Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Saving Her.

A pink haired beauty sighed as she opened her emerald eyes to the bright, sunny day. She glance at her digital clock and moaned. 'I only have thirty minutes to get ready for school.', she thought. She decided to get up and take a quick shower. As the hot water burned her skin, she thought of her amazing summer. Sure, she was excited about her first day as a senior but, she would miss the sun. The heat. The would miss all of it. All her thoughts vanished as she heard her mother call out to her.

"Sakura, breakfast is ready." She shouted.

Said girl wrapped a towel around her petite body and looked at herself in the mirror. She sighed. She really did missed her long hair, but she admitted, she looked as beautiful with it short. Sighing again, she went back into her room and took out her uniform. She threw the white T-shirt over her head and put the midnight blue skirt. After that, she went to blow dry her hair.

"Good morning, mom." Sakura said, as she sat at the table, eyeing her cereal bowl. 'That's what she calls breakfast ?', she thought.

"Good morning, honey. Are you ready for your big day ?" She asked, enthusiastic. Sakura and her mother looked exactly the same, except her mother had longer hair and her eyes were a deep blue. Sakura guessed that her eyes came from her unknown father. For seventeen years, she lived with her mother. She didn't know why her mother refused to date, maybe it was because she thought all male species were cold-hearted jerks.

After a couples of cereal bites, Sakura answered. "Yeah, might as well get going now." She said, while getting out of table and tossing her school bag over her shoulder.

A loud growl came from the seventeen-year-old boy as he heard the screaming clock. Opening his onyx orbs, her groaned again. 'School.' He thought. Getting up, a gentle hand pulled him back to bed.

"Where do you think you're going, Sasuke-kun ?" A feminine voice asked. The girl had curly golden hair and chocolate brown eyes. The only thing that covered her naked body was the thin cover she gripped to her chest.

"To school." The Uchiha said, waving his hand through his raven hair. Seriously, she irritated him. Haven't he made it clear last night that this was only for his own personal pleasure ?

"Well, you could always miss first period, right ?" She asked, trying to seduce him back to bed. Taking his hand, she cupped her right breast. He gave a quick squeeze and got up.

"Mai, was it ? I think you should leave. The door is on your right." He said, not giving her the chance to protest. He went into a room and closed the door. From the other side, Mai could hear the water streaming out of the shower.

After getting dressed, Sasuke climb down the stairs and walked to the kitchen.

"Good morning, little brother." An older version of him greeted.

"Hn, Itachi." he greeted back, popping two slice of bread in the toaster.

"So I noticed you had company earlier." Itachi smirked. Sasuke stayed silent. It's not like it was the first time his brother noticed a girl in his younger brother's bedroom. Seeing that Sasuke wouldn't respond, he continued. "You know, they're always trashy looking. I bet you wouldn't be capable of bringing one beautiful girl, who doesn't look like a whore, to meet mother and father."

"How much are you willing to bet ?" He asked, challenging his older brother.

"How about this. The person who wins will get his opponent's whole month allowance ? Also, you have until Wednesday night."

"It's a deal." The Uchiha's shook hands and smirked.

Paying attention to her iPod's tiny screen, and not where she was going, Sakura walked her way to school. It wasn't a long walk from home, but still, time seemed to go by fast with music. Too fast.

It happened all too quick. First, she was crossing the street, not hearing the truck's loud horn, and then she was shoved down and hit her head on the ground. It all happened in a heart beat. Releasing the breath she didn't know she was holding, she stared with wide eyes at the angel whose face was only inches apart from hers. His beautiful pale skin and his familiar onyx pools made her forget her own name. He was the definition of Hot. She must've hit her head pretty hard. She noticed the position they were in. The only thing that was keeping him from crushing her body was both of his hand on each sides of her head. Realizing who was the boy on top of her, she cursed. He was no angel at all, he was the devil. Uchiha Sasuke. One of Konoha High's most popular guys. A player and an ass, as well.

"Get off me, jerk." The pinkette snapped, trying push her savior off of her.

"I don't know. I kind of like this position, don't you ?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

She glared at him and pushed him aside with all her strength. Getting up, she brushed the dirt off her skirt and muttered something that sounded like 'Perv.'

"Hn." Was all he answered.

Continuing her path, she felt his glares burned her back all the way to school.

"HE WHAT ?" Her blond friend asked, shouting.

"Keep it quiet." Sakura hissed. "I said, Sasuke pushed me out of the way of a truck that was coming."

"Ugh! You're so lucky. I wish Sasuke-kun push me out of the way." As long as they knew each other, Sakura knew that Ino had the biggest crush on the Uchiha. It wouldn't surprise her if the head cheerleader turned out to be the head of the ' We love Sasuke-kun fan club.'

Wanting to change the subject, Sakura give attention to the black haired beauty beside her.

"So, have you talk to Naruto, Hinata ?" she asked.

"Sorta." Hinata admitted. Confused, Sakura showed her to go on. "He greeted me and..."

" And ?"

"She blushed madly and almost fainted." Ino laughed.

When the ring bell, Sakura gathered her things and went to her locker. "Kami-sama, that was a short day." She thought. As she arrived, she noticed a tall boy waiting by her locker.

"Ugh. What do you want ?" She asked. Damn, that Uchiha started to get on her nerves.

"Is that how they say 'Thank you' in your species ?" He asked, smirking.

"Ha ha. Get it over with, I want to home."

"Well, you owe me one." He said.

She was confused. What did she owe him? Why would she owe him anything ? He never did her a favo-. 'Oh', she thought. He wanted her to do him a favor because of what happened this morning ? 'He should've let the truck kill me.' "What do you want from me ?" she hissed.

"I don't have time to explain. Meet me after practice." Practice ? PRACTICE ? She had forgotten all about that damned cheerleading practice. Why did she became a cheerleader again ? Oh, right. Because of that Pig.

Sakura had to admit, she enjoyed being a cheerleader, except when that stupid Uchiha kept looking at her instead to his basket ball game. What could he possibly want from her ? He had everything he ever wanted. Popular and rich and a basket ball player and the list could go on and on. What more could he ask for ? Why her ? Why did it have to-

"Forehead !" Ino shouted. "I've been calling you for the past 5 minutes."

Realizing she'd been looking at the Uchiha the whole time, she cursed. Looking around, she noticed all the girls on the squad were heading towards the changing rooms. Was practice over already ? "Sorry, I'm coming." She said, walking her way beside the blond.

"It's okay. Sasuke didn't stop staring at you in practice. Is there something going on between the two of you ?" She asked, worried that her best friend would betrayed her.

"No. He just wants me to do him a favor for this morning."

"Well, he did save your life. What did he asked you to do ?"

"Trust me, I don't know."

"Tell me why are we doing this again ?" She asked through the curtains. He'd asked her to meet his parents this Wednesday and wanted her to buy nice clothes to wear then.

"Because my brother and I made a bet. I have to bring a decent girl to meet my parents." He said, keeping his tone casual.

"And you think I'm decent ?" She asked, mocking. Any girl was decent, without clothes, through his eyes.

"You're not the hottest chick alive but you're better than the skanks I bring home." He said. His mother wasn't very proud of the way he treated girls and his father, well his father was just happy he wasn't gay. "What is taking her so long ?", he thought. She'd been in that dressing room for the past 10 minutes. "Sakura, if you don't come out in 10 seconds, I swear I'll come in and get you." He promised.

"Ugh! You're so impatient." She muttered. 1..., 2..., 3..., she heard him count. Pulling the skirt she was trying down, she muttered to herself. 4..., She took her pair of jeans and put them on. 5..., 6..., As she tried to pull the shirt over her head, she notice she was stuck. 7..., Her damned hair had caught in one of the buttons. 8..., "Stupid hair, even if it's short, is has to get caught everywhere.", she thought, while trying to fix her hair. 9..., Finally, she was able to take the shirt off and threw it somewhere in the dressing room. "Where is MY shirt ?", she thought. She searched through the pile of clothes but didn't find it.

"Looking for something ?" A voice behind her asked. As she turned around, she saw that he had her shirt in his hands. He looked at her from head to toe. He really thought that her red bra made her boobs looked good and wondered how they would look without it.

"Give me my shirt back !" She ordered, blushing at his stares.

"Come and get it."

As she approached him, his smirk grew. "What is he planning ?", she thought. He landed his hand with her shirt. As she tried to pull the shirt free, she hadn't realize that she had pulled him also until he trapped her against the wall with both of his hands on each side of her body. "Wha-what are you-" She was cut off by his hungry kisses.

"I really like that bra." He whispered to her ear. Spacing her legs with his knee, his hands made their way towards her breast.

"S-stop, Sasuk- Ah." She moaned when he squeezed her left breast. She was mad at herself. Never would she want to have sex with the Uchiha. He hated her, she hated him, end of story. "Sasu-ke, I-I don't want this." She managed to say. She moaned as she felt his hand rubbing between her legs.

"Your moans say otherwise." He chuckled against her neck, kissing and biting it.. Sasuke didn't care if she didn't want to and he didn't care if other people heard them. He wanted her here and now.

Sakura was the opposite. She didn't want him and she cared if people heard them. From her other experiences, she knew she could be quite the screamer. Gathering all her force into her fist, she punch him right on the jaw. Hard. Enough for him to let her go and whine about the pain. Grabbing her shirt, she walked out of the dressing room.

"I'll pick you up at seven." He said as he saw her walk away. Next time, he'll make sure that nothing will stop him. He will take her, even if it meant forcing her.