Sakura-inner Sakura

Sakura- reply to inner Sakura

Sakura- normal perspective (3rd Person)

I do not own Naruto.

Chapter 4: Maybe Not So Speechless

So what I thought was going to be a "dressy-casual" restaurant, ended up being what looked like an abandoned warehouse.

"It's an abandoned warehouse." What do ya know? I was right.

For once.

Hey

Sorry

"I come here often as a safe haven. It's rare that I would bring someone up here. Unless it's the dobe."

"What do you mean "up here"? And you guys still call each other names?"

My first question was answered when he opened a wall (ooo spooky) and suddenly an elevator appeared. (Magical!)

"Yeah. I see Naruto practically everyday. Of course I make fun of him."

I laughed. "I saw him today. He, Hinata, and I are going to see a movie this weekend."

"Really? That's odd. So am I."

"Huh?"

"The dobe invited me to dinner with them too."

"Oh. I wasn't invited to dinner."

I looked up to Sasuke's face, only now to realize he was pretty tall. I'd estimate a little over six feet. Yeah, that's about right. I also noticed he had a very quizzical look on his face. Almost as if he was in really deep thought.

Or he's constipated.

Ewe gross. Why would you say that?

Idk. But you can't deny that you totally just imagined him on a toilet.

Ewe. Just go away.

That's going to be hard you know.

Well at least be really quiet for a while.

Fine with me.

"Do you want to come?"

"Where?"

"To dinner."

Before I knew it he was in my face with that smirk I know and love. Errr…the smirk that I know and remember.

You said love.

Nuh-uh.

Um. Yeah huh.

Didn't I tell you to be quiet?

"Are you asking me out on a date Sasuke?"

Immediately his cheeks turned a slight pinkish color but before I could get a really good look, he retreated to the "cool" stance away from me.

"Do you want to go or not?"

With a smile on my face, I gladly said yes.

"Speaking of dinner, I thought we were going to eat."

"We are."

The elevator finally stopped after what seemed like forever. He opened the door like a gentleman should, and I allowed myself into the amazing eclectic loft that must be anyone's dream suite. As I look around, I notice the wall in the back is covered by a huge canvas. On it was a gorgeous blend of colors starting from a deep blue on the left into a deep red on the right. Several colors in between were organized in a most fascinating way. I wonder what inspired him…..

I also noticed a table for two set up in the middle of the floor. Though there are bowls, there is no food. I turned to ask him about it but he wasn't there. Instead, he was in the kitchen. It almost looked like he was….cooking?

"Are you cooking?"

"Does that impress you?"

He looked up to me after turning on the stove. I was surprised. But it wasn't the question that surprised me. It was the look he gave me. It was not the look you would normally see on an Uchiha, it was a look that I felt honored to witness. It was a smile. Sasuke Uchiha actually had a smile on his face.

Sasuke

Had a smile

I never thought I'd see the day. It made me smile. It made me even giggle a little.

"Yeah. It kind of does."

"Well I'm not that great."

It was another first. He's admitting he's actually bad at something? What happened while I was gone?

"I doubt that." I said rolling my eyes.

"Why?"

"'Cause, you're the best at everything. Baseball, math, swimming, art, music, Lacrosse, poetry. You are like the epitome of a genius. Someone any one would be proud of. Whether it's a parent, friend, girlfriend….

"Girlfriend? You think too much of me." He said as he handed me a knife and the peppers.

"Why? Don't you have one?"

"No."

"None? Like ever? At all?"

"Some stupid ones. Nothing serious. You?"

"Have I had any girlfriends? No, I don't think so."

"You know what I mean."

I laughed. "I know. Same as you. A few but nothing serious."

His head slowly rose and gave me a questioning look.

"What? You don't believe me? I think you think too little of me."

He began chopping the zucchini with that smirk on his face.

"Quite the opposite Sakura Haruno." He muttered it in order for me not to hear it. But I don't think he noticed that I definitely heard it. And for a couple of minutes, I was just shocked that I was cutting the same place over and over and over again. I didn't know what to say…. I guess nothing. That's how Sasuke likes me better after all. I looked up to study his face. I noticed how delicate and graceful he looked. Another first.

He's chopping zucchini.

Don't screw the moment

Sorry, but I think I just did

Sigh. It's okay. It was nice while it lasted.

I finished chopping the peppers and he finished the zucchini and steak. We put the ingredients in the saucepan along with some snap-peas (snow peas if that's what you call them), carrots, and red onions.

Because the table was set, I just brought my bowl to the skillet and filled it. Sasuke did the same and we both grabbed a glass of water and sat down at the table. I took the first bite and it was amazing.

"Wow! This is really good! I had no idea you could cook Sasuke."

"Well I'm the best at everything."

"That's not conceited at all."

"It was a joke.

Joking? What the hell did happen when we left? This is like a whole new person. I like it.

You're right. I think there's something going on here…

"You helped too."

"Yeah. And you know I love bell peppers."

"I remember."

I looked at him curiously.

"Really? What else do you remember?"

"Everything."

Wow. One word and I feel all of that loneliness come towards me so fast I don't even have time to think before my eyes begin to water. I quickly blinked the upcoming tears away. Grateful that he didn't look up to notice.

"I remember that even though you loved how your hair was pink, it's not your favorite color. Red is. I remember how you always wished you were vegan but you complained that soy ice-cream just wasn't right, and that fake meat didn't taste the same. I remember that you could never do a cartwheel. But the day you tried for probably the thousandth time, you were so happy you did it, you started jumping and lost your balance. I had to carry you all the way to the hospital because you broke your leg after all the trying. I remember the irony of it. I remember you always wanted a pet monkey. I remember how you were terrified of elevators until the dobe and I pushed you into one and you were fine with it, after you threw up." I blushed after he said that. "I remember a lot sakura. I remember you."

He finally looked up. But this time, I couldn't blink back the tears that came running down my face. And unlike before, when he was used to me crying all the time and walking away, he abruptly stood up form his chair, came to mine, and pulled me put of it and closer to him.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. So I acted on instinct and pulled myself closer to him, and cried.

But it didn't end there. He pulled me closer, if it was possible, and he held me tighter, which made me clutch his shirt tighter. I felt like screaming. Four years of tears falling freely from my eyes. Four years of feelings finally making a break along with that horrible memory.

"I…I…I didn't even cry….when she died." I managed to say through sobs.

He pulled me away and bent down to look at me.

"Who died?"

I didn't answer.

"Who died Sakura?" he spoke sternly this time.

"My mom." I whispered quietly.

I sobbed. He comforted. And that was all I needed from a true friend.

"It's okay."

"Thank you, Sasuke. And I promise I'll never leave you again."

"Hn. Too much happened." I needed you

"Everything was different with out you."

He didn't answer which led me to think that he wanted me to continue.

"Um. Can we talk about it later? I don't really want to cry any more.

"Sure."

"So, I guess we should finish eating…"

"Hn."

We sat back down I in my seat, and he in his. I started eating so fast just to keep my mind from thinking of what just happened. How embarrassing to have him look at me while I was crying.

But he comforted you. He never did that before.

You're right. It just makes me more suspicious of if something is going on.

And even though I was stuffing my face, I could feel eyes staring at me the whole time I ate. I didn't dare look up though. But I knew Sasuke was staring at me.

I finally finished eating and decided to look up. Man was that a mistake. Sasuke was staring at me with that dreamy look in his eyes with his elbows on the table and his face in his hands. I didn't know if I was supposed to say something. So I did. And I regret this more than looking up.

"That's not very nice etiquette."

"…."

"You have your elbows on the table."

"I'm finished."

I looked at his plate and what do ya know? He was finished eating…..that just proves how talented he is! He can look at me and eat at the same time! I wish I could multi task like that. Man. I am so envious. Just Kidding! If I could, I wouldn't get away with a lot. I enjoy playing dumb.

"Oh. Never mind then."

Instead of laughing at me or smirking or something I would've thought Sasuke would do, he got up and picked up my plate and made his way to the sink. I quickly followed, being the good guest that I am, and insisted on helping.

"I can help."

"No."

Well someone likes to be in charge.

"Pleeeeeeaaaaaasssseee." I added a pouty face just to tick him off.

Instead of answering, he just handed me a cloth I assume is to dry the dishes with.

"Can't I clean them?" I love washing dishes. The dish soap makes your hands feel so slimy it's so awesome!

He sighed and dropped the dished back in the sink and switched positions with me.

"Thanks."

"Hn."

"You know, since we have been apart for so long, I would've thought that maybe your vocabulary had increased at least a little.

He gave me a look that almost looked like a smile but was really a smirk. But I like to think it's a smile. So, let's just say he smiled.

After I cleaned one of the first plates, the tension from before was in the air and I didn't know what to say to ease my mind or the awkward silence. Though I'm sure it wasn't awkward for him, he loves silences. But I'm the guest so I win. And since I was able to use the hose because the plate was too big to just turn in the small sink, I had an idea. Of course this idea involved the chance of losing the friend title I had just recently won, and the future "date" that Sasuke invited me to, but I don't care. I need to have fun. And I think having fun with Sasuke is, well, fun.

So I squirted Sasuke. And once again, I have something to go on my regrettable ideas for the past few hours. But it wasn't like I totally drenched him; all I did was get his shirt a little wet. But I don't think he like that very much. Because after I did, he took the hose form me and aimed it at my shoes. Why not my dress? I don't know. Maybe he somehow can tell it's important to me.

Oops. I spoke too soon. Oh well, just one more memory I can add to the dreaded thing. It's bound to not fit me soon anyways.

"Sasuke! I can't believe you just did that!"

It seems like my regretful list is long. But I think that the list of Sasuke's firsts of the nights is even longer. He smiled. I know he did earlier so it's not really a first, but he was smiling as well as laughing, as well as holding his stomach, as well as the fact that it was the second smile of the night…maybe even the third. I don't know, I lost track. See! You are not supposed to lose track when he smiles! You are supposed to treasure the moment and wish it to last forever! Oh well.

"Why not? I can. I just did." He continues to laugh. So I do the reasonable thing.

I jump on him. Okay. So maybe it wasn't the most reasonable thing, but, I already did it. So now we're falling to the ground because he was bent over when I did it, and he lost his balance. Somehow, he had good enough reflexes to be able to flip us in mid….fall….so that he landed on the hard, rough, slick tile. And me on him. This really was not a good idea.

"Oomph."

"Are you okay Sasuke?"

"?"

"Yeah. Thanks…."

"Hn."

I looked down on him. I noticed how beautiful he looked. And I just couldn't resist. He was breathing so normally as if I didn't way a lot to land on top of him while falling. His eyes were shut though so maybe he was trying to breathe normally….waiting for me to get up….oh well.

So slowly I bend down. Slowly. And I mean really slowly. His eyes are still shut though. So it's not as embarrassing. My lips are only a centimeter from his. But I can't do it. I can't touch the lips that aren't mine to touch. The lips that I finally started to stop fantasizing over. The lips I had finally stopped having dreams of on mine.

Cough cough

Shut up!

So I pull back. I pull back slowly and remove myself form his lap. He sits up after feeling the pressure come off of his hips.

"I should probably go home now."

"Yeah. I'll drive you." He was facing the sink and I was away from him. Almost as if he knew what happened, and I pretended not to. Though he probably did, seeing as how reaching his lips would take some adjustment on his body. And I was on him, so it's not like he couldn't feel it.

The elevator ride was quiet. Like really quiet. I couldn't even hear him breathe. And guys breathe really loud so I don't know how…. But I couldn't even hear myself breathe…maybe I was deaf form the fall!

"Lalala." I didn't really sing it, I just said it…to test my self.

But once again, I regret it. Sasuke gave me the weirdest look ever! Well, it was more like he was looking at me like I was the weirdest person ever, the look itself wasn't weird. Oh well. Maybe he should just get used to it. I'm sick of all these regrets.

The door opened and we both walked to the next door and onto his bike. The ride home went by a lot faster than the ride on the way there. I wish it wasn't. I was not excited to go home. I knew that when I did I would march directly to my room and avoid any and all contact with Mai.

We were in the driveway when I got off of the bike. I handed Sasuke the helmet I wore and he put on the back seat. He took off his helmet to talk to me and I blushed so red when he shook his hair, like most guys do, to get rid of the helmet hair that was never really there.(like most guys do. It gets annoying sometimes. I counted how many times a substitute teacher did in one block; it was a total of 54 times in an hour and forty-five minutes. Isn't that sad? That's more times than I twirl my hair, comb through it, or pick at my split ends all together.)

"Well Sasuke I'm sorry I got you wet."

"Hn. Me too."

"Yeah. But I had fun. A night out was exactly what I needed."

"Hn."

"so what about you?"

"What about me?"

"How was your night?" what changed with you?

"I had fun."

"Well good. We should do this again sometime."

"This weekend."

"Oh. Well actually,,, I was going to go to see a….." I looked at him after I stopped talking and I felt so stupid.

"Never mind. This weekend. Dinner, you me, Naruto, hinata, movie. Right. See you then. Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow too since we have school and all but yeah. Just forget what I said earlier. I had fun. Well don't forget that part because I really did have fun. Just forget the part about me rambling."

Nice.

Okay really? Just shut up!

"Sigh. Just…goodnight Sasuke."

"Night."

After he said that, he started to back away. I thought for a while. A kiss on the lips would ruin everything, but a quick peck on the cheek could seem like I'm mature enough to still think of him as a friend. Yeah.

"Sasuke wait!"

He stopped abruptly and I ran to him. I gave him a quick peck on his cheek and backed away.

"Thanks again Sasuke. For everything."

"Hn." He said with a smirk and I swear a blush. Even if it was little. Then he put his helmet on and drove away. I ran upstairs and ignored the bickering of the blonde thing with boobs and turned my Ipod and the perfect song was playing. Behind the Mask by Escape the Fate. (So it might not be the perfect song, but I really love it. And I also realized, that no matter how hard I try to deny it, I rally love Sasuke too.)

So what do you think? I know I haven't updated in a while…. But what is going on with Sasuke? Or is Sakura just paranoid into thinking that there is no possible way Sasuke likes her. Does Sasuke like her? How will their "Date" turn out? Keep reading and see! I promise I will update soon…I just have to keep writing. So if you give me reviews it will motivate me a lot! So, REVIEW PLEASE!

Thanks,

YDITS