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Man to man talk (sasusaku) part1

"Sakura, he's here!"

The door swung open and revealed a tall lean man, with raven hair and features that's so feminine. His deep onyx eyes were like a puzzle women would love to solve and drown in. There's a dash of loneliness with a mixture of something bizarre in his eyes, something one person with or without expertise could figure out, but the strong striking sense of its presence is there. His pale face, so perfectly smooth, kept, clean and glowing, it's probably because of what he eats.

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His thin and adorable lips, it can make all the women (and men) go insane. And behind the tuxedo he's wearing, lies a body women would die for to have and hold. All in all, Uchiha Sasuke is the closest thing bearing the title "Prince Charming", well, second to his older brother of course. Uchihas have good genes. Ah, those praiseworthy genes.

"Konbanwa, Haruno-san." Sasuke greeted the woman who opened the door for him with a slightly low bow accommodated with a gorgeous half-smile.

The woman in front of Sasuke, Haruno Rei, who had her long pink hair in a low ponytail bowed as well and nodded. Seems like Harunos have good genes too. Sasuke knows that she's one of those traditional Japanese women who practice speaking 'gozaru' (1). "Konbanwa, Uchiha-san." She ushered Sasuke inside as she closed the door shut. "I'm making dinner, so make yourself at home, okay? Sakura will be here any moment." Giving him another nod and a warm smile, she and her apron skipped to the kitchen to do her magic.

Looking around the house, Sasuke could see lots of family photos framed and hung on the wall. There was even a hall of Sakura's pictures in one corner of the room which totally clashed with the yellow-orange wallpaper. Shrugging it off, Sasuke entered a room which appeared to be the living room.

There was one long black and white couch with a small glass table on each side, there were two beanbags parallel to the table, and in between the beanbags was an antique table with Cali Lilies on a crystal blue vase on the middle. Aside form the television a few feet away from the couch, everything else were girly, from the floral purple wallpaper, the lacy pink curtains, to the little knickknacks and decorations displayed in the room.

"So…" there was another man who entered the room, must be the man of the house, "you're Uchiha Sasuke?" the man who had a broader shoulder and looked a lot older than Sasuke said questioningly, as if in doubt.

Sasuke took notice of the man's newly shaven beard and his clean and gelled brown hair. He was also wearing an eyeglass that shimmered in the florescent light; he was holding a briefcase, probably just got out of work. "Hai. Konbanwa, Haruno-san. Uchiha Sasuke desu." (2)

The man sat down on the couch and loosened his tie. "Haruno Kenji desu. I'm Sakura's father." There was emphasis, a strong one. He put down his briefcase on the side. "Sit down." It was neither a request nor an offer, it was a direct command.

"Aa." And Sasuke sat on the beanbag, which made a squeaky sound in the process. Compared to the couch, it was a little lower than he expected. He felt like a child being scolded by his father.

Daddy Haruno eyed him and took notice of his new Tux and sneered. He glanced at the stairs and back again at Sasuke. "Here's the deal, Uchiha. Your filthy hand stays where they are. Not one finger of yours or a single strand of your hair is to touch any part and I mean—any part of my daughter. You are not even allowed to look and think about her in the wrong way, or heaven forbid me I will disembowel you! You got that?"

Sasuke, being the genius that he is, grasped the situation will full comprehension. The rumors were true. This must be the protective daddy men at school who have asked Haruno Sakura out were talking about. This must be the person whom they speak of, the same cause who made those suitors chicken out on the date. Sasuke nodded, "Sir, I am not—"