Chapter Two
—Sakura—
The next morning I decided to make breakfast for my dad.
It must be hard sleeping on the couch all the time.
"So honey," he said as I gave him his waffles, "The people from my work are selling baseball tickets," my dad works for some business that… well I'm not quite sure what it does, but it's really rich and every once in a while they get baseball tickets. My dad and I always used to go to baseball games together but it happened less and less often when I got to high school- yet another thing that changed. "And I was wondering if you wanted to go with me."
"Sure dad, I'd love too," and I really did- I miss going to games with him. "So, when is it?"
"Well," he said in between gulps of orange juice, "It's not until a while later, but the tickets are going fast." He took another bite of waffles, "The breakfast is great hon, thanks, but you're going to be late for school if you stick around any longer."
"Oh Shoot!" I grabbed Samuel's water bowl, quickly filled it with water, grabbed a hunk of tuna or some sort of cat food, dumped it into the water bowl, set it down in front of a slightly disturbed Samuel, grabbed my bag and ran out to my car.
My day at school.
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He smiled at me and then went to hang out with his own group of friends….. on the opposite side of the room…..
Math: Math is one of my more tolerable subjects- half because I'm actually good at it, half because Hinata sat right beside me. I told her about Samuel's progress last night and how I can't stop thinking about Sasuke. She only said that she "doesn't see why everyone likes him so much," and then stuttered something that sounded like Naruto being better. I was surprised by her comment- she hardly stuttered and she usually just gives a shy giggle to all of Ino's and my obsessive boy remarks. Oh well.
Lunch: Choji (one of the guys that we eat lunch with… he's very large… and hungry) ate my lunch when I was in the washroom, so I had to go down to the cafeteria and buy a new one. Ino went with me and we both discovered upon entering the caf that Sasuke was in there too. We were six places behind him in line, and we saw him buy a slice of pizza and tomato juice (I didn't even know we had tomato juice). When I got to the cashier, I bought a slice of pizza too, not just because Sasuke got one- I'm not that obsessed….. okay, maybe it is because Sasuke got pizza, but I didn't get the tomato juice. 1, I don't like tomatoes, and 2, that's just weird. Anyways, I got a Coke and when I turned around I realized I was alone. I didn't even realize that Ino disappeared until after I got my food. After scanning the cafeteria a couple of times, I finally spotted her over at Sasuke's table. She wasn't even talking- she was giggling with all the other fan girls around him. Nice friend, ditching me for a guy. So I left the caf without her.
Spanish: I didn't pay attention. Sasuke was in my class, and on my mind.
Chemistry: Rock Lee was in my class. He's one of those people who are completely unaware of how loserish and weird they are. I mean, he only wears green and has a bowl cut- how weird is that? Oh, and another thing about Lee that is very unfortunate for me- I'm pretty sure he has a crush on me.
Lee- Hey Sakura! Want to go on a date tonight?
Me- Uh, no thank you Lee.
Lee- Please!?
Me- Uh…. No sorry.
Lee- What about tomorrow night?
Me- No thanks.
Lee- The day after that?
Me- Um, I'm busy.
Lee- What about the day after that one?
Me- Sorry.
Yup. I'm pretty sure he has a crush on me.
After Lee's attempt at dating me, we watched the science safety video in class. It was boring so I doodled the whole time. Lee sat beside me and ever so frequently (meaning annoyingly) would compliment me on my drawings. They were stick people.
I went to Starbucks with Ino and Hinata after school. I bought a vanilla latte but only ended up taking a sip, because once we found our seats, a group of about 10 people from our middle school walked in- and one of them was Moji. I made sure that they didn't see us or else it would cause awkward conversations and hugging. But I couldn't help but notice that Moji had a girlfriend. I also couldn't help but notice that her name was Hana and she had pink hair. That was a little weird. Cherry Blossoms and Flower- both having pink hair. Ino gave me a knowing look. I ignored it, but I had to admit that I was a little sad that Moji had a girlfriend who was practically a reincarnation of me. I covered up my glum with an "I guess he just can't get enough of me" comment. I also made sure that Moji saw me as I walked out. I gave him enough time to see one of my best smiles, but not enough time to actually do anything about it.
I could hear the arguing of my mom and dad as I walked up the steps to the front door. The moment I walked in the house, my mom grabbed my wrist and took me right back outside again and into her car. The only thing she said was "We're going shopping." I didn't say anything back, but yelled to my dad in the house to feed Samuel.
It was late when I got back from shopping. I came home with about six overflowing bags worth of new clothes. I knew it was bad to take advantage of my mom's money when she's sad, but 1- my mom insisted, and 2- it makes her happy to help pick out clothes and watch me try them on- and I wanted to make her happy. It was a "girl's night out" as she would say.
After putting my new clothes away, I had a shower and straightened my hair, with Samuel following me the whole time- he does that when he's angry at me for leaving him for such a long time (though I think he secretly follows me because he misses me). Then I went on instant messenger (with Samuel sitting by the keyboard), where Ino was online.
Blondes-have-more-fun: hey forehead!
Cherry Blossoms20: ino- pig
Blondes-have-more-fun: wuts up?
Cherry Blossoms20: nm, u?
Blondes-have-more-fun: u wernt home wen I called, did u go NEwhere after starbux?
Cherry Blossoms20: ya, mom took me shopping
Blondes-have-more-fun: were they fightN again?
Cherry Blossoms20: ya (Only Ino and Hinata know about my parent's situation)
Blondes-have-more-fun: o. sorry
Cherry Blossoms20: don't be sorry- hey I got new clothes didn't I? ;)
Blondes-have-more-fun: :O:O:O:O! Rite! Where did u go?
Cherry Blossoms20: mostly Hollister and Abercrombie
Blondes-have-more-fun: k, definitely wear a whole new outfit tm!
Cherry Blossoms20: already got it picked out
Blondes-have-more-fun: sweet, cant w8 2 c them
Blondes-have-more-fun: hows sam?
Cherry Blossomes20: same as usual
Blondes-have-more-fun: oh…
Blondes-have-more-fun: Omg sasukes n my English class, I sit so close 2 him!
Cherry Blossoms20: ya u told me yesterday
Blondes-have-more-fun: he is the HAWTTEST thing on earth
Cherry Blossoms20: omg I no, hes in my art and bio AND Spanish class
Blondes-have-more-fun: omg! LUCKY!
Cherry Blossoms20: haha I no!
Blondes-have-more-fun: but I call dibs on him!
Cherry Blossoms20: ch, ya rite
Blondes-have-more-fun: ya well u've got mr. foxy 2 look out for
Cherry Blossoms20: er, ya
Cherry Blossoms20: w/e
Blondes-have-more-fun: so hows that goin NEway?
Cherry Blossoms20: so-so, narutos in my instr. Class
Blondes-have-more-fun: aaaaannnnndddd?
Cherry Blossoms20: he talked 2 me a lot during it
Blondes-have-more-fun: and? and? and?
Cherry Blossoms20: thats it really
Blondes-have-more-fun: boring
Cherry Blossoms20: ya, well it wasnt
Blondes-have-more-fun: i no, totally kidding, im xited 4 u!
Cherry Blossoms20: thnx but I don't think NEthing will happen tho…
Blondes-have-more-fun: I no, ur 4head is to large 4 him
Cherry Blossoms20: : (
Blondes-have-more-fun: kidding again
Cherry Blossoms20: u better be
Blondes-have-more-fun: I am, I swear
Cherry Blossoms20: k
Blondes-have-more-fun: dude, wood talk more, but im 2 tired.
Cherry Blossoms20: really? Its so early
Blondes-have-more-fun: its like, midnite
Cherry Blossoms20: REALLY!?
Blondes-have-more-fun: yup
Cherry Blossoms20: I must have been shopping longer than I thot. Lol
Blondes-have-more-fun: lmao, k well c u tm
Cherry Blossoms20: ya, bi
Blondes-have-more-fun: bi
I signed off and crawled into bed with Samuel. I turned on my ipod and fell asleep with it still playing.
I was in an airplane; one of the really nice, big ones with a really awesome first class section. I took off my seatbelt and walked over to the washrooms. As I waited in line, the lady in front of me turned around and said,
"Oh, isn't she a beauty!"
I gave a shy smile, "Thank you."
"The resemblance is unmistakeable," the lady continued, "Same nose and lips as her mother."
"Really? I always thought she looked more like her father," I replied, and looked down at the black-eyed, black- haired baby in my arms.
It was then that I awoke to my alarm clock.
Now I'm in first period, art class, walking towards Sasuke Uchiha who was cleaning his paintbrushes at the sinks. I had the intent of actually meeting him, and it was my dream that inspired me to do it. Not that I had the intention of having his baby…
I mean, it's been three weeks since the first day of school and he's in three of my classes.
So I took a deep breath, went to the sink beside him, and started washing my brushes.
"Hi," I said, and angled my body towards him. He just glanced in my direction with a bored expression, then continued cleaning his brushes as if he hadn't heard me.
"Um, I'm Sakura." I only had one brush to clean, so after drying it off with paper towel, I leaned on the counter and waited for a response.
No response came.
"I'm, uh, in your Biology and Spanish class too."
Still no response.
"Well, I just wanted to say hi…. Uh, I guess it's a little too late for a 'welcome'. Heehee."
He finished cleaning his brushes, turned the tap off, and leaned on the counter almost mimicking my position. We stood there for what seemed like forever- I had a hard time preventing myself from letting my jaw drop and drooling at his perfect face and body- I had never been this close to him before. He then closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Sakura," he said slowly.
My heart was about to burst out of my rib cage when he said my name. His voice was so much more amazing than what I had imagined it to be.
When he opened his eyes there was a trace of annoyance in them, "You're leaning on the paper towels."
I looked down, and indeed my elbow was on the paper towels. Oops.
"Oh, uh, woops!" I giggled nervously and blushed furiously. He just continued to stare at me with this passive, slightly annoyed expression. I manoeuvred myself away from the table and gave a small, "Bye" before scampering back to my work. Shit, shit, shit! Way to go, Sakura.
Sasuke's POV
Fucking Fangirls.
The Uchiha closed the door of his Maserati Diablo and inconspicuously gave the hood of his favourite car a small pat before being swarmed by squealing idiots. One in particular followed him almost everywhere.
"Sasuke!" the red-head shrieked, as he passed by. He knew her, even from before this school. He hadn't minded her before- that was because prior to his move she was what he could have called an acquaintance, maybe even a friend (or as close to a friend as Sasuke would have her). But she had changed- he had changed.
"Karin" he answered back, maybe just to make her day, maybe just to make her shut up and leave him alone.
"Sasuke!" she squealed this time and the others around her groaned in jealously.
Nope- it was only Karin that had changed.
Tuning out the shrieks and giggles he roughly- but smoothly (always smoothly)- pushed his way through the crowd to the doors of the school where (unfortunately) he was greeted by a very loud "HEY!"
How he spent a summer and almost a month with such an idiot, he doesn't really know.
Sasuke answered by coolly raising an eyebrow.
"You coming tonight?!" Naruto replied.
Sasuke just stared at him, hoping that the blonde idiot would get the hint that he had no idea what he was talking about.
Finally it "clicked."
"Oh! Right! There's a party at the Sabaku's- they've got a fucking pool and everything! You comin'?!"
Again Sasuke just stared before giving a small smirk and walking through the doors. Why wouldn't he go to the party? Who in the right mind would pass up the chance at getting completely hammered? Plus, he hadn't gotten laid in a considerate amount of time.
'And it's not like it'll be hard' he thought while shaking of some girl trying to hold his hand. Probably Karin.
To Sasuke, art class was absolutely pointless. It was odd though, how he cared so little about it, but was actually very talented at it (while the rest of the people in the class only take the course because they know it's a slacker period). Currently he was surrounded by a group of people who's voices he tuned out, and was discreetly sketching in his sketchbook.
The woman in the sketch was smiling gently, with long locks of hair framing her face. Most of the detail though, was in her eyes. They had a certain sheen that made her look as though she was about to cry.
"Ah, Sasuke. May I speak with you for a moment?" Ms. Lunids mellowed out over the crowd surrounding him. Sasuke set down his sketchbook and reluctantly followed her out of the classroom to the hall.
"Dear Sasuke," started Ms. Lunids.
Sakura's POV
I wouldn't say I'm a talented artist, nor would I say I'm absolutely horrible. I'm kind of half-way in between- good enough to get good marks, but not good enough to actually take art seriously. Sometimes though, I wish I was really good at drawing, so I wouldn't be in the predicament I 'm in now. Because in the picture I was drawing, I couldn't get the arm right. I was drawing some random person out of my imagination and her arm was unproportionate. I was getting very annoyed because I'd draw the arm wrong, erase it, and try again. But each time I tried, the paper would get thinner and thinner, making it messy and harder to draw. And then my pencil broke, heightening my frustration. I took a couple of deep breaths to control my inner self – who wanted to scream- then stood up to go sharpen my pencil.
I hate manual sharpeners- they take so long to sharpen- and that means you are standing beside the sharpener looking like an idiot because you've been standing there for a long time. So as I'm turning the handle, waiting for my pencil to become sharp, I looked around the room to see if anyone was watching me idiotically sharpening my pencil. That's when I noticed Sasuke's document journal, without Sasuke around it. I was tempted to look at it- I mean, it was open, alone, and only two feet away from me, so I took a quick peak. But there was so much detail that a quick peak wasn't enough. So I abandoned my pencil and, after quickly making sure no one was looking, took a more thorough peak. And by thorough I mean walking over, angling the book towards me, then looking through the whole thing
WOW.
It was really good. I mean REALLY GOOD. The picture on the current page was of a woman (very pretty if I might add) with long blonde hair and a small smile. Her eyes were stunning. So much detail was put into them.
I flipped a couple of pages back to look at the other drawings he had done. They were also absolutely amazing as well. Maybe he is just one of those people who are insanely perfect at everything they do.
The first sketch I looked at was of a little girl, probably about five years old. She was sleeping on a couch with a stuffed cat in her hand and looked very similar to the blonde woman.
The second one I looked at was of a blonde haired man working on the wheel of what seemed to be a Maserati Diablo.
The third picture I looked at was of a woman with dark eyes and dark hair. Actually, it was overall a pretty dark picture. But it was also the most beautiful. I don't know why that picture was so unbelievably beautiful, but I couldn't take my eyes off of it- until I felt a presence looming over my shoulder and I turned around.
"Woah, that's amazing- did you do that?" the boy, another student in the class, asked.
"Me? Oh, um, no it's not mine I just-" I flushed, and as I tried to explain, another person looked over.
"Oh my god, did you do that?" they asked.
"No," I replied, getting nervous over all of the sudden attention I brought to myself and the sketchbook, "it's not mine, um, it's Sas-"
"Hey! That's Sasuke's!" another exclaimed.
And that was basically the beginning of the end. Once Sasuke's name was mentioned it took a bare minimum of 5 seconds for everyone in the class to be crowded around me and the sketchbook, 'ooh'ing and 'aah'ing and trying to get their hands on the apparent prized possession that I had in my hands. And since it was my fault this whole ordeal began, I felt that it was my duty to protect the object that had started it all, which meant trying for dear life to keep the sketchbook from slipping out of my grasp as others tried to take a hold of it. But I knew I was doomed when I looked through the grappling hands and shoving bodies at Hinata, still sitting at our table- her eyes weren't on the chaos surrounding me, they were on the door. Or rather, the person standing at the door.
—Sasuke—
"And that is why I want your work to be in the upcoming show." Finished Ms. Lunids. Sasuke hadn't really been listening. He paid just enough attention though, to get the gist of it: Art Show.
"So? What do you say?" she continued. Sasuke would laugh at her eagerness, but instead gave a small nod (laughing wasn't his thing) before heading for the door, followed by an over excited art teacher.
As he approached the door he could hear excited chatter coming from within the room, and upon entering, he found an unexpected scene. First of all, the moment he passed through the doorway the noise level diminished intensely, second, a crowd that had surrounded his seat dispersed, and third, it left a very stressed pink headed girl. He recognized her as the one who leaned on the paper towels- the girl from a couple of days ago, who tried to talk to him.
'Fucking paper towel girl." He thought as he made his way towards her.
The girl's back was facing him, her body alert, though only after she saw the shadow looming over her did she turn around.
Paper towel girl gave a small squeak of surprise (and embarrassment) and almost dropped the book in her hands- a book that just so happened to belong to him.
His sketchbook- and by the condition it was in now, it looked as frazzled as the girl before him.
Sasuke's eyes darkened.
"I-" she struggled for something to say, her mouth opening and closing fruitlessly. She rambled a few sentences before realizing that Sasuke didn't give a shit as to what she was saying, and then her chin trembled. "I'm sorry," she strained, before running back to her seat, letting the book clatter onto the chair. Trying not to care too much about the incident, Sasuke took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. That was until he saw the damage done to his sketchbook.
The sheets were bent and crumpled, his sketches were smudged and a page was even messily torn out.
"Fucking…" he started, inhaling another breath, but letting it go in a frustrated sigh- he couldn't make a scene, and he couldn't let the issue go, with all eyes on him the only thing he could do was leave. So he did, shoving his sketchbook into his bag and slinging it over his back. He didn't storm out, but his anger was channeled into every swift step he took in the hallway, not even stopping for his teacher who, bewildered by his hasty pace, called out "Sasuke? Where are you going?"
Having reached the fresh air of outside his shoulders relaxed and his fleet turned into a steady saunter. As he turned a corner into the back field, and another to behind the dumpster, he slipped his backpack from his shoulder and flung it sharply against the metal of the disposer, right beside where an intoxicated Gaara sat. Internally grateful, he took the joint offered to him by the red-head, and took the same path as his backpack. Now usually he wouldn't be near the eyeliner wearing freak, but he was useful for certain… substances.