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Hey! It's only been like 2 weeks, but I honestly, really like this story. Even more than Melting the Human Ice, so I wanted to update. I wrote this a while ago, like right after I updated last, but I wanted to wait a while, so yeah. I WROTE ABOUT 15 PAGES (this chapter and then some of the next one) IN TWO DAYS AND IF THAT'S NOT AMAZING, IDK WHAT IS. It was really fun though because I had my friend reading it through out it and we were laughing so much while I was writing.

Well, anyways, have fun reading!

Chapter 4:

"Sakura…"

I exhale. "S-Sasuke," I moan.

His lips get closer, his arms around my waist steadying me. I feel so loved. I feel so safe. Protected.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and bring my face closer.

I groan, shifting a bit before turning over to the other side. And then my eyes flicker open just in time to hear the alarm go off. I huff, sitting up in bed, my hand raking through my hair and swiping at my tired eyes before going over to shut my phone up from the annoying ringing sound it's currently making. Then, I remember my dream and my face gets hot. What the hell was that dream about?!

I lay back in bed and think back to the conclusion I conjured up last night.

I'm in love with my best friend.

CLICHE MUCH?!

I mean, I'm sure I'm not in love with him, but I can't deny that there aren't any feelings. But…Sasuke and I have been friends since we were little. Why do these feelings come now?

Rolling my eyes and deciding it's just some teenager crap, I throw the heavy blankets off me and open my curtains, immediately regretting it when the sun blinds my eyes momentarily. I cringe and turn away, tugging them shut again so only half of my window is uncovered.

I turn away and trudge to my bathroom and in half an hour, my hair is washed, I'm clean and so are my teeth. I make my bed before I go downstairs in a pair of sweatpants and an oversized hoodie.

"Good morning, Sakura," my mother chimes.

"Yo."

"'Yo?' Are you going gangster on me?"

I smile as I take out a bowl for cereal. "No, mom."

"Put the bowl away; I'm making pancakes."

My tired eyes widen and light up. "Really?" And once she nods, I say, "Yes!"

My mom nods and I hug her. Mom's pancakes are the best. Like legendary. She makes them from scratch – not just the mix that you get from the store. And then she cuts little strawberries and blueberries into little shapes too. With whipped cream and everything. It's childish but I love it. My mom's a pretty good cook, but her pancakes are one of my favorites.

After I'm done devouring six pancakes, I almost go upstairs to get ready for school when I remember it's a Saturday. I smile and stretch my arms above my head before going to my room to look at what homework I have.

Luckily, it's not much and I only have to finish a math worksheet and study for my science test. I quickly finish the math worksheet and make flashcards for science, which I decide to review afterwards. I leave them for later today or tomorrow when I'll come back to them and cram from my test. Right now, I want to relax. So that's what I do.

Two hours later of watching random YouTube videos, going on social media and laying around, I decide that I want to do something active.

"Hey, mom!" I yell from at the top of the stairs. The vacuum's running and I don't know if she heard me.

As I'm about to yell again, the vacuum shuts off. "Yeah?" she yells back.

"Can Hinata sleep over tonight?"

She pauses before answering yes and then I see her at the bottom of the stairs. "Did you finish your homework?"

I nod. "I even made flashcards for my science test."

My mom smiles. "Sure, I don't see why not. But don't stay cooped up in the house all the time. Go out or something."

"Okaaayy!" I say and hop back to my room.

I text Hinata and after a couple of minutes, she says sure. And two hours later, she's at my front doorstep.

"Hinata!" I yell, opening the door.

"Sakura-chan!" she yells back.

We both hug each other and I tell her that she can drop off her stuff in my room. She does and when she comes back downstairs, she sees my mom. "Oh, hello Haruno-san!"

My mother smiles. "Hi, Hinata-chan!" They hug as well. My mom adores Hinata. Then, she sees me putting on my boots. "Are you girls going somewhere?"

"Yeah. I think it would be nice to walk around or go ice skating or something," I answer.

Hinata nods in agreement. We made this plan on the phone two hours ago.

"Okay. But don't walk around for too long; you'll get sick."

"Okay, mom," I say in a teenagery voice which makes my mom roll her eyes.

Once we we're out the door, I turn to Hinata."Do you wanna go to a cafe or ice skating first?"

"Umm...ice skating. 'Cause then we can warm up at the cafe," Hinata answers.

We go ice skating for an hour or so and by the time we're done, we're somewhat sweaty but still cold and exhausted. I'm sure I have some bruises on my butt from falling so much and my fingers from gripping onto the banister so tightly, but they only ache slightly. I'm sure Hinata has none - she's a great skater. It fits with her fragile frame and her graceful movements, unlike my clumsy ones.

"Let's go to the cafe now. I want my favorite coffee," Hinata confesses.

I follow her, or more like drag myself after her. Once the warm air hits us inside, I sigh in relief and we go to order. I order simple hot chocolate with some oversized marshmallows and Hinata orders some fancy-named coffee that I can't make myself remember. And once we have our drinks and have paid, we go to a booth in the corner.

We make small talk when all of a sudden, she quiets down and starts fidgeting.

"Hinata?" I ask. "What happened?"

"U-Um…"

As an answer to her question, I hear a voice: "Oh hey! It's Sakura-chan and Hinata-chan!"

Naruto. No wonder she got like that.

I turn around to see his big goofy smile with his big poofy (heh. poofy. that's a funny word) orange winter jacket (which is a hideous shade, but somehow it suits him). What I'm surprised at is that Sasuke's behind him, wearing an annoyed expression.

Naruto jogs over to us and gives me a hug and then goes to sit next to Hinata, while hugging her too. "Hey guys!"

"H-Hello, Naruto-kun."

I only smile at him in greeting.

Sasuke walks over and slides into the seat next to me. "Hi." That's all he says. I can already feel my heart-beat began to quicken.

I give him an expression that he understands as "Why so cranky?" and he just sighs and shakes his head in an answer. Even though Sasuke's never been the happy and animated type, he's not one to be cranky and annoyed all the time either. He's usually just neutral, with a smirk on his face. A small smile crosses across my features. I love that we can understand each other without words.

"Oh, don't mind the bastard. He's just on his man-period," Naruto explains.

I laugh at this. "I'm sure he is." I nudge Sasuke with my left arm.

He jumps a bit and then, I remember that he's sort of ticklish there. I do it again and again until a smile appears on his face and he grabs my hand as a signal to stop.

I smile sheepishly and stick out my tongue at him. Which I guess annoyed him because the next thing I know is that I'm being tickled. And I'm very ticklish. Like everywhere. I laugh and in between laughs (which are really more like hiccups), I try to utter: "S-Stop!" I scoot as far as I can away from Sasuke, and lean on the wall on my side, changing position so that my back is against it and my feet are on the seat.

"You two are so cute," I hear Naruto gush.

The two glares he gets make his goofy smile go away as Hinata laughs.

Once I've made sure that Sasuke won't tickle me again, I scoot back over next to him and put my feet on the floor. "So why are you guys here?" I ask, cupping my mug in my hands and letting the warmth go through me.

"He wanted to talk to me about something," Sasuke answers.

I look at Naruto. "About what?" I take a sip as he responds.

I don't miss the faint red on his cheeks as he stutters out his next sentence. "N-Nothing! Just...uh...man talk."

"Yeah, okay," I sarcastically say.

There's silence and then Naruto breaks it like usual. "I want something to eat."

"Then go get it," I bluntly tell him.

Naruto scoffs. "Wow. I feel the love, Sakura-chan."

"You want me to buy you something?" I ask.

He gives a toothy grin and nods.

"No."

It disappears as soon as it comes. "Why not?" he whines.

I shrug and then I tap Hinata's foot with mine. "Hinata will buy you it."

"W-What?" Hinata sputters.

Naruto turns to her and grabs her hands in his, holding it up to his face. I swear - that child could be an anime character or something. "Pleaaase? I left my wallet at home."

I know she can't resist the puppy eyes he's giving her (anime guy - I'm telling ya!) and she nods a moment after. "S-Sure. What do you want?"

Instead of answering, he smiles widely and takes her right hand in his, pulling her up with him on line.

I roll my eyes. "Shouldn't he be buying something for her? He's such an idiot."

"Tch. Tell me about it," Sasuke sighs.

I turn to him. "So what did Naruto want to talk to you about?" I ask, putting my elbow on the table and my chin in my hand, the other still gripping the hot mug.

He looks at me sideways. "I don't know if he'll like me telling you."

I pout. "Pleaaase? I'm your best friend! We tell each other everything!" I insist. But then I think back to what I thought last night. Well, not everything.

He looks at me for a few seconds before sighing and looking away. "Fine. He wanted some advice."

I inwardly cheer as I hear him give up. "For what?"

"For a girl."

"Really?!" My voice climbs about three octaves and I get a few stares from people, but I ignore it for now. "Who is it? Who is it?" Hinata. Please be Hinata. Come on. Come on. Come on.

Sasuke shrugs, but something about his expression makes me think that he knows.

"Oh, come on," I pout and poke him. "Tell me! I know you know." I point my finger accusingly at him.

He looks away. "Hinata."

"Really?! YES!" I scream, making some of the other people in the cafe look at me once again. Luckily, the line for ordering is on the other side, near the front, so I'm sure Hinata and Naruto wouldn't hear me. I smile sheepishly, quiet down and then look at Sasuke. "Oh my, God! This is great!" I start flapping my hands on his arm in excitement and he cringes.

"You're strong for someone so small. That hurt."

"Sorry," I say, not really meaning it. I grab his arm and shake him. "But this is amazing, Sasuke! Now we have to get them together. I mean, you know that Hinata like loves him."

"I'm pretty sure everyone does, Sak," Sasuke knowingly replies, taking my hand off his arm. "But you shouldn't meddle. Let them handle it on their own."

"But why?" I whine. His hand is still on mine. I inwardly squeal, but manage to keep calm on the outside."They're never going to-"

That's when Hinata and Naruto come back.

"Are you guys holding hands? Awww, so cuuuuute," Naruto coos.

Sasuke and I look down at our hands, which he was holding to make me stop shaking him.

"N-No!" I yell, wrenching my hand out of his grasp. But...it was nice. And warm. It made me warmer than the hot chocolate did.

Naruto shrugs. "I got a cookie!" he exclaims, holding it up like it's a piece of gold or something.

"Great," I respond sarcastically. "Aren't you going to get anything?" I ask Sasuke.

"Nah. I'm not that hungry. But I will take some of this," he says and before I know it, my precious hot chocolate is in his hands and he's taking a sip.

"Maou! Sasuke!" I wail. We've shared drinks before. It's nothing big, but now all that crosses my mind is: You're basically kissing.

WE ARE NOT! I try to argue to the annoying little voice in my head. Friends share drinks all the time. I'm not indirectly kissing Sasuke. Even if I try and convince myself that, I blush.

My heart speeds up as I see him lick his lips and smile at me. "Thanks," he jokes.

I don't let it show on the outside. "You're not welcome." I stick out my tongue childishly, taking my hot chocolate back. And before I take a sip, I make sure to put my lips on the exact opposite side of where he did.

We all talk and spend more time together and just like that, an hour and then another one passes. I realize this when my mom calls me on my phone. She just tells me that dinner is ready, so I should come home soon. I tell her okay and then hang up.

"Was that your mom?" Hinata asks.

I nod. "Dinner's ready. We should get going."

"You're having dinner at her house?" Naruto asks Hinata.

Hinata nods. "Yeah. I'm sleeping over there tonight."

"Oo! Oo! Can we come too?" Naruto asks with a huge hopeful grin.

Hinata and I exchange a glance and I voice the thing we're both thinking. "Wouldn't it be kinda weird?"

"You make it seem like we're perverts. We're not gonna do anything!" Naruto counters. "We've had sleepovers before!"

We share another glance and sigh in unison. Yeah, but that was when we were little. I look over at Sasuke who looks neutral as usual, but I have a feeling that he's not gonna protest. My eyes flicker back to Hinata and I tilt my head a bit asking "Should we?" silently. The slightest nod is my answer and I sigh and shrug once again. "Sure. Why not?" It actually might be kinda fun. We haven't had one in a while.

Naruto cheers and I see the corners of Sasuke's mouth go up.

"Go to your house and get some things. I'll call Mom for more dinner," I answer.

Naruto nods and grabs Sasuke's wrist. "Let's go!" Naruto drags him out and they're gone within seconds.

I shake my head, laughing at their behavior and call Mom. "Hey, Mom!"

"Hello, Sak. Are you on your way?"

"Umm...yeah. Almost. I have a question."

"Yeah?"

"Can Sasuke and Naruto come over? Like sleep over too?"

She pauses for a second. "...Well...I mean, sure, but...keep your hormones to an appropriate level." I hear the smirk in her voice.

"M-Mom!" I screech, looking at Hinata to see if she heard what my mom said and quickly glance away. "W-We will! God!"

Mom laughs. "Okay, okay. Calm down. Yes. They can come over. But don't come home too soon, I have to make more dinner then."

I smile. "Thanks, Mom. I love you!"

"You're welcome. Love you, too."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hang up and look at Hinata who has pink cheeks. "I heard," she says.

I facepalm. "Y-Yeah...that's my mom for you…" I awkwardly chuckle. "Let's go outside and wait for them then."

She nods and we get up, leaving a tip at the table for the things we ordered. Putting on our jackets, which we took off a while ago since we were warm, we step out in the brutally cold air that makes me go rigid right away.

"I-It's so cold!" I shiver. I grab onto Hinata's arm and loop mine through her's, staying right against her so that I can steal some of her warmth.

I feel her lean in too. "Yeah. It is. Should we wait here or…?"

"I'll text them to see where they are."

I take out my phone with shaking fingers and quickly type a text to Sasuke to which he responds almost instantly that they're at his house.

"Let's go to Sasuke's house. Then we can take his car from there."

Hinata nods and we both walk, more like speed walk, holding onto each other as the last rays of sunlight vanish in the darkening day. We reach his house soon, as it's only a few minutes of walking from the cafe when Naruto and Sasuke are getting out of Sasuke's house.

"Hey again!" Naruto shouts, bounding up to us.

We both smile in response and Hinata's cheeks go even redder than they were before because of the cold. Then we all pile into Sasuke's car – Hinata and I in the back and the two of them in the front. And soon, we reach my house.

Mom answers the door with a smile and says, "Hello! It's been so long since I've seen you, Naruto! You're just getting cuter by the days!" she pinches his cheeks and he laughs, obviously embarrassed.

He scratches the back of his head. "T-Thanks!"

She greets Sasuke and Hinata too and then we all take off our shoes and go into our dining room, seeing the plates filled with pasta.

"YES!" Naruto screeches. "I love your pasta!"

Mom smiles happily and sits down too.

I sit down as well when I notice that they're only 5 plates. "What about Dad?"

Mom's smile falters as she turns to me. "Unfortunately, he has to work late. And then go on a business trip tomorrow morning, so he came by for a few minutes after you and Hinata had left and got his things."

I look down at our white and pink tablecloth. "Oh. When's he coming back?"

"Thursday."

"Oh," I repeat. "Okay." My hands lace together and tighten around each other as if it's a way to relieve my annoyance and sadness. My dad is almost never home. And the times he is, he's working here too. I know that he cares for me and it's not like we're one of those typical insanely rich families whose parents are always working and the child is given whatever he/she wants.

'Cause it's not. That's not the case.

The only reason my dad works so hard is because my mom can't. She has a back problem and most days, she can't do much. That's why Mom is totally supportive of Dad and tries to help him in whatever ways she can. I know she feels bad for not being able to work and putting us through this. And I know that Dad is helping us immensely, but he hasn't been around that much for years. And…it's lonely, you know? We were really close when I was little and he always around and Mom was working and just...we were all so happy. And now, even though we still are, it's just not the same.

"Sak?" I feel Sasuke's finger poking my arm. He's sitting in the seat next to me, while Hinata and my mom are across from us. Naruto's at the head of the table. I'm pretty sure my mom let him sit there because he feels like he has all the power in the world and gets excited.

My head snaps up. "Y-Yeah?"

"Come on, eat."

"U-Uh, yeah," I look at the others to notice them staring at me worriedly. The three of them know about my dad as well. "Sorry, I was just in a trance."

Sasuke smiles, ruffles my hair and goes back to his pasta.

"Hey!" I groan, fixing my hair before going back to my own food.

We all finish dinner relatively quickly and then help with cleaning up, ending by eating the brownies I made this morning before Hinata came over as dessert. Then, my mom excuses herself, saying that she's tired and is going to bed.

It's then that we decide to watch a movie.

"What movie?" I ask, holding up a few of my favorites that I have stashed in the little cabinet beneath the coffee table.

Sasuke shrugs. Hinata shrugs too. Naruto perks up excitedly. "Is there anything with ninjas?"

I roll my eyes. Naruto and his ninja obsession. "Yeah. I'll put it on."

"YAY!"

Hinata and I make popcorn once I put the movie in and Sasuke sets up the sound system. I have these speakers around my living room, so it's like a movie theater's sound. But since we don't use it daily, you have to set it up each time you do. Sasuke knows how to do it because watching movies together is something all of us do often.

Even though we just ate, we stuff ourselves with popcorn as the movie plays, being totally stereotypical as we sip soda along with it as well.

Halfway through the movie, my eyes start to droop, but it's only 9:45, so I try to force to keep them open. And they do. But not because of me. But because of a certain arm that's now behind my head. Sasuke's arm.

It's not exactly like it is in the movies, because it's not around me. It's simply resting innocently on the back of the couch behind my head and barely grazing my hair, but the slight touch is so, so noticeable. I don't think I have ever been more aware of something in my life. Ugh, I hate this.

Sasuke's on the left of me and Hinata's on the right. And Naruto's next to her on her other side. I look over at them if she's doing okay. And I think she is from the quick lookover I give them. But I don't want to move too much because Sasuke's arm is so warm and then if I move my head, it'll touch it more and OMG WHY IS THIS SO DIFFICULT? I JUST WANNA WATCH A DAMN MOVIE.

I sigh, leaning my head back in annoyance and then sit straight back up as soon as it touches his arm. Oh, god damnit. Is he gonna think that I'm trying to cuddle him or something? FML.

I lean a little forward just to ensure that I won't touch his arm again and then out of the corner of my eye, I see Sasuke's head turn towards me. "Are you going somewhere?"

What? Then I remember my position. Well I guess it must look like I'm about to leave. "U-Uh, no. No."

He slightly shrugs. "Okay. Then lean back. Relax."

"U-Um, okay." I awkwardly lean back. Is it just me or does that sound flirty? I shake my head slightly. Of course it's not flirty, it's just Sasuke. As I lean back, I feel like the arm has moved down, or maybe I moved up. I don't know, but all I know is that I can feel it way more and…I like it. It's comforting and just right. I lean into a bit more, trying to make it unnoticeable and more just like shuffling around to get comfortable.

BOOM!

I jump from the loud sound the movie makes and I fumble around to get the remote because damn, that was hella loud. Once I put the volume down a little, I lean back into my original position and then I hear whimpering.

I squint. Is that Naruto? "Naruto?" I ask.

"Y-Y-Yeah?" he answers.

I sit up to look at him clutching onto Hinata's arm whose red, but calm. "...What are you doing?"

Once he notices me looking at them, he let's go of Hinata's arm and puts his legs back on the ground. "N-Nothing!" His voice comes out high, so he clears his throat and repeats the word again.

I smile. "Scared?"

"Wha-NO!" he protests. I see him glance at Hinata to see her reaction, but she only laughs. "I-I'm a man! I'm not scared!"

I roll my eyes, leaning back. "Suure…" I say, sarcastically.

There's a horrifying scream of the girl who's getting kidnapped in the film and I flinch slightly. Naruto's whimpers start up again.

God. He's such a baby. He should be comforting Hinata. Not the other way around. I hear Hinata trying to calm him - "It's okay, Naruto-kun. It's just a movie" - that surely go along with some reassuring pats.

I glance over at Sasuke who's just staring at the movie. Isn't he scared?

He looks at me, catching me staring at him and raises his eyebrows questioningly.

"Aren't you scared?" I ask.

He shrugs. "No. Not really."

I sigh and turn back to the movie. Ninjas are now infiltrating the enemy's base and they're trying to save the hostages. I can practically hear Naruto's smile and enthusiasm again, it's almost tangible. Or maybe I just have superpowers. Yeah, that's probably it.

Even though the fight scenes are terrible, because I mean, that guy totally just shoved the dagger behind the guy to make it look like he stabbed him in the stomach, Naruto's eyes are still gleaming and he looks on with interest.

I see Hinata smiling too, but I don't think it's because of the movie.

Once the ninjas save the day (as if that wasn't already predicted by the title - Ninjas Save the Day*), the movie's name flashes once on the screen and then the credits follow.

"That was so awesome!" Naruto yells, jumping up and down on the couch while still sitting.

"What are you talking about? That was terrible, you idiot," Sasuke claims.

"Hey! DON'T INSULT DA NINJAS!" Naruto screams, standing up and pointing at Sasuke. "They're amazing!"

I shush him harshly. "Shut up, will you?!" I whisper-scream at him. "My mom's probably trying to sleep!"

He sits back down. "S-Sorry…" Then his glare returned at Sasuke. "But ninjas are amazing!"

"Whatever, dobe," Sasuke exhales, crossing his arms behind his head. "So what are we doing now?"

We all stay silent until Naruto gasps and proposes, "Truth or dare?!"

I groan. "That's so cliche, Naruto."

"So? It's fun!" he fights back.

"Do you wanna play?" I ask Sasuke and Hinata.

Hinata nods. "Sure, why not?" and Sasuke shrugs. "Okay," is all he answers.

We all make a tiny circle and Naruto declares that since he came up with the idea of playing, he gets to go first. "Ummm…Sasuke! Truth or dare?"

Sasuke glances at him, probably deciphering whether or not Naruto would give him a ridiculous dare. But of course he would. "Dare," Sasuke confidently states.

"...Ummmm…" he gets a mischievous glint in his eye. "I know you're going to hate me for this, but…I dare you to wax your legs!"

We all stare at Naruto for a while until Hinata and I start laughing and Sasuke continues to glare at him. "I-I'll get the stuff," I mumble, getting up and going to my bathroom.

I return with the wax strips moments later and propose, "How about he only has to do one strip? Because it hurts, pretty badly."

"Tch," Sasuke scoffs. "Only one strip? I'm a man. I can take it. You can do my entire calf."

"Oooh. Someone's daring today." Naruto nods in agreement. "Do whatever you want. I just want you to wax your legs, man."

Sasuke gives him a weird look that has "What the hell" written all over it and shakes his head at him. "I'm serious," he says to me, like he's trying to prove something.

I shrug. "Fine. It's your leg, not mine. Roll your pants up." ...Did I just say that? Oh, God, hopefully he doesn't think it was weird.

I don't think he does as his facial expression doesn't change and he obeys my request.

"Should I do it or…?" I trail off.

He nods. "Yeah."

"O-Okay." This is kinda awkward….I think, as pulling the two sticky strips apart and laying one on the table. "Where…do you want it?" I ask awkwardly.

"I don't care. Wherever."

"O-Okay." I put the sticky strip below his knee and (once again) awkwardly rub it on his leg. "U-Um. Okay. I'm going to rip it off now, okay?" Hinata and Naruto come closer to witness it.

"Okay," he seems calm, but I know him better. His fingertips tremble a bit. Ah. So even Sasuke can get scared.

"Okay. One!" I grip the end of the strip. "Two!" And as I'm about to utter the last number, a hand goes over mine and I look up at Sasuke.

"Stop!" he looks almost desperate.

I raise my eyebrows at him and he embarrassedly looks away, leaving Naruto and Hinata to laugh at him.

"Sorry. I-I'm just…Whatever. Do it now," he takes his hand off mine and the warmth leaves.

"Okaaay…" I glance up at him. "I'm going to do it, but I won't count off so that you can't stop me, okay?"

I see him smile a bit, like he's grateful and nods.

"Okay," and right after I speak the word, I rip the strip off and his breath hitches and he kinda squeaks.

We're all silent, even Sasuke until he groans "SHIT" in a whisper tone that still sounds loud. Naruto and Hinata burst into laughter – close to tears. I bite my lip from laughing, because I know how much it hurts and seeing him in pain is terrible.

Sasuke turns away so that we can't see his face and I see his knuckles turning white from clenching them too tightly.

I put my hand on his thigh, which is still clothed reassuringly. "A-Are you okay?" I try not to laugh at his expression. He looks kinda constipated - like he's trying to poop or something.

"Y-Yeah." It comes out stressed and he turns back to look at his leg. "Wow…it's so…clear."

"Well, yeah. Duh," I say sarcastically. "But are you okay?"

He answers me with a nod as we both look at the part of his leg that I waxed and Naruto and Hinata come closer to look as well. It's starting to go red and have tiny little bumps.

I look up with a smirk. "So…the whole calf, huh?"

"N-No!" Sasuke clears his throat. "I mean…Well…we shouldn't waste time on one dare, right? Everyone else should get to go too…"

We all look at him, obviously not believing a word he speaks. He sighs. "Oh, whatever. That friking hurt. I'm not doing that again."

"But you said you would do your whole calf!" Naruto whines.

I shrug. "Guess he's not a man." I know I shouldn't tease him as I know how much waxing hurts (and damages his man pride), but seeing some red on his cheeks is very rare, so I take every chance I get.

"S-Shut up."

"Whatever. It's fine. He still did do your dare, Naruto. So let's move on."

"Okaaaayyyyyy," Naruto stretches out the wAUtord like a child.

I put the waxing things away and return to my original spot. Sasuke's pants are rolled down again and Naruto and Hinata have finally stopped laughing. I can see him discreetly trying to rub the waxed spot comfortingly.

"Sakura." I look up when I hear Sasuke call my name. In that perfect voice of his, if I might remind you. "Truth or dare?" he asks.

"Umm…" Should I do dare? Or truth? Isn't truth kinda lame? I mean, like, no one does truth anymore. Eh. I'll do truth next time. Let's do dare for now. "Dare."

Sasuke's eyes look at the ceiling, thinking of a dare for me. After a few moments pass by, he looks at Naruto and Hinata. "Got any ideas? I don't have any."

"I have one!" Naruto announces, with a dangerous glint in his big cerulean eyes.

"Okay." Sasuke agrees. "Then just tell her a dare that she has to do on my part."

He nods. "Sit on Sasuke's lap."

I choke on nothing.

His smirk widens. "And do a lap dance."

Did Hinata just faint? I think as I see a flash of dark blue go down. 'Cause I think I'm also about to.

"WHAT?!" Sasuke and I yell out in unison.

Author's Note:

*Ninjas Save the Day: I don't know if this is a real title or not, but if it is, I'm not plagiarizing. All credits go to the rightful owner.

And any other brands I might have or will use are not mine, but the rightful owners. So yeah.

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