm through her son's.
Sasuke just nodded with a shrug.
"Yeah, although Sasuke kind of spoiled it a little…" Sakura said with a grumble.
The two adults blinked at this and turned to look at Sasuke, who rolled his eyes and shook his head a little, while glancing at both, as if saying "Don't mind that".
"Why, swee-"
Mikoto was cut off when she heard barks near them, turning to see a little Jack Russell puppy fighting his restraint, while pushing his way overexcitedly towards them, tugging on the thin blue leash. Along with him, there were also three Cockers. One that was few steps behind the Jack Russel, also bouncing against his yellow leash, at the other side of the owner's legs, another was tugging a little on the dark green leash, while walking coolly beside the person's legs was the fourth, this one was bigger than the others, on a red leash. Following the cords she found a relaxed looking man, seemingly undisturbed by the canines' havoc, calmly walking to them. He had very dark brown hair tied in a spiky ponytail, almost on the top of his head that looked like the outline of a pineapple, small lazy brown eyes that and light tanned skin. He was wearing an ecru colored long sleeved sweater, blue jeans and weary black converses.
When the man was only a few meters away, Sakura jogged to him, crouching down to pet the excited dogs that enclosed on her.
"Sasuke, uhm…" Mikoto started, blinking at the scene and watching as Obito slowly made his way to the last arrival. "You didn't tell me quite a few things…"
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Afternotes:
I've actually cut three pages (in web layout mode, which are five in print layout mode), out of this chapter. They will be added in the next chapter, so no worries, for those who did. I just thought the chapter was getting too long, although, I myself, love long, long, long chapters concerning any kind of reading that interests me, which might be a reason why I'm so keen on writing them. But I know that it can be tiring for some folks, and I didn't want that. Even so, the chapter the way it is now, after editing it, isnt what you call by short. Right?
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I was planning on writing a cold Mikoto, but I've failed on that. Even so, I will try to repair that on the next chapters. Sasuke is her youngest son, and as you can see on the canon story, he appears to be what is called a "mama's boy", in my opinion. As it's said here, she doesn't see him for quite a while on account of him living abroad. But even so, I will leave cold!Mikoto to the other version of this story I have in mind, if this one goes well. Either way, she isn't going to be this cheery all the time. This chapter concerns her private life, and considering who had just arrived, she will be warmer than I intended. Someone asked on how she was going to react to Sakura, and as you can see, it went pretty well.
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The way I'm writing this story is quite descriptive and slow, I know. Is just the way I chose to lead it and I think is good to picture it. Not saying other ways aren't though. God I love reading! This is just a new one. So tell me what you think on it… I'm not saying I plan on changing if there are complains, but it's good to know from the readers. I wanted to pass a casual feeling, like, it's a story but the situations are very day-to-day like, with those especial moments everyone goes through, ones more, others less, but they reach everyone, right? I wrote part of this while I was killing sometime in the airport, well, I didn't wrote the story there, just a few notes and the rest pretty much made itself in my head, but observing was a great tool for it. I planned on erasing a big part of this chapter, but it was already written before I even post the first one, so this one has carved in my mind. In consideration to the story and fear of getting lost in my writing if I did delete part of it, I chose not to. I hope it entertains you enough to keep it up till the end of this long chapter (not that long anymore). Well, if you guys wish for the scenes to be shorter, you tell me.
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I don't know if you guys have noticed the differences between the parts where is only Sakura and Sasuke, to the one where they are joined by the others. Especially from Mikoto's first impression, you can visualize how she looks. On the other hand, with Sasuke, he sees her in another light. Of course, considering he is her !darling boyfriend, it's expected for her to be very warm (or warmer) to him. But it also has to do with how he sees her. By cold eyes, I didn't meant she was cold as a person. Folks with bright colored (especially light shades) orbs have a cold look at first, even if is matched with a smile, while others with darker shades or colors (like black, brown, hazel, dark blue and dark green) have warmer looks. Yeah, Sasuke, Sakura and Naruto achieve the inversion of that. Well, I'm not saying that you can judge if someone is friendlier than the other by the color or shade of their orbs. Please, that's an utterly ridiculous thought. Mikoto was making her first analysis on her youngest son's girlfriend that she had just met, having only heard a small sentence coming from the girl's lips. That was her first impression, and note she refers to her eyes as cold, not to Sakura. But yeah, this trait will be touched again through the story. I just thought about leaving these words here. My words, not Mikoto's! =)
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Ok, guys. Let's make one thing very clear here: I hate Karin.
At first I was going to make her and Matsuri almost some sorts of brainless fangirls. Well, it's not that much from my imagination, since in the anime (especially) and manga she is very pathetic, Karin I mean. But I decided to do something different in this fic and I'm thankful that the first chapter gives me coverage for that. I just decided to make them fangirls with brains, in little words.
Writing Karin was a major pain in the ass.
Just a few things I wish for you guys to have in mind. I changed my plans concerning Karin and Matsuri's reaction (that first was to go all frenzy and scream 'who is this bitch?!' haha, nah, im kidding… but was close to that) because they are in their twenties in this story and I couldn't (for the life of me) actually fit this kind of behavior here. They weren't oblivious to his companion, although they had forgotten for a few minutes when they greeted (glomped) him. This was a very hard piece for me to do, the hardest from the whole chapter, and I plan to explain the reason soon.
In truth, I would be alright with Karin if she turns her interest (and dangerous obsession, as Kishimoto himself said) towards Suigetsu.
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Images:
.mind the espaces.
Sakura's dress: http:// img5. imageshack .us /i/zipfrontdresssquigglepr .jpg/ (TopShop)
Sasuke's hoodie: http:// img195. imageshack .us/i/sasuhoodiegmsahoodiesur .jpg/ (Surplus and Adventure)
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Uh. One more chapter is out.
I've been very hesitant in letting them out. But I didnt want to take very long to update and seeing as it was ready to go... So, yeah.
If you liked it, have a complain, a suggestion, a constructive critic: review. They motivate me.
The next chapter will take a little longer.