Chapter 3! Yay! Hope I write this chap well…I've been juggling this and my sasuhina fic 'Gomennasai' so its been a little hard...but yerr...well see how we go!

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Inkunata watched the sensei they called Kakashi as he demonstrated how to perform various moves. She was trying not to be too nervous. The sensei performed such complicated and quick actions she found it hard to even watch him, let alone copy.

She was lucky, though. He had assured her she could just watch this lesson, and he would assign her someone to help. She asked who, and he said he wasn't sure yet, that he would help her himself if he could, but he was too busy. So Inkunata was stuck there, sitting down watching the other students mirror the sensei, and hoping he would assign Sasuke to help her.

The thought of Sasuke drew her attention to him. He copied Kakashi perfectly. His movements were flawless, and as usual any expression of any emotion was absent. He seemed to block out everything, and by now only he and three other students remained performing the moves Kakashi was showing them, while the others who had given up watched. For Sasuke, the girls cheered and gushed, while the boys looked on jealously.

Inkunata focused on his forearms as he moved. The muscles travelling through them were visibly tensing and relaxing, and his veins were noticeable, too. She looked at his face. A little sweat glistened off his forehead, slightly dampening his hairline, and his hair hardly moved except for the parts framing his face.

The class was over.

Inkunata sat where she was as the class filed out, and she spotted Sakura, the girl who liked Sasuke. She seemed to want to wait for him, but Kakashi was talking to him, so she reluctantly let a spiky blond lead her out.

Then Kakashi called Inkunata's name and she leapt up, walking to him. Sasuke watched her intently.

"…so I need you to help her."

Sasuke looked at the sensei. "You're joking."

"No, I'm quite serious, actually."

Sasuke made no further protest, and Inkunata felt like jumping up and hugging Sasuke, but she didn't. She sort of felt shy, now. How was she going to learn martial arts if she knew nothing about it? The closest she had ever come to any sort of coordination was ballet, but that didn't really count. And with Sasuke? It would be exciting for her to be with him, but he was moody, and she wondered how they would cope with each other.

They walked out of the gym onto the path in the cherry blossom garden. Inkunata stopped and looked at Sasuke. He noticed her halt and stopped as well, frowning. "What?"

"Are you upset?" she asked.

"About?"

"You know what about."

"Enlighten me."

She sighed. "Teaching me. Martial arts. Are you annoyed?"

He looked at the floor. "It depends. I don't know how seriously you're going to take this. If you're planning on mucking around and wasting my time, yeah. I'll be pretty pissed off."

Inkunata blinked. Well, he was blunt, but he hadn't said he was annoying about having to teach her. She smiled. "I'll be serious. I promise."

"I hope so," Sasuke said, looking into her eyes.

Inkunata couldn't help herself. She quickly leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on his cheek and began to jog away, smiling back at him.

"Thank you Sasuke-kun," she called back as he stared in slight shock.

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I hung out with my sister Hinata at lunch and found she was in my next class: History. I sat in my seat tiredly, holding my head up on my fist while the less-than-inspiring teacher wrote on the board. Until I felt a piece of paper hit my head and fall near my desk. I picked it up and glanced around, finding no hint as to who had thrown it.

Hey, it's Sakura. So, how you finding the campus?

So it was Sasuke's stalker. I decided to write back.

Yeah, it's alright. Everyone seems nice. Gym class is pretty hard, though.

I threw it back when the teacher wasn't looking. Sakura returned it.

Don't worry, you'll get it. So, I see you got to know Sasuke. He's pretty hot, isn't he?

I frowned. What was this girl getting at?

He's nice, I guess. He's the only one I knew when I came, he was just helping me get settled, that's all.

We exchanged.

Yeah, he's great. So, what you doing this afternoon? We should go shopping. Maybe Sasuke wants to come.

I doubted it, and told her. Yeah, I can't imagine him coming, honestly.

Will you ask him?

Gotcha. So because he'll say no to her, she's hoping he'll say yes to me. Okay. Why not.

I'll try. Don't get your hopes up.

Sure. Let me know later. She had written down her number. I turned and nodded at her. This could be interesting.

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Sasuke tried to keep his mind focused on his work, but he couldn't get rid of the kiss on his cheek. Suddenly it was all he could think about, and her, and why she had done it.

Why did she kiss me? Was it really just a thank you? Did she mean something else? He massaged his temples as a headache came on. Why am I even worrying about this? Girls have kissed me like that before. It's nothing new. So why does it feel different now? What is this girl doing to me?!

"Sasuke? Care to tell us what your mind is so engrossed in?"

The class gasped as the teacher caught Sasuke not doing his work. It was unusual for him to be daydreaming.

"Uh, nothing. Nothing. I was just thinking of…this question."

The teacher raised an eyebrow. "Well, I never thought I'd see the day when my perfect little Maths Methods student would need help." The class giggled and Sasuke ignored. "Which one, Mr. Uchiha? I'll do it up on the board."

Sasuke quickly scanned for a difficult and long question and the teacher ran through it with no hesitation.

Great. Now I'm getting in trouble because of her!

Sasuke had had enough. It was a kiss on the cheek, nothing more. He needed to get over it.

The bell rang and the students were dismissed. Sasuke went to his locker and took the books he needed for homework. When he looked up, Inkunata stood there, hands interlaced in front of her, her eyes innocent, her smile pleading.

"How long have you been standing there?" he asked.

"Since you put your Methods book in there," she said. She said nothing more, but he could tell she wanted something from him. He decided to play on her impatience. She only lasted a minute.

"Sasuke-k-"

"Wait."

"I need to ask-"

"Wait."

She sighed and waited, tapping her foot and growing restless. "Sasuke-kun, it's-"

He stood up and glared her in the eyes. "I said wait." She froze in fright and he bent down again and resumed getting his homework sorted. She didn't interrupt again after that.

Finally he finished and he stood. "What is it?"

She took a breath. "I'm going with Sakura to the mall. Do you want to come?"

Sasuke raised his eyebrow again. "You're going with Sakura. And you want me to come."

"Well, actually, she wants you to come. And she wants me to ask you."

Sasuke sighed. "I'm so surprised."

"Well?" she asked.

"No."

Inkunata gasped and her fists flew down by her sides again as she fumed. "NO? What do you mean, no?"

"I'm not coming on a shopping spree with you and Sakura. For crying out loud do you know what it would be like for me?""Do you know what it would be like for me if you don't come? Awkward, that's what."

He shook his head and started down the hall. "OK. Let it be awkward. I want no part of it."

Suddenly he found Inkunata on her knees at his feet with her hands grasping his ankles firmly, her eyes huge and sparkling, begging him again."Please Sasuke-kun! Please!"

Sasuke flushed and looked around to see if anyone was watching. They were.

"Alright, alright! Just…stop that!"

She jumped up and smiled at him, and he almost backed away in worry she might try to kiss him again. But she just stood there, waiting for him to walk again. So he did.

"I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Just imagine how happy Sakura-chan will be!" Inkunata giggled.

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