Know THIS: This is 6 years after Sasuke left. So do the math 12+6 18

A/N: This is my third consecutive Naruto story ahahah, I'm very excited. This probably won't turn out like much because I'm not very good and I'm new so ha. Yep. The plot for this just formed in my head I guess you could say. The plot bunnies attacked me, so this, thus, is not my fault. I'd also like to say that in this realm of SasuSaku fan fiction it is really hard to find an original plot. If you look hard enough you'll find stories that are way to similar to each other, that or the manga. Enjoy if you wish!

Evening Without Your Girlfriend

By Aimie

. Is it still me that makes you sweat? ….

Chapter One: "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out"

Sakura Haruno sat on the bench that he…he had laid her in all those years ago. She was over him. So over him that it hurt her to think about it because that's how much she was so over him. Now, he meant nothing. He was just a memory, a long lost memory. She saw him again after all those years and he had focused his attention on Naruto. She rolled her eyes in frustration; she didn't miss him at all. It helped her thought process and her denial with the fact that he looked like a complete fruitloop now, still as hot and amazingly good looking as ever but with very bad choice in clothing.

It didn't suit him at all. Of course…she would never admit that he was actually…good looking under those drags. Those Orochimaru infested rags.

She balled up her hands and stood up. "He's not important to me." She held her head high and began to slowly walk away.

It was the bastard's birthday and she could now say that she honestly didn't care. She didn't make him a present to celebrate his birthday like she normally would have because she…was over him. But one doesn't really get over Sasuke Uchiha. It had taken her years to bring herself not to cry on his birthday and not try to remember him but the fact that he had returned to the village now didn't make the feeling she had spent years trying to suppress go away any faster.

She had decided that maybe she might talk to him. She sure as hell wasn't going to avoid him or hide from him because that was something Hinata would do and she was no Hinata. It had been 6 years and she couldn't exactly comprehend exactly why the bastard came back. What could've possessed him to return?

"Sasuke-kun, Sasuke-kun" she mimicked herself. "That baka!"

Sakura decided that it wouldn't do her any good to stay angry so she walked; she was half way through the village when a familiar wad of unnaturally spiky blonde hair invaded her view.

"SAKURA-CHAAAAN!" he ran through the village calling out her name like he normally would, knocking random pedestrians on the street. As always, Sakura simply turned around and smiled at him.

"Yes?" she asked grinning.

"ARE YOU—"

"NARUTO YOU IDIOT! DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO RUN THROUGH THE VILLAGE LIKE AN IDIOT SCREAMING?" she yelled punching him to the floor. He had dented the pavement, she stared at him angrily and put her hands on her hips turning around and with a 'hmph' she walked away.

Naruto tried to get a up a couple of times but failed miserably, when he finally had, she was half way through the mob of people. "Sakura-chan! WAIT! Excuse me, sorry…gomen-nasai….sumimasen…" he said pushing his way through the people who were giving him very angry looks.

He finally tapped on the shoulder of a pink haired lady. He smiled and tried to regain his breath. "Saku—"

The person that turned around had been a man. A pink haired…man. The man cracked his knuckles and looked at Naruto who paled.

"You got something to say to me?" he asked.

"Uh…ano…well….no?" he looked at him. "I was…er…just looking for Sakura-chan…"

"Oh, is that all?" the man then smiled. "She passed by here about 5 minutes ago telling me to wear this wig."

Naruto groaned. "Sakura….." he mumbled under his breath.

"I really don't know why…." The man smiled his cavity infested smile and took the pink wig off to reveal a bald head. "She said I was balding, but I really don't see it."

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "Right…erm…me either." He smiled and decided to walk away. He wasn't going to find Sakura anytime soon. He sighed and decided to walk to his girlfriends' house, Hinata wasn't going anywhere. It was too bad; Sakura would be missing Sasuke's birthday.

Sakura laughed at her intelligence, hiding in the dark alley way laughing at not only her intelligence but Naruto's stupidity.

"Baka…" she laughed putting her hands on the cold brick that separated one building with the other. She turned around and laid her back on the cold unforgiving brick and sighed. It hadn't given her that much pleasure to tease Naruto; the laughter had officially worn off. She hadn't thought about it in years, she hadn't revisited her old feelings in years. She also hadn't cried in years, she had been suppressing so much and the laughter ending was like a big crash from an energy drink.

"Bastard…" she mumbled.

She wasn't so much mad at him because he left her. No, she was mad at him because he left for power. It had taken years to get over that fact. The fact that he would never care about her like she had cared for him, the fact that he thought she was annoying and the fact that she had meant nothing to him. She accepted it. Why did he even come back?

She took a deep breath and walked to her house. She closed the door behind her and threw herself onto the couch.

"Hey Sasuke-teme, Happy Birthday!" Naruto said coming into the Uchiha household with Hinata on his right arm.

"Hn. Who else is coming?" Sasuke asked.

"Well…" Naruto let go of Hinata for a minute and looked through a list. "I've got Ino and Shikamaru, TenTen, Rock Lee—"

Sasuke groaned. "Hn. Stop right there." He smirked.

"Yeah, yeah. Sakura might come if—"

"You mean she's not coming?" he asked raising a perfect eyebrow.

"Yeah she might not. She's been acting weird lately. I think something maybe wrong with her." Naruto said. He smiled. "And of course, I'm coming and Hinata-chan is here, let's party!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Ah. Dobe."

"Teme."

"Do-"

"Do you guys ever stop fighting?!" they both turned around. Hinata's cheeks grew red as Naruto pulled her closer and the sight that surprised her made her faint.

"Hina-chan!" Sakura ran to Hinata. "Help me put her on the couch."

Sasuke raised another perfect eyebrow. 'She didn't even acknowledge my presence…not that I care." He shrugged it off.

He watched Naruto and Sakura lay Hinata on the couch. "It's okay, she just fainted."

"She always faints." Naruto said. "On my way here, when I went to pick her up, she opened the door and fainted."

Sakura laughed lightly. "You two are dating and she's still fainting?"

"Hai Sakura-chan." He said smiling sheepishly.

"That much fainting cannot be good for the human body." She said. Sakura put two fingers at Hinata's pulse point. "She'll regain consciousness soon."

"How would you know when she regains consciousness?" asked Sasuke looking directly at Sakura.

"I'm a medic nin, Sasuke, I know a lot of things." She said smirking.

"Sure you do…" he scoffed.

She raised an eyebrow. "Oh I know a lot of things about the human body. A lot of things." She smirked.

He rolled his eyes. "What happened to you Sakura?" he thought.

Though there were many answers as to what happened to Sakura during his absence, there was two that stood out to him. Two that were pretty much obvious since she had not paid him any attention since she had gotten there and the other because she had indeed grown up.

He never liked his fan girls. He had never liked her blush, he had thought it was annoying and somehow, seeing her again, he missed it. He would never admit it to her face but—he had missed it. Sasuke noticed that she was not a little girl anymore. She wasn't 12 nor 15, she was a woman. 18 years old, not too tall or short, not too gorgeous that it was unbearable but just pretty enough.

She was a balancing act. She was not too much, she was just right.

Like Goldilocks and her chair and her bowls of porridge. When you ate the one that was too hot, you got burned. When you ate the one that was too cold, your tongue would freeze. But when you got the one in the middle, the nice smelling, and warm one. It was just right.

It would be delicious.

Sasuke shook his head to dissolve the thoughts from his brain. She was pretty and whatnot but she wasn't for him and neither was Karin. He never liked Karin, she was the worst of his fan girls. The mention of her name made him want to throw up his breakfast, lunch and dinner…from yesterday.

"Sasuke? Could you pass me a wet rag please?" Sakura asked looking at Hinata.

"What's wrong with her Sakura-chan?"

"This girl is a recipe for disaster…." Sakura sighed. "She has a fever now…"

"Well she has been coughing…" Naruto responded.

Sasuke came back with the wet rag and threw it Sakura. "Isn't it my birthday?" he thought.

The rag landed on Sakura's shoulder. "Oh thanks. I enjoy being thrown wet rags…" she removed the rag from her shoulder carefully.

"Hn." He rolled his eyes.

"Cancel the party Naruto, this girl is running with a fever." Sakura said. "Oh and Sasuke, could you get me a bowl with water…?"

"Whatever…"

"And don't throw the bowl at me!" she called to him.

He smirked. "Oh I won't…." he said. "I'll just throw you a bucket…." He muttered.

"What was that?"

"Nothing…" he mumbled.

Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster …

A/N: Yeah. This the start of a story, I'm so happy because this is my first story and I really want to do well. :D, I hope you all like it. Please review because I love reviews! Though Story Alerts and whatnot are really flattering, I love reviews. Reviews motivate us as writers to keep writing so if you like please don't hesitate to review! I love reviews!! :DD

-Aimie