Upon entering the outside world they had decided to change, Indra now wore a long sleeve dark blue button up shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows and top two buttons undone, and black jeans. Ashura wore a white short sleeved shirt with blue jeans. Sakura, they had both cooed at how cute she looked, wore a pink and frilly dress with little pink leaves all over it.
"What would you like to do, princess?" Ashura questioned with a smile as he looked down at her. She stood in between the two brothers, each of her small hands incased in one of their much larger hands. Indra nor Ashura wanted to take the chance of losing the small child in the human world.
A soft blush tinted her cheeks as she looked away, eyes darting to the ground as she slowed her walking which ended up slowing all their walking. "I wanna get a haircut..." Indra couldn't help the way his eyebrows shot questioningly high. Sakura had always loved her bright pink hair, even going as far as to have Kakashi do it every morning. She had been growing it since a baby, it now hung close to the ground.
"I thought you loved your hair." Ashura stated softly.
"I do!" She cried back.
"Then why cut it?" Indra asked.
Sakura shrugged before letting her arms flop to her sides, she still wouldn't look either of the males in the eye. "Sakura," Indra said, his voice firm and unyielding. "Why do you want to cut your hair?" It was a normal thing for girls to want to change their appearance, but Sakura had never wanted to changer her hair. She had always loved long hair since her very first finding of the Uchiha's love for the long hair.
"Sakura." Ashura probed gently.
Sakura pushed on Indra's leg, humoring her the immortal took a step back. Her face was now a bright red, showing the anger she tried to keep inside. "If I cut my hair the people in the compounds won't see me as a helpless princess!" She shouted as she spun around and kicked Ashura's leg, "I'm not just some helpless little girl!"
"Flower," Indra said softly as he scooped the small girl into his arms, holding her closely. "You are so much more than that." It was true, the small child was a queen and warrior, she broth granted life and took it. She was destined for greatness, far more than some helpless child. "Why would you think anything less?" He doubted anyone had told she was nothing more than a useless human, but he had to make sure. She was beloved by many and he wouldn't put with any bullying towards her.
"I'm not stupid," she hissed angrily but kept her head on his shoulder, "I see the way I'm treated. Like I'm some damsel in distress." Ashura fought back the way she pronounced her words.
"Okay, mouse, you can cut your hair." Ashura said softly, pulling her long pink hair from her pack and to one shoulder before gently rubbing soothing circles. "How short do you want it?"
"Shoulder length!" She cried out happily. Her head shot up off Indra's shoulder and she smiled widely, her missing tooth easily noticed. They smiled at the princess, their faces turning soft and gentle as they looked at her.
Ashura than sighed and looked towards his brother as they started walking down the busy sidewalk again, eyes open for a barber shop. "Madara's going to be pissed." They answered to no one, that was true, but that wouldn't stop any of the fake kings from being annoying and pestering them. Indra laughed at his little brothers expression, knowing full well he'd ditch Ashura to take the brute of the younglings.
"Kakashi will be the most angry," Indra laughed with a smile. "It'll still be a couple years before he gets to start her training, doing her hair was the only time he had with her." It had been decided long ago that Kakashi would be Sakura's war instructor, but they wouldn't start training until she was at least fifteen. Kakashi was the one who did her hair for her, but now that she was cutting it so short he'd have no reason to come to the child every morning and night.
"Look!" Sakura screeched in Indra's ear, feet digging into his stomach as she leaned over his shoulder and pointed across the street. Laughing Indra and Ashura turned around, across the street sat a child's hair salon, mechanical toys sat in the outside alone with balloons tied to the door.
The line to the salon was surprisingly long and by time they had finally accepted her into their chair it had been three hours of waiting, than another hour of them cutting her hair. By time they were leaving the sun was setting and it was time for them to go home.
"Do you like it?" Sakura asked happily, doing a small little spin between them.
"It's lovely, mouse." Ashura said happily. Her hair really had turned out lovely, the shortness outlining the soft curves of her face, and now had bangs. She did a little headshake, laughing ecstatically.
"Do you think the others will like it?" Her steps faltered as she walked down the sidewalk, eyes once again downcast to her feet.
Sighing Indra ruffled her hair, "They'll love it, flower." Honestly, Indra didn't understand why she was so worried about the others liking her hair, as long as she liked was all that matters. He knew that little girl he raised worried too much about what others thought of her, something he didn't really care for. It was hard for her to look anything but beautiful.
Opening her mouth to reply Sakura froze she heard aloud screaming followed by some loud and rude yelling. Indra and Ashura ignored it, not wanting to get caught up in any human business. Puffing her cheeks she turned on her heel, darting under Indra's arm as he reached out to grab her. She turned sharply, running behind Ashura and into a dark and damp and very dirty alley. She felt her anger boil at the sight of two older boys pushing another into the wall. With all the strength she could muster up she ran towards them, slamming her shoulder into the first boy who tumbled in to his friend.
"Leave him alone!" She yelled accusingly, eyes narrowed in anger. She didn't bother turning around to look at the raven haired boy sprawled on the ground, she didn't see the admiration or love clearly coating his wet eyes. The first boy stood up and then helped his friend up.
"Is this your girlfriend, eyebrows?" The first sneered angrily, eyes darting to Sakura and then to the boys behind her. "A little young, don'cha think?"
"So what if I am?" Sakura asked angrily, "At least he can get a girlfriend!" It was a lie of course, she didn't even know the boy who laid behind her. The two bullies didn't need to know that, though.
"Who even are you, filth?" The second boy said angrily, stepping forward he shoved Sakura. Wearing slippers with no traction she easily lost her balance, falling over as well. She felt the nasty water under her splash up and land on her, staining her light colored dress with a nasty brown, and matting her newly cut hair.
Indra and Ashura rushed forward, holding back most of their strength they each grabbed a teenager by the shoulder. Mimicking each others movements they hit the back of the boys left knee, causing the teens to fall to their right knee. Holding them in place to make sure they couldn't get up, Ashura sneered angrily. "Show respect to your future queen!"
Their eyes grew wide, fear coating their body in a second layer. Their eyes danced over the small girl they had just pushed into filthy water, and true as anything her hair was a bright pink. A tale tail sign she was the queen who'd rule over them all. They started stuttering, not sure what to say, with a sigh Ashura placed his hand to the forehead of the boy he was holding and then pushed him backwards. "Come now, Sakura." He said softly, face softening as she looked at him. He picked her small form up, cuddling her close to his chest.
Indra left the other boy kneeling, not feeling the same need to be as rude as his brother. They had both experienced the rage of killing at the sight of some lowborn human hurting their queen, he knew he'd go to far if allowed himself to be rude. Indra would probably end up tearing the boys heads off their body, without a second thought Indra picked the boy his queen had defended up and threw him over his shoulder. The boy in the green suit didn't even complain, not a word came out as they made their way back to the compound.
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