Morning RoutineUchiha Sakura gave an exasperated sigh as she glanced from the ceaselessly ticking clock mounted on a nearby wall to the firmly closed door of the occupied restroom at the end of the hall. It was already a couple of minutes past the time she and her daughter were supposed to have departed but, like usual, they were running behind schedule.her0e
Tardiness, thy name would be Uchiha Sarada if not previously coined by Hatake Kakashi.
As Konoha's head medic, Sakura was not setting a good example by failing to arrive to work on time. As a parent, she was not setting a good example by failing to get her child to the academy on time. And, if there was one thing she hated above all others, it was feeling like a failure...
Annoyance tinted Sakura's tone, which was directed at the sole occupant of the restroom. "Sarada, we need to go!"
"Five more minutes," the little girl responded in kind.
"Not five more minutes," Sakura strongly rebuked. "Now!"
"But, Mama," Sarada whined in protest.