Chapter eight
Daisuke
A/N: I' m in a very happy mood! Know why? School's out! And after that only one more year…
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Daisuke had been hurt severely when his mother, Sakura, died. So had many others, but they had been hurt in a different way. For some, Sakura's death meant like the losing a very good friend, in Sasuke's case, a wife, or with others a friendly neighbor that would never wave hello. With Daisuke it meant losing a big part of himself. There would no longer be a matronly figure, to him, that would kiss his finger after he had cut it or tell him it was okay when things got rough…or would there?
Daisuke looked back behind him, to see another woman, not Sakura, but someone who his Father thought would be a fitting replacement. She looked remorseful, and even a bit concerned. With contempt and anger, Daisuke quickly turned his head away, so he would not be tempted to actually return. He'd rather not look at her face.
It wasn't because he hated her, no, that wasn't the reason why he didn't want to see her face. It was because every single time he looked at her face it was as if he were looking into the face of Sakura. She was there, and yet she wasn't. Yes, Sakura was there.
Daisuke started to laugh bitterly and tears of grief started pouring out of his eyes because he knew he had just made up a horrible lie. And so he didn't stop crying. He had already run away, so it was pointless to not do anything stupid or silly. He would receive consequences either way.
Daisuke cried for his Mother and then mostly for himself. And then he collapsed on the ground for he could no longer take the empty feeling in the pit of his stomach. He collapsed and he didn't get back up again. He laid there with his salty tears slowly falling onto the ground, drip by drip.
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"S-sasuke…Daisuke hasn't come back." I was still standing outside the car door, while Sasuke had taken a seat in the driver's seat. Anemone and Kisuke had been slightly calmed down by their Father, but a look of fear of what could happen to Daisuke was still evident on their faces.
I turned to look at Sasuke, who looked calmed and collected. "I don't mean to…oppose, but I think I—" And then I saw him out the corner of my eye. I saw the small figure, not to far away from me, clutch his stomach and fall to the ground. A few seconds passed by and he did not resume standing.
"S-sasuke I really think—" I stopped mid-way in my sentence because I heard him sigh. My guilt was becoming heavier by the second! I really felt as if I were going to cry…I mean, here Sasuke was quiet, cool, unworried and all I could think about was Daisuke.
"I didn't hire you to think Hinata. I kept that position reserved for myself." Sasuke said, and then he got out of the car. I watched, with my hand partially over my mouth, as Sasuke walked over to Daisuke's small body and picked him up.
He then did what I had not anticipated when he had walked back to the car. With Daisuke in his arms, he held him out to me. "Take him please." It didn't sound like a question, and I took no time in gently taking Daisuke from his arms.
"Thank you."
Daisuke wasn't heavy at all, so I held him on our ride back to the Uchiha Manor. I ignored the dirt on his face and clothing and held him close. I could feel his heartbeat as his small chest rose up and down as he slept. That was the day I would become emotionally attached to Daisuke…
As we entered the drive way, I suddenly remembered what I had told Anemone; or rather what I had promised her. I glanced at her figure lying down on the backseat and then at Sasuke, who had just removed his keys from the ignition.
"Um, Sasuke…I have something to ask you."
Sasuke turned to me looking half interested. "What is it?"
I self-consciously looked away and said while staring at the barren Sakura trees. "The piano in the living room is Anemone's…and I saw her playing with it today…she told me she'd like to learn so would you mind if I found her a teacher?"
I half-expected him to say no, but it seemed to me that he supported the idea because he reached into his pocket and pulled out a card. He handed it to me and said. "A friend of mine taught Daisuke. Please give him a call asking for his service regarding Anemone."
I nodded and tried to smile. "I'm sure Anemone would be delighted when she finds out." With a nod, Sasuke got out of the car and opened the door to the back seat. He gently picked up Anemone and then whispered to Kisuke, who was awake but looked as if he would doze off any moment.
As I was about to get out of the car, I felt Daisuke's hand clutch my shirt.
"Don't leave me, Mommy!"
Where his face was, I felt it start to moisten. It was right at that moment, did I not know what to do. What was I supposed to tell him? I certainly wasn't going to come out and say that I wasn't his Mom. Mines as well let him enjoy the fantasy a bit longer…right? Or would I be hurting him even more?
"Please…don't…leave me." Daisuke murmured into my shirt. His body had stiffened up earlier, but now he relaxed into my arms. He then opened his eyes, something that I didn't want him to do while he was still in my arms. He looked up at me and said nothing. All he did was blankly stare ahead.
"Hinata…" He said it in a way that made my insides warm up with that little thing called happiness. "I'm sorry." To show him I accepted his apology, I nodded with a true smile. (That was something that I hadn't been able to do for a while.)
"I'd like to walk by myself." Daisuke told me as I opened the door so I let him.
On the way up, I hadn't noticed that the card that Sasuke had given me was still in my hand. I stopped walking for a second and looked at the card, then at the name written in red script letters. It sounded familiar, in a strange way.
I shrugged. "I guess I'll be giving Mr. Gaara a call, first thing in the morning."
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Gaara as a piano teacher? Ino as the daughter of the owner of a winery? Sai as a secret artist?
What has the world come to??