Written In Pink

Chapter Three

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The group sat in an impressive carriage, the large black horses pulling them towards their destination. It was a sparkling black carriage as well, with red velvet seats and silk tapistries. Sakura sat on the very end, by the little window. Kohana was fast asleep next to her, lying on her lap. Her condition was a little better, but she was still too pale. Shikamaru was next, looking rather upset. Suzuki and Baby Leiko were sleeping in the corner. On the other side, facing Sakura, was Itachi who was looking rather smug. Next to Itachi was Ai, who was riddling him with questions about the castle. Jiro was next, and also chatting to Itachi about how he would grow up to be great knight. Michi was the last one, staring aimlessly at her shoes.

"Sakura, you really will enjoy the castle. It's beautiful." Itachi offered. He did feel guilty for blackmailing her into a marriage, but she would grow to love him eventually. All it would take is time.

She didn't respond, only stroking Konoha's face and telling her everything would be just fine.

Shikamaru glared at Itachi, muttering, "You can't force a person to love you."

Sakura may have been to absorbed in Kohana's welfare to hear, but Itachi grimaced at the words. They hit him like a slap, he knew they were probably true.

However, if there was a chance, he was willing to risk his pride for it.

All the children fell silent, pressing their faces into the windows as they stared outside.

"Whoa," Ai grinned.

"This is the castle? It's so big!" Jiro muttered, wide eyed.

Itachi noticed the form of his brother, coming out to greet him. Then, realization hit him. He recalled his brother mentioning the girl he'd fallen in love with, "But I do know she has pink hair."

Pink.

Itachi glanced at Sakura, before muttering, "This might not go so well."

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Sasuke Uchiha stepped out to greet his brother. His brother had never been a family man, so you might be able to imagine Sasuke's surprise when a group of children jumped out of the carriage, eagerly searching the grounds of the castle.

"What in hell?" Sasuke shot a confused glance at the children before turning back to the carriage.

And that's when he saw her. The majestic beauty that had been plaguing his mind was right before his eyes. Had Itachi brought her all this way just for Sasuke? He'd never known his older brother to be so kind to-

"Sasuke, I'd like you to meet my future wife." Itachi muttered.

Sasuke clentched his fists. That bastard. That scheming, evil bastard.

Another man came from the carriage, holding a pale child.

"Itachi," Sasuke growled, sauntering forward.

"Right, you're pissed, and I understand that. I'm marrying the girl you like, I can see why you'd be pissed. But, little brother, there are ways to rationalize your anger without violence and I think-" Itachi attempted to explain.

Then, Sasuke's fist connected with Itachi's face.

"Kami!" Our favorite pink haired bride-to-be squealed, "Not in front of the children!"

Sasuke and Itachi stopped their brawl to look up at the pink haired beauty, and a thought crossed their minds.

'Good to know how much she cares about the welfare of her fiance.'

'I still don't even know her name.'

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"Father," Itachi called out, "I request your presence." He rubbed the sore spot where Sasuke had punched him, and then had run off to go wallow in his anger.

Sakura and Shikamaru stared, open mouthed, as none other than King Fugaku sauntered down the stairs.

"Well, who is this charming young lady?" Fugaku offered a half-smile, but still managed to look grim and frightening.

Sakuar bowed her head, "My name is Sakura Haruno, your highness. I am Itachi-sama's bride-to-be. If it is not too much to ask, I have a child here who requires medical assistance."

Fugaku glanced at Kohona, who flinched and snuggled into Shikamaru.

"Very well." He called guards, who escorted Kohona down a long hall.

Sakura made an attempt to follow, but Fugaku blocked her way.

"I kindly ask you not to interfere with the medic and her duties. Now, if you would, tell me the names of the others." Fugaku sighed.

"Ah, this is Shikamaru," Sakura gestured towards the boy, who bowed his head, "He's my close friend. We were both orphaned at a young age, and we grew up together."

"This is Ai, whose mother begged me to take him in as she died from a disease." Sakura sighed as Ai jumped forward with a lopsided grin.

Ai questioned, "Do you really have a collection of the chopped off heads of your enemies?"

Fugaku let out a soft chuckle, muttering, "No. Where did you hear that, idle gossip? However, I do have a rather impressive collection of swords that a young man like yourself might be interested in."

"Can I see them too? I'll be a knight one day, so I should get used to swords!" Jiro sprang forward, smirking.

"Ah, that's Jiro, he's the son of a valiant knight I once knew. He died in battle, and left Jiro in my care." Sakura sighed, fondly remembering Jiro's father.

"Well, then I suppose you'll need practice." Fugaku smirked.

"This is Suzuki and Baby Leiko." Sakura motioned towards the two girls, "Suzuki is the daughter of a seamstress who was mugged and killed late one night." Sakura let out a sad sigh, "She had done me many a kindness, so I gladly took in Suzuki. Leiko was left alone on my doorstepm the poor thing, and I took her in."

"Mother was wonderful at making pretty clothes, though we were quite poor. I do miss her, really I do, but I was only a small child at the time. I really can't quite remember." Suzuki sighed.

Baby Leiko only suck on the sleeve of her dress.

"The little girl over there was Kohana, a girl I found out in the cold. Her sickness has been getting worse, and I am grateful for your help." Sakura bowed her head.

"No need to bow, I'm your Father-in-law," Fugaku let out a soft chuckle. "Just talk to me like you would any other person."

Sakura smiled, "Ah, very well then. This is Michi, I found her in the forest one day and she came home with me. She doesn't talk, though, so I've no idea what happened to her parents."

Michi stared at her shoes, without even glancing at Fugaku.

"Very well, I'll have the servants escort you to your rooms, where you'll be staying, and provide you with fresh clothes.

A red haired boy escorted them to their rooms, blushing ever so slightly when Sakura's arm brushed against his.

Fugaku turned to glance at his oldest son, muttering, "She's a lovely woman. I can't wait for my grandchildren."

"Father!" Itachi sputtered, blushing.

"Just wait till your mother returns, she'll spoil her rotten. Oh, and Itachi? Why is there a large bruise on your face?"

"It's a long story."

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