Main Pairing: SasuSaku
Side Pairing: NaruHina, ShikaIno, NejiTen, and more
Date uploaded: April 14, 2011
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EDITED 05-18-12: Due to grammatical and spelling errors.
Forget-Me-Not
a story by kdairy
Game Over
truth or dare backfires
A silver-haired teacher entered their classroom. The juniors were fidgeting on their seats; nervous on what will this crazy teacher make them do next (after making them steal Icha Icha Paradise, a very perverted novel, in their local bookstore; after making them wake up their drunk principal just to say hi; and after making them challenge their lunatic PhysEd teacher into a 'youthful' fight) which were all completely unrelated to Math!
"Okay, class," he said. "Since it's the last day of classes, I want all of you to enjoy it by doing anything you want here in the campus."
The students couldn't believe their ears. Anything they want to do.
"Are you sure, Kakashi-sensei?" someone raised the question.
"Of course I am."
Tears were really forming in their eyes. For once in their lives, they felt awfully grateful to their perverted teacher. They practically broke the sliding door as they exited, leaving Kakashi alone in the ransacked classroom.
"Ah, now, I can read in peace…"
***_oO0Oo_***
The sunlight was pouring through the gaps of the leaves above Sakura. It was really summer. Beside her was her best friend Ino with her baby blue eyes excited.
"Imagine Sakura, in a matter of hours, school will be officially over! No more homework, no more recitals, no more annoying alarm clocks, no more–"
Sakura sadly sighed. "No more Sasuke."
And the summer breeze blew her short pink hair as it also blew away Ino's excitement.
Sasuke and Sakura were friends since they were grouped together in elementary. He had been her long time crush. But she still hadn't told him her true feelings.
"You know," Ino said. "You should already tell him–you love him, don't you? He'll be leaving soon to study in abroad."
"I know. But–"
Sakura suddenly stopped and saw the most amazing (well, one of the most amazing) thing in her life. Sasuke Uchiha. The drop-dead gorgeous real one, playing basketball! He was jumping, preparing for an awesome slam dunk. The world was in slow motion. Sakura swore she saw microscopic sparkling sweat running down his neck.
And shoot!
"Nice work, teme!" Naruto yelled from the center line.
"Ooohh, Sasukee, we LOVE you!" The 'Sasuke fan club' screamed in chorus as they held up a banner Sasuke's picture (which was obviously grabbed from his facebook photo album) and 'Sasuke 4evah! 3' written at the bottom right.
To be brief, this fan club was started by a group of fangirls stalking him (in person and online) and now, they have recruited over a hundred of them in Konoha High. Sakura was disgustedly surprised when she saw some guys (*coughgayscough*) in the club.
"Hey Sakura… you're drooling," Ino flatly pointed out.
"Oh… sorry…"
"Yo, Ino!"
The blonde turned around and saw Tenten and Hinata waving at the other side of the field.
"Where've ya been?" Ino shouted, hurting poor Sakura's ears.
"At the library!" Tenten yelled back.
They seemed to have caught some people's attention because they could actually sense glares boring in their backs.
"Uhm… Tenten… maybe we should go to where they are and chat… in a conversational tone."
"Hehe… maybe you're right."
There, Tenten explained why she and Hinata were late. They have been helping Neji, Hinata's cousin, for his schedule for this summer vacation. Tenten and Neji were a year older than them so they're very busy with college and stuff.
"But really, I think Neji's overdoing it. I mean he'll be studying during the whole season!"
"So that means you two won't have some alone time together?" Ino snapped.
"Well… I… I was just concerned," Tenten replied defensively, with a blush on her cheeks. "And I don't think he likes me back."
Ino scoffed. "You'll never know until you try!"
This blonde was the only daring one when it comes to love. That's why she finally had Shikamaru.
"Let's play Truth or Dare. No backing out."
And the remaining three girls gulped.
***_oO0Oo_***
The game was utterly childish. But it had miraculously brought two love birds together, according to the legendary gossips. However, that's not the reason why Sakura agreed to play this overrated game. She just didn't want to be a chicken and let her precious pride to be trampled.
The bottle was coming to its spinning end. It stopped between Sakura and Ino. And the tip pointed to… Sakura. Ino smirked mischievously and Sakura somehow knew what she was planning.
"Sakura, truth or dare?"
"Dare." There wouldn't be any more secrets Sakura would hide from them.
Ino's smirk widened.
"Ino-pig… you wouldn't dare."
"Oh yes, I would. It's for your own good."
Ino whispered to Sakura her dare. Sakura grimaced but didn't say anything.
"What's her dare?"
"You'll see."
***_oO0Oo_***
Ba-thump, Ba-thump
Sakura felt her heart beating faster, her chest getting heavier, and her blush getting redder.
She walked towards to none other than Sasuke, who was standing in the middle of the court, holding an opened bottle of water. He was rather puzzled when he saw a blushing Sakura in front of him.
"Forgive me, Sasuke…"
And the bottle fell, splashing both of their shoes wet.
***_oO0Oo_***
The world seemed to be broken at the moment. No one dared to even blink. There's something definitely wrong. Even Naruto, the densest of them all, just stood there with his mouth open.
Now, their key attention lies right in the middle of the basketball court. A pink-haired girl whom they knew as Sakura was pinching Sasuke's pale cheeks. Correction: The Sasuke Uchiha's flawless pale cheeks. She was pinching them to their limit that her thumbs were leaving a mark on them.
"I LOVE YOU, SASUKE!"
Sakura's confession echoed through the whole field that made the world extra quiet (is there even such a thing?) until…
"Watch out my youthful students!"
BANG!
The basketball their PhysEd teacher, Gai-sensei, threw hit Sakura's over-sized forehead.
Sasuke saw her falling slowly to the ground, with big swirly eyes.
Ino was terribly wrong. This was absolutely not for Sakura's own good.