Step 12 - Colours
The whole world is full of colors. Colors in different designs. They are part of the lives of each of us. They are liked to be associated with any feelings, such as the well-known pink glasses. You can hate some colors, unable to stand them, while others love and never get enough of them. The tastes of colours meet in a relationship. Are the preferred colors the same, or can they be combined? Maybe you can get used to one or the other color of your partner. And maybe, your loved one puts on a top in your favorite color for you, just to make you happy and look even more attractive - at least in your eyes.
"Ah!" The pinkette cries out, clutching the hem of her dress to pull it down. The car door slams shut and another gust of wind makes the young Haruno sway. The green eyed woman looks around for her husband, who is on the other side of the vehicle. She turns her gaze back to her dress, which she gathers and holds tightly on one side and then straightens up. The fabric now lies tightly on her legs and has no chance of being blown up by the wind and exposing the underwear of the pink haired woman. When she wants to go to the tall building, she has to make an effort to assert herself and prevail against the wind. "Sasuke!" She calls against the storm and already believes that it carried her voice in a completely different direction. Her husband looks around at her. A small grin lays on his lips as he looks at his wife, which is trying to keep her dress down in panic. "You have to hold onto me! Otherwise I'll fly away!” A small laugh comes over her lips at her own words. With a smile, the Uchiha goes to his wife and finally takes her by the hand to pull her close to him and walk towards the building with her.
As the couple fights against the storm and slowly moves towards the shopping center, few drops fall to the ground as far as the wind permits. A sigh can be heard from Sakura as they step through the center door. His eyes rest on his companion, who releases the hem of her dress and then runs through her hair to put it back in order. He also runs his hand through his black hair. "Putting on a dress was one of the worst ideas ever." The pinkette finally says and tugs a little on her dress. "Isn't that the same dress as the one you wore for shopping with me an year ago?" He explores, rubbing lightly over the lace fabric on her shoulders. The Haruno looks up at him in astonishment. "Yes, it is. You actually remember that?” He shrugs calmly at her amazed question. "Well. At least we chose the right weather for shopping on that day.” She says after a few moments and looks out of the window behind her. The rain has wetted the ground within minutes. A horrible storm rages in Tokyo on this day.
"Come on." Sasuke's voice sounds from her side as his hand closes around hers. "Yes.” She responds and finally follows him through the center. Contrary to her expectations, it is not crowded on this rather cool August day. Many have probably stayed at home, holed up in the house. They walk side by side in silence. The pinkette wanders her gaze, which then sticks to her husband. Untypical for him, he has no shirt or suit on. Rather than that he’s actually wearing a simple t-shirt with a vest over it, and jeans. The last time he wore jeans was on his birthday when they were in the club. The kiss Sakura gave him for his birthday appears in his mind. He smiles slightly and looks sideways down to her.
On that night, he had cheekily given her a slap on her ass, in order to make her move so that they could go to their rooms. After a short good night both of them had disappeared into their rooms and gone to sleep. The next morning he almost slept through if Sakura hadn't woken him up. Even if he often only goes to bed at such a late hour, he lacked sleep the day after his birthday. It was like he was lucky that the day after that passed uneventfully.
The couple enters the boutique together. "An advantage of being married now is that you can always take your wife with you when you go shopping." Sakura notes with a look around the shop. Her fingers running across some clothes. Her hand separates from his and her legs carry her through the hallways. His eyes are on her until she stops and he slowly approaches her. "Look here. Isn't this one pretty?" Smiling, the pink haired woman holds a dress to her body. Sasuke silently observes her and the dress, which is simply held in white. There’s only a ribbon that has been tied into a bow emphasizing the chest, underneath it falls loosely, up to an elastic band that keeps it tighter around the thighs. The black haired man nods tentatively before looking around. "Tell me, what is your favorite color?" Sakura asks and looks up a little shyly. The Uchiha blinks in surprise before considering. “Actually blue, but also green. I'm not so fixated on one color.” He then gives out and smiles slightly at her. “And yours?” Sakura smiles lightly and then looks at the white fabric of the dress. "I really like blue, but unfortunately it doesn't really go well with my hair.” She explains, hanging the dress back on the bar. "So. Um, what are we looking for?” She finally asks, as it was him who had suggested her to go shopping with him.
"Generally, I need new clothes again." Sasuke shrugs as he comes up to her and takes the dress off of the rack again. "And we will surely find a few things for you too." A slight smile lies on his lips as he pulls her through the hallways.
The pink haired girl licks her lemon ice cream with a slight smile. Despite the not very summer-like weather outside the building, the couple treated themselves to an ice cream after some time of shopping, although Sasuke has long since eaten his own. There are already a few bags of various shops hanging on her elbow, which they have already searched through. But the Uchiha could not be persuaded, no matter what she held out to him. They are now heading for the largest boutique in the entire shopping center. Last year she was in that one with Sasuke, where he had found something for himself. Licking her ice cream, she looks at the displays and shop windows before letting the ice cream completely disappear into her mouth.
Together they enter the boutique and stroll through its corridors. The Uchiha immediately heads for the shirts. With a sigh, Sakura rolls her eyes and follows him, examining the colored shirts, while her husband fixates himself on the white ones and searches and examines them critically before deciding on one. "You can not be serious. You have enough white shirts hanging in your closet Sasuke! Take one in a different color!” It comes from his green eyed wife with a sigh, while she looks him over with a stern look. “I can't put on a colored shirt for work. White is the only color that makes you look competent and conscientious.” Replies the dark grey eyed man. He hears a soft smack and looks around at his wife in confusion, which holds her palm against her forehead and shakes her head. "No idea what colors do." She says, looking up at him. “White is a classic color, but we are in the 21st century Sasuke. Open yourself up to the colors. Do you think the shirts are also produced in colors for fun? Go pick a shirt in any color other than white!” She says. The Uchiha sighs and looks around before taking a few steps to the side and holding up a shirt. In black. “Black isn't really a color now, but okay. You can always use a black shirt. I don't mean that you should buy a pink shirt or one in orange or red. But ... I will explain this thing to you with the colors. Colors in clothing have a certain effect on the people around you and also make you look different. For example blue, your favorite color. Dark blue radiates trust, calm and security, while light blue conveys lightness and liveliness. Another example; Green conveys reliability, modesty, compassion and social competence. Emerald green with black, for example, makes you look mighty.” As she talks about the colors, Sakura always holds up a shirt in the respective color. “It works with every color. Yellow is optimistic, spirited, humorous and open-minded. Orange would be zest for life, warmheartedness and warmth. Red symbolizes strength and dominance, self-confidence, creativity and assertiveness. Brown means that you are down to earth. Violet and purple stand for-“ The pinkette falls silent in her explanations as her husband's lips lie on hers. "Okay. Then look for a few shirts for me.“ He says and smiles slightly as he separates from her again. The Haruno nods a little red on her cheeks and asks somewhat embarrassed about his size. Sasuke smiles when he realizes that his wife can not only be cheeky but also cute.
The youngest Uchiha finally turns around and looks around between the pieces of clothing. "Here. I also chose matching ties for you. Try it!” The Haruno holds out a handful of shirts a little shyly after a few minutes. He looks astonished at the clothes before he takes them and turns to the fitting room to put on the shirts and ties and to face his wife again, who nods in agreement or shakes her head. When he has finished trying the shirts, she immediately holds out jeans and pants. "I can't go to work with that.” He immediately replies in a negative tone. “The jeans are for leisure when we go out or something and besides you can also go to work with normal pants. You don't need your workaholic suits all the time. Itachi and your father also wear jeans at work. And you would be surprised by the reactions of your employees and also the press.” She just says, puts the clothes in his hand and disappears. With a sigh, he endures it and tries on the pants and jeans, Sakura standing there again and gives her opinions on it. They play the same game with sweaters and vests and also a pair of shirts. He fights back a little annoyed to go back to the dressing room, because in his opinion he already has enough new clothes and has even started to sweat from all the constant changing.
"Tell me, did you stop annoying the Kazeguchi or did she just stop complaining?" The Uchiha suddenly starts asking and surprises his wife with it. She looks at him briefly before a grin settles on her lips. "She just gave up complaining about me every day.” It comes from Sakura while she looks back at the top in her hand. "Why that? If she keeps complaining, she has the opportunity to be with me, right?“ Sasuke eyed his wife suspiciously. "Yes. That way she had the chance to have your attention at least five minutes a day. But she doesn’t like it so much that I am always inside with you and that always so long. Especially when I come out with a grin on my face. That’s why she doesn't complain anymore.“ Sakura explains with a shrug. The dark grey eyed Uchiha nods and smiles amused. "And now we’re going to turn the tables. You are the model and I am the critic.” The black haired man explains her with a grin on his lips. She smiles and then nods before they go to look for some clothes for her.
The clothes are already piling up on Sasuke's arms, where Sakura puts them down as she searches for more clothes. Dozens of hangers are already hanging on his fingers. The Uchiha endures it in silence, after all, she doesn't put any clothes on his arms which he hasn't approved. In the meantime, she already has some of the fabric products on her arm, while she practices putting together free hand sets and then asks for his opinion. Again she puts the outfit on the stack, which is so high that he can hardly see anything. A slight sigh comes over his lips as his wife moves again.
"Isn't that nice here?" Smiling, the green eyed woman is wearing a top, as green as her eyes, with a wide strip of lace at the bottom. The dark grey eyed man peeks over the pile of clothes onto the top and then nods, carefully. He turns to the side, past the stack of clothes, to look at his wife who is taking a loose half-cut top into her hand. "What do you want with that? It doesn't even suit you.” Sasuke examines the constellation as he asks his question. "That’s how it’s worn these days and that suits me very well.” She says with a pout. "No, it doesn't.” The youngest Uchiha insists and shakes his head with a smile. "Yes it does! Wanna bet?” It comes defiantly from her while she puts it on her arm with a jeans. "Sure. I'll pick up my winnings later.” He says amused when she goes past him to the changing room. He follows her and then empties his arms on the small bench in the changing room before he goes out to wait for his wife to change. In the meantime, his eyes slide through the shop and finally get stuck somewhere.
Just as he wants to start to move, Sakura comes out of the changing room again with a slight smile she turns once and then waits for his opinion. Some time goes by, a few of the outfits are brought back to their places and finally it comes to the outfit for which they more or less made a bet. "Come out already." The raven man has to suppress a little laugh when his wife took so long to come back out. He heard a sigh before the curtain gets pushed aside and his wife comes to a halt in front of him. The white shirt hangs loosely from one of her shoulders and ends just above the belly button. "All right. You won. It looks shitty on me." The Haruno sighs depressed, because her husband can assess what suits her better than she can herself. “Hm. Try this one out.” Sasuke says with a small smile and holds out two hangers. She looks confused and slips out of the white shirt to put on the white blouse and then the green vest with a narrow silver belt. "Of course you can wear it without a belt too.” He says, looking to the side and his hand buried in his jeans pocket.
"What did you need me for shopping again?" The Haruno asks with a smile after looking at herself in the mirror. "I think having a woman with you is never wrong. Now, you need clothes with which you can go to work.” Her husband notes and rubs his hair. The green eyed woman starts to grin at his words. "No, not really. For example I can dress like this at work. But, be so nice and get me a black blazer please.“ She smiles lovingly. With a skeptical look, he looks at her briefly before nodding and walking away. "Always has work in mind.” She whisper, shaking her head and goes back into the changing room to put on one of the previously selected outfits and gets out of the dressing room when Sasuke comes back with a blazer. "Thank you." The Haruno takes the blazer with a smile and wears it over the top. "You see. I can already go to work with this. One of a woman's secret weapons is to turn almost any outfit into a work outfit.” As she says this, she turns once to the left and right and finally once around her own axis. "You still need a few work clothes, costumes and maybe a trouser suit.” Replies her husband. With a sigh she surrenders and puts on her dress again. Together they then go in search of further blazers, a few work clothes, two costumes and also two trouser suits for special occasions. In the end, Sakura searches for a few belts and scarfs, where she also selects a few for him and then they go fully packed to the cashier, where the cashiers look a little overwhelmed at the mountains of clothes.
"Say, did Naruto say anything to you or wanted to talk to you? Hinata has been so strange since your birthday, whenever we come up with the subject of Naruto and your birthday.” The Haruno finally begins, so as not to get bored while she is watching the cashiers packing. The black haired man looks around at her in confusion before considering her question for a moment. "No actually not. But we didn't talk too much to each other in the last month. Although, if you mean something like that, it is also strange for him, because he somehow contacts me at least every two days.” It comes from the Uchiha. His wife nods, smiling slightly. "Then that will probably still remain a mystery, because Hinata always blocks the subject immediately.” Sakura says as she observes the sales staff, how they pack the folded clothes into the largest bags they have. Unimpressed by the amount, the Uchiha pays before they both take their bags and leave the shop. He stops in front of it, which is why his wife looks at him in confusion. "I think it's easier if I quickly bring the bags to the car before we go anywhere else." he says, looking into Sakura's eyes. She smiles slightly and nods, together they go back to the entrance and look out into the rain. "Maybe I should help you? Or come with you with an umbrella?” She asks almost worried. Smiling, her husband shakes her head and takes her bags away. "No, we don't want the wind to blow your dress up again." He says with a smirk before he already runs out almost as if fleeing.
With an outraged red face, the pink haired woman watches her husband hurry towards the parking lot. But when he disappears from her view, the redness also disappears from her face again. She looks silently out into the rain, which falls in streams from the clouds and is pushed by the storm against the glass walls of the building. A few minutes pass before she sees Sasuke coming back towards the building through the rain. Drops fall from his hair when he enters and comes towards her, the shoulders and upper arms soaked in the rainwater and his jeans are wet to the middle of his shins. "It’s best if you take off your vest. Otherwise you will get sick!" It comes from his wife, who is ruffling his hair in order to banish the water. A smile settles on his lips before he bends down to kiss her softly. His arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her slightly closer. Without hesitation, the pink haired girl returns the kiss, but does not think about putting her arms around his wet neck. He hesitantly removes his lips from hers. "Do not worry. I'm not made out of sugar.“ He smiles softly and lets go of her, but follows her instructions and slips out of her wet vest. "Come on." He then finally says, taking her hand in his and crossing his fingers with hers. A little red around her cheeks, Sakura goes with him and lets him lead her to her next destination.
After a few minutes, the melody of the Haruno’s smartphone sounds, which announces a call. Sasuke watches her silently as she pulls the smartphone out of her small handbag and smiles before lifting up and holding the device to her ear. "Hey girls. What is it?“ she greets her friends as they call her in a group conversation. "Hey. Hinata finally wants to solve this mystery.” Tenten explains to her immediately. "Oh really? Well then I'm curious.” It comes from the Haruno. "Tell me where are you right now?" The Yamanaka asks. “I'm with Sasuke shopping. Why are you asking?" The pink haired girl glances at her husband who looks at her when he hears his name. "I also want!" Ino says longingly. "Then go with Kiba." A grin lies on Sakura’s tender red lips. "What do you all always have with Kiba?" The blonde explores, slightly annoyed. "Well, after all he's been your best friend for years..." The Uchiha's wife replies matter of factly. "Guys, guys! Hinata would like to tell us something! Let's concentrate on that!” Tenten interrupts the conversation between the two friends. "So Hinata. Tell me. What happened between you and Naruto? Did you accidentally kick his balls? Or did you stumble and tear down his pants so that he was standing naked in front of you?“ Ino starts asking curiously. "Ino!” it comes outraged from Tenten. Everyone eagerly listens to the enlightenment of the mystery.
But when the line comes to rest and nobody says anything, the pink haired woman looks a little confused. "Hinata? Are you still there?.” She explores carefully. "Y-yes. Yes. I'm still here... So... Um, yes... Uhm... I... Um ... I slept with Naruto..." The Hyuga admits quietly. "You have what?" Inos and Tenten's shocked voices immediately sound through Sakura’s phone. "Excuse me?" It comes from the pinkette at the same time and stops, which is why Sasuke comes to a standstill and turns to her. "How is ... I mean it took you and your previous boyfriends months to get there too..." The Haruno doesn't really know what to say. "Yes, well, after all, I already had sex, unlike you." It comes snippily from Hinata. "That shouldn't be a reproach Hinata, I just tried to ask how that happened? After all normally you aren’t like that... ” She leaves the end of the sentence open because she just doesn't quite know what to say anymore. "I do not know either. He paid for the taxi and took me to the door, because he doesn't live too far from me he wanted to walk the rest of the way to sober up a little. Then he kissed me at the door and then it just happened.“ Explains the Hyuga and gets quieter towards the end. "Was it good?" Ino asks. "Ino!" It again comes from Tenten. "I'm just asking.” The blonde then mumbled. “I just don't know what to do now. How should I face him? Ever talk to him? I just want to hide!“ The Hyuga just sounds desperate and exhausted. "I don't think we can help you so well on the phone. We should meet tomorrow to discuss this.” The Ama suggests. "Yes, we'll just come to you tomorrow. Or do you want us to meet at someone else's? ”Agrees the Haruno. "I would prefer to meet at one of your houses." The Hyuuga mumbles again. "Okay. Then just come to me for coffee tomorrow.” The Haruno smiles, trying to encourage her and after everyone has agreed and hung up, the pinkette looks up at her husband.
Sasuke looks at his wife with a spark of anticipation. "Hinata and Naruto slept together." She then tells him briefly what the phone call was about. The black haired looks at his companion incredulously before he lets out a sigh. "Then I'll probably go to Naruto tomorrow and talk to him about it.” He says, running his hand through his hair. Sakura only nods briefly and puts her cell phone away again. "Do we want to continue then?" She smiles slightly at him. After a brief moment, her husband nods and they continue to the shoe store. "When we're at home, you can sort out your old clothes and give them to charity.” She says, and he agrees with her as they enter the targeted store. Within a few minutes Sasuke finds his wife in the middle of a mountain of shoes. Pumps, high heels, boots, sneakers, loafers. A colorful mix of all shoes that you can wear in the upcoming autumn and winter. A colorful mix of colors. And she in the middle. A small smile lays on his lips as he shakes his head and looks around for a pair of sneakers and sports shoes.
