Author's Note: My second story so far. First I was thinking about a story with this idea, but pushed it away. And now, I'm working on it! Ironic in ways but let's see how it turns out.
Disclaimer- I don't own Naruto.
Chapter 1
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Uchiha Sasuke; the genius, the hottest guy that I see, the perfect boyfriend; if only I had the guts to actually confront Ino and admit that I like him. If only I had the guts to kiss him right there and now, I would be satisfied. If only-
"Sakura!" Ino slammed her hand on the lunch table. I immediately flicked my eyes towards her and raised my sandwich up to my mouth.
"Hm?" I asked, taking an enormous bite of the lunch. She only groaned in response.
"We have an important assignment to do, okay? So if you would focus and not drift away, I would have an A," she blabbered.
I held up my index finger, telling her to wait one moment as I turned my head the other way and tried hard to chew the food in my mouth without it showing. That would be gross. Forcing it down my throat, I turned to her and retorted, "You know what, you should be glad you're paired up with me. So be thankful."
The blonde heaved out an annoyed sigh. "Look, I'm not going to let you do all of the work this time; I'll help. I promise."
I stared at Ino with my eyes half open, doubtfully, before giving an unsure nod. Ino beamed and shoved the text book at me. Calmly, I turned the thin pages, eyes glancing at the table by the doorway. Sasuke already left.
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Books in hand, I stood in front of my locker and spun my combination. With 16 years of age, I haven't really found anything really . . . satisfying under the category 'Romance'. Ino talks about it all the time. From time to time, it's a bit weird knowing that I'm one of the most inexperience. I quickly shook that thought away and pulled the locker door open.
"Oi, Sakura!"
"Hi, Naruto," I greeted, looking up at him as he ran in my direction. "What is it?"
"Are you going to the small party tonight?" he asked curiously.
I shook my head. He only knitted his eyebrows.
"Why?" he wined. I shrugged my shoulders, not wanting to give a reason. "But Tsunade specifically said that everyone in our grade should go and have fun, I mean, come on! You get free food!"
"No, it's okay. But I glad that you want me to go though," I said with a smile.
". . . Yeah, well, I'm going to make Sasuke and Neji go; so wish me luck on that," he scratched the back of blonde head. "See you on Monday!"
Momentarily I froze when hearing 'Sasuke'. I quickly shook my head. Don't tell me that I'm obsessing over some guy! I don't like this at all. He doesn't even have feelings for me! Ugh!
Gathering my materials in haste, I slammed my locker door shut with my sweaty palm. Savagely, I stuffed my textbooks, notebooks, pens, pencils and highlighters in my plain black backpack, zipped it up with one swift movement and ran out of the school.
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Hearing the bell of the store ring, Gaito turned around and looked directly at me. He smiled.
"Hi," I said, dropping my backpack on the floor and taking a seat on a brown leather stool by the counter. "I'll take a chocolate milkshake this time, Gaito."
"Okay." Seconds after disappearing, he came back. Placing my order before me, he took off his cap and set it aside. "You haven't stopped by lately; too busy with schoolwork?"
I nodded as I gulped down the cold milkshake. "After school activities and high-performance classes; school is mostly the only thing that keeps you really busy. What about you? How's it going with you?"
Gaito sighed. "Well, I guess it's going pretty well. I'm just eager to graduate next year . . . I'm getting older."
"You're only 19 years old!" I squeaked. He only chuckled.
". . . I'm guessing there's a reason why you came . . . ?"
I set down my milkshake and paused for a moment. "Why is it that you seem to know everything, huh?" I continued, "Is it because I make everything too obvious? Is it because I don't act normal when I'm stuck?"
Gaito took a step backwards, hands up in the air. "I was just asking . . . Goodness," he muttered.
"Sorry. I'm just kind of mad right."
He scratched his forehead. "That explains," his voice was hoarse.
"I'm just mad at Ino for ditching me to go to this small after school celebration," I said as I twirled my red straw around.
"I don't blame her; your school has A LOT of hot chicks."
I looked at him blankly before simply stating, "She's not a lesbian."
He jerked his head back. "No! I'm talking in my perspective; not from hers, you nerd." I smiled slightly as he opened his mouth to speak again. Man, I could've just at least showed up at the celebration. It started 15 minutes ago and Tsunade said that they are going to have contests, music, artists painting on your faces. This was planned because almost all of us scored well on our exams.
When I snapped out of my thoughts, Gaito was laughing. Pretending that I had listened to him, I managed to laugh a bit. His smile disappeared. "You have no idea what I just said, did you?"
". . . No . . ." I said in a small voice.
"Well, I was saying that I want to find a girlfriend."
I looked up at him with a questioned look. "Why? I thought you were already taken. I mean, you are kind of cute," I muttered.
"What?"
"Uh-nothing," I said in a nervous voice as I bent down and zipped the small pocket of my backpack open. Pulling out a five dollar bill that had been folded in half, I set it on the counter.
"Keep the change, Gaito. I'll see you later." Without any eye contact, I quickly lifted my bag off the floor and headed towards the exit door.
"Where're you going?" he called from behind.
"I have a party to attend," I said with a quick smile before pushing the glass door open.
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Slowly, I stepped in the decorated gymnasium. It wasn't exactly packed with people, but it was slightly crowded. Loud music boomed from the stereos up front. I, having sensitive ears, pressed my palms against them to block out the annoying chaos.
"Sakura!" Ino screamed excitedly, putting down her fruit punch and waved for me to come her way. "I thought you didn't want to come."
"Oh . . . I thought about that, but there was nothing to do," I explained, half truthful.
She picked up an empty, unused cup up and held it in front of my face. "Here," she paused, "Go get yourself a drink over there."
Gently, I took it from her hand and maneuvered my way through the crowd to the other side of the gym.
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Normal point of view:
"Hey, Sasuke!" Naruto called. "Why the long face, huh?" The blonde plunged down next to Sasuke on the bench.
He glared at his friend. "I don't even know how you got me into this."
"Don't be mad," he grinned. "I just wanted to make you and Yuiko closer; that's all."
Sasuke scrunched his eyes in confusion. "What?" he hissed.
"C'mon, I know you guys like each other," Naruto said to his friend before dragging him up.
"What the hell!" the Uchiha exclaimed, yanking his arm away.
Naruto grimaced, "Stop being such a baby; she's right there." He pointed towards the table full of drinks and once again pulled his friend to his feet. "Just give her a kiss, alright? And then I'll leave you alone."
The raven-haired teen rolled his eyes in annoyance and trailed along. When is Naruto ever going to stop butting into his business; every time he does so, Sasuke always finds himself in a situation, desperately wanting to strangle the life out of his friend.
Yuiko stood by the table, wearing a smile and talked to one of her close friends. Approaching not far from behind her, Naruto forced his friend to face him. While he did so, the blonde pulled out a black cloth.
Sasuke stared at him blankly. ". . . A blindfold . . . ?"
"Che, yeah, brought it just in case you're too- . . . never mind," he quickly shook his head and covered the Uchiha's eyes.
"What the hell, Naruto!"
"Hehe, let's see how fast you can kiss her with a blindfold on," he said. Without hesitating, he just stood still until his friend tied the ends tightly. "Okay, when I count to three, do your thing."
"Why do you make this such a big deal, idiot?"
"Just keep that mouth of yours shut. She's right behind you so-okay, one . . ." Naruto started. Behind the blindfold, he rolled his eyes again. The sooner I get this useless thing over, the sooner I could strangle him.
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Sakura moved sideways through the crowd and finally made it. She quietly cleared her irritating throat.
"Excuse me," she said politely. The two girls in her way only looked at her for a quick moment before stepping away from her. She reached out for the handle of the gallon of fruit punch, but before she even noticed, she was pulled into a long kiss. The guy had his head tilted to one side to make it easier for his lips to move against hers.
Slowly he pulled away from her and when he removed the black blindfold . . . he froze, staring into the pair of green eyes before him.
. . . TBC . . .
Author's Note: Not a really long chapter, but at least it's something to start a new story. Like it? I'll be more than happy if you brilliant people shower me with ideas for this story, because currently, I don't have enough to even start the next chapter. –cries- You guys prefer me to write this story in the normal point of view or from Sakura's? Please review! Love ya!