Involuntary Parents

Involuntary Parents [25]

Sakura awoke to an empty bed; she scanned the room quickly in search of a certain Uchiha. Hopping out of bed, she ran downstairs. Her heart clenched as she realized that Sasuke was no where to be found.

Was it all just a dream? She frowned sadly and slowly ascended the stairs once more. The way he held her last night, her hand touched the same spot on her cheek where his lips had planted a kiss. It couldn't have been a dream...could it?

However when she re-entered her room, a note on her bedside table caught her attention. The pink haired girl quickly picked it up and opened it.

Calm down, relax. I left to get dressed. Be ready by 9:30, I'll be waiting outside. Dress casual.

~Sasuke x.

Sakura felt her entire body relax as she read the note. It wasn't a dream and he hadn't left her. She glanced at the digital clock beside the lamp and smiled. It was 8:20, she had enough time to get ready.

She walked into her bathroom smiling from ear to ear. Today, they were about to play hooky.

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Sasuke wasn't surprised when he found no one at home. Itachi always left for work early and he supposed that Karin had found her way to school.

A shiver ran down his spine at the thought of her. He had honestly expected Karin to try and interfere with his relationship with Sakura from the moment he walked through the door and she attacked him with a hug.

Sasuke pulled a white t-shirt over his wet hair. Finally getting it on, he shook his head, flashing his hair out of his face. He often considered getting a haircut, but was too lazy to go through with it. Plus, it didn't seem like Sakura had a problem with it.

The Uchiha groaned as he thought of his wife again. He hadn't known what had gotten into him. Ever since she'd ran out on him, he couldn't get her off his mind. It became so bad he'd started failing school.

Never had he felt like this in his entire life. People's opinions of him had never mattered and yet, here he was wondering if it would bother Sakura if he got a haircut. The feeling was so surreal...it scared him.

He sat down to pull on his shoes, bending over he grabbed the heel of the shoe, but something caught his attention. It was a piece of broken glass. He furrowed his eyebrows and lifted the end of the bed cover that was within his reach.

To his surprise he found a broken picture frame. Leaving the shatter frame, he pulled out the picture. His eyes fixated on pink hair and a crooked smile touched his lips. It was the photo of Sakura crying over the fallen ice cream.

He placed it in his jacket pocket and continued getting ready. Sasuke took one last look at himself before pulling his black jacket over his shirt and left.

He arrived at Sakura's house at 9:20 and leaned against his car waiting. In a matter of minutes Sakura was spotted leaving the house in a pair of white trousers that stopped at her ankles and a long sleeved, pink and white top with matching sandals.