I DO NOT OWN NARUTO
Itachi tightened his arms around his cherry blossom pulling her closer, content now that she was back where she belonged. In his arms. Tenderly, he nuzzled his nose in her soft hair, allowing himself to surrender to sleep. He was exhausted both physically and emotionally, and fell into a deeper sleep than he would normally have allowed himself to. Neither he nor Sakura woke up when Mikoto silently opened the door and peeked in. They both slept through her dragging Tsunade in to see the results of their conspiring, and the ladies' not-so-quiet laughter. The two friends left the room, closing the door softly behind them.
"Now what should we do?" Tsunade asked with a grin. Mikoto looked at her friend as though she had just said the stupidest thing.
"Well, obviously, we have a wedding to put together! Honestly Tsunade, you can be such a blonde sometimes." Mikoto stated in exasperation. The busty fifth Hokage glared at her friend for a few seconds before a look of glee came over her face.
"SHOPPING AND SAKE!" She yelled joyfully as she latched onto her raven haired friend's arm, pulling her out of the apartment. Mikoto stumbled behind her, half-heartedly protesting. Truthfully, she didn't remember the last time she had been out for drinks with her friend. After she married Fugaku, she had to stick to such strict rules of etiquette and decorum that was considered the proper behavior for the matriarch of the Uchiha clan.
Mikoto scowled when she realized that she was thinking about her husband yet again. The bastard! Why, it would serve him right if she got stinking drunk and raised a bit of hell tonight! Just the thought of the horrified look on his face when he was summoned before the elders to be scolded for her 'disgraceful' behavior, was enough to have her stopping in the middle of the street and laughing so hard she had to grab her sides. Tsunade stopped as well, giving her a strange look, which only made her laugh harder. The blonde's lips twitched, and soon she was laughing with her old friend, who's joy was infectious. Eventually, the two ladies calmed down, and Tsunade looked over at Mikoto with an eyebrow raised in inquiry.
"I was just thinking about the look on Fugaku's face when he finds out about my drunken spree with 'that wild Tsunade'." She told her friend with a little chuckle. Tsunade grinned mischievously.
"Let's start at that new karoke bar…I heard from Shizune that it is the newest hot spot for the jounin to unwind from missions." Her eyes gleamed, as a plan ran through her head. Unfortunately for Mikoto, she didn't notice the wicked smirk that covered her friend's face.
Now that I have Sakura's future settled out, it is time I got Mikoto and that stubborn jackass of hers back together. She puts on a good show, but I know that she misses him…
THE END
To some of my readers this may be an akward place to stop this story. Normally I would agree with you, however, this isn't the true end. As I have hinted above, there is the wedding planning, and a marriage to repair. While I was writing this story, I absolutely fell in love with my version of Mikoto. She deserves her own story, and I will be telling it! So be on the look out for the sequel: The Tables Are Turned: The Sealing of Fugaku.