Just a note to all of you who have read my stories…omg...thank you. 185 views for both of my stories (mostly Sleeping Cherry). It means so much even if it's not that much. I seriously…I mean that. :'D And plus all those views in one night. Like, omg, freaking out. To all of you there who followed, viewed, and favorite my stories, I thank you. You all give me inspiration.

Summary: "I don't have time for crushes." He said when she confessed her love to him back in elementary. After moving to San Jose, they both meet again at college in LA. How will he react to the newfound love?

His Eyes Saw Love

One shot…or two shot? Idk, after this story I might make a note at the end…

- - - • - - -

Sasuke slumped in his first class seat. There was really no difference from the economy seats or the first class seats. Well, that really mattered. The only thing that was better in first class was the bigger space for legroom, which was useful in some ways, but for this flight he didn't really find any purpose for them.

"We will be landing in 20 minutes." The flight attendant announced. But Sasuke wasn't paying attention. Instead, he was thinking about the past years of his life, mostly school years. He was 18 now, and he was moving to LA for college.

He never really liked high school. Or school in general. But he still tried to get the best grades in the class. He wouldn't like to disgrace the Uchiha name. Plus, he liked being superior.

Sasuke Uchiha, number one in every class.

He had many rivals, but none that were better than him (plus many fan girls that really liked to get on his nerves).

He graduated high school with flying colors and got into USC with a scholarship.

Other than being good in school, he did have a somewhat regular sized amount of friends. Naruto was considered his closest friend, and then there was Shikamaru, Neji and Kiba.

His parents had moved to LA after he had finished elementary. He didn't really know anyone there, or well; get to know anyone there. And even if he did, he probably already forgot because maybe he thought it wasn't important.

To be honest, girls have been fan girling over him ever since he could remember.

In elementary school every girl there would blush if he walked by, looked at them, said their name, or even offended them. Girls are stupid. He thought. Though, only 1 out of the trillion girls that had ever liked him asked him out.

Sakura Haruno. She had short pink hair at the time, and she had tied a handkerchief in her hair to make a large bow that would be on the top of her head. He remembered the big emerald green eyes, always looking at him. She was pretty shy, and didn't really talk as much as many of the other girls in the class. In fact, she kinda acts like Hinata.

Hinata was one of the many people he had found interesting. Her eyes were white, not really white, but a very faint purple. Very, very faint purple eyes. She had black hair that in the light was a dark purple. Sasuke always wondered if her hair was naturally like that, or if she dyed her hair like that. Surprisingly, Hinata didn't like Sasuke. Instead, she found his friend Naruto cute.

Sasuke had been snapped out of his trance by a flight attendant asking him to put on his seat belt because they were 10 minutes till landing.

He grabbed his seat belt and connected them together, hearing the sharp 'click' of it. He turned to his right and looked out his window: it was dark—somewhere close to midnight, there were loads of lights and he could see the tiny cars driving by on slim roads.

He sighed, looking away from his airplane window. He felt the plane slowly working it's way down to the runway, after a few minutes of bobbing up and down slightly, the plane finally hit the runway, causing the whole aircraft jump slightly.

He pulled his iPhone out of his pocket, holding the metallic object he went to settings and turned off airplane mode, which he had turned on as he was boarding the plane. Sasuke then unbuckled his seat belt and stood up, crouching slightly as he moved his way to the center isle.

He didn't bring anything with him on board the aircraft because he thought that it would be completely useless. He knew it would only be a 52-minute flight and bringing things on board would be unnecessary, plus it was extra weight he didn't need.

He glanced behind him to find many people pulling their bags or their children's tiny suitcases out. He never really had one of those times as a kid where his family would go on plane trips, or on family vacations.

Well, maybe a few times in his childhood the Uchiha family, which consisted of him, his brother Itachi, his mother and his father would go on family trips. This happened rarely, and when they did go on trips it was different then just being tiny Dora suitcases or Diego ones. Plus, his father thought it was silly to have a childish suitcase and didn't really give him one.

His family was always known wherever they went. There was never a time when his family went on an outing or a vacation without someone pointing out that they were in fact the Uchiha's. His family were—ARE billionaires. Anything Sasuke ever wanted, it was given to him. He never complained about anything he didn't like because he never got anything he didn't like. If anything, in some words, you could say he was a spoiled brat.

But after all the years of being recognized as an "Uchiha" he didn't even care.

He stepped forward, walking to exit the plane. He was wearing tan khaki shorts and a somewhat tight shirt. As he was walking off the plane he could see the flight attendant, who looked as if in her mid-20s, looking at him.

"I hope you enjoyed your flight, sir." She said politely and smiled sweetly. Her too bright of a red lipstick was a little hideous in his opinion of course.

"Hn." He responded as he stepped off the plane and onto the tunnel-like cave that led into the airport.

As he entered the actual airport, he headed off to the baggage claim where he would pick up his suitcase.

After turning and looking at unfamiliar signs around the airport, he had finally made it to the baggage claim. Waiting for a minute the carousel started to spin and the luggage's started sliding onto the never-ending spinning circle of metal.

Watching as many colorful bags had slid down onto the carousel, he found his ordinary black luggage and picked it up with ease off the carousel and put into onto it's wheels and started to drag it with him outside to call a taxi.

As he was walking to the exit, on the corner of his eye he saw a slender female walking to the right away from him. Her hair was bubblegum pink and had reached all the way down her back. Behind her, she was also dragging a suitcase that was also bright pink (and not to mention also noticeable). Sakura…?

Shifting his eyes back in front of him, he walked outside of the automatic sliding doors; he followed the signs to the taxi stop wondering if the girl he had seen was really his elementary pier.

Note: Surprisingly I thought that this story would only be a one shot…but I just kept writing. And to be honest this was just an idea I had just come up with. But I'm guessing it will be more than just a one shot. I also thought this would make a REALLY good two shot…but as you can see, it's probably going to be another one of my stories. Please review to tell me what you think. Good? Bad? Anything I should change/advice for future chapters? And also: Thank you for reading…for everyone who puts up with my stories.