Past Mistakes

Naruto
Gen
G
Past Mistakes
author
Summary
The Uchiha family is known as the perfect family. There are question and rumors that haunt the lovely, generous family. Why does the future heir have curly black hair and sky blue eyes?
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Birthday Attack

“Wait, you met her at this party?” Karasu looked over at her. “She said she only met my mother twice. At the wedding and after she abandoned me." Sasuke looked grim.
“Let me continue.” Karasu nodded.

Flashback
“Hi, I’m Sakura Haruno. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sasuke.” Sasuke stared at her for a moment before Naruto called him over. “Wait, would you like to hang out this weekend?”
“Sorry, I’m busy.” He cut her off and left her standing alone, heading directly to Naruto with a smile.
“Sasuke, are you coming to the center tomorrow?” He nodded and patted her head. “Yay, then can you come to see my dance?”
“That’s the main reason, I’m coming.” She giggled again, giving him a hug. Sakura stared in shock. What she deemed a little pest was getting more of Sasuke’s attention than her. She decided the little birthday girl needed to learn her place.
Sakura was sitting next to Karin, talking and eating the leftover cake. Sasuke didn’t pay her any attention, only talking to Naruto or her friends Ino, Shikamaru, and Choji. The six were helping Kakashi and Iruka clean up the art room after the party. Most of the guests had already left, allowing the group to move around easily, and they were almost done.
They only needed to pack up her presents. That’s when the trouble started.
“Ruka, I can’t find my doll.” Sasuke had given Naru a red-haired doll with deep green eyes. It was still in a traditional Japanese Kimono that screamed expensive. Iruka had counted and neatly placed the gifts on the far wall. The doll was on top because he knew she would want to ride home with it.
“It should be on the table.” Iruka glanced around and saw four girls surrounding the table, laughing at something. “Hold on, Naru.” He walks up and nearly screams.
Karin was laughing at how stupid the doll looked and how much fun they were having until a feeling of dread came over her. She turns around and regrets it. Iruka was standing right there glaring at the girls in pure fury.
“What are you doing?!” Everyone froze. Naru walked up until Shikamaru caught her attention with something. Sasuke slowly walked over to their table, making the girls even more nervous. “Four of you outside now.” Sasuke grabbed a box and placed the destroyed doll inside.
“Aren’t you her cousin?” Karin stopped walking. “How can you be this cruel even on her birthday.” Shame filled her completely. She stepped into the hall. Iruka lined them up on the wall while Sasuke walked away on the phone, demanding something.
“I’m so angry right now. I can not speak to any of you. You four go to different corners of the hall and don't speak. While I call your parents because I can not deal with any of you right now.” He groaned, pulling out his phone. The girls were frozen in place until he screamed at them to move.
“It’s just a stupid doll? What’s the harm? She probably has hundreds.” Sakura jumped at Iruka’s grunt.
“Yeah, like you could probably get one from like any store or whatever.” Kakashi shushed the girl as he sat down. Karin and the last girl stayed quiet.
“Yes, and if you see a young man outside, don’t talk to him. He is not in the mood for the Haruno family antics.” Iruka hung up the phone. Thankfully, the parents lived close by or worked close by. One by one, each parent showed up. They were annoyed to be called so early but kept it professional. Iruka sat them all down, and almost every parent was ready to murder their daughters except for the Haruno.
“It's just a doll. How much could she care for a stupid doll?” Iruka explains that she just got it today. “That proves my point, don’t mention it and she’ll forget about it.
“No, she won’t. Today is her birthday, and the one to give her that doll is special to her. Her forgetting it is out of the question.” Sakura was standing with her parents, texting on her phone. While the other girls at least look like they regretted taking part in it.
“Now Iruka as a woman, I can safely say that she wouldn’t care unless she is some spoiled brat.” Kakashi stands up, but Iruka calms him down.
“Sakura can’t come here anymore.”
“Wait, why not?”
“Because of this. I’m not stupid. I can see that Sakura doesn’t regret or feel any regret for her actions, and I know the other girls are at least going to be punished for what they did. She isn’t is she?”
“Of course, not It was a stupid doll. You have no right to kick my daughter out of the center.” Sakura put down her phone, hearing her mother scream.
“Watch me.” Iruka turns to Sakura. “Miss. Haruno, you are not allowed to return here ever. Do you understand?” Sakura went pale.
“What not fair! This is the first time, I’ve messed up.” Iruka silenced her.
“We both know that’s not true.”
“Then how come they can stay.”
“Easy because they feel regret, and I know they will be punished. You, on the other hand, have never been punished for anything in your life.” Sakura started to cry.
“My daughter hasn’t been punished because she is a good kid.” One of the parents muffled a laugh.
“Yeah, right. What about the time, she pushed the Hyuga girl off the gym stage.”
“Or that time she lied and said the bus driver was a pedophile and nearly got the guy arrested.”
“Or that time she told all the toddlers in the daycare over that when they go in for a checkup, they would be replaced with new better children the day I was coming to give them all a flu shot.” Karin’s mother spoke up, still annoyed at how she traumatized those babies and was never punished for it.
“Mr. and Mrs. Haruno, your daughter is banded, get out.” They go to stand when Naruto opens the door and crawls into Iruka’s lap. Tears streamed down her face as Ino explained to Kakashi what happened. Kakashi nodded, and Ino started reading something.
“Like lol, I like totally ruined this brat's party. Like she’s probably going to cry like a little baby when she sees the stupid doll. I still can’t believe Sasuke would waste time with her when he could have me.” Well, like it doesn’t matter. He will see that I’m better when he sees how the little shrimp destroyed her doll.” Ino stops reading, letting everybody absorb what she just said.
“That’s not my daughter, and you can’t prove it.” Mr. Haruno looked around, feeling embarrassed.
“I’m not done.” She clears her throat. “Edit five minutes ago: The annoying teacher screamed at me because of the stupid doll. The servants are looking guilty. I’ll just blame it on Karin. She usually takes the blame for me anyway.” Karin gasped and glared at Sakura. “Honestly, this is so annoying. I wonder where Sasuke went? I should go find him after my parents get through screaming at the annoying teacher. Sakura, signing off.”
“You still can’t prove that’s my daughter.”
“Here is a picture of the doll. Also, none of our daughters has phones. So it has to be her.” Everyone agreed with Karin’s mother. “Face it, she has been banded, and it’s your fault for not raising her right.” The Haruno stood up and left the building in a hurry. Sakura started screaming for Sasuke's attention when he caught her eye outside the building. Suddenly she froze as his usual calm face shifted into a twisted and cold glare. It was nothing like the glare he gave earlier.
He was leaning against the building next to a large van. It had a familiar brand name printed on the side. He was glaring at the sky until he caught sight of her. She felt like a complete waste of space when a woman opened the door and passed him the same doll she had just destroyed, looking brand new.
“Stay away from me, Haruno. If you know what’s good for you.” He walked back inside without looking back.
End of flashback

“You ruined her birthday and owned it online! How stupid are you?” Everyone was glaring at her, even a maid passing by couldn't help but look at her in disgust.
“Dad of all the women in the world, why did you marry her?” Sakura flinched. Those words actually hurt, since she still wanted Karasu to see her as his mother. Yet after nearly being in his life for fifteen years, she was no were closer to achieving that.
“You should ask your grandparents that son.” They looked down once again in shame. “Even to this day, I have no idea why they chose her over Naruto. The girl had written two books by the time she was sixteen, had made over half a million on her first painting, and danced for hundreds as a pro ballerina. She was famous, successful, and had her own money by the time she joined me at Tokyo University. She and Sakura were going into the same major the only difference is that Naruto was passing her class. Oh, and trying instead of telling everyone that she didn’t need to try since she was going to marry me.” He glared at Sakura.
“Father, why did she give me up?” Nishie looked up, surprised. Usually, it's abandoned. “From what I’ve learned about her so far, she didn’t seem like someone to abandon their child. So, she must have given me up right?”
“Karasu, my little Kazue, I think you’ve heard enough for tonight.” Sasuke stood up, looking at his phone.
“Wait, you can’t mean that. I just started learning about her father please just a little more.” Sasuke patted his back.
“Relax Kazue, I’m having a sick day tomorrow. So I can tell you more.” Sasuke stares at the three still standing. “You three will sleep down here tonight. Mother, you may take the couch. Father the chair. Sakura, you will sleep on the floor.” Sakura went to whine while his parents made themselves comfortable on their beds.
“Sasuke, please be reasonable. I’m your wife.”
“And, as my wife, you had only a few jobs since you never wanted to work. One, bear me a child, Fail. Two, help me raise my son, also fail since he doesn’t see you as a mother. Three, if my son asks about his mother. Send him to me. Instead, you and my parents feed him lies for the better part of his life. I should have known that you would do this, but I had faith in my parents at least.” He leaves the room, hugging his son and Daughter-in-law goodnight.

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