Miscommunication

Chapter One

Watching Sakura's reaction was like watching a movie when it got to a climax. Her mouth slowly opened in awe and her vibrant green eyes widened.

Obviously she saw someone she liked.

I tried to look where she was looking. Inconspicuously, of course. If she found out I was checking out "her man" I would be killed on the spot. But, it's not like she could kill me.

But I didn't know who "her man" was anyway, so it didn't matter.

Or did it?

I raised one of my eyebrows in interest as I looked at the group she was looking at. My brother was in the group, but Sakura knew better than to fall for him...I hope.

Well...then who the hell did she like?

There was Deidara, but he looked like a girl.

There was Kisame, but he was a freak of nature.

There was Tobi, but he always found a way to hide his face, either standing behind a tall person or using an object to shield his face.

There was Hidan, but seriously, he had gray hair like our History teacher, Kakashi-I mean, Mr. Hatake. My bad, my bad.

Honestly, I was stumped.

Who did she like?

Maybe she had worse taste than I thought.

There was only one way to figure this out.

"Who are you looking at?" I asked.

"None of your business, Sasuke," Sakura replied, but in my ears, it sounded like the I-don't-care-if-you're-gay-you're-never-going-to-find-out-who-I-like tone of voice.

Ouch. Well, that didn't work.

"Come on, you can tell me. You know I don't like any of them."

"What did you bring for lunch?"

Oh wow. Nice save, Sakura.

"Same as usual...you know, my brother brings the same lunch as well."

"Just give it up."

I smirked. "Like hell I will."

She glared at me. "Sarcasm is not the answer."

"Well, neither are secrets."

She looked away.

Aha! Victory! Score: Sasuke-1, Sakura-ZERO!

"Listen, I'm not going to tell you-"

"Why not?" I interrupted, fascinated.

"Because-like I said before-it's none of your business."

"If it involves one of Itachi's friends, then it is my business."

Sakura rolled her eyes. "Please, you have no business."

"Says who? You?"

"Yes, says me."

I rolled my eyes and imitated her. "Please, you have no business."

"Smartass."

I smirked. "That's what they call me."

She looked away and took a bite of her PB & J sandwich.

"Just tell me...resistance is futile."

"No." She bluntly responded.

"Fine, whatever," I said with a flip of the wrist, "I don't care."

"Like hell you do."

"Well...you're the one who can't talk to guys. OOH! BURN!"

Some people turned to look at me, including my brother and his friends.

"God, shut up, you moron!" Sakura said, blushing with embarrassment.

Oh...so the person she liked apparently looked over. So that narrows it down to...just about everyone in Itachi's group.

Wow...that was almost worse than Sakura's save...I mean, come on, really...what did you bring for lunch?

I looked up. Then it hit me like a calf having a baby.

"Do you need help?" I asked Sakura.

Oh God, that came out wrong.

She eyed me suspiciously. "What the...hell do you mean?

"Do you need help?"

It almost sounded worse the second time.

"With what?"

"Well...talking to...the guy you like, it is a guy right?"

"Well, no duh, I'm as straight as a pole," Sakura said, matter-of-factly.

"You know, there are some curvy poles in the world."

Sakura stared at me with irritation.

"Just kidding..." I said with a weak smile.

"But..." Sakura said, her face turning kinder, "it's a nice offer."

"Are you accepting?" I asked, surprised.

"Let me think about it...I'll tell you before the end of the day."

"Works for me."

"Well...see you then."

"Yeah..." I picked up my lunch and backpack and headed for my next class.

The rest of the day seemed to go by quickly. Maybe it was because I was pumped to figure out who Sakura likes. But...I didn't see why I cared. Maybe it was because it HAD to be someone in my brother's group. I guess I just wanted to see who she chose out of those freakazoids.

The final bell rang and I sprinted off to Sakura's locker as quick as possible.

I saw her standing there-pink hair and all-waiting for me. "And the final verdict is?" I asked when I finally reached her.

"..." She was quiet for a moment.

"God, Sakura, we don't need suspense," I said, annoyed.

She smiled. "You're right, I need help."

I started laughing.

Sakura smacked me. "Get yourself together."

I got my cell phone out of my pocket and started to call Itachi. "I'm going to call Itachi and tell him I'm going to your house."

"No, don't!!"

"Oh, I got-Hey bro...yeah...I'm going to Naruto's house to help him study...yes, again...so I'll see you at home later. Okay...bye..."

Sakura sighed. "Thanks, that was a good cover-up."

I raised an eyebrow. "You complimenting me? You must be expecting a lot out of me."

She smiled weakly. "I'll explain once we get to my house."

"Well...what are we waiting for?"

"Yeah, let's go."

Sakura always walked home. Her house was only a couple blocks from the school. Even though I've been there a million times, I let Sakura lead me there.

Opening the door, Sakura yelled, "Mom, Dad! I'm home!"

"Oh, is anyone with you?" I heard Sakura's mother ask.

"Just Sasuke."

We both headed up to her room.

"So...tell me. Who is it?" I asked as we both finally reached her room.

"...um...just a minute," Sakura said as she turned on her computer. She automatically double-clicked on messenger and logged in.

I coughed to break the silence.

She turned to smirk at me.

"What are you looking at me for? Is he on?" I asked.

She turned her head to the computer screen and gasped. "He is on!"

I pushed her off the chair and sat down. "I can talk for you until you're comfortable...which one?"

Sakura pointed at the third name:

Uchiha101

No way.

There was no way this could be true.

"Pinch me." I ordered her.

She did...and I felt it.

Crap.

I turned to look at her. "You want me to flirt with my freakin' brother?!"