Insert Standard Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine
Note: The plot isn't mine as well. (Cries) This is a sasusaku version of the Korean hit movie of 2001 entitled "My Sassy Girl" starring the angelic Jeon Ji-Hyun and the award-winning Cha Tae-Hyun. The major plot and scenes and dialogues are from the movie, however, changes are made, by me, of course to suit and keep them referring to Sasuke and Sakura in character.
ENJOY!
My sasusaku version of
My Sassy Girl
Written by Purpleblush017
When she woke up from her sweet and not to mention drunken slumber, she was on the floor and I was on the bed. How we managed to swap positions, is a mystery I dare not want to solve. She stared at time and space for a minute before she sat up and brushed her messy pink hair using her candle-like fingers.
"What time is it?" she suddenly asked, filling up the silence between us.
I glanced at my watch and sat up straight. "Eleven thirty." I winced at a sudden realization—I already missed two classes.
She stretched her hands and mewled like a cat. "Tootbrush."
I didn't know why, but my hand automatically reached for the free untouched toothbrush on the table and gave it to her. She ripped it open and asked for a glass and toothpaste which I handed her. She then proceeded to the small bathroom with a transparent wall and started brushing her teeth.
As odd as it may seem, waking up from another 'drag the wasted girl to a cheap motel'—that's how we started.
. : Tatlo : .
Attendance time.
"Uzumaki Naruto?" Gai-sensei called out, focusing on the attendance sheet.
Snicker. "I'm here, I'm here!" there was a 'cut-bowl sensei' mock at the end but it was suppressed that it came out mostly like a fart. Uchiha Sasuke who sat next to him only smirked knowingly. He regarded the blonde—Naruto—the ultimate moron.
"Uchiha Sasuke?"
Said raven-haired male looked up and replied: "Hn."
It earned a nasty frown on the teacher's face. "Where's the fire of youth in you!? Answer with your lungs stretched out!" There was a fit of laughter which erupted inside the classroom. It was probably because their College professor stood up and revealed his green spandex, "Say it with me, 'I'M HERE!'." which he was enjoying for he glided and twirled with background music and all that shit.
"Sensei, Sasuke-teme's lungs are already stretched out as it is!" Naruto managed to say in between his laughter. "And the stick stuck up in his ass isn't helping out either!"
Sasuke shot a glare at his seat mate and run a direct hit on Naruto's shin.
"Unleash your feisty youth, Uchiha! Sing to your heart's content! Say it out loud! Say it proud! 'I'M HERE'!" his not-so professional-professor pressed on.
Sasuke inhaled a deep breath and started, "I'm—"
SLAM!
Somebody entered the room, all heads attuned to the new comer, who suspiciously have the same green eyes and the same pink hair of that same wasted girl.
"—doomed." He finished as the said woman graciously walked up to Sasuke's front and smiled. She then pushed Naruto out of his chair and sat down. Everyone was silent, even Naruto, the loudmouth of the class was shocked, still on the floor.
Until she raised her hand and asked the teacher. "Sensei, isn't it time for break?"
Cut-bowl spandex-wearing sensei scratched his head, "We were just taking attendance right now and," he stopped as he felt the menacing aura she emitted. "your fiery youth is so unhampered!" he paused and grinned along with a matching guy-sensei-thumbs-up pose. "Sure! Let's take a break! And I'll just take a swift leak!" he said and went outside, looking for Kakashi to engage in a pissing contest.
Haruno Sakura shifted her gaze from the teacher to the dashing man beside her. The way she smiled was so serenely and innocently that he didn't expect the next few lines to come out from her lips. "Let's ditch class."
Sasuke raised a fine eyebrow at her. "You, woman, are impossible."
"No," She huffed indignantly and flicked her hair. "I'm actually the devil's advocate." There was a threatening smile plastered on her face. "Will you go or not?"
He looked ahead, avoiding her gaze because he knew he can be tempted easily and all she had to do was— "You!" he spat out. "Don't touch me there!"
She frowned and blew a strand of hair blocking her eyes. "Hey, Mr. Macho, it's not me." she showed her two hands and pointed the one which was touching his –erhm— and that hand connected to the body of…
"Naruto!" Sasuke screeched, almost un-manly.
Nervous laugh. "I didn't mean it! I was just trying to get your attention!"
"Nice one!" Sakura gave him a wink, "you got it alright and a whole lot more! Tell me, was it big? Or was it really, really big?" Insert big goofy malicious grin.
He tore his Ultra mega Wega Glare from the blonde fox boy to the angel in disguise woman beside him. "What're you doing here? This is not your class." He gave the emphasis. "Go back where you came from."
She pouted so cutely that the people who was watching the whole ordeal was now captivated and totally rooting for her. Who cares about the Uchiha genius? There's one hot piece of babe right there!
"You wound me deep, honey." Was her famous last words as she slowly and dramatically exited the class. There was something sarcastic and threatening underlying in her words, Sasuke thought as he felt a chill run down his spine.
When the pink-haired girl was out of earshot, the majority of the males went to Sasuke's way and started asking:
"Who's she? She's so hot!"
"Did that mean you two broke up? So, she's free, right?"
"Was she good?"
All was silenced when he grunted which at the same time Gai-sensei entered looking torn between shock and happiness. "Ugh, Uchiha?" he called out and Sasuke raised his hand. "You're excused. Go home."
The brooding man stood up minutely. He had an itching feeling this has something to do with her. His world stopped when his professor said (youthfully): "If you can, raise it together."
When he stepped out of the room and reached the hallways, he saw her waiting impatiently as she twirled her long pink hair. As she saw him walking up to her with a dangerous glare, she smiled at him. "It worked."
"What worked?" he suddenly asked and gripped her slender arm.
Sakura rolled her green eyes. "I said I was pregnant and if you didn't come out right this second, I will abort your baby."
Smile.
Twitch.
Smile.
Twitch.
Smile.
Sasuke turned around, heading back to the classroom. "They got it all wrong! Wrong!" he yelled but was pointless for he was tugged along in Sakura's vice-like grip down the stairs, outside the school campus and to Disney Land.
She was definitely the Devil's advocate.
Despite her appearance, she did have a hobby. As nerve-wrecking as it was, Sasuke was her guinea pig. He was the one who had to suffer all the things she did on the 'trial' department.
"This is stressful." He said blatantly.
She smiled at him and pinched him, which stung like poison. "We're in the park, feel the serenity and peace." She paused and pointed out a fist. "So read."
Yes, that hobby of hers—of all the things to choose from—it was writing. Her writing which she forcefully makes Sasuke read.
Sasuke rubbed his temples and started reading.
And it—the story went like this:
The time span was where ninjas and clan lords reigned. A ninja wearing a wolf mask was kidnapped and taken to the future. So the lover of the kidnapped traveled time and space just to save him.
Bang! Bang!
Insert shuriken and kunai projectiles.
Insert high-tech guns and laser thingy which the protagonist miraculously avoided.
So in the end, the woman saved his lover from death. The end.
"Shouldn't they kiss in the end?" Sasuke asked, walking side by side with the author of the story he just read.
She pouted and began twirling her hair. "It's an action movie not some sappy romance."
Sasuke shrugged. "People are melodramatic. That's why they love Romeo and Juliet and the like." He paused and thought for a second before he continued, "You know that drama series people always talk about? Where somebody died, she asked that she'd be buried with the clothes of her lover." He pocketed his hands.
"You're too stereotypic." She accused. "I want to be different." She licked her lips. "If I was given a chance, I'd change that drama to: she died, and she'd ask them to bury her with her lover—dead or alive." She sighed. Her shoulders slumped and looked at him straight in the eye. "Isn't that sad?"
Sasuke looked at her with unwavering amusement, "Are you high?"
They were standing on the small port of the river.
She was surveying it with full comprehension. She tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Do you think it's deep?" she asked, still focused on the water below her.
Sasuke stood close to her, on high alert. "Hn," he replied as he contemplated on reaching out and yanking her away from the edge or not.
She glanced at him, past her shoulders. With the aid of the wind, the way she looked—her innocent and curious look, her flowing cotton-candy-like hair, and her tempting, luscious lips curled into a smile—was all magical to him and he wished that he could stop time and capture this moment, her look forever.
"Do you know how to swim?" she turned around, facing him.
Sasuke frowned. "Why would—?"
SPLASH!
Sasuke jumped in with only one thing in his mind: save her.
In the silent moment of wriggling my hands and my legs to go further into the water, I was torn between awe and something I can't quite point my finger on. I was in awe because I dived into the water, unconsciously at that, with a task I couldn't believe I would do: saving a life.
The aftermath didn't matter to me. The question that'll soon plague my mind was out of my mind's borders.
Instead, I was focused on reaching that fragile body, falling deeper.
I wanted to reach her hand and pull her from this suffocating environment and put her in a place where she can smile whole heartedly.
I wanted to save her, the damsel in distress.
But who would have thought that saving someone un-savable would be such a mess?
She huffed for air, for life.
"Wow, it really is deep!"
He gripped her shoulder tighter for assurance, for safety.
"And you really are suicidal."