Yes, I know some of you are like she just made an incomplete story why is making another one. Well, this is based off the book "Perfect Chemistry" by Simone Elkeles and it's summer for me right now and school isn't holding me down. I hope you enjoy! SasuSaku story!
Disclaimer: I do not own the story plot or the characters! I'm just putting it in my own words!
Perfect Chemistry
Chapter 1
~Sakura~
Everyone knows I'm perfect. I have the perfect life, clothes, and family. Although that's a complete lie, I have worked extremely hard to get to where I am now. The truth, if it were to come out would destroy my picture- perfect image. Standing in front of my bathroom mirror while music blares from my stereo, I wipe away the third crooked line I made with my eyeliner. Stupid hands won't stop shaking. Starting your senior year of high school without seeing your boyfriend for the whole summer, gets a girl nervous and the morning so far has been a disaster.
First, my curling iron sent up smoke signals and died then the button of my favorite blouse popped off and now my eyeliner won't go on strait. If I had any choice of going to school or not, I would stay home comfy in bed.
"Sakura, come down," I hear my mom yell from the foyer. My first instinct is to ignore her but that only gets me in a heap of trouble. So instead I yell a quick "I'll be there in a minute," While still trying to get the eyeliner on strait. After a few more minutes of trying I finally get it right and toss the eyeliner tube onto the bathroom counter. After I triple check myself in the mirror and turn off the stereo I hurry myself down the hallway.
My mom is standing at the bottom of the grand stairway, scanning my outfit. I unconsciously stand up straighter. I know, I know. I'm already eighteen and shouldn't care what my mom thinks, but you haven't lived in the Haruno household. My mom has anxiety and not the one that can be controlled by the little prescribed pills. And when my mom is stressed everyone in the household suffers. I think that's why my dad goes to work before she gets up in the morning, so he doesn't have to deal with her.
"Hate the pants, love the belt," Mom says, pointing her index finger at each item. "And the noise you call music was giving me a headache. Thank goodness it's off."
"Good morning to you too, mother," I say before walking down the stairs and giving her a peck on the cheek. The smell of my mom's perfume stings my noise as I get closer. She already looks a million bucks in her Ralph Lauren tennis dress. No one can point and criticize her outfit, that's for sure.
"I bought your favorite muffin for the first day of school," Mom says, while pulling out the bag with the muffin.
"No thanks," I say looking around for my sister. "Where's Shizune?"
"In the kitchen."
"Is her new caretaker here yet?"
"Her name is Baghda, and no. She's coming in an hour."
"Did you tell her wool irritates Shizune's skin? And that she pulls hair?" She always lets us know by her non-verbal quirks that she does not like the feeling of wool on skin. Pulling hair is her new thing, and has caused a few problems. Problems in my house are as bad as car wrecks so avoiding them is crucial.
"Yes. And yes. I gave your sister an earful this morning, Sakura. If she keeps acting up we'll find ourselves another caretaker."
I walk into the kitchen, done with listening about my mom complaining of her theories of why Shizune lashes out. When I reach there I find Shizune in her wheel-chair eating her specially made blended food. Even at the age of twenty my sister doesn't have the ability to chew and swallow. As usual the food is all over her chin, lips, and cheeks.
"Hey Shizune," I say, while wiping her face clean of the mess. "It's the first day of senior year. Wish me luck." Shizune holds out a shaky arm and gives me a lop-sided smile. The ones I love the most.
"You want to give me a hug?" I ask her, already knowing she does. The doctors tell us the more interaction Shizune gets the better off she will be. I quickly give her a hug.
"Sakura, you can't go to school like that."
"Like what?"
She shakes her head and sighs, "Look at your shirt."
I look and on my white Calvin Klein shirt holds a great big wet spot. Oops. Shizune drools. One look at my sister's face and you can tell she is saying. Shizune is sorry. Shizune didn't mean to mess up Sakura's outfit.
"It's no problem," I tell her, although in the back of my mind I know it screws up my "perfect" look. Frowning, my mom wets a paper towel and dabs my shirt. It makes me feel like a two-year-old.
"Go upstairs and change."
"Mom, it was just peaches," I say, treading carefully so this doesn't turn into a full blown yelling match. The last thing I need is my sister feeling bad.
"Peaches stain; you don't want people to think you don't care about your appearance."
"Fine." I wish my mom wouldn't bug me for once. I give my sister a quick kiss and then hop up the stairs to my room and pick out a blue scarf to cover up the stain.
"Love the scarf." Phew. As I pass her she shoves the muffin into my hand. I take the muffin and bite it while walking to my car. Its banana nut and it reminds me of myself-seemingly perfect on the outside but all mush in the middle.
~Sasuke~
"Wake up Sasuke."
I scowl and bury my head deeper into the pillows. Senior year, I should be proud I'll be the first Uchiha family member to graduate high school. But after graduation, real life will start. College is just a dream. Senior year for me is like a retirement party for a sixty-five year old. You know you can do more, but everyone expects you to quit. Before I can roll over, I get doused with a bucket of water.
"Get up," she orders, with her fiery attitude.
"Shit, Ma." I say, while getting up out of the bed. Ma in reply to what I said dips her hand into the water and flicks the liquid into my face.
"You have any more filthy words coming out of your mouth Sasuke?" She dips her hand back into the water as a warning.
"No, ma'am," I reply just like a soldier. Mom could be very mean when you get her angry but most of the time she's very kind.
After a quick shower, I walk into my bedroom with a towel around my waist. I glance at the bandana sitting at my bedpost. My gut tightens. To foreigners it's just a bandana, to the people in Konoha, it's a sign of being a part of the Akatsuki. The bandana is red and black and covered in clouds, the Akatsuki color and symbols. How I wish I wasn't a part of the gang, but it secures my mother's safety. I stop myself from thinking of it too hard and grab a black shirt from my dresser and pull on worn jeans. When I tie my bandana around my head I hear my mom's voice calling me.
"Sasuke, come eat your food before the food gets cold. Hurry up."
"I'm coming," I yell back. I'll never understand why food is such important part of her life. As I walk into the kitchen I open the refrigerator looking through its contents.
"Sit down, Sasuke."
As I turn mom is already shoving a plate of onigiri in front of my face. "Eat."
"Thanks mom," I say and I truly mean it, without my mom who knows how worse my life could have been.
"Remember to be good when you go to school it's your last year," She turns tears in her eyes. "Oh, I am so proud of my son." She says as she quickly gives me a hug.
"Now come on hurry up." She all too quickly picks up the plate onigiri she just put down for me.
"Bye mom." I say and quickly put on my black leather jacket, needing to get out of here. I give my mom a peck on the cheek. On the streets, men in the same colored bandanas as me flag the Akatsuki signal: right hand tapping twice on their left arm while their ring finger is bent. My veins fire up as I flag them back the same signal before straddling onto my motorcycle. They want a tough as nails gang member they got one, I put on a hell of a show to the outside world: I even surprise myself sometimes.
"Sasuke, wait up!" a familiar female voice yells.
Karin my neighbor and ex-girlfriend, runs up to me.
"Hn," I say in response.
"How about you give me a ride on your motorcycle to school?"
Her short black skirt shows off her extremely long legs and her tight black blouse shows off her upper chest. Once I would have down anything for her, but that was up until I found her cheating on me in the back of another gang member's car.
"Come on, Sasuke. I promise I won't bite… unless you want me to."
Karin is my Akatsuki homegirl. Whether we're a couple or not we have each other's backs. It's the code we live by. "Get on," I say.
Karin hops on to the back of my motorcycle and deliberately places her hands on my thighs while pressing against my backside. It doesn't have the affect she was probably hoping for. What does she think that I'll forgive her for the past? No way. My history defines who I am. I try to focus on starting my senior year, the here and now. It's damn difficult because unfortunately after graduation my future will most likely be as screwed up at my past.
~Sakura~
"My hair gets all frizzy in this car, Ino. Every time I put the top down, my hair looks like I've walked through a tornado," I say to my best friend as I drive on Vine Street toward Konoha high in my new silver convertible.
"Outward appearances mean everything." My parents taught me the motto that rules my life. It's the sole reason why I didn't comment about the BMW when my dad gave it to me two weeks ago for my birthday.
"We live half an hour away from the Windy City," say Ino, holding her hand out into the wind. "Come on you look like a Grecian goddess with your tasseled pink hair and green eyes. You're just nervous about seeing Sai again," said Ino.
My eyes drifted to the heart shaped picture of me and Sai taped to the dashboard. "A summer changes people."
"Distance makes the heart grow fonder," Ino throws back. "You're the captain of the pom squad and he's the captain of the football team. You two have to date or the solar system would go out of alignment."
Sai called a few times over the summer from where he was staying with his family and hanging out with his buddies. He just got back last night.
"I love your jeans," Ino says eyeing my faded Brazilian pair. "I'll be borrowing those before you know it." She says with a smile.
"My mom hates them. She says they look like I got them at some used clothes store," I explain with a sigh.
"Did you explain that there vintage?"
"Yeah, like she'd even listen. She was hardly paying attention when I asked her about the new caretaker."
No one understands what it's like in my house. Luckily, I have Ino. She might not understand, but she knows enough to listen and keep my house confidential. Besides Sai, Ino is the only one who's met my sister.
Ino flipped open the CD case. "What happened to the old one?"
"Shizune, pulled out her hair." I explained.
"Ouch."
I drive into the school parking lot with my mind focusing on my sister instead of the road. Bad mistake. My wheels screeched to a stop when I almost hit a guy and girl on a motorcycle. I thought it was an empty driver's space.
"Watch it, bitch," Karin, the girl on the back of the motorcycle says as she flips me the finger. She obviously missed the road rage lesson in Driver's Ed.
"Sorry," I yell loudly so I could be heard over the motorcycle. "It didn't look like anyone was in this spot." Then I realize whose motorcycle I almost hit. The driver turns around. Angry dark eyes glare at me. Red and black bandana. I sink into the driver's seat as low as I can.
"Oh, god. It's Sasuke Uchiha." I say wincing.
"Jesus, Sakura," Ino says, her voice low. "I'd like to live for graduation, now get out of here."
Sasuke is staring at me with devil eyes while putting on the kickstand. Is he going to confront me? I search for the reverse, frantically moving. Sasuke starts taking steps towards us and I can't get the car to go into reverse. "Hurry," Ino says
I finally got the car to move and I sped out of there in search of another parking spot. As if my day couldn't get any worse. Sasuke Uchiha and some others in the Akatsuki gang were hanging out right by the door.
"Walk right past them," Ino mutters. "Whatever you do, don't look into their eyes."
It's pretty hard to do that once Sasuke Uchiha steps right in front of me and blocks my path. What prayer should I say before I'm about to die?
"You suck at driving," he says with his "I am the man" stance. The guy might look like an Abercrombie model with his ripped body and flawless face, but his picture is probably going to end up being a mug shot.
The kids in the north side don't really mix with the kids from the south. It's not that we think we are better than them, we're just different. We've grown up in the same town but on totally different sides. We look, talk, and act different. Not that I'm saying one is good and one is bad, it's just the way it is in Konoha. And, to be honest most of the south side girls treat me the way Karin does.. they hate me because of who I am.
Or rather, who they think I am.
Sasuke's gaze slowly moves down my body and back up. It's not the first time a guy has checked me out, but never has a guy done it so blatantly and so close-up. I can feel my face getting hot.
"Next time watch where you're going," he says his voice cool and controlled. He's trying to bully me; he's a pro at it. Even though my stomach feels like it's on a rollercoaster I square my shoulders and sneer. "Thanks for the tip."
"If you ever need a real man to teach you how to drive, I can give you lessons."
Catcalls and whistles erupt through the group. "If you were a real man, you'd open the door for me instead of blocking the way." I say, admiring my own comeback, even as my knees threaten to buckle.
Sasuke steps back and pulls the door open with a slight bow. He's mocking me, he knows it and I know it. I catch Ino still staring off who knows where trying not to make eye contact. She's clueless.
"Get a life." I tell him.
"Like yours? Girl, let me tell you something ," Sasuke says harshly," Your life isn't reality, it's fake. Just like you."
"Better than living my life as a loser," I lash out hoping my words, hurt as much as his, "Like you." I finish and grab Ino and go through the door. My best-friend is staring at me.
"Holy shit, Sakura. You have a death wish or something?" She yells.
"What gives Sasuke the right to bully everyone in his path?"
"Uh, maybe the gun he has hidden in his pocket or the gang colors he wears." She replies heavy with sarcasm.
"He's not stupid enough to bring a gun to school," I reason. "And I'm not going to get bullied by him or anyone else." I said. I have to be perfect and getting bullied is not my definition of perfect.
"We're seniors now!" I say with extreme enthusiasm.
"And that means what?" Ino asks.
"That's everything is going to be p-e-r-f-e-c-t."
The bell rings, which really isn't a bell but music is played instead. "Summer loving" by Grease plays.
"I'll make sure you have a p-e-r-f-e-c-t funeral." Ino replies.
"Who died?" A voice from behind comments.
I turned around and standing there is Sai. Dark black hair and eyes and skin so white it compares itself to the brightness of the moon. I wished I checked a mirror hoping my makeup is not smeared. I run up to him and give him a huge hug. He holds me tight and kisses me on the lips.
"Nobody" I replied back to his question. "Forget about it, forget about everyone besides me."
"That's so easy when you're so damn hot."
I smile at him glad our summer apart hasn't changed our relationship.
"Sorry I haven't called. Unpacking everything has been extremely crazy." Sai drapes his arm around me as the front doors to the school open and Sasuke and his friends walk in.
"Why do they even come to school?" Sai asks, "Half of them are going to drop out anyway."
I can't help and agree with what he's saying, it's true. My gaze meets with Sasuke and a shiver runs down my spine. "I almost hit Sasuke Uchiha's motorcycle this morning." I tell Sai once Sasuke is out of hearing range.
"You should have."
"Sai" I chide.
"At least it would be exciting the first day. This school is boring as shit."
Boring? I almost got into a stupid car accident, was flipped off by a girl from the south side and was harassed by dangerous gang members. If that was the indication of the rest of senior year, the year was going to be anything but boring.
Wow! A long chappy! I can't promise to update really fast because I'm really slow when it comes to these things! Remember all credit goes to the writer Simone Elkeles and the characters of Naruto not me! I have no idea if this should be T or M so right now I'll make it T if you guys want it M I'll make it that then. Review please!