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Hot Hearts
Caliento Corazones
Sakura's face was contorted with a streak of anger. She pursed her lips as her foot was tapping on the floor so hard, she actually thought she was going to fall through the floor. Her eyes wandered to the younger sibling who was stalking towards the duo. Sakura's long gracious fingers grabbed the book and snatched it out of Itachi's hand. She ignored his smirk and tucked the book safely under her arm.
"Why are you here!?"
"Shouldn't you be, in like---jail?" Sakura retorted angrily.
'No, I refuse to cry' 'I'm not weak' 'I'm not a baby' 'I'M NOT!'
Itachi narrowed his eyes. "Che, do you know who I am?" he replied cockily. Sakura didn't even have the words to answer. She spun around on her flat shoes and briskly walked towards the check out center, not sparing a glance at the Uchiha. Itachi gazed at the brown-haired beauty with a new found interest. 'How interesting'
Itachi's felt his younger brother's presence behind him. A hand gripped his shoulder, angry. His brother's voice was low and dark. "I agree with the girl Itachi, shouldn't you be locked up?" his voice was deep and barely audible, it was−frightening. Itachi chuckled. Sasuke paused momentarily.
"You got busted−again?" He sounded weak.
Itachi licked his lips. "Foolish brother, father will always bail me out"
He was taunting him.
Itachi merely shrugged off his hand and proceeded to walk out. Sasuke stood standing broadly, face filled with anger. He growled softly and zipped up his baggy jacket. The lights in the library flicked on and off. Computer screens flashed dead for a second and then began to boot up after a second.
Whispers began to fill the air as Sasuke took after his brother as well.
The sky had changed painfully into a big blob of gray and dark shades of blue. Fat clouds were darkened as rain droplets began to pour from the sky. A wind slashed out. Trees sagged as water began to fan out the streets. Sakura was dripping wet as she ran on the sidewalks trying to get home faster.
'Faster, faster, faster!' she chided to herself. The thunder boomed with the loud music making the noise frightening. Lightning zigzagged across the sky and flashed once−twice in the clouded sky. Sakura clothes stuck to her thin frail figure. Rain mingled with thick dark eyelashes as she rounded another corner.
Gang members sipped beer in the allies and smoked cigarettes, taunting blowing smoke in her face. Sakura refused to scream.
'I thought I would be over it by now…'
The water running down her face was now her tears.
She dropped the library book. Hastily picking it up, Sakura looked up at the sky as more lighting struck down. Shutters clacked noisily as kids ran throughout the streets trying to get home.
'Dad…'
Sakura cried harder.
"Hey, you little girl…"
Sakura knew that voice. She dared not to look in the back of her as footsteps pounded in her ears. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" she shrieked at the figure behind her. She forced her feet to run faster as she bounded up the stairs of the small apartment complex building.
Itachi watched the frightened girl in her small apartment. His eyebrows furrowed. 'This girl, she seems…different' 'She's not infatuated, she's…scared'
Sakura opened her door and dumped the piles of school materials on the ground. She saw her mother sitting on the sofa, staring out of the window. The crystalline water droplets patted on the windowsill, dripping secondly and into a big puddle. The thunder boomed again and Sakura watched her mother jump excitedly.
Sakura stepped towards her mom. "Hey mom" she said uneasily. Her mother slowly turned her head and smiled. She raised a hand and pointed outside.
"Rain" she stated proudly.
"Yeah mom, rain"
"…rain, pretty" Her mother covered her ears. "Loud!" she complained. She patted the rough material on the seat by her body. "Sakura, sit" she ordered. Sakura obeyed.
Sakura sat next to her mother and looked at the window covered by simple light sky blue curtains she had sewed over summer vacation. Sakura tucked a strand of hair by her ear. The two sat in quietly, silently enjoying the soft pat of the rain and each other's company. Sakura leaned her head against her mother's shoulder.
"School good?" her mother questioned.
Sakura nodded.
Her mother grinned. "Good" she said.
Sakura decided not to tell her the string of dramatic events she'd gone through today. She knew her mother would get lost and not understand. But she liked to talk. She liked to explain everything and just have someone listen. Sakura saw her mother's eyes droop.
"C'mon mommy, let me take to you go to bed" she said gently.
Her mother rubbed her head. She jumped again as they heard a loud clap of thunder. The bright yellow flash of lightning streaked right outside her window. Sakura's mom put a hand to her head. Tears formed in her ducts. "Bad…" she groaned.
Sakura put a hand under her mother's soft head. It reminded of a baby. She guided her mother to her bed. Tucking her in, Sakura kissed her forehead and pushed the darkened roseate locks away from her face. Sweat rolled down her cheeks. The dim light from a small lamp shone on Sakura's face. She left the door open and sighed.
Her mother was getting more and more headaches lately. She became agitated quickly and woke up early in the morning. Sakura felt as if more things were crumbling in her life. She rubbed her head wearily and looked at the tons of homework she had. Sakura groaned.
She quickly wrung a towel of warm water and put it over her mother's head. "I love you" she whispered.
'I love you'
'I love YOU!'
'I LOVE YOU!'
Do you know how hard it hurt for someone to say it everyday though the person never could understand it?
The Uchiha mansion was grand. It was a quarter of a mile away from the rugged streets of Harlem (which Sasuke hated) and was guarded twenty-four seven with top notch police officers. The house was a light gray with dark blue shutters and a rock wall surrounding the house. An assortment of bright colored flowers and shrubs lined the red-colored munch areas in the bright yard.
There was a gray-stoned waterfall that poured the clearest water. A pathway of slated stones made its way to the bronzed finished door with two humongous marble columns.
Inside the burnished dining room, a now dried Itachi and Sasuke sat on the mahogany chairs. Uchiha Fugaku paced angrily around the spacey room. The light shining bright in their faces contrasted with the rain slamming down on the windows and the mixture of thunder and music.
"This is unacceptable!" he boomed. He slammed a soaked newspaper on the matching wooden dining table.
UCHIHA'S FAMOUS PRODIGY IN JAIL, AGAIN.
"I am sick, and…tired of both of you!" His voice shook the entire mansion, laced with venom.
Uchiha Mikoto kindly shooed away two maids coming to set the table for dinner. The worry lines on her forehead were visible. She breathed, in and out.
Sasuke crossed him arms and glanced cockily at his older brother.
"You are disgracing the Uchiha family name!" he bellowed. He slammed his palms on the table. The vases containers spiraling bamboo shook. He scoffed. "I will not tolerate this anymore!"
"You two have been given everything you need, yet you act like scoundrels on the streets!"
Sasuke glared at his father. "We don't fit in here" he said arrogantly. It was true; Sasuke would rather hang in the streets listening to music then dressing up in some fancy tux and talking about business.
Fugaku looked like he was going to explode. The sound of heels quickly pacing was heard as Mikoto scurried to her fuming husband. "Sasuke!" "Be nice to your father" she scolded. Sasuke reluctantly quieted down.
Fugaku turned coldly to Itachi. "You need to show more respect, both of you" He sighed, swallowing saliva. "Some people in the world are dying of starvation and diseases while you two just sit down on your asses here and get high on drugs!"
Sasuke grit his teeth and stared at his stoic brother. 'How can be possible stay so calm?'
Fugaku glanced at his wife expectantly. She quickly dug her hand into a pocket of her dress and pulled out a neatly folded white paper. She unfolded it to reveal an elaborate pamphlet.
Sasuke's raised an eyebrow. "What's this?"
"This is a small district in Tokyo, Japan. It has one of the finest prestigious schools in the world" Fugaku explained.
Sasuke's eyes widened. Itachi looked equally surprised for a moment.
Sasuke straightened up from his slouched position to get a better view of the paper.
"I. Am. Not. Going. To. Japan." he stated flatly.
Fugaku looked at his youngest son amused. "Sasuke, I don't care what you want, you will leave America to get a better education if you keep up with this gangster nonsense. This goes for you too Itachi"
The room was entirely silent.
Mikoto cleared her throat and patted Sasuke's shoulder. "Both of you, go get cleaned up for dinner" she forced a smile.
Sasuke stuffed his hands in his pockets and gradually got up. Itachi soon followed. The sound of feet shuffling up the stairs echoed threw out the mansion.
Fugaku coughed loudly. Mikoto looked worriedly at her husband and then glanced at the top of the staircase. 'There is only so much I can do for these men'
Fugaku's coughing increased. Mikoto quickly led him to a chair. She called for the maid to call their doctor. Fugaku looked sick. Mikoto never saw her husband this pale before.
"Fugaku, I have an idea…" she whispered.
Fugaku clenched his fists. "I will not go to any other doctor Mikoto, the chairmen of Uchiha Industries cannot show any type of weakness"
He shot a look at his wife. "What if Hiashi finds out?"
Mikoto was quiet for a minute, looking as if thinking to rephrase her words.
"Fugaku-kun…"
He looked wearily up at her pale beautiful face, straight black locks framing her face and bringing out her glassy eyes.
Mikoto bit her lip. "I know a friend…" she began.
"Her name is Shizune and she is the dean of the college here. In addition to being the dean, she has her major degree in medicine."
Fugaku looked unimpressed.
"…she trained under Tsunade, Fugaku"
Fugaku rubbed his head and coughed, his eyes wide. "Can she keep confidentiality?"
"Of course. But here is the problem…"
Fugaku mentally groaned. "Hn" 'Another problem?'
"She is very busy with the school and simply does not have the time to heal you." Mikoto looked sadly at her husband, forcing herself not to cry.
"…and whether you like it or not Fugaku, you are slowly getting worse"
Fugaku's eyes turned red.
Mikoto ignored him and wrung her hands nervously together. "She has this student that she is very fond of. Her name is Sakura and her idol is Tsunade. She is a very intelligent kid and is planning to become a doctor after college."
"I think she can help you Fugaku"
Fugaku opened his mouth to object but Mikoto quickly cut him off.
"We can pay her Fugaku. I am thinking that she will be soon the best of the best. Sakura is a very wonderful but poor girl."
She slid a picture of Sakura towards her husband.
Fugaku felt himself staring at a slender figure with wavy brown hair and the brightest, happy green eyes.
"Please think about it" Mikoto pleaded.
On the top of the staircase, the two Uchiha brothers listened intently.
Sakura ran down the boardwalk in black pleated skirt, purple baby doll tunic and black eyelet flats with black and grey knee high socks. 'Another day, another migraine' the early morning was hot as the sun beat down on her back. Sakura felt people looking at her.
Her auburn hair had changed back into its natural pink. 'Damn pink hair' she thought, annoyed.
Going unnoticed by Sakura, someone stealthy followed her. Black stilettos clicked on the boardwalk behind Sakura as they broke into a sprint, coming behind Sakura in a matter of seconds. Manicured hands quickly covered Sakura's face.
Sakura stiffened. Sakura opened her mouth to scream but the hands quickly removed themselves from her shocked face.
Sakura spun around to meet the person.
Her mouth broke out into a surprised smile.
"I-Ino?" she gasped.
Ino smirked. "Nice seeing you Forehead-girl"
Sakura felt like the wind had knocked her out. "Y-You are back from Tokyo already?!"
Ino chuckled. "Forehead girl, it's been four months already, where have you been?"
Sakura couldn't muster up words to speak. She hugged her friend tightly. "Man, have I got to tell you some stories Ino-pig" she whispered, silently crying.
Ino smiled. "I got some interesting news too Forehead-girl"
She pulled back from Sakura. "How is your mother?"
Sakura sighed. "She's doing fine"
Ino nodded and motioned to the college. "Let's go"
The two girls walked chatting. They made their way to the school college complex where again Sakura had to go to the math building. Ino bid her goodbye.
'At least I have Ino'
A hand gripped her wrist tightly. Sakura's eyes widened. This was not Ino.
She turned around to be staring into onyx eyes. She gasped. It was Sasuke.
"Y-You!" "Shouldn't you be in school already?" she spat accusingly.
Sasuke ignored her. "Come with me"
Tsuzuku.
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