Simple and Clean

By Aerogirl234

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NARUTO, OR UTADA HIKARU'S SONG, SIMPLE AND CLEAN. BUT I DO OWN THIS FANFIC. ENJOY!

ONE

"Sakura, you're up early." Lady Tsunade muttered as Sakura walked downstairs in a pink bathrobe and matching fuzzy slippers. Her hair was tied up in a pontail, that swayed when she walked. She raced downstairs and saw Tsunade smile, her honey-colored eyes sparkling.

"Good morning, Lady Tsunade." Sakura said as Jiraiya swaggered into the room.

"Morning, Sakura. Your breakfast is over there.' Tsunade replied, pointing to the cedar table. Steam rose from the fresh fried eggs, courtesy of Tsunade, and Sakura sat down to eat.

"I have to arrive at the academy early today," I informed them, "to set up for the prom." Tsunade laughed as she sat down.

"The academy is supposed to be for ninja training, are you telling me they have time for a prom?" She questioned, taking a sip of coffee. She set the coffee mug down onto the table's surface and Sakura spotted a trace of brilliant red lipstick remaining on the cup.

"Yep, I guess so. Hey, I gotta go!" Sakura gasped as she spotted the time on the expensive, golden clock. She ran out of the door and made sure her leather rucksack was still on her back. She kicked up dirt as she sprinted to the academy, and when she got to the doors, she took five minutes to catch her breath, and then she entered the academy. A flourish of stale air blew in her face, and Sakura was swept up with the crowd of other ninjas, where she spotted the gymnasium, where the prom would be held. She walked inside the gym, and she instantly saw a festival of blue streamers being hung on the walls and cieling. A blue plastic tablecloth was draped over the table in the center, where the refreshments would be. She spotted Sasuke hanging up a banner. He climbed down the ladder and dipped the paintbrush he was holding in between his index and middle fingers in more bright blue paint. He hurried back up and painted the rest of the banner and climbed back down. He leaped off the ladder once he reached the third step, and he bumped into me.

"Watch it, Sakura!" Sasuke snarled, clutching his stomach where Sakura's elbow had jabbed into it.

"S-sorry, Sasuke!" Sakura gasped, reaching out for him. Sasuke slapped her hand back and began to twiddle the thin paintbrush between his fingers.

"So, Sakura, who are you going to the dance with?" Sakura blushed brght red and sighed.

"Well...no one yet." Sakura replied, "How about you?" A look of surprise crossed Sasuke's pale face and he brushed his raven hair back.

"Uh...no one. Yeah, most of the girls here are visually and mentally intimadating." Sakura laughed and blushed even brighter.

"So...Sasuke, do you want to go with me, you know, as friends?" I began to shake with embarrasment as an expression of shock slowly crossed Sasuke's face. He sighed and thought for a moment, and then replied.

"Um...I've, ha, never really had anyone ask me out before. But, I guess maybe there's a first for everything. So, yeah, I'll see you tomarrow." Sasuke blushed, trying to keep from smiling as Sakura left. The color drined out of her cheeks and at the end of the day, she ran back home to tell Tsunade.