Hello! Ok, first I'm going to apologize for any grammar mistake 'cause I know there will be some in there, just tell me when you find one. Hey I just create a game! not a fun game since it contains grammar but anyway, chapter 1! Oh and the number three next to Itachi's name was suppose to be a heart but I can't do it so please just ignore it if you want. Enjoy!

DAY 1: MORNING 8:16 A.M

The black origami crow sits in my palm, the words I write on it with the pencil shines under the light, making it readable:

Name: Uchiha Itachi 3

Object: a black crow

Relationship: Sasuke's brother

Birthday: August 16th

This paper crow is the animal origami data I make to represents Itachi. I make one for each of my friend; each is a different object. This way, I can always remember what they are to me. It's a weird habit but I'm been doing it since third grade. My father taught me this before his heart stops beating and his hand turns cold in mine. He love origami and I guess he pass it down to me just before he go. Tears wouldn't stops when I write down his data on the Sakura flower origami. Origami is what connects us together and I'm just glad it didn't die with him.

His origami data figure sits on the top shelves next to my bed with the picture of him and me when he first teaches me how to make origami hats. Mine can barely be call a hat while his looks like those paper comes out from the printer, perfectly straight and shaped. My hat is in my hand, his rests on one of his petal tip-hair. His hair resembles a Sakura flower with five petal spread around his head, dye with a grey-ish pink due to his age. He just looks like a Christmas tree with that hat on in that picture; it's my favorite picture of him.

Name: Haruno Kizashi

Object: a grey Sakura flower

Relationship: father

Birthday: I should have ask

When I'm still a child, I'm famous for being the short tempered kid. I get in fights a lot and I always go home with a bruise face. Father teaches me origami to calm myself over situation like that and slowly, origami is not a way to pour cold water on my hot temper anymore, it's a hobby I'm glad I have. Time doesn't wait for anyone as I grow up with mother always works her best. We mostly use telepathy rather than words but we knows that things are the same even if dad is not with us anymore.

All the data animal origami never leaves the shelf next to my bed but today, I need Itachi's as a luck charm for something special. The heart I draw next to his name probably explains it all. That's right, I have a crush on him for a while now and this year is the perfect opportunity to make him see me more than just his brother's friend. You see, it bother me to no end when all I get from him is friendly smile and friendly waves and friendly talks, I'm emphasize the word friend here. I'm nothing more than just a friend to him, it annoys me just to say the word friend. It's not like I walk home with his brother just to stalk him or anything, not that I actually did that before, I just want him to notice my feeling.

Putting the paper crow back in my bag, I pull out a pink paper and start folding it into a Sakura flower. The Dance is coming up and I'm determining to invite Itachi to become my partner. The Dance is a big event in school. The date will be randomly select out from a box by a student councilor every year and this year, it's just happens to be on March 28th, in other word, on my birthday. I didn't know god actually reads my diary, I mean a dance on your birthday? The combination of your two best events of the year all squeeze into one day, what could be better than that? The paper flower I'm holding right now is the invitation object I make for the dance. This is how we invite someone to the dance. Actually, the invitation object can be anything as long as it is appropriate of course, we're still in school. The object will be given to that someone secretly. This is what makes the dance so fun because you won't know who your partner is until you meet that someone at the dance carrying your invitation object. The object has to be giving for three days straight. If one of the objects is completely different from the first, that means you had changes your mind and won't invite that person anymore, that is the first rule. The second one is to keep a secret; you are banned to the dance if any identity about the secret partner of someone else is spill. Weird rules huh? This is initially one of my friend's ideas, Ino, she told the student council to try. They just didn't know it turns out to be such a success because most of them actually find their perfect date. I want to meet mine this year, too.

Since this rare opportunity will probably happens in another hundred years, I'm determine to do it, I'll definitely ask Itachi to the dance with me. My special event is only three more days to go and guess where I am right now? The best place to be, that's right, I'm currently sitting in Algebra, pretending to learn, yep, definitely my best choice. With my right hand under the table folding the invitation object, my other hand pretends to take note from the board. I notice Kakashi, my Algebra teacher glances up at me, I quickly hide the origami flower under my notebook as he approaches. "Haruno Sakura," I look up from the blank notebook in front of me, staring at Kakashi.

Kakashi is definitely not one of the hardest obstacles in school due to his laid back personality and easy going attitude. Only a few had seen his whole face that usually hides behind a mask. I've never seen it because when his mask is taken off, I always have to be at some angle with something in the way. His hair is white, a very rare hair color just like mine flower pink. It stands straight up, just leaning a bit to the side. His hair always reminds me of my Algebra notebook, blank white.

"Yes?" I act innocent.

"Are you paying attention?" I nod, pretending to give him my full attention while I look pass his head, staring at a lizard on the wall. "Well ok, keep doing your work then."

He walks away to another table as I get back to scribble something on my notebook so it looks like I'm taking note. You see what I mean? As long as Kakashi's attention is not on you, you can do almost anything. Like that blonde kid over on the other table, next to a shy-looking, blue haired girl He's listening to music with a proud, orange Beat by Dre while devouring the instant ramen in front of him. Or that kid with the red fangs tattoos on his cheeks, sleeping behind the fortress of snacks along with a pineapple hairstyle boy while his dog is fighting over the snacks with a brown haired, chubby kid. Or that pale, foul mouth kid that's being ignores by a blonde who's punching in messages on her phone like a professional thumb wrestler. Or even that brown haired girl and a guy who's looking a lot like a couple. Our table is pretty much the quietest one. Me and the guy next to me is only doodling, and the quiet kid in front of me is playing with bugs coming out from his sleeves, and the kid next to him is actually doing work, shouting a string of phrase that contains the word youth. Ok, not that quiet, but at least the most normal.

Sneaking a look under the table, I take a hold on the bottom of the paper and pull the paper back into Sakura flower five pedals, my lips curve into a smile, success. An elbow nudges me from the side as turn to face the guy next to me.

Name: Uchiha Sasuke

Object: a blue duck

Relationship: best friend

Birthday: July 23 th

Sasuke, beside his anti social personality of only talks when really needed, he's classifying as one of the hot guy by the girls in my school with the two mysterious black voids in his eyes, pale white skin, and, as his fan girl says, he have their dream guy body standard figure. Well, he is excels in many sports and his brain is not for display either. Who could make a better idol? The only thing I find funny about him is his dark blue duck butt-like hair. Even so, he looks surprisingly good with it.

Being best friend and all, I know exactly what Sasuke means when he nudges me, that's the signal for the teacher is coming. The first though pass through me is hiding the flower, but looking back at my hand, no flower can be seen. I turn Kakashi's way, he just stops to answer some question at the phone thumb wrestler girl's table. I turn to Sasuke for help when I spot something pink on his hand. He spins the paper flower around between his fingers, studying it as if it's more interesting than math with letters in them, wait, that's kind of true. I swiftly take it from his hand in one move and hide it under my black and dark pink checked skirt in panic. A sound escapes Sasuke, it sounds like a quiet grunt but I see no expression when I turn to him. Kakashi walks pass our table, too caught up in reading his orange book to notice anything going on around him.

I turn my notebook to the back page as I scribble in, "What was that all about?" I push the notebook a bit to Sasuke's side so he can read it, he replies with a shakes of his head then he also starts writing something in his notebook. I look at it, "just checking out your invitation object for my brother."

My face heat up as I read the words, he knows. I hang my head even lower in hope that he won't see my red face as I write back "how did you know?" But before I can finish writing, he nudges my arm. His notebook reads "Of course I know." This makes me smile a little. We've been hanging out since kindergarten, no one knows me better than him.

I decide to switch the topic to him."You invited anyone yet?"

Sasuke seems a bit uncertain of how to answer the question but he writes back with a shaky "yes." My best friend invites a girl to the dance? There's no way I left that topic alone.

"Who?"

I notice Sasuke hesitate with his pencil, deciding whether he should tells me his secret. His pencil poises above his notebook, but it just hovers there like a cloud over the blank space. I sit quietly, waiting for his answer. Once making up his mind, his grip on the pencil tightens. I don't know what's the big deal since we always share it with each other. There are no secrets between us so what's with the dramatic hesitation? Seeing him still preparing and not writing, I'm about to wake him up with a "hey" but before I even got the chance, the bell suddenly rings, alarming us the end of Algebra, no, more like a free peropd. Everyone grabs their books and earphones and whatever they bring to kill time and fly out of class like bees escaping out from their disturbed hive, leaving behind whirlwind of scrap papers decorate with doodles. When I turn back to Sasuke, he's already out the door. Carefully placing the origami flower inside my bag small pocket, I run after him.

"Wait! Sasuk—"

"Sakura-channnnn!" A voice chants my name from behind me as I'm quickly glomps by no other than Naruto. The orange Beat hangs loosely in his right palm over my shoulder. "Will you go to the dance with me?" His breath smells of Ramen.

Name: Uzumaki Naruto

Object: an orange fox

Relationship: best friend, brother

Birthday: October 10th

"Naruto, you know the rule," I say as I trying to pry his hands off of me, "go put something in my locker if you want to ask me out."

"Fine," Naruto says, disappointed feeling weights his reply, letting go of me. I watch him as he retreats away like a hurt puppy. "But you still go have some Ramen with me tonight at Ichiruka right?" he asks me using his ultimate puppy eyes. I will definitely go, I always do, but seeing him like this, I have a very strong urge to tease him. Naruto is more than just a friend, he's my unrelated brother. And this is what most sisters do to their little brothers, at least in my opinion.

"I don't know, I don't think so, I think I rather have some shiratama anmitsu instead." I lie. Tears are threatens to rolls down his cheeks as if my straight out rejected words just hit him in the face. "I'm kidding Naruto, of course I'll go, have I ever say no?"

Naruto shakes his head answering my rhetorical question. He cracks his signature huge smile He sure recovers fast with that pleasing puppy eyes and fake tears. He keep nodding his head full of blonde strands of hair like doing so could guarantee my arrival and I'm pretty sure I can feel an invisible tails frantically wagging behind him. He's in a really good mood today, I mean he's always is, but today, he seems a bit more . . . bright? Sunny? I don't know, it's hard to think of an adjective with his unorganized hair that sticks out practically anywhere it wants to in front of you.

"Ok, well, see you there!" I wave at him as I skip my way out the door, Naruto waves back as I add. "Oh and by the way you're paying."

At my sentence, you'll be surprise how fast Naruto's face expression can change in a millisecond. "Wait no! Sakura-chan! I'm broke! Please don't do this to me again!"

I keep on walking like what Naruto just say is just another random conversation bouncing in the hall. I laugh silently to myself, "you're always broke Naruto."

Maybe I should ask the Pig too. It will be pretty boring if it's only Naruto and I.

Name: Yamanaka Ino

Object: a purple pig

Relationship: best friend, sister, rival

Birthday: September 23rd

It's funny how her name translates boar, it's not a very good name for a girl but I guess it makes us even with her teasing my too big forehead all the time. To be honest, Ino is gorgeous, I will never admit that in front of her but I just don't get why guys don't line up just to talks to her. I mean straight blonde hair, sky blue eyes, Snow White's skin. What else does the guy expect more from a beautiful girl? Blind, they're all blind. It could be her personality or the fact that she's almost always on her phone texting. I'm not saying her personality is bad, I mean I did manage to put up with it; she's just annoying some time. But when you just need someone, she's the perfect person. Besides being an awesome unrelated sister, she is also my rival in something everyone will pretty much think it's childish, and we do it every year so I'm positive that she'll bring it up tonight at Ichiruka.

The Duck and the Pig don't exactly like each other. Ino is in to boys more than studying and she tries flirting with Sasuke once, just to be ignores with Sasuke's famous one word reply: hn. Ino hates to be ignores by guys and Sasuke hates talkative girls that flirts. The atmosphere is mostly heavy when your two best friends are at each other throat every time we're together, so I'm kind of glad we have Naruto to keeps Sasuke from provoking Ino into her violent state, not that he's the one who always do, it's mostly me. Maybe asking Sasuke to go with us is not a bad idea either, Naruto will be there.

Making up my mind, I head for my locker, passing by girls screaming in delight at the number of invitation objects they got this year and guys hiding in the messy crowd to see the reaction of the girl they invited. After all, this is the time most students receive their invitation object.

"Ok, let see how many I get for this dance," I mumble as I open my locker door, revealing the three dance invitation objects. Inside is a badly drawn drawing of a guy in green spandex, an expired ramen cup which is obviously from Naruto, and a badly make origami plane make from deep blue paper. Weird, I can tell who the other objects are from but who does the origami plan belongs to? Putting books back into my locker, I couldn't stop looking at the ripped and wrinkle plane origami. Judging from it, whoever did this is very bad at origami, but I guess I have to wait until the dance to know. I put all the dance invitation objects carefully into my back and take out my own invitation object for Itachi.

You can do this Sakura, inhale, Just put it in and get out of there, exhale, don't worry about it Sakura, inhale, be positive maybe he will accepted it, exhale. Ok, let's do this. Gather up all my courage, I walk upstairs toward Itachi's locker, my hand rests inside my skirt pocket, running my fingertip along the origami's rough pedals; my other hand lay on my chest, trying to calm myself down. Upper class students stare at me as they walk by, making me feel like a short and clueless kindergarten. Even though High School and Middle School share the shame building, I just feel like I'm entering some other school every time I gone up to the High School section. Thanks to a lot of time spending spying on Itachi, I know exactly where Itachi's locker is and I reach it safely, and lucky for me, he's not here yet. With a little push, the origami Sakura easily fit though the space between the locker door. I let out a breath I didn't know I'm holding and feel like I just win a trophy of some sort, maybe a successfully-give-Itachi-the-invitation-object-tro phy, if there is one. My heart is pounding in excitement and proud of what I've achieve. To be honest, I'm doing a little dance in my mind right now.

"Sakura?" A deep yet soft voice can be heard behind me. I know that voice. Oh man, now how do I get away with this. I can't even invite him properly can't I?

"I-Itachi! Hi!" my body tenses up as heat creeps up my face. I shift nervously from one foot to the other as I hide both my sweaty hands behind my back. "What are you doing here?" Itachi raises an eyebrow at my question but then his face relaxes and turns into a soft smile which make me swallow saliva nervously.

"What do you usually do at your locker Sakura?" he chuckles. I realize as I look behind me. I move aside with small embarrassing steps so he can access his locker. His low ponytail fan my face as he walks by, turning my feet into jelly. If this goes on any longer, I'll probably turns into a pink puddle of happiness. "I'm sure you didn't come here for no reason, did Sasuke do something?"

"Huh?" I look up at him.

"We can blackmail him like we use to."

"Blackmail?"

"Well, it doesn't seem like he does," Itachi turns around with hands full of books. "I thought you want to talk about it like we used to or tease him, remember?" With this sentence, he sends heat down my heart as it pumps even faster.

When I was about five or six, I usually come to Sasuke's house to play and with Sasuke since his house is right next to mine. But for some unknown reason, he's always in a foul mood, and every time I ask him to play with me, he'll shout at me for being annoying and storms off to another room. Sometimes, his fist found my arm. I've always a stubborn girl and hate being rely on anyone so whenever I feel the salty water threaten to fills my eyes, I always run back into a corner somewhere at the backyard before it rolls down my cheeks. I'm really good at hide and seek at that time too. Mom and Dad at that time is having a hard time making money so I really don't want to make it worst, so my comforting is the quiet corner of the Uchiha residence until Itachi found me weeping behind a forgotten tree bush one afternoon. I push him away and choke back tears and acts like nothing is wrong, but Itachi give me a long hug and tells me to let it all out, I did. Later on I was told that their father is being quite strict on Sasuke so he can be stronger in the future so Sasuke isn't in good mood lately. That is all I need to feel better again because I used to thought maybe Sasuke don't like me anymore because I'm a girl with short hair, but it turns out different. After that, I always come to Itachi when Sasuke is being mean again. I would rest my tiny head on his lap and listen to his soothing words and feeling the cool wind of the afternoon on the balcony. When bored, we find all way possible to annoy him.

I can't remember everything we talked about but there's this one sentence he said that I will probably never forget. It was one day after dad was gone. I ran the whole way to Sasuke's house and immediately find Itachi sat on the balcony we talked every afternoon. Hearing my voice, Itachi turns around and I just broke down in tears in front of him. I keep on crying even when Itachi picked me up and carried me outside to the balcony. He sat down with me still sniffing in his arms and patted my head lightly, like he was afraid I might break in pieces if he used too much force. He hugged me even tighter, leaned in and whisper to me, "Shh. . .I'll always be here when you're sad; I'll be the one you had lost." I fall asleep after that. When I woke up, I'm still in his arms but next to me is Sasuke sleeping, holding my hand tightly, like I might fall off a cliff if he let go. That was the first time in month I've seen his peaceful face.

Sasuke mood improves after a while when he finally getting use to his dad, right at the time when Itachi steps into Middle School. We don't get to talks like we used to anymore because our time schedule don't match. Even if we do meet, there's nothing to talks about anymore when everything is ok now. The only thing I still don't know why is that I never use my fist with Sasuke when we're young. If any of that happens to any other guy, I would beat them until their parent no longer recognize them, then go home and make some origami. After all, I'm still a girl who hit first, think later. But with Sasuke, it's always me who cry. I guess it's because I couldn't hit my best friend, well, my only friend. Girls in my class exclude me because they say I'm not as cute as they are, and the guy, they just like to make fun of my oversize forehead. Sasuke actually stands up for me, no, more like he stops me from getting expel for beating them up. That could be the main reason, but sometimes, I doubt it is. I start spend more time with Sasuke until we reach Middle School and I still don't have any chance to talk to Itachi again. That precious afternoon time talking together with Itachi also dies with time. I thought he forget, I guess he didn't. All those memory rushes back to me, sending more blood up my already red face. Could it be. . .?

"Of course I remember!" I say enthusiastic. Itachi smiles at me as he pats my head lightly.

"Well, if Sasuke ever do anything," Itachi say. "I'm free in the afternoon so just give me a call."

"O-ok," I nod.

"Just ask Sasuke for my number. Bye." I nod again sheepishly after Itachi left, still can't believe what just happens. Could it be that Itachi's the one who give me the paper plane? We haven't talk for a while now and the first thing he mentions is our best memory in the past.
"It must be him." I say unconsciously. Those words tastes like honey in my mouth.

I run my way back down stair, giggling the whole way. The older students still stares at me as I run by but I don't care anymore, they're not the one who might get to go to the dance with Itachi, they're not the one who can talk privately with him, they're not the one who they have a childhood with. Come on people, let jealousy fills the air over me. I'm confident, too confident, but that's just one of the thing I love about myself.

"Hey, did you see that pink haired girl?" A girl with red hair says, pointing a disgust finger at me. She leans against the wall, looking quite uncomfortable with her white mini skirt keep going up her thigh as she trying to casually push up her match, red glasses.

"Yeah, she though she gets a chance to go with Itachi, what a laugh!" the other girl says as she cracks up a horrible laugh that sound like a dog is choking. Her four inches high heels makes her looks like a penguin walking with two sticks tie to its feet.

I ignore them and imagine their grasping face when they see me walking into the dance with Itachi holding my hands. I laugh my own evil laugh down the stairs. I honestly don't know what to do with this spare energy and confident but I'm so happy right now I can hug a wall for no reason, maybe that's what I'll do, so I head for the nearest wall.

"Forehead," a high pitch voice calls me. "Why are you hugging a wall for no reason?"

"For no reason," Ino half rolls her eyes at me half smacking her head with her hand for asking a stupid question. I let out a laugh. "Any plan for tonight?" Ino shakes her head, her long ponytail swing lightly behind her.

"Ichiraku then?" Ino shrugs but I know that's a yes from her, "Naruto's treat."

"And here I thought I could have a free meal once in a while," Ino says then check the time on her favourite purple watch. "I still have Art assignment to finish so I guess I see you there." Swinging her bag on her shoulder, she takes off running towards the exit.

"Bye!" I wave at her. Must be the assignment she's doing with Sai.

Name: Sai

Object: a white bird

Relationship: Ino's friend

Birthday: November 25th

Ino and that foul mouth guy seem really close lately. Oh well, not my business. I shrug and take my phone out from my pocket and text the Duck (Sasuke):

Ichiraku 7 me, you, Ino, Naruto-paying

Can you guys review who Ino should go with? Either ShikaIno, InoSai, or InoCho. I'm thinking of doing InoSai but the other couples are cute too and I just can't decide. Thanks! :)