'The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. Its source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who cannot longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. As to why his eyes are closed.' - Albert Einstein.
"Look what the fuck you did with that… that bitch!" Fugaku pointed an accusing finger from Sakura to the now unconscious Mikoto.
Itachi and Fugaku rushed to the woman lying on the ground.
"Mother!" Her eldest son called. She neither tossed nor turned.
"Oh God!" Sakura gasped, clasping her hands before her mouth.
"You can say that right!" Fugaku shot her a death glare.
Out of intimidating fear she took a trembling step back. Getting a glare your way from an Uchiha is everything but pleasant.
Itachi lifted his mother easily in his arms, bringing her to the living area where he lay her down on the huge cough.
Three maids and a butler came running their way.
Ino and Marina were one of them.
Marina frowned when she saw the glass-wearer with the Uchihas. What the hell was she doing in the mansion anyway? She thought that she was banished from here for good. Ino, on the contrary of Marina, gasped when she saw Sakura's wide, scared eyes. What was going on? What was she doing here? Why was Sakura with them and why was Mrs. Uchiha unconscious?
"Someone bring some water!" Itachi yelled out and within the second, someone already had brought what he requested.
Mikoto stirred after a minute or two. Two very silent, wracking minutes and her eyelids slowly flittered open. "Wha… What happened?" She lifted the upper half of her body from the couch, blinking.
"Here…" Itachi gave her the water.
She took it and sipped. "I thought that Sasuke said that he had-" She halted in her sentence upon seeing Sakura standing between her son and Naruto.
"Oh my God, it's true!" Mikoto eyes widen again in pure horror.
Fugaku snapped his head back to Sasuke and the other woman. "This is your fault!" He sneered at her.
Ino and Marina still couldn't comprehend nothing of this all. What was the meaning of this? What is happening?
"Sasuke," Fugaku shifted his eyes towards his son. "You cannot be serious about this. It's impossible that she is your wife!"
"Whaaaaat?!" Both Ino and Marina screamed in unison.
Everybody looked over to the two maids.
"What? She's his what?" Marina kept yelling.
"My wife." Sasuke answered calmly.
Ino blinked, not able not grasp all this, she was so shocked that she even forgot her name for a second there. S-Sakura is his wife?
The platinum blond looked to her best friend, asking with her baby blue eyes if this was true, but Sakura wouldn't meet her gaze, instead she kept staring at the floor.
Ino would not believe this. She would absolutely not. She couldn't be married with Uchiha Sasuke! Or else she was the first to know!
Wouldn't she?
Clearly not, as this came as a surprise for her as for everybody. Sakura, her best friend, didn't tell her that she was going to marry Sasuke.
"No way. You're going to cancel this marriage immediately." Fugaku growled to Sasuke.
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In The Palm Of My Hands
أدب الهواةa sasusaku fanfiction written by:-Sweet.Crazy-DramaQueen