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“Sooner than I want. Great Grandfather Madara will be here to harass my mother, so her pride is going to be chipped away soon.” I say before lifting my head to scroll through the new emails in my box. A few weeks ago, Boruto and I graduated from college and now dozens of companies are requesting interviews with me, but honestly, I have no intention on working for anyone other than my father. I’ve spent my life trying to catch up to him and Uncle Naruto, one day I want to be able to run both of our companies with pride.

The sound of crinkling plastic catches my attention and I spin the chair around to see the ensemble my mother picked. It’s a deep red, floor length dress with simple crystals sewn into the bodice while Boruto has a standard suit with a matching red tie and pocket square. Part of me knew not to expect anything less from my mother, rolling my eyes I sink into my chair.

“I’m not wearing a tie!” Boruto whines as he releases the clothing to fall back on the bed. Whenever Uncle Naruto and Aunt Hinata throw parties Boruto does whatever he wants, I’ve only seen him wear a tie to company meetings and graduation.

“Well I wish I could say I’m not wearing a dress, but I have to.” I frown sets on my face before I spin back around and slam the laptop close. Mama always goes overboard with these things. As always, my father lets her too, he does anything to make her happy. Closing my eyes, I prop my head up and release a sigh I had been holding in.

“You’ll wear whatever Sakura has set out. Tonight, is a big night for everyone.” A deep voice cuts through the silence and my eyes snap open to see my father leaning against the door frame. He’s already dressed in a jet-black suit, matching his hair almost perfectly, although his tie is missing. A casual smirk adoring his face as eyes stare daggers into my boyfriend, it seems I have no choice but to wear that monstrosity.

“Auntie Sakura always gets frazzled whenever they come over Uncle Sasuke. It’s starting to get annoying.” I cut my gaze over to the blonde idiot and mimic my father’s glare. Even if it’s the truth, you never speak that way about Mama in front of him. My father has fired many employees for that same tone or just looking at her in the wrong manner. I look back to my father and see him take in a deep breath.

“Sometimes we have to do thing we don’t necessarily want just to make others happy. My grandfather is still a skeptic of Sakura, he doesn’t believe she’s worthy of the Uchiha name. So, my wife put every ounce of pride and dedication into these things to prove him wrong.” He stops just for a moment to take a sip from his glass, I didn’t even notice he was carrying one. My father only ever drinks on two occasions, formal parties and after tough days in the office. Judging by the look on his face it’s the latter.

“As you both know, I’ll do whatever it takes to make Sakura happy. So, either you two dress yourselves or I will.” For a moment I see my father’s eyes go red, a shiver runs up my spin as I reach for my dress and take off into the bathroom. Father-1, Sarada-0.

Hours later, Boruto and I make our way down the stairs into the large dining room. I’m shocked to see Uncle Itachi sitting at the table and a large smile comes across my lips. He’s been away on business for almost two months and I missed him at my graduation, but now he’s home and we can talk later. My eyes lock onto my mother who is speaking with my grandmother Mikoto. The best days of my childhood where spent with those women, they helped mold me into the person I am today. I notice my mother is wearing a dress almost identical to mine except in black, opting to go simple just for my father.

“Ah Sarada. Good we can get started with dinner.” A blush creeps across my face as I’m escorted to my chair, at least Boruto can behave at the right times. He takes his seat beside me and I can’t help but smile as I lock eyes with my uncle. I’ve missed him more than I care to admit. His eyes look to the left and I follow his gaze, Madara sits at one head of the table while my father is on the other end. Even in his old age Madara looks almost youthful, his black hair never grey and a few wrinkles but nothing more than my grandfather. A shiver runs through my spine as his dark orbs shift over to me and a smile cracks across his lips, like he’s trying to force a simple smile.

“Congratulations Sarada for graduating. When do you plan on starting at the office?” The small sip of water I took causes me to choke slightly. Always so blunt and to the point.

“I’m waiting on an offer. I can’t start working just because of my last name. Although I’ve had offers from dozens of companies.” I say before my attention turns back to my Uncle, a smirk of approval is displayed and from the corner of my eye I can see one on my father’s face as well. Boruto can’t help but nudge me slightly causing my cheeks to heat up, hopefully I ended that conversation.

“Of course you can, it’s your birth right. You are an Uchiha after all, well mostly Uchiha.” My eye twitches at the low blow to my mother. These are the things that really infuriate me, all night we will have to hear comments like this about my mother. Refusing to answer I begin to eat my dinner and look over to my mother, a fake smile displayed on her face but in those green orbs I can see the comment hurt.

“Grandfather Kizashi offered me a management position at his firm. It may not be as large as Uchiha Corp. but they are a steady business with large profit margins.” I reply without even looking at the old man. My other grandparents may not have been born into success but they built a reputation for themselves. They started a small law firm right before my mother was born, at first it was only taking on petty cases but after a while it grew and it’s one of the top law firms in the city. The smirk that displays on my lips while I look over at Mama only encourages her own smirk, I may not be all Uchiha but my Haruno half is still just as strong.

The rest of dinner goes by relatively quick, after Madara’s insult the conversation ended and we were able to eat in peace. I stay behind with my mother as we watch the other make their way to the backyard. She stays standing by the table watching the back of my father until it disappears from sight.

“Don’t let him get to you Mama. We all know how amazing and talented you are.” Her laughter makes me look at her in confusion.

“Sarada I’ve been around your great grandfather since I was a child, I’ve learned to live with it over the years. Long before your father and I dated we were childhood friends and classroom rivals. Madara hated that I was always beating your father for top student, even more so he hated how Sasuke-kun didn’t care. Only when we got married it became more of an obvious annoyance.” By obvious annoyance she means how she stands out in a room. The brightness of her long pink locks and piercing green eyes are a sight to be seen. In all my life I’ve never seen someone who comes close to my mother in beauty. The Uchiha’s are typically dark colored in nature, brown or black hair but we all have the same coal colored eyes. My Uncle once referred to her as the living embodiment of spring, that statement is still true to this day. But there’s also another reason why Madara doesn’t like her either, my parents married young. During college they decided to marry in secret and I was born while they were still in college. If it wasn’t for my grandmothers I don’t think my parents would be as successful as they are.

“Let’s catch up with the others. The announcement is going to be made soon.” Her smile warms me and I follow beside her, the backyard has been transformed into a dance floor. Lights hang from the trees and tables are set up along the edges, almost a hundred people are here and three stand out from the rest. We make our way to the table of misfits to say. Uncle Naruto and Papa are in a deep conversation about who knows what, Boruto and Uncle Itachi are both staring at the screens of their phones and Aunt Hinata is painfully aware of our absence.

“You’ve outdone yourself again Sakura. This is amazing.” The quiet voice of my aunt comes across the table and I see the familiar glow of my mother return.  Aunt Hinata is the polar opposite of her husband and son. She comes from a family like mine, manners and etiquette were engraved into her head at an early age. It took her father by shock when she married Uncle Naruto, but I don’t think any other woman could handle him.

Looking around the crowd I notice a group of people I’ve never seen before, they certainly aren’t Uchiha or Uzumaki related. The one that stands out the most is a man who appears to be the same age as me, his eyes locked onto my table examining us the same way. The speakers crack as my grandfather straightens his tie. I’ll have to ask about them later.

“Thank you all for coming. I’d like to thank my daughter-in-law for making all the arrangements and preparing a wonderful venue.” Smirking at his words I can’t help but feel like that was a direct insult to Madara.

“It seems that my time as CEO has come to an end. When I took over the company we were just a small corporation that was still trying to get deep roots. I’m proud to say that in my thirty years I’ve paved the way for the company. Now it’s my turn to pass the torch.” A wave of silence has taken over the yard, even Boruto is entranced by his words. I scoot on the edge of my seat in anticipation.

“The title of CEO comes with many responsibilities but requires a certain level of passion. If you are too timid, then your company with falter. If you are too head strong, then your company with stay stagnant. It’s because of these reasons why I have chosen my succorer, I have faith that he will lead Uchiha Corporation into the future. Sasuke Uchiha, my youngest son, will be acting CEO beginning Monday morning.” I can’t help but snap my head over to my father and smile at him in amazement. Cheering and applauds are heard throughout the back yard. In the background my grandfather dismisses himself and the real party beings. My mother is the first to rise from her seat and practically jump into my father’s arms.

“Congratulations Anata! You’ve worked so hard.” Displays of this nature are rare between my parents. Normally they are very reserved but tonight that’s been thrown out the window. I lean my head against Boruto’s shoulder and a yawn escapes my body. I’ve been up since dawn getting folders ready with Mama and researching the numbers on her hospitals.

“Don’t tell me you’re already tapping out.” I hear Uncle Naruto snicker from across the table. A blush creeps across my face and I can’t help but shrug my shoulders. A hand rests against my shoulder and I see my father standing over me.

“I’ll walk with you to your room.” I nod and excuse myself from the table, squeezing our way through the crowd takes longer than anticipated. Everyone wants to speak with my father or take his photo, which he dismisses to stay focused on the current task. The house is quiet for once and I bend down to remove the unnecessary heels my mother bought for me. My father offers me his arm which I gladly accept as I lean close.

“Congratulations Papa.”

“Hn. Thank you Sarada. I wanted to speak to you about what you said at the dinner table.” I gulp whatever air I can and stiffen against him. My words were meant to anger Madara, not my father. At the top of the stairs he leads me into his study and motions for me to sit in the leather chair across from his desk. His hand extends a file out to me which I take reluctantly, cracking it open I skim over the cover page.

‘Sarada Uchiha- Vice President of Research and Development’

My jaw drops at the title and I hear my father chuckle at my reaction. I just graduated from school and now I’m being named Vice President…

“I’ve known for weeks that I was going to be named CEO. This was just the public announcement. Naruto and I have already signed the deal to merge our two companies, along with your mother’s hospitals and clinics.” I skim through the paper and see names of the employees that I will be in charge of. Some of them have worked for the company longer than I’ve been alive. How can I just walk in and be their boss?

“Your mother will be in charge of the Medical Division, Naruto will oversee the Technological Division, Itachi will be the Marketing and Human Resource VP. Sarada, your first assignment is to thoroughly break down the numbers and tell me where each individual company is at percentage wise. There will be a meeting on Friday to go over everything.” Good thing I already started going over the numbers with Mama, this is going to take forever but at least I have a team that can help me with week.

“May I ask who were those people were? They clearly aren’t related to either Uchiha or Uzumaki.” The boldness in my question just makes my father smirk even more before my uncles and mother come walking in. Seems we’re having an impromptu business meeting.

“They are business acquaintances. Danzo is an old Vice President and was hoping that Fugaku would name one of his employees as CEO.” Naruto says nonchalantly before pouring himself a glass of scotch, another rare indulgence for the man.

“It doesn’t mean we can take them lightly. His daughter is an investor in my clinic and a highly skilled nurse.” The tone in my mother’s voice is completely foreign to me, it’s almost harsh. Uncle Itachi told me when I was in college that my mother is ruthless when it came to business. Now I can see that is the utmost truth.

“Danzo is the one we should be watching out for. When he learns that Sarada is a VP he may pull all funding completely.” Uncle Itachi stands at the doorway to voice his concern, probably keeping an eye out for the unwanted guests. My father takes the second glass from Naruto and I watch as he drinks the strong liquid.

“When does the merger take effect?” The voices around me stop and I look at the two men sternly. Uncle Itachi is concerned that we’ll lose funding, but how is that possible if we are gaining more than what we are losing.

“Monday Morning.”

“Looking at it from a business stand point, it does help to have as many investors as possible but with this merger it isn’t necessary. If we consolidate our staff and our locations then we can stand to lose a few without seeing any effect in the bank.” There’ s more to it but without having all the numbers I can’t be so certain. This was the part of business I craved, knowing the numbers and being able to calculate each move precisely in order to gain profit and recognition.

“She has a point Sasuke-kun. We’ve been trying to figure out how to get rid of that old man for years.” Mama’s voice is still stern but I can tell that she’s working the numbers as well.

“Monday morning we will discuss all of this, but Sarada you are correct. We can afford to cut ties with numerous investors without feeling the loss. For now we need to be silent about the merger, only the five of us know.” Papa takes another sip of his drink signaling the end of the conversation, my brain still wrapping around idea of being a VP at 21. My legs shake slightly before I make my exit from the room.

“Thank you. I won’t let you down.” I smile proudly at my father before exiting through the door, I see Boruto leaning against my bedroom door. The closer I get I notice that he’s ripped his tie off and has it scrunched up in his hand. Honestly I’ve never been so relieved to see him, he’ll be able to take my mind off of the overload of information and help me relax. Smiling weakly I turn the doorknob and collapse onto the large bed gaining a laugh from the blonde.

“Seems you’ve had a long day. Wanna ditch this place?” If only escaping from this was possible, although getting together with the old crew would be a fantastic idea. Springing up I look at him with a fire in my eyes and an idea forms in my head. If Itachi is so worried about losing an investor, I’ll just have to come up with something better to replace it with.

“Call the gang, tell them to meet us at the barcade. Oh make sure Mitsuki is there.” The trademark Uchiha smirk forms on my face as I move to rid myself of the skintight dress. I hope this plan works, because if it does we may just take our company up a notch.

“It’s parked out front. You’ve earned it Sarada, now hurry or you’ll be late for your first day.” Crushing my mother in a tight embrace before I run outside to see the new gift. Uncle Itachi, Papa and I went to a car show not too long ago where they introduced the new R8 and the way all three of our eyes lit up was priceless. It feels like Christmas as I open the door to sit on the soft fabric. My contacts are already displayed on the screen, a squeal of delight fills the car. The engine roars as I exit the long driveway and make my way into the heart of downtown.

Pulling into the parking garage I see my name painted on the wall beside my father’s, heat rushes to my cheeks as I put the car into park. On either side of Papa’s spot is mine and my mother’s but that’s not what causes me to blush. It seems Papa decided to get himself a new present as well, while my car is a deep red he’s opted for the pure black model, typical Papa. Scooping all of my items into my arms I make my way to the elevator in a rush, Mama was right I’m almost late on my first day.

I spent too much time this weekend working on a new concept for our company and trying to find ways to improve our numbers. Talking with Mitsuki really did help and I was able to come up with a decent plan but I have to have full support of the others before it goes into motion. I watch as the numbers count up with each passing floor, my heart hammering in my chest. I’ve been to this building so many times but those were nothing compared to this. Almost all of the staff know who I am but as their boss’s little girl. The machine stops moving and I suck in a deep breath, at least this floor is reserved for the CEO and the VP’s so there won’t be too many eyes on me.

Straightening my back, I walk out with a little more confidence than I should and I’m face to face with my father. A huge smirk is on his face but it slowly fades into nothing as I follow behind him. I look around and don’t see anyone else in their offices, it seems it’s only my father and I for the time being.

“This is your office and you need to start looking into a personal assistant. Our first meeting is at 10:15 sharp.” This is a side of my father that I’ll have to get used to. Yes at home he’s stern and strict on promptness but he’s never used this tone before. A shiver runs through my spine as I nod slightly before I’m locked in my office. The walls are bare and the only objects occupying the large space is a white wooden desk with a matching bookcase, two chairs and a center table between them. I’ll have to have help getting this organized the way I want. Dropping my folders and purse on the desk I lean back and take everything in.

Papa’s words echo through my mind, find a personal assistant. An idea pops into my head and I fumble through my purse to find my phone. Dialing the number quickly I nervously wait for the other end to answer.

“About time you called me Sarada!” The voice scolds me but I can’t help but laugh at the childish tone.

“Sorry Cho-Cho it’s been a crazy weekend. Are you still looking for a job?” I remember her saying that she was trying to find a desk job, this would be perfect. After all she’s my best female friend and we work well together.

“Huh? Yeah why?” Perfect! Giggling into the phone I can just imagine her annoyed face.

“It’s a long story but can you be at the Uchiha Corp. building tomorrow at eight sharp? Be sure to dress properly.”

“I always dress properly! I’ll be there. Tell Mr. Sasuke that I said hello.”The phone clicks and I place the device down. Since our meeting is almost two hours away I make an escape from my office and run into Uncle Itachi, who seems to have overslept this morning by the looks of his eyes. Politely nodding at him he ruffles my hair and instantly my cheeks redden at the affection. Patting my hair down to an acceptable manner I nudge him with my elbow.

“Will you walk with me to the research floor?” The question comes out timid. I need to meet with my employees soon so we can begin the assignment due at the end of the week. The door next to mine opens revealing my father tightening the red tie.

“I’ll go with you. There are a few things I need to take care of.” Itachi motions for me to follow my Papa and at first I’m reluctant to follow but I need to learn to work under my father. Inside of this building we aren’t father and daughter, we are coworkers working towards a common goal which is the success of our company. The short ride to the research devision is silent and the air around us is thick with unspoken words. My body aches for me to voice my idea but I know that everyone will need to be informed on the execution if it’s to work properly.

“Follow me.” Doing as I’m told, we exit the elevator and my eyes go wide. In the center of the floor is a computer hub with at least 15 people working on different projects. On the north side of the room are conference rooms that are no doubt filled with more employees and technology. But what really grabs my attention in the white boards lining the west side, they are filled with numbers and prediction equations that make my heart flutter. During college rooms like these were my bread and butter, I can work numbers the way my mother heals broken bones.

“May I have everyone’s attention.” My father announces as we move into the center hub, all eyes are on us and I feel myself shake at the attention.

“As you know, I’ve taken over as CEO of Uchiha Corporation. With that there has been some restructuring as well, my absence left an opening for Vice President of Research and Development. After weeks of consideration we’ve decided to fill the position with someone well qualified. Sarada Uchiha will be the acting VP over this division, any questions will be directed to her. Also, there is a new assignment that is due by the end of the week.” My father finishes his speech and walks over to another man that doesn’t seem much older than I am. Clearing my throat I’m approached by two men, a skeptical look on their faces only irritate me more but at least I know one of them.

“Mr. Nara, it’s so nice to see you. I thought you were Naruto’s advisor.” The merger just took effect so why is he already here? We haven’t decided which areas to cut.

“Same to you Ms. Uchiha, I am but I figured I might as well get the tour. Sasuke told me last night that you would be overseeing this area, congrats it’s a tough job.” His words are kind but I also feel weight added to my shoulders.

“What is Shikadai up to these days? I haven’t heard from him since finals.” It’s a lie, just two nights ago I was out with him. I just want something to fill the awkwardness between us, I watch as his brows raise before a laughter comes from him.

“Still lazy, but he gets it honestly. It was nice catching up but I really should be going. Naruto will be arriving in a little.” Excusing himself, I’m left alone in the hub. I push against the rim of my glasses and lean further in so I can see the small numbers displayed on the large screen. A shiver of joy runs through my body as I see the positive numbers, good we’re off to an amazing start.

“Sarada, meet Konohamaru. He will be the project manager for this entire floor. Any new projects will be sent to him and he will ensure they are being conducted.” It takes me a moment to recognize him, he’s a few years older than me and I’ve seen him around the building during my summers of interning here. I offer him a kind smile as I shake his hand.

“There’s a project that I need done by the end of day Thursday. Do you think they can handle it?” Wiggling my brows at him, I place on hand on my hip as I observe him. He seems to be radiating with confidence but he also seems to be a kind person just by aura.

“These researchers are the best of the best. Whatever you need, you’ll get it.” There’s a tint of cockiness in his voice and I see my father’s features falter for just a moment and give me the ‘Did you really ask that’ look.

“I want the entire break down on Uzumaki Technology, as well as Leaf General, Suna General and the Children’s Clinic. With each I want two calculations, take out five investors out of the equation for one and for the other leave it as is. It’s due by five pm on Thursday.” I let my cockiness get the better of me as I let my instructions come out. If these guys are the best then this should be nothing for them, even if I already have most of the medical divisions numbers. By the look of my father’s face, he’s surprised at my boldness.

“Consider it done Ms. Uchiha. I’ll need to gain access to each company’s database.” Oh I forgot about that but we should be able to gain access easily.

“Already taken care of. The information is being downloaded as we speak.” Papa says cooly before making his exit from the conversation, no doubt making his way back to his office. I still have an hour before I need to return to grab my notes, might as well walk around and see what they are working with.

Konohamaru takes his leave as well and I’m left staring at the hub once again. For the first time in a long time I feel like I belong, making my way over to the white boards I see how detailed and accurate they are. Hn, they may just be the best of the best which I’ll need to pull off my idea.

I wave goodbye to Konohamaru as I make my way to the elevator, after a long discussion over the details I’m already mentally exhausted but now I have a meeting. This will be my first big step out of my comfort zone. How do I address my parents? Should I just wait to see how they all speak to each other first? So many questions run through my head I don’t even notice the doors open and I’m already back to the top floor. Now there’s a receptionist sitting at the large desk, a scowl on her face and I can’t help but return the gesture. No doubt she’s another one of my father’s fan girls. Opening my office I can’t help but gasp when I see my mother placing flowers on my desk.

“Oh hi Mama, I mean…this is harder than I thought.” She giggles at my childish antics and I can’t help but feel embarrassed. She’s changed into an outfit similar to mine except now she’s wearing bright red heels.

“We need to decorate and your Aunt Ino says hello. What’s harder than you thought?” A questioning look shines in her eyes. Might as well get it off my chest, she may be able to help me.

“I’ve never had to be professional with any of you. How do I address everyone? I can’t call my CEO Papa during a business meeting.” The rant leaves me breathless and flustered. All morning I’ve been trying to get grounded to handle this meeting, I even woke up an hour early because of my nerves. Laughter echoes through my office and tears are forming in my mother’s eyes.

“Sarada, if you call your father anything other than Papa or father he will have a heart attack. He may seem up tight today but he’s just as nervous as you are. To us, you’re still our little girl in pigtails running through the house.  Just refer to Naruto and Itachi by their names, as for me I really don’t care if you call me Mama or Sakura.” Her smile instantly soothes me and her words make my heart swell. Deep down I’ve always been a daddy’s girl, we have a special bond. One that’s different than the one I have with my mother. I love them just as much but I’ve always craved his approval more.

“Thanks Mama.” Her smile shifts into a playful one as she offers me my laptop, files and phone. A puzzled look for a over my face as I take the items.

“Rule number one, always be at the meeting before your father.” She straightens her hair down flat and takes the lead carrying a large briefcase. My mother didn’t raise me to be intimidated, not even by my own father. Following her lead, I look over my phone and see a few missed text.

‘Boruto- Good luck today! See you at lunch.’ He can be sweet when he really tries. Boruto has idolized my father since we were children, always wanting to be just like him. Maybe I can convince Papa to let Boruto intern here or have an entry level job.

‘Uncle Itachi- Don’t let your father intimidate you. You’re more than qualified for this. See you in the meeting.’

My uncle’s words help and I enter the large room right behind my mother. Our seats are marked by name plates, looks like I get to sit next to Uncle Naruto today. At least he can have a little fun during these meetings, I’ve heard stories that he likes to go off topic just to make my father frustrated. A woman with bright red hair comes walking out and looks over my mother with disgust. My father’s personal assistant has been a nuisance for as long as I can remember, I wish my father would get rid of her already.

“I was sent to see if either of you wanted coffee.” She all but scoffs at my mother. Her eyes haven’t even bothered to turn and inspect me.

“Thank you Karin. I think we are both fine for now.” My mothers sweet tone has a dangerous hint to it. I’ve heard her use the same tone towards Uncle Naruto before she decked him square in the jaw for being an idiot. Smirking I watch as she exits the room mumbling about ungrateful woman and other obscene words. Tapping my fingers across the dark wood I hear the door open again and in come the three men. Before my father makes his way to the head of the table, he stops at my mother and places a kiss on the top of her head. A deep blush sets across both of our faces, these moments were rare and each time I witness them I can feel the love between them.

“Thank you for the gift Anata, you didn’t have to.” She whispers as he walks away. It’s my fathers turn to smirk at her bashfulness.

“I wanted to Tsuma. Only the best for my girls. Now let’s begin.” It seems that my mother has a new vehicle as well. Rolling my eyes at my father’s words, I open the folder in front of me. It seems they’ve already been working on a way to restructure without cutting too many jobs. It says that the Uzumaki building will be sold and this building is going to undergo remodeling to accommodate the new capacity.

“As you can see there have been decisions already made, Naruto and I agreed to buy the building next door and have the two connected via bridges. The designs are in the back of the folders.” My father takes a sip of his coffee and I see Mama quickly flip through to look at the details.

“It seems that you two have outdone yourselves again. When will the construction be finished?” Mama can’t help but laugh at their impulsive decision, but yet again these are the top two on charge.

“It should be done in six months, for now all of my employees will be working from home and coming into the office only when needed.” Naruto grins while he speaks, I cut my eyes to the side to see a large grin. Even in a business meeting he can’t be serious. All of my worry was for nothing.

“We still need to consider our potential losses and gains with this merger.” Itachi voices his concern and I can’t help but clear my throat.

“I’ve been thinking about that this weekend. Now I don’t have all the numbers at this moment but I do have the Medical Branches. Looking at the numbers, we can stand to lose Danzo as an investor.” With each passing word I feel myself grow more confident and I take pride in the research that I’ve already done.

“How so Sarada?” My full attention turns towards my father and there’s a ghost of a smirk at the corner of his lips, it’s now or never.

“If we were to allow more intern positions in the hospitals and clinic then we could gain more exposure to possible residents. I’ve spoken with a waiting intern and his father, they would gladly pick up any slack we were to lose from cutting out Danzo. They just want us to be able to expand the educational department in each facility.” The other night when I met with Mitsuki I spoke with him on the status on his internship. We’ve known Mitsuki since grade school and my mother worked alongside his father in her studies, as well as Grandma Tsunade. The silence in the room is nerve racking as I look at my father’s stern face. Too afraid to tear my eyes off of him, my heart is hammering in my chest and I want nothing more than to take back everything I just said.

“Who is this intern and father?” I hear my mother ask and I turn to look at her, a glint of interest is in her eyes. Swallowing roughly, I clear my head.

“Mitsuki is currently on the waiting list. Orochimaru and I spoke this weekend, he’s a supporter of your hospitals. I even spoke with Tsunade too, both have agreed to support the decision.” Grandma Tsunade is the one who taught Mama everything she knows, she’s practically my third grandmother and I adore her. Orochimaru is a little out there but his medical knowledge is amazing. It’s almost like he’s a walking textbook.

“Hn. When will you have all the numbers ready?” My head whips over to my father and his trademark smirk is plastered on his lips.

“Friday morning.”

“We’ll make a decision then but it sounds like a solid plan. Sakura what do you think?” All eyes are on my mother who seems to be deep in thought with the suggestion.

“I’ll need to think about it and personally speak with Tsunade and Orochimaru. Our internship program does need to grow so we can educate the next generation that will work in our hospitals.” They all seem to be on board with my idea, good. My body relaxes into the chair and I hear Naruto laugh beside me.

“It seems we’re done for the day. I don’t think Sarada can handle any more intensity.” I glare over to my uncle, but he’s right. For now I just want to hide in my office or go eat with my distracting boyfriend. A chuckle comes from the eldest Uchiha and I relax even more.

“Till Friday.” Uncle Naruto jumps from his seat and rushes out of the room with his phone, probably calling Aunt Hinata. Another blur of blonde enters the room and I see Boruto take his father’s seat. For the first time ever he’s early for something. My mother stands from her seat and is gently escorted out by my father, his hand planted firmly on the small of her back. Another rare moment.

“Seems like everything went well. What would you like for lunch?” He chuckles before planting a sweet kiss on my cheek. Heat flushes my face, every fiber of my being hopes that Papa wasn’t able to see the small display of affection. Thank goodness he’s already gone.

“Let’s go to the café across the street.” I lean in and smack my lips against him before making my escape from the room. Laughing as I cross the tiled floor, clicks of my heels echo and I see the other’s watching us from Papa’s office. All of them have a heartwarming smile on their lips.

As the elevator doors close, my phone buzzes in my hand.

‘Papa- Good job today.’

“Told you. You worry for no reason.” An elbow jabs me in the ribs softly and I push back with slightly more force. A stupid smile is on my face as we exit through the main lobby of the building. Before we can exit through the doors, his hand stops me and I can’t help but look at his blue eyes.

“You know I love you right?” The blush on my cheeks just gets darker and I can’t help but push my glasses up in nervousness. He always says things just to fluster me. I push him slightly and make my break for the door.

“Yeah, yeah…I love you too.” Giggling as we exit into the busy street, I never let go of his hand. I can’t believe he just told he loved me for the first time in the lobby of my job, he can be an idiot sometimes. But I guess he’s my idiot.

Loving Sakura came as a second nature to me after she joined me on my journey of atonement, her reassurance and love helped me heal wounds that were buried deep inside. The cycle of hatred had almost consumed me but with Naruto and Sakura’s help it almost vanished, there are some days that I sit and worry that our daughter may fall into the same dark pool, but I know Sakura’s spirit has been passed to Sarada. There were days before leaving Konoha were Sakura had sparked some warmth in my heart causing me to protect her from any enemy. During the Chunin exams I remember the pure anger I felt after seeing her beaten and disheveled from those Sound ninja. If she wouldn’t have stopped me I might’ve done something that I regretted. Then there were days when she was impossibly annoying.

“As a genin your mother was annoying. Sakura was always pronouncing her feelings for me and trying her best to impress me with her looks. A childish rumor spread throughout the academy saying that I like girls with long hair, tch.” Every morning in the academy her and Ino would flaunt and argue over who I would fall for, but at the time I wanted nothing to do with either of them. Ino has always been aggravating and it only got worse when Sakura and I started dating. Then when she was placed on my team I realized there was no escaping it.

“I knew your mother’s strength was nothing compared to mine or Naruto’s. So my reaction was to always jump in and protect her, to this day I still do it even though she can handle any enemy. On our first official mission, I protected her and Naruto. At one point I had thought that I was dead.” That’s when Sakura was crying over me, for a moment I remembered what it was like to have someone cry for me. That someone cared whether I lived or dies, that someone would truly miss me if I were gone. Waking up to see her pink locks sticking to the tear-soaked cheeks caused my heart to flutter, a strange feeling but yet oddly familiar feeling of love began to form. It wasn’t a romantic love at first and at the time I never thought it would grow into this.

“She reminded me that someone would miss me if I did pass on. Team 7 continued to progress, and our bonds became stronger. There were days when I thought avenging the Uchiha name could be subsided and pushed to the back of my mind, that was until our Chunin exams.” A shiver runs down my spine and Sarada’s eyes lock onto me with confusion and worry. Sakura has told her a great deal of our past but some details were left out so I could properly describe them. We didn’t and couldn’t hide the fact that I did abandon the village in pursuit of power, but the beginning stages are still muddy to her.

“During our Chunin exams, Orochimaru planted the curse mark onto my shoulder. Naruto was also severely injured in the fight which left your mother to protect all of us. I wasn’t awake for the beating, but when I saw your mother in the state she was in something snapped. To see someone precious to me in that condition caused my anger to take over. Your mother was able to bring me out of it, but that’s when she became a second thought almost.” A pang of guilt hits my chest. Sakura has always been so forgiving of any harm that I caused her but I’m herder on myself than she is. I will spend every day of my life making it up to her and proving to her that I truly do love her. Another breeze causes both of us to take in a deep breath of fresh, spring air.

“Then Gaara attacked when he was a child. Mama told me about her standing in front of him while possessed by Shikaku and how she was trapped in the sand. Lord Seventh also told me that you made him rescue Mama and get her to safety, that you wouldn’t lose the one’s precious to you ever again.” A chuckle comes from my lips and I straighten out my tightening back. Leave it to those two, Naruto wasn’t supposed to ever tell Sakura the truth.

“Then you saved her from the sand after Gaara was defeated. But instead of admitting it, you lied to her and said that Lord Seventh saved her. I was told that’s when everything went downhill from there. Not too long after the destruction of the leaf you left in order to gain power, leaving Mama behind.” An image of that night pops to the front of my mind and I have to swallow the lump in my throat. It seems that Sakura told her most of the story then, but not how it plays into how I learned that I was in love with the annoying pink haired woman.

“Ah. That night your mother begged me to stay and offered anything she could to make me happy. She even offered to go with me and help me with my revenge, but this was something I couldn’t let her do. That night I told her Thank You, which has morning meaning than she originally thought.”

Sarada looks at me again and leans back on her elbows to relax, knowing that we weren’t close to done with the truth. She deserves the truth and an inside look into my old self.

“Your mother and I had a few run ins before the Great Ninja War took place. At one point we both tried to kill each other, my mind was so clouded by the truth of your Uncle that there was no saving me. If Kakashi and Naruto hadn’t been there…I don’t know what would’ve happened.” This comes as a shock to my teenage daughter and a flicker of red sparks in her eyes. Holding my lone hand up to calm her, that there was more to the story than that. Moving my fingers up to pinch the bridge of my nose, I focus and Sakura’s chakra is nowhere close. The last thing I want is for her to interrupt the story halting all courage I have at this moment.

“I wasn’t myself at that point, hatred had almost swallowed me whole but there was a slight hope for me. During the war I decided to help the village and I noticed your mother first, she was the most improved of us. She came from the weak, crying genin to a woman would could turn a mountain into rubble and heal any injury as easily as breathing. Sakura wasn’t going to stand in the background anymore and she proved that once her Yin Seal was activated. She even had the guts to charge at Madara hours after he had almost killed me.” That woman was reckless and impulsive, trying to show her worth to the three of us. We all knew that Sakura had earned her title of Sanin. The way she helped pull me from the desert realm was shocking, I figured Naruto would be the one to help Obito. I’m glad I was able to make it in time before she collapsed onto the ground. Even in the time of war, we were able to share a silent moment together and I knew that her feelings were still there. Some part of me had hoped they were but I was angry as well, I could never deserve her.

“But once we had sealed Kaguya away and close to restoring the world, I made my decision to try and eliminate the one bond that needed to be broken. Naruto was the person that I needed to beat but before we were able to escape your mother tried to pull me back into the light. For the second time she claimed her love for me, this time my body language gave me away. Her words affected me more than anyone knows, there was a sliver of hope for me after all, but I couldn’t let it. Annoying is what I called her before placing her under a genjutsu.”

I let my head drop down to observe the green blades moving with the air. When I casted that jutsu the point was to incapacitate her, not to injure of harm her. Even then Sakura was someone that I could never cause harm to, I was trying to protect her even while in the darkness. Naruto didn’t appreciate my intentions and Kakashi even told me Sakura was suffering from loving me, something I never asked her to do. If loving me was causing her to suffer then she should’ve stopped. Now though I wouldn’t want her with anyone else.

“After my final battle with Naruto, your mother found us and I apologized for everything. Every ounce of pain that I had caused her, which she forgave me but I hadn’t earned it yet. After everyone was released from the Infinite Tsukuyomi, we were taken back to the village where your mother took care of the two of us. Eventually we were able to repair some of our broken bond although we both knew that it was different than others.” Sakura would fall asleep next to my bed and I couldn’t help but study her sleeping form. Years had passed since I had taken a good long look at her, she had matured into an attractive woman, but her heart is what I noticed more. Ignoring her own well-being, she would spend her days healing the injured and sick just to fall asleep in the uncomfortable chair at my beside. To this day she has that terrible habit, annoying.

If I had to look back on it now I’ve always held a soft spot for Sakura Haruno, who is now Sakura Uchiha. She’s always been able there for me with enough love for the both of us. At first it was difficult for me to let her in and see the twisted truth of my clan. It almost felt like I would taint her pure heart with the darkness of the Uchiha but once again she surprised me. Sakura cried for my family, she prayed for them, the stained reputation of our clan wasn’t existent to her. Even though she never met my family, she loved them because I loved them. While she was pregnant with Sarada she would rub her stomach and speak of my parents. My entire being would swell with pride and love for the woman, it still does every time my eyes land on the Uchiha fan on her back.

“Annoying, is that your favorite way to describe Mama?” I can’t help the laughter that echoes through the small space. It seems that it was my favorite way to describe her, at first it was an insult but now there’s more meaning behind it. I found it annoying that I wanted to focus my attention on her instead of avenging my clan, it annoyed me how I would wake from a dream filled sleep after seeing a blur of pink and green.

“Sarada, let me ask you this…If something was always on your mind and it interfered with your goals, wouldn’t that be annoying? Just imagine wanting to abandon your goals just to have that something, wouldn’t that be annoying as well?” The shock on my daughter’s face was enough to tell me her answer. Lately I’ve notice how she uses the same words to describe her blonde haired teammate, it’s the same way I use to refer to my wife. Even though I can’t completely accept it, my daughter is growing and maturing.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is this, I’ve always held a spot for your mother in my heart. It took longer than she wanted but I knew that I was love with her when I couldn’t be without her. The long days on the road away from home were harder after spending time with her again. Once I was able to figure out my feelings I didn’t waste a second. To me, there’s only ever been your mother and no one could ever replace her in my eyes.”

A wide smile comes to her face and it sends me into a flashback of a genin Sakura, my heart warms at the memory. That smile saved me more times that I care to admit. A flicker of chakra catches my attention and signals that Sakura is home from her shift at the clinic. Sarada’s eyes meet her first and she jumps from the spot on the ground as I slowly move to stand and face her. Her bright smile shines across the yard and every fiber of her being is beyond happy, something I understand completely.

“Yes, annoying.” I mutter under my breath as I look over the two. A wave of pride rushing through my chest.  

Ten years away from her made me appreciate her even more, not a day went by that I didn’t think of the two waiting for me return. Most nights I would dream of pink and green, some days while I walked in silence I could hear her laughter in the breeze. There were times I could imagine her lecturing me, especially when I would get injured or skipped a meal. ‘You need to take better care of yourself Sasuke-kun.’ How many times had I heard that on our journey?  Memories of our short time together as a married couple would play over when the nights were sleepless, thankful for my family bloodline that allowed me to live them vividly. No matter where I was, no matter what I was doing I knew she was here raising our daughter waiting for me.

“Sasuke-kun?” The woman questions from our porch, a hand placed on her hip questioning my strange behavior. The corner of my lips lifted slightly as my feet carried me to the two watching me. Always worrying about me…

Shivering at the memory I walk into the room and see the three men sitting equally around the large table, an open seat facing my father is reserved for me. My nerves start to get the better of my but I notice the small smile on my Uncle Itachi’s lips, he’s always told me to have confidence in my work.

“Right on time Sarada. Please take a seat so we can begin.” I usher to my spot and place all of my personal items down letting my phone sit beside the stack of paperwork. As I sit I flatten the fabric of my skirt and sit with perfect posture, a smirk forms on my father’s lips for just a second. Someone clears their throats and the meeting begins, just as I’m about to take notes I see my screen light up.

‘Boruto- I need help!’

This cannot be happening now! Boruto knows how important this is for me, there has to be someone else that can bail him out. Rolling my eyes I silently reply to my blonde idiot.

‘In case you forgot, I’m in the meeting. Call someone else.’

The harshness behind my text isn’t necessary but there’s no other way around it. Three sets of eyes look my way as my father asks me a question.

“Sarada, what are the numbers for the medical branch corporation?” Technically this is Mama’s department. Uchiha and Uzumaki Corporation has three different hospitals and all are ran by my mother. She established a children’s mental health clinic that’s the best in the country, patients travel from all around the world to be treated. Her hospitals are just as renown, much to my great grandfather’s dislike.

“The children’s clinic is up 24% compared to last year, while Leaf General is up 15% and Suna General is up 18%. We need to restructure the nursing staff for the hospitals, the director and I both agree that some improvements need to be made.” My voice shakes slightly for a moment as I see my screen light up not once, but three separate times during my little speech.

‘Boruto- No I need YOUR help.

Boruto- Sarada 911.

Boruto- I’m supposed to be at the meeting too.’

He wasn’t supposed to be here, this is between the CEO’s and myself well minus my mother.

“What improvements do you mean?” Itachi asks with slight curiosity in his voice. Clearing my throat I stand and pass out the three folders I prepared with Mama over the weekend.

“Inside these packets are a few changes that need to be made. Our hospitals are known for being cutting edge, but in order to be considered cutting edge we need the latest technology. We’ve lost hundreds of patients because another city has something we don’t. I believe if we update our physicality and restructure our staff we will not only gain profit but also recognition.” I smirk as the three read through my folders, a prideful look in my father’s dark eyes. It seems that I did learn a thing or two from him.

Hours later we have finished our meeting and a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders. I scroll through the dozen text messages Boruto sent me as my Uncle Itachi walks me to the elevator. My father and mother have lunch plans to discuss the purchase of new equipment, honestly she will get whatever she wants. My father isn’t able to tell my mother no.

“Good job today Sara, you impressed all three of us.” Blushing at my childhood nickname, I press Boruto’s picture and smile at my uncle.

“About time you called me! My dad is going to kill me for missing this meeting!!” I can’t help but laugh at his panicked voice.

“Why did you miss the meeting? I didn’t even think you were supposed to be here?” A chuckle comes from my Uncle and I can’t help but do the same. The elevator doors close and we start our descent into the garage.

“Uncle Sasuke wanted me there even though my dad didn’t. I just need your help! Are you leaving the office yet?”

“Do you want me to bail you out with Papa? That’s really not going to happen.” I snicker and look up at the other Uchiha, he seems to be reading through emails not paying attention to my conversation anymore.

“Look, I locked the keys in the car when I went to get coffee. It’s super embarrassing.”I can’t contain the laughter that erupts from my small being. Tears form in my eyes and I can see that Uncle Itachi overheard the confession.

“What car did you drive Boruto?” I question as I exit the elevator, my uncle escorts me over to the car and I see my mother pull into her parking spot next to mine. These were the fun perks of being head of the company, no looking for a parking spot.

“I drove dad’s car.” I stop walking and feel the vein in my forehead pop out as my mother makes her way to us.

“You idiot! Did you even try to open the doors? There’s no way you locked the keys in that car. It’s designed to unlock the door is the key fob is still inside.” The line goes quiet and I hear the opening of a car door and I click end on the screen. Boruto can be such an idiot at times.

“Mama why are men stupid?” I see that my uncle hasn’t taken offense to my question but I earned a heartfelt laugh from my mother.

“It’s a mystery. What did he do this time?” Her green eyes shine at me but then they look over to the elevator where my father walks out to join us. He stops right beside me and places a hand on my shoulder, silently telling me good work.

“Where’s Boruto?” As if on cue a car comes screeching into the garage and a blur of blonde is seen from the driver seat, great. Boruto comes running from the car holding a large briefcase and a smug look on his face.

“Sorry, I had an issue.” He scratches the back of his head and my father scoffs beside me.

“I’m taking my wife to lunch. Be in my office at exactly noon if you want me to overlook this.” Papa’s tone is serious but I can see the smirk on his face as he leads my mother to his car. Uncle has disappeared leaving the blonde and I alone.

“I’m guessing you were amazing as always.” He moves closer and I smile with confidence up at him before placing a small kiss on his cheek.

“Of course, you know the reason why Papa didn’t snap on you is because of me.” I laugh as I make my way to the car to place my folders inside. My heels click against the concrete and he follows closely.

“How will I ever make it up to you?” He wiggles a brow at me and I cross my arms across my chest. Smiling up at him, I sigh and take the briefcase from his hand and tossing it in my passenger seat.

“Lunch at the café across the street sounds like a good start.” Our fingers find each other and intertwine as we walk out of the garage, the sun making his eyes sparkle even more than normal.

“I can do that.” A huge smile crosses his face, he may be an idiot some days but he’s my idiot.