The reviews fired me up! Thank you so much! This is for you, Kitty Uzumaki, Hyuuga Hitomichan, Binx(guest), and one more guest.
Athough the story belongs to Yves_Liong, the idea to make this a SasuHina version is mine. And I made so many revisions and paraphrasing. But still...
All credits to Yves_Liong (author of Battling With A Hot Guy) and Masashi Kishimoto (maker of Naruto).
Warning: OOC characters
-DenHime
Battling With A Hot Guy
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03
I didn't know just how fast my reflexes are until I managed to snatch the piece of paper away before Sasuke could reach it. After I did, I let out a silent sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?" Sai asked, confusion swimming in his eyes. He looked so naïve about the bad blood between Sasuke and I.
I gave Sasuke a glare. "My sempai doesn't like Sasuke." I reasoned but it was like poison was coming out of my mouth as I stated that.
Sai's forehead furrowed. "Why not? Sasuke and I are very similar. We're both gentleman and handsome. Aren't we, Sasuke? Why wouldn't she like a guy like Sasuke?"
I shook my head. "My friend doesn't like players." I replied, looking towards Uchiha Sasuke accusingly. "And if she does like Sasuke, I wouldn't even allow her to have any relation with him."
Sasuke raises an eyebrow at what I said. His eyes are like measuring me up and down. He even looked like he's offended. But he decided to ignore it as he faced Sai. "I almost forgot, what happened to your game the other day?"
Sai being a naive one, didn't mind the instant change of topic. In fact, he seemed interested in the new topic Sasuke opened. "I was really nervous before the game started. My supposed-to-be partner in mixed doubles stood me up. Luckily, I saw a girl with a badminton racket entering the court. I didn't even have the chance to ask her name but she was awesome, my lifesaver." He narrated enthusiastically.
"Let me guess, you won, didn't you?" Sasuke asked with a smirk.
"Of course, I am great, aren't I?" Sai boasted but it sounded like a joke. "But the girl really helped me a lot. I wonder if I can see her again."
As Sai finished speaking, the bell rang signaling that our detention was over. I stood up and headed out quickly. I couldn't bear to stay a minute more with the jerk Sasuke. His voice and actions irked me. In a hurry to get out of there, I hadn't realized someone was following me until I was nearing my locker. It was the guy who knew I have no older sister, and he was smirking teasingly.
"Why are you..." I was just starting to speak but I cut myself off when I saw a familiar piece of paper on his hand as he held it up for me to see. It must have fallen when I was hurrying out. I extended my hand towards him. "Can I have it back please? Or maybe you're interested in texting my friend?"
"Whose number is this really?" He asked, looking at the number in his hand.
I placed an innocent expression and smiled. "I told you, didn't I? It's my friend's number." I said trying to convince him. "And I assure you, you'll have a very interesting conversation even on the very first call you make."
"And why would we have an interesting conversation?" He asked again.
"Because she's different from other girls." I answered him. His eyes seemed to want to make me elaborate. "She's very different because... She's tomboyish."
His eyebrows suddenly arched. "Why would I be interested in a tomboy? And if she were a tomboy, why would she look for a boyfriend? Are you lying again?" He said, not really mad but neither amused. "Be honest to me, Hyuuga. Whose number is it?"
Seeing how our conversation could last for a long time, I decided to give in. "Okay, so maybe it's not my friend's number. But I can't tell you whose number it is." I admitted. "Can I just have the paper back?"
"Let's make a deal. How about you tell me the owner of this number and I'll tell you how I knew you have no older sister?" He suggested with a sly smile. "You are still curious about it right?"
He was right, I am curious about it. But the question is, could I trust him? What if he's on Sasuke's side, like almost everyone in this school? I stared at him and sighed. "Tell me first before I reveal whose number this is."
"I sat in front of you during our freshmen year. And when we were passing out those information sheets the teacher asked us to fill out, I was able to catch a glimpse of yours. The part where the siblings, you wrote a younger sibling." He explained. "So tell me about the number."
I could run now and I wouldn't have to tell him. But then he would ask around since he had the piece of paper. So I decided to just tell him the truth. "It's Uchiha Sasuke's." I whispered so that no one could hear.
"So it's true then." He responded with an accusing tone.
"What do you mean?"
"It's true that you're trying to ruin Sasuke's life. Everyone's been talking about it. I didn't see any proof to believe it, at least not until now. I can't believe it's true. Just because he doesn't like you, you're sinking this low?" He shook his head and started walking away.
I knew it. How could I have thought that he was trustworthy? Just great. And here I though my life could get any worse. But just because my brain starts formulating more negative expectations from him, he turned around with a serious expression on his face. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone even if I don't like what you're doing. I don't break promises."
That was a relief, really. Even though he was trying to tap my conscience into stopping this. But no matter what, I am not going to quit. He was just every other person who thought so highly of Sasuke just because he's very influential and popular. Was there no one else besides me and Sakura who could see behind deceiving mask?
When I got home from school, I immediately called Sakura and told her all about the weird guy I encountered. Not that I cared about him or anything. I don't even know his name. I just want to let her know that even guys are on Sasuke's side. "I really couldn't believe it. I thought only girls listen to gossips?" I ranted.
"Usually, gossips do only linger among girls. But sometimes when it's really something big, even guys get involved. But what are you going to do now, Hina-chan?"
That was the big question. Should I go on with my plan of posting up notices with Sasuke's number on them? After all, the redheaded guy promised to keep his mouth shut about it, so it would be okay, right? "Remember how Sasuke used to hate it when some girl calls or texts him when he's doing something like when he was busy spending time with you?" I asked my bestfriend, a smile forming on my lips as I thought about it.
"Yeah, he even got so mad before that he threw his phone in the garbage can." Sakura giggled as she recall. "Why?"
"Well, I think he's going to be furious this time because I'm going to post up his number on every corner of our school." I told her proudly. "Girls would definitely want to call him."
Sakura-chan was silent for a moment. "You do realize he's going to be very pissed with that, right?" She finally spoke.
"Of course, but he deserves to be pissed after what he's done to you. And I'm not going to stop trying to make him feel that way until he feels sorry for what he did." I answered in reply. "Don't worry, Sakura-chan. I'll really make him pay."
The next day, I arrived at school an hour earlier than usual. As I though, there wasn't any students in the halls during this time. Having gone to a computer shop yesterday after talking to Sakura-chan, I was able to print and make copies of the notice I made. The only thing left to do now is to post them up so I got to work. I didn't encounter any problems so I finished quickly.
Accomplishing my tasks, I headed for the girls' comfort room to wash my hands. There were two girls there, and they seemed to have seen the notice because they are already talking about it.
"Do you think that's real?" The tall white-skinned and long-haired girl asked the girl who was wearing glasses and had her hair in a ponytail.
The other girl shrugged. "I don't know but it's worth a try, isn't it?" She responded." Why don't we try calling the number now?"
"Yeah, who knows, maybe it really is Sasuke." She took her cellphone out. "I already saved it so I'm just going to press call."
Just as the girl pressed her phone to her left ear, mine began ringing causing the two girls to look towards me.
Could it be...?
