Yola friendolas! The reason i'm writing this is because my sister that it would be a good idea to have a friendly competition over the vacation. i haven't thought of the whole plot yet but I'll just let the words flow out of me onto the screen... sorry about that i was thinking about life again. Anywho on with the story!

Chapter 1

The First Encounter

The hustle and bustle of people going and coming off, the sound of a woman's voice telling you what to do, the sliding of a card through a scanner and even the pushing of a piece of metal were things I had to deal with everyday.

The subway, one of the many public transportations used. The one form of transportation that had people standing or being so close to each other that it was like being in a sardine tin. Talk about awkwardness! I mean either standing between some creep and someone who reeks or having someone's crotch or ass in your face. But somedays you get to stand next to someone who knows what soap and 'axe' products are or sit next to someone who is polite, quite and handsome or pretty.

Those days have been happening quite frequently. Yesterday I sat next to a kind old lady named Chiyo, the day before that I sat next to a shy little boy name Chojuro and the day before that I stood next to a very pretty boy whom at first glance I thought was a girl, named Haku. I think it's because of my karma that I was meeting such nice, interesting people.

"Excuse me." Someone mumbled.

I automatically moved my schoolbag from occupating the seat next to me.

"Sorry about" my voice crack when I looked at his face "that…" I trailed off.

The boy was simply gorgeous! He had spiky slightly long black hair, dark onyx eyes that made me blush two shades darker than my bubblegum pink hair and the clothes he was wearing looked great on him for a school uniform. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven until I looked in front of me and saw someone's crotch dangling in my face. I swear that the subway has scared me for life to the point were soon I'll have a crotchinfacephobia or an assinfacephobia.

He seem to not notice that I was blatantly staring at him which was weird because you would think that someone looking at you so intensely or with the urge try something on you, you would feel uncomfortable. I looked anywhere but at the sight in front of me and to the right of me.

Thanks to my oh so macocious friends, I have learned the art of true observation. You look at everything and anything that can (not get you a restraining order or get any charges pressed against you) tell you about the person, as well as to not make it look to obvious that you're checking them out. Unfortunately I made it obvious but lucky for me he didn't notice or so I hoped.

The boy seating next to me was apparently too absorbed with whatever he was listen to in his ears. The headset he used was the standard ipod earphones and not the DJ headsets that were in fashion now. It made me wonder if he was listening to anything at all. Maybe he just had it in his ears to fool girls like me who were interested in him from talking to him or so he could pretend to ignore us.

I acted like I was looking to see which stop we were at and how far I was from mine. Well it wasn't all an act but he made me lose track of where I was. There was no bobbing of his head as he listened to his music or even doing tapping of any sort. His mouth was set in a permanent line and the rest of his face screamed 'bored!'.

I really wanted to talk to him, not because I wanted to flirt with him or anything but because he had this mysterious vibe about him. Maybe if I got to know him, he wouldn't be a mystery anymore. It wasn't my style to talk to some stranger I liked. I preferred to just look at them from afar. Most of the conversations I had with strangers were because of something they asked or because I thought I had to say something to them that needed to be addressed or because I liked something they were wearing. I wasn't a flirt, though sometimes I wish I could be…

I wonder if the boy sitting next to me liked girls like that, the kind that flirt, like Ino or the kind like me, who wanted to become friends, then work our way up to best friends and eventually end up as boyfriend and girlfriend. But of course, first I must know his name and give him mine. All I needed was an excuse to do so.

His school, I could ask about what school he goes to. It must have been an expensive private school judging by his threads. I know for sure he was the same age as me due to the pin he had on the collar of his shirt, III. It was a requirement at most high school to wear a pin to show what grade we were in.

"Sorry to bother you, but what school is that?" I asked pointing to his uniform.

He didn't move for a while and then watched me from the corner of his eye. I couldn't help but shiver at the look he was giving me. Then he took one of the earbuds of his ears. I could hear the heavy bass coming out of it. So he was listening to music.

"Sorry were you talking to me?" he said in a smooth velvet voice.

I could only nodded my head.

He waited for me to repeat what I said.

"I asked what's the name of that school, I see students from there around but never really asked any of them what the name of it was or…" I trailed off.

His smirk made me realize I must have been rambling.

"I go to sound high and my name is Sasuke."

I was dumbfounded, "I didn't ask for your name."

"I saw you staring at me you know and girls have tried your tactis on me before." He smirked once again.

"I didn't want to know your name," I blushed,"just what the name of your school was."

"Well now I made it easier for you to find me."

Deciding to change the topic, I told him my name.

"Well, Sakura-san can I ask you something?" The smirk not moving from his face.

"What do you wanna know Sasuke-san"

"Why didn't you come off of the train, we just pasted your stop." He stated calmly as he placed the earphone back in his ear.

I wanted to palm face myself for not noticing I missed my stop and for the fact that I missed my stop because of a boy. I sat there trying to look out the window and not forcus on the boy looking at me, as if he was trying to prevent himself from laughing at me.

When the train pulled to a stop, I picked up the rest of my dignity and walked out the sliding door without saying goodbye to Sasuke or my embarrassment.

The school day went by in a flash with no surprises and by surprises I mean when I told the girls about what happened, Ino scolded me for not flirting with Sasuke or giving him my number. Lunch time detention for being late wasn't even a surprise. Ino even made me promise to give Sasuke my number the next time I saw him.

"I mean come on Sakura, how often will you see him to really get to know him and become his friend or eventually his girlfriend?" Ino pointed out.

"I don't know but wouldn't that be too pushy of me? I don't want him to get the wrong idea…"

"I wish I had given my number to that guy we saw last week Thursday." TenTen sighed dramatically, "He was the perfect man and I let him slip right my grasp."

"The one with the long brown hair and creepy eyes?" Ino inquired.

"His eyes were not creepy!" TenTen exclaimed.

"Were too!"

"Were not!"

"Were too!"

"Were not infinite multiplied by pie!" Tenten finished with a smirk.

"What the hell that's like the same thing!"

"Is not!"

"Is to-"

"You guys, stop please! You're giving me a headache." I groaned, rubbing my forehead.

My two best friends turned to me, determination set in their eyes.

"Socks,"Tenten said my nickname, given to me because of the kind of socks I wear, in a serious voice, "you gotta give him your number the next time you see him."

"I don't know…maybe?" I said unsure of if I could do it.

"Promise you will." Ino pleaded with her famous puppy dog eyes.

"Okay, okay, I promised I will give Sasuke a number –"

"Your cell phone number." Ino corrected, erasing the loophole I was planning to use if I chicken out at the last minute.

"My cell phone numb-" I was cut off once again.

"Your current cell phone number." TenTen corrected canceling yet another loophole.

I rolled my eyes. They knew me to well but what else would you expect from ten years of friendship which stared when we were all seven.

"My current cell phone number that he can contact me by. Happy now?"

Their grins from ear to ear were enough of an answer for me. My heart sank to know that my so called best friends, who were suppose to help me with my stressful problems were only adding more oak wood to fuel the fire.

"Come on Socks, it cant be that hard." TenTen exclaimed.

"You'll have days, even weeks to mentally prepare yourself" Ino assured me.

"Who knows." I shrugged and I got on the bus that took me two blocks away from my house.

And I really didn't know that I would be seeing him really soon.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Soo~ what do you think so far? Storyline going too fast, too slow or just right? I realized in my other story, Broken, that you reader like fast pace work more than that taking it easy story so that's this story is all about. SasuSaku action...not that kind of action prevs! i really hope you like it. Tell me how you feel in review!

Til next time!

Ja ne Mina~