Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Summary: Haruno Sakura didn't know that it was possible to catch the attention of the most handsome guy in town when you are far from perfect.
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I wasn't clumsy.
It was just that I didn't like to rush things. The thrill of pressure was necessary. The fact that I have a limited amount of time to complete a certain task made me harness all my abilities to complete it.
The deadline was my only star. I mean, no matter how much amount of time I had, I would keep it at the pace so as it would be completed precisely at the deadline.
That completely rules out the 'ahead of time' thing for me.
Maybe another reason for this (reckless in people eyes but 'hurried' in my eyes) behavior is that I don't like to wait.
Okay I know nobody does, but for me, it's to the point that I take risks because of it.
(So I guess "impatience" is also added to the list of my not-so-noble characteristics.)
And one of these risks is getting late to get to the bus stop every single day and running like a mad woman to catch it.
It has become so much of a regular occurrence that I can hardly differentiate it from my daily routine. I have a class exactly at 9 am sharp. I have to catch the bus at 8.30 am which takes 15 minutes to reach my medical college.
If I miss it I will have to wait for another half an hour to get the bus that goes the same route. I reluctantly wake up at 8 am.
Reasons:
Not a morning person
Stayed wake till 3 am to unlock next level of a game or busy studying.
Then after a frenzy of the morning routine, throwing on clothes and grabbing something to eat. I have to run down the block in five minutes to catch a bus. And guess who's the lucky bitch here. I always manage to get it. I never fail to brag about it somehow.
My father once told me that one day you are going to miss the bus young lady and at that time you will be standing there gaping like a fish.
And exactly that's what happened on one heck of a day.
I was so close. I just turned the corner and bus came into my view but there was something wrong this day. Really really really wrong in fact. Because it was moving. Moving forward without me.
I sped up, shouted and chased after it but it was gone. I saw it disappearing from my sight, my outstretched hand couldn't reach it and the bus rushed out of my reach, moving farther and farther away, like that in movies.
Now back to the present
here I am
standing
gaping like a fish.
It was impossible to believe that this had happened. Panic ran through me after I recovered from my disbelief a few moments later.
I was getting late for my very important physiology class.
My pink hair was a mess.
I was standing in the middle of the street like a creep doing nothing.
The few annoying people who saw the whole ordeal were looking at me with amused faces. Or worst laughing.
Damn it, I groaned in irritation. It was a horrible experience. I never had to deal with any of that nonsense before because I always managed to catch my ride right before the eyes of the world.
Did I mention before that surprising events were not my thing too?
Feeling like a fish out of water and not knowing what to do I started walking. Contemplating whether to wait for next bus or to get a cab. I decided on the former option. I sat on a bench that was now empty dejectedly, still not coming to terms with the fact that I missed the DAMN bus.
"So you finally missed the bus today." I heard a smooth voice say and my head snapped up in the direction of the voice.
To my shock, I saw the most handsome smirking face I had ever seen in my whole life.
"Excuse me." I stuttered cheeks flushed mostly because of my embarrassment and partly because of his looks. Suddenly I became conscious of my chaotic appearance being in the close proximity of such fine-looking man that was standing in front of me. My short shoulder length hair was disheveled. It was not like I haven't brushed them it was just that all the running really struck them disoriented.
I also became aware of the fact that I was wearing a pair of jeans and sneakers and some random red tee-shirt.
No alluring sense of fashion at all.
On the other hand, he was dressed to the nines. Black slacks, white dress shirt and a purple tie accompanied by a pair of shiny black shoes. He looked like an Adonis. Only thing contrasting his neat appearance was his messy jet black hair. Not that they were uncombed but the spikes and bangs gave it a ruffled look.
His coal black eyes that were looking at me with some sorts of amusement added more to his fetching looks.
He moved and sat next to me on the bench. He smelt like finest musk and spices. And I remembered that I forgot to spray perfume today yet again. I do it often that's why I keep it in my purse now.
Okay now, what that handsome dude wants from me.
"I see you every day." He spoke.
Whoa. I cringed. Was he a stalker or something?
"Really?" I said with a voice laced with confusion and a hint of irritation. The black haired mysterious guy didn't seem to mind though.
"Uh huh," he said smiling slightly.
"I go by bus at nine. I get here at 8.15 am to grab my coffee at Café Brasserie on the opposite side of the bus stop. I see you through the window. It's amusing." He said quite honestly like what he was saying anything creepy at all.
I was torn between calling the cops for potential stalking or just humor this guy.
"Well, I am glad I could add to your amusement." I crooked out awkwardly with a sloppy smile, not knowing what to make of this situation
"I wanted to meet you sometime," The black haired boy said in his rich deep voice.
"Yeah, it would be quite fun to meet the super clumsy cheeseball like me," I muttered under my breath.
He laughed amiably and shook his head.
"No. I actually like your determination and daring ability." He said.
I gasped and my head snapped in his direction.
That was definitely a first.
I racked my mind to narrow-search for these qualities in my list of characteristics. Obviously, no items matched my search.
Was that man cynical? He didn't look like one though and he looked quite decent for a stalker too.
''I sit by the window and watch outside while sipping my coffee.'' He started to speak again. ''There is nothing special to the view outside: Just a typical morning view, cars moving here and there and people rushing around to get to their work."
"And then there is you," He continued, his obsidian eyes gazing far beyond.
"A flash of pink running through the humdrum scenario. It's like a colorful stroke of brush to a grey painting. The funny thing is it's a regular occurrence. I couldn't help but notice you and by now I kind of wait for that occurrence every day." He finished.
His explanation seemed innocent enough and kind of logical too. He just noticed my unusual behavior. Who wouldn't notice a woman running a marathon every day and the one with pink hair for that case if they were observant enough?
I found myself laughing good-naturedly for the first time since the handsome man arrived.
"I guess I sort of jumbled your routine too by missing the bus," I said as a genuine smile crept on my face.
"Seems like it," he said while smirking.
We sat there and conversation kept rolling smoothly. I told him about my hectic medical studies and about my pink hair not being dyed.
It felt good.
To sit calmly.
To talk.
To wait for the bus
Just this once.
We talked all the way to my college even on the bus.
He told me about his apprenticeship at a famous firm in the city. He was quite observant and well-mannered guy from what I deduced from talking to him and quite cocky and blunt too; hence the reason he approached me spoke his mind without knowing he could also pass as a creep.
But he wasn't that fond of speaking considering the talk he shared with me before was the most he spoke during our entire conversation. The thing we had in common was that we were both new in town.
All the strangeness of the situation at one place. For some reason, I was feeling good.
"Uchiha Sasuke." he introduced himself before we parted ways. Uchiha, where have I heard that?
"Haruno Sakura," I replied smiling.
The next day:
I went to the stop but not running this time. Didn't want the shameful repetition of what happened yesterday.
I was surprised to find Sasuke on the stop at 8.20 and he was surprised to see me ten minutes earlier to catch the bus.
When our eyes met, we both found ourselves smiling.
And I thought I won't mind if this becomes my new routine.
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So here is a random fic I wrote. I hope you enjoyed it. It's the first time I tried my hand on the modern life AU fanfic and first person POV.
I wrote it for the prompt "Your daily routine consist of running to catch the bus everyday" I got from an App that generates random prompts. It turned out well I guess.
What do you think? Please leave a review if you read it till the end. Your feedback and suggestions would be very much appreciated.
Part 2 with Sasuke POV anyone?