A/N: This story is based on Higuchi Tachibana's 'M to N no Shouzou'. No, I'm not going to copy every single line and move the characters make in the manga. I am only posting this so that all of you can read it and that I can fangirl somebody… anybody! It's been months (or years?) since the last scanlation, and I am very, very desperate right now. Is it because few people read it? Is it because it isn't popular? Oh man, I think I'm gonna explode any minute now. Excuse me for my rambling. I'm sorry if I'm annoying. You can point it out to my face if you want to. But on one condition: No flames. I don't like them, not because they drag my mood down immensely, but because that isn't the way one should approach doing. It's like craving for attention or needing an outlet for rage or something. Anyway, it isn't an appropriate way to voice out opinions. So, I would much rather appreciate constructive criticisms instead of flames.

Warning: There might be some grammatical errors. I doubt that there are any spelling mistakes since I have spell check here. Anyway, this is also unbeta-ed. I don't use English very often, soo… that's why I'm telling you to not expect too much.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I'm not Masashi Kishimoto, since I'm a girl and all… Oh, and I don't own M to N no Shouzou, either. I'm not Higuchi Tachibana, but man, how I wish I am her.

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Psychological Love

Love Fool Forever

The First Chapter: About Sakura

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"In this world, no matter who it is, there will always be one or two secrets that you cannot tell anybody. Always…"

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"So, today's your first day of high school," Haruno Sasaki said, sipping her tea as she scrutinized her daughter from head to toe. "You can't be too careless this time, okay?"

Haruno Sakura, a girl with long pink hair that curled itself at the ends, nodded at her mother, her jade-green eyes uneasy. "Yes, okaa-san."

Sasaki set down her cup. "So, I presume that it is very clear to you that you cannot be like you were before?"

Sakura nodded again, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. "Yes."

Her mother continued on, casting a sharp look on her daughter for good measure. "Your every action reflects on our family. Do not bring shame upon our name." Her expression softened just a little bit. "Because okaa-san has always believed in you…"

"Yes, okaa-san. I promise I won't."

"Good." Haruno Sasaki sipped her tea again, seemingly content with her daughter's answer.

Sakura glanced at her father, who was calmly reading his newspaper as if he were the only one inside the room. She stood up slowly. "I'll be going to school now…"

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Sakura stepped closer to the bulletin board, scanning the paper for her name. At the same time, a boy with raven-black hair and big wire-rimmed glasses stepped beside her, also looking at the list of students.

The list was randomized, like the typist didn't bother to arrange them in alphabetical order. It was also arranged vertically, paying no heed whether the student is a boy or a girl.

14. Hirose Hikaru, section three

15. Haruno Sakura, section one

16. Uchiha Sasuke, section one

17. Nozomi Ryuu, section four

And as fate had it, their names were beside each other. But unfortunately, for Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Sasuke, currently two strangers peering at the list, didn't pay any attention to their surroundings. Inside their mind, they had one thought, and one thought only.

This time, I will never reveal my true self.

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"Hello, everyone. My name is Haruno Sakura. I love reading and studying. I don't like… um, disturbances. My goal is to become the student council president of this school." She glanced shyly at the class before lowering her head. "I hope we can all get along."

"Thank you for introducing yourself to us, Haruno-san," their teacher, a man with spiky silver hair, said in a monotonous tone of voice. "Next is…" He peered at the class, scanning their faces one by one. "You there." He was looking at Sasuke.

Sakura quietly slid into her seat, feeling a bit nervous. Can she pull it off this time? Will she be able to finish the school year without anyone knowing about her secret? Can she—

She snapped out of her thoughts when the tall boy with big wire-rimmed glasses spoke in front of the class.

"My name is Uchiha Sasuke," he drawled. "There aren't many things that I like, and there are many things that I dislike. My goal is to live quietly through this school year." He then walked off towards his seat, not bothering to give a conclusion.

Is that even a goal? Hatake Kakashi thought, raising a silver eyebrow.

Then his ears perked up at the conversations his students were having.

"What a geek. How did he even get to be in this section?"

"Maybe he's really smart."

"Tch. Good thing there's a beautiful girl here in the class."

"Oh, yeah! What was her name again?"

"Haruno Sakura, you dork! You weren't listening to her introduction?"

"Well, I guess I was mesmerized by her looks…"

Kakashi stared at the two students who held the class' attention. Sakura was bending her head low on her desk, trying not to gain any unnecessary attention while Sasuke was at the back of the room, watching out the window with a faraway look on his face.

Well, this is interesting.

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When the bell rang, signaling free period, Sakura stood up from her desk and hastily went out of the room in order to avoid getting questioned from anyone. She ran a hand through her long pink hair, which was flowing loosely down to her upper arm. All right, Sakura, she thought to herself. You survived this period without any problems. Okay, so you've overheard their conversations about you. So what? It's not like they've already found out about yo—

Before she could finish her thoughts, she accidentally crashed against someone's back. She scolded herself for walking fast in the hallways without looking. I'm so nervous… No! Nothing's going to happen!

Suddenly, one second after she bumped into the person, she heard something fall down on the floor. Startled, her jade-green eyes flickered over to the object. It was a pair of big, wire-rimmed glasses.

Before she could stop herself, her gaze inadvertently focused on the person she bumped into. It was Uchiha Sasuke, the one their classmates were calling a geek.

Only… his face…

Sakura's jaw almost dropped open. He was handsome. His onyx eyes became considerably alluring, his features became sharp and refined, his skin was fair and clear, and his hair looked really suitable on him.

Sasuke looked surprised for a fraction of a second, then his stoic expression came back to his face. Very, very calmly, he bended towards the floor, picked up his glasses, put it back on his face, and walked off, leaving Sakura in a state of shock.

Was that really Uchiha Sasuke?

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Sakura clutched her book to her chest. Her cheeks felt hot, and she couldn't get her mind off Uchiha Sasuke's gorgeous face earlier. It was like seeing an ugly frog transform into a prince (not that he was really ugly when he wore his glasses… well, you get the idea).

A group of girls passed her by, and she overheard of their conversation.

"When I was in the infirmary room, I saw that Uchiha-san's eyesight was really good!"

"Eh? Really? Then why is he wearing those glasses?"

"I saw him take them off! He was absolutely gorgeous!"

Sakura stiffened. So it wasn't only her who had witnessed the scene earlier. She bowed her head, trying to make sense of the writings on the pages of the book she was reading. Somehow, she suddenly couldn't concentrate.

"I feel like Haruno-san's a loner…" she heard one of her boy classmates say when they thought she was out of earshot.

"Dude, it's only the first day of high school."

"Yeah, I know, but…"

Sakura tuned out of their conversation, forcing herself to stay calm. No can find out about it, okay? It's impossible for them to find out… It's impossible…

Her thoughts drifted to Sasuke. A person like him is actually in the same class as me… I can't believe it… Her fangirl side kicked in. Shannaro! Let's introduce ourselves to him!

Sakura thought about it for a moment, then shook her head. No! He might think I'm weird! He might think I'm a stalker of his!

Suddenly, an image of her mother appeared inside her mind. Sakura! she scolded. Don't be careless!

Sakura was torn. No… I need to focus on my studies first and impress okaa-san… Boys should be the least of my problems now…

And with a sigh, she dragged her legs towards her classroom.

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I had ruthlessly made an oath to myself… to never get close to anyone ever again…

"Ne, Sasuke-kun," a girl said, approaching him. "Why do you wear glasses when you have 20/20 vision?"

"Isn't wearing glasses bad for your eyes?"

"And you'd constantly feel dizzy…"

Sasuke swept past them towards his seat, ignoring their cries of protest. Why do girls have to be so annoying…

Sakura, sitting in her desk, stared longingly at Sasuke. I want to talk to him, too… she thought. But I can't…

But I also really want to approach him…

Suddenly her legs had a mind of its own. She started to walk towards the man of her dreams. But before she could, she tripped on a forgotten pencil, thus causing her to land painfully on the floor, flat on her face. She felt a sickeningly sweet sensation overwhelm her, and she tried very hard to hold it in. No! Not now! Oh please, Kami-sama, not now…

She didn't notice that the room went silent after her fall, and that everyone was suddenly looking at her with different expressions on each of their faces.

She lifted her head using the remains of her strength and will. She avoided looking at anyone and concentrated on getting back on her feet.

It was then that she noticed the blood on her knee.

She stared at it, horrified. The desire inside her was slowly starting to explode any minute now—

"…Are you okay?" a low, husky voice said. Sakura, sweating profusely from using all of her willpower in order not to lose control, turned her head towards the source.

It was Uchiha Sasuke. He was reaching towards her, seemingly intent on helping her.

But unfortunately, Sakura snapped.

"Don't touch me!" she said, her whole body trembling from fear. "P-Please don't…" And with that, she stood up from the floor and hastily went out of the room.

Sasuke, his hand still in the same position when he reached for her face, stared at the doorway with a somewhat incredulous expression on his face.

Meanwhile, Sakura was panting heavily, dropping to the floor. They had almost found out her secret. That was dangerous. Very, very dangerous.

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W-What should I do…?

Sakura walked towards her classroom, head low. She had gone to the infirmary and let her knee get bandaged up by the kind nurse, who soothingly assured her that it would heal in a few days, a week at most. Sakura could still feel the desire burn inside her, but, using what was left of her strength and willpower, she held it in and instead focused on important matters at hand.

She was ashamed of herself. Sasuke was only trying to help, yet she rebuffed him in a manner that would make even her angry, or better yet, furious. She racked her brain for ideas regarding how she should apologize to him when suddenly she had already gone inside her classroom and sat on her desk. She could feel their stares boring on her back, and she tried hard not to let herself get affected by it. Besides, all was well. Nobody knew her secret… yet.

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When the bell rang, signaling lunch period, Sasuke escaped the room on time, freeing himself from his annoying fangirls. He searched for a quiet place to eat his bento.

Ah, maybe this place is it. He opened the door to an empty, seemingly unused classroom and sat down on the marbled floor. He was about to open his bento when he heard a sound coming from behind. He turned his head to the source.

Onyx met jade.

His eyes widened for a fraction of a second, then he turned his head back to his bento. And I thought that no one's here…

Oh my gosh… It's Sasuke-kun… Sakura thought, beads of sweat trickling down her face.

Silence filled the room.

Then Sakura spoke. "…A-About yesterday…" she stammered. "I'm really sorry about that…"

"…No big deal," Sasuke said flatly. "Just forget about it."

Silence filled the room… again.

"Ah, I should go now," she said, standing up.

Sasuke looked at her. "Didn't you just come here?"

"…I think that my being here would upset your mood, so I'd better leave you alone…"

She hit the nail on the head. "It's…" He was about to say that it was okay, but thought better of it. "But you came here first."

She forced a smile on her face. "N-No! I don't want to i—"

Not looking where she was going, she tripped on his leg and started to fall towards him. Their eyes widened.

The next thing that happened was a moment that Sasuke didn't want to remember again.

In panic, he moved away in haste, thus causing her to hit her face on the table where he was leaning on a while ago. Sasuke stared at the scene for a moment, then immediately took her head away from the table. His eyes widened into the size of teacups as he saw blood begin to trickle down her face.

Her head was bleeding.

"I-I…" He couldn't say 'sorry'. He never said the word ever since he was eight. Instead, he said, "Are you okay?"

Which was dumb, because she was obviously not okay.

"Let me take you to the infirmary—"

Her eyes opened slowly, and the next thing he knew, she was gripping his shoulders tight. A slow smile began to form on her face as she stared at him in admiration.

"You're… so… cool…!" she said, a red shade coloring her cheeks.

Sasuke froze. "W-What…?"

"Please… use the table… and hit me again."

Sasuke's jaw almost dropped. "O-Oi…" he said uneasily, starting to back away from her. "What's happening to you?"

"Use your leg… to kick me."

"What?!"

"Punish me… Step on me beneath your feet…" She was moving closer to him, her face clearly that of admiration.

What… What the heck is going on here? Sasuke thought, moving away from her. This person…

"Trample me…"

"What's going on with you? Snap out of it!" Sasuke said, thinking of a way to get her back to normal and to get her to the infirmary before she suffered from severe blood loss.

"Please… do whatever you want… with me!" She suddenly pounced on him, and before he knew it, he moved away to the other side and she hit her head on a table nearby again.

Sasuke was sweating profusely as he saw her fall to the floor, seemingly unconscious. What if she had a concussion? Would he be blamed for it?

"Just now…" he said to himself in disbelief. "…what the heck was that?!" He stared at the bleeding girl once more before he started to carry her in his arms. "…What's wrong with her?"

He opened the door and went out of the room, running towards the infirmary.

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To be continued…

Psychological Love/ First Chapter End

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A/N: Well? Did you like it? Did you not like it? Was it stupid? Corny? Cliché? Share your thoughts in a review. If I get at least ten reviews, I'll continue. Why? Because I think that most people wouldn't appreciate this fic of mine. Why again, you ask? Because it's a little… cliché, right? Or am I wrong? Oops. Well, I guess that's all I want to say. If you want some info about M to N no Shouzou, PM me. I really want to fangirl somebody about this manga. Also, an additional reason to maybe why this manga isn't popular is because it can't be found in mangareader, but it can be found in mangafox. Not that I don't like mangafox or anything, but I think mangareader is a little popular than mangafox. This is only my opinion, though. Anyway, toodles! I need to learn Japanese so that I can join the scanlation group and publish the next chapter of M to N no Shouzou as soon as possible! Whew. Now, if only I have photographic memory…