A bet on Love

25 | "...since when was Itachi your therapist?..."

Sakura sat at the island table in the middle of the Uchiha dining kitchen, scrolling through her phone when she received a call. Her face slightly lit up as she saw who was calling her and without hesitation, answered the call. She drew the phone close to her ear and cleared her throat, then with a grin, she greeted,

"Papa! Good afternoon, it's been so long!" She heard an 'it's only been a week' from the other side and couldn't help but laugh, "How are you and Mama doing?...yes I'm fine, Mikoto-san is a very nice woman...yes...I mean we talk from time to time but his older brother is much nicer. Forget him, when are you two coming back?...you're staying longer?...a month? That's long...no I'm fine...stay with the Uchiha's? Can't I stay with Ino or Hinata?-...oh...no I'm fine, I'm okay...okay...bye."

Her hand dropped and so did her phone, as she tilted her head upwards, shutting her eyes. She let out a sharp breath and leaned to pick her phone up when she heard a scoff from the sitting room. Her mood turned more sour as she picked up her phone and made her way to her room. "Why are you sad?" He asked in a mocking tone, not sparing her a glance. She rolled her eyes as she stopped at the fridge, looking for something to eat before she left the Uchiha.

"Grow up."

"I'm just saying out of both of us, you don't have the right to be in such a sour mood when for the past week I've been sleeping on the couch." She pulled out a bucket of ice cream from the fridge and a packet of cookies then turned to him,

"That's not my business. That bed is big enough to fit both of us, I could build Wall Maria, Wall Rose and Wall Sina between us and there'll still be space left so you sleeping on the couch is a you problem." She slammed the cupboard closed and walked out of the kitchen. Sasuke slumped back onto the sofa, switching his phone on, so annoying.

While he was still muttering to himself, the door swung open and Itachi entered the house, "I'm home," he called, immediately walking into the kitchen and opening the fridge, "Hey who took all the ice cream?"

"Welcome home. You're innocent little 'Cherry-blossom' stole all our foo-"

"Aww, and I wrote my name on it too...I bet it was Sakura! Where is she anyways?" A vein popped on the younger Uchiha's forehead as Itachi ignored him with his ranting. With a scowl, he answered,

"Pouting cuz she has to stay for another month. I'm the one who should be angry here-"

"She has no right to pout after stealing my ice cream! Sakura!"

"Yes?" She yelled back,

"Give me back my ice cream!"

"No!"

-

The black car stopped in front of the Haruno Mansion and Sakura stepped out of the vehicle, waking slowly towards the empty and quiet house. To be fair it was always quiet aside from Ino constantly throwing a party with their friend group there from time to time but if she was being honest, sometimes she hated being the daughter of one of the most prosperous companies in Japan. With her parents constantly on business trips, they had no time for their daughter. Now she wouldn't admit that, but deep down it was true, and she knew it.

With a sigh, she opened the door with her spare keys, dragging the empty box as Sasuke stalled at a distance behind her. Why he was here in the first place she didn't know, but she suspected it had something to do with Itachi. He was always planning something. After the call from her parents that she would be staying another month with the Uchiha, Mikoto advised her to get more of her things since she originally packed clothes for two weeks which for a supposed 'rich girl' was too little, so here she was, only the grumpy duck-ass was with her.