Ok so this is my first fan fiction. So, be nice people! I decided to get my lazy butt up and write this because Fan Fiction is so addictive and so is Naruto. The result is… *drum roll*a Naruto Fan Fiction. Aren't I a genius?

If there are mistakes please do tell me. I wrote this in under 3 hours in the middle of the night. Therefore, you have been warned.

NOW on with the story

Disclaimer: I do own Naruto… NOT.

Normal/ "Talk"/ Thoughts/ Inner

Messing with Sasuke: chapter one

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Ever since Sasuke came back to the village after eliminating Madara nearly six months ago, he became accustomed to the same routine. When he woke up today, he expected to have breakfast, go train with the dope, argue with him, possibly get into a fight with him –read as most certainly get into a fight-. Then he expected to go to the ramen stand for lunch. And, he expected to maybe meet with their pink-haired teammate to enjoy a meal with her and the dope. But, he didn't really care if she joined or not. Naruto was more than enough company.

Yeah, right! In denial much? Inner Sasuke said.

But, what Sasuke did not expect, was to be blushing like a tomato.

That reminds me to get buy tomatoes, later

Weirdo

Shut up. And, buzz off!

Anyways, you are probably wondering why this infamous avenger would be choking on his ramen? Why his flawless face was tainted with the faintest shade of pink? And, why his ears were giving his female friend's hair color a run for their money?

Well, it all started at the ramen stand at about noon. The two best friends/rivals were enjoying a not-so-quiet lunch. Of course, the last Uchiha didn't expect any different, giving the identity of his companion.

Yes, Naruto was once again babbling about something that Sasuke wisely decided to ignore. Sasuke always was intrigued by how could anyone talk, so much, so fast while swallowing bowl after bowl of noodles? But, then again, this is the self-proclaimed Hokage we're talking about. Thus, everything is possible.

"So, I grabbed him by the collar and threw him across the clearing. You should have seen the look on his face. I taught him a real lesson. Then, I want to the local restaurant. They had this delicious ramen, not as great as this place though"

All he got from Sasuke was a grunt in response. Naruto has been going on and on about his story for twenty-tree minutes and a thirty minutes now. Yes, Sasuke counted.

Sasuke found his thoughts drifting once more to another person. Sakura! He liked her when they were younger. That much he knew from back when they were twelve. But, back then, he was not willing to put his plans for revenging his clan on hold just so he can explore some feeling that he deemed as a simple infatuation. He was not happy about leaving her. But, his priorities had already been set. Now, that infatuation has withered. He was a grown man with certain objectives. Crushes are unbecoming of him, right? (A/N: NO, Sasuke that's wrong)

Right

Sasuke was so caught up in his idiotic thoughts that he did not notice the hand that was waving in front of his –handsome, handsome- face.

Suddenly, silence fell. Noticing this, Sasuke looked away from his food to his best friend because he knew the words Silent and Naruto did not belong in the same sentence. He was met by a pouting Naruto, waving a hand in front of him. He shot him a questioning look. But, he already knew what was coming.

"Teme, are you even listening?" Naruto barked.

"No" came the blunt reply of the last Uchiha

"Why?"

Sasuke ignored his question and asked one of his own. "What were you talking about?"

"Now, you're asking? Well, for your information, I was talking about my precious and rare collection of ramen coupons" Naruto said matter-of-factly

"I rest my case"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Naruto was glaring at Sasuke waiting for an answer. Then, realization dawned on the idiot.

"Are you making fun of ramen? I'll have you know that ramen is the food of gods, the elixir of all supreme beings. It's what connects all humans to each other". Naruto, much to the annoyance of Sasuke, stood to tower over the raven-haired man, eyes burning with hurt and resentment.

"What did the English people give the native Americans to make a truce with them? Ramen! What did they offer the gods in ancient Greece so they would be spared from the wrath of Hades? Ramen! What did they eat to celebrate the construction of the Great Wall of China? Ramen! –"

Naruto would have gone on and on with his ranting, if he wasn't interrupted with Sasuke's fist colliding with his jaw. Then, as always, all hell broke loose as the two best friends clashed.

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They would have probably ended up in the hospital. But, then they heard…

"Hey, guys!" came the smooth delicate voice of Sakura.

The scowl on the obnoxious blonde's face instantaneously turned into a blinding grin at the sight of his friend. It's was no match to the grin he had whenever he saw the Huuyga heiress. But, it was a very large grin nonetheless. Sakura, for her case, seemed to take notice to her friends' antics. And, strait away, her beaming face turned to that of anger.

"What did I say …" she hissed in a low ominous tone "about the two of you fighting?"

Seeming to forget what they were doing, both boys stared at their current position: Sasuke was grabbing Naruto by the collar raising him a good two feet of the ground. And, the dope's fists were balled into punching stance.

Yep, it doesn't take a Nara to see that they were in the middle of a heated fight. Before they could utter any form of apology, they got kicked in the stomachs by a very capable and powerful Sakura –not that Sasuke was planning on apologizing. He will most likely give his trade mark grunt "Hn" with the less aggressive look he could master.

Sasuke and Naruto were now lying on the floor moaning in pain.

Deserves them right! That is for me spending at least three hours a week healing them, inner Sakura said

You, don't do anything. I'm the one that has to heal them whilst you sit back and complain.

Do not!

Do to!

Do not!

You knew what? I'm not even going to have this conversation with you right now!

And with that, Sakura shoved her inner to the darkest corners of her mind.

Yes, Naruto is no longer the only victim of Sakura's temper and outbursts. Sasuke has found himself hit to a bloody pulp whenever Naruto and he got into another one of their bonding times, lately. Sure, that was Sakura's way of expressing her concern for her friends' wellbeing, but it didn't make it hurt any less.

Now, they were sitting in the ramen stand –again-. He resumed eating his food silently while sometimes engaging in conversation with his friends. Sakura was talking animatedly about the new scroll that her mentor gave her, something about the immune system. Then, she stopped talking. He looked at her, one perfect eyebrow raised. She was looking at something with the softest expression on her angelic face, an expression that in the past was caused by him, but not anymore. Or, so he thought. He followed her gaze. And he couldn't help the shadow of a smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. But, being the emotionally-inept person that he was, he kept his face clear of any and all sorts of emotions.

There, outside the ramen stand, sat a little girl and a little boy. The boy was holding his knee that thanks to Sasuke's ninja skills knew to be injured. The girl sat in front of him bandaging his injury while whispering comforting words to him. He had traces of tears on his chubby cheeks. But, he wore an expression of utter happiness –no doubt the result of her words. The scene was the incarnation of the childhood innocence.

Sakura let out a soft chuckle. The sound was music to Sasuke's ears.

No, it didn't

Naruto, seeming to not notice the two children, –not that it comes as a surprise- asked his medic friend

"What's so amusing?"

"I'm just remembering something"

"What is it?"

"It's nothing of importance!"

"Please Sakura-Chan"

He gave her his best puppy-dog face: pools of blue with little sparkles, small traces of tears threatening to fall from his eyes, lower lip trampling, and barely-auditable sniffs. He had this in the bag. And, Sakura gave up. She gave a long sigh and began her story.

"Ok! I was four when…"

****** Flashback *******

A four year old Sakura was walking through the plains just on the outskirts of the village when she heard a scream. Despite the fact that it was a winter day the hair was somehow warm. It was not summer-warm, not even spring-warm but refreshing. Not one to share Sakura's opinion of the weather, her mom made her wear an ugly hat. She ran to the source of the scream to find a little boy clutching his elbow. She went up to him.

"Hi"

"Go away!"

"You seem hurt"

So the boy was now glaring at her. She moved his hands away. There was a scratch on his elbow. She cringed at the sight of the blood. He wasn't bleeding much but she never liked blood. Then, after taking a deep breath through the nose, she began to bandage his scratch with a pink bandage much to the dismay of the boy (A/N: Seriously, it's pink). He winced at her touch then relaxed.

"What were you doing?" She asked in an innocent voice.

"Not that it's any of your business, but, I was trying to climb a tree!" the boy did not like people seeing being weak. But, something about that girl pushed him to open up.

"Why?"

"My kunai is trapped there"

"You are a ninja?"

Instead of answering her question, the boy through a kunai that hit the bull's eye on a target that she missed to notice earlier. (A/N: showoff)

"That is so cool! Can you teach me?"

The boy hesitated a little then his face lit up in a grin.

"Sure, why not?"

"Hey, you have pretty eyes" the boy commented giggling as the girl next to him blushed

"And you have chicken-butt hair"

The boy frowned.

"I like it" she added

The scold on the boy's face instantly turned into a childish smile.

****** End of flashback******

"After that we trained and talked. It's one of the happiest memories of my childhood. But, what's bugging me is that I can't remember the boy's face, no matter how much I try"

"Wow! That is really beautiful Sakura-Chan" Naruto chirped

That's when they noticed Sasuke. The poor guy's face was a little bluish. He looked like he was choking on his ramen.

Indeed, that little boy that Sakura was talking about just so happens to be Sasuke. He still had that pink bandage she gave him. But, the reason he kept it was beyond him. He did not remember the identity of the little girl … until today. He remembered that she wore a hat so he didn't see her hair. But, he remembered the emerald eyes pretty well. And, said girl was Sakura.

Naruto was now tapping on Sasuke's back who was still choking. His ears were giving his female friend's hair color a run for their money. His flawless face was tainted with the faintest shade of pink. To say that he was embarrassed would be the understatement of the century. To say that he was completely, absolutely, utterly humiliated would be a better description.

After a little while, Sasuke's face regained its pale color.

"Teme are you ok?"

"Hn"

"I'll take that as a yes"

"Sasuke are you sure you're alright" came the question of the Hokage's apprentice, just the tiniest hint of concern seeping into her tone.

"Hn"

He is ignoring me…again. Awesome, perfect, splendid, beautiful, wonderful, fabulous, simply freaking marvelous!

Is «hn" all he can say?

No! He can say "you're annoying" too.

Oh! Yes, that too. I don't know why we're in love with him.

We WERE in love with him.

Speak for yourself, honey.

Didn't we already discuss this?

Ah! If you mean me stating the obvious fact that you love him and you choosing to ignore it, then yes we have discussed this.

Sakura mentally face palmed. Her inner is getting crazier by the hour, right? Right! Isn't denial fun?

Naruto shot Sasuke a what-is-going-on-with-you look. Sasuke rolled his eyes. So, the dope simply shrugged and turned to Sakura.

"So you want to train with us?"

"I can't. I have a shift at the hospital that I'm already late for."

"They are working you too hard. We hardly see you or hang out with you anymore and I'm getting tire of hanging out with Teme here. He is no fun"

That earned him a smack on the head courtesy of the last Uchiha. But, Sasuke couldn't help but agree with the idiot. It's no secret that Sakura has been working herself too thin by taking 72-hour shift. He even scolded her about it, like a parent would scold their child for writing on the wall. But, she said that she got used to it and to tell Naruto not to worry.

She honestly thought that Naruto asked Sasuke to talk to her about this. Was it so impossible for him to worry about her? But, he couldn't blame her. After all, he hasn't been the specimen of friendly.

He was affected by that. No, he wasn't hurt because of the simple reason that he was Sasuke and Sasuke does not get hurt! He hurts, but he doesn't get hurt. He was simply affected and anyone who dare says otherwise will have to deal with Sasuke's wrath. And, that my friend is not a good thing. So, is there anyone that contradicts the ex-missing ninja? I didn't think so either.

"So why are you here instead of the hospital?" Sasuke said without thinking

Sakura glared at him but there was something else in her look that he couldn't identify. Hurt! But, being the emotionally-retarded genius that he was, he didn't know that

"Well, I'm glad that you want me here too!" Sakura said sardonically "But, I came here also to tell you that we have a mission tomorrow. Tsunade said to meet at her office at six tomorrow morning."

And with that, she stormed off and left for the hospital not bothering to say goodbye. Naruto pointed an accusing finger to Sasuke and hissed:

"You really are a Teme"

But, Sasuke did NOT mean it like that he was curious and he wanted to ask her. He really needed to work on his communication skills. He let out a frustrated sigh. This was annoying, totally and completely annoying. He headed back home to sulk. I mean to contemplate because an Uchiha does not sulk.

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On the other side of the village on her way to the hospital, Sakura was grinning. Sure, she was upset over what Sasuke said. But the look of shock and embarrassment on his face when she told her story was priceless. She snickered at the memory on him nearly passing out from lack of breath and out of mortification. Revenge is sweet!

Of course she remembered who the little boy was. It was, after all, the day she fell in love with him. He was one of the few people back then that didn't tease her. He played with her and even taught her how to throw weapons. He was her first (A/N: and only) love. But, messing with him was too fun to pass. But, that was a long time ago, a billion years ago, when dinosaurs ruled the earth, before she became the strong independent ninja that she is today. Now, she was unaffected by his presence. They were acquaintances. Even the word friends would be stretching it.

Happy with the result of her analysis, Sakura resumed her walk to the hospital.

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