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THE BEAUTIFUL AND THE DAMNED
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters- and I don't own the song or lyrics 'She Moves In Her Own Way' by the Kooks either. :)
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She Moves In Her Own Way
"It's not about your make-up,
Or how you try to shape up,
To these tiresome paper dreams."
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Sakura really wanted to say that she woke up the next morning to beautiful sunshine rays peeking through the curtains, and everything else.
In reality, she woke up to the harsh ringing sound of her alarm clock signaling that she had overslept. It was one of those days in which her eyes would not open no matter how hard she tried- and she spent half of her morning stumbling around the house with her eyes glued shut. She was positive that she broke more than three objects, but she couldn't be bothered to check.
The cold air that poured in when she opened the window to her room indicated that winter was right around the corner. It was the end of November now- she wished the end of December would hurry up and come, so she could enjoy the snow and her favorite holiday of the year.
She hurriedly put on her school uniform, making sure her skirt was at a decent length and that her tie was straight before she stumbled out of her small, humble apartment. Still feeling sleepy and dazed, she made her way into the busy street, trying not to be too disoriented.
"Sakura-chan!"
A loud voice interrupted her out of her daze. She whirled around in surprise, not used to being called in such a familiar way first thing in the morning. Not even Sai called her with a suffix- and he was the closest friend she had. She was met with the same blond haired boy who had tried to befriend her on the previous day; the boy frantically ran to catch up with her, waving at the same time. His face wore a big yet cautious grin as he finally approached her, heavily out of breath.
Remembering the events from the previous day, she was about to ignore him and walk away- when she spotted the familiar raven haired boy walking behind the blond.
"I wanted to apologize for yesterday." Naruto panted, catching up to her while giving her a hesitant smile. "Our friend Gaara has some kind of grudge against you for some reason, and he isn't very good at expressing his anger." He hoped this excuse would be good enough. They had spent all night trying to come up with a decent story, but there weren't many valid excuses when it came to a man pulling out a gun on you for no apparent reason.
"Are you kidding me?" Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Isn't good at expressing his anger? That doesn't even begin to describe it! Have you ever thought of sending him to the mental ward or something?"
"Don't worry, I told him that you lost your memory three years ago, so he understood." Naruto rushed, hoping he sounded convicing. "He won't be attacking you again any time soon."
"Should he even be carrying around a gun?" She asked, her suspicion still lingering.
"He has a license for that, don't worry." Naruto tried to explain. "His hobby is hunting." Sasuke wished he could've slapped his friend on the back of the head- it was obvious that the gun Gaara had used had absolutely nothing to do with hunting, but Sakura seemed to buy it. He was glad that she had no real knowledge about guns, or their lie would have been immediately exposed.
"Well then he should be careful if he doesn't want to lose that license." She muttered under her breath, glaring at nothing in particular. "Seriously, I could report him to the police for that."
"And we're really grateful you didn't!" Naruto exclaimed. "Anyways Sakura-chan, my name is Uzumaki Naruto! I didn't get a chance to introduce myself yesterday. Thanks for the sandwich too, it was really good."
She stared at him for a second, trying to analyze if he was an idiot or not. "You're not going to ask me about what you saw yesterday?" She asked him, her eyes narrowing down into a frown. Any normal person would have been absolutely terrified at her unusual display of power. She had honestly expected him to bombard her with questions... unless he was perfectly aware of the fact that she wasn't a normal person.
"I thought you'd be uncomfortable talking about it." Naruto admitted, looking a bit sheepish as they walked towards the school. Sakura cast a brief look behind her to see if the raven haired boy was following them- he was right behind her. "I mean honestly, I thought it was totally awesome! It's like you have superpowers or something! But I want to become good friends with you too, so I didn't want to be too blunt about it."
She eyed the blond boy, who was looking at her with sparkling cerulean blue eyes. His words were definitely unconvincing, but there was something about the look in his eyes that told her she could trust him. She sighed, deciding to give him a chance- after all, it had been the red haired guy to attack her, not him. It wasn't his fault if his friend was psycho, and she was all too aware about having psychotic friends.
"Right, thanks, Naruto-san." She hesitantly said, his name feeling awkward on her lips. She wasn't used to calling other people by their names before. She didn't really bother making much friends at school- Sai was really all she needed.
He surprised her by slapping her on the back. "Don't call me Naruto-san, it sounds like we're total strangers!" He said with a grin. It took her a bit of willpower to stop herself from mentioning that they pretty much were total strangers. "Just call me Naruto."
"Hey!" A voice called out as they reached the school gates. Sakura recognized him as one of the new transfer students that had joined her class alongside Naruto. He flashed them a grin, showing off his canine teeth that almost sparkled in the sunlight. "Next time you're going to run away from me Naruto, at least tell me where you're going!" He barked, his words playful.
"Sorry Kiba," Naruto said, scratching the back of his head. "I met my friend Sakura-chan though! Sakura-chan, this is the loud and arrogant Inuzuka Kiba. Kiba, this is Sakura-chan, one of the girls from our class!"
An irritated look flashed through the brunette's eyes. "I remember." He said curtly, his grin quickly disappearing. "She's the girl who thought it would be funny to pick on the new guys on their first day."
Naruto didn't like the direction in which this encounter was going. Damn that Kiba- and he had just managed to befriend her too! They were never going to get anywhere with Gaara trying to kill her 24/7 and Kiba being completely rude. Once again, the timid Sakura morphed into the mocking girl wth a superior complex. She sneered at him, looking highly displeased.
"Says the guy who thinks it's badass to tattoo two red triangles on his cheeks." She shot back, looking agitated. Naruto gulped- she had no way of knowing that the two tattoos on his face were actually markings that tied him to the clan he had abandoned long ago. They were the only things that linked him to the Inuzuka clan- and they had always been a sensitive subject for the twenty year old boy.
Naruto watched in horror as a sly smirk overcame Kiba's face.
"I don't blame Gaara for wanting to kill you." He told her casually, his smirk widening as her eyes widened.
"Kiba stop-" Naruto tried to interrupt his friend, but Kiba was on a roll now.
"You must have been a terrible girlfriend. After all, you did betray him for his best friend, Rock Lee."
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"You must have been a terrible girlfriend."
Sakura sat in the cafeteria for the first time in months, thoughtlessly nibbling on her sandwich as her eyes darted towards the redhead who had been distracting her the whole morning.
He was a bit taller than her, being the shortest out of his group. His flaming tousled hair was a shade of ruby red, and his dark green eyes were a similar shade to hers. He really didn't look that bad- he was quite handsome if you looked at him properly. He might have actually been dateable if he wasn't so mental.
A light blush overcame her cheeks as Kiba's words repeated in her head. She had never really thought of dating and boys that much- she had been more of a social outcast in these past three years, Sai being the only one to keep her company. Sai didn't like big crowds as much as she didn't, and she had never even once thought about him in that way.
She was jolted out of her thoughts when the redhead's eyes caught her gaze for a fleeting second. Embarrassed, she immediately turned away from him, her heart beating loudly against her ribcage at the anxiety of being caught.
"You're acting strange today." Sai said, snapping her out of her daze. He sat across from her, his food lying untouched on the table. He never ate lunch unless he had to- Sakura would usually head towards the rooftop to eat her lunch in peace, while he would head over to the art room to work on his sketches.
"Sorry." She gave him an apologetic smile. "I'm just a bit distracted today."
Sai had been by her side for as long as she could remember. He had been the only one to visit her in the hospital after her accident, claiming to be her friend from school. She had been grateful- no one else had visited her since her amnesia. She sometimes felt guilty for not being able to remember who he had been to her before- but he didn't pressure her and just silently stayed with her no matter what. She was fine with that.
He was a person with few words and honest opinions. He wasn't talkative, but his sole presence was enough to comfort her throughout her school days. By staying by her side, he was making himself victim to all the bullying that had been directed towards her- people would avoid them like the plague, for reasons she couldn't understand.
He was a unique individual- she had never seen him display any extreme emotions, such as sadness or anger. He often smiled though- but deep inside she privately thought that his smile never seemed to reach his eyes.
But in the end- Sai was the only one she could trust.
"What do you think of the new guys in our class?" She tried to make her voice sound casual, but she was sure he saw right through her facade- he always did. He could read her as easily as one could read a children's book. He glanced at the group of boys sitting a couple of tables away from them, before looking back at her.
"They're interesting." He curtly said, raising a delicate eyebrow at her question. "Could it be that you've reached that stage in which girls go looking for boyfriends and romances? What happened to Idate?"
"N-no way!" She quickly spluttered, pretty sure that she wasn't convincing anybody. She could feel the blood rush to her cheeks. "I was just asking." She said, avoiding his eyes. "Nothing more." She hated the way his smile seemed to tease her. "And speak for yourself! Aren't you at the age when boys are supposed to go girl-crazy?" As if to prove her point, she glanced over towards a group of boys who were giggling quite girlishly at a raunchy magazine in front of them.
Sai followed her gaze. "I don't need anyone else." He flatly said with a smile. She was sure that his words didn't have any deeper meaning to them, but someone who didn't know Sai well could have misunderstood.
And Karin chose that very moment to walk by their table.
"Is the wannabe Picasso finally confessing his love to the pink haired transvestite?"
Haruno Sakura fact #7: Sakura absolutely loathed Karin. With a passion. The girl with the obnoxious fake hair had been a pain in Sakura's backside for as long as she could remember. It was as if Karin had made it her personal goal to make Sakura's high school years into a living hell, just for the fun of it. Over time, Sai became an equal victim to Karin's bullying, even if Sakura found it quite obvious that the red haired girl found her best friend physically attractive.
Sakura promptly ignored her, knowing that this would infuriate Karin.
However Sai could not stop himself. "Could you please get out of my line of vision? I don't appreciate looking at ugly girls for too long." He politely said, as Sakura tried to stifle her giggles. Another thing she loved about Sai was that the boy was brutally honest, no matter who the other person was.
"Karin, your brown roots are becoming longer than your hideous fake nails. You might want to go schedule an appointment with the hairdresser to recolor your dreadfully faux hair instead of bothering us," Sakura said, looking more interested in her half eaten sandwich. She couldn't help it- Karin was just asking for it.
Karin let out an angry snarl, slamming her hands onto the table. "You better take that back." She hissed furiously. Sakura hoped that the red haired girl would leave them alone in the next three minutes or she would not be able to be held accountable for her following actions. The cafeteria quieted down as a few people turned to listen in on the oncoming argument.
"Or what?" Sakura said dryly, rolling her eyes.
Her heart dropped as Karin coyly smiled, holding up a familiar object in her hands. It was Sai's sketchbook- the only thing Sakura had seen him treasure over the years. For everything Sai couldn't express in words, he did through his art. He was the most naturally talented artist Sakura had ever seen in her life- his drawings and sketches were so breathtaking that she expected them to come to life within seconds. Despite using most of the blank canvases in the art room for his hobby, there was one particular leather-bound sketchbook that he always carried around with him.
She had seen the way in which he gingerly held the book as if it was his biggest treasure. She had peeked at some of the drawings sometimes as well- it was full of sketches of a younger version of himself with another boy at his side. They were the only drawings in which he incorporated himself into. She never asked and he never explained- it was fine that way. Some things were meant to stay secret.
But here it was, held in Karin's dirty claws as if it was a piece of trash. Sakura had to restrain herself in order to not tear her to pieces right there and then.
"I'll give it back to you if you get on your knees and beg for forgiveness." Karin said smugly, looking straight at the pink haired girl. Sakura glanced at Sai, who looked highly unaffected by all the events that were unfolding right in front of him. His smile stayed put, and his eyes betrayed nothing. "If you don't, I'll burn it right in front of your eyes." Karin added, pulling out a lighter from her pocket.
Sakura couldn't stop herself this time. "Karin, I swear to god I'll tear you to pieces if do anything to that sketchbook." She ferociously snapped, standing up. The cafeteria was quiet now, as everyone's attention was on the two girls. "Give it back right now and I'll let you leave unscathed."
Karin scoffed at her. "What are you going to do? Throw paintbrushes at me?"
"I would appreciate it if you could give me back my sketchbook." Sai finally spoke up, his smile unwavering. "I will not resort to violence against a girl, but I cannot vouch the same for my friend here."
Sakura knew it was his way of giving her permission to beat the crap out of the redhead girl.
"Too bad then." Karin said, and before anyone could stop her, she lit the book on fire.
It took less than a second for Sakura's green irises to melt into a shade of blood red. Sai was smart enough to move out of the way as she pushed the table away, sending it flying against the wall. It broke immediately within impact, sending random pieces of food and plastic flying all over the room. Karin didn't even have time to turn away before Sakura grabbed her by the neck, holding her body an inch above the ground.
"Apologize right now." Sakura hissed, revealing a set of dangerously sharp fangs protruding from her lips. "Did you think I was kidding when I said I'd tear you to pieces?" Karin's face began to turn red from the lack of oxygen as she thrashed around against the wall. Sakura's grip was almost like steel. It would take less than a second for her to snap that delicate little neck.
"Sakura."
At the back of her mind, she distinctly heard Sai call her name, but she ignored it. "You better get on your knees and lick Sai's shoes, you piece of trash." She snarled at the frightened girl in her hands. "Do it or I won't hesitate to snap your neck in two." She threw Karin onto the ground, as the latter helplessly coughed and spluttered for air on the floor.
"Sakura, let's just go." Sai said, grabbing her hand. "Everyone's watching you." Her eyes snapped up, turning green again as she saw that everyone in the cafeteria was indeed now staring at her in fear and awe. Sai gently grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway towards his sanctuary- the art room. He made sure she was seated comfortably on one of the stools before locking the door behind him.
"You can't be reckless." He slightly scolded her, observing the burnt ages of his notebook. "You'll get into trouble if you show that side of you in front of so many people." She refused to look at him as she intently glared at her feet.
"But she was burning your sketchbook." Sakura stubbornly said. He sighed, patting her on the head.
"My sketchbook is fine, don't worry about it." Sai told her, looking highly unaffected. "It was my mistake to bring it to school so carelessly. I should just keep it at home."
"I hate her." Sakura said, looking unhappy.
"I dislike her as well." Sai said calmly. "But you can't kill someone so easily. You have to learn to be patient. You'll be graduating in less than a year, and by then I won't be able to always stand by your side to stop you."
She knew that they were the same age, but sometimes she felt completely immature in comparison to Sai. He was the one to always reel her anger back in when she lost her head. They got along great when it came to verbally dissing someone- Sai's brutal honestly was hilarious at times.
She wondered what she would do when they would finally be forced to part.
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There was no sunshine and no wonderfully warm weather, but Sakura decided to skip class anyways and head towards the roof. After her run in with Karin, she wasn't looking forward to seeing the rest of her classmates' faces.
"Are you always that violent?"
Her eyes snapped open at the interruption. She looked up to see the same mysterious boy who had talked to her last night in front of the school gates- Uchiha Sasuke. She didn't bother to acknowledge him as she shut her eyes once again, hoping to find the sleep that had been robbed from her.
She heard him walk towards her, as he too sat down on the cold floor barely a meter away from her. She cracked an eye open once again to observe the boy who looked just as bored as she was.
She smirked at him. "Maybe. I guess you won't know until you piss me off, right?" He stayed quiet. "Is it really a good idea for a transfer sutdent to skip class on his second day of school?" She asked him, slightly raising an eyebrow.
"Are you sure that a student with as many absences as you should be skipping class?" He asked her calmly, promptly shutting her up. "I thought the roof would be a decent choice. Most of the girls seem scared of coming up here."
She didn't bother to tell him that his fangirls were probably scared to come up here because she was there.
They both basked in the silence for a couple of minutes, not speaking to each other.
"If you have something you want to ask, just do it." Sasuke said impatiently, running a hand through his spiky hair. "It's annoying when you're just staring at me."
She felt her cheeks turn red once again. Had she been staring? She hadn't noticed at all. But he was right- there was something that had been bugging her all morning now, and here she had a perfect chance to find the answers to her questions.
"Is it true I used to date that guy named Gaara?" She blurted out, wincing at her bluntness. If he was surprised at her question, he didn't show it.
Sasuke had been anticipating this question for awhile now- after new information about Gaara and their target had emerged on the previous day, Shikamaru had spent all night trying to dig up information about their past. It was truly surprising how things could change within a few years- they had all been pretty shocked.
The Uchiha would never know how Gaara and the pink haired girl had managed to date. No matter how many times he thought it over, their personalities completely clashed. While Gaara was absolutely quiet and estranged from the rest of the world, Sakura was brash and spoke out her mind. They were both easily angered though- he was surprised that they hadn't killed each other off yet.
And Rock Lee? How did he fit into the equation? According to the information Shikamaru had dug up, the pinkette had dumped Gaara for their deceased member- something that was even more disturbing. Rock Lee was a great person at heart and everything- but he wasn't exactly voted the most popular man of the group, at least physically. Sasuke would never understand her.
"I don't think I'm the right person to ask." The Uchiha said stiffly. He stared into her emerald green orbs, wondering what they ever saw in both Gaara and Lee.
"Well Gaara isn't really all that willing to talk to me, is he?" Sakura said dryly, rolling her eyes. "Naruto is great and everything, but I have a feeling he'd lie to me or something, just to cover up for his friend. You're the only person I can ask right now." Her eyes softened. "All I want is to find out about my past. I don't know anything and Sai refuses to tell me."
"That doesn't make him a great friend." Sasuke said, frowning. Not that little pink haired girl's problems were any of his business. "Just forget about it. Is anything going to change if you find out about your past?"
It was ironic, hearing these words come out of his mouth. He was the one who lived his life based on the past- and maybe a part of him knew that the chance of her turning into someone like him if she found out about her life was high. Countless were the times in which he had wished to erase his memory, just so he could forget his painful past.
She looked thoughtful for a second, before sighing.
"Sakura?"
A new voice interrupted their silence as the door to the rooftop swung open. Both of them whirled around to look at Sai, who was not smiling for once.
"What are you doing with him?" He asked her, his face devoid of any emotion. Somehow, it was almost more disturbing than his smile. Maybe it was because it suited him so well. "I've been looking for you for awhile. Class was boring without you."
"I just needed a break from everybody else." She sighed, leaning back.
"Well school's over now, it's time to head home." He told her throwing her bag towards her direction. She caught it with ease, despite the heavy weight. "You should go home and get some rest. Tonight at eight, Sound."
Sasuke's raised an eyebrow in interest at the cryptic message. Sound was the name of the corporation that Orochimaru owned- this couldn't be a coincidence. He watched as the pink haired girl's expression hardened, the childish aura around her disappearing as she nodded in response.
"I'll be heading home first, Sasuke-san. It was nice chatting with you." She gave him a small smile, before getting up and heading towards her close friend.
Before he knew what he was doing, he found himself grabbing her small wrist in his hand as he quickly got up as well.
"Tonight." He said, ignoring the look of surprise on her face. "I want to watch a movie." She looked even more confused now. He sighed in frustration. "Come watch a movie with me. At six."
"Huh?" She said dumbly.
She was just so similar to Naruto at times.
"Don't expect me to come pick you up at home. I'll be waiting in front of the school gates at six, so make sure you're not late. And tell your friend not to look so constipated, I'll make sure you're back at the gates by eight. He can pick you up there."
She could only stare at him as he gave her a little smirk, making his way towards the stairs.
"And one more thing- don't call me Sasuke-san. It sounds too weird."
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"You're going on a DATE?"
Naruto's voice was loud enough on its own. When he resorted to screaming out loud in a confined space, it was absolutely deafening. Kiba winced, trying to smother his ears with two pillows. Sasuke quietly thanked god that there was only one Naruto in the world.
"And with none other than SAKURA-CHAN? B-but... why?" Naruto spluttered, looking completely lost.
"I told you dobe." Sasuke growled, starting to feel extremely irritated. "It's because she's doing something at eight with that friend of hers and I'm going to follow her right after I drop her off, so we don't lose sight of her." The blond still looked extremely unhappy. "What else do you want Naruto?" Sasuke asked, feeling extremely annoyed now.
"Can I follow?"
"No."
"Aw come on, please?"
"No."
"I'll do anything."
"No."
"Please?"
"No!"
"I'll do whatever you ask me to for an entire month!"
"Don't make that sound weird! I said no Naruto!"
"Oh come on, you know I'll follow you anyways."
"…"
"… please?"
That was it for the Uchiha's patience. He grabbed the object was nearest to him, which happened to be a book- and threw it at Naruto as hard as he could. Before it could hit its desired target, a hand reached out and caught it mid-air with no difficulty.
"No violence against fellow team members." Neji said calmly, setting the book back at its proper place. "And what's this I hear about a date Uchiha?" He smirked, clearly enjoying every second of Sasuke's irritation. "That would disprove my previous theory that you're homosexual."
"He scored a date with Sakura-chan tonight!" Naruto whined. "Why does he always get to have the good part in our missions?"
"I hate to defend Sasuke, but he's right." Neji said calmly, as Naruto's face fell. "You'd get too emotionally attached on a mission like this Naruto, it's best if you just keep your distance. We've never had a mission in which we've had to approach our target before. It would be best for people like you and Kiba to stay away."
We don't want you to end up like Lee.
Neji didn't say it but the unspoken words lingered heavily in the air.
"And who's to say that Sasuke-teme won't end up getting too attached to her?" Naruto argued weakly.
"Naruto, you know Sasuke better than all of us here- he's not the type of person to get attached to someone, especially a girl." Shikamaru told him, looking up from his laptop. He saw Naruto's crestfallen face and sighed. "But if it'll make you feel better, we can follow Sasuke while he goes on his 'date' to make sure that nothing bad happens."
Sasuke grit his teeth.
"Tch, how annoying."
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Sasuke was definitely not in a good mood.
To start things off, Sakura was late. He didn't want to sound like a conceited prick, but honestly; there were hundreds of girls who would die to go on a date with him, and she'd probably seen his fanatic horde of fangirls at school as well. And yet still she dared to be late to a date that he had invited her out on. It was already ten past six- if she didn't show up soon, the movie would start without them.
Secondly, the fact that Naruto and co. were somewhere hidden from view, spying on him irritated him very, very much. Not that he was nervous or anything- but he knew that Naruto would enjoy picking on everything about his 'date' when they would return home that night. He scoffed- it wasn't like Naruto had much experience with girls either.
He watched in slight amusement as the saw the tiny little girl run towards him from across the street, not even bothering to check sideways for incoming cars. She stopped in front of him, supporting herself against the wall as she tried to regain her breath.
"It's rude of you to order people around." She said disapprovingly, tucking a loose strand of pink hair behind her ear. "You could have at least asked, y'know? Sai almost threw a fit after you left. He'll kill me when he finds out I actually came to meet you."
He raised an eyebrow. "And why did you come?"
"W-what?" She spluttered in surprise at his question. He was just too direct for her to keep up with. "W-well because it's rude to keep people waiting! If I didn't show up, you probably would have waited for me for a while! And plus, it's cold outside!" He had to admit that it was interesting to watch her blabber when she was taken off-guard.
"You're interesting." He told her bluntly, a small smirk ghosting his lips. "You put up a front when you're with other people, acting all tough and strong, but deep down inside you're just a normal teenage girl."
A slight blush covered her cheeks, as she refused to meet his eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about." She mumbled, but she couldn't help but be secretly pleased at being called 'normal'. While many girls would have considered it an insult, to her it was one of the biggest compliments she could ever receive. It had been awhile since someone had last considered her 'normal'. "You've seen me. I can hardly be described as a normal girl." She said sullenly.
"You can stop bullets and your eyes become really weird sometimes." Sasuke stated. " So what? The only person I can see standing in front of me right now is an average teenage girl who blushes when she's given compliments and gets angry when teased."
"You're not freaked out by my powers?" She asked, her green eyes widening in surprise. "Most people at school think I'm a complete freak."
"'Freaked out' would be the wrong term to use." The Uchiha said slowly. "It's more like I'm intrigued. These kinds of things certainly don't happen every day- so why should I distance myself away?"
She didn't have an answer for him. Her emerald eyes silently sparkled at his words, a small smile playing around on her lips.
"We'll be late for the movie if we don't leave now." He said nonchalantly, taking her arm and dragging her down the street. She didn't miss the way in which many, many women shot her dirty looks- it was almost frightening. She stumbled over her own feet, struggling to keep up with his fast steps. It was hard to keep up with him when his legs were so long- she had never noticed how big the height difference between them really was.
Her heart felt warm as they made their way downtown, together.
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"You must be completely insane if you think I'm going to watch that movie with you."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "Don't be so childish." He said in an irritated voice. "Don't tell me you're scared of horror movies."
A couple of people stopped to observe them as she pulled away from his tight grip in front of the ticket stand. She ferociously glared at him, a determined look on her face. "Why do boys always enjoy watching violent and gory movies? Have you ever considered watching something like this?" She pointed at a movie poster with a couple staring into the romantic sunset.
He winced in disgust.
"No."
"Well I'm not watching some disgusting gory horror movie."
"And I'm not watching some sappy love story."
They both glared at each other- the tension between them could almost be cut with a knife.
Her shoulders finally slumped in defeat. "Fine, I'll let you win this time. But it's only because I have to meet Sai after this." Her glare deepened as his face relaxed into a satisfied winning smirk. She let go of his sleeve to let him buy tickets to the horror movie- something about zombies, no doubt.
"If it isn't Haruno Sakura."
Sasuke didn't miss the way in which Sakura visibly tensed up next time him as she recognized the voice. They were met by a tall blond boy, his hair a few shades lighter than Naruto's. His eyes were also blue, but while Naruto's eyes were more of an electric blue, this man's eyes were as cold as ice. He was perhaps a year or two older than Sasuke himself.
Once again, the innocent aura around Sakura immediately disappeared, replaced by an icily cold atmosphere. Her tone of voice was menacing when she spoke.
"Deidara."
"I'm honored to see that you haven't completely forgotten of my existance." The man named Deidara mockingly said, his grin widening. Sasuke wasn't one to judge on first impressions, but he definitely didn't like this man. At all. "Miss me much?" Deidara added teasingly, getting closer to her step by step.
"I missed you as much as I'd miss a foot up my ass." Sakura retorted crudely, giving him a sweet smile. Two could play at the game.
"Well aren't you sweet as always, love." Deidara smirked, patting her head.
"I thought I told you to never touch me again." She replied, her voice still sickeningly sweet. "It's quite disgusting."
A fake look of hurt overcame Deidara's face. "That's harsh," He said, lowering his voice. He eyed Sasuke with a sinister gaze. "Who's this, your new lover? What happened to loverboy Idate? Did you get bored of him and toss him away? Or maybe you're just cheating on him, hm?" He forced her to look up at him by grabbing her chin.
Blue clashed against green.
"Idate is still my boyfriend, for your information." She said, jerking her face away from him. "I'm just enjoying a day out with a classmate from school- not that it's any of your business." She cast a glance behind him. "I see you still haven't dumped your partners either."
Sasuke took advantage of the moment to observe the other two men standing stiffly next to the blond. At his left, a shorter yet still threatening red haired man was glaring at the Uchiha, his brown eyes deep and hollow. On the other side, stood a huge man- he had to be taller than two meters, Sasuke observed. He had pale blue skin and sinister, beady black eyes.
"The grown man who still plays with barbies and Fish-chan. How cute." Sakura acknowledged mockingly, earning a growl from the red haired boy.
"They are not barbies." He grit out. "They are killing puppets."
"Whatever helps you sleep better at night." Sakura carelessly said with a shrug, waving his statement away. "And Fish-chan! I believe you've gotten taller, haven't you? Have you been spending more time in your natural habitat? I believe it's good for your health as well!"
"Shut up Pinky." The blue-skinned man nicknamed 'Fish-chan' growled, his beady eyes narrowing into a glare full of murderous intent.
Sasuke grew tired of waiting in the sidelines. "Friends of yours, I assume?" The Uchiha asked, smirking at the dirty look Deidara was giving him. Sakura let out an exasperated sigh, stepping back to stand alongside Sasuke once again.
"Sasuke, meet my ex-best friends, Deidara, Sasori and Kisame."
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But you don't pull my strings
'Cause I'm a better man,
Moving onto better things.
Well uh oh, oh I love her because
She moves in her own way.
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A/N: Merry Christmas and lots of cookies to you all! I hope you liked my Christmas oneshot, 2119. Thanks for those who reviewed that too!