Sakura's Sister (Sasuke X Reader)

Chapter 3

A woman with light pink hair like mine and stunning emerald eyes was standing before me. She was old, but very beautiful. She stared at me for a moment, narrowing her eyes. I didn't like the look on her face. Her full lips covered in a beige lipstick was in an ugly sneer, and her eyebrows furrowed together. The wrinkles that seemed hidden only a moment ago was now presentably etched on her face. Her eyes instantly hardened and it look almost like she wanted to slap me.

"Umm...Hi. I'm (Y/N) Haruno. I was wondering if my mother, Sally Haruno was here," I asked quietly. Hey eyes went wide and her mouth dropped. She seemed truly surprised that I was here after I said my name.

"So...(Y/N)?" She asked slowly. I nodded and she smiled..but it wasn't a warm motherly smile. It was more of a forced one. The type of smile you give your boss after he gives you a lame job to do. "This is kind of..strange..Umm..Do you want to come in?" She asked me. I replied with a nod and smile. She only nodded, not returning the smile.

'Why is mother so cold?'

I walked into the warm house, my body temperature slowly rising. She was silent while heading into the living room. I walked into the cozy little room that had a fireplace going. I sat on the couch and she sat across from me. We sat in silence, staring at each other. I squinted a little trying to see the resemblances between us. I had her soft peach complexion, hair, graceful neck, body shape and lips. The only thing I'm glad about is that I have my father's warm inviting eyes. This woman looked like her eyes never twinkled like my father's.

"Wow...You're all grown up," she said suddenly staring at my body. I blushed a little and looked down. It was true, I was far ahead in the puberty stage than any other girl. "What are you here?" She asked sharply. I stared at her in confusion.

'Why isn't she excited to see me? I mean I am her DAUGHTER. And by is she fine one moment and the next a rude person?'

"The Chunnin exams are being held here," I replied as warmly as I could even with so many questions swirling in my mind. Her cold, blank expression never changed. If anything she became more cold, if even possible.

"How old are you now?" She asked.

'How come she doesn't know?'

"I'm fifteen," I stated. I didn't like her...not one bit.

'What did father see in her?'

"Where are you staying?" She fired at me. It seemed like an interrogation with all the questions she was shooting at me. Her eyes never seemed to soften and it was making me feel very, very uncomfortable

"A hotel," I simply said. She breathed out a sigh of relief..Like she was glad I had a place to stay..that WASN'T in her home.

'What exactly is her problem? Why would it be a problem that her own child roomed here for a while? What was the evil in that?'

"Where's Sakura?" I asked and my mother narrowed her eyes again. They looked like small slits embedded on her face.

"She's training and should be home any minute," She stated and I nodded my head, beginning to look around the living room. There are plenty of pictures of her and another girl.

'Hmm..Must be Sakura'

My mother was smiling in every picture and so was Sakura. They looked truly happy.

'Why aren't there pictures of me..or dad? What is her problem?'

We sat in silence again staring..well in her case GLARING at me. Then I heard the door open and close. My mother got up and replaced scowl with a warm smile. Her face glowed and her whole demeanor changed. A woman around seventeen walked in. She had short, chopped light pink hair and my mother's eyes. She wore a red dress that was kind of short. Her body was in the shape of an hourglass figure. She had patches of dirt on her body and was sweating. Other than her big forehead, she was really pretty. Her eyes flickered at me for a moment before she tilted her head in confusion and then pointed at me.