Hello!
i know i have major problems, i can never stay with one story for too long! I always have way too many ideas swirling around in this head of mine. This is just a story that i thought of the other day, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW if you like it because then ill continue it, and if you don't like it.. well thats cool too :)
Sakura was nervous.
She could feel herself stressing out, her heart beat was quick and her hands were cold. Beneath her skin Sakura's blood was blazing with adrenaline.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
She let herself open her eyes.
The city was enveloped in night but it shone with a myriad of artificial lights.
She was not alone.
People loitered about her in tight nit groups, cussing and talking loudly. Women in skin tight outfits walked about and tended to men on motorcycles, not one of them looked at her. She sat upright on her bike with her helmet snuggly hiding her identity form anyone that wanted to know.
A tall blonde girl with her hair tied in four pony tails crossed the distance to the center of the road. She had a white shirt in her hand.
She could feel the energy change in the crowd.
People stopped talking and began to clear a path for the group of riders.
The feeling in the air was raw and feral; it made her body sing with excitement.
The blonde girl lifted the shirt up.
Taking a deep breath she started the engine and felt it roar to life.
Beside her she heard another motorcycle start. She kept her eyes straight ahead.
There was a moment of silent anticipation.
She tightened her grip on the handle bars and clung low to the bike.
A light breeze fluttered the white cloth.
The girl swung her arm down bringing the white shirt down like a whip.
Go.
The bike shot forward to fast she could feel the front wheel lightly lift of the ground.
It was her favorite feeling; the sensation was like no other.
The motorcycle beside her accelerated and she watched him speed ahead of the pack only to spin out of control as he tried to turn a sharp corner.
She smirked, one down eight to go.
The group reached an intersection and they split up, quickly taking the route to the finish line they thought to be most effective.
She turned right, and was accompanied by no one.
….
High above her two men stood quietly atop a building.
"What is she doing?'
"Be quiet, just watch"
…
Sakura stayed on the road for a good two blocks and then turned into a narrow alleyway.
It was true that turning left back at the intersection was a quicker route, but only if you were strictly taking into account the geography.
The area was infested with cops.
Maybe half of them would escape unscathed, and even if they did escape the cops would know what they looked like, a risk she couldn't afford.
She smoothly navigated out of the alleyway and on to a main street.
Two lone riders raced ahead of her.
Less than half, turning right had been a good decision.
Eight blocks to go and her nerves were getting the better of her.
Both of the riders were very skilled and had no problems weaving through the heavy traffic.
She wasn't an amateur herself but Sakura knew that to win this race or even get a shot at second she would need something more than speed.
She pushed down on the transmission switching into 4th gear.
The bike growled with energy beneath her and she sped forward catching both her competitors by surprise.
The race was no longer a game of who could go the fastest; it was a matter of logic and well thought out planning. She was racing with the cream of the crop.
Leaning to the right Sakura flew between two rows of cars, she was ahead but only by luck.
Her stomach dropped when she spotted the red light flashing ahead of her.
She glanced in the mirror, would they run the red light?
Sakura glanced back at her competitors, to close.
Would she? Yes, yes she would.
A massive semi truck powered forward blocking her path.
Natural instinct told her to turn and lean the bike low to the ground so that her leg was only an inch from the concrete.
The momentum from the bike kept her moving forward and she skidded underneath the semi.
Sakura came out unscathed and pulled the bike upright; a quick glance in the mirror told her the two others had stayed behind.
She floored the next few blocks keeping a healthy distance between them.
Finally she slowed and took a sharp turn onto a deserted street pulling into a thick group of people.
She stopped her bike in the middle and turned it off.
A group of rough looking men approached her; she looked at the one in the front. His face was covered in thick purple tattoos.
The man sized her up, something she did not appreciate.
"Pay up" she spoke in a tone lower than her own.
"Ive heard of you" his voice was deep and carried through the crowd "There's been word of a rookie rider coming round these parts" he eyed her helmet "wears a red helmet" he slowly began circling her bike "and now here you are" he chuckled something dark "you won't even show us your face, but you expect me to give you the money no questions asked"
There was a hum of agreement from the crowd, not a good sign.
"I won fair and square" she leveled "Remaining unidentified doesn't warrant withholding prize money last time I checked"
He stood unmoving and stared at her "no dice, that might have worked for you before but I want to see the face of who's been cashing in on my boys lately"
Everything was silent. Sakura did not move, and all eyes were on her.
She growled in frustration, there was no way out of this, she needed the money.
Her hand quickly slipped the cover form her helmet up to reveal herself only to the man in front of her. His face flashed with surprise.
No doubt he was not expecting a girl, especially a girl most likely still in high school.
Satisfied, he nodded and Sakura swiftly pulled the cover down over her face.
He forked over the cash and she zipped the thick wad into her jacket and restarted the engine.
Within moments she was speeding away from the menacing group, ignorant of the eyes that watched her form above.
….
"She's good"
The other man nodded in agreement "keep an eye on her"
…
Sakura arrived home close to two in the morning. She slid her bike into the Garage turning it off and leaning it on its stand before entering the house.
"Sakura?" she heard her mothers voice from the small kitchen.
"Yeah mom it's me" she set her helmet upside down on the couch and dropped her keys in it "I got paid today at work"
"That's wonderful sweetheart" Sakura smiled and walked into the kitchen.
It was dully lit and the linoleum floor was old and stained in the corners. Her mother was facing away from her wearing a pair of grey sweats and one of Sakura's old shirts.
"I'm making sandwiches, do you want one?"
"No thanks" she leaned against the counter "How was your day?"
Her mother turned around to face her, she looked tired. "It was okay, Mr. Tazaki said he would give me a bonus if I worked tomorrow" she took a bite of her sandwich and they stood in silence for a while.
Sakura was often told that she looked like her mother. They both had green eyes, sweet heart shaped lips, and small built frames.
But Sakura was a good two inches taller than her mother, and she had pink hair while her mother sported a color best described as fire hydrant red.
She had never met her father and never wondered about him. Her mother had gotten pregnant in high school and he left her as soon as he found out.
"So how much did you make today" her mom took another bite of her sandwich
Sakura pulled the wad from out of her shirt "Enough to pay rent, and pick up what we owe from last month"
Her mom just nodded and finished chewing "Wow, maybe we can have something special for dinner tomorrow"
Sakura frowned "Absolutely not" she pulled the cash away from her mothers grabbing hands "We both know how behind you are on your car payments" she lectured "and even if you were on time, you're working late tomorrow"
Sakura's reasoning was unbeatable and she knew it. "You're no fun" her mother pouted "don't you ever wanna let your hair down?" she shook her red mane mock rocker style and they both laughed.
"Well I'm going to bed" she leaned down and kissed her mother on the cheek
"goodnight"
Sakura left the kitchen and walked down the narrow hallway into her bedroom. It was small, and only large enough to fit a twin sized bed and a massive heap of unorganized clothes. She kicked off her shoes and jeans adding to the pile. It had been a long night she thought as she crawled under the covers, it didn't take long before she was fast asleep.
Naruto arrived at his first class at an average time and entered the room along with a throng of students he only knew too well. Taking his beloved seat in the back of the class he pulled out an instant Ramen cup and poured hot water onto it he had heated up that morning in the teachers lounge. Setting it down on the table to seep, he surveyed his homeroom. He liked to sit in the farthest corner of every class, because he could take a nap and the teachers knew not to bother him.
Naruto was a loner, and it didn't bother him in the least bit. Maybe at one point when he was younger, he had striven to fit in and make friends, but people were shallow and he had become tired of rejection. Now in his older years he preferred to walk about the halls like an unseen eye. He saw and knew everything that was going on around him, but never was apart of it. Like a fly on the wall, no, like a sly fox. Flies were too noisy and people noticed them, he reasoned, why else did people have fly swatters? A fox on the other hand was very sneaky, not only that, but they were smart. And Naruto was smart. He did not get A's or even B's but grades never much mattered to him. After all, why would someone as smart as he was work hard to get into a good college so that soon after he could work at a reputable company under a boss who most likely thought the term 'fly on a wall' was ingenious.
A loud eruption of laughter caught his attention and he looked to the front of the class. Sakura was sitting in her desk with several girls surrounding her, one was a light blonde and Sakura's closest friend, her name was Ino and she was closely followed by Tenten, a tall brunette with matching buns, and lastly a shy looking girl with long black hair named Hinata. They continued to chatter happily among themselves aware but indifferent to the fact that the classroom revolved around them like planets to the sun. Naruto pondered that for a moment, if they were the sun what planet would he be? Undiscovered, he decided. The group of girls was broken up by the bell and walked in not a moment too soon. Naruto picked up his Ramen noodles and plugged in his ipod, already checking out.
Midway through Ms. Shizune was interrupted by an office courier with a note. "Naruto Uzumaki" the teacher waved the slip in the air "yeah" he stood up and took the slip from her.
When Naruto entered the office the secretary slipped his note into the time stamp and then pointed to an open door down the hall. Naruto had never been in the principal's office and he was surprised by how homey it was.
"Naruto, good to see you" a woman with two blonde pigtails sitting at the desk smiled at him "sit" she nodded at him to sit down. "I was recently looking at your grades and you are falling far bellow average in almost all your classes Naruto" She paused and pushed a white slip of paper towards him "So I've asked one of our top students to tutor you, her name is-"
Tsunade was interrupted by a polite knock on the door "come in" the door swung open to reveal Sakura.
"Just in time" Tsunade motioned for her to take a seat "This will be your new tutor, her name is Sakura" The pinkette glided forward and sat in the chair adjacent to his "The two of you will meet every Monday and Wednesday after school" she eyed him seriously "understood?"
He nodded, a little lie never hurt.
School ended and Naruto was the first one out the door, when he got home he was going to-
"Naruto!" a feminine voice called "Hey wait up"
He sighed and turned around "I'm not going to tutoring"
Sakura frowned "Why not? Are you busy today? Because if you have something you have to do on Monday's we can just work around that and move it to Tuesdays"
He looked at her blankly "No I meant that I'm not going to tutoring ever" he was surprised when she grabbed his wrist "no way, I don't care what excuses you give me, you are going to tutoring"
Naruto mentally paused for a moment and then back pedaled. Okay, obviously this girl wasn't taking no for an answer and she definently wasn't someone he could just brush off. It was time for plan B.
"Sakura, I was actually thinking that we could study at my house?"
"Your house?" she furrowed her brows "is it far?"
Naruto shook his head, "no about 10 minutes when I take the bus" Sakura paused, and nibbled contemplatively on her lower lip.
"Well, okay I guess" she nodded "I have a ride so it won't be that much of a problem"
Naruto sighed with relief, it was easy to procrastinate at home, and Sasuke was coming over after school anyway, so any determination left in the little pinkete would be extinguished by his good looks.
vvrrrt vvrrrrt
Naruto's phone buzzed in his pocket. He slipped it out and checked it.
From: Sasuke
Hey dumb ass ill be there at four
Naruto checked the time 3: 45. He grinned, perfect.
"So are you ready to go?" Naruto glanced up at the girl, who had been busy with her own phone.
"Yeah" she smiled "You're gonna need this" Sakura slipped her backpack off one shoulder and pulled a black motorcycle helmet out.
"Your ride… is a motorcycle?" he heard the disbelief in his own voice.
She frowned at him "Yeah, you got a problem with that?"
"No" he shrugged, and took the helmet form her outstretched hand.
"Then lets go" she walked past him towards the parking lot.
Huh Naruto thought maybe this girl isn't so bad…
redid some parts of this chapter! wheeee!