K.L.K- alright, the fifth chapter. I think you'll all like this chapter, because it shows wether or not Saku-chan will move in with Mikoto and the Uchiha.
Mikoto- (squeals) yay! I always wanted to take care of a little girl!!!
K.L.K- (sweatdrop) eh, Mikoto-san? she might not move in, ya know. she may stay in her little apartment...all aloooone...
Mikoto- (face down-trodden) nooo! (chibi-tears)
K.L.K- (double sweatdrop) ehh...uhh....ANYWHO, this is gonna be aa bit wierd, all of my readers! thank you, for those of you who reviewed this, and this is dedicated for all who reviewed!...(grumbles) even those of you who didn't review. and thanks, Airpeeps! I appreciate your review, and I know, ItaSaku would be great...but it probably will only be plationic between the two, alright? alright. well, time to get this show on the road.
beep beep beep BEEP beep beep beep BEE-!
"nngh..." Sakura's hand flew out to shut off the alarm clock, accidentally knocking it off of it's balance. it hit the floor with a loud bang and a slight crunching noise.
she stared at it for a few moments, and then sighed. wherever she put her alarm clock, it always took some abuse from her in the mornings. it somehow survived and beeped on, with a small chunk of the outer casing having broken off. she got up, from her warm, somewhat comfortable bed, and shut off the pathetically beeping contraption, setting it back upon the low table she had set it upon.
she yawned as she stumbled over to her tiny kitchenette, as she took some onigiri out of her refridgorator, and then chewed them as she looked for something to drink.
she blinked.
"why is it always milk?" she grumbled, then took the carton from the small fridge, gulping down the rest of it after a quick sniff to make sure it wasn't expired. she hopped into her shower after she had finished eating, and scrubbed her small body and her short pink hair, feeling more relaxed as the somewhat warm water coursed over her skin, waking her fully. she turned off the water after washing the suds from her skin and hair, and she used a little chakra to dry herself off in a matter of seconds.
she dressed in her usual black pants that she tucked into her black sandals, and then she pulled her long-sleeved shirt on as she pulled up the mask she usually wore up over her nose. she combed through her hair with her fingers, and then she attacked her shuriken pouch and kunai holster in thier usual spots before tying her hair back into a small tail once again.
the Haruno looked into the mirror and smiled to herself. but then her face lost the smile. she was very lonely in this little apartment, and the loneliness hurt her heart deeply, although she didn't show it. she spent her afternoons at the Uchiha's main household, playing with Sasuke and training with Itachi. Mikoto chatted with her, and she'd had supper with the family once or twice. Fugaku showed a slight dislike of her, but even he did not downright hate her. Itachi approached her with a slight respect, and Sasuke looked up to her as if she was a elder sibling, even though she was his age.
she sighed, as today was the one-week mark, the day when she would have to decide to move in with the Uchiha; on Mikoto's suggestion and clear want, or to stay in this tiny little apartment, all alone with only Inner to talk to...
she felt a slight family-bond with the head family of the Uchiha, and the other Uchiha didn't mind the girl one bit, impressed by her speech and manners. they were a bit puzzled on whether or not the girl was trustworthy, and her hair colour, but they payed it no heed.
she silently nodded to herself; she had made her choice, and Mikoto would be very pleased.
she walked out and informed the landlord that she would no longer be staying there after that night, and he tried to give her her months' refund, but she shook her head.
"keep it." she spoke softly. "fix some of the apartments up, get a new water-heater, or just keep it for your own use. I do not mind. I will pick up my belongings in the afternoon, at about four."
he nodded. "thank you, Miss Haruno."
she gave a short nod. "no problem at all to me, Sir." and with that, she walked away and went to academy. it was a boring day, and she sighed; this was a bit annoying. she wanted to be able to go tell Mikoto-san she had decided to stay.
she watched interestedly as a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes tripped down the stairs to the desks. he stopped right where she sat, and she got up to help him up. she held out her hand, and cocked an eyebrow when the boy just stared at her with a shocked expression.
"well?" she asked flatly. "are you going to take my hand to help you up or stay down there and stare at me all day?"
he twitched and then gingerly took her hand and she pulled him was free period, so they would be able to talk. no boy had dared to sit by the pinkette, so he took the seat.
"my name is Haruno Sakura. may I know yours?" she asked politely as the minutes ticked by silently between the two.
he nodded. "my name is Uzumaki Naruto!" he smiled.
she smiled, her eye crinkling. "well, Naruto-san, I am very pleased to meet you! you seem like a nice young boy." she complimented him.
he looked at her wierdly. "what do you mean, 'young'? I'm the same age as you!"
she shrugged. "eh, I usually refer to people my age as young, because I usually act and feel a few years older. even though Uchiha Sasuke is our age, he refers to me as his older sister." she quirked her eyebrow. "I apologize if you find it as odd, but I have always done this. gomen-nasai."
he rubbed the back of his head. "huh. why do you talk so fancy, 'tebayo?" his head tilted with confusion.
she shrugged. "I guess I just learned to that way."
after a few more minutes of chatting, which somehow got centered around ramen noodles, the free period was up and classtime soon came into effect once more.
a few hours after that- and the teacher being harder on the pinkette because she was the only girl- academy finally ended for the day, and the bell rang. Sasuke walked by Sakura's side as she walked out of the school, chattering on about random things that passed through his mind.
she smiled her eye-crinkling smile at Itachi when he guestered at them to come over to where he was, and they walked to the Uchiha compound with Sasuke on Itachi's back, and they soon got there.
Mikoto was waiting outside for them at the head Uchiha's household, and she immidiately whisked Sakura away to the kitchen.
"so, what have you decided?" she asked the small girl as her eyes shimmered hopefully.
the girl yanked her troublesome mask down, and smiled. "I don't like living alone... I want to live here, if I am permitted to do so?" she asked as politely as ever, and Mikoto grabbed her into an enormous hug, swinging her around a few times before placing the small girl down.
"that's great! I already have your room ready! oh, so you want to pick up your things now from your apartment, or..." she trailed off, as Sakura had a baffled expression on her face. "what?"
the little girl shook her head. "nothing, nothing... just a... emotion I've never felt before." the little girl felt warmth blooming throughout her body, and felt pleasantly light-headed. "it's nothing." she waved off the woman's concern. "that's a great idea, Mikoto-san. I've already told the landlord of the apartment I live in that I will be moving out, and it's around the time I told him to pick up my belongings."
Mikoto smiled. "I'll come with you, you will possibly need help." the black-haired and eyed woman pleaded with her eyes, and Sakura sighed, then nodded.
as soon as they stepped outside, the little girl pulled up her mask. Mikoto raised her eyebrow, but didn't ask. she'd learned in the past week that she and her family was very lucky, because Sakura didn't show her face to just anyone. she didn't trust them. and Mikoto didn't exactly blame her, since many of the villagers glared at her, and gossiped about the pinkette behind her turned back.
she walked with the pinkette through the streets, and followed her to an apartment. she blinked. spidery cracks ran through the wall's plain white paint, the floor was rickety and she was a bit afraid to step too hard on it, the refridorator was yellowed with age and the top caked with dust, and the shower was a old model that looked like it was about to fall apart. and not to mention the place was extremely tiny, and a smashed-up alarm clock was on the floor next to the tatami-mat bed.
she then looked to where Sakura was tossing the food in the refridgorator- which wasn't that much actually- and then went over to her bag, with all of her clothes in it. she packed up the alarm clock, and then packed up her wallet, then put the napsack on her back. "I'm finished." she toned happily.
Mikoto blinked. "is that all you have?" she asked, aghast.
the little girl nodded. "Hai, it's all I brought."
the woman shook her head. "then we'll have to go shopping! a nice girl like you needs to have at least some different clothing types to wear!"
Sakura sweatdropped. "okay, Mikoto-san." she nodded.
the woman squealed, and then the two left the apartment building and they kept on walking. they soon arrived back at the house, and they entered the Uchiha main house. Sasuke and Itachi stoppedin thier tracks to the kitchen when they saw Sakura with her napsack.
"Kaasan...why does Sakura-Onee-chan have her napsack?" Sasuke's eyes widened. "is she leaving Konoha like she leaved Mist?!"
Itachi raised an eyebrow. "it's 'left' not 'leaved' Ototou." he monotoned.
Sakura shook her head. "no, Sasuke-chan, I'm not leaving."
Fugaku came walking up behind Mikoto, and Mikoto smiled.
"Sakura-chan is going to move in with us, boys!" the woman smiled, and Fugaku nodded.
"Hai. your mother wanted Sakura-san to live here because she wants to take care of her." the main Uchiha nodded.
Mikoto smiled. "so she'll live here in the house, and she will go to Academy and train with you guys."
Sakura nodded. "Hai. Living alone at my age has quite a few downsides." she shrugged. "cleaning, cooking..." she grumbled this part. "watching the floor to make sure I didn't fall through it..."
Mikoto guestered to Sakura to a sliding door. "come on! I want you to see you room, Sakura-chan!" and so she started to lead Sakura to her room, which was through several hallways.
soon they were standing in a room, with dark green walls and a western-styled bed, with a new alarm clock on the nightstand, and the large closet had enough room as about half of Sakura's apartment before. the desk was very large and had a black light on it for studying after hours, and a supply of scrolls was at hand. the bed had a light green comforter on it with leaves, and the pillows had dark green covers.
there was a door off to the side, and it revealed a shower and a toilet in a white-tiled room, everything shiny and sparkling. there was a new toothbrush in a cup by the sink, and a tube of toothpaste was sat next to it. Sakura looked around in awe, and then Mikoto beckoned her over to the work-table.
"Sakura-chan, if you want to make your own family crest to put on your clothing, you can since... you're the last of your clan, and you probably don't remember it much." she looked a little guilty at bringing it up, but the pinkette waved it off.
"it's alright, Mikoto-san. and I have a pretty good idea of how I want it to look." Sakura hopped up onto the chair, and picked up a pencil.
Mikoto then left, to give her some privacy.
Sakura re-drew it over, and over. she wanted it to symbolize pureness, well-rounded manners and skills, and an open mind. she was on her tenth sheet of sketch paper, when her eyes lit up with excitement. she reached out with her chakra to find Mikoto's gentle, motherly chakra, and she soon found it in the living room. she picked up a sheet of paper, and she walked at her strolling pace to the living area.
she went straight over to where Mikoto was sitting on the couch with Fugaku. "Mikoto-san, I finished it." she said politely, and she handed the Uchiha woman the paper.
the woman looked it over. "it's so simple...yet unique. what does it stand for, Sakura-chan?" she asked interestedly.
the rosette sighed. "I can't remember much, but I do have a inkling that my family wasn't liked by the rest of Kiri- and for good reason. I don't even think I liked them all that much. Since I want to re-make the clan to be better, I made the symbol to signify pureness, well-rounded skills and manners, and an open mind. I want these things to be the standards of the clan, whenever I build it, and so I want the symbol to show it."
the symbol was a plain white circle, that signified all of the qualities Sakura wanted for her clan, when she would rebuild it.
K.L.K- so how was that?
Mikoto- YAY she moved in!
K.L.K- yuuuup! Fugaku clearly doesn't care... Mikoto's really happy, obviously. Itachi and Sasuke are just kinda stunned at the moment, and Sakura's just glad she isn't so alone anymore.
Mikoto- (smiles and sunshine)
K.L.K O.o oookay. and so ends the fifth chapter of 'Clanless Sakura'! please review for a triple-chunk chocolate brownie, baked by me!