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Chapter 4: Locked In.

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Hey you, what's-your-face
I have a pocket full of fists, you got a stupid face
Hey you, know your place
You're like Kentucky fried chicken but without the taste
Hey you, get some grace,
You know you're driving miss daisy all over the place
Hey you, you're taking up space
And you're a fucking disappointment to the human race (oh! )
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It seemed Sasuke had misunderstood the woman who didn't faint at the sight of him. The situation was awkward indeed. The raven haired man; handsome no doubt, stood with his mouth agape, looking as though he had just received a blow to the gut. His expression was priceless and the pink haired woman was fully aware of his presence.

He looked like a fool who had just been dumped. His eye twitched in a deep frustration.

"…" He couldn't even think straight.

Sakura was feeling in the dumps right now. Her heart dropped in shame at how far her little disguise had taken her. He hadn't done anything so wrong. She could have certainly told her about their policy much more politely than she had.

A group of rabid fan girls entered the market and at the sight of Sasuke without his shirt, the girls rushed him, like lions who had found their kill. It was like a scene on the discovery channel. The poor graceful deer tried to make a run for it, but didn't get very far, because lions are way too fast, especially when chasing their meal. It was a horror scene and a pretty erotic one too.

They basically jumped him at Sakura's isle. She had attended her last customer in line and she was now staring at the gruesome scene. The rabid lions clawed at his chest trying to kiss him; it was disgusting.

It wasn't long until she had to look away. She sighed, leaning against the cash register looking down at her shoes. Her pink locks of hair were hanging over her face, her back to the violence happening just a couple inches away from her.

Sakura may be unimaginably childish and sarcastic, but her moralistic views hadn't changed, she knew just because men could be jackasses didn't mean they should be treated like a piece of meat.

Sakura wanted to help him, really, she did, but she thought she really couldn't have messed up anymore than she did and now she wanted to help him? She thought she had no right to even be by him. She felt ashamed.

Sasuke had managed to slip away when he threw his shirt over by one of the cereal isles. Like animals, they turned on each other to get the prize they thought they deserved.

"Sasuke gave that to me! It's mine!" They shouted at each other.

He took the opportunity to escape, but not before he grabbed another 'how are we doing?' card. He had never felt so stupid. He sat, sulking in his car while Sakura was sulking in one of the stock rooms.

The black haired man angrily grabbed a pen.

Name: Sasuke Uchiha

Date: 10/29/09

Comment: I changed my mind. That girl is rude. Her pink hair is distracting. Get rid of her.

He stopped writing. He didn't understand himself anymore. Didn't he want people to leave him alone? To be treated normally? Why was he so devastated over what this woman said? She wasn't attracted to him, so what? The only answer he could think of was that he was used to the attention even though he hated it. It was just weird for it to be the other way around.

He threw his pen across his car and crumpled up the card, stuffing it in his glove compartment.

What the fuck is wrong with me? He thought.

The he turned on his car and drove away.

Sakura tried going on with her day but just couldn't get over how rude she had been that day to the really attractive man. It had been a couple of days and she had fallen into some sort of depression. She was almost done with her shift for the day, but had continued without any enthusiasm whatsoever.

She had always been the type of person to get excited over the littlest things, and when this 'thing' didn't happen she was devastated. She would throw tantrums and blame herself. It seemed that this became a similar situation.

She had been so excited about this man, that when she clearly had done something to drive him away, she was crushed. She didn't understand why.

She had been rejected, and bullied by old crushes, but this one, which she had only encountered today, seemed to affect her so much more than usual.

She sat on a box in the stock room, and as she thought about her day more, she got more and more aggravated and soon her tantrum kicked in. She was shouting things like:

"Why did he have to be so hot?!"

And..

"Damn you Barney and your creepy voice!"

She seemed to get more and more angry and by the end of her 'small' tantrum, she managed to kick down many boxes. Her shift had been over for a while but she didn't know exactly how long, and it did not take much after to realize something…

Something very, very bad.

She took out her cell phone from her pocket and slowly glanced at the time, fearing that he assumption could be correct and oh it was. It was midnight.

Two HOURS after then end of her shift. It became like one of those super dramatic shows.

She fell to her knees, looked up at the ceiling, threw her hands up to the air and shouted:

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Her boss Tsunade had specifically told her that an hour after the end of her shift, the market would be closed up.

Tsunade made sure before leaving that all doors would be locked. Sakura remember Tsunade's words specifically.

Flashback

A blonde haired, busty woman sat at a desk, drinking sake. She looked a bit flushed. Sakura knew she was a bit buzzed.

"So, if someone were to somehow get locked in here *hiccup* they'd be locked in here all night! BAHAHAHAHA *hiccup*" She said laughing hysterically.

Sakura laughed along, loudly and sarcastically.

"Um…" Sakura cleared her throat. "The doors don't open from the inside?"

"Of course not! But that doesn't matter, I check the entire place before I leave to make sure none of the employees get stranded." She said smiling widely. "…but when I'm drunk, that's a different story, and clearly, I'm not drunk!"

Sakura looked at her strangely and laughed again.

End Flashback

Sakura sat staring at the wall. How had it turned out like this? It was all because of that guy, she was furious now. She stood up and kicked the door of the stock room open. She marched through the dark isles, the only guiding light was of her phone, which with her luck happened to die when she got to the very front of the store. Now the only light was the moon and the street lights outside, which weren't very helpful.

Lazily and feeling utterly defeated, she walked over to the only giant store windows, and studied the dark, empty parking lot. It sure looked creepy.

She went through most possible solutions in her mind, but none of them worked.

1. Calling someone. The most obvious of solutions.

Problem: Cell phone is dead and the only store phone is in the employees lounge which is definitely locked. Tsunade emphasized that her sake storage was in there.

2. The door from the stock room that leads outside.

Problem: The only time that door was kept unlocked was when they got shipments, otherwise, it was locked at all times.

Those were the only solutions she could come up with, and as you could see, they both had problems that she quite couldn't overcome.

She continued to peer through the window hoping she could spot someone that could possibly help her. It was definitely inconvenient where the sore was located, there was one apartment complex and a few houses, the rest of society was a couple miles away. Not to mention it was midnight, who would be out here by a grocery store at this time?

(Sasukes POV)

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

I cannot understand what has come over me. Normally, I can't sleep that's no different, but I feel restless.

So restless.

I've been trying to sleep for about two and a half hours but to no avail.

I need to walk. Just get my mind off things. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand which glowed 12:03 A.M

I sat up in bed, looking down at my lap and sighing, I'm very annoyed. I ran my hand through my hair, I threw my legs over my bed and managed to put my black and white converse on.

This was all not like me. The whole day had been a disaster.

In grey sweat pants and a white wife beater, I dragged myself out of my apartment. I could see that stupid market from here. Every time I thought of that place or saw it, pink came to mind, and when pink came to mind, I remembered those freaky green eyes.

My legs seemed to act on their own. My mind continues to insult that woman, but as I did, I walked to the grocery store.

I think I'm going crazy, I need to regain control. Its not like me to lose control of things let alone my own body. What I hate most is the inability to stop thinking.

Constantly I wished to 'turn off' my mind, to just simply have it shut down. Being a person who does like to talk in the first place, thinking was basically the same. Just like talking to myself.

I just wanted it to stop completely. Why was I so damn affected by this?

I blame that Sakura girl. Before I went to that stupid place and saw that stupid girl who didn't react the way I expected her to…

She was fucking ordinary despite her hair, and her big green eyes were strange but that's it.

By the time I finished thinking these pointless thoughts I found myself crossing the parking lot of Thyme4Food.

Half way through the parking lot, I spotted something. Something disturbing.

Inside the store, at the window, was a figure. A normal person would be terribly frightened.

What could it be?

I'm an Uchiha, so of course I wasn't scared. The figure just stared out with big eyes.

Could it be a ghost? I don't believe in ghosts, but who could possibly still be there at this hour? Plus, the grocery store is closed.

As I got closer, I noticed something else.

What the fuck?

It was a person. 'it' had 'its' faced pressed against the window making it seem like a pig nose and their eyes were creepy looking.

This person finally got their face off the window and that's when realization dawned on me.

Pink hair.

You have got to be fucking kidding me. What kind of freak is she?

I walked up to the window and just kinda stood there, staring. She had completely embarrassed me, there's no way I was gonna stand around here and look even more foolish. So I shrugged and started walking away. As soon as I took the first couple steps she started freaking out.

Jumping up and down and doing weird hand motions. I don't know about you, but I don't understand sign language.

So then, she starts flailing her arms around.

Slowly and slowly I'm really starting to believe that she's crazy.

I still had no idea what she was saying, or trying to say. She began to look alarmed. She breathed on the glass, which fogged up and then began to write:

I'm locked in. ):

The corner of my lip curved up, I seemed to ALMOST smile. That was just too funny.

I furrowed my brows and shrugged my shoulders to tell her I didn't know what she wanted me to do about it.

She fogged up the glass again and wrote:

Help me.

She looked desperate. I decided to part take in this. I got close to the glass and fogged it up as well, as I began to write with my finger, I realized something that I would have not realized before.

We were both very close to the glass window…IF the window was not between us, I noticed how close we would be.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

'What do I do?' I wrote. When she saw what I wrote, her eyes lit up and she smiled widely at me.

My heart hammered against my chest involuntarily and heat rushed up to my face.

Am I having a heart attack or something?

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