disclaimer: only in my dreams, sweetheart, only in my dreams. and kishi-chan! what the hell?! are you okay in the head?! (read the latest naruto chapters, you'll understand)
parings(s): sasusaku, shikaino, nejiten (maybe)


Airplane Notes
author; visionary dreams


Sakura looked around, bored.

Very, very, very bored.

Pouting slightly, the pinkette glanced towards the clock: 4:03.

'Damn,' Sakura mused, traveling her eyes to Sasuke who sat two seats down from her, staring out the window with his chin cupped in his hand. He looked like he was in a deep thought.

Sakura smiled, if she titled her head to the side a little bit, Sasuke looked kinda cute.

She blinked for a few moments, trying to register just what the hell was she thinking before she just shook her head, and such thoughts were erased from her mind. Sighing, Sakura gnawed on her bottom lip, and sweat dropped when she saw, Hatake Kakashi, the person who was supposed to be watching the two of them. But all the damned teacher was doing was reading that dumb book of his, while giggling like a little schoolgirl with a crush. Men. Honestly. She remember one time she caught Naruto and Sasuke in the eight grade hunched over that stupid book he was reading right now. She had chased them down with a stick.

'Dumbass,' Sakura thought with a roll of her eyes, and shrugged inwardly, if he wasn't watching them than they could do about anything they wanted.

Yay them.

Scrapping out her notebook and pen from before, Sakura quickly scribbled down something, and tossed it to Sasuke-- hitting him in the head.

Déjà vu anyone?

She smiled.

Sasuke glared.

Go to hell.

You're so mean to me!

You're the devil's spawn.

Yeah, well--

You can't even deny that. Pathetic.

I'm pathetic?! At least I don't spend an hour in the mirror every damn morning before I walk outside!

What? You actually thing I look this good naturally? Please, honey, it takes work!

.

Pretend you never saw that.

Will do!

Right… we're going to get caught, stop.

You stop!

Oh, c'mon, I didn't mean it!

Bastard!

.

I hate you!

Seriously? So, you'll stop bothering me, right? It's like a dream come true!

Bastard.

Annoying.

Asshole.

Bitch.

Duckass.

Aw, just look at you two! Just like a pair of lovebirds!

-twitch-

-glares-

So violent!

Hn…

-glares- LOVE BIRDS?! WE ARE NOT--

Will you shut up?

MAKE ME!

You really want me to do that?

Yes…! Wait-- that sounded wrong.

Aw, you two remind me of Kurenai and me, how sweet! Two bad both of you have another dentention tomorrow!

Annoying… look what you did.

I DID NOTHING!

Whatever keeps you asleep at night.

Bastard! I'm not talking to you anymore!

O, sweet Kami! Christmas has come early!

Oh…Shuddup.

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"I hate you sometimes," Sakura muttered, glancing at the tall boy on her left. Kami, he made her so mad sometimes, he was just so damn frustrating. They were both just leaving detention… after getting caught, and getting another detention, but it was allllllllll good.

"…Hn…"

Sakura rolled her green eyes, and whacked Sasuke in the back of his head. He was insufferable at times.

Glare. Twitch.

"What?" he snapped, damn, could he ever get rid of that annoying female?! He already had Naruto! He couldn't deal with both of them! Kami must hate him or something.

…Or maybe he just did something extremely horrible in his past life… Like, drowned a rabbit or something. Oh, the things Sasuke pondered in his free time.

Sakura pouted, looking up at him with wide puppy dog green eyes, "I need a ride home," she says, blinking innocently. Sasuke deadpanned.

Annoyance.

"Call Ino."

Pout.

"I can't!"

Twitch.

"…That's your problem."

"But, but, Sasuke-kun!"

Resist, Uchiha, Resist!

Sasuke's left eye twitched violently; Sakura tried to hold in her mischievous smirk.

"Fine," he growled, and Sakura smiled happily. "But you're paying for gas, and you have to babysit Naruto tomorrow," he added as an afterthought, twirling his keys around his forefinger, as they got to his car.

"Ooo Sasuke! Let me drive!"

"Hell no."

"Bastard."

"…Hn. Stop being annoying!"

"Oh, you know you love me!"

She never got an answer… maybe because if she looked closely enough she could see a dash of pink on his cheeks… Too bad she never noticed.

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TEMEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Do I ever get away from you and Sakura?

I'll take that as no; what the hell do you want, dobe?

What the hell were you doing with Sakura-chan around 5:30 yesterday afternoon?? ANSWER ME, BITCH!!

Hn…

I WILL HURT YOU!

I bet.

DON'T SASS ME, PUNK!

Hn…

HI GUYS!!

Help me…

SAKURA-CHAN!!

Uh, NARUTO??

HI!

Hey! So what are we discussing about?

..Nothing…

Er…

-snorts- Chicken.

DUCKASS!

Dobe.

BITCH.

Idiot.

Naruto and Sasuke sitting in a tree--

Eeew… Now I'm going to have nightmares, good going, annoying.

FIRST ALL, EW, SAKURA-CHAN!! SECOND, EW. Do you know how bony teme's ass is?! Third, it wounds my heart that you think of me in such way! AND LAST-- EW. EW. EW. That's like, worst than SAI and ME.

I'm not even going to ask how you know how bony Sasuke-kun's ass is…

Wait…

ASDFGHJKL;

-blinks- … Did I miss something?

-snorts- Obviously. Airhead.

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING AN AIRHEAD?!

Yeah, TEME! BASTARD.

For once, I agree!

YEAH! Wait… whut?

-rolls eyes- Idiots.

TEME.

DUCKASS.

From his seat in US History the young raven-haired teen rolled his eyes in exasperation, pausing to lean forward and smack Naruto in the head, and kicked the back of Sakura's chair before swiftly tossing the ball of paper in the trashcan a few feet away.

Hearing the sounds of: "Ow, TEME! FUCKING BASTARD!"

And, "HEY! Leave my bubble area alone!"

Let's not forget: "BRAT, HARUNO! QUIET!" from their crazy purple haired teacher.

Ah. Sasuke leaned in the back of his chair with a smirk.

Everything about today was just great.

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"Yo, Ino." Nara Shikamaru leaned forward to flick the back of the blonde's ear with a soft smirk, knowing it would probably aggravate her. Plus, he just liked seeing her ice blue eyes flare up with anger. If he was being honest, she looked kind of cute. But just kind of.

Said blond snapped her compact shut harshly, and with a nasty smile turned around in her chair with a violent, "What?!"

The lazy haired teen rolled his eyes, sighing, she also made everything troublesome for him, "Look, you practically know everything that goes around in this school, right?" he asks, looking down at his phone in his hand, snickering inwardly as he re-read his forward text from Kiba.

The head cheerleader rolled her eyes in annoyance, crossing her arms over her (small, damnnit) chest, giving her best friend a blank stare, "Yeah. So?" she popped her bubblegum, not even bothering to notice they were in class, but it's not like Asuma-sensei cared anyway. He just sat at his desk, snickering at them, and texting Kurenai-sensei. Him, her, and Kakashi-sensei had this love-triangle thing going on. What the hell, man? They're teachers.

Shikamaru send her a small smirk, holding up his black phone, shaking her out of her thoughts, "Than; are Sasuke and Naruto seriously 'with' each other?"

Ino could only gasped and stare in horror at the picture of the two passed out on a bed with their arms wrapped around each other practically bare as the day they were born.

From a few seats away; a certain pink haired girl smirked.

That'll teach Sasuke to stop being such an ass to her and kick the back of her chair! Invading her personal bubble anyone?

Yeah. She got her revenge, and she couldn't wait to see the look on their faces!

Oh, little Sakura was evil.

She had pink horns poking out of her head, didn't you know?


Ah! It's been such a long time, hasn't it?
Well, all I can say is that I'm sorry. The past couple of months haven't exactly been the greatest and we just had a sudden death in the family, so I'm pretty sure you can imagine.

Also, I seriously do not know where I'm going with this story. lol
It's mostly a feel-good story, though, with friendship, humor, and romance in between. ;D

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