{Authors' Note} Chapter 5 oh yeah….
DISCLAIMOR: I do not own naruto or any of its characters that I use, all are property of Masashi Kishmoto since 1999 .
Chapter 5
Boxed Memories
Present time
Her room was a spasciuos, cream colored room with white carpeting. It house inside it a closet, two windows, a couch, a piano, five lamps, a dresser and a wall devoted entirely to bookshelves that were tightly packed with books. The quiantness of this room had been missing some two possible three years, seeing as this is where Sakura was all day everyday.
Since their marriage just a few short years after the war Sakura has been caged up. Her husband a highly successful business man who specialized in who knows what since he always seemed to be jumping from market to market was really a very cut throat man. He exploited all his consumers had to offer and used it as leverage for the consumption of the product itself. He had made monthly what half of the population in their village made annually. And yet still after six years of working he hasn't retired to spend time with his lovely wife.
She- much like everything else he had, was a trophy more then a wife. She announced to others that Sasuke not only had the house, the job, and the payroll, but also the young, smart, doctor certefide wife. She had realized shortly after the marriage that she was so, an advertisement to how high and mighty the Uchiha was, and yet still insisted to herself that there was something more, that the boy she knew when she was younger had not changed to a man as cold hearted as he. But as each day passed, and no change seemed to ever come she felt more and more depressed on the matter. He would always be out doing something or another for work and leave her there until he felt like he needed to show her off, even on her birthday.
Today, yes today was Sakuras' 24th birthday, her sixth year of being married and her 10th year alive since the war ended. She would spend today just like every other day, reading.
"Ms. Uchiha" a women called from outside her door. "I have eggs and rice pourage for breakfast today. Would you like it in your room or will you be coming down to eat?"
"I'll be down in just a minute, thank you." She replied.
Along with the new house Sasuke had gotten a maid for it, and Sakura. Her name was Karin, and she was your average house maid, your average very young, very desperate house maid. Though she never got snippy with Sakura or Sasuke, she still seemed very, jealous.
After breakfast Sakura decided to spend her birthday exploring the house. She roamed the spacious hallways, glided through marble floors, and found herself in the most proculur of places. Following the stairs downward she came into an old doorway, at first glance she thought it to be the cellar but that's when she remembered the cellar is next to the kitchen hallway, not all the way down here.
Slipping the door open she stepped in and felt around for a light switch. To her amazement when the lights came on she found that it was the basement! And in it was full of all of her old clothes, furnature, everything she had before the war.
'I thought Sasuke threw all of this out. Wow, so he kept it all' she thought as she walked through. Hanging off an old coat-rack of her mothers' she found an old red training dress that she wore with spandex back when she was younger. It was worn down and the white lining was fading away but it still looked cute.
"Sakura" Karin called "Ms. Where are you?" she called.
"Down here Karin" she called back.
Light footsteps creeked down the stairs.
"There you are. Why be in a place like this?" she said looking around her at all the old clothes and furnishings. "You know the children could really use this" she said picking up an old red shirt.
"Karin no." Sakura whinned "These are all of my things before the war, before I got married" she said.
"That's right Ms. All of your OLD THINGS. You have no need for this but the children do." And with that she began to grab old clothes.
Unable to persuade her Sakura just let Karin grab whatever until she was satisfied and would leave. She watched as Karin went rummaging around until she found a wardrobe and opened it. Inside hanging were a bunch of smocks and doctors jackets, some still stained. On the top shelf of the wardrobe was a small tin box that when shaken made a fluttering sound.
"What's this now?" Karin said emptying the contents of the box "Trash? In a perfectly good box?" and out poured confetti and a handful of purple and red fabric.
"Oh Karin" Sakura said as she bent down and picked it all up "This is confetti from when we won the war" she said holding a piece in Karins' face "And these are the flags I made with Tamari the day the troops came back. We died them that morning in beet juice and wrote our names on them. Then we squeezed them dry and ran to the window. Oh Karin we waved them and sang, it was so beautiful." She sighed holding the confetti and flags close to her.
Feeling around the top shelf she found a smaller silver box and pulled it down.
"And what's in here?" Karin asked while opening the box "Another flag?"
"Oh Karin!" Sakura sighed "Tamari and I followed the troops and I was stopped when someone had covered my face with it and said 'guess who'. It was such a surprise that it was Sasuke, and even more so that he knew it was my flag!" she sighed again while putting everything back in the boxes.
"I thought Sasuke threw all of this out ages ago" she said smiling to Karin.
She in turn just smiled back and continued to go through things.
"for all ages the young and the old" Karin said "Well the children ought to like this then eh?"
"Oh no Karin not that" Sakura pleaded as she grabbed the box away. She gazed at it and smiled to herself.
"Naruto" she whispered and off she ran back to her room.
"What a strange girl the misses is" Karin said as she grabbed a handful of old dresses and shirts and walked out.
The box was shaking under her arm as her feet carried her up to her room. Heart pounding she opened the box and lay out the board and piece. Closing the blinds and turning off the lights she ran back to her chair and pulled it close to the dresser where she had placed the board. Her eyes lit up as she looked at the board smiled.
"Hello again"
"L…O…N…G…T…I…M…E…N…O…S…E…E" it spelled back.
{Authors' Note} so I am really liking this story so far are all of you? I hope you are. It is really cute I think and kinda sad. But I am just realizing that every one of my stories has been naruto and every one of those about Sakura… jeez I gotta write something else! K thanks for listening to my ramble please keep reading!