Revenge with a Passion; Literally.
This story was inspired from Maroon 5's song Misery.
Because Sakura deserves her happy ending. And guess who goes through hell for her to get it? You guessed it.
Sakura tapped her boot on the floor repeatedly, stabbing her Kunai in the side of her chair, making an impression in it, over and over again.
She growled "Kami freakin' Dammit, when's the bastard arriving?"
Naruto, in the chair next to her, and used to the new pissed Sakura, laughed and shrugged.
"Granny Tsunade said anytime today. Oh yeah, and I call dibs on you getting him first." He grinned.
She glared at him, holding her kunai at his neck. "Is that so?"
Naruto gulped. "Yes, because he owes you that much, ne?"
Something flashed in Sakura's eyes, a hint of emotion which she rarely showed these days.
Naruto, recognized it as Malice and he smirked a bit.
He hoped the idiot suffered through her torture enough to make her happy. He remembered the day they found out Sasuke was coming home.
Sakura walked down the street, her fingers clenched, her hands white. She grinded her teeth.
Naruto walked up to her. "Sakura-chan! Did you hear? Sasuke's coming home!" He grinned. He heard Sakura growl.
"He won't know what coming for him when he arrives." Naruto looked confused.
"Eh? What do you mean Sakura-chan?"
"Pure Hell, Naruto."
Naruto barked out a laugh.
"You go Sakura, you give that teme what he deserves."
She flicked her head to the side, and pulled at her hair, braiding it, and flipped it over her shoulder. "Fine." She muttered. Suddenly the door opened to reveal a drunken Tsunade.
"He's here, take him and get the hell out of my office waiting room. Don't let him out of your sight or else." She took a swing of her sake and stomped off.
Naruto laughed and got up, stretching his arms. "Yo, Teme, get your ass out here then!" he yelled at the door. Sakura heard a small "Hn." From the other side and a tall dark haired man
stepped out. Sakura smirked, and glared at the same time.
Bastard hasn't changed, she thought and smirked.
Naruto ran to Sasuke and hugged him in a brotherly way. Sasuke didn't return the hug. "Dobe, get the hell off me." He deadpanned.
"TEMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Naruto's arms were gripped and he was thrown away from the Uchiha. Naruto straightened his shirt and looked down.
"Hmph, stupid teme."
As soon as Naruto was off of Sasuke, he looked at Sakura and she swore she saw his jaw drop a little.
"S-Sakura?"
She made a little tch noice.
Why the hell was he noticing her now? Was she naked or something? She looked down at her version of comfy attire. Jeans, boots and a spaghetti strap top. She looked at him through her eyeliner. "Well, no shit." She looked at her hand, noticing the big ring she had on suddenly. She smirked a bit as she wondered how it would look impressioned on something.
She got an idea suddenly, and grinned to herself. She looked at Naruto, who as if sensed what she was doing. He coughed to cover a laugh.
She walked up to Sasuke, pouting a bit and used her sweetest voice as innocent as she could. She felt nauseous doing this. She got on her tiptoes, her hands behind her back.
"I'm glad your back Sasuke-kun, because I have something to give you. You'll love it." She whispered huskily stepping closer. She leaned in a tad.
Sasuke, actually thinking she'd kiss him, closed his eyes slightly.
That's when Sakura pulled back her biker gloved fist and swung it straight at the Uchiha's cheekbone.
She heard a crunch and smirked wildly.
"That's for leaving me on a god dammed bench, the least you could have done was put me on something freakin' soft." She grabbed his shirt.
He clutched his cheek painfully. He growled, lowly.
He glared at her. "As if I care"
She heard Naruto in the background cracking up. She grinned. Then everything moved with out her. She saw herself grab for him. Everything moved too fast.
That's when she grabbed his head and slammed it into the nearest wall. She let him go and started walking, and turned around, regaining herself.
"See you later, Naruto; and Sasuke? You better get your ass up, I'm leaving. Naruto has you next month." She straightened her shirt and cracked her neck.
Sasuke coughed and grabbed his head and cheek. "Bitch" He muttered. He got up and looked at Naruto and saw he was grinning about to laugh. "Shut up." He stomped off after the revengeful woman.
Sakuras House:
Sakura stomped through the door, unable the realize that Sasuke was on her heels and 'accidently' slammed the door in his face. He groaned.
He slammed the door open and yelled
"Dammit, what the hell did I do to deserve your company."
She laughed bitterly and threw over her shoulder
"Bastard, you broke my heart."
She headed to the kitchen and got some ice and a towel. She walked over to him and shoved it at his chest and folded her arms. She watched as he tentatively placed it to his head,
whilst still holding his cheek wincing. Sakura sighed and moved closer to him.
He moved back sensing she was going to hurt him again.
She glared. "Idiot I'm just gonna heal your cheek"
He stepped back, slapping her hand away. "Its fine."
"Dammit no its not."
She placed her hand on his pained, red cheek and forced chakra into her hand. He winced and pulled away once she was done.
"Hn."
"Don't hn me."
"Tch."
"Hn."
He twitched as she used his word.
He looked around her apartment, seeing how out of place it was. It looked… normal. She has dishes in the sink, instant coffee cups on the side and knives and magazines on the end
table.
She pushed past him and walked into the hallway, she turned around and looked at him.
"Couch or floor?" She smirked. He took a second to figure out what she meant.
He sighed. "Couch"
She nodded and went into her room coming out with a pile of blankets and a pillow.
"If I hear a peep out of you, when I'm trying to sleep, your cheek will be the least of your worries, Uchiha." She spat.
"Tch like you could overtake me." He spat back.
She slammed him onto the couch and walked into her room and yelled,
"Bathroom is across the hall." She slammed her door, and he noticed the light go out. He sighed turning on the couch to get comfortable.
Not possible.
He closed his eyes, still clutching the icepack to his pounding head.
I'm actually working on chapter two, so look for it!