That's Life
"SASUKE UCHIHA WAKE UP! YOU ARE MY ESCORT TO HOMECOMING AND I'M NOT MISSING IT!"
I sit up to fast and get a head rush. Hovering right in front of me is a very angry Sakura. She's in a skin tight, dark grey dress that goes to mid thigh. It has one thick shoulder strap, and the other shoulder is bare. Her long pink hair is curled, and her makeup is light, but I can tell she's wearing it because her eyes are even greener than normal. She's too tall, so I'm assuming she's wearing heels. I can't tell though, because I'm still in the hospital bed. My brother is standing behind her, and when we make eye contact, he shoves a pile of clothes into my hands and I frown down at them. I push Sakura back so she isn't breathing on me, then I climb out of bed and make my way to the bathroom to change.
I tap my foot to the beat of a random song that I can't remember the name to and glance at the clock. What's taking so long? He's been in there for twenty minutes! The shower shut off ten minutes ago! That bastard better hurry! I swear if I'm late…
The door creaks open and Sasuke's standing in the door, ready to leave. The dance isn't that formal, and you can wear whatever you want. Girls always wear dresses, but guys usually wear a pair of nice jeans and a decent shirt. Sasuke's wearing dark denim jeans, with a button up black shirt. He hasn't buttoned it yet, and he has a white beater underneath it. I walk forward and button it for him. "Come on! We're going to be late because you had to shampoo your hair!"
I pull him out of the hospital room, and Itachi follows us down. Sasuke's already been cleared to leave and Itachi quickly signs some papers saying that he'll take responsibility for him. We head out into the parking lot, and Sasuke slides into the passenger seat, while I get stuck in the back again. Earlier I had ridden back to Konoha with my mom to shower and change. Itachi had called me and offered me a ride back up to the hospital to get Sasuke. He was still over in Suna and I was not going to go to Homecoming without an escort.
It's seven now, and the dance starts at eight thirty. If Itachi speeds a bit (which he would do anyways even if he wasn't in a hurry), we'll make it just in time.
I grab Sasuke's hand and run for the door. It's raining out and I'm trying to protect my hair and makeup from it with my arms. We make it to the door before we get too wet, and we are immediately ushered to a line of Seniors who are all candidates for Homecoming King and Queen. If you're in a sport, you get to be part of this. A little more than half of our class is lined up. There are more girls than guys, so a few guys have two girls. My friends are at the end of the line. We go behind Neji and Tenten.
Our class song She Will Be Loved, starts to play, and the first two walk out. There's polite clapping, and a few whistles. This continues, until Hinata and Naruto go out. Naruto insisted that they couldn't just walk out normally, so he's now carrying her bridal style. Poor Hinata is beat red. There's a few catcalls, a ton of whistles, and many, many shouts of approval. I even heard a few "Awe's". Next is Ino and Kiba. They both look like models, with their tall builds, and perfect bodies. There is earsplitting squeals and rowdy shouts from both genders. Next are Karin and Suigetsu. Karin has jumped on Suigetsu's back, and he gives her a piggy back ride out. Again, there is a lot of cheering.
Watching them piggy back ride has given Tenten an idea. She takes off her heels, and makes Neji hold them. "What are you doing?" he asks.
She bends over slightly, braces her legs, and holds her hand out behind her back, signaling that she wants him to climb on. "No."
"Yes, damnit! Climb on!"
"You're insane!"
"GET ON, BITCH!"
Shortly after their rather loud conversation, Neji reluctantly climbs on her back, and she carries him out. Laughter and applause fill the gym. I can't stifle a giggle when Suigetsu slaps Neji on the butt when Tenten walks past him. I'm about to link my arm with Sasuke's, when I'm picked up and slung over his shoulder. "Put me down!" I hiss into his back.
He doesn't respond, and when our names are announced. He walks out. There's some chuckling, but it's mostly applause, "awe's", and whistling. Sasuke's fan girls are squealing. How typical. I give up on fighting him, and I turn my head to look at the bleachers. I start to laugh to try to tone down the redness in my cheeks. My laugh goes from strained, to true, as I realize how ridiculous I must look.
We get to our spot, and Sasuke gently sets me down. I playfully slug him in the arm, before I link my arm through his.
A spotlight goes to Iruka Sensei who is standing in the middle of the bleachers. "Ok! Your votes have been tallied! It was a close one, so we will now have our top four contenders step forward!" He clears his throat. "Naruto, and Sasuke! Would you please step forward!" Squeals and howls of approval fill the room. "Hinata and Sakura!"
Me and Hinata look at each other, astonished. Slowly we make our way forward.
The spotlight falls on all four of us, and the volume in the room picks up to ear splitting. "Now for the results! By seven votes, our Homecoming King…. Is…. Sasuke!"
Insert heart-eyed screaming fan girls. I fight the urge to cover my ears. I elbow Sasuke, who elbows me back. "and our Homecoming Queen… by twenty votes… is… Sakura!"
I stare wide eyed up at Iruka. I point at myself when he looks at me. I mouth "me", and he nods. I drop my hand and turn to stare at Sasuke in disbelief. "Me?" I ask him. He chuckles and slightly ruffles my hair before I slap his hand away. "Yes, you."
I feel a smile creep up on my face. "Now let's have our King and Queen start the first dance!"
I turn to Sasuke and reach up to wrap my arms around his neck. I sometimes forget how much taller he is than me. He gently wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into him as the song Innocence by Avril Lavigne comes on. We gently sway to the music. "So, Mr. King Uchiha, what's it like to have a title that matches your arrogance?" I say while smiling playfully up at him.
He dips his head down, and I feel my heart jump thinking that he's going to kiss me on the lips. Instead he kisses my forehead, and says, "It's matches perfectly. Just like an advertisement would look perfect on that forehead of yours."
I stick my tongue out at him, and I'm about to respond, when someone bumps into us. I look over to see Ino and Kiba right next to us. "Hey, I hate to interrupt the love fest here, but Sakura, you are attracting a lot of glares and possible cat fights." Ino says, not even looking away from a smirking Kiba.
I look around and realize she's right. I can feel Sasuke sigh, and I look up at him. He' glaring at the girls. They're too busy gossiping about me to notice his look.
The song changes, and I recognize the beginning of Shake That. Girls start to move towards Sasuke, no doubt planning on asking if he wants to "dance". By that they mean grind, and their version of grinding is sex with clothes on. They might even go as far as to try to unbutton Sasuke's shirt. That was not very smart of Itachi to bring that shirt. He probably did it on purpose, I suppose.
"SAKURA-SAN!"
I jump and spin around to find Lee. "Oh, hi Lee." I say quietly. Sasuke's smirking at me. I start smirking back when the girls finally make it to him. "So, Sakura, do you want to dance?"
I fight to keep my supper down. Yuck. I would rather die. But I can't just flat out say no… Oh! I know! "SORRY! I CAN'T HEAR YOU! IT'S TOO LOUD!"
"WILL YOU DANCE WITH ME!"
"WHAT!"
"I SAID, WILL YOU D-"
"Sakura."
I whip around and almost have a heart attack. Just a few seconds ago, he was behind Lee, and somehow Sasuke managed to sneak up behind me. I feel his arms wrap around my waist, and I immediately know what he's doing.
Now I know what you're thinking. It's something along the lines of, "This is his way of confessing! He's in love with you! YAY!". Well, you're wrong. We are merely using each other to avoid our creepy infatuated classmates.
I take a step backwards, and I bring my hands up over his. I sway my hips against his, and occasionally push them back into him. Now, it would not seem like this was going to lead to anything, well until his arms slipped from around my waist, and made there way down to grasp my hips. Occasionally they would even run up and down my thighs. Oh, I can just picture the bright red tinge in my cheeks.
Oh, crap.
Red cheeks.
Butterflies.
Having fun.
My skin is ignited.
Lust.
Sasuke has managed to AGAIN develop our relationship past the friendship level. JESUS! WHY IS THIS BOY A GOD! WHY!
I slide my hands up to lightly grip the back of his neck. I can't even hear the music, or make out any faces. There's just faint blurs around us, and the feeling of my body moving with Sasuke's. I know I'll want to bash my own head in later, but I don't care. This is perfect.
