SP/n: HIII.
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Friday.
Sakura stood at her locker, and for the first time she was alone. Ino wasn't anywhere near her since her slip of the tongue two days ago. Sakura was known for temper and is even feared because of it. So for Sakura to cool off and maybe not have Ino's blood painted on the school walls, she was left by herself to get her thoughts together and hopefully remove any thoughts of murder toward Ino.
Rule One: Sakura, the ticking time bomb, stay at a two mile radius from her.
Everyone knew that.
Except Sasuke.
If the boy sensed trouble within the female teen, he would have brought her outside to the soccer field and release all her pent up anger on those poor unsuspecting soccer balls. And maybe even risk having those untrained kicks, hurl a few balls toward his way.
Sakura looked at the mirror in her locker and stared at her reflection; disheveled hair, black circles staring to form around her eyes, un-moisturized skin, dry, chapped lips, and was that a… zit? She frowned. Who was she fooling? She looked like a complete wreck.
She closed her locker softly with a sigh. She went to her first period class and sat by herself. Usually Sasuke would sit beside her, but today he wasn't even in the room. Maybe he has soccer practice or something. A part of her argued that, he's avoiding me.
Sakura laid her head on the desk. "You can do this Sakura. Time heals. Time heals." She muttered to herself under her arms.
"Time heals, but scars will be scars."
Sakura looked up at the voice that decided to sit beside her.
"Sai?"
A smile made it across the pale boys' face, though the smile held no warmth. "Good morning, you look horrible today."
Sakura narrowed her eyes. "Go to hell Sai." She buried her face in between her arms once more, seeing that Sai wasn't really a person to talk to about feelings, or a person to talk to… or a person. Sai was a robot. A robot made out of bond paper.
"Time heals, but scars will be scars." He repeated.
She heard metal scraping against the floor before she sensed that no one was sitting beside her anymore. Just to be sure she peeked and saw no one.
Time heals
But scars will be scars.
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Ino knew that it was suicidal, she knew from the day Yamanaka Ino and Haruno Sakura became best friends, but if she didn't do it, no one would. With all the courage she could muster up she approached her pink-headed best friend sulking at her seat.
"Heyyy…" Ino trailed. "Lunch is almost over and you haven't had the chance to eat. Want me to buy you something?"
"Thanks but, it's okay Ino." The pink-haired girl said. Ino had to blink her baby blue eyes a couple of times just to make sure that this was the same short-tempered romantically challenged pink-headed best friend she was talking to.
"A-Are you sure? How about bread?"
Sakura turned to Ino, smiling. "I'm fine, thank you."
"I'm sorry about what I said." Ino suddenly blurted out. "I-I mean it didn't come out as what I wanted it to be. I really didn't mean that."
"Yes you did." Sakura said. "And I totally agree with you."
Ino grabbed onto a nearby seat and sat herself down, not looking away from the female in front of her. "Y-You're not mad?" she stuttered.
"I am." Ino's breath hitched. "But more towards myself."
Ino stayed silent.
"What the hell is wrong with me Ino?"
"You're just confused, Sakura."
"I'm doomed to die alone and unloved, I think something is wrong with my family. I just found out from my cousin that our other uncle has three other women and his wife has another man and they're both okay with it." Sakura said.
Ino wanted to laugh but chose not to, Sakura was kind of bipolar. It's like nothing was right with Sakura, yet everything you hated about her you kindofmaybesortof loved it at the same time. She was a twisted little thing.
"You miss Sasuke don't you?" Ino asked.
"Gee, what gave it away? Was it that lack of sparkle in my eye or was it because for the past week no one has heard me yelling out obscenities at Naruto or Kiba in the hallway?" Sakura answered sarcastically.
"Both, but more on the obscenities." Ino giggled.
"Ah, I knew it." Sakura said. "Those idiots must miss me." She said more to herself. "Sasuke's been avoiding me the whole week, and I haven't seen him at all today." She whispered.
"He's been… very Sasuke-like. Maybe even a Level 5 Sasuke." Ino started. "You know, like normal broody Sasuke but times five."
Sakura was silent for a while, then slowly she reached over and held Ino's hand. "Ino, I know I may be the worst friend ever but I need your help."
"Well, I'm the best friend you could ever have so we balance each other." Ino joked. "Anything Sakura."
"I need to tell Uchiha Sasuke that I love him."
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Monday.
"I don't know Ino…"
"It's perfect Sakura, I swear. Even I'm jealous of this whole thing. Who wouldn't want this kind of confession?"
"Personally I don't. What more Uchiha Sasuke, the epitome of a manly-man?"
"Oh psh, both of you suck at love." Sakura was silent at that. "I swear that everything will be perfect by the end of the day."
"But Ino… Don't you think it's a little cliché?"
"If a man does it, but when a woman does it, it's like a whole new different level!"
"It's embarrassing!"
"Do you want to die without experiencing the joy of love?"
"…"
"I thought so. Trust me, Sakura. This will be perfect."
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The sun was starting to set and it was time for Sasuke to head home after a groggy soccer practice, it felt as if those two hours were the longest in all of soccer practice history. His mood didn't particularly lift since his team didn't listen to him when he cried out that they had to go to the shower room, instead they frolicked and acted like idiots playing on their own. He didn't bother, he was too tired to even be mad. So when he passed by the field, he was glad it was empty. Finally.
When he reached the gates, he was confused to see his whole team standing there, still in their stinky sweaty soccer uniform. They all had creepy joker smiles on their faces. Sasuke thought he was seriously going to get killed.
He was about to say something when he saw Sakura being suddenly pushed toward him. She paused in front of him, "H-Hi." She spoke.
Sasuke continued to look down at her, his face blank.
"I-I." Sakura took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm sorry for acting like a complete jerk and being the worst friend in the history of ever. I know for a fact that you always take your dates to my favorite restaurant then watch the movie that I've been raving about. I also know that you lie every time I ask why your dates end so early, you always say that they have curfew at eight. No one has curfew at eight, this isn't the seventies." Then Sakura's took another breath and this time she spoke calmly almost wistfully.
"I know that you always hate why I don't eat lunch so at three you bring me somewhere for snacks. I know that you think my games are stupid but you play with me anyway. I know that you hate it when I sleep really late but you stay awake with me and in the end I fall asleep ahead of you. I also know that you hate me for being such a coward for being so afraid of commitment. And I know that you bring that blue velvet box with you everywhere, tucked in the secret pocket of your bag." She started to tear up. "I know you hate why I'm such a burden to you, a fucked up teenager with a fucked up family who only knows how to bitch about everything else. I know you hate me Sasuke, but you're my best friend and I love you and I don't know how I could've survived everything without you. I'm sorry."
Then Sasuke's team raised up boards which spelled out 'I'M SORRY' in hasty paint. Sakura wiped the tears away from her face. "That was Ino's idea."
And true to her word Sasuke fished out the blue velvet box that he carried everywhere. He juggled it in his hands. "So what now?"
Sakura's eyes widened at his statement. "W-What? I want us to be friends again."
"Friends?" He pondered for a while. "No."
"What?"
"No."
"W-Why not?"
"I don't want to be just friends." Sasuke said simply. "No matter how long ago that was, my feelings are still the same, I like you Haruno Sakura. I want you to be my girlfriend. I mean what's wrong with that? Nothing changes, everything will be the same, the only difference would be when someone asks me, 'What is Haruno Sakura to you?' I can answer with pride, 'my girlfriend'." He opened the box to her. "And I'm sorry if the ring is scaring you, it's just that I was so excited and so sure that you'd say yes." He shut the box closed and stuffed it back in his bag.
He took Sakura's hand and looked her in the eyes. "I won't bend on one knee, no rings, no music, no giant assembly, no anything, just you and me. So for the nth time, Haruno Sakura, would you please be my girlfriend?"
Sakura's tears started falling again. "Why? This is supposed to be my apology and you're upstaging me. I hate you Uchiha Sasuke, I hate youuuuu."
"I'm an Uchiha, it's basic instinct." Sasuke shrugged.
"I'll say yes if you promise to say no to your fangirls."
"I'll say no if you say yes."
"This is going nowhere."
Sasuke chuckled. "Just say it."
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SP/n: Yes, finished! :)