Sorry for the slight delay. I've been sorta busy with you know, actual life. Anyways.

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"Sakura!"

"Hm? Hinata?" I said, spinning around to face a slightly shaking girl. She wasn't scared though, that was just her natural posture.

"Are you…um…A-are you signing up to be a student council member? I-I don't know, I just think you'd be good at it, and, um, maybe make a girl's choice dance or…" she trailed off, I guess, because I was only half-listening as Sasuke walked by me. I had managed to ignore him for most of the morning, didn't say anything through calculus, but it was 3rd period and lunch was nearing.

"…u-um, Sakura?" Hinata said, calling me back to the conversation as Sasuke turned a corner.

"Oh, um, sorry. Hinata. I'll think about it," I said, returning her wave and turning in the wrong direction for my class, but the right to confront Sasuke.

But I stopped.

What was I going to say? I can't just start screeching about 'why' again, because I know why. Maybe what…? That doesn't really work either. He meant what he said.

Why am I so confused about this?

Does it mean he's like, in love with me or something? I-I think that's going a little far. I'll just pass that off as the fan girl inside of me being re-earthed by his strangely soft lips on mine.

I guess I never really thought of Sasuke as the kind of guy who would have soft lips…Gah! Sorry! Off topic!

But why would he kiss me if he thought I was just a really great person to have as a friend? That doesn't seem like a very friendly thing to do. But what do I know, the only boyfriend I've ever had was in 3rd grade, and I don't even know what happened to that kid after he stole my juice box.

That's a thought that never crossed my mind. Sasuke was my first kiss. Just 2 days ago, I had my first kiss with Sasuke Uchiha. Holy shit. Wait, was I his first kiss too?

I managed to move robotically to my next class, with all of these thoughts in my head. I am SO not looking forward to lunch.

…

"Hey," I said, sitting down across from Sasuke. Naruto was in the lunch line. He nodded his head my way as a response.

"So um…can I ask you something?" I asked, pretending to polish my apple with my napkin. Like I care if my apple is shiny before I eat it.

"If I say no, will you say it anyway?" Touche.

"Yep."

"Then say it," He said, not looking up from his food.

"Do you ever like, think of me as um, more than a friend, or something?" I mumbled, looking up to his masked face. Oh, he was the master of disguise indeed.

"I mean like—It's fine if you like, just like having me as a friend, I really don't mind, I just…I'm wondering why you kissed me if you just think I'm the only sane female," I mumbled again. I realize I was repeating myself. Even though the idea seemed great and a good approach in my head, I'm starting to think perhaps going straight in and asking something like this will get no real answer.

"I already told you my answer." Aaaand I was right.

"You already—yeah, I know, I was just wondering why those thoughts made you kiss me," I said, looking down at my perfectly shiny apple.

"You have to know the answers to everything, don't you?" He said, finally looking up at me.

"Well, yes. I don't like being confused," I replied. I felt my confidence returning and my red face coming back to its healthy pink state.

"'Civil confusions often spring from trifles but decide great issues.' Aristotle, right?"

"I—what?" I said, bewildered. Well. That was certainly an odd thing to say.

"I said—"

"No, I know what—ugh," I interrupted, frustrated, "I just mean, like, did you kiss me because I'm a great friend, or because you wanna be something more?" I finally squeaked out. I guess that is what I meant, but I feel like I already said that.

"Why didn't you just ask that before?"

"Because I was thinking maybe you kissed me only because you wanted to make sure you still had like—a hold on me or something," I replied quickly, sinking back into my chair. Well that came out of nowhere.

"How do you know I'm still not?" C'mon, Sasuke. I'm not shaken that easily.

"Because you told me a reason without me asking you directly like this."

"You trapped me in a hallway and forced me to answer by holding my only passage home hostage. And that's not directly?" He said casually, glancing up at me with questioning eyebrows. However, at this point, I was unfazeable. Is that even a word…?

"No, it's not. Think of it like English: I asked an open-ended question before. Today, I'm asking a multiple choice. Did you give me that reason because, A: You think I'm a great friend and meant what you said exactly as it sounded with no other deeper meaning, or B: Because you actually feel something," I said, finding hope in this conversation again.

"Don't multiple choice questions usually have 4 answers?" I will kill this boy someday, I swear.

"No," I replied darkly.

"C."

"That wasn't a choice," I replied through clenched teeth. I am really getting tired of this constant haggling. Where the hell is Naruto?

"Whether or not you choose to acknowledge the answer does not mean it doesn't exist."

"Quite being so hypothetical and just finish what you started, for once!" I almost yelled. But I saved myself.

"What'd I miss?" Naruto said, finally sitting down and glancing between us.

"Absolutely nothing," I grumbled, viciously taking a bite out of my apple. Naruto's eyes widened and dropped it there.

…

"Sakura," Suigetsu's voice whispered from next to me. I tried to ignore it.

"Sakura," he said again. I closed my eyes and lowered my eyebrows.

"Sakuraaaaa," He drawled out. I continued to pretend I didn't hear him.

"Sakura!" He hissed, almost right in my ear.

"What? What the hell do you want?" I whispered angrily, turning to face him. But of course his face was obnoxiously close to mine.

I almost fell out of my chair. Key word again, ALMOST.

"Hi."

"…Fuck you, Suigetsu."

…

Sasuke: a

Seriously, how hard is it just to add a period or capitalize something?

…

I'm not going to lie. I was disappointed. Sad, even. Mad.

Disappointed in myself for letting myself get carried away with this stupid drama. I promised myself, PROMISED, I wouldn't get swept up in every other high school girl's constant boyfriend-search. Because my two best friends were guys.

Saddened by that STUPID text I got during Statistics that made me this way now. Sad because for a short while, Sasuke was ALMOST in love with me. Almost.

And mad at Sasuke. Because seriously, who kisses a girl because she's a good friend? What the hell is that? Stupid, that's what. A dumb decision made by a guy who clearly can't make any decisions, by the way he carries conversations.

And that's when I stopped. Where we actually having conversations when I was yelling at him? Those were more arguments, I suppose. But aren't arguments a sub-category of conversations?

That thought process will only lead to more confusion. Which brings me to Aristotle. Fricken' Aristotle and his stupid philosophical quotes about confusion.

Really, am I that stupid? Isn't a guy's main goal in life to mask his sincerest emotion and bury it in primeval urges to seduce? So maybe Sasuke is just lying, because he doesn't want to confront himself. Of course. That's what guys do.

Okay. Now I just sound desperate. But I feel as though my desperations ARE backed more so than others…

Well, of course I'd say that. They are my justifications after all, of course I want them to be right.

So here I am, after all of my claims against Ino's chasing games, against Hinata's fainting upon the sight of Naruto, and against Tenten's advances on Neji, here I am making things up to justify Sasuke being in love with me. Pathetic.

These are probably the thoughts of every teenage girl that was just kissed by their perfectly platonic best friend, who is also very attractive, and who they've happened to have a not-so-closet crush on since the 5th grade.

"Um, didn't we just pass my apartments?"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry Naruto," I replied, cutting my thoughts off and turning around to drop Naruto off after school.

…

Okay, Sakura. Get it together. Here are the basics: Your crushed kissed you. He claims it's just because I'm the only girl he's ever had a real conversation with. But, that doesn't mean it's completely platonic, does it? No. What the hell am I thinking, of course it doesn't. And Sasuke is a master at turning phrases.

So it's a very likely possibility that Sasuke meant exactly what he said and wants to be more than friends. And that was C. And there's an easy way to figure this out. I'll just text him and ask him.

Sasuke: u askd me wat i got 4 the calc hw n.5, i said a. im not gonna answer ur other stupid qs.

I seriously, SERIOUSLY hate text language. I almost replied with a text asking him when he got off of work, and we would talk again. Almost. But I guess that doesn't cut it, does it?

Hope you liked it :) I know this was kind of a boring chapter, and there's not really a lot of actual…well, anything to it really. It was more of just a transitional chapter. Had to be done in order for the characters to stay in character and their later actions to make more since. I figure Sakura and Sasuke aren't in a rom-com, at least not in this fanfic.

Okay. Thanks for reading. Reviews are wonderful.