Red Herring

Butterflies

Okay, while I was writing this I was listening to some songs on youtube and this one song came on. Oh, boi! I really like it, since I'm really into slow songs like this for just vibing, you know. Though I listened to it and thought that it worked pretty well with Sakura! It's called Butterfly by UMI. Listen to it while reading this chapter if you want, I highly suggest it. Also, I found it after I named this chapter and I just had to tell you guys about it. It fit so perfectly!

Well, we're finally here, the gallery! The one moment that Sakura has been dreading and waiting for ever since she joined the photography club. Hope it goes well for her! :) Now, I hope you guys like it, surprisingly, this original chapter took a lot shorter than usual. Perhaps I'm just getting quicker at writing! Anyway, enjoy!

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THERE WERE TWO DATES THAT WERE CIRCLED in red on the calendar hanging in the kitchen. The first is obviously today while the other is for tomorrow. Two big days for Shoyo and Sakura. To say that Sakura is nervous would be one of the biggest understatements. Sure, on the outside she was trying to keep her composure as she got herself ready in the morning with her family. However, on the inside, she is simultaneously extremely excited, and nauseated at the same time.

Since today is Tuesday, the first of May, it is the big day that Sakura has been worried about. The gallery. Her nerves were so high that she just about had the idea to skip breakfast, to make sure that she didn't end up getting sick at school. It's usually Shōyō's thing to get sick, not her. Though Natsu had encouraged Sakura to eat something, she even offered to share her own breakfast. Little Natsu wasn't going to let her big sister leave the house on an empty stomach! Not wanting to upset her baby sister, Sakura agreed to eat a little bit of something.

"Have fun at your gallery, Sakura," their mother said and kissed her eldest daughter on the head. Once Sakura had been practically fed by Natsu, their mother came over to clean up after them. "I might be able to stop by later in the day when they let parents go see it."

Sakura shrugged her shoulders, "you don't have to if you don't want to okaasan." She didn't look up to her mother, already knowing that her mother was looking at her with a coy expression. Sakura didn't have too much of a qualm with her mother going to the gallery. The teen has been pretty hush-hush about what her photo is for the gallery, so she understood the reason for her mother to go see it. Though she's just a bit too embarrassed to admit that she was actually giddy for her mother to go see it. Her mother has been very supportive of her in every endeavor that Sakura has done, so she isn't scared of what her mother would say. So Sakura is perfectly okay with her mother seeing her work. She knows that her mother would praise her for her work, so it isn't that nerve-racking. At least she knows that her mother won't say anything bad about it.

Her mother shook her head with a click of her tongue, "I'll go if I want to, young lady." She swatted the back of Sakura's head who yelped.

Sakura grumbled while rubbing her bruised head, "...mean old woman..."

"What was that?" The older Hinata hummed far too sweetly.

Her brown eyes narrowed at her mother as she shuffled off to grab her school bag, "I'm leaving now."

Her mother just chuckled, "alright, have a good day. Shōyō, hurry up!"

Sakura lazily walked outside and grabbed her bike. The cool morning air washed over her and relaxed her just a bit. As long as she didn't work herself up so much, everything would be fine. She's used to being completely calm, so today shouldn't be any different.

Shōyō then came barreling out the door after his sister, "bye, Natsu! Bye, okaasan!" He grabbed his bike from beside Sakura and the two started their journey to school. All the way there, Sakura was quiet, far more quiet than usual. On their morning bike rides, she's usually complaining every once in a while about the ride there, but she wasn't today.