//s t a n d a r d . d i s c l a i m e r . a p p l i e d//

A/N: My onii-sama sucks! TwT He knows I'd always listen to him. I deleted ESP quite a while ago, nyaa. I actually didn't know what I'd do with it, since ideas don't pop into my head like with other writers. And onii-sama won't give me ideas. RAWR. Anyways, this one has a proper plot, and I already know what's gonna happen and it is related to the title.

I'm gonna give you guys ONE hint:

THE AWESOMENESS OF St. Valentine's Day IN JAPAN!

Wish me luck with this one! I really want to finish it! O.O

As always, story's Alternate Universe. It's modern SasuxSaku love. I'm gonna bring out Sasuke's brattiness with this one. ^_^

"Kyaa~! I'm almost late!" she cried desperately, pedaling faster. Haruno Sakura's inner self raged, telling her outer self to go faster than faster.

'I'm trying!' she yelled at her inner (in her head of course -_-; because it would be really weird to scream at nobody—at least physically speaking), 'But it's really hard to go faster with this bike! The wheels are so small and worn! I might slip on these damn puddles because it rained last night! And the breaks aren't even working!'

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Chocolate Kisses

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First Kiss

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The senior student (dubbed as book worm) of Konoha Gakuen (who was almost late) made a sharp turn to the left. "Almost there!" she murmured. She was a good distance from the school, approximately ten meters away from the gates to be exact.

Everything was going smoothly… So smoothly that she can shut her eyes behind her glasses (with stylishly thin frames, might I add) and enjoy the bike ride to school despite the fact that she'd be almost late.

I promise.

It was when a sleek black limousine halted in front of those very gates.

'Oh shit.'

Her brain went blank for a few seconds when a silver haired (which defied all laws of gravity) man in a black suit stepped out. 'Wow… That guy is hot… Though not as hot as Uchiha-kun,' her inner self muttered, forgetting that the road was slippery and her bike had broken brakes and the fact that she was almost going to hit—

'OH SHIT!'

Sakura's eyes widened a fraction before coming back to her senses and turning her bike away from the limo.

Kami-sama.

Too bad.

It was too late.

'Turn the steering wheel, girl! TURN THE FRIGGIN' STEERING WHEEL AWAY FROM THE LIMO!'

Can't stop now!

SCRRAATTCCH~~!

Thump!

"Ouch…" she murmured weakly after finally coming to a stop, causing her to dirty her school uniform after falling unto the wet ground. "Kuso," she sneered at herself, narrowing her green eyes at her bike and her now smashed glasses (the only pair she had, by the way). 'If only otou-san and okaa-san were here… They'd probably get me a new bike by now… And maybe a set of contacts,' she thought, dismayed but happy at the same time by the fact that her beloved parents were together in heaven.

She cursed her stupidity for ogling at the cute driver and stood up, trying to get rid as much of the mud as possible. Sakura cringed, imagining her blonde (big breasted) aunt screaming at her for being a reckless idiot and dirtying her uniform.

Suddenly, the bell rung signaling it was time for class (it was heard throughout campus).

-_-

This is so not her lucky day.

She turned her head slowly, afraid of what she'd (barely) see. And when she did (she wears glasses because she's farsighted), she regretted to even live.

The limousine had an ugly looking gash on its side, ruining the paint job.

The handsome silver haired driver's scarred eye twitched, mouth set into a tight line. His mismatched eyes met her emerald ones in an eerily calm manner. He was about to say something to her, an insult or a lecture probably, when the door opened.

Out stepped a boy with a duck ass styled hair (in which Sakura wondered if it was natural) clad in her school's uniform. "Don't even bother, Kakashi," he muttered quietly as he averted his gaze to look at her.

The pink haired girl's eyes narrowed a bit so she could see clearer… Wait… This guy looks familiar.

'Maybe with my nonexistent sex appeal, I can beg him to let me off this time?' she thought sarcastically, as she tried to make the image of the boy clearer by squinting her eyes. She really wanted to join her parents in heaven now.

The boy's eyes widened as if in shock. "It's you… From before…" he muttered under his breath, making sure no one heard him.

He regained his composure and smirked. Uchiha Sasuke gestured to the scratch on his limousine. "Two hundred thousand yen, please," he stated, lifting a hand to take the money, "for the damage your klutziness has caused, senpai."

Oh Kami-sama.

Of all people, why did it have to be the school chairman's son's limo?

…

… He was her crush too.

And she's late for first period.

…

Damn.

A/N: Hmm... I'd really love a beta reader. Or maybe some criticisms. -_-

By the way, Sasuke wasn't almost late like Sakura... Since... Well.. That's the usual time he arrives to school. However, Sakura arrives earlier than he does. And since Sakura is older than Sasuke by months (well, Sasuke could literally be older than her in the anime/manga, but they have to be in different classes, and with their smarts, they're bound to be in the same classes), he calls her //-senpai (proper spelling)//.

Please point out my errors! ;___;