Chapter 7: Going home?

I stared at me mother, frozen, I couldn't speak.

"Home…?" I thought.

"…Sakura?" My mother called.

I snapped up from my trance, and looked up at her. "Home? Why?"

My mother didn't really seem to get it. "You said you didn't want to do this, I know I came a little late, but now I realize how bad it must be for you to be here. So I'm taking you home, I already talked to the principle, and she says she can take you off the list. Aren't you happy?"

I bit my lip, how in the world was I supposed to tell my mother I didn't want to leave. If I told her it was because I got myself a boyfriend, she may just blow it off, and say that there are plenty of people to meet, and that I shouldn't stay because of one person.

Then again, she wouldn't, she couldn't, understand the feeling I get from being around Sasuke.

I feel so happy, I feel like no matter what, no matter who came in our way, his brother, Karin, or any other crazy fangirl I'm sure there is, that we can still make it through in the end.

I don't want to leave, because I think I've finally found the one.

But how do I explain this to my mother?

"Mom…." I said.

She looked at me, probably expecting me to burst out in a happy wave; that thought died, though, when she saw my face, holding back a few loose tears.

"I don't know if I want to leave. I met someone really great, but I don't know if I'll ever be able to see them again if you take me from here." I didn't want to be too specific, but I think I got my point across.

"Oh, Sakura." My mother smiled. "I'm sure it'll be okay, with all the technology they have now, you'll probably be able to talk to this person like they're still with you."

I looked at my mother, shocked.

"I mean, it sounds like you've just made friends with one person. If you had to choose between staying here with that person, or getting to be back home, like you wanted to, and still be able to see that person, what would you chose? It'd probably be like the relationship you have with Ino, you two hang out here and there, but I see you two spend most of your time on the phone with each other."

I was in utter shock, did my complaining beforehand really lead her to believe that I'd rather simply stay in touch with people than be here; does she really think I hate being here that much?

This proves a big point; parents almost never understand their children.

"I just…" I couldn't seem to form the right words in my head to tell her I want to stay.

"Well, you better start packing, the ferry leaves in about three hours, I'll see you there; I want to see the school a bit."

With that, my mother left my dorm room, and I fell over onto my bed, crying.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on my door. "Come in." I called, wiping my eyes.

Sasuke walked in to see I was alone. "So, what did your mom want?" He asked.

At that moment, my tears broke loose again, and I got up, stumbling from the weight on my ankle, and threw my arms around him. Sasuke, caught a little off guard, held me up while I cried in to him.

He patted my back, "What's wrong? What happened?"

I sobbed a bit more, and then I finally explained to him how my mother wanted to take me home. I felt Sasuke's grip on me tighten, and he put his head on mine. "Why?" He asked.

"Because I'm a big whiner," I sobbed, "I was complaining to my mom all the time before I came here about how much I didn't want to go, and so she decided after three weeks that I was probably miserable, and decided to take me home."

"Didn't you tell her you didn't want to go?" Sasuke asked. "…Or…do you really want to leave?"

I looked up at him, "No, I don't want to leave, she just thinks I do, and I did tell her that I didn't really want to go because I met someone really great."

"What did she say to that?"

"That I could easily just keep in contact with the person, well, you, and that I probably just wanted to see you more than I wanted to stay at the school. She pretty much just blew off everything I said, insisting that I go home, and now I don't know what to do."

Sasuke didn't say anything for a long time. He held me, slipping into his own world, listening subconsciously to my crying.

"Did you mention…how you feel about me to her…or that you have someone here who's in love with you?" He said.

I shot my head up to look at him. "In love?" I repeated.

Sasuke nodded, and another fit of tears broke out.

"I…I love you, too…." I cried.

I later walked with Sasuke, trying to find my mother; we had rehearsed what we were going to say, trying our best to keep me here.

We found her in none other than the place we first met. (Place is getting important, isn't it?) We walked over, my mother turned, greeting us both.

"So, Sakura, have you finished packing?" My mother asked.

"Well…I…." I tried to speak, I knew what I had to say, and I just had to spit it out.

"Have you talked to the friend that you were mentioning earlier, yet? I'm sure they'd want to know about your departure."

"M-Mom! My friend is right here next to me, but he's not my friend! He's my lover and I want to stay with him!!" I blurted out, it wasn't exactly what we had planned, but it was already done.

My mother looked from me to Sasuke, finally her gaze landed on Sasuke, and it looked angry.

"Sasuke…Uchiha?" She asked.

"Yes." Sasuke replied, trying to sound polite.

"Uchiha…." She growled. "You give me all the more reason to take my daughter back."

I shot a horrified look at my mother; she wasn't the kind to talk like this.

"You Uchiha's and your mind games; I know what you've done to my daughter, and I won't stand for it. I'm not going to let my daughter be hurt like this, I won't let her live through…" My mother cut off her words.

My mother grabbed me from Sasuke, and started to pull me away.

"Mom! What are you doing? What's going on?" I cried.

Sasuke stood as still as if he was just slapped in the face, I struggled in my mother's grasp, unsure of what was going to happen.

We reached my dorm room, and immediately, my mother pulled out the suitcases I kept in the closet, and started packing my things.

"Mom, will you just explain to me what's going on!?" I pleaded.

She shot me a glance; a mix of different emotions clouded her face. "We have to hurry, the ferry leaves in an hour."

It was like what had just occurred never happened.

I know this isn't some stupid mood swing, only teenagers get that. My mother had a reason for what she was doing, and it had something to do with the last name "Uchiha".

I knew in my gut, though, that what I had yelled to my mother about Sasuke and I being in love, triggered something that happened in the past, and all the fury over that incident has been unleashed.

I knew I was going home, and absolutely nothing was going to stop it.

An hour later, I did, in fact, stand on the wooden floor of the ferry, docking to leave. My ankle still injured, and my mother's grip on my arm kept me from being able to do anything.

I looked out at the school, the sun was starting to set, and the children were all tucked up inside somewhere, living on as though nothing has changed.

The gates closed, and within seconds, the ferry began to lurch forward. My mother let go of me, and walked off somewhere else. I leaned on the railing, seeing the school grow farther and farther.

I then saw movement on the docks, and Sasuke came out to see the ferry going. He didn't raise his hand to wave good-bye, he didn't call out my name, he just stood there, and I stood here, both of us watching each other.

Neither saying good-bye, because we knew, more than anything that we wanted to see each other again one day.


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