Just a story with little to no plot that focus on their love relationship. Don't bother reading if you're the type that easily gets bored. On a brighter note, I'm procrastinating again fun =)
The things that are considered valuable depend on their price. The things are considered acceptable vary from one person to the next. However, no matter where you are or what you are, it will always remain true that the majority rule. Our world contains many things, the most puzzling of which is the human race. Humans are gifted with intellect greater than most other life forms, yet so destructive and unsightly in comparison. The societies formed by these individuals act as unnoticeable prisons, moulding the mind through a life time of restricted education and censorship. For something that is so intangible, so complex and so full of possibilities, as the personality of a human being, it is truly remarkable how the unspoken rules of society has managed to chain every single one of them to a set of conformed ideals.
The traits in your peers that you find acceptable are decided not by you, but by what society tells you. Depressing enough, this is especially true in the system of courtship. Most speak of the complex and sacred ritual in which two people fall in love despite what not, yet who is to say what defines love. The underlying reason for humans to fall in love is simply desire. The desire to possess, to be protected, to be flattered, to be envied, to show the world that you are favoured by luck and fortune. The brutal social competition can make one delusionally attached to the idea and expectation that one has to find love in a socially acceptable world.
The driving force behind choice is quite simply peer pressure. Popular demand for the genetically blessed, have turn them into some overrated object for attention. May it be intelligence, beauty, ego [face it, what's a man without ego?], or strength; Sasuke, the unfortunately fortunate being, has it all. Being constantly eyed by females is irritating, it's as though he's somehow turned into a completely different species instead of being a different gender. Of course, being the proud egoist, he viewed it as no fault of his own, but as the stupidity of the females. It's not hard to see that he had a particular unfavourable view concerning opposite sex. Whilst being a true believer in his philosophy, he had the unwanted pleasure of being acquainted with a girl and a failure of a man.
Sakura was a girl, which automatically meant she is a nuisance. She is truly annoying creature in every aspect, especially her devotion to him. The more love she pushed on him, the more he irritation he felt. A woman so shallow as to fall in love with his face can't possibly understand him, and a person that doesn't understand him can't hope to please him in any way. What in 'I've got better things to do than to play boyfriend with you' doesn't she understand.
Naruto was as unsophisticated as they can get. Loud, stupid and impartial to other people's annoyance, what practical joke was god playing to make him a part of his life. No fashion sense, complete lack of manners and worst of all, he dared to kiss him. To sum it up, Naruto meant trouble.
Sasuke sighed and tried to clear his mind. The troubles of domestic life are eroding his mentality. There is only one thing he should be thinking about and that is how to kill his beloved brother, Itachi. The image of that night is still sharply imprinted in his memory. No amount of reasoning can ever make him forget his revenge.
The course of his thoughts has given enough time for his feet to take him to his favourite training spot. A small grassy plane surrounded by dense trees other wonders of nature, it's the perfect place to hide from the rest of the world. The nostalgic scenery calmed his better than any medication. Here Sasuke can do things that he would never do where people are present. He stretched his hands as high as they can go and allowed a faint smiled at the birds chirping at 5 meters to 4 o'clock.
With flawless accuracy and agility, the premade ambush turned into a startling display of flying kunai. Through years of hard work, Sasuke was far more powerful than his peers. There are no controversies concerning the fact that he was a genius, a true son of the elite Uchiha clan.
"Found you, Sasuke kun!" The shocking sound of a girlish voice disturbed all concentration and an unforgiving kunai marked its existence into the skin of Sasuke's left arm. The appearance of a thin line of crimson caused the next round of high pitched screaming followed by the sound of running footsteps.
"Sasuke kun! Are you okay? Here let me help you." Sakura was horrified at what she had caused. In her panic, she grabbed sasuke's arm and attempted to tie a strip of cloth from the hem of her dress on the wound, only for him to snatch his arm away.
"I'm fine, don't touch me." With the charm of a drunk, Sasuke turned his back on the shocked girl and walked in the direction of the village.
Sakura watched as Sasuke walked away, clutching his bloody arm. Sadness welled up inside her as she realised he had no intention of walking with her, nor asking why she had spent hours trying to find him. But she was determined to stay positive in front of her crush, after all there's no use in being depressed. She took a deep breath and pasted a smile on her face before running after the love of her life.
Away from the couple within the lively Konoha village, Naruto is found to be busy eating cup ramen in his small and trash filled apartment. As he was slurping up the noddles, someone knocked with urgent ferocity on his door. Sakura's tear filled screams made Naruto abandon his favourite food and rushed to welcome her in.
"What… what's wrong Sakura chan." Naruto fidgeted nervously, unable to decide whether he should touch her or not. When Sakura look up at him with her tear filled eyes, he felt the urge to flee from the scene. Lack of experience with female company had resulted in an information void. He didn't know what to do when they cried.
"He told me that…that…that he will never consider me for his girlfriend!" After that statement, Sakura simply cried more loudly for a few moments, pushed Naruto away and ran out the door, leaving him stoned on the floor.
The short time in which this whole dramatic episode happened had left his simple brain in a complete deadlock. After a few minutes, Naruto finally figured out who the "he" is. With that factor subbed into the equation, he finally understood what Sakura had said. Anger took the place of confusion and his hands balled into fists.
"Sasuke you bastard." The words were uttered with all his resentment. Naruto did not have the brain power to figure out peaceful solution, all he knew how to use was his fist which suited him just fine. There's no way he'll let Sakura get hurt and do nothing.
To be continued.
And to my DEAR FRIENDS I'm sure you can ignore minor spelling mistakes *glares* stop telling me I need beta, this aint something that i need to hand in. *hmph*
