A/N: And here is the second chapter. I'm guessing war fics like these aren't very popular? I haven't even gotten 100 views yet on the first chapter :\ but oh well! I will continue to publish!
Pink hair blew in the breeze as green eyes looked up at the large university. It was much larger than she had thought and if she was completely honest with herself, she would say she was absolutely intimidated by its sheer size.
Sakura Haruno was reporting for her first day at Stanford University to begin her journey in becoming a doctor. Her green skirt blew forwards as the wind picked up ever so slightly. The young woman of nineteen picked up her two suitcases and made her way to her dorm, hoping to god she wouldnt get lost.
As soon as the pink haired woman stepped into the dorm room, she was face to face with blond hair... a lot of blond hair. "HI! You must be Sakura!" Said woman's green eyes stared into blue for a while, feeling absolutely foolish. "Well, shake my hand silly! I'm Ino, I guess we're roommates for the year!"
Sakura still stared into Ino's pale blue eyes for a while. "I-I'm sorry," she said in a heavy German accent. "It's just that you're really beautiful..." Ino blushed, flicking her blond hair over her shoulder. "You're not so bad yourself. What accent is that? Are you from Europe?"
Sakura was still standing in the door way with her suitcases in hand, watching the other woman obsess over the fact that she was from a different country. After a while, she was finally allowed into the room and set up her things. It was a simple room, nothing too extravagant. Two beds sat on opposite sides of the room with closets at the foot of the beds. Between the two beds were two identical desks sitting in front of a very large window that over looked the campus.
"This view is beautiful," Sakura said. Ino joined her on her right, smiling at the sight. "I know! We got really lucky with this room and all." With a smile to her roommate, the two set back to putting things in their proper places. Once their room was set up, Sakura sat on her bed that was to the left of the room and brought her knees to her chest with a small smile on her face.
"So, what are you majoring in," Ino asked as she hung her clothes in her closet. It seemed as though there was a never ending flow of clothing from her bags.
"I'm attending medical school here. What about you?"
"Oh! I want to be a fashion designer but my father wants to go into psychology first. Our family likes to get into peoples minds."
Sakura giggled the pulled up the sleeves of her Ivory cardigan. "Hey! Would you like to go explore the campus with me? Theres so many officers out there, we have to go check them out!" With a soft smile, the green eyed woman stood up and walked out of her dorm with her new friend.
This campus was even bigger than when she first arrived! Sakura was in complete awe of the entire university and couldn't help but keep a smile plastered on her face. How cool was it for her to go from such a small town in Nothern Germany to attending one of the most prestigious schools and in California too!
"So is this your first time in the states," Ino asked, bringing her out of her awe and back down to Earth.
With a nod, Sakura responded. "Yes, I want to become a doctor and was accepted into this school." Her English was so proper and every once in a while she had trouble making her words make sense, but it seemed that Ino understood everything.
"Thats so cool! Can you teach me German? Oh! We should go to San Francisco one day. I cannot have you leaving this country with out seeing the city by the bay! Can you tell me how to say "my name is Ino" in German?"
She couldn't help but giggle at how many things her friend had to say. It was as if she had a new thought every word she spoke.
"Mein Name ist Ino." Said girls blue eyes widened as did her smile in complete fascination. "You are going to have so many guys wanting to take you on a date!"
Sakura shook her head, and feeling her mouth run dry, she looked around to see if she could spot the snack bar anywhere near. "Have we passed by the snack bar? I am very thirsty and would like to have a Coca Cola."
Ino then looked around her for a second, also trying to find the place they were looking for. She was sure that they had visited... "I'm sure we can find it on the map! Oh there it is!" With a slender hand, she pointed towards what looked more like a diner than a snack bar. "Come on!"
Sakura was about to call out, but her friend had already grabbed her wrist and dragged her towards the crowded diner. Swing music was playing loudly as couples danced together off to the side. The lunch counter was packed full and only a few tables were left open.
There were so many soldiers spread about in the diner, Sakura was sure that there were more officers than there were civilians. Suddenly, her self esteem plummeted. It wasn't just the fact that she had ridiculously bubblegum pink hair, but also because she was fully bred German. And since the Great War had just ended a few years ago, stepping into a place filled with American Soldiers sort of terrified her.
Ino lead the two to a booth that was left unoccupied and ordered milkshakes for the two of them. "Um... is it alright if I just have an apple?" Ino raised an eyebrow at the woman. "Do you not like milkshakes?"
The bashful cherry blossom shrugged her shoulders ever so slightly. But a hand slammed down onto their table before either of them could say something. "Hey, doll," he said to Ino. "Why'd you bring in this Heinie? Why don't you ditch this little lowlife and hang out with us?" As the man called Sakura a Heinie, her face darkened, taking a good look at her fingers and allowing her pink hair to fall in her face.
"Hey! I don't appreciate you calling my friend that!" Sakura stood from where she sat, waving a hand to Ino and placing a smile on her beautiful face.
"I will just go," she said and was about to turn away when the soldier spoke again. "Thats right, you trash!" With that, he spat at her, a nice, juicy spit wad landing on her left cheek.
The entire diner fell silent with only the jazz playing softly in the background. It seemed as if everything had frozen for the one moment and Sakura was absolutely mortified. Maybe it wasn't such a great idea to go to Stanford Medical after all...
"Hey, I don't think you should be spitting on a woman. You do realize that you're in uniform." A sultry, low and lazy voice sounded from behind her, causing Sakura's eyes to widen in shock. Had someone actually come to her rescue? The look on the mans face in front of her said that who ever was behind her was someone of status.
"S-sorry, Captain Uchiha... W-wont happen again!" Sakura's green eyes flashed over to Ino's who wasn't looking at her anymore, only to the mystery figure behind her.
"I should have your rank taken away from you for treating a woman like that. Whats your name." The man didn't respond for a moment, obviously scared. "I said, what is your name." The voice was becoming even more irritated as she watched the scene unfold in front of her.
"J-Jones, sir."
"Good. Now run off before I have you dishonorably discharged." With a nod, the frightened male apologized to her then ran off. Silence took over for a moment then everything resumed as Sakura was ushered out of the diner by Ino and the man who stood behind her.
"Are you alright, Sak? Here," the blond said as she handed her a handkerchief. Slowly and with shaky hands, she used the cloth to wipe off the spit from her cheek.
"I apologize for that, ma'am." It was that voice again... but now, as she looked to the side, she really got a good look at the man who saved her. Only, she was once again rendered speechless at the man before her.
His was handsome, more handsome than any other man she had ever seen in her life. His dark eyes looked at her with the smallest hint of concern as his black hair covered parts of his face and spiked up a little in the back. Under the wool jack he wore, she could tell just how muscular he was, even with out showing skin.
It wasn't Sakura's thing to ogle men in uniform, especially since the ones she met at home were usually very sadistic. But this man was worth staring at. His onyx eyes turned away from hers to look at Ino confusedly. "I-I'm sorry... I don't mean to be rude." With that, she looked down at her Marry Jane shoes and kept them there.
"I'm Ino Yamanaka and this is my roommate Sakura Haruno."
"Captain Sasuke Uchiha of the 3rd Infantry Division. Would you like me to accompany you back to your room?"
Ino shook her head. "I think I'll stay for a while. Would you mind taking her though?"
With a shake of his head, Ino smiled, causing Sakura to raise an eyebrow at her. Her roommate winked, waved then disappeared back into the diner. The two were frozen in the spot for a while before Sasuke finally offered his arm to her so she could take it.
The walk back had been quiet for the most part, seeing as Sakura was far too shy to speak for herself. "So what are you studying?" His voice was the first to break the ice, lifting a weight off of her shoulders. "Aahh... I'm here for medical school." Was it just her or was her accent getting thicker?
"What brings you here," she asked.
"I have a few friends taking classes here and decided to say hello. I was relieved of my duty and decided to come home." Oh so he lived around here.
Soon, too soon in Sakura's opinion, they had made it back to her dorm. The two stopped and faced each other as they stood in front of the door to her room. "Thank you... for today I mean."
Sasuke tilted his head and looked off to the side. "It was nothing. I hate it when men treat women like trash, doesn't matter what race they are." Sakura's cheeks turned a soft pink from embarrassment, but then took her room key out of her pocket. Just as she was about to step inside, a hand rested softly on her bicep.
"Do... do you mind if I see more of you?" Her pink eyebrows came together in confusion, not understanding what he meant. "I-I mean, would you like to go for lunch sometime? Maybe Wednesday?" A smile spread across her lips before she disappeared into her room, only to emerge with a piece of paper in her hand.
"This is the number to the phone we have in our common area," she said as she handed him the number. With a barely visible smile, he nodded one last time to Sakura then walked down the hall to exit the building, leaving Sakura smiling like a fool.
For the remainder of her years at Stanford, both her and Sasuke had become such close friends, closer than Sakura had ever been with any one before. It was astounding to her, to spot him in the audience as Sakura graduated top of her class. He had been waiting for her outside with the largest bouquet of white lilies she had ever seen in her life.
It was from there that she had moved from her dorm and into her own apartment, settling close to a hospital. And yet the two became more as Sasuke asked Sakura to be his. It wasn't a marriage proposal, but it had made Sakura happy none the less.
It seemed as though nothing could make her any less joyful than she already was. That is, until the day Germany had declared war on almost all of Europe. With this new chancellor in power and threats to America's national security, it had been announced that all Germans were to return to their home country.
So on April 16th, 1933, Sasuke and Sakura bid a bittersweet farewell to each other at the airport. "I'll write to you," she promised, kissing him a few more times before reluctantly leaving his arms. She didn't look back, refusing to look over her shoulder, as she boarded the plane headed for Hamburg, Germany.
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A tear ran down my face as I read the last of the seven pages. These weren't letters... these were memoirs of two lovers that met just as World War II had broken out. I couldn't help but cry at the thought of having to leave James behind as we had so many times in the past. But as if on queue, my husband walked in, holding a bag of McDonalds.
"What are you crying about," he asked, setting the bag down and walking to me. "I found these letters at the top of the closet. They're memoirs of a couple from World War Two."
James rolled his beautiful brown eyes as he grabbed the contents out of the bag, tossing two chicken burgers over to me and handing me a soda. "Are they actually from that time period?"
"Yeha, they're all dated and from the current state, they're authentic." James only let out a breath while shaking his head. With that, I left the desk and letters in order to join my husband on the bed. They could wait to be read for another day or so...
A/N: Alriiiiight first look at how the two met! Little bit longer of a chapter but thats okay :) I hope you guys enjoy.
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