TISSUELOVE

xcherrytoes

Chapter I:

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"Eh hem."

I ignore, because brilliantly, I know exactly what she wants. So I continue to read my book pretending I didn't hear her. I see her (totally cute kitten-healed flats) tapping impatiently.

"EH HEM." She starts her coughing fit again.

Oh, so Holden called up a stripper. Interesting…

"Sakura! You're so not going to ignore me!"

"I so am."

"But you promised you'd go! You promised!" See the thing is, Ino could kind of be like a baby sometimes. She whines, begs, and gives you that feeling of guilt in your stomach like when a kid get's their hearts broken if you don't give them what they want. She can be… troublesome. (Ew Shikamaruitis.)

I place my book on my lap, giving her my attention because I know who will win this battle anyway.

Really, I'm just that nice.

"Ino I really don't want to go shopping for a dress. I'm not even going to go to the dance next week." I say while blowing a stray lock of hair out of my face.

"That's such a lie. Because A, you will buy one; with me B, you already bought the tickets." She says, crossing her arms on her chest.

"Uh… A, I don't even like wearing dresses, B, you bought the tickets for me."

"Exacto mundo beotch. That's why you're going to go." I bite my lip.

Sigh. "No ones even asked me to go."

"So! It's the first fall dance! That's how you meet people. Plus, you'll be with me Saku-chan." She coos. See, K.F Private Leaf High for the Gifted always holds this first fall dance, which is basically like a party to welcome new and old students to another glorious year of stuffing our blossoming brains with knowledge.

I sigh again. "Fine, get your keys."

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I look at all these fancy dresses and claw through the racks carelessly. Yeah, I'm totally stoked for a dance that I don't want to be in. Maybe Ino doesn't get it, cause um…

SHE'S THE QUEEN BEE?

Yeah, the one who has guys ask her out every week, one who's the cheer captain, the one who still manage to juggle a straight A grade. You know, every high school girl's idle, or bitch. Depending how you want to look at it.

Where as I, am Sakura Haruno. A strange girl with (awesome) pink hair, shiny green eyes, and loves to read books, like the book worm that I am. But strangely and ironically enough, I'm miraculously hidden and unknown to the school population. Thus, leading me to the predicament of being at a fancy dress shop, searching for dresses for a dance that no body even asked me to. But it's okay that I'm standing here with my feet aching from waiting for Ino to find the right freaking dress, because I'm her lovely awesome best friend. Smile.

"Oh my freaking gosh! I found it forehead!" Ino hollers from the dressing room. I walk over to take a look.

I'm not going to lie; she looks pretty damn awesome in that dress. It's a simple black shimmery dress that has a deep cut to her back. It totally brings out her baby blue eyes. So, I smile.

"Yeah pig, you look pretty bangin'"

"What did you get? I swear if you didn't pick anything out while I was-"

I shove the dress into her arms. Who wants to hear her ramble, right?

"Hmm, it's nice Sak." She says as she lifts the dress up to my body and imagines how I'll look in it. Cause she's a fashion diva. Duh. It's actually this white dress that sort of drapes over me, but it works. I sort of… like it. Sort of.

"Very nice. In fact very sexy too. C'mon lets go check it out." She says as she walks over to the registry.

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I always hate the first couple of days in school. Because really, we do nothing. Fill out forms, have teachers take forever with the attendance, then they make empty promises on how they'll make this an exciting and fulfilling year. Seriously, just skip to the lessons already! (Wow do I sound like a nerd or what?)

But dreading the dance made the week go by faster than usual. I'm still in my jammies, a pair of sweats and tees, and I'm reading Pride and Prejudice on my beanie bag chair, again. Honestly, I love my dorm room. It's a perfect environment for me to live in. It's quiet, cozy, warm, and my room mate is absolutely tolerable, which probably explains why it's so quiet here. Hinata, my room mate, is a very shy and small person. She's been my room mate for two years, so… it'd be since sophomore year, now that we're both juniors. She's actually quite pretty, no, really pretty. She has this awesome hair that shines a pretty blue shade and pale eyes that goes just with her pale skin. Which is also not a surprise that she has one of the school's heart throb crushing on her madly.

Naruto Uzumaki is the said heart throb. Quarter back in the foot ball team, class clown, and campus's number one favorite friend. Everyone's friends with him, everyone but me. Cause you know, I'm not so well known.

Now, I said one of the school's heart throb. The other one, the most desirable, the most irresistible, the most…. Godly is Sasuke Uchiha. He's actually quite a strange boy. No one really realizes because they're all just after his pretty little face, (and body, and butt, and arms, and back, and everything else. Hearttt.) But I realize it. Being so gifted in the art of psychology, I can analyze practically anyone.

He's obviously aloof and likes solitary time. Which leaves to me believe he once used to like many companies and people's warmth but… something must have happened. He's very sarcastic, in a dry way though. He has Naruto, a loud mouthed, obnoxious, idiotic, clumsy person as a best friend. Probably follows with the quote "you're my better half." Not in a gay way of course, although it brings me to my next assumption; Sasuke may be possibly asexual. Well he might as well be anyway.

If you look at his face closely, when he's not bothered by anyone (which sort of never happens because fangirls have reached an ultimate level of creeper status and never leaves him alone), you can tell he's thinking about something. Thinking about the past is my guess, because people tend to have a nonchalant face and unfocused eyes when they reminisce. It kind of makes me want to talk to him, start up a chat, be a friend. But speaking realistically, - logically, I'm just not meant for his world.

I sooo don't stalk him. I so am not! Well, so not compared to those other freaks in the fan club.

Honestly, really, screw the modesty, I'm a bloody (awesome) genius. Hence why I attend K.F Private Leaf High school for the gifted. In all AP courses, never gotten below an A-, a honors student. The only other one that might match up to my sexy intelligence would be Shikamaru Nara. He's Ino's long time boyfriend, happy as a love bird per se, and because he is so smart (like me. Smile.) We get along really well.

I place my book on to my lap and close my eyes to relax a bit.

"SAKURA FREAKING HARUNO."

Well shit, there goes for relaxing.

"Yes, Ino, my love?" I say getting up from my butt stamped beanie bag chair and place the book into my bookcase full of other heavenly books. Actually there's so much, it's starting to pile on top of each other, all cramped up.

"Why are you not dressed up? Why are you still in your god awful sweats? Why are you reading like a fat lard on that over sized cushion?!" Oh my, she can be quite annoying.

"Because my sweetiecakes, I can get ready in ten minutes unlike you and you're inhumane time." I dryly reply as I look at the clock, 20 minutes till 7:00, the party would start then. I grab my dress that's hung carelessly on my bed and start changing. (What, best friends have trouble being in the same room as another while changing?)

"Well unlike you, who look beautiful every second, I have to spend countless of hours doing my hair and getting my make up just right." I roll my eyes. Yeah right. I slip on my silver evening heels and just like that, I was all ready. Oh wait, I need to put my hair into a messy bun.

You'd think I'd put on make up but-

I only do that for special occasion, not this bogus dance.

I look totally better au natural.

Ino absolutely agrees too.

There, 10 minutes till seven, we'll make it, great.

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"Are you enjoying the party Sakura-chan?" Hinata asks, sipping her fruit punch.

"Of course." I smile and lie. You see, you can't be a biter around Hinata, she'll start being depressed too, and that's the last thing that I want.

I just start looking around, randomly. The dance was held out side of the school with pretty bright lights and everything. If it was one thing that I enjoyed there, it was the cool breeze from the night. I try to be hidden from all the action by standing near the exits and the food stands because the last thing I want to do is dance, and then trip, then snap my ankles, and die.

Well, no. But I just don't want to make a scene with my clumsiness.

And in mist of my "looking around" I spot Sasuke. He didn't dress that formal, dress pants and a button down. But still, he's still sexy as hell. It's unfair how he can just pull that off like nothing, unlike his best friend, wearing a tacky orange tie. C'mon Naruto, seriously?

Sasuke is of course, alone, and standing on the other side of the dance. His hands shoved into his pockets, he sort of looks like he's pouting (HAH) from being at this stupid party. He's looking angry at the world, like the way he always does. He kind of looks sick actually, sort of slumping against a near by pole that's holding up all the lights.

Grow a pair and get over it. The world sucks dear Sasuke, hun.

To my surprise (not really) he just leaves and heads somewhere unknown. I guess he really didn't want to be here, even more than me.

"HINATA-CHAN!" The ditz shouts. Um, she's right in front of you, must you always amp things up?

"H-hi Naruto-kun…" she's blushing uncontrollablely. Poor girl. And as the foxy (idiot)boy flings his (moron) arms around to hug Hinata I feel something wet whip across my stomach. I look down to see a dreadful fruit punch stain on my dress.

Naruto (the dunce) must have forgotten that he was holding a cup of it in his (unintelligent) hand.

"OH GOD! I'm so sorry! Sooo sorryy!" he begins to shout (again.) I grit my teeth. Calm down Sak, calm down.

"It's okay, accidents happen." I reply with my crest white smile.

"Let me take you to the bathroom or something to wash it off! What's you're name?" He says as he tries to escort me. Of course he'd ask for my name. Ugh, whatever.

"Its Sakura, and no it's okay I'll just go back to my dorm, I was heading there anyway." Thank god.

"Ya sure? Want me to walk you there at least?" He says, with his cerulean blue eyes pleading.

"Er, no seriously it's okay. But thanks for the offer." I say as I begin to walk.

"See you later Hinata!" I say over my shoulder.

"Stupid dance and stupid white dress and stupid Naruto…" I start mumbling through my teeth about how stupid this whole night was. Yeah, who doesn't do that? The night got pretty cold and the walk to my dorm was pretty far, cause dorms are in separate buildings from the school.

All I hear is my (pretty) heels clack as I walk back not so lady-like.

As I'm about to enter the campus gate I see someone in the street… like where the cars go, just standing there in the middle.

What the hell?

I look closer and realize (oh my effin' mother of god) it's Sasuke.

What the HELL?

And I swear, it all happened in a split second, I see a car raving down the street like a savage. And… and Sasuke! He's just standing there!

WHAT THE HELL?

He's going to get hit! Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod.

And… WHY WON'T HE MOVE??!