I'm finally updating! And, if you haven't noticed yet, I changed my username! Anyways, I know you've all been waiting to hear about the Haruno Home Videos! Well, just to let you know, I ran out of ideas...and I'm hoping you won't get too bored!
-Chapter Sixteen-
"Are you comfortable enough sitting on the floor?" Itachi questioned, observing the awkward position his wife was in. Hinata only glared at him and growled in response. Taking that as a 'no', the man motioned for his brother to help him move the couch. Soon enough, the couch was close to the television. Hinata sat on one end and Sasuke sat on the other, Itachi plopping down in the middle of them both with the bowl of popcorn.
"Where is the remote?" the only female in the room asked slowly after the three only sat there for about a minute staring at a fuzzy screen on the television.
"Umm..." Sasuke hummed, trying to think. "Oh, now I remember." He reached down between the cushions of the couch and retrieved the remote. "I had to hide it last time Sakura and I were watching a movie. She kept wanting to turn it off."
"Why?" Ignoring the question, Sasuke pressed the play button on the remote. The woman that came on the screen looked nothing like Sakura. She was a tall brunette woman that was walking towards a refrigerator in a dim-lit kitchen. When she opened the door to the freezer, a dead corpse fell out, blood all over its face and its eyes wide open. Hinata and Itachi screamed, startled at the sight on the television. The bowl of popcorn tipped a bit, spilling a little popcorn on the floor. Their screams mixed with that of the woman's on the television.
After pressing the stop button, Sasuke laughed. "I forgot to change the video." Hinata reached all the way across her husband and whacked Sasuke on the head again.
"No wonder why Sakura wanted to turn the video off!" she shouted, shaking a fist at her brother-in-law. "Go change the video!" Rubbing his head, the man got up and switched the videos quickly, grumbling about his moody relative.
When he pressed the play button again, familiar eyes greeted them. The little girl around the age of one was extremely close to the video camera.
"Sakura, not so close," a deep male voice chuckled. Giggling a bit, the child stepped back a couple of feet. Her pink hair was thick and put up in a cute pony-tail right on the top of her head. Sakura got distracted easily and turned around, facing a shelf of books and a couple of videos on the very bottom shelves. It seemed as if she had forgotten about her father being there.
Small hands reached out towards on the of the videos. "Sakura!" the man said loudly, causing her to jerk backwards and her head to whip around in his direction. He laughed lightheartedly, the camera shaking up and down as he laughed.
Hinata was smiling widely, thinking her best friends' home videos were cute. The screen changed, showing a three-year-old Sakura standing on a high stool in front of the bathroom mirror, her face close up to it. She was trying to put on a dark shade of red lipstick. Itachi choked on some popcorn when Sakura pressed the lipstick on her face so hard that it broke in half and landed on the counter. Laughter filled the room, but Sakura just picked it up and started applying it again.
"Sakura?" a female voice asked, as her mother stepped a little closer to her daughter. When Sakura looked over at her mother, she continued, "What are you doing?"
Sakura gave the video camera a knowing look and wagged the lipstick in the air and pointed to her face before returning to applying it. "I'm putting on lipstick!" she answered stiffly. She hadn't just gotten her lips in the process of putting lipstick on, she had also gotten her chin and right below her nose.
"Why are you putting on my lipstick, Sakura?" You could tell that the woman was smiling as she talked to her daughter.
"I have to go to work," Sakura replied. "I have to earn money to buy food for me and my kids."
"You have kids?" The little girl twisted a bit and pointed towards the floor. The video camera moved down and landed on two dolls perched up against the wall wearing dresses, although one was a male. "Doesn't your husband help pay for food?"
Sakura turned to her mother and smiling. "Boys are yucky, mommy, I don't like them. I don't have a husband."
"How did you get kids then, Sakura?" Her mother was now chuckling softly.
"They were birthday presents!" Sakura chirped as she giggling insanely. "Don't you remember? Mommy, you're losing your memory!"
All three of the adults were laughing at their now grown-up friend. She was so cute when she was younger. The screen once again changed. This time there were two females on the screen. One was a six-year-old Sakura and the other was a pink-haired woman. They could tell that the woman was Sakura's mother by the color of her hair and her eyes. They were the exact same as Sakura's, except her mother's hair was long and braided. Her father must have been video taping the two as they walked down the street.
"Sakura, wait up!" the older woman called, running after her daughter which was sprinting down the road. The male followed hastily, the video camera bouncing slightly. Sakura froze when she saw someone familiar come to view.
"Hinata!" the little girl called loudly, running up to her friend. Both giggled as they punched each other on the arm playfully. Not too long after they met up, both were rolling across the ground, wrestling with each other playfully.
"Sakura, stop that!" her mother whined, trying to pry the two little girls apart. Neither of the five-year-olds would stop giggling. Sakura's father started to laugh which caused the video camera to shake violently. "You two are going to hurt each other one of these days and then you're not going to be friends anymore!"
"We'll be best friends forever, mommy!" Sakura retorted, slinging an arm around her friend.
"That's right, Mrs. Haruno!" Hinata confirmed, wearing an identical grin as Sakura. The woman only sighed and then turned to face the video camera.
"Hiroshi, turn that thing off." She tried to keep a straight face, but it soon broke out into a smile right in front of the camera.
The screen changed once again. All three of the people munching on popcorn were enjoying watching Sakura's home videos. They were quite interesting.
"Sakura, what are you doing with my lipstick?" the pink-haired woman asking with a sigh as she held the camera once again. "Your six-years-old and you're still trying to put my lipstick on."
"Well, I have to go to work again to get money to feed my children," Sakura stated firmly. "My husband is helping me get money this time!"
"You have a husband this time, eh?" her mother asked in surprise. "So, who is this husband of yours? Do I know who he is?" Sakura started to blush slightly.
"I'll only tell you if you turn the video camera off." The woman set the video camera down the on bathroom counter but angled it towards her daughter. Sakura was eying it suspiciously. "Did you really turn it off? I saw you press a button, but did you really turn it off?"
"Yes," her mother answered slowly.
"Okay, well my husband is Sasuke! He doesn't really know who I am, but he's my husband and he's helping me get money to feed the kids!"
"So, he's your husband but he doesn't know who you are? That sounds complicated. I'm not sure how you had kids or anything if he doesn't know who you are." Sakura rolled her eyes and jumped down from the stool.
"Everything in life is complicated!" she giggled.
Hinata and Itachi were now staring at Sasuke. As the man cast them a sideways glance, he asked, "What?" Itachi turned to look at his wife and they both shared a grin before directing their attention back to the screen which had gone blank, indicating that the video was over. Hinata gasped, wanting to see more home videos of Sakura and her parents.
"Was there another video in the box, Sasuke?" Hinata asked hurriedly. Sasuke got up and knelt down beside the box, rummaging through it.
"I don't see one," he replied slowly. Itachi was still munching on the popcorn when he suggested, "We could always watch more of that horror movie." Sasuke grinned but Hinata stood up and stomped over towards the door.
"Do whatever you want, Itachi, just be home by dinner time!" Before she could open the door herself, someone else did and stepped inside.
"Sasuke, I'm-" Sakura started to call loudly, not noticing Hinata standing right behind her as she shut the door. She spun around and finished with a soft and meek, "Home." There was a long pause. She noticed Itachi also there at her house. "What are you both still doing here?"
All three people looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. Sakura's emerald orbs landed on her prized possessions box. She then glanced up at Sasuke. "What are you doing with my stuff?"
"Well, you see-" Sasuke started softly, eying the box. Sakura made her way over to it and picked up the empty box that had held her home videos, yet she didn't notice it was empty. Smiling, she set the box down and ran her hands over a few more items. She held up two dolls and grinned warmly, remembering when she was younger.
Itachi hopped over the back of the couch and laughed at her. "It-it's your kids, Sakura!" he laughed, clutching his stomach. Sakura was confused at first, then enraged.
"You-" she snarled, staring Itachi down. "You watched my home videos?" Her fists were shaking violently as she got upset over the simple matter. "No one was supposed to see those!"
"His fault!" Itachi yelped, pointing at Sasuke. Sakura directed her death glare to him.
"You, Sasuke Uchiha, are sleeping on the floor tonight! This is my stuff, not yours!" Sasuke opened his mouth to say something but Sakura shut him up by growling angrily. He finally said, "Itachi, explain it to her. Tell her what you told Hinata!"
Ignoring his pleading brother, Itachi and Hinata fled from the house. Sakura only stared at her husband in silence. Finally, she sighed and said, "I hope you enjoyed making a fool of me, Sasuke."
"We thought you were cute..." he said softly. "Your home videos were cute, Sakura. I wasn't trying to make a fool of you. Please forgive me."
"No." Secretly, rejecting his requests for accepting the apology was all part of her plan.
"What can I do to make it up to you?" He fell into the trap, causing her to smirk.
"Well, you can start by making dinner. After dinner you can go grocery shopping and clean the house. Lastly, you can reorganize your side of the closet, that should keep you up most of the night. Also, you're still going to sleep on the floor tonight as a punishment." Sasuke smiled and started to walk towards the kitchen when Sakura demanded him to stop. He turned only to be met by two dolls hitting him in the face. "Put the kids back in the box, Sasuke, I'm going to go change into a more comfortable outfit while you do that."
"O-okay," he stammered as she started up the stairs.