Onyx eyes shift over to the towering figure running alongside her for the umpteenth time. Uchiha Sarada could not believe that she finally met her father after so many years of wondering and questioning who exactly he was. Sure, their initial meeting wasn't pleasant in the beginning, but she could understand his uncertainty due to this Uchiha Shin fellow proclaiming to be a part of their clan. The young heiress scoffs at the idea of that weirdo being a member of her family, yet she couldn't deny that she was afraid, especially after the Seventh - he did give her permission to call him by that - revealed to her that the mysterious Sharingan wielder might just be after her.

There is a warm feeling in Sarada's chest when she remembers the way her papa embraced her after realizing who exactly she was to him. She also remembers the sudden concern he portrayed when he realized that she had wandered off on her own to the tower and in that split second, his feeling changed to anger when the Seventh showed up, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, retelling her father how he had no other choice but to take the girls with them to their rendezvous point. Sasuke insisted that he accompany the Hokage and the genin back to Konoha to escort them back, muttering something about how Sakura would skin him alive.

And that is how she finds herself running in between her father and ChouChou, with Naruto flanking the end, the four of them heading back to Konoha. The young Uchiha girl glances up once more studying the man with the same features as her own, and she wonders what exactly he is thinking. His face is devoid of all emotion, it isn't hard, but Sarada thinks that he has a damn good poker face, one that she unknowingly thinks she has inherited. Her mind then drifts off to her mother and the worry that she must be feeling at finding out that she had left the village without her permission, the guilt of what she had done beginning to eat away at her especially since she had disrespected her prior to leaving.

With every step they take she grows more and more nervous and confronting her mother, but aside from that nervousness, Sarada is also excited. She is ecstatic and giddy to finally be able to see her family come together as one unit just like she has seen her friends and their mothers and fathers walk in the village countless of times. The Uchiha girl imagines a thousand and one scenarios in her mind of how life could be from now on now that her father was returning with her.

WIthout realizing it, the group has already made it to Konoha's borders. 'Mama...' Sarada looks up to her father again - because she just couldn't keep her eyes off of him - and what she sees surprises her. Sasuke looks tense dare she say nervous even as his eyes stare straight ahead to where you can see the grand wooden gates of the village. It is then that she realizes that her papa hasn't seen mama in just as many years and he is probably nervous to see her again. Her dark eyes soften at the sentiment, her small hand reaching out to his sole one and grasping it.

Sasuke looks down at his daughter, a reassuring smile is on her face, one that painfully reminds him of his wife that he squeezes back just enough. Sarada is the exact copy of Sakura and him, a beautiful blend of both their characteristics that he couldn't believe he didn't recognize. He gives his daughter a gentle smirk, one that has her blushing as he begins to lead them both towards the village gates with their hands still linked together.

It takes but a few steps for them to emerge through the trees and it's then when they see the gates open in welcoming and standing just between the two large doors is Sakura. Sarada looks towards the Seventh in question. He smiles big and bright for her giving her a thumbs up. "I sent her a message that we were on our way."

When Sarada looks back towards the gates she sees Sakura's shocked face. Her mother's green eyes are wide open, mouth agape at the image before her. Something tells the young Uchiha that she should let go of her father's hand now and she does with one last reassuring squeeze.

In an instant, her mother is on the move towards them and Sasuke does the same as he begins to walk towards Sakura. Onyx eyes bleed over to red, the two tomoe coming to life in her fledging eyes wanting to remember this moment forever. Her mother is now running towards her papa as Sasuke ups his pace to a brisk one, his black cape flowing in the breeze behind him.

For Sarada, this one moment in time has slowed down as she watches her mama cry out, "Sasuke!" as she jumps into her papa's embrace. She watches as her father catches her, looping his arm around the pinkettes waist, crushing her body into his. He is so much taller than her mother that he has to slightly bend forward just to bury his face into her neck. She sees the way Sakura wraps her arms around Sasuke, lacing her fingers behind his back locking him in her embrace as she nuzzles into his broad chest.

Sasuke gently puts his hand on Sakura's shoulder pulling away from her loving embrace. There are tears in her eyes and so much joy that he cannot help from smiling at her. His middle and pointer finger tap her forehead, an action that Sarada doesn't understand, but her mother smiles the biggest grin she has ever seen her muster. She watches the way her father cups the rosette's cheek, tenderly and tentatively almost as if he is afraid to break her and what happens next steals the young girls breath away.

Her papa's eyes soften as he looks at mama with all the adoration this world has to offer as he slowly brings his head down towards Sakura. Her mother looks up at Sasuke with all the love she has had for the man before her for all the years she has been breathing and living on this earth as she meets him halfway, her eyes closing when her lips make contact with his. Sakura's arms immediately wrap themselves around Sasuke's neck as she tries to bring him closer towards her, a choked sob leaving her lips as Sasuke pulls her closer in an attempt to mold her body to his. Sarada blushes and looks away at the vulnerable moment happening between her parents wanting to give them privacy, but her heart is so full of joy at seeing her mother so happy.

"Tadaima," she hears her father say a few seconds later.

"Okaeri, Sasuke," her mother responds in between kisses.

Green eyes shift over Sasuke's shoulder over to the young girl with midnight black hair. "Sarada, my love, come here."

The Uchiha heiress sprints towards her mother and father, jumping into her mama's arm the moment she reaches her. Sakura plants kisses all over her daughter's face whispering how happy she was that she was safe. Sarada feels like her chest is about to explode from the immense happiness she feels at finally being with both of her parents. Her dark eyes look towards her father, his face has softened, his eyes regarding them both with a gentle look as he places his hand on her soft black tresses, "let's go home."

Somewhere up above, Itachi is smiling.

A/N: OMG WTF KISHI! I cannot stand the cliffhanger that he left us in 700+4! I swear, next chapter better completely be about Sasuke and Sarada's reunion only or else I am going to flip the fuck out. Sasuke has definitely earned "parent of the year" by pointing his sword at Sarada. Sure, some weird guy proclaiming to be an Uchiha is terrorizing him, but how can you not recognize your own daughter?! I can't. Guys, I am going to have a freaking heart attack. ChouChou better not mess up this reunion with her smart remarks, save that shit for later, girl!. But yeah, freak out aside, obviously my inspiration came from the latest Naruto Gaiden chapter. We are that much closer to a reunion between Sasuke and Sakura (I hope).

Please leave a review telling me what you think, and I welcome you all to read my multi chapter fic "This is Heartache" as it is my main project at the moment so if you are wanting more SasuSaku from me, you can find it there. Bye!