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Okies, since I have been told to update so manytimes, that must mean I've fallen behind. I'm REALLY sorry about that. You see, (This is actually true) I've been sick and caught up in homework and all that crap, that I haven't had time to write, gasp!

Well, here it is though, Chapter five.

Oh Woe Is Me, It's Konoha High


Chapter Five

Sasuke pulled the black hat over his eyes. He hated the mall, but he had agreed to go. Who could resist big green eyes? Certainly not Uchiha Sasuke, nope, he was a sucker. Sucker Sasuke.

"… I'm really sorry Sasuke, it's just I don't have a car."

"I know."

"Well duh," Sakura pulled him into a shop.

Sasuke pulled away from the 'woman' shop. He wouldn't be caught dead in such a store.

Sakura recovered from the sharp tug, "Sasuke, come on!" She pulled on his cloth covered arm.

"No, do it yourself."

"I can't!" Sakura whined, stamping her foot.

God the girl had violent mood-swings; Sasuke frowned, "Why not?"

"Because," Sakura replied, jutting out her lower lip, "I need your help!"

Sasuke growled, "Why?"

"Because, I need you to tell me if you like the stuff I buy!"

"Why do I need to like it?"

"Because, I need a second opinion," Sakura gave his arm another weak tug.

"Why? Who's it for?"

"My mom."

"You're mom?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Why do you need to know?"

"Because I'm not going in there if it isn't important."

"It's my mom's birthday, and she's baking herself a cake and I was thinking of inviting you."

Sasuke grabbed the pastel haired girl's arm, "Come on."


"How about this one?" Sakura held her wrist in front of Sasuke's nose.

Sasuke sniffed the daisies. He almost puked, "Hn."

"Okay…" Sakura placed the sample bottle down on the shelf. She looked at a small red crystal bottle, "How 'bout this one?" She sprayed the perfume for Sasuke to sniff.

This, time, Sasuke rather enjoyed the smell, "Aa."

Sakura grinned, "Great! We'll get this one. Let's find one more, my mom likes variety." Sakura picked up the small bottle of vanilla perfume.

The two strolled through the pack of women on their Sunday morning shopping sprees. "Is your mom really going to make a cake?"

Sakura nodded.

Sasuke resisted the urge to drool. He had sampled some of Sakura's mother's cooking, and he loved it. He couldn't wait till Sakura's mother's birthday came around.

"Perfect!"

"Hmn?" Sasuke leaned over Sakura shoulder. His eyes came in contact with a small lavender colored bottle.

"My mom loves these flowers!" Sakura held the small bottle of lilac perfume up to the orange lights.

"Well then get it," Sasuke ordered, still leaning over Sakura's shoulder.

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because, I don't have enough money," Sakura frowned and patted her jean skirt pocket.

Sasuke shrugged, "I'll pay for that one. It'll be a gift from me."

Sakura grinned, eyes sparkling with happiness.

Sasuke straightened back up, a blush on his face, "Aa, let's buy this stuff. Is there anything else you want?"

Sakura shook her head, "No thank you Sasuke!"

Sasuke turned his face now pink, "Go on ahead. I want to look for something."

"Okay!" Sakura skipped towards the front desk like a little girl who'd just been bought candy by a nice, handsome stranger.

Sasuke picked up two bottles he had eyed earlier and fallowed the giddy girl to the front desk.


"Thank you Sasuke!" Sakura sipped her hot chocolate cautiously.

Sasuke sipped his own, "Aa."

"So, I should head home and wrap these things, eh?"

"Aa," Sasuke brought the plastic cup to his pale lips again.

"Tired?"

"Aa."

Sakura giggled, now used to the boy's lack of speech, being with him for a total of two weeks did that to a person.

The king of Konoha High used his cheap plastic cup to warm his face.

Sakura stopped, "Wait, I need to give you yours."

"Aa." Sasuke took the small crimson bottle from Sakura, "Thanks."

Sakura nodded. She watched Sasuke walk away, until, "Wait, what about-"

Sasuke turned and smirked. He got into his car and drove away.


Naruto pulled the covers off his bed. It was already one 'o' clock. He felt like hell. Naruto sniffed and blew his nose on a crumpled tissue.

A knock echoed through the little room. Naruto ran his hands through his hair and pulled on a robe, "Coming!" His voice was strangled by a scratchy throat and his stuffed nose. He pulled open the door, "H-Hinata?"

"Oh, d-did I w-wake you up?" Her hands trembled around the thermos in her hands.

"No, um… come in." Naruto cleared the entry way and kicked various articles of clothing, mainly underwear, out of Hinata's view.

"H-how are you feeling?"

Naruto smiled uneasily, "Horrible."

"Y-you m-missed t-three days of s-school," Hinata placed the thermos on the counter.

"Yeah, I need to get better," He stood and walked over to Hinata, "What's that?"

"Soup, do you have any bowels?"

Naruto shook his head, "I've not been to work in a couple days, I need to get back."

Hinata nodded, "Chopsticks?"

Naruto nodded and pointed to a drawer by the fridge.

Hinata opened the drawer and found piles upon piles of chopsticks. Formal ones, ones with little foxes on them, and plain wooden ones, even a pair of child's chopsticks. Hinata pulled out a pair.

"Did you bring me ramen?"

"No," Hinata smiled, "I brought something good for you."

Naruto frowned, "You didn't bring me vegetables did you?"

"No," Hinata forced Naruto into a seat at the makeshift table, "You'll like it."

"What is it?"

"Soup."

"I know that, Hina."

The dark haired girl blushed a deep red.

"Please tell me!"

Hinata opened the lid and dipped the chopsticks into the contents of the thermos, "Say ah."

Naruto did as he was told and swallowed what his mouth captured. He chewed for a minute, and swallowed some more, "You've got to teach me how to make this stuff!"


Sakura pulled herself out of bed and into the bathroom for her Monday morning shower.

The sight that greeted her wasn't unusual, in fact, it was rather boring. Sakura pulled off her clothes and stepped into the shower. Moments passed by, and then she realized, she hadn't turned on the shower.

Sakura rolled her eyes, turned the knob and pushed a lever. She was greeted with cold water. She shrieked and immediately stepped out of the stream. She turned the knob and the water slowly turned into a warm jet.

Sakura sighed and washed her hair. Today wasn't going to be very good.


"Mom, come eat!" Sakura placed a plate on the table.

She had made an all-American breakfast for her mother. She still couldn't understand why she loved the stuff. She shook her head and placed a fork by her mother's plate and chopsticks by her own.

Her mother came into view and Sakura whipped off the apron.

"Sakura, I love this new perfume it's- oh wow sweetie! You really out did yourself!"

Sakura shrugged and accepted the hugs and kisses from her mother, "Not really. Happy birthday, mom!" She pull her mother's seat out.

"Why thank you!" She picked up her fork and started to eat, "Oh- my! This is great!"

Sakura grinned, happy her cooking skills had improved.

"You might just surpass your old mother here!"

Sakura laughed, "Impossible!" She moved some food around with her chopsticks, "Um… you wouldn't mind if I invited someone over to eat cake with us, would you?"

Haruko shrugged, "Depends on who it is. Who is it sweetie? Ino?"

"No, um… you remember Sasuke, right?"

"Yes…" Haruko eyed her daughter suspiciously, liking very much as to where this was possibly going.

"Well, would you mind if I brought him home after school to eat dinner with us?" Sakura winced, she had made Sasuke sound like the class pet.

Haruko grinned, "I would love to have him over!"

Sakura let out a hefty sigh, "Alright," She glanced at the clock, "Oh! I'm going to be late!" Sakura jumped up, a piece of toast hanging from her mouth, "Buye mum!" She removed the piece from her mouth and kissed her mother on the cheek, "Bye!"

"Sakura-"

"Not now, got to go! Happy birthday!" She slammed the door.

"-do you want me to give you a ride?" Haruko asked the air helplessly. She sighed and picked up her plate, she had such a weird daughter.


Sakura pumped her legs as fast as they would go. If she was lucky, she'd make the bus.

But, Sakura was not lucky at all. As she arrived at the bus stop, the white and blue bus drove off.

"Wait! Wait!" Sakura waved her hands in the air like a crazed maniac, "No! No! Stop, come back!"

Mother's pushed their small children away from the raving girl, and men in Italian made leisure suites chocked on their coffee.

That's when Sakura spotted a familiar Fiat Barchetta.


Sasuke eyed the clock. Seven-thirty… good, he was running right on time. He hummed along with the song on the radio. Sasuke was in an unusually good mood that day.

He looked up at the blue sky and the shining sun through his tinted windshield. Ah, everything was going great. He was possibly going to get a slice of Ms. Haruno's cake! Ah, what a day.

That was when he spotted a pink head jumping up and down in the crowd and running with his car. He rolled his eyes and pulled up to the curb.


Sasuke's car slowly drove up the curb, careful to not scratch any paint. Sakura grinned and ran up to the car. Spouting off occasional 'excuse me' s, 'pardons' and 'sorry' s.

The tinted window slowly rolled down.

"May I ask why you were flagging down my car pathetic little fan girl."

Sakura reached into the window and slapped Sasuke over the head, "You meanie."

"You know I could drive away right now."

"You know, I could un-invite you to my house this evening."

"She said yes?" Sasuke asked hopefully.

"Yes. Don't change the subject-" Sakura squealed and whacked her head on the roof of Sasuke's car. She pulled her head out the window and shook her fist in the air, "Don't every touch my ass again you pervert!"

Sasuke laughed, "Get in the car, or we're going to be late."

Sakura gasped, "Oh my god, I almost forgot about that!" She pulled open the car door and closed it with the utmost care.

"Thank you. Now, we can go," Sasuke slammed the radio button, and sped onto the freeway.


"How can you listen to that horrid music!"

"It is not 'horrid music', it's perfectly fine music," Sasuke replied coolly. He took his seat.

"It's crap."

"It's not."

"Well, maybe I would have a different opinion if you didn't blast the stuff."

Sasuke shrugged.

Sakura looked at Naruto's empty seat, "Do you think Naruto will be here today?"

Sasuke shrugged once again.

"I don't know, he certainly doesn't want to be here."

Sakura looked up, "Naruto!"

Sasuke turned his head, "Oh, it's you. I thought you died."

Sakura slapped Sasuke over the back of the head and latched onto Naruto, "I was worried! You havn't been in school for three days!"

Naruto shrugged, patting Sakura on the head, enjoying the attention he was receiving, "I was worried too. I mean, Sasuke can get pretty out of hand."

Sakura giggled and let go of Naruto, "Well, I'm glad you're back. Are you feeling any better?"

"I am now."

Sakura rolled her eyes.

The bell sounded off, and Kakashi was no where in sight.

"Where is he?"

"Maybe he's out jacking-"

A slapping sound could be heard.

"Don't you finish that sentence you pervert!"

"Or maybe he's making out with his physics book."

"Naw, maybe it's Anko-sensei. I heard they got it on in the janitors' closet."

"Actually, that's not true."

"How would you know?" The guy looked around at his friends, they all had fearful looks on their faces.

"Because I'm the one supposedly 'getting it on' with my dear friend Mitarashi-sensei," Kakashi stood straight.

The whole class- minus Sasuke and Sasuke wannabes- burst out laughing. Though, Sasuke did smirk.

Kakashi did a 'Kakashi-skip', which was nothing more that a bounce in his step, up to the front of the classroom.

"I'm sorry I'm late, but you see, the science teacher at the middle school was having trouble with her pet turtle-"

"More like her bra clasp!" The boy who had spoken out earlier screamed.

The class erupted into fits of giggles, except for the faithful table Seven.

Kakashi shrugged, "Well, if you want that to be the excuse. The science teacher at the middle school was having trouble with her bra clasp and asked me to help her out. I couldn't say no."

The class laughed harder.

"Oh, and Mister Takahashi?"

"Yea sensei?"

"A weeks worth of detention."

The class was roaring by now.


"Aw, that's no fair! You get the fun first period!" Ino shoved her books in her locker.

"I guess. But it wasn't all that funny."

"Oh really?"

"No, it was hilarious," Sakura grinned, "Let's go before were late."

Ino held a finger out, "Wait, wait…" She slammed the lid down on her eye liner, "Done, come on!"

Sakura eyed Ino wearily, "What's with all the make up?"

"Sasuke."

"Wha?" Sakura's eyes widened, "Why Sasuke?"

"Because I'm going to ask him on a date for tonight."

Sakura smiled sheepishly.

"What?"

"Sorry, he taken."

Ino gasped, "No!"

"Yea."

"You're dating Uchiha Sasuke?"

And that was how the second biggest rumor of the year spread around Konoha High. The new girl, Haruno Sakura, was dating the exclusive Uchiha Sasuke. Fangirls get your torches and your pitchforks, were going on a raid.


Happy birthday to Haruko! Because we love Sakura's mommy so much more than she does. Joking. Haruko's birthday isn't over by the way.

I'm really sorry for the short chapter and the time skips. I'm not on my writing seat today. BUT! I did manage to get you another chapter. And in return, you have to tell me how it is, and if it's alright. Which means... review! Because you want to soooooo much. wink wink

Well, I'm going to burry my head in some books, Ja!