Nothing I do better than revenge

Chapter one: Sabotage

Ino and Sakura sat on the patio of the pinkette's apartment, sipping on blue cool-aid, savouring the feel of the sun on their skin. "So, forehead," Ino drawled out, tilting her sunglasses down ever so slightly as she shot a devious look at her best friend, "When's your date?" Sakura flushed and shook her head, "It's not a date, he doesn't like me like that." She rolled over on her lawn chair and sighed, "I am having lunch-" "A romantic picnic" Ino cut in, "-with Sasuke tomorrow. During his lunch break."

The blonde rolled over and grunted, "Honey, you are so fan in denial you're burning under the desert sun." She whipped out her phone and opened the sound file she had captured at the end of the previous year. Sasuke's masculine voice drifted out of the speaker, enveloping the both of them. "Dobe, fuck off. I'll confess to her when I'm damn ready." Naruto's voice came next with a whine, "Teme, you should hurry! I heard Sai mention he was gonna ask her out!" Sasuke's voice came back with a scoff and the recording stopped. "And let's not forget who asked you out the last day of school!"

Sakura rolled her eyes, it was true that Sai had asked her out the day after Ino had been playing 'super spy' on Sasuke. But, then, Sai asked out four other people that day as well, so she wasn't getting her hopes up. She had been in love with Sasuke since first grade when she moved to Konoha, but she knew they couldn't be together. He was the Heir of the Uchiha corporation and she was an imancipated minor with a restraining order on her family. He could do better.

Naruto lounged against the counter of the local book store, waiting for his 'totally lame workaholic' friend to get off work so they could hit up the movies. Sasuke was calmly placing new books on the shelves, silently reminding himself to grab a copy of one book in particular when the dobe wasn't looking. He wasn't ashamed per se that his favourite author happened to write rather...x rated novels, but he'd be damned if he let the dobe find out he liked a romance novel of any kind.

His eyes traced over the author's picture, running over the familliar eyes, and the mask hiding the rest of her face. She was the most well known reclusive author in the world, and nobody had ever seen her whole face. Or so they all thought.

The door chimmed, drawing the dark haired boy out of his thoughts as he turned to face the customer. She was tall and slim with thick, wavy purple hair and those, nasty in his opinion, come hither eyes covered in make up. She smiled at him and skipped over, extending her manicured hand to him. He raised his eyebrow but made no move to take her hand, for all he knew she was a diseased fangirl.

"I'm Ami Watanabe!" She said cheerfully, withdrawing her hand as she realized he wasn't going to shake it. "You're Sasuke right? Sasuke Uchiha?" He stayed silent, taking a half step back, preparing for her to attack. He didn't trust this girl for a second, and he could see the dobe glaring at her from the counter. "You're mother said I could find you here! She says she needs you home right after work. We have something important to discuss."

"Hey! We're going to the movies when he gets off! Your business can wait!" Naruto shouted, bounding over to sheild his friend from the potential threat. Sasuke's eye twitched and he shoved the dobe out of the way. "Hn. Why did she send you?" He asked with a clipped tone, returning to his work. She shuffled her feet slightly and held up her left hand with a grin, "She wants us to get to know each other!" He caught a glimpse of the ring and saw the Uchiha insignia. "I have no wish to get to know my brother's fiance." He said calmly, bending down to open a new box of books. "Well, that's a relief. But I'm not engaged to Itachi." She gave him a wink that made his skin crawl, and said casually, "I'm engaged to you."

To his credit, Sasuke didn't scream in rage at the news. He did, however, tear the book he was holding in half, hard cover and all. "WHAT!" He hissed, turning on the girl he was begining to hate more every second. She gulped and held out a note from his father. "He signed the contract this morning, I thought you already knew when they sent me to fetch you." Sasuke turned to Naruto, unable to stand reading the note. "Dobe. Change of plans. We're going to my house first. I need to speak to my father."

Sakura was walking down the beach casually, enjoying the sunset, when she spotted her best male friend sitting alone on the floating dock twenty feet out. She knew that was where he went to think, and she sighed, taking off her sandles and sunglasses. She was glad she had her bikini under her dress as she pulled it up over her head. She stepped into the water, going out far enough to dive under and swim. She came up right beside his feet and splashed him in the face, breaking the blonde out of his thoughts. "Naruto! Don't think so hard, I can smell your brain cooking." She said with a smile, pulling herself onto the dock.

He regarded her silently for a moment and sighed. "Sak, do you, you know, still love Sasuke?" His question took her by surprise for a moment, and she responded with a sigh of her own. "Naruto, you're practically my brother. You know I-" "Yes or no?" He cut her off, not feeling up to beating around the bush like usual. "I...yes. I do still love him. I have since first grade." She said softly, feeling the deep mood of her blonde friend sweep over her. She could tell something was wrong as he looked her in the eyes, sorrow swimming in his blue eyes. "You shouldn't. I'm not saying love me instead, I know I'm not your type." He added the last part quickly, making her give a half smile. "Not to mention You're trying to woo a Hyuuga if I've heard correctly." She laughed at the blush on his face and threw her arm around his shoulder, "I promise, as soon as I find someone you approve of I'll fall in love with him instead." Her words echoed in his ears, it was an empty promise they both knew. She could no sooner stop loving Sasuke then Naruto could give up Ramen for life. But it made him feel a little better.

The morning sun rose shyly over the horizon, greating the pinkette as she sat at her laptop typing away madly, working on her next story. She had been so excited all night that she couldn't sleep. She sighed as she hit the save button, and proceeded to do a spell check. She tended to miss spell a few words here and there as she rushed to get her ideas from her mind to the screen. She hummed happily to herself, thinking about her plans for lunch, trying not to remember how melancholic Naruto had been the night before. It always hurt her to see him sad, he was like her rock He had been alone so much longer than she had, and was the only example she had for true strength.

She worked for another three hours before she decided to throw together the lunch she was bringing. She hit save one last time, and backed up her story on a portable drive before going to the kitchen. She was always very careful, since her stories were her bread and butter. She opened the fridge and pulled out a loaf of bread and different sandwich ingredients. She grabbed a bag of tomatoes as an after thought, knowing how much he loved the fruit.

By the time she had finished, having taken breaks to put on songs and sing along to them, it was almost eleven thirty. She rushed into her room and tossed on a very tasteful white summer dress, and rushed out the door with the picnic basket. The pavement radiated heat as she walked the five blocks to the book store. She smiled as she remembered catching Sasuke reading a book last time she'd stopped by. She had, for his sake, pretended not to see the book, but was inwardly pleased to see that it was hers. She felt like she was on top of the world as she walked into the book store, and ran smack dab into a tall purple haired girl.

Sakura looked up at the face of the person she bumped into, her apology dying on her lips. "Ami?" She hissed quietly, seeing as they were alone at the front of the store, and she did NOT want to draw Sasuke's attention. She was staring straight into the eyes of her half sister. Sakura felt like she was going to vomit as the purple haired witch flashed her a smirk. "Oh why Sakura, what a suprise to see you here!" Her voice was unnessecarily loud, and drew Sasuke out of the back room with a box of books. "Sakura, you're early." He was surprised, and not entirely pleased to see Ami smirking at the pinkette.

Sakura turned to face Sasuke, feelling minutely better once her eyes were off her horrid sister. "Sasuke! I...yes. I was bored so I left early." She said calmly, maneouvering away from Ami like she was afraid of being burned. Ami watched them converse and narrowed her eyes in a glare. So her pink haired half sister knew her fiance huh. Well she was going to have to put a stop to that immediately. She bounced over to the counter as Sasuke put down the box and threw her arms around him. He stiffened at the touch and shoved her off. "Oh Sasuke-kun!" She giggled, placing her left hand on his shoulder and in Sakura's range of sight, "There's no need to be so shy! We're engaged after all!"

Sakura felt the bile rise in her throat. She saw the ring on Ami's hideously perfect finger and dropped the basket she was holding. The crash of the breaking pop bottles (she had hunted down the glass kind because she knew it was his favourite,) brought her out of her stupor. "Oh god. I'm sorry, I'll clean that up and go." She said quickly, picking the basket back up and grabbing some napkins out of it. Sasuke made an attempt to help her but she flinched and shrunk away. He winced and shot a glare at Ami who just gave him and innocent smile. Sakura finished cleaning the mess in record time and raced out of the store. Sasuke watched her race down the street and felt a twinge of regret in his chest. He'd had special plans for today, until the purple haired witch had entered the picture. He was slightly baffled that they had seemed to know each other, but as he asked Ami about it she shrugged and said she'd never seen the girl before in her life.

New fic, writen in a few hours. My inspiration: Better than revenge by Taylor Swift

Whole thing is done, five chapters, will all be out by the end of the week. Just need to fix up the ending a tad.

Not my usual style but not bad I think. If there's any errors (I tried to fix them all just now) I'm sorry. I got kind of excited when I was writing and when I type too fast I miss spaces or letters. But, I do always go over them before I post it.