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Everything Has Changed

Casuale

Title says it all, I guess. Inspired by the song Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift ft. Ed Sheeran, this is not song fic (btw). Just a simple story (less than a thousand words) I was inspired by the song I've been hearing lately that I decide...

#canon #couple #haruno #naruto #sakura #sasuke #sasusaku #uchiha

Blue Painted Wall

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by miiickyyoung

Dedicated to AmericaS16

by miiickyyoung

The warm golden rays of the sun invaded my room as the chorus sound of the chirping birds increased, signs that I should start my day. But this morning wasn’t gray, it is not like any dull waking moments I had in the past. I didn’t wish that the sodding birds would shut up, I didn’t put the curtain down to block the sunlight from entering my room, much less think about my work for today as the heir of a known business corporation in Konoha.

It was all about the thing that happened yesterday, Eighteen hours ago to be exact. It all started with one bad day.

The meeting with the investor turned out to be something different, giving me so much work to do. If Itachi was here, I’m sure that deal was sealed off as of this moment. But no, Itachi did not want anything from the Uchiha’s riches. He want to work hard for all his things, leaving me with the big responsibility I was never prepared of. So instead of going on a major road trip with Naruto that we were planning since our first year in college, I sat inside the office as the youngest president of the Uchiha Corporation learning the twist and turns of the long-running family business. Everything seems to be repetitive since then. Waking up every morning, worrying about deals, making sure everything is all right in the business and attend meetings… I’m living in a gloomy life and I think I wouldn’t be able to get out of this cycle-

“Remind me to punch you when we meet again!”

It was the venomous spat that brought me back to where I was-- walking through the lobby, going out of the office to get some fresh air from the tiresome meeting and upon looking to the direction of the voice, a girl probably at my age with a ridiculous pink hair crowded my vision. For a petite body, she is surely strong to carry three medium-sized boxes that she held by both hands. Being a son of Mikoto Uchiha, who taught me manners, I instantly open the glass door for her as we neared the exit.

“Oh! Thanks!” She said gleefully, her face being obscured from my view by the boxes.

“Let me help you.” I said as she walk past by me.

“No, I’m fine. Besides my car is just there.

When she made an effort to face me, I was lost for words seeing her alluring eyes-- it was the most deep, verdant green eyes that I’ve ever seen and somehow gave me this familiar jovial feeling. It was expressive and I wouldn’t doubt that it was a doorway to her very self if given a chance to know her.

“Thank you!” Even her smile, it was radiant and carefree that I just watch as she walk away from me, too astonish to move my feet seeing her and how she instantly gave breathe in my being.

Standing so dumbfounded, wondering if I will meet her again.

Part of me don’t want to ask that question, because for once I don’t want to be that Sasuke whose walls stood tall around me.

Part of me want to run after her and ask her name.

But maybe, I’m always bound to be in this repetitive life.

The soft knock at my door followed by “Uchiha-sama” by our butler was part of a routine I’m used to. One of my unwritten schedule that I need to open the door and get the breakfast from him, take a bath and head straight to the office. But today, I don’t want it to be like any other day. So, heading to the door I politely declined the breakfast in front of me and went straight to the shower. Choosing a more comfortable clothes, the kind I wore going out on a weekend.

Perhaps, it still quite early but I’m sure I will be seeing her.

I opt out for decent lunch and went to a coffee shop. Besides, my secretary was late this morning and she failed to order my coffee before the meeting.

What a very unpleasant day.

Aside from the fact that this coffee shop is just a walking distance from the Uchiha Corporation building something at back of my head told me to get a bread for lunch and sulk at the very corner of this shop.

It was very unusual that the shop is almost full this time of the day, since everyone seems to love diners and restaurants during lunch. But who cares, at least I still got a seat. So with a brooding shoulder I let the world do their own business, hoping that anyone seeing me alone wouldn’t dare to ask if they could share a table, because I hate to share with somebody else.

I felt a presence standing behind me, thinking that whoever this person is failed to get the notice that he don’t want anyone bothering him.

“Uhm- Hello.”

Because her eyes is making me feel like coming home.

to be continued...

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The cover photo of this story is not mine... so is Naruto.

a/n:

LOL. I know, I know, I should be doing my other story. Sorry! But no worries I'm just wrapping up some this and that for the latest chapter of Moving Forward and Under the Cherry Blossom Tree. But this idea just strikes me.
I'm not familiar with the dedication button, but I would really like to dedicate this story to my fellow readers and voters of my stories:

kyaaaah! there are too many of you, I'll try to go back over my notification for each and everyone who read voted, added and Commented on my stories. I'm sorry if I happen to miss your name, I said this before but really THANK YOU SO MUCH!

*reviews are greatly appreaciated.*