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Sasuke Uchiha was not the kind of guy someone would see at a bus station, especially in a filthy one. But life has always been unexpected, hasn't it? So, there he was, looking around him nervously in a filthy bus station in the middle of the night.

Shit, he thought and stared angrily at his dead-battery phone. A week before, he had thought nothing was worse than having to wait until your Porsche is repaired. But now he just knew he had been wrong.

The situation he was in right now was much worse. After a night out with his friends, he was now forced to use the bus, since his phone was dead and he couldn't even call someone to get him.

Sasuke ran his hand through his pitch black hair and sighed, stretching his body on the chair he had been sitting at. His leg was moving nervously. This must have been the filthiest bus station in the history of buses. Its sides were dirty with old ripped posters on them, while there were four fluorescent lamps above him, one of them was burned, the other two were flickering and the last one was the only one which seemed to be barely fine.

He rubbed his eyes with his fingers. "Where the fuck is the bus?" he whispered at himself and sighed again. A small breeze ruffled his hair and a strange feeling started raising inside of Sasuke.

The whole situation was damn creepy.

No, it was not that he was afraid or something, he was Sasuke Uchiha after all. But he had a feeling that something was not right, that something would happen. This bus must better hurry or I'm gonna kick the driver's ass…, he thought and closed his eyes.

BOOM!

Sasuke jumped from his seat and felt his heart beating fast, after hearing a loud noise coming from really close to him. His onyx eyes trailed around him trying to find the source of the noise. He heard something moving from the area next to the bus station.

Sasuke started walking slowly towards the area. The closest place with people was the convenience store which was about twenty meters away, and it was visible from the station.

"What the fuck-" he heard a soft whispering voice and he reached the place only to find several garbage bins together. He made a face as the smell was really bad. His eyes trailed on the sight and noticed a garbage bin which was on the ground, causing all the rubbish from it now laying on the ground in front of him. So that was the noise…, he thought and looked around to find the person who did this, but he saw no one.

The boy was about to turn around to leave when-

"Gosh…this is fucked up.." It was the same voice from before. Sasuke looked around the bins and noticed a bun of pink hair behind the fallen bin. He moved closer and saw a girl around his age lying on the ground, trying to stand up.

A part of Sasuke was telling him to help her, while an other one was telling him to go away and move to the bus station, or better to the convenience store. He had heard a few stories about homeless people that were hurt or injured, and once someone was helping them, some other people would show up and beat the hell out of them just to take their money. Sasuke was strong, and he could defend himself, but he couldn't risk it, especially when he didn't know who his opponents were.

The boy saw a light coming to the bus station from the street and realized it was the bus, making Sasuke let a breath in relief. He started walking to the edge of the pavement when he heard the sound of someone throwing up behind him. He clenched his fists and rubbed the back of his head. As much as he thought it was a bad idea, he felt like he had to help the girl.

He made his way to the girl who was now standing over a yellow-green liquid. Her arms were trembling and her hair were falling on her face. Sasuke's nose cringed at the smell of the vomit, but he moved his face and touched her arm.

" Hey are you okay?" he asked her and the girl turned around and looked at him.

Sasuke felt like the world had stopped moving. Those eyes…big emerald enchanting eyes, the most beautiful eyes Sasuke had ever seen.

The boy shook his head and stared at the girl. "I-" she started but instead of continuing, her head fell down and he heard a loud Bluuurp before realizing she had just vomited again.

And this time on his brand new shoes.

Footsteps. She was hearing footsteps.

Where am I?

Her body was pressed against something warm. A body. Someone was holding her on his arms.

Someone was talking. She tried to understand what the person was saying. "I need…no here!...help…ill…" It was like she was trying to figure out what someone was saying when the signal was low, she was just catching up random words and not the point.

What happened?

She felt sweet dizziness rising inside her, and a new wave of unconsciousness started hitting her again slowly. The girl pressed her head on the warm body and she felt herself falling into darkness again.

Sakura Haruno was not the kind of girl someone would see sleeping on an expensive bed with really soft mattress. But there she was, lost in her dreamland, while the sunlight was snickering through the window.

Sakura's eyelids slowly moved as she started waking up. She groaned and stretched her arms lazily, before suddenly stopping. Her eyes shot open.

Where the hell am I?, she thought and panic started rising inside her. She sat back on the bed and looked around with big eyes. This was a room she had never been before.

Sakura started taking notes mentally. Big room. Expensive furniture. A wide TV on the wall. A computer on the desk. Weights near the bed.

Wait…is this a boy's room? Her mind raced. She was sure none of the boys she knew had such a room. Her hands grabbed the blanket and she moved it over her face.

What if I was…kidnapped? Sakura cringed at the thought, but rational thoughts like "But if I was kidnapped, I wouldn't be in a room with a computer" and "I could easily throw a weight to the kidnapper" pushed away the kidnapping thought.

Sakura took a breath and slowly put her feet on the floor, only to realize that moment that she wasn't wearing her clothes, but a T-shirt about three sizes bigger than hers. A boy's T-shirt. Her eyes widened again as she realized also that under the T-shirt she was only wearing her underwear.

What. The. Hell. Happened. Last. Night? No, she was sure she hadn't done anything with anyone, she was sure about it. And she didn't feel soar or anything, like Temari had once told her she would feel if she had done anything.

The moment she was about to take a step, she heard water running from the door next to the desk. Meaning someone was taking a shower.

Which meant she wasn't alone here. Sakura gulped and stood up trying to figure out what was going on. She took up one of the weights and gulped as she moved herself to the door from where the water sound was coming.

Sakura took a big breath. She had to stay calm. Whoever was it there had taken to his house or anything, without her will, so one way or another he was a freaking kidnapper. Probably a psycho one.

Her hand touched the door handle and she pushed it down, hearing the door make a small click which was covered by the water sound that was filling the room. The girl gulped. Sakura calm down, she told herself and her grip tightened on the weight. Whoever brought you here is in there and he can't have a knife or gun or anything in the shower.

Sakura moved slowly to the shower and her hand touched the shower curtain.

It's now or never.

With a fast move, the curtain was pushed aside.

"WHAT THE FUCK-?" the person in the shower shouted and turned around.

Apple green eyes crashed on coal black ones.

In front of her, was the hottest guy she had ever seen and she was a hundred percent sure about it. Although she refused herself to look at the lower part of his body, she caught sight of his abs with the tip of her eye, feeling her face slowly turning red.

Then reality hit her and she shook her head, raising the weight she was holding at the hot guy in front of her, who had grabbed the curtain, covering the lower part of his body.

"Who the hell are you and why am I here?" she shouted at him and tried her best to stare at him with her angry look. The guy was looking at her like she was a chicken.

He ran his hand through his wet hair. "Let me get out of the shower first…will you?"

The weight in her hand was still pointing at him. "What if you try anything to harm me?"

The guy narrowed his eyes in confusion. "Why would I do that?"

"Because you fucking kidnapped me that's why!" she blurted out before even thinking. Shit.

If he had been looking at her like a chicken before, he was now looking at her like a dancing chicken wearing a Spongebob shirt. "What?"

"Where the hell am I? Why am I here? And for good's sake, who the hell are you?" she screamed and the guy rubbed his eyes like he was mentally facepalming himself.

"Tch. You are annoying."

Sakura was about to start yelling at him when he raised his hand in front of her face to make her stop. "Two minutes. Give me two minutes and I'll explain everything." The girl crossed her arms. I guess I have no other choice, she thought.

"That means get out of the bathroom" his irritated voice snapped in her thoughts.

Sakura's legs were moving nervously on the floor. A part of her was telling her to calm down and wait for the hottie to get out of the bathroom and explain the situation to her, while an other part of her was telling her to get the hell out of there.

She turned around and saw a door on the other side of the room. Her mind raced and when she was about to stand up and see if it was locked or not, the bathroom door opened. Sakura felt again the blush appearing on her face. The guy had a towel wrapped around his hips, showing his perfect well built body. His pitch black chicken butt like hair that seemed to be defying gravity, were slightly dripping.

He is a freaking psycho, she kept telling to herself in order to calm down and put on her usual 'I-don't-really-care' façade. Sakura crossed her arms on her chest. "Soooo?" she asked him.

The guy sighed. "I didn't kidnap you."

Sakura raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Then why am I here?"

He sighed again and itched the back of his head while looking away. "Last night I saw you vomiting behind some bins. Then you fainted." He made eye contact with her. "You looked ill."

Sakura's eyes flashed and she narrowed her eyes trying to think of last night. Had she really vomited? Her eyes widened as the memories of the night before started hitting her slowly.

"Oh my.." She put her head in her hands and rubbed her eyes. Truth was she didn't feel ill at all. Gosh..it must have been that pizza I ate..and that remaining beer in the bottle next to it...

She mentally slapped herself. Temari had been forever telling her to be careful, and even if she was really hungry, she should been checking the things she was picking up. The girl sighed. It seemed like her life was a kind of living hell. But she had chosen it.

Sakura felt her eyes watering, but she immediately kept her tears back. She shouldn't start crying, not now.

She slowly lifted her head. "If you say the truth then…thank you..I guess…" The guy raised an eyebrow, but then his face became emotionless.

"Hn" he just said and walked to his closet. Sakura stoop up suddenly as a thought came in her mind making her blush like crazy.

"What about my clothes?" she shouted and pointed at the T-shirt she was wearing. He turned around and looked at her.

"There was vomit all over them" he simply said "They were dirty. I threw them away."

Sakura's jaw fell. "You did what?" she screamed and moved to his direction. "Are you crazy?" she screamed and pushed his chest with force.

His eyes seemed to be filled with confusion and annoyance. "What the hell are you talking about? What's the big deal?"

"What's the big deal? What's the big deal? Now I have to find other clothes, do you even know how hard this is sometimes?" she screamed into his face.

The guy blinked. She felt hopeless, she could easily tell by the sight of his room that he was living a pretty good life.

He couldn't possibly understand her.

The guy rolled his eyes. "Were these the only clothes you had?"

Sakura looked down. "The truth is that…no. I have a T-shirt and another pair of jeans."

She heard him sigh above her. "Hn. You can just borrow some of my mother's old ones."

She lifted her hair immediately and her face brightened. "Really..?"

"Aa" he just said and looked away. And that was the moment Sakura realized how closed to him she was. She could smell the scent of his body after the shower, making her cheeks flash.

She jumped back and tried to control herself again. Ugh, this guy was such a problem.

"Thanks" she said again. "I just can't help but wonder…why are you doing this for me? You don't even know me." She had always been the type of person that could easily read some people. And the guy in front of her was not the guy that could be easily read, but she could easily see he was not the Good Samaritan that would help the poor and the hurt.

No. He was definitely not this kind of guy.

"I don't know" she heard him saying. She looked at him trying to understand him, but he seemed unreadable. The girl sighed.

"Okay" she said "By the way..I'm Sakura. Sakura Haruno."

He looked at her. "Uchiha Sasuke."

WHAAAA UCHIHA?, she screamed inside her head. That means..his parents own that big company..

He was way wealthier that she first thought he was.

"Nice to meet you.." she murmured and rubbed the back of her neck nervously.

"Hn"

Sakura looked around her. "Could you please give me some of your mother's clothes then..?"

He glared at her. "You are leaving?"

Sakura lifted her shoulders. "Well, yeah."

"Why?"

The question kind of surprised her and she stared into his eyes. "Because I don't live here?"

Sasuke seemed to be troubling to find the words to say, something that Sakura found quite amusing. "You are not okay" he finally said and grabbed a T-shirt from his closet and put it on.

"What are you talking about? I feel fine"

Sasuke sighed. "You should eat."

The girl couldn't say no to that. Not when she was feeling like it would be the only opportunity she would eat real food. Don't get me wrong, Sakura's life was not easy, but her unbreakable pride was taking over her decisions really fast.

She bit her bottom lip. She swallowed her pride for this time and closed her eyes. "..Okay."

Suddenly, she felt a soft material thrown on her face. "Eh?" she exclaimed and put her hands on her face to take it off.

"Don't" she heard Sasuke saying to her making her stop her movements. "I'm changing."

EHHHHHH?, she screamed inside her head and tried to put the soft material closer to her eyes. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU PERVERT?" she yelled through the material that seemed like a T-shirt after all.

Sasuke didn't answer and after a few minutes – that seemed like an eternity to Sakura – he pulled the T-shirt off her face making her gasp in surprise. He was now wearing grey sweatpants and the black T-shirt from before.

"Hn. Let's go." He only said rolling his eyes and turning around heading at the door.

"Hn. Let's go. Bleh bleh bleh" Sakura mimicked him walking behind him. She couldn't understand this guy at all! First he saves her. Then, he acts all cold and weird.

Bipolar hot weirdo…, she thought and stared as he turned around to face her.

"Mock me again and you will regret it" he simply said with a low dangerous voice.

Sakura's mouth gaped open and she was about to say something but a thought made her close it. I am hungry…, she thought and rubbed her stomach. What's wrong with me? This guy has been grateful enough to give me food and I act like a spoiled brat..Sakura slapped her forehead.

"Sorry…" she whispered looking away.

"Hn."

Sasuke opened the door of his room with Sakura following him. Her cheeks were red due to embarrassment from her behavior towards him. But still…there was something that was irritating her on this guy, something that triggered her worst behavior.

She clenched her fists, but stopped as soon as they got out of the room and her eyes trailed around the corridor as they were walking along. There were multiple photo frames on the walls, many of them including mostly a younger version of Sasuke, something she found quite amusing.

They walked down the stairs at the end of the corridor finally reaching the living room of the house, while Sakura was looking around like a kid in a zoo; her eyes were widened and her mouth was slightly opened.

Wow this bastard has such an awesome house, she thought and her fingers touched the couch's soft material.

It was like she had stepped in a house like those they were showing in magazines. A whole new life, exactly opposite of her own life. Times like those, she just wanted to find out who was in charge of justice in this world.

"Follow me" Sasuke's voice snapped her out of her thoughts and Sakura moved behind him into a room that seemed like a kitchen. She felt something tickling her nose and her stomach growled loudly, making even Sasuke turned around.

Food.

I actually came up really randomly with this story :P Hope u like it :D Review pleasee :)