Friends & Family von dragonfighter (The Clumsy & The Lonely) ================================================================================ Kapitel 6: Step 6 - Home ------------------------ After the wedding, it is tradition for the newly weds to move into their home which they will share with each other from now on. The marital home can be his or her home, but most of the time it is his home. Or they were already living together before the wedding. Of course, the new home can also be a house, perhaps in a more rural area. The suburb is always very popular. In its peace and calmness the couple can enjoy their cosy togetherness and adjust to the life of marriage.   The pink haired woman is standing on the balcony of her suite, smiling slightly. The wind gently blows through her hair and makes some strands of her hair move across her face. Sasuke’s gaze turns away from the balcony and towards his tablet in front of him. From now on, they will have to live together as husband and wife. They will share an apartment and live together as if they were really a couple and married out of love. The black haired man shakes his head with a sigh. That can and will never go well! After all, they don't even know each other. He sighs a little annoyed and lets his fingers drive through his hair before covering his eyes with his hands.   What was he getting himself into? He has to run a company and is supposed to get along with his wife somehow. Annoyed, he moans and looks back at the tablet on his lap. He hasn't laid a single finger to work since Friday. He used the weekend to relax a bit. He hadn't even checked his mails, and he promised his mother that he wouldn't go to the office today. Otherwise, she told him, she was going to get him herself and drive him back home to the pinkette. He tries to turn his attention back to the tablet that is currently loading his mails. However, a lot of them just seem to be congratulations. Once again Sasuke looks up at his wife on the balcony. He just doesn't know how to deal with her now. After all, they don't really know each other. They aren’t familiar with each other and still, they had kissed each other a lot on last Friday. That day, he must have kissed her five times, if not even more. How is he supposed to deal with her now? He doesn’t know. Of course they will continue to play the couple in love in public, but in the private sphere? When they're both at home alone?   At home... Actually, he hasn’t been informed about a new house. So she will probably be moving with him into his apartment. But this also means that he will have to share his private rooms with her. He sighs again when the ringing of the suite phone cuts through the silence of the room. His dark grey eyes focus on the small device next to the bed and so the Uchiha rises to his feet. After a quick glance at the Haruno, he makes his way to the phone in order to answer the call. As soon as he looks at the display, he can already imagine what the receptionist will tell him about. "Yes?" He answers the call, as he holds the phone's handset against his ear. "Hello Mr. Uchiha. I'm sorry if I am disturbing you. I just wanted to let you know that your car is waiting for you.” A friendly woman's voice comes out of the receiver. Sasuke nods briefly, before he realizes that the receptionist cannot see his response and so he raises his voice again. "Thank you for the information. We'll be coming right away.” He says briefly and hangs up. When he straightens up again, the Haruno is already closing the balcony behind him. "Our car has arrived." he says indifferently and turns to take his tablet and travel bag.   His gaze falls on his pink haired wife, who walks past him with her little trolley case and handbag to the door. She leaves the suite in silence and he immediately follows her, closes the door behind himself and follows her to the elevator. There is silence in the elevator cabin as the two drive down to the ground floor to be able to check out quickly. When the numbers on the floor display fall below 5, he slowly puts his hand around Sakuras and crosses his fingers with hers, as a typical couple in love would do too. His gaze falls on her, watching her look up at him in surprise, but quickly turning her eyes away again. Slowly the elevator halts and the door opens, as they make their ways out. They overcome the few meters to the reception to check out of the hotel, so they can disappear from public as soon as possible.   A friendly smile is laying on his lips as he thanks the receptionist and walks towards the entrance of the hotel, together with his wife. A page has already handed over her suitcase and bag to the chauffeur, who’s immediately stowing away the luggage. When the newly weds step out of the hotel lobby, they are not only dazzled by the bright sun, but by the camera flashes of the paparazzi’s too. The black haired man sighs a little annoyed before he lets go of his wife's hand and puts his arm around her waist instead. He puts on a smile and briefly raises his hand in the direction of the journalists before they both get into the limousine. Sighing, the pinkette strokes her tousled hair. "Why are they chasing us down so much? They were so pushy at the wedding too.", it comes stressed over her lips and he examines her briefly. “On one hand, they are from business magazines. After all, our wedding was a big economic event. You as Haruno and I as Uchiha. In the other hand there were so many highly respected businessmen at our wedding, politicians and also a few models, as far as I noticed. This also drew the attention of the other magazines to our wedding. Some of them are probably still from women's magazines.”, he explains and takes his smartphone out of his pocket.   He doesn't want to know what's written in the newspapers. About him and her. About the wedding. What assumptions and ideas are already made and written down. The raven man sighs slightly at his thought. "Why should female magazines be interested in our wedding?" Comes the question from his wife which makes him look up a little surprised at her. The Haruno looks questioningly into his dark grey eyes, which again seem so mysterious and deep black. "I don't know how it came to it. But somehow I was named Japan's most desirable bachelor. But don't ask me why.“ He answers truthfully as he shrugs his shoulders. The pinkette leans back in her seat and crosses her arms as she looks out of her window. "I'm not really surprised. After all, women like men like you." she begins, drawing the attention of her husband, who is eyeing her. "Silent and mysterious. Unapproachable. Good looking and rich, too.” She gives him a sideways glance while she keeps counting the facts, but sticks to him when she sees him staring at her and slowly a small grin starts to form on his lips.   "I honestly don't understand what they like about idiots like you, but it doesn't matter. After all, it's not my problem. They're all superficial. I rather like the friendly, kind-hearted guys, instead of those with frozen feelings like you. A man doesn’t really need to run after me, but when I talk to them I at least don't want to be shock frozen by them.” she says and turns her gaze away again. However, when she looks back at him straight away, she can see him looking at her with a somewhat angry look. "And I don't want to be killed with your eyes either." she says with a small grin. Snorting, he turns back to his smartphone while she looks out of the window again, onto the streets, which look quiet suburban. "Say where are we going anyway?" She turns to him again while asking him her question. He looks up slowly and shrugs. "I'm assuming to myself." It comes shortly from the Uchiha, already fixating his gaze back on his smartphone. "So you live in a suburban mansion area?" She explores skeptically, because she actually wouldn't have expected him to. He snorts again. "I live in a loft in Setagaya near Meguro and Shibuya." He answers briefly and she can't help but think that he seems somehow offended.   "But you aren’t offended now, are you?" She asks him straight away. Sasuke looks up a little annoyed at her. "It annoys me that you talk to me and I can't concentrate on my work.", He says, grumbling, as she takes a quick look at his cell phone. "So it is important for work how the weather will be the day after tomorrow?" She asks in astonishment next to his ear. Surprised by the breath on his neck, he looks at her and directly into her green eyes, which flash cheekily towards him. The limousine stops just when he wants to respond. The pinkette looks around as the door to her and Sasuke's right opens. The two get out and look confused at the villa in front of them, while the chauffeur puts the luggage out of the trunk next to the two and then drives away.   The green eyed woman looks after the black vehicle, which drives back through the gardens gate and disappears from their sight. "What are we doing here?" She asks the Uchiha and looks around some more. A wide driveway leads from the gate to the forecourt on which they stand, a wide path leading to the right side of the villa. The lawn is kept well and healthy and the path is adorned with small hedges and flowering shrubs. Only now she realizes that her husband is as surprised as she is and goes to the black front door, to which a white letter has been attached. The Haruno questioningly raises an eyebrow when she recognizes her and Sasuke's name on the white paper. Carefully she takes it and opens it.   "Best wishes for your wedding. We hope that our wedding gift has enough space for all the other gifts. We also hope that love and happiness will find their place in this house. Best regards. Mikoto, Fugaku and Ryosuke.” She reads the letter out loud and then looks up at Sasuke. Only a moment later she shakes the letter over her hand and a key falls out. Holding the key between her fingers, she looks at the black haired man. "They gave us a villa? Seriously?" She asks and observes how the Uchiha takes the key from her hand and approaches the front door. With a soft click, the front door opens and Sasuke opens it completely. A little unsure, the pinkette takes her suitcase and walks up the two steps to the small porch of the villa at the front door. A pleasantly cool air hits her and literally invites her to enter the house. Hesitant she takes a step into the building. Her heels come up on the floor. Slowly, the Haruno takes another and a further step into the hallway. In front of her she can immediately see the stairs that lead to the upper floor, but under which they can also go through. An upholstered armchair and a potted plant were draped in front of it. Her gaze glides to the left, where the coat hooks for jackets have been attached to the wall, and to the right, where a glass wall has been pulled in, in front of which there is a drawer.   She slips out of her peep toes and takes further steps into the villa while she hears the door shut quietly behind her and Sasuke puts the key on the drawer. The pinkette is seized by curiosity about her new home and so she goes straight into the first open door to her left. A large spacious open kitchen is in the room. There is a dining table placed in the large kitchen, barstools at the kitchen island and the sunlight shines in through the tall windows. Soft colors and coordinated decorations make the room cozy. "My mother was probably the one at work." The Uchihas voice sounds from behind. Sakura looks around in surprise and finds him leaning against the door frame. She has to admit that she got an incredibly attractive husband there.   The raven man turns around and continues down the hall to the other rooms. In the basement, which appeals to him a lot, and onto the first floor which has a large balcony that stretches across an entire side. A small smile is on his lips, he really likes the house. From the outside and also from the inside. Standing on the balcony, he looks down into the garden behind the house. A spacious terrace with a grill and garden table extends a few meters directly from the house wall. A large swimming pool is located in the middle of the lush green lawn of the large garden. He sighs briefly and then pushes himself from the railing on which he supported his forearms. His gaze glides over the balcony covered with white sandstone tiles to the gate. Sasuke sighs softly and re-enters the interior of the villa to escape the heat of the June sun. His eyes catch his pink haired wife coming up the stairs. "I'll take this room if you like." She says, pointing to the room behind her. The raven man nods briefly and points his head to his right. "I'll take the one right next to the office." He says, burying his hands in his pockets. With a short nod, the pinkette takes her luggage and bags, which are laying in the large, spacious hallway next to the glass railing around the staircase. His mother didn't want to force the two to stay in one room. He briefly watches his wife and then takes his own bags and suitcases and puts them in his bedroom, before he approaches his work bag and immediately goes over to the office with it. Setting up his laptop he immediately starts it, placing his tablet next to it and picks up a few documents. With a pen, which he circles between his fingers, he looks down at the report in front of him.   The pink haired woman sighs quietly and closes the suitcase from which she has taken her remaining summer clothes. In the meantime, she stowed her winter clothes into the wardrobe of the other bedroom, which had been actually intended to be their bedroom. Her green eyes go over the contents of her own wardrobe before she reaches for one of her bikinis. For a moment she disappears in the bathroom to change and then just put on a loose sleeveless blouse that can be tied up. She gets a beach towel from the room of the basement pool and then spreads it out on one of the sunbed in the garden. She looks briefly around the garden before looking at the house. With a sigh, she shakes her head. "Such a workaholic." she says as she sits at the edge of the pool to keep her feet wet in the cold. They are having such wonderful weather and he is sitting in the house in his office and works. Just that he doesn't put on a suit and drives into the company, but as far as she can imagine, in that case his mother would rip his head off. A small, malicious smile settles on her lips. Not only would she trust Mikoto to do that, no, she'd love to be there and see it live. Smiling she plays with her feet in the water for a few minutes until she lets herself sink completely into the water and swims a few laps before she lies on her back and drifts in the water. A small smile lies on her lips. Sakura is certain that even if she starts working soon, she won't be sitting in her own office on such a beautiful day. But she still has a few days until the graduation ceremony and gets her degree and then she also has some time until she gets a job and starts working. Her gaze turns upwards into the clear blue sky and a question forms in her head. Will Sasuke even think of her graduation ceremony and come there? After all, this is part of his marital duties.   After a while, the pink haired woman climbs out of the water to lays on her prepared sunbed and lets her skin get dried by the sun. Her gaze lays on the green grass. So now she is married to a stranger and her brother wishes that she will be happy. But how is that supposed to work with this Uchiha? Her brother knows what she likes about a man, so why did he promise her to the black haired man? This guy who tries to freeze or even kill people with his eyes. For whom only work is important and apparently has no life. How can she be happy with that? Let alone get along. It wouldn’t even surprise her if they would be exactly in the same state in a year as they are today. Tired she closes her eyes and dozes off, while the sun dries her skin and bikini and slowly her hair starts to dry as well.   Yawning, she rubs over her eyes and sits up on her sunbed. The sun is already lower on the horizon and it has also become pleasantly cooler. She blinks a few times and then picks up her blouse to put it over her shoulder and ties up the bottom ends. Still tired, she rubs her hair and enters the living room again. She looks around briefly and then goes over to the kitchen to look into the fridge, but then she notices a note lying on the counter next to the fridge. She examines the note briefly. "Maybe you can get him to pay more attention to himself and his diet. He forgets about the food all the time.” She reads the note and then shakes her head. This fact is not particularly surprising to her. She sighs and takes the page into her hand, noticing that there are more underneath. A list of things he likes, fruits and vegetables, sausage, cheese, spreads. A whole page printed with a list of his favorite dishes.   The Haruno smiles meekly. Mikoto really thought of everything. Sakura briefly takes a look at the kitchen clock, which shows that it is already after 6 p.m. She hasn't eaten anything for most of the day. Not since breakfast in the hotel. Since then, she hasn’t seen her husband eating or drinking anything either and even at breakfast he only ate a few bites.   She sighs for a moment and then opens the fridge. She immediately finds what she is looking for in the fruit and vegetable section, with a big variety of fruit. After a quick look at one of the lists, she takes some fruit and looks for a cutting board and a knife. In addition, she prepares two plates. Smiling slightly, she takes the bananas, grapes, apples, cuts them into fine pieces and places them on each of the plates, placing only Granny Smith apples on her own plate. She just loves these sour green apples. The others don’t really appeal her taste. What she loves even more than these apples are strawberries, which she picks up and frees them of any greens before she cuts them into mouth sized pieces.   "Ouch!" She gasps out as blood drips from her finger onto the cutting board. She looks carefully at her finger before holding it under the cold water and drying and wrapping it with a piece of kitchen paper. She looks around for a first aid kit or medicine cabinet. Finally, she finds what she is looking for in a box next to the fridge. After briefly treating her finger, she turns back to the strawberries on which her blood has dripped. She sighs quietly and takes the fruits to wash them under the tap and then put them on her plate. She adds a few raspberries and finally looks for two forks from the drawers. When she finally found it, she pauses and looks at the cupboards and sideboards. Everything is already cleared and equipped. Seems like the pinkette will spend her first days here, finding her way around and possibly changing stuff around a little. She shakes her head with a slight smile on her lips.   With the two fruit plates in her hand, she finally goes upstairs to her husband's office. She listens briefly at the door, which is only ajar, so as not to disturb him in the middle of a phone call, before she pushes it open with her foot and enters the room. The raven man looks up at her in surprise. Without saying a word, she places the plate of fruit on the table in front of him and is about to straighten up again when he holds her wrist and looks at her finger. "What did you do?" He asks, looking at the white plaster. "Cut myself." she says briefly and removes her wrist and wants to leave the room right away. "You don't have to make sure about me eating you know? You're not my mother." It comes from him while he closes the folder in his hand and puts it aside on a stack of others. "Strangely, she asked me to make sure that you eat something regularly.” Sakura shrugged, impaling an apple with her fork. Sighing, Sasuke leans back in his armchair and runs his hands through his hair. He examines her briefly and places his hands on the back of his head. He likes the picture in front of him. She looks not only pretty in her green bikini, the white blouse over it suits her extremely well, but the fork that she is pushing into her mouth with a piece of fruit makes her look quite cute. Slowly the Uchiha nods and reaches for his fork to impale one of the strawberry pieces and put it into his mouth. He looks at her again. He just doesn't know how to deal with each other now. After all, they are now a couple and sleep in separate rooms, which are on the same floor but on the opposite side of the other. Just as the green eyed wants to turn around he sighs silently and raises his voice. "How are we going to work this out now?" He asks her, of course he just wants to know how she sees the whole thing. He sees her eyes that briefly examine him. Then she drops the fork. "For starters, I think we should look at each other as roommates until we get to know each other better. Roommates who hold hands in public and kiss and fiddle around.” She explains to him. He snorts briefly. "An Uchiha doesn’t fool around.” He says derisively. "It looked very different on Friday though." She grins cheekily at him. He looks at her with a cool look. “In any case, we should show ourselves in public once a week now. Together I mean. As a couple.” He just gives out and takes his pen back to take the next folder. "Sure, if you don't forget those appointments." She says with a shrug and sticks a strawberry into her mouth.   She looks briefly at the folder on his right and then at him. "You shouldn't be working that long. It’s slowly time to go to sleep, after all, you have to go to work tomorrow.” It comes over her lips in a motherly tone, grinning cheekily as she leaves the office and leaves the door open. He snorts again and then looks at the plate that contains all the types of fruit he likes. He glances at the clock briefly, only to get confirmation that his wife is right. It’s already almost 8 p.m. Sasuke sighs and then puts the folder away to make room for the plate. For a moment he looks out into the sky, which is still brightly lit, but it is also visible that the sun will set soon. Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)