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Chapter 2: It's You!
Mikoto had naturally curly hair, she enjoyed it very much but at a very young age her mother made it clear her hair was to be straight. Mikoto just got out of the shower, water dripped from her hair down to her shoulders. She wrapped her towel around her hair after she was fully dressed.
There was three knocks on her bedroom door and she knew exactly who it was. She quickly made her way to open it and when she did she greeted her guest, "Hello mother."
Her mother walked past her and gently placed a huge bowl of steaming hot water on Mikoto's vanity set, "Hello Miko, I knew you were going to wash your hair and so I boiled you some hot water to straighten it."
Mikoto looked at the piping hot water then at her mother, "Thank you but I do not want to straighten my hair mother."
Mikoto's mother laughed and swiped her hand in the air. Ignoring her daughters wishes she grabbed Mikoto's arm and sat her down in front of her mirror, "Non-sense my dear. Here I'll do it for you."
Mikoto didn't argue with her mother about these things, "Mother knows best." Is what her mother always told her.
Her mother grabbed a piece of her hair and pulled it over the steamy water, she then tightly held two brushes on both sides of the strand of hair and roughly pulled the brushes to the end of the strand. The piece of hair fell to Mikoto's arm, it was completely straight.
"You wanted to see me father?"
The built man sat surrounded by beautiful women who were serving different things to him, "Fugaku my son. Come on in, I have some wonderful news. Ladies leave us."
Fugaku watched as the women left out the room, "Father why do you bother yourself with those women?"
Fugaku's father laugh shook the room, "Son, there is a great feeling women make you feel. When your mother was alive nothing could ruin my day." His father looked at him, "You look just like her you know, she would be very proud of you."
Fugaku indeed resembled his mother. He had her dark eyes and tan skin and dark brown hair however where her hair was long and fell past her back his was short and stopped before her shoulders. Fugaku coughed uncomfortably he did not like talking about his mother, "What was it you wanted to see me about?"
The man laughed again and smacked his hands together, "I have found you a wife. She is the daughter of Master Yugurie of the Yugurie clan."
Fugaku wanted to interject but he knew he could not. As much as he wanted to believe he was talking to his father, he knew he was speaking lord Uchiha and the council had really chosen his wife.
His father continued speaking, "Her name is Mikoto. I want you to go make a gesture to her, and Fugaku pretend like you are excited. Love is a beautiful thing."
Mikoto and her mother were in her friend's family flower shop admiring the grand selection of flowers. She had just come from lunch with Kushina. Her mother had wandered off to take a closer look at the white roses. Mikoto heard the bells on the flower shop door jingle.
"Welcome!" She heard the store clerk say to the guest.
Mikoto looked up subconsciously and was surprised to see Kiyumo's male teammate looking around the flower shop. Blush came to her cheeks and Mikoto didn't know why.
Why am I blushing? I don't even know him. Only his name.
Fugaku looked up at Mikoto sensing someone was staring at him. She quickly averted her gaze, but it was too late he recognized her from the other day. Mikoto turned her back trying to avoid him but he only followed her, he was intrigued.
"Excuse me." Mikoto turned around to see that Fugaku speaking to her.
Hesitantly she answered, "Yes?"
"What is your favorite flower?" He asked
Mikoto blushed, "Huh? My favorite flower? Why?"
"I'm buying flowers for a woman I've never met. I figured if I asked a woman's opinion the chances of her liking them are higher."
Mikoto giggled softly and Fugaku examined her the same way he did when he first saw her, "Don't you trust that she will like them because they are coming from you?"
Fugaku squinted his eyes, "I do not trust anyone or thing."
Mikoto looked up at him in surprise, "You have to trust something or someone."
Fugaku laughed smartly, "Let me guess you trust almost everyone?"
Mikoto nodded her head, "Trusting people is important to me. Does that make me a bad person?"
Fugaku picked up the lily Mikoto put down, "Of course not. It just makes you very stupid."
Mikoto's face fumed with embarrassment, "I am not stupid, you jerk!"
Fugaku wasn't fazed by Mikoto's yelling, "You are and yelling at me will not change that. Stupid."
Mikoto balled up her fist but calmed down when she heard her mother's voice yell for her, "Miko! Come on dear we have to go!"
Mikoto walked past Fugaku to meet her mother not saying another word to him.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Mikoto your fiancé is here to see you!"
Mikoto trembled when she heard her father speak those words. She didn't expect the man to show up uninvited. Her stomach twisted in knots and her legs started to tremble as she made her way down the hallway to the main entrance. Her heart was pounding uncontrollably and with each step her breathe became heavier. She stopped and took a deep breath before working up the courage to meet the man she would spend the rest of her life with. Mikoto walked to the door entrance and almost passed out in agony.
There, outside her doorway was the man she would spend the rest of her life with. She couldn't help but utter his name in shock, "Fugaku?"
Fugaku stood with the same look on his face, "Stupid. Your real name is Mikoto?"
That is it for this chapter! I hope you enjoyed it. I would deeply appreciate and comments or reviews you have for this story!