Chapter 26
"Sas-suke-kun. You're driving too fast."
"Hn."
Continued to speed his way toward the destination, Sasuke was mused hearing the girl's complains. But. His main goal was to get there, be done, quick. Glancing over to the Angel seated next to him, her eyes glued to his speedometer. "Shouldn't you be used to this Sakura?" Asking as his car came to a complete stop at the red light, referring to the time when the girl still had her wings.
The mentioning of it brought her down, sulked. "Yea." She mumbled out. "But I never had to worry about a thousand cars going against my direction or hit bystanders," informing him as she watched the cars passed by. "It's a different feeling Sasuke-kun." Turning her face to look at him, Sakura knew well sulking would just make her sadder; therefore, she already accepted losing her wings a while ago. She couldn't have everything in the world. "Flying is much more … I'll say … free." Sharing her memory, "You roam the sky high above the ground. Over look everything below you. And there're the clouds. Puffy smoke of rainbow from reflecting lights. Aw. It's beautiful. Especially when it's sunset time."
His lips curved upward, as she continued talking. Of the time, she spent in heaven. The people she met. The events she encountered. He didn't say much. Just listening was all right. He needed to concentrate. Remember every word she said. Imprint them into his mind all of his angel's tales. And she didn't mind his quietness because she knew well he was listening. His expression revealed it all. It was funny how three weeks ago, they were completely unfamiliar with one another. But now.
It was quite the opposite. Even though it wasn't a lot. But it was a good start as long as it was progressing.
"… And there were times when I baby sat the Cupids. A bunch of them pulled on my hair and plucked a few of my feathers. It hurt so much." Feeling the pain as she recalled the time, her back shuddered.
Amuse, "Plucked?" inwardly imagined a duck in his head, he let out a chuckle.
As if reading his mind, she pouted. "Sasuke-kun! It's not funny." Her face blushed.
Obsidian struggled much from looking at the girl from the corner of his eyes. Her blossom hair was pull up in a high ponytail, revealing to him, her slender neckline. The dress she wore accentuated her features more. Her bare shoulder blades held up the gem straps of the yellow pastel colored dress that flowed fluidly to cover her knee. Its softness hugged her body with temptation. She was breathtaking.
Clenching his throat, pushing the thoughts back deep … really deep in his head.
For now.
[…]
Pulling in to the front entrance, the car came to a complete stop.
"Come-on." Calling out to the girl, he unbuckled his seat beat and opened the door. About to walk over to her side, but seeing she already got out, he waited with his hand extended to her. Sakura took it in delight. The two made their way passed the entrance servants who had been waiting for the past hours, not entirely expecting his arrival, but it wasn't anything new. In fact, they were quite surprise to see him, since this was considered early for the young Uchiha. Last time when he was called upon, the raven didn't show up until a day later. When he indeed did show up, they knew reason why he was late when their nostrils were stench of alcohol and perfumed wafting as he passed by. He never seemed to care either way.
However today, not only was he there in a timely manner, but in his arms was enveloping the 'same' girl fro before. Sakura Tenshi.They remembered. They wouldn't dare to believe so but it had appeared that this girl was 'the one'. From the last time, they were in for a revelation from what the young couple was displaying. What happened that night that made the two disappeared in morning, they didn't know why. And it was best not to know at all from the look of the eldest Uchiha's wife's face.
Keeping their heads low, they followed tentatively behind the two.
Sakura, with a smile on her face, was at ease as they begin to walk back inside to the place where such event she wished had never take place.
Let's start over again.
With that in mind, she stepped along the hallway with optimistic feeling. Her eyes nevertheless continued to roam the interior. No matter if, this was the second time. Seeing it in broad day light was a different experience. The trees, colorful flowers, the decors, it was all too perfect, spotless.
Emerald glistered as it settled once again at the Koi fishpond. Seeing the fish, in a range of sizes and color, playfully swam around turned the place blissful with high spirits. The maids stayed behind as the two proceeded to the inner courtyard where the center pond turned in to a mini river and keep on flowing around the whole compound.
"Master Sasuke." Ayame greeted them at another entrance gate with a few waiting maids behind her. "Miss Tenshi," seeing the girl along side with him.
Sakura tightened her hand on the dress as her eyes landed on the elder woman in a deep night wine color Kimono with elegant flower pattern on it. Her hair was neatly pulled back in elaborate style. Immediately Sakura bowed her head in respect as they came to a stop, but the grip on her hand from Sasuke told her to stop.
Blinking in confusion, she stood up straight.
"..." His way of acknowledge them was absolute nothing. "Where's my father?"
"He is in the main office now. I shall accompany you there and … ?" Meeting the girl's puzzled gazed.
"No need. Just go and inform him I'll be there momentarily." Turning his body, "Sakura, let's go." His voice was hard, body stern, showing them his authority.
"Uh-hh…" She was pulled to follow along but emeralds swiftly glancing back to see the fuming woman. The way her wrinkled eyes narrowed gave the girl a chilled.
Step in step, walking in sync as Sasuke tugged her toward a familiar quarter, his quarter.
"I'll be back quick once I'm done meeting with my father. Just stay here alright." He instructed her, as they got closer. Seeing the nearby maids. He motioned them over.
"Okay." She answered. Her eyes gleamed in the maids' direction, happy to see the familiar faces from last time.
"Master Sasuke. Miss Sakura." They called out in unison as they bowed.
Commanding, he instructed, "Keep her accompany while I'm gone." Sakura looked up at him shocked. About to protest but his eyes said otherwise.
"Uhm." Looking at each other, worried, the maids fidgeted in their stance.
"What?" Seeing their hesitation, he questioned.
"I'm sorry. Master Sasuke. But it is the change of season and we had to keep up with our duty or Madame Ayame will…" Not have enough courage to speak up; the maid with the short brown hair was almost in tear.
"Hn?"
"It's alright Sasuke-kun. I'll be fine by myself." Tugging his hand, she felt guilty if the maids had to go through the trouble of his anger tantrum as well as the head-maid. The maids looked up to Sakura in admiration. "Or I can help them!" She beamed up.
"No." He shut it down.
"But I hate sitting around with nothing to do." She pouted. "And you're treating me like a kid who needs babysitters." Mumbling in her mouth with her brow mused together. In the back of their heads, the maids were squeaking with her cuteness.
"You wanted to come. I'm not leaving you alone." He ignored her protest.
"Um… If it is acceptable and to your assurance, we're not moving much from your quarter and the surrounding area. One of us can stay to keep miss Sakura accompany instead of all of us." Another maid spoke out, now with more nerve, when she knew Sakura was there to keep the raging master cooled.
Sakura looked up, her face expressed full apology for troubling them. But in return, she got smiles back from the maids.
"Hn." Gazing his eyes impassively at them, "Fine." Putting his hand in his pocket, the other pulled the girl close. Sasuke leaned down to give the girl a surprise smooch.
Chu. Whispering, "I'll be back." He straightened up with a smirk seeing the girl flustered face. Walking away, passing the group of blushing middle age women.
Blush. Sakura turned around with her hand covering her face once she was back from the shock. She did not expect the impulsive man to pull a stunt like that. "Wah."
o-o-o
"Master Fugaku. The young master is here. He will arrive shortly."
"…" Continued sorting through his work, he didn't once lift his eyes.
Ayame waited patiently, knowing well of his personality. She stood with her hand folded neatly on the kimono. Working for the master since he was a young lad, seeing the young man married, then remarried. She was always there from the time his parents past away and through the rough times of his middle age. Organizing the Uchiha's household, she gained respects from the top of the hierarchy to their associates.
The elder woman just never rest. Her full devotion was to serve the Uchiha's heir. And the one succeeding him.'No one else.'
Knock. Knock.
"Master Fugaku. Madame Ayame." The waiting maid, wearing a dark gray yukata, bowed her head. "Master Sasuke is here."
"Father." Nothing waiting to be called upon, Sasuke walked his haunting self in, hands in his pocket. A short nod of the head in greeting, he kept a distance from the desk.
"Hm." A grunting from the man notified the exit of Ayame. The woman bowed before leaving. Her eyes lowered as she walked in opposition to the young man. "Master Sasuke." A low greeting.
The heavy door slide close, the sound 'click' pointed out the privacy between the father and the son. After a while, the silent was engulfing the air, suffocating those who were not used to the building pressure of tension. Sasuke showed no sign of sifting from his stance. As Fugaku showed no sign of taking his eyes from the paper, he was currently reading.
Finally.
"Hm. Sasuke. You know why I call you here. Right?"
"Incident at the office from last night." His voice was unwavering. "Everything is already settled. Nothing had leak out to the public. You shouldn't pay any attention to it."
"I shouldn't?" Sarcastically commented on his son's reply, he closed the folder. "When your brother did the same project eight years ago, that was when I didn't pay attention because it went along smoothly, flawless with no problems. Sasuke, had you even consider that you are working with the government under the name of Uchiha. Something like last night should not even cross let along happen." His dark eyes narrowed as he stared at Sasuke unshaken form.
"…" Sasuke kept his silent.
"You were lucky to be in the office last night to stop them. Then even let them in to your office."
'How did he…'Obsidian flashed a hint of shock but it quickly vanished. Sasuke clenched his fist. How did he know that he accidentally let the intruders inside?
"Sasuke, I'm beginning to think you're still not ready for that seat." The words rolled out from his tongue without hesitation.
The young Uchiha stood. His stance was solid with mind-set. Jaw locked tight.
o-o-o
"Miss Sakura." A sweet voice called out to the girl who was too occupying herself watching the Koi fish swimming by.
Green eyes brightly turned around.
Smile. "Kitara." She stood up and dusted the specs from her kneeling stance. "Please, just Sakura."
"Ah." The woman walked closer with a tray of freshly brew tea in her hands. Her face warmed up seeing the pinkette's smile. 'No wonder Master Sasuke cares so much about her.'
"I'm sorry I became a hindrance, Sasuke-kun was being over reacting." She couldn't stop her apologies.
"It's nothing, Sakura." Moving her head in 'coming' motion for the girl to follow her inside. "It's is my job to follow orders. Besides, I should thank you for the little break." Giggling as she settled the tray on the low ivory table.
"Uwah. This tea smells delicious." Taking the cup in her hand, she winced a little by its heat.
Kitara noticed. "That's a lovely ring."
Blush. "Oh." Smile. "Sasuke-kun gave it to me." Sakura brought the hand out in front of her to examine the blossom ring. Emerald smiled at the memories.
"Oooh. When? I didn't really notice it from last time you were here."
"Oh. It's…" Putting the teacup down, hand tucked a few loose strands from the ponytail behind her ear.
o-o-o
"Sakura. Where's the ring I gave you?" Leaning at the door, looking at the girl as she was hooking up the white strapless bra behind her back, his eyes narrowed seeing her free hand.
Shocked from his voice, Sakura jolted and turned her head around. "Sasuke-kun, I'm changing!"
"Hn. Close the door all the way."
"I did!"
"Hn."
"…"
"Lock it then."
She gave up on him.
"So. Why haven't you worn it?" Strutting closer, spotlessly clean from his entirely new outfit, dark trouser with a white dress shirt.
"Oh. Please don't misunderstand." Quickly putting on her dress, walking over to the drawer, she pulled out a little box.
"Here. See? It's still here." Holding out the rosette ring, it gleamed under the light.
"Sakura. I want you to wear it … not hid it in the drawer. Girls are supposed to adore their beauty with jewelry."
Standing before her, Sasuke took the ring from her hand to put it on her finger.
Blush was covering her cheeks as he brought her hand up to kiss the back lightly.
"But. I don't want anything to happen to it." Pulling her hand back to rest on her chest.
"Sasuke-kun. You gave me this ring. If it gets lost or anything because of my clumsiness, I wou…oofp"
"Idiot." Pulling the girl to his chest. "I can always get you a different one."
"Mhm." Shaking her head. "This one is special."
"Because it's …"
o-o-o
"… for our anniversary." Smiling wide, she thought, 'Even if it only was a week.'
"Oh…my. How sweet." Kitara smiled at the girl's announcement. "Happy belated anniversary." 'They must have known each other longer than I thought.'
Blush. "Thank you."
"Sakura. I'm really happy. For you and the young master." Kitara smoothed out the wrinkles of her yukata. "Never would I believe to see the young master to be this … this… committed." Smiling her aging face, the face of a grown woman was full of experiences.
Listen attentively Sakura was quiet.
"I used to work under the help of Madame Mikoto when she found me. I was nothing but a mere teenage girl. And then following her here as the personal servant when she was married in to the Uchiha's house. I had help raised the young master since the time of he was an infant until the day Madame Mikoto died. Oh what a dreadful day it was. If only I was with her when she went out on the picnic."
Droplets of tears flowed freely down Kitara's face as she continued to choke out the words retelling past events. Biting her lips, Sakura too shaking lightly by the emotion Kitara was expressing.
"I feel guilty as the days passed and the young master became duller and duller. Until when he was send away, I grieved everyday for his safety. Hoping he would start life anew. And be the cheerful boy, he used to be." Wiping the tear from her face, the new fresh drops wouldn't stop from falling.
"Kitara…" Softly telling the woman, she didn't have to continue if it pained her. But truthfully, she wanted to hear more, to know more.
Shaking her head, she continued. Her eyes were blurred. "But when the young master returned from his study abroad. I wanted to punish myself from seeing his behavior. No longer the young high spirit boy, I've known. I can't believe how much he had changed and how much worsen he had become as he turned older. I told myself not to listen to those rumors nor believe in them but my eyes and ears can't deceive me." Gripping her hands tight. "Oh. What had Madame Mikoto done to deserve all of this? The accusation. The death. Her son's turnabout."
Touch, Sakura enveloped Kitara's hand comfortably, Looking up to greet the brilliance Angel eyes, glistering with hope. Telling her it was alright now.
"Oh Sakura." Clutching the girl's hand, "What an angel you are," Kitara chimed out at the girl's gentleness.
"Oh. Ahaa haa. I'm no Angel." She waved her hands in nervousness.
"You're too modest." Shaking her hand, Kitara chirped, "Oh. I can't believe Master Sasuke would hide such a beloved girlfriend for such a long time. Madame Mikoto would sing in heaven knowing that you are by his side."
"Oh Yes. That's wonderful." 'Truly wonderful.' "Um… Kitara, earlier you mentioned about Sasuke-kun's mother being accused?" Perplexed at the new found news, she carefully asked.
Stuttering, "Oh. I…that…" 'Oh no, I slipped.'"Well. Sakura. It is best that you know less. Please disregard what I said. I…"
"No. Please tell me. Please." Emeralds begged.
Uncertainly, standing up, Kitara walked toward the shoji door to glance around for nearby sign of unwanted company. 'Clear. I'll let the door open for look out.'Returning to their spot, she settled down next to the girl who was waiting patiently for answer. In whispering tone, she revealed, "In truth. The marriage between Madame Mikoto and Master Fugaku was only a business relation. I've heard that, the Uchiha elders used the excuse of Master Itachi needed a caring mother after the death of Master Fugaku first wife. They asked for the Sagara's eldest daughter and betrothed her to Master Fugaku. At the current time, everything went smoothly. Master Fugaku appeared to be pleased by Madame. However, after the first year of their marriage, many things had gone wrong after the announcement of her carrying a child…"
o-o-o
"Oh. Madame. Are you alright?" Kitara quickly settled the tray of food on the low table by her bedside.
"I'm fine." Smiling even though the seven-month belly disturb her greatly, taking most of her strength away.
"Please. Let me help you with your meal."
"Ah. Kitara. Tell me. Has my husband returned from his trip yet? I haven't heard from him since last week."
Helping the pregnant women up, the young Kitara, nervously answered. "Ye-es, But he had already left for work early in the morning."
"Ah." The woman face dropped.
"Oh. He probably didn't want to disturb your rest." Cheering her up.
"Yes.Probably."
[3 weeks later]
"Quickly. Call the doctor!"
"Get the warm water and clean sheets."
"Quick Quick Quick"
"Kakashi-san, Please inform Master Fugaku that his wife is currently in labor."
"Has the doctor arrived yet?!"
"Kakashi-san. Madame is … *silent* Yes. Yes. *Pause* I understand."
"Wahhhhhh!"
The screaming pain broke the rupture within the walls of the Uchiha compound
Followed by the first crying sound of a healthy baby
Kitara stood by the front entrance looking afar.
Giving up. She walked inside.
'He won't be home.'
[3 years later]
"Master Sasuke. Please settle down. Don't. No."
A group of maids was chasing after the little infant baby. Fearing he would hurt himself with the curiosity, he had.
Mikoto sat from the inner smiled as she knitted.
Seeing the boy as healthy as any normal child despised the fact that he was an early born.
Two months earlier than expected.
[…]
"Sleep tight." Tucking the little child in his room, Kitara silently made her way across the main hall.
It was dead at night.
Soundless air surrounded the compound.
But.
Crash!
'What's going on?'She hid behind the shoji wall the main office. Not courageous enough to walk across the open entrance.
-Don't you dare tell me what to do-
Fugaku voice erupted from inside.
Hearing the whimpering, Kitara recognized it right away as her mistress's voice.
-Fugaku. I don't know what I've done for you to treat me this way. But I never once had been unfaithful to you. How could you?-
Her sobbing was painful.
Darkly chuckle, -Done nothing?-
More rustling sound of moving furniture and body struggles.
-What is this then?—
The sound of slapping paper echoed from the room.
-What? This … th-i-is. It's not what you think!-
SLAP.
"Madame!" Kitara, no longer hold it inside, rushed to the door after hearing the stinging slap.
Her eyes burned at sight, of the frail woman slouching on the floor.
Then the photos on the floor.
"Oh. Please stop Master. Madame didn't do anything wrong that you think of. I was with her. She was only meeting an old friend."
"So what I heard wasn't false either. He's your past lover. Isn't he?"
The haunting face, smirking above them.
"Y-yes."
"Ma-dame?" Kitara was shock.
"But we ended once I was engaged to you. We never had done anything past the point of closed friend. You should know that."
Her voice was weak. Soft.
"Hmp."
"He asked me out for a reunion dinner and that was all. We parted right away from the restaurant."
"I…"
She was interrupted before she had the chance to explain any further.
"Fugaku. Are you ready to leave? Or we'll be late for the flight." Hana, his secretary stepped in.
"Hmp." And he walked out without a sound.
"Oh. Kirata."
Leaving a broken soul.
o-o-o
"I never could really understand the reason why Master Fugaku was so distance toward his wife, but after that incident. I understand and I began to notice. Behind her back, many had weaved lies of her being unfaithful and that master Sasuke wasn't his son. And the fact that he was born early because of Madame's health didn't help it either."
'Sasuke-kun. Mikoto-chan.'Sakura couldn't help but feeling extreme anguish. 'This is what you had to go through.'
"Sakura. Please promise me. You will not disclose this to anyone. Do not tell a single soul. Please." Shaken the girl's shoulders, she earnestly plead.
"Y-yes. I will not."
"Even the young master doesn't know about his parent's past. I'm sorry to make you carry this burden but … I can't hold it in anymore. I know you can help the young master."
"Yes." Smiling, she held the woman hands confidently. "Please don't be sorry. Let me help you. It's not a burden, Kitara."Her eyes sparkled with gentleness.
And Kitara knew, she made the right decision. "Thank you."
"Kitara-san. We need your help!"
Two heads turned to the opening direction. Seeing a few maids was out of breath.
"Hah…there appears… ah…to be some problems with the restocking number…. Hah…hah…" A maid spoke out as she was catching her breath.
"What?!" Kitara quickly jumped to her feet. "How could that be?" She walked hastily toward them with troubled expression.
"We need you to come to the stock house. Immediately!"
"But."
Glancing back at Sakura, who gave her an understanding nod, "Don't worry about me. I'll be here. Please go."
"Thank you." The rest of maids bowed before they rushed away.
Sighing out, Sakura began to feel lonely as the time passed, just by sitting there looking at the scenery. 'It'll be alright. Walking around a bit.'Wanting to stretch her muscle, she stood. 'Oh. I've been kneeling for so long.' "Wah." Yawning, she stretched her arms high. Eyes gleamed at the soft wind, carrying the essence of floral. 'So, beautiful.'
Silently, stepping along the outer hallway, she was mesmerized by the architecture details. High beams of intrigued carving, exotic plants painted the landscape with colors.
o-o-o-o-o
Ding.
The chime bell of the altar rang as the smoke of the incense hovered around.
'Mother.'Sasuke kneeled before his mom's plaque. 'Please bear with me a bit longer. I will take you away from this place.' He continued to meditate until the incense burned away. As he always does.
o-o-o
"I do not want this to happen again. Understand?"
Fist tightly hold in his pocket, releasing it as a way to set his tension go.
"Yes."
Throwing his dignity away, for now.
He had been standing there too long listening to a bunch of bulls-
One more wouldn't do much.
His mind drifting off as his 'father' continued his 'wisdom' teaching.
"That is all."
Waving him away.
Nodding his head, Sasuke complied.
o-o-o
It wouldn't be long.
Obsidian slowly opened as he scanned the rest of the deceased name plaques on the altar.
Not long at all.
o-o-o-o-o
The wind picked up the fallen petals on the ground, moving the water across the surface. It was calm and silent as Sakura sat by the pond's edge. Her mind was occupied by Kitara's story. Of how Fugaku didn't trust his wife and caused all of that confusion which resulted in tragic end. But no matter what she thought of, everything returned to the man she was destined to be the guardian of. 'Sasuke-kun.'
Oh, how guilty she felt, thinking back at the time before they left and her reaction to his announcement of coming back here. The truth was, insisting on coming here with him because of 'Her.' Her conscience continuously told her to erase but she couldn't. There was a part of her still uncertain. For what reason, she had no clue of. All she knew was that, her innuendo were distressing and it was futile to stop it.
That woman. His sister in law. They were.
Her hands tightened. Mind troubled by their unknown history with each other. Were they lovers? It didn't seem so. Sasuke said he was tricked. But …
"I can't believe you have the nerve to return here." The smooth velvet voice broke her trance and Sakura bolted up right. Turning around, she came face to face with…
"Michelle." Sakura harshly breathe out as she felt her lungs constricted at the sight of the woman. 'She really is here.'Green orbs opened wide.
The brunette with her hair flow beautifully with the wind. Her curvy body was adorned by a black tube dress that reached until her knees; bare shoulders were covered by a fox scarf. With one arm under an elbow, her red nail tapping her chin. Walking provocatively toward the little girl, her poise made Sakura back traced. Smirking at her trembling form, "I see that Sasuke still kept you as his little toy." Raising her sharp curve eyebrow, her red ruby lips curved in a sardonic smile. "Or are you still obediently trailing to him like a bitch you are."
"I'm not going to listen to you. You tricked Sasuke-kun in to thinking I was in danger." Covering her ears, she turned around.
"Oh really. Hm. I guess I did. But sweetie. Did you really believe that a man like Sasuke would be that easily tricked? If his mind weren't filled with lust for my body, he would at least be able think straight that it was nothing but an effortless mind trick." Continued to mar the girl's mind, she enjoyed seeing Sakura's hand tightly fisted around her ears. "Sa. Ku. Ra. How gullible you are. So what. You're his girlfriend. But I bet all you can give him is those innocent little make-out scenes. Heh. We're in the real world here. It's not some fairy tale where the prince sweetly treats the girl. For all you know when you turn around. We're going at it right under your nose." Cocking her head to the side, Michelle closed in on the girl.
"Uhff." Turning around. Sakura pushed the woman away, escaping from her wrath. "I don't care." She exclaimed, voice stern with confident. "Sasuke-kun doesn't need that."
"Aha… Really? Last time I check. He's a man. Like all other man." Not planning to stop. "All he wants is sex. Hot sex. Rough."
Wanting to run away from the evil woman, Sakura silently screamed in her head telling her body to move. But her words. Her voice was making Sakura immobile.
"Did you know… he loves it when I give special attention down there? The way he moaned out when I touch him. Grunting in pleasure as he drove deep in to me from last time." She walked straight up to the girl, whispering to her ears. "What can you do? Do you even know...how to pleasure a man..."
Biting her lips tight, Sakura was enraged by unknown sensation ruling her mind.
"Sweetie. I know for sure. No matter how many cunts he fucked. Let alone a girl who can't satisfy his need. He'll crawled submissively back to me. So… give up. Seeing that you're still a child, I warned you."
Fusing her eyebrows together, Michelle's words were making her uncomfortable. "I'm not a child!" Sakura jolted toward the woman and pushed her straight in to the pond.
"Gah. You Bitch." Screaming her lungs out as she was engulfed by the surrounding water, ruining her designer dress, perfect appearance.
"Hmp. This will teach you a lesson not to underestimate other." Sakura yelled at the drenched slob, standing by the edge of the pond, feeling greatly happy with the sight in front of her.
[…]
If only she could do that. Sigh.
Sakura's mind snapped back in to reality. No matter how many disturbing images Michelle was launching toward her. Sakura would not snoop to her level of dirty tactics.
"Michelle. It must be sad being you right?" Sakura said with a calm expression. "I trust Sasuke-kun. I don't care what happened between you two in the past. All I know, right now. I'm the only person by his side. Even if it's selfish, I won't let him go. And…" Before she turned around, Sakura finished with "Aren't you married?" Implying, 'Where's your husband?'
Walking away with composure, Sakura mind was in a great turmoil. Her heart beat rapidly exploding within her chest. Turning around the corner, she plopped her back to rest on the wall, heavily breathing to calm her nerve. 'Wah'.
A girl's mind was nothing to doubt. Even the nicest, most civil mannered would snapped back against her rival.
[…]
Michelle was shocked in place. Dark orbs blinked in confusion. 'What had just happened?'Her teeth screeching, jaw locked tight. Unable to redeem a comeback, she watched helplessly as the pink hair girl walked away.
Huffing, she stomped away clicking her heels. 'I'll prove it to you.'
o-o-o-o-o
"You." Sasuke voice called out to the group of maids cleaning up the hall way. "Where's Sakura?"
"Oh. Master Sasuke." They bowed. "She's staying in the east tearoom with Kitara." One answered.
"But I just saw Kitara rushing around the stock room."
"Yea. There're seemed to be a problem."
Impatient, he repeated, "So where is she?"
"Oh there she is?! Kitara."
Sasuke turned around to see the woman walking hastily back. "I'm sorry Master Sasuke. I had to run off to settle a trouble." She bowed. "Miss Sakura said I was free to go so… I left."
"Hn." Not caring about details, he turned toward the east tearoom with Kitara trailing behind.
"Oh My. Where's Miss Sakura?" The woman was scared seeing the empty room.
Sigh, Sasuke palmed his face. 'This girl. Why can't she settle in a spot?'
"Let me get everyone to go look for her." Kitara quickly turned around, ready to instruct.
"It's fine. Go back to your work. She probably is roaming around." Knowing the girl too well, "She shouldn't be far."
"Y-yes."A bow before she backed away. Smile at the young man calming gesture. 'He's different.'
[...]
Quickly dialing the girl's phone, but only to find another pocket of his vibrated violently, then he remembered.
"Sasuke-kun. Can you keep my phone in your pocket?"
"Hn." Take her phone, since the girl didn't have any carrier.
Smack. Second face palmed.
Muttering curses he put the phone back in to his pocket before proceeding to look for the little pink blob. 'Sakura.'
[…]
Walking pass groups of maids, his arrogant self was too high to stop and ask one of them if they see a pink blob walking around. He wandered continuously through many entrances, cursing at the size of the manor. It was ridiculously, useless and unneeded of space. His step stopped as he reached near one of the library. The abandon one. The one he was too familiar with.
Creak.
The door was slightly ajar. 'Could she be…?' Walking in to the dark room, he glanced around, about to open his mouth to call out her name but...
"As always, I knew you would come." Her voice slurred with seduction. Michelle stepped out from her waiting spot. Showing the man, the body of desired by all. Strutting close, she slipped away the fox fur scarf. Let her bare, pearl smooth skin hugging by the black dress exposed to his enticing gaze.
"Michelle." He grunted.
"Sasuke." Her lips thinned. "So predictable." Walking toward the man, her arms plunged around his broad shoulders. Pushing her covered ambled chest up to his torso, pressing it tight, she allowed him to feel the hard erecting buds poking.
"Hn." Blankly gazed at the woman, he brought his hands up to grab her arms.
She smirked. He smirked.
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"Wah. I'm lost." A clueless Angel searched for her way.
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