Wow I'm still writing... after a very long break I decided to take a shot at some new muse I've been sitting on. I've been working on this for a couple days and all I can say is I hope it's good! I may go back and pick up my other smut-filled story at some point but I can't promise when
This story will actually have a very strong plot! I know OCs get s lot of bad rep, but hopefully you all don't hate mine. This story starts as SasuSaku (in a way) but it will transition over to SasuOc. There will be violence and drama and lemons (though less frequent and more tastefully sprinkled about).
Well, I'm not really one for giving everything away, so please continue to read if this suits your fancy! I love getting feedback on my readers thoughts so let me know how I'm doing (huge thanks to EVERYONE that commented, faved, and maybe even is still holding out for my other story. I'll try and do something more with it 😅)
~Sweetsugarstand
Chapter 1
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Sasuke closed his eyes, leaning back in his stool at Ichiraku Ramen as his blonde haired friend swallowed his second bowl of ramen. He had a cold glass of ice water only. They were waiting for Sakura to finish shopping in a store with her friends, Hinata and Ino. Why they had to drag them along too was beyond him. There were three of them, couldn't they just go together? It's not like he or Naruto ever went into the shops to watch them compare different shoes and blouses for hours on end.
He could be at home, doing absolutely anything other than this.
"Well, at least we got lunch out of it!" Naruto exclaimed, face full of broth as he put his spotless bowl back on the counter. Sasuke handed him a napkin.
"Wipe your face you slob."
Naruto grabbed it with a sneer and muttered something that sounded like 'asshole' under his breath. He thanked Mr. Ichiraku before hopping off his stool and stretching his stomach. "Ah... that was good. Lets go you bastard."
Sasuke drained the last of his water and slid out from the stool after Naruto. He let the blonde lead the way, not particularly caring where they went until he saw Naruto was leading them into Kureations, the women's beauty store where pink, blonde, and navy blue heads bobbled between the aisles. Ugh…Did they have to?
Naruto strolled inside, so apparently they did. They reached the girls. Ino was holding a... what looked like a package of some kind up to Hinata's face. Sasuke didn't know the names of the crazy contraptions women used to make themselves look prettier than normal.
"Oh this would just be an adorable color on you!" Ino exclaimed. "We can match it with that foundation and blend it with this..."
Sasuke stopped listening and was about ready to walk away when he suddenly found a rather heavy bundle of bags shoved into his arms. "Sasuke-kun, hold this, please!" Sakura exclaimed before she vanished around the corner. She came back holding some sort of hair piece and started making suggestions on how Hinata could clip up her long dark blue hair.
And he became the shelf. Sighing, Sasuke adjusted the bags into a more comfortable position to carry. No wonder Sakura had some muscles on her. He had four bags in each hand and they were shoved full of kami-sama only knows what to make them so heavy.
"Oh that's perfect!" Ino gasped.
Naruto leaned toward Sasuke. "What are they going on about...?" He asked as the girls giggled about something foreign to them. Sasuke shrugged. This was why he usually waited outside. He didn't understand their strange behavior, nor did he care much for it. Sasuke was almost happy when Naruto spoke up. "Ugh, are you guys almost done yet? How much longer is this going to take. We're supposed to go to the movies aren't we?" At this rate they would be lucky if there was even a showing left.
"Don't rush us, Naruto!" Sakura whirled around on him with a stern finger pointed beneath his nose. "We have to get ready for Ino's party next weekend." She paused and looked him over from head to toe. Naruto wasn't ugly, but he wasn't exactly what most of the girls in school considered to be 'eye-candy' either. He wore loose ripped blue jeans with grass stains and a few oil spots from their tech class, a black t-shirt beneath an orange and white plaid shirt, and a pair of orange sneakers. "You could use a little help getting ready too...do you even have pants that haven't been through the lawnmower yet?"
Naruto frowned, crossing his arms. "Yes."
"Then wear those for once! Make yourself look nice. Geeze," Sakura huffed. Appearance was apparently everything to the female mind.
Ino smirked from behind Hinata while the shy girls face turned a light pink. She held a basket in her hands full of beauty products. She whispered something to Ino, so soft Sasuke couldn't hear it from where he stood, but both their eyes flickered to Naruto and back. Hinata's blush grew. "Fine then," Ino sighed. "Naruto, why don't you and Sasuke go ahead and save us seats? We're almost done in here anyway."
After a short debate, Sasuke and Naruto left the beauty store and headed toward the theater. It was a good thing too. When they arrived the theater was already half full, but they were able to snag five seats in the middle row.
"Man," Naruto grumbled, sitting beside Sasuke for now. "Why do girls have to be so hung up on their appearance?"
Beat him. Sasuke was none the wiser to the female mind. "I don't usually pay any attention."
Naruto slouched back in his seat, arms crossed behind his head. "Yeah, but you're lucky you got Sakura. She's one of the prettiest girls in our year. She's beautiful with or without makeup." It was a well known fact that Naruto had a crush on Sakura since grade school. There was a heavy bitterness when Sasuke had finally agreed to go out with her their junior year, but he gradually came around to accept it. The blonde and pinkette had gone to the same schools since elementary, while it wasn't until their freshmen year of high school that Sasuke went the same school as them. Of course, as soon as he transferred in he caught the eye of many girls, Sakura included.
He found Sakura to be head and shoulders less annoying than some of the other girls pinning for his affections. She was incredibly smart, coming in second place in their class, right behind Nara Shikamaru. Perhaps she had moments where she could be a bit bossy and controlling, but overall she was a kind hearted girl with a lot of spunk. Her ambition, Sasuke learned a few months ago, was to become a nurse and work for Konoha General Hospital.
Still, Sasuke couldn't really consider himself lucky. If he was lucky, then she would have never left… Sasuke felt a bitter remorse crawl up the back of his throat and he quickly swallowed it back down as he reminded himself that it wasn't her fault and he promised himself he wouldn't dwell on it anymore. It had been three years now, after all…
"Naruto, scoot over! You sit on the end."
"Eh? Why do I have to sit on the end?"
"Because…"
Sasuke broke out of his thoughts and realized that the girls had finally finished their shopping spree and joined them. Sakura was trying to get Naruto to switch spots with her and sit at the very end beside Hinata. The poor girl… she had her work cut out for her. Naruto was probably the densest person that Sasuke had ever met. Hell would freeze over before Naruto realized the shy girl had probably the worlds biggest crush on him.
Sakura had confessed to him that it was her and Ino's personal mission to get Naruto and Hinata together before the end of the school year. For that, Sasuke wished them all the luck in the world.
Finally, Naruto caved and gave up his seat. Sakura slid in beside Sasuke, muttering, "Honestly…he's so thick sometimes." Ino sat beside her, followed by Hinata, and finally Naruto took his seat on the end.
Deciding to be a good boyfriend for once, Sasuke slid his arm around Sakura's shoulders. The corners of his lips twitched up ever so slightly. At the very least, he could appreciate her efforts. "Just keep trying. You'll get through to him eventually."
Those simple words seemed to make all the difference to her. Sakura's face lit up instantly and she nuzzled her head into his shoulder. Sasuke turned his gaze to the movie screen as the lights dimmed and the previews started to avoid looking at Sakura's enamored smile. He tried to ignore the inexplicable feeling of guilt that filled his gut every time she gave him that look because he knew he couldn't quite return her affections the way he should yet. His heart was silently torn in two, but gradually over the months she had started to patch up his broken heart.
Sasuke could safely say that he felt something for the young woman curled in his shoulder, but he wasn't sure what to call it yet.
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"I'm home…" Sasuke called. He kicked his shoes off at the front door and let it fall closed behind him. The air smelt like…tonkatsu. He let his nose lead him to the kitchen where he found his mother, Mikoto, humming softly to herself as she steamed some fresh vegetables over the stove top. "Smells good. Are Nii-san and Tou-san home yet?"
Mikoto smiled over her shoulder at her youngest son. "Welcome home, sweetie. They should be home soon. Your father called to tell me that they got a last minute call right before they left…"
Ah… There wasn't much they could do about that then. Sasuke's father, Fugaku, was the chief of the Konoha police department. His brother was an officer working closely under him to take over when their father finally retired. Next year, after graduation, Sasuke planned to join the force himself.
"How were the movies with your friends?"
Sasuke shrugged. He took out some plates and utensils to start setting the table. "It was alright. I didn't care for the movie, but they all wanted to see it."
Mikoto glanced at her son. "How is Sakura-chan? You haven't brought her around in a while." At first, Mikoto was a little surprised when Sasuke had told them about his new girlfriend. She found her to be a sweet girl with good manners and a noble ambition, but it wasn't the girl that had her worried. She was more concerned that her son, unknowingly, was using this relationship to fill the void that had been left when Kokoro-chan and her family left three years ago.
"She's good," Sasuke replied casually. He paused, realizing his mother was right. Most of their summer break was spent hanging out with their friends at group functions and he hadn't bothered to actually invite her over. She hadn't asked and he didn't think to offer it. Should he invite her for dinner soon…? It would probably make her happy if he did.
Mikoto turned the stove off and emptied the vegetables into a bowl. She removed the panic crusted pork from the oven and started to portion out their meals. "Sasuke…There's something I need to tell you. I received a phone call today…" Mikoto hesitated, wondering how he would take the news.
Sasuke paused his search in the fridge for beverages and looked up at his mother. A call…? Did he sense worry in her voice? "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing's wrong," Mikoto replied quickly. "It's just…" She didn't get to finish her sentence. The front door rattled, making her jump. "Oh no, did the door lock behind you?"
Sasuke closed the fridge. "I'll get it." He hustled out in to the foyer and unlocked the door for his father and brother. The two men walked in carrying arms full of files from the office. Fugaku looked raggedly tired. "Need a hand?" Sasuke offered, taking them from his father. His job was long and stressful and the years were taking their toll on him.
"Thank you," Fukagu sighed. He kicked his dress shoes off and pulled off his windbreaker that read POLICE along the shoulders. "Smells good in here." He made his way into the kitchen where his muffled voice could be heard greeting his wife.
Sasuke and Itachi walked the paper work into the office to be tended to at a later time. "It'll be a huge help when you join the force, little brother," Itachi said. He flopped the folders on the desk with a heavy thud. "Then you can drown in paperwork and signatures with us."
"Can't wait." Sasuke slid his own stack onto the desk. "Come on, dinner is waiting."
Together they walked into the kitchen where their mother and father were waiting with the dinner set. For the next hour they ate and talked about their day. Tomorrow was the first day of Sasuke's senior year of high school, so after dinner he helped clean up and kissed his mother on the cheek. He bid his family a good night and retired to his room without ever hearing the news his mother had forgotten to resume telling him.
Chapter 1 End!
