Hey there! It's been a while since I started to write a fanfiction. I have been itching to make a Sasosaku fanfiction and tadah! Here's one! It won't be that long since I'm only doing this for Sasosaku month (I've been making some artworks too, do check my DA account: ). Well that's enough talk and start reading! Have a wonderful time you guys :D
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto
Chapter 1
"In assessing the deep tendon reflexes, you will need to know first how to grade the reflex response. The normal response is a two plus response…"
Haruno Sakura leaned on the chair and sighed softly for the tenth time. She glanced at the board and tried to listen to the monotonous doctor in front. This is killing me…
Now don't get her wrong, she loves her post-graduate course and she'll be damned if she doesn't study for the upcoming shifting exams, but this sorry excuse of a doctor is really boring her to death. She looked at her watch Twenty minutes more before freedom; she sighed again and took her pen, jotted down some notes about what the lecturer is discussing. Might as well get this thing over with, I really need a coffee break.
"...that's it for now. We'll continue our discussion next meeting." As if on cue, students started to stretch and loosen up. Sakura threw her pen and notebook inside her bag and stood up.
"Hey, Haruno! Wanna go grab some lunch with us?", said girl looked up and saw some of her classmates approaching. "Sure, I was about to buy some coffee anyways." Sakura replied, smiling.
"Great! Let's go then."
They pushed their way through the cafeteria, as it was already packed with a lot of students since it's already lunch time. Sakura found a table and sat along with her classmates. They started chatting about the previous lecture and discussing some other stuff while Sakura silently drank her coffee and opened her book. It's not like she's the introverted type but sometimes she just wants to have some time for herself and her classmates understand that.
Brushing her pink locks away from her face, she noticed that her hair is getting a bit longer, passing down to her small waist. Her friends have commented about it, even her classmates, the school guards, the doctors...the list goes on, not really believing that the color is natural, and hair highlights (with unfamiliar colors) are not allowed. She was even told to dye it brown or black, but she reasoned out that studying in a medical foundation is already clawing her funds and telling her do dye her natural colored hair will only cost her more. They didn't push the topic any further.
It's already dark outside when she left the school and Sakura decided to grab some stuff at the bookstore before heading home. She pushed the door open, causing the bells to chime and proceeded inside. Let's see... I need a neuroanatomy book. Where is it? She searched the shelves and found the book that she's looking for. Sakura huffed and realized that she couldn't reach it, cursing her genes for the lack of height. Come to think of it, my genes are already weird as they can get. How in the world I got the pink hair, I've no idea. Actually I do, since my mom is a ginger but it's still a weird hue.
She tip-toed and tried to reach for the book, her brows furrowed in concentration. Sakura was about to reach it when a hand shot up and took the book. Her eyes widened and turned to glare at the person who took it. "Hey! That's my-"
She squeaked when the book was shoved in front of her. "I only tried to help since I noticed you were having a hard time. If I've known how ungrateful you are, I shouldn't have even bothered." Sakura looked up and saw fierce honey-colored eyes staring lazily at her. She blinked and opened her mouth only to shut them again, not finding the voice to speak. The person scoffed and walked away, "Such a brat." he mumbled.
Sakura only stood there, dumbfounded. Not only did she find him attractively arrogant, but left a bad impression as well. "I-I was about to apologize!" she slapped her forehead, knowing that he wouldn't hear it. Oh well, it's not like I'm gonna see him again anyways.
Oh how wrong she was.
The next day, she went out with her best friend-since it's a weekend-to have some coffee. Sakura ordered their drinks and the waiter took off after. As her friend started talking about her job, Sakura's eyes wandered outside the coffee shop, watching the people come and go.
"Hello, earth to Sakura?" her head snapped back to Ino-her bestfriend-and laughed awkwardly, embarrassed. "I'm listening. What were you talking about?" Ino blinked and slapped her forehead, dragging her palm down to her chin. "Y'know, I do wonder how in the world you survive medicine when you have a shitty attention span." Ino leaned her head to her palm, "Seriously Sak, what the hell?" she chuckled.
Sakura grinned sheepishly and scratched her head, "sorry, Ino." Her blond best friend smiled, "I was talking about hanging out with my boyfriend and his friends. They invited me to go to their concert since their group sponsored it. I have no one else to go with but you."
"Ino, we've talked about this. You do know that I need to study for my exams, right?"
"But you always study! You never leave your apartment unless it's a weekend or if you want to have your coffee break! Come on, please? I'm begging you, I really want to go and support him. There's no one else I can think of and, please! You have to come with me." Ino whined. Sakura sighed and frowned at her, "You're over-reacting, Ino. Besides, why not go with Hinata or Ten? You know they'll want to come. It's a free concert."
"Hinata has a dinner date with Naruto and Tenten has her night shift."
"...well why not invite Temari or Shikamaru? Choji?"
Ino stared at her as if she's grown another head. "You know I can't. Shikamaru wouldn't even bother and Choji isn't interested in noisy places. Temari... no." Sakura groaned, "Well I've got important things to think of as well, Ino! It's not just studying, it's gonna affect my record!" her blond friend sighed and mumbled something that sounded like 'fine.' and looked away.
The waiter came back with their drinks, "Here are your orders, ladies. Enjoy!" he said and left. Sakura took her iced coffee and eyed her brooding friend. Now that she thinks about it, her friend is right. There wasn't a day that she wasted her time for anything else except studying, even during weekends. She only leaves the apartment to get some fresh air and updates from her best friend. And Ino was always there for her whenever she asks for company. Sakura is starting to feel a little bit guilty.
"All right, fine. I'll go to the concert with you, but just this once since there's no one else to come with. Who knows what might happen to you." Sakura finally blurted out. Ino squealed and stood from her seat to hug the pinkette, "I love you so much, forehead!" Sakura playfully pinched her friend's nose for the unnecessary pet name.
The crowd went wild as the band started playing. Sakura covered her ears when the person beside her started screaming like a banshee. She stared at her best friend who was watching her boyfriend like a lovesick teenager; Sakura fought the urge to laugh. I guess anyone would feel the same thing if their boyfriend has a nice voice. Sakura hates to admit it but Sai, Ino's boyfriend, sings very well, even though he has the tendency to act like an ass whenever they talk. It's kinda contradicting to his image and voice, she thought.
It's not the first time that she went to a concert; she had attended a lot while she was in college. This concert isn't really a big one, just some sort of unknown bands jamming along. She wonders why they won't sell their songs or ask a recording studio for a debut.
Now, Sakura was starting to get thirsty. "Ino, I'm gonna go out to get some drinks. Do you want me to buy you something?" Ino shook her head and sighed, still staring at her boyfriend. "...all right?" Sakura shrugged and went outside.
When she was outside, Sakura noticed that there are a lot of people with guitars and other musical instruments, some she recognized since they already played. Sakura wasn't paying attention to where she's walking and bumped on someone. "ow, I'm sorry!" she apologized. The person turned to look at her and frowned, "huh, what the hell..?" Sakura stepped back a little and bowed her head, "sorry, I wasn't looking."
"You bumped your head on my bass, you idiot!" the man quickly opened the guitar case she bumped on and checked the guitar. "What the hell? It's not like I intentionally bumped on your guitar! And I apologized didn't I?" she frowned, a bit irritated by this guy's attitude. "Bitch, what if you wrecked it? Then I won't be able to play anymore! Be glad that you're a girl or else I could've punched you."
Sakura was furious. "What? You're trying to threaten me because I accidentally bumped on your guitar!?" the man was about to get violent when his band mates stopped him. He swatted them away and approached her. She stared, wide-eyed as he raised his hand, ready to slap her. Oh, shit. Like hell I'll allow you to touch me, you big gorilla. She glared and stood her ground, ready to do some karate she watched from an old movie. If Bruce Lee can kick ass, then so can she. Let's just hope I can leave this place alive.
As she was about to unleash her painted claws of doom, someone grabbed the man's arm and twisted it to his back.
"I will not tolerate this kind of attitude in front of the theater. I will have you escorted out should you choose to continue this violence." The man growled and turned to the person who arm-locked him. "Who the fuck do you think you are!?" he spat. The person stared at the man below him and turned his glance to the other members of the band. "You're his companions, yes? Control your rowdy friend here or else I will not let you play in my theater. Do you understand?" the others quickly nodded. "Awesome." He released the man and pushed him back to his band mates.
Sakura was only watching, half amazed and at the same time worried of the person who helped her. Big muscular men approached the guy who stopped the commotion, probably security guards, she thought, and started questioning him. He only shook his head, saying that he's fine. The person looked at her and she jerked up, embarrassed as he caught her staring. "ah, I remember you." the man suddenly approached her.
"Wh-what?" she blinked, sorting her head out and trying to remember when or where she met this guy. "The ungrateful girl, from the bookstore." he smirked.
Her eyes widened.
Shit..!
She stammered and quickly bowed down. "I am so sorry! I wasn't able to apologize properly before! And thank you!" The man blinked and shrugged, "Hope that guy didn't hurt you." he said. Sakura stood back up and shook her head. "Ah, no. It's actually thanks to you."
"He's making a ruckus and I do not want that. Not in my theatre." The main casually patted his sleeve and watched the throng of people slowly scatter away from the scene. "Wouldn't want to see this tomorrow on the headlines now, would we?"
Sakura was taking in the person in front of her. He's actually breathtaking, those smoldering honey-colored eyes and, sun-kissed skin and messy red hair. He was a head taller than her, she noticed.
"Like what you see?"
Sakura snapped back to reality when she realized that she was caught staring again, her face turning bright red. The man is smirking at her! She quickly looked down, her face as red as a tomato.
"I...ah, I have to go back inside. M-my friend must be looking for me."
"Oh? But I just saw you go out before bumping on that guy."
Sakura was surprised. Was he watching her or something? "You were watching me?" she asked. "Well, yes. Your hair is intriguing."
Her eyebrow twitched.
"Actually, I remember now that I do have to buy a drink. Anyway, thanks for helping me a back there and at the bookstore." Sakura bowed again and started walking. She at least wanted to know his name; he did help her twice already, but he just had to make a snarky comment about her hair.
Okay, maybe she's just over-reacting. It wasn't nice of her to leave him just like that when all he did was help her. 'How about asking him for a drink? It's the least you could do... Sakura's mind was set and turned around.
"Hey, how about I treat you something to drink? It's the least I could do to thank you."
The man blinked and shook his head. "I can't leave the theatre. Not when there's an occasion going on."
Sakura's shoulder slumped, "oh, right... Uhm, I'm Haruno Sakura, by the way. I do appreciate the help...um..."
"Sasori."
Sakura was surprised that he gave his name. "Sasori..."
"That's what I said."
"Oh, right…sorry. I'm probably stalling you. Well thanks again, Sasori. Maybe the next time I see you, I'll be able to treat you then." she smiled at him. The end of his lip turned up ever so slightly and shrugged. Chuckling lightly, she waved her hand and left.
Good grief, he's hot. She shook her head. Funny how twisted this day had turned out.