A/N: This story is dedicated to Lizzie-chan, my first reviewer:) Love ya,girl. If it's bad,sorry,I tried *tear*.

Should I make it a double-shot? Or a multi-chapter? If I don't get at least 3 reviews I'm not going to do either. It probably sucks but hope you'll like it. Now for the disclaimer. Naruto, please tell them.

Believe it! BD-chan doesn't own me. Do I get my ramen now?

*laughs* Yes Naruto, you do.

Summary: "That's mine, you jerk! Give it back!" He smirked."Jump for it!" I don't think he expected me to actually do it….

The milk crises

Beep…beep…beep….beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep…..."Oh just shut up already" ….Beeeeep ….Oh persistent, are we?…BEE.….CRASH…I opened my eyes. Perfect, just perfect this was the third time this week. Now I need a new timer.

I hate mornings, if it wasn't for my breakfast I would not even move a finger. Therefore, with my cereals with milk in mind I got up and marched to the bathroom to prepare. I washed my face and brushed my teeth well, not bothering with my hair because it's Saturday and anyway mine looks better without combing it.

At least we have that. Great hair without effort.

Agree.

After that, I went downstairs to eat but I was not mentally prepared for what I found. My milk, my last bottle was empty.

"No, please don't. I must have another one here, somewhere."

We don't have such luck Saks. We both know what this means.

After I completely killed my kitchen along with my fridge I realized that what my inner told me was true and that we were screwed. Of course I knew. The supermarket. Just thinking of it makes me shiver. I hate going there. It's always crowded and you have to stay in line even for a mere packet of chewing gum.

Well I need to eat, there's no doubt about that; so with a heavy sigh I grabbed my coat, my car keys and left. Don't worry my pajama is actually a T-shirt and some short pants so I don't look inappropriate and it's not like I'll meet some celebrity on the "highway to hell".

I saw red in front of me. Red…...red…...damn color turn green. Red…...STILL red…...yellow...…yellow...STILL yellow….Oh come on!…GREEN, yes move it. But of course, I caught red again. I had no patience left. Seems like I wasn't the only one. Apparently, some jackass was feeling the same way, but without manners, he went for it. What does it matter that he almost ran over a dog, at least he escaped. Moreover,…..I caught red again.

I swear that if it was for me, I would crash into every fancy car of this rich people. Ok, you have money. So? You don't have to rub it in our face that you can afford a Ferrari or God knows what else. No, scratch that, I would destroy my own and I worked my ass to pay for that car. Double shifts, multiple surgeries.

You probably guessed but just to make it clear, I'm a doctor in training. I already surpassed everyone because of my "unique"mentor, Tsunade, the greatest surgeon ever as well as the craziest teacher ever. I'm completely exhausted after her lessons and I work 10x harder than everyone else just because I have to surpass her as well. As her pupil I'll probably take over when she retires, which is not going to happen anytime soon. They say I am a prodigy because I am only 21.

We graduated early due to our outstanding brain.

They used to bully me when I was younger because of my large forehead.

I guess our head grew bigger 'cause it's now normal, so take that you morons.

I am still single but that's just because I'm meticulous. I have many suitors but I know they're only trying to get into my pants, which is not gonna happen. I'm still pure.

At least our body is ,I'm not sure about our mind. A perfect example is me. I mean who else has an inner and it's still considered sane and a genius on top of that? Eh? Anybody? I thought so.

I just think its something that deserves waiting for.

We're not a prude, people, we are just careful and FOREHEAD IT'S GREEN!

Sorry about her,she used to hang out with inner Ino.

And still does. Ups, hehe fore..I mean Saks, remember I told you it's green? Step on it.

I parked in front of the supermarket, thanking whoever got this luck upon me. Usually I have to go two blocks away in order to find a free spot. However, today, the car that was on this one got lifted. I have no idea why, maybe a broken tire? Whatever I don't care; I can walk less thanks to that.

Lazy, girl, lazy is written all over our forehead.

Pff…it's to early for that. Plus I'm going to the gym, aren't I?

Only once a week.

Hey, don't sound so angry, we have a fast metabolism.

I don't wanna be fat.

Why are you crying, are you stupid?

I'm you, and we're brilliant.

Bread….Meat…..Cheese…...Yogurt…...where the heck is the milk? Oh there it is, only one bottle left, am I lucky today or not?

I was about to grab it when a hand shot pass me and took it. No IT didn't.

I faced my milk thief and my mouth almost dropped. It was the jackass from the stop sign, the one with no compassion for dogs or citizens for that matter.

My cheeks were red and from his smirk, I realized he remembered who moa was as well. How could he not? I was the pink haired freak who shouted profanities at him (in every language possible) about 20 min ago. Even a deaf man would remember my performance.

Moreover, you know the sensation that ice cream gives you when you are stupid and you just dig in? Yep, brain freeze; it's as if I ate tons just because I saw this guy properly.

He was undeniably gorgeous with capital G, like a Greek God. GGG all the way around. Silky, black hair that spiked out at the back like a chicken.

Hehehe a way to annoy him. We can call him "butt head".

Big onyx eyes surrounded by thick eyelashes, straight nose, plump lips and high cheekbones, nice shaped eyebrows. Sweet Baby Jesus, punch me, he is like my walking checklist.

Oh get a hold of yourself woman, you're staring. He stole our milk. I want our breakfast, so get him.

I rather jump his bones.

Hmm...tempting, maybe later. Now I'm hungry.

Yeah,…but still it's a pity.

Fine, I'll handle this.

No, inner you know what happened last time.

But…but…

No buts. Now sit back and watch.

Humph, you're no fun.

"Excuse me, but I was here first so please give that to me." I tried to smile but I think he saw through my scam because he smirked.

"First ?" He raised one beautiful eyebrow. "I am not sure about that and I actually do not care. It is in my hand, not in yours; therefore, you cannot have any pretension towards it. "

Warning ladies! British accent. He is starting to really piss me off, with or without accent, that's mine.

"Too bad, because I don't care either. You snatched it away from me, so give it back."

Control you voice, Saks. Don't let him get to you.

I'm trying.

Try harder.

His reply made me clench my teeth to stop any insults that may slip.

"No."

"Listen you bastard, give it to me or you will have the pleasure of meeting my right hand."

Oh God, here she goes.

Again, that annoying half smile of his.

"Really? I am not sure you could handle me"

Wait, what? Was he flirting?

I'll give you a clue. I had no idea that British men are so horny and sly.

Ah, don't use that word and what do you mean? Oh…OH!

My blush got worse.

"Give it back, you jerk!" He chuckled.

"Jump for it."He raised the bottle. I saw his eyes; he looked confident and arrogant. Of course he did. He is almost 6'2 and I'm only 5'6. Barely a midget to him, given the fact that he must have had 5'10 girlfriends.

You're exagerating and are you seriously thinking about this?

I'm not and you want your milk, don't you?

You're crazy.

Probably.

Let's go to another supermarket. It's not as if it's the only one in town.

I'm not going without that bottle.

Screw pride and knowledge, I'm hungry.

And I want that milk.

You want him.

Guilty.

So I jumped. Ha! Take that loser, oh o! Not good. I somehow managed to knock us both into the shelf behind us, while he dropped the whole point of this fight. It shattered into pieces.

Inner, stop slapping yourself. That's my job.

I can't. We are under him, ghjkshyurshsfoeihrfj.

I know XD. Isn't it wonderful?

"Get off, pinky"

"I would, believe me, there's no pleasure in this"

How can you say that? You're touching his abs. That's blasphemy.

I will ignore that.

"But instead you haven't noticed there's a stupid shelf on top of us so I suggest to shut your mouth and help me."

"What's going on in here?" Shoot. The manager. Party's over people.

After they pulled us out, the asshole suddenly turned into a gentleman and offered to pay for everything, except for the milk, which was mine. Tch, the nerve of the guy.

Smoke it's coming out of you ears. Relax, or I'll call the firemen.

Gjjofdjiqahfalkruifjsk.

Stop it. Chibi GGG it's going to hear it.

Who?

*Blush* Well…

"Good morning"

You imagined a mini asshole?

Umm...yes?

What is wrong with you?

*Hides behind a tree* I was getting lonely. And he's hot. Don't kill me.

Are you out of our mind?

Well technically, I am your mind so…

Run.

*Gulp* I'll just shut myself down for a while.

Good choice.

Shit, I'm soaked right now and I smell like cheese. I desperately need a shower, but at least he does to. Muhahahaha, I finally managed to destroy his cologne.

*rolls eyes* You're weird.

What did you say?

Nothing.*hides again*.

I got out of there without milk, without patience and without money. Still hungry, pissed and in addition with a new smell.

What more can go wrong?

Don't ask that.

Why not?

There's always something more.

I guess you're right.

I am?

Yep, our car is gone.

Very funny. Hilarious, really.

Nope, a truck is tacking it. Look.

Indeed, a stupid truck was dragging my red Mini Cooper. It was already too far so I could not run.

Well at least now we know why that car got a free ride.

You're not helping. How are we supposed to get home? I'm starving and I need a bath.

Stop complaining.

I can't. I want home.

Just then, Sexy Guy bumped into me.

"Why are you standing in the doorway?" That British bitch!

Huh?

"Why don't you watch where you're going? Whatever, my car got lifted." He chuckled. A deep, husky one. OmG, he was like a vampire. Everything at him attracted you. His face, his voice, even his smell. Well the last one maybe not anymore, for the moment. *smile devilishly*

"I will give you a ride."

What?

Who's the bitch now?

On which side are you?

Oh,yeah. Point taken.

"I rather live a few more years, thank you very much." He smirked and started to walk away.

"Are you coming or not?" Hell, I might as well take his offer. It's not as I'll walk home. God, please defend the poor dogs.

As I expected, a black, shiny Ferrari was waiting for him…us…

Hey, genius ever heard of cell phones?

And call who? Ino is in vacation with Shikamaru, Hinata is on a date with Naruto and TenTen is probably doing "something" with Neji right now. You know mornings are their favorites.

Then, get ready for a bumpy ride and sorry to break it to you sis, but do you remember where our house keys are?

Damn right I do. They're in the ca…ghjskhglgjdkgj.

Stop swearing. I told you chibi is sensible.

No way. *sniff sniff*

Stop crying rivers on me. With no purse, what do you expect? Hey, you'll make a bruise. Don't bump our head on his car. You're gonna ruin the paint and then we'll have to pay for it.

*Gasp* You bleach.

Ha?

"What's the matter?" I could sense worry in his voice. Wow, that's new.

"My keys to my apartment are in my car." He sighed.

"Can't you call someone? Your friends or your parents?"

"My friends are out of town, it's Saturday after all and I can't call my parents. They can't answer the phone anymore." I said with a sad voice.I looked at him and I saw something in his eyes. Pity?No, it was an intense gaze. Understanding? Is he going through the same situation?

"What is it?" I asked. He sighed and looked away.

"Nothing." What the? Is that a blush? Holy cow, it is. Barely noticeable, but still a sight to behold.

"It can't be helped I guess...you can come to my house to take a shower- " My stomach grumbled. His eyes softed.

"-and eat. Then we'll recuperate your car because, no offense but you can't go there smelling like this. You stink, pinky." What a way to erase the good opinion I started to have of him.

"Sakura. Sakura Haruno." That smirk again.

"Uchiha Sasuke." Hmm it suits him.

"Um, Sasuke?"

"Yes?"

"You stink as well, but thanks." I smiled.

Guess he's not that bad huh?

No, not at all.

Still the walking checklist?

"Better."

"Did you say something?"

"Me? Just, thank you again. "

"You're welcome." he murmured.

"Oh and so you know, you still own me a bottle of milk." He rolled his eyes and started the engine.

A/N again: R&R people ! Let me enjoy the fact that you enjoyed it. Review, review,review! And don't hesitate to PM me if you want something in particular.

BD-chan out.:P