DISCLAIMER! naruto does not belong to me.
DISCLAIMER! the introduction was based on chapter 1 of a book called SHARING SAM by katherine applegate. its a good book. read it :)
CHAPTER 01
From the minute that Uchiha Sasuke stepped into Konoha High School, there was lots of speculation about him. After a listless first three months of school, everyone was getting bored and restless. The appearance of Sasuke, dark, silent, solemn Sasuke, with his tousled black-blue hair and earnest looks and quiet melancholy, nobody could just keep still. They said the slight scar on his cheek, right under his right eye, had resulted from a failed suicide attempt. They said that he had moved to peaceful Konoha because he had been kicked out of his last school for attempting to burn it down. They even went so far as to suggest that his parents were CIA agents and Sasuke had been being trained all his life to join them.
It wasn't like he was hard to ignore. He had been sighted various times, smoking behind the school building. He road a motorcycle, a huge Harley, without wearing a helmet, letting his hair fly around. Usually, he just wore t-shirts, ripped jeans, and ratty chucks, which confused the people who were obviously expecting a leather jacket and some army boots to go along with the whole smoking and motorcycling thing. His fingers were always grimy and bruised, broken nails, bruised knuckles, and scars on the back and the palm. It made him look like he got into fights all the time.
Sakura, vice president on the student council, captain of th softball team, and top student in the class, didn't have time to notice Sasuke. The first day he had come to Konoha High, on a rainy November day, the day after Thanksgiving break, he had made appearance in Sakura's homeroom. Kurenai-sensei introduced him to the class.
"Class 3B, this is a new student, Uchiha Sasuke. Sasuke, care to introduce yourself?" Kurenai-sensei said. Sasuke, with his messy hair hanging over his left eye, just looked lazily around the room. His eyes seemed to linger a little when he saw Sakura, but Sakura supposed it was just because she was the only one in class who had bright pink hair and bright green eyes to boot.
"Hello. I'm Sasuke. I drink Sprite with a straw," Sasuke said impassively, which sort of startled Sakura because she did the exact same thing and it was just an overall weird thing to say when introducing yourself.
"Yes, yes. Now, Sasuke, your seat is next to Uzumaki Naruto, over there," Kurenai-sensei pointed to a seat next to the blonde-haired, goofy-looking kid who sat behind Sakura. For the rest of the year, Sasuke always just slept in class.
The first time that Sakura really met Sasuke was a cool spring morning in late March. The weather had been extra warm that week. Sakura was sitting under a cherry blossom tree, trying to study Biology. The Biology exam was in three days, and Sakura was trying desperately to remember all the stages of meiosis. Her notebook was on her lap, but she really wanted to just fall asleep, in the breezy weather, under the cherry blossom tree with petals raining down on her, the sun glowing warmly. She took a peach from her basket and chomped on it. Biology made her tired.
She was asleep against the tree before she knew it.
Sakura woke up to a horrible SCREEEEEEECCH, of rubber burning against gravel road. Sakura's eyes flew open just in time to see Uchiha Sasuke losing control of his stupid bike and veering off the road. The motorcycle bashed against the ground and began to roll down the hill, right towards the tree which Sakura was innocently sitting under.
Sasuke flew off his bike and landed unceremoniously and heavily onto Sakura's lap, his head shoving her textbook to the ground.
His bike missed her by inches and fell into the nearby lake, causing water to splash all over. Sakura shoved Sasuke around, trying to get him to get up. His eyes were closed. He didn't move. It was like trying to push around a dummy.
Sakura then realized with a start that his head was bleeding like crazy and there were bruises all over his arms.
Panicking, Sakura tried desperately to remember what she was supposed to do when someone was bleeding his brain out on her new forever21 skirt. She shifted his head, causing him to groan. Regrettably, she took off her favorite t-shirt (but she was wearing a tank top under it, so your dirty thoughts can be summoned elsewhere, thanks!), stripped it, and wrapped it around his head. Immediately, blood bled through the pale blue t-shirt, spattery stains of blood that looked like cherry blossoms, scarlet cherry blossoms.
She took the remaining strip of t-shirt, went to the nearby lake, soaked it in water, and wrung all the water onto Sasuke's face.
Sasuke's eyes twitched and he turned his face a little. Sasuke wrung the remaining water onto his face, and finally he opened his eyes.
"Thank goodness! You're alive! There's nowhere near here to call 911, you know!"
"Where the hell am I?" Sasuke asked quietly, trying to get up but immediately realizing that he had a stabbing headache.
"Village of Konoha, under Haru to be specific," Sakura said amiably, patting the cherry blossom affectionately.
"You named the tree?" Sasuke asked incredulously. Sakura narrowed her eyes and nodded, as she put the damp cloth on Sasuke's forehead, over the cloth that was serving as a bandage and getting disgustingly soaked
"Where's Hana?!" Sasuke immediately gasped.
"Who?" Sakura asked, all wide-eyed and head-tilted.
"My motorcycle," Sasuke snapped.
"You named a bike?" Sakura asked, smirking. Sasuke glared.
"And such a girly name too..." Sakura said, smirking even more. Sasuke glared even harder.
"Where is she?" Sasuke said tersely. Sakura pointed at the dead carcass of a motorcycle, with its tires sticking up crudely from the blue-green water. Sasuke seemed to die all over again. He made an ugly, growling sound, closed his eyes and didn't open them for the next three minutes.
"Are there any repair shops in Konoha?" Sasuke whispered after all.
"For bikes? Well, there's Shikamaru's, but he charges a lot and whines a whole lot. I'm not sure he's going to want to fix your bike. It looks like a lot of work," Sakura said. Sasuke gave her a sharp glance, as if saying, "Did anybody ask the likes of you?"
Then, Sakura took three peaches out of her basket, juggled them, and offered one to Sasuke, who was now sitting up and leaning on the old cherry blossom tree. Sasuke shook his head and then immediately groaned at the throbbing.
"It's freshly picked," Sakura said.
"I'm sitting here, bleeding to a tragic and imminent death, and you are advertising peaches to me?" Sasuke asked. Sakura laughed.
"As if your tragic and imminent death has anything to do with me. You can't move yet. You're supposed to rest. There's no way I can call an ambulance here. I don't want to leave you here alone. So have a peach! Or... do you want me to feed it to you?" Sakura said. Sasuke just kept his eyes narrowed and stared at his shoes, which were falling apart.
Shrugging, Sakura stuck the peach into Sasuke's unsuspecting mouth. Sasuke glared at her but chomped out a chunk cooperatively.
After a while, Sasuke stood up shakily.
"All right, you're going to help me get Hana to this Shikamaru kid's garage, so that he can fix my bike," Sasuke said. Sakura stared.
"You can't! You have to rest..."
"What are you? Some brown-nosing goody-two-shoes girl scout?" Sasuke said.
"You are such an asshole," Sakura said. Sasuke stared for a few moments, then shrugged.
"Just help me get Hana to Shikamaru's. I'll help you study for Biology," Sasuke said. Sakura wouldn't have to think twice to reject this offer. As if he could possibly tutor her in Biology, with the way he slept all through class and never turned in homework assignments. But then, she did vaguely recall Sasuke getting 100% on the most recent Biology quiz, the one Sakura had gotten a sad 76% in...
"Fine," Sakura said, and got up to survey the damage of the motorcycle. It was pretty hopeless. The motorcycle was completely wrecked. Of course, if she pointed this out to Sasuke, she would be called a girl scout. What a complete jackass.
Sakura felt a warm breeze tickle her cheeks and play with her hair. It blew a cherry blossom into her hair. How sad that she must spend this beautiful spring day helping a crazy bastard with some sort of death wish drag his fucked-up "Hana" to Shikamaru's.
"You..." Sasuke said, and then shut up. He said it so quietly, Sakura almost didn't hear him.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing!" Sasuke said. Sakura narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"You have nice hair, all right?! NICE HAIR!" Sasuke snapped. Sakura stared at him. The kid was truly delusional. Sasuke got up to help Sakura pull his bike out of the lake.
They were halfway there when Sasuke felt a stabbing pain in the left side of his head and he lifted up his hands to hold his head. Sakura immediately slipped and fell into the water, the bike sliding in on top of her.
"SHIT!" Sasuke yelled.
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