My parents were insane. Let me explain. (Is rhyming what I have to resort to? Honestly.)
After Kakashi pried me from Sasuke's person, he coughed a little and got up slowly, but moved to back once he saw me kicking and screaming at him to give me those tickets. Why was I so high maintenance about those tickets? I have waited three years, three freaking years to go to one of their concerts, but they were always either on the side of the coast, other side of the country or the other side of the globe, and my parents thought I was too immature to go to even go to the other side of the city for some CDs.
Once I found out that they were going to be in Konoha for three day concert, I begged and pleaded at my parents to let me go, and promised that Itachi would be there with me the entire time.
Let me tell you about my parents and Itachi.
He is like Kami-reincarnated to them. It's legit.
"A very high respected well rounded young man and an Uchiha no less!" my mom gushed to me the first day they met him as I was cleaning the dishes.
They almost caved except when they realized we had to stay over at a hotel for two nights before coming home. The concert was all the way in Suna and it would take four hours just to get there and the concert was at night. My parents loved Itachi, but recently they realized that was a guy, a senior guy, with hormones and was very close to their little (so insulting) girl. Father dearest wouldn't have it.
If a girl could have gone with us, it would have been fine, but Itachi already gave the other ticket he had to a cousin of his, Madara. Even utter that guy's name in my house would send my dad off.
Madara was known for being friendlier towards me then what was wanted considering he was twenty-one. I wouldn't have gone if it wasn't MCR, but it was, so he could have been freaking Orochimaru and I still would have gone.
My dad was a straight no on me going and I was too pissed off, but that was at the beginning of the summer, so I got time to get over it. That's not the reason why my parents are insane. Nu-uh, it was their suggestion for punishment after the whole ordeal.
We were sitting across from Tsundae with Sasuke and his parents next to him. They thought it would be a good idea to have us sit next to each other. The adult mind is too demented for me to decipher, so I won't.
Sasuke looked smug and I eyed him warily. I was calmer then I was a couple of minutes ago. Sasuke and I were arguing about what just happened.
"Tsundae, the only solution to this issue," I eyed Sasuke as he glared back, "is for you to take him out of all of my classes and make sure we never cross paths ever." I smiled adding a bit more warmth to it to get my point across and Tsundae was about to talk when Sasuke jumped up and turned towards me.
"Why the hell should she do that? Personally," he turned back to Tsundae with a convincing smirk, "I think we should spend more time together since we obviously need to talk things out." He turned back at my raised eyebrow and my newly crossed arms. I smiled coldly at him and he faltered a bit.
"And who will stop me from eventually killing you with a pen, hmm? Yeah, I thought so." I turned back to Tsundae who was still silent. Sasuke got closer to me. I could see that in my peripheral vision.
"What's your problem with me? All I've been trying to do is get you to like me." He muttered and sat in his seat glaring at the floor. My jaw dropped. That's how he tries to get my attention?
"Well, it's a pretty half assed way to get someone's attention. Mocking, teasing, and humiliating are just what you do to a girl to get her to notice you. Good job, hun." I clapped sarcastically, and he turned towards me sharply.
"That was before, idiot. Besides, I know all of this is wearing you down. You can't tell me that you're not even a little impressed by my determination." Tsundae eyed us like a tennis match, soaking in every comment waiting for the next player's move.
"Nada. Zip. Zilch. The big goose egg," I said as he smirked turning to the other side of the room ignoring him until my parents got here and straighten this out. Hopefully, they would see that Sasuke and I in the same area would cause mass destruction. Oh, and stop our learning or whatever. I tilted my head in thought. Maybe I can convince them that my grades have suffered greatly from the "emotional effects this has brought on me" or some shit like that.
I shook my head. It was still fresh in the school year and my grades were fine, so that got scratched off. I didn't have time to think for very long since both my parents and his came through the door at the same time. Shit. Carpooling sucked.
"Hello Principal Tsundae, how are you," my mom asked kindly as she took the seat right next to me before giving me a look at said "What in Kami's trousers did you do?" At least my mom did it discreetly though. Mrs. Uchiha blithely gave Sasuke a "Your ass is done" look and I chuckled silently as he sunk into his seat a little. He glared at me once he saw me laughing. The dads in the room just sat next to their respective wives quietly although I could see both were tense.
Tsundae sighed and rubbed her eyes with her hands. I shifted in my seat as she looked at all of us over her hands moving back and forth between each family. What in the world was wrong with her? She is never like this. Frankly, I would have expected our asses to be served with a side of mashed potatoes by now. I didn't like how this was going. Could we actually get in real trouble for this?
My eyes widened as she opened some files on her desk. This could not go on my permanent record. Sure I've been in a fight, but I was never stupid enough to do it on school grounds or anywhere related to school. Plus, the whole snitch rule and my connections with Akatsuki saved my ass more I could count. That record told of a responsible, never got a detention in her life, straight A student. What college would take me if I got a freaking suspension out of this?
Money wasn't an object for us, but my parents were too strict on my grades, but left me alone knowing I was my own worst enemy when it came to my grades.
That indirectly included my permanent record.
I was now uncomfortable in my seat and I glanced at Sasuke from the corner of my eye and saw him staring at me. He blushed and looked away while I became exasperated. Was this kid on some new medication Itachi didn't tell me about? No one in the right of mind would go from angry to a freaking schoolgirl in under five minutes. The universe just did not work that way.
I felt like I was in a freaking cliché that gagged you with fluff. *Shudder*
"Mister and Miss Haruno and Mister and Miss Uchiha, I obviously have my hands tied. I don't know what to do with your kids for the simple fact that I never experienced such an outbreak of emotion from two students who according to their records have not given any teacher any reason to believe it would come to this. If this was a regular case, you would have just been phoned of the situation and their punishment would have been given as well as yours to proceed at home. Considering both of your families' titles and how they act normally, it left me a bit concerned as to why they acted this way towards each other," she eyed all six of us as we sat there still and wide eyed.
Well expect for Sasuke and Fugaku. That was a given though.
"I sent them to sit in my office to see how they acted towards each other because as you know the influence of others could be a trigger for such behavior," both my mother and his nodded, "but it seems as though they've acted like the way they have towards each other for quite some time now. I would like to discuss the manor of their behavior with you privately. Sasuke and Sakura, may you wait outside my office while I discuss matters with your parents and the appropriate punishment for your actions?" I nodded numbly and got up to leave the room, but paced as soon as I got out.
Shit, this wasn't looking good. Even if I did get off scotch free, my parents knew what happened and would give me a reason to want detention for the rest of my life after they were done. Sasuke came a little bit after me and I stared at him harshly. He raised an eyebrow at me and smirked daring me to start a fight.
I opened my mouth to say something, but faltered. I saw that stupid gleam in his eyes that told me he liked it when we fought like it was some sick cat and mouse game between us. I still wanted punch his nose back into his face, but what good would that do me? Another week of suspension?
I moaned and slide down the wall the Tsundae's door was on and held my head in my hands. Suspension? Really? Was my brain trying to let me off a bridge? Sasuke looked frustrated and confused as he saw me go from angry to whiny in the last two seconds. Wonderful, the chicken shit disease was getting to me. They should really make a cure for that.
"Naw, it's a condition where you have a stick lodged in your asshole. Your only hope is surgery. Trust me, I checked."
I giggled lightly think my brain made up that pile of crap, but realized it was a male voice not the female voice in my head. I turned quickly to the direction of the voice to see Sasuke staring at me . . . again.
"Did you say something?" I asked confused. Sasuke was the queen (yes, queen) of serious. At most, he would crack a smirk and an insulting comment on his best days. A joke was far out of his territory and more into Itachi's. Sasuke didn't answer me, but he did smirk, turn back to the front of the lobby, and lean on the same wall I was.
I looked up at him as I had to do most times since he was taller than me, but from the floor this time. What was his deal? It had never gotten this out of hand until this year. A taunting smirk and greeting finger to the face was the routine for the last forever! What happened been the beginning of the school year and now to make him go all Willy Wonka on me?
"What," he asked annoyed probably because I was looking at him like one of Orochimaru's pets gone wrong. He shifted a little to his other leg and glanced down at me with furrowed eyebrows. I pursed my lips trying to pick out my words carefully in a way that he won't get insulted. Yeah, I'm actually taking the time not to insult him.
He wasn't giving me much to work with.
I sighed, got up from my seat, and faced him. He raised an eyebrow at my crossed arms and heavy set frown as I straighten up and stood firmly. If I was going to survive the last two years of my high school career here, I needed him to seriously leave me alone.
"Look, I know you claim that you like me, but a relationship between us that is even remotely friendly is not gonna happen anytime soon. I'm being honest with you when I say there is no possible way on this green Earth that I will go out with you willingly and have you come out living to tell the tale," he stared at me harshly, but kept quiet as I went on, "We have two years left stuck with each other plus, this is the last year I'm going to be with my best friends before they go off to college." I took a step closer to him.
"I'm asking you nicely considering you don't want to take the hint when I yelling. Stay away from me unless you absolutely can't which should not be hard." He took a step closer to me and whispered harshly back to me.
"You think this is my entire fault? No one told you to react like you did, Sakura! This was all you!"
"But you know I'm emotional about everything and you kept pushing and pushing me to my breaking point! You knew I've wanted those tickets since forever and you used that to your advantage! Sasuke, just," I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "just . . . leave me alone, alright? This is the only think I've asked of you since I've known you, so please." Look at that. I was rational, I was calm, and I even said please, but you know what he did?
Sasuke did what Uchihas did best.
He hnned me.
Asshole.
