My Very Own Fairytale Chapter 7: That's Not My Name, a naruto fanfic

'Cause I felt like it.

(and Gaara-chan owns my soul and MADE me
—I swear!)

My Very Own Fairytale

Chapter Seven:
That's Not My Name

"Alright, let me get this straight." I shook my head, telling her to go on with her endeavor. "Itachi kissed you, and you did nothing. And then you were mad 'cause he stole your first kiss, so then Sasuke kisses you." I nodded. "And why did he kiss you?"

I looked at her, and then realized it. Why would he kiss me anyways? Was it to shut me up, or did it have another meaning?

(like he has always loved me but never professed it, so then he finally did by sucking my face off, and now he wants to whisk me into his arms and take me off to an exotic island and marry me so we can have kids and—)

"Sakura, are you okay?"

I looked up at her. I nodded again, and then said, "I have no idea why he kissed me." She opened her mouth, but I stopped her by adding, "Don't even,"

She raised an eyebrow, took a potato chip from the bowl lying between us on the couch, and asked, "What the hell are you taking about, you whore?"

"Well first off, I'm not a whore—"

"You freaking kissed two Uchiha's in the same hour, and then ran away from both of them! That classifies you as not only a whore, but a freaking moron!"

"And secondly, I know that you're going to say something like 'oh, he must have had some brain thing going no, 'cause he'd never kiss you', or worse, 'maybe you just imagined it'."

She gave me this strong, hard look, as if scrutinizing me and everything I was feeling inside was evident in my eyes and how wide and miraculous they are (and yes, I am that egoistical). "Sakura, you know that I love you—"

"Lesbo!"

"And I'm not that mean. Sure, I make fun of you and your love of love just a little bit—"

"Yeah, okay,"

"But I think it's great that he kissed you, and I highly doubt you imagined something like that. I mean, I know you have a big head, and a pretty large brain 'cause of that forehead—"

"HEY!"

"But you're not that crazy,"

I rolled my eyes. "You're just so awe-inspiring, Temari-baka."

"Anyways, seriously, even though he blamed you, it could just be because he was embarrassed that he kissed you."

My eyes narrowed. "Um…thanks?"

"No! I didn't mean it in a bad way! But come on, you're Sakura Haruno, a total nerd that no one talks to, and he's Sasuke Uchiha, the most popular guy in the school that any girl would die to have. And you two kissed. He kissed you. He's not just gonna admit it."

I sighed, for she was right (what else is new?). It's just, well, I always embrace my inner geek, and I love her to death. I love my friends and my life and I'm in no way ashamed of me being a nobody. I'd never want to be anything else.

Until today.

'Cause if I was popular, if I was known by everyone, if I was liked by everyone, life would be easy. People would be at my beck-and-call and all teachers that favor populars would like me more and give me more chances in school.

And Sasuke could easily be mine.

Bu I'm not popular. I'm a geek and a loser and a nobody and—

"Sakura, are you okay? Are you going into one of your crazy inner monologues again?"

I smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry. It's just, well, I'm so tired of this."

She looked up with sharp eyes, that were almost nervous, but it's Temari, so there really isn't such a thing as being anxious. It was more like, for lack of a better word, apprehensive—but not for her; for me. "Tired of what?"

"I'm tired of everything. I'm tired of labels and I'm tired of posers. I'm tired of people being things they aren't. I'm tired of being a nobody and I'm tired of people who aren't nobodies but they should be." I looked up, tears forming in my eyes, and a frown planted on my face. "I'm tired of me."

And then she hugged me.

Which is, of course, quite a large thing.

See, Temari has this 'no-touch' boundary. There are no hugs, but only high-fives. There are really no things of affections, but a pat on the back. So when she hugs you, it's ridiculously important that you one, hug back, and two, show your appreciation for the gesture.

"Seriously, Sakura, you can't be tired of you—you're cool and you're fabulous and everyone should love you. Those who don't, well, they're just idiots. And seriously, I thought you loved you."

I looked up, my eyes still glassy, but my soul ignited with the power of my inner geek.

(I really am a nerd)

"I know, but it's like, everything is easier if I wasn't a nerd."

"Is this because of Ino?"

Now my eyes held befuddlement and, anger? Okay, not really, but I hate these feuds my best friends are having. "Of course not! It's because of Sasuke!"

"What happened to my Sakura that wasn't afraid of what anyone thought about her? The pink-haired gal who lived by the motto 'chicks before dicks'? The girl who would do anything just to be herself?"

"That's when everyone forgot my name."

"That happened a long time ago, you hoe."

"THAT'S NOT MY NAME!"

"Whoa, calm down, I was just kidding—"

I rolled my eyes. "It's a song!"

"It is?"

"Yeah! It's by The Ting Tings and it's quite lovely!"

She sighed. "Oh geez…"

"I miss the catch if they throw me the ball! I'm the last kid standing up against the wall!"

"…"

"THAT'S NOT MY NAME!"

"…"

"Seriously, it's ridiculously inspiring."

She rolled her eyes. "Honestly though, I want to know what happened to you? What changed your mind?"

I sighed. "I fell in love."

"Sakura…"

I stopped her by lifting my hand up. "Seriously, don't even try. You don't understand, 'cause you've never been—"

"I like him, damnit!"

My eyes held true confusion at my best friend's proclamation, and, from the blush on her face, I could tell that this was something important—something incredibly life-altering.

"And who do you like?" I asked, because I'm just annoying like that and have to pressure her, even though I know it's my favorite pinapple-head.

She rolled her eyes and rested her head on my shoulder, for we got out of our embrace once I heard her confession. "Um, you know…Sasuke-sama! He's just so smexy and fine and—"

"Alright, you whore! You've proved your point!"

She chuckled while hitting me lightly. "You have nothing to worry about, Sakura. I don't want your pretty boy."

"Yeah, 'cause you're more into nerds anyways…" And now her hit was harder, but we were still laughing our heads off.

"What's so funny?" A red-headed freak (iloveyou) asked while walking into the room and grabbing our bowl of junk-food that always seemed to calm my nerves.

I quickly got up from my seat and reached for the bowl that he was holding above his (and waywayway above my) head. I kept reaching though, spitting, "Give it back, you turd!" He just laughed and looked over at his sister, probably plotting some evil thing with me.

And all of the sudden the chips were gone. I looked over to my truly amazing BFF only to see that she had my only vice. I smiled, but then pouted. "It's not fair! Why are you guys so much taller than me?"

They both laughed, so I just sat down on the comfy couch and crossed my arms on my chest, angry at my genes, and how Temari and Gaara were just so freaking tall.

"So what are you guys doing?" Gaara asked while sitting down next to me, Temari on my other side.

I could feel Temari shrugged, but I was still intending on giving them the silent treatment. "Well, Sakura was just telling me about her hot kiss with her boyfriend."

I looked up at her, giving her the stink-eye, because, for serious, this was Gaara-chan and he can not know about my affairs with Sasuke and about the hot, Spanish concubine I keep in my closet.

"Really now? Sasuke, I presume?"

Am I that obvious?

"No, of course not Gaara! It's her hot, Spanish concubine named Carlos, of course!"

Okay, so she got the name wrong, since, obviously, it's Javier. But she's still incredibly awesome. I quickly hugged her, and even though she restricted and got all stiff, it was still fun. "I love you so much, Tema-chan!" She laughed lightly while, nonchalantly, of course, pushed me off of her.

"I'm lost." Gaara scratched his head, and he just looked so incredibly edible.

And before all you Gaara/Sakura fangirls go crazy, let me just say, that yes, Gaara is good-looking, but in the brotherly, 'your-just-so-cute-I'm-gonna-pinch-your-cheeks' kinda way, ya know?

And, ew, Temari's brother.

Enough said.

(though, in movies/books/life, I tend to find the crush-on-friends-older-brother cliché absolutely delicious—just not in my life, since, well, you know)

I patted his head. "Don't worry Gaara-chan, don't worry." He just shrugged and stuffed some chips into his mouth, not really caring. "But I do have awfully important matters to discuss with you."

He rolled his eyes. "Well, you see, Sasuke and I are doing this project for film class, if you didn't know—"

"How could I not know?"

"So we made all the characters, and you're going to play this character named Jalapeño Junebug, and he works with the bad guys and is the ex of Gwendolyn Stikittodaman, and is mad that Chaser won her heart, so he is going against her to win her heart. He also has red hair and a birth mark on his forehead, so I thought, hey why not! Let Gaara-chan play that role!"

Both Gaara and Temari gave me odd looks, but the blonde was the first to speak. "Wait, he gets to be in your movie and I don't?"

"Psh, of course not! Temari-darling, you have the most important role of all! You're the detective in this weird mess of a situation, and your name is Penelope Pumpernickel!"

"…"

Seriously, the stares they were giving me were just not necessary. I know I'm crazy, but do they really have to reassure it?

"Guys, I'm being serious! It'll be fun!"

Temari looked like she was about to shake her head, but then stopped and turned to me. "Wait, did you put Nara in this?"

I smiled evilly. "Of course! He's your assistant!" She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Oh, believe me, I know you want to." She shrugged, but I could still see that impish grin on her face.

"Am I missing something here?" Gaara chimed in.

I smiled, answering with, "Yes you are, my favorite red-head, yes you are."

He pouted and stood up, so I could no longer reach him. "I gotta go anyways. See ya Gwen, and you, Miss Pumpernickel, stay away from pinapple."

We both looked up at him, confused, for he just said he didn't know what was going on.

Oh how quickly the tables can turn.

…

Hina-chan!
Hey Sakura!
Are you too busy to talk?
No, not at all. Why?
Well, everyone I pass a note to gets all bitchy and says that they have work to do or whatever.
But we are in the library today for English, learning about the dewy decimal system, so I highly doubt that there is anything productive to do.
You're quite right. Didn't we learn this crap in 4th grade?
Probably. Now what did you want?
I feel so abused.
No, I didn't mean it like that! I just meant, well, what did pass a note to me for?
Three reasons.
Alright—shoot.
Well, first off, I'm bored (refer to above).
I hear ya.
And secondly, what's going on with you and Naruto?
Um, well, you see, um…I don't know!
What do you mean?!
Well, one day he'll add the 'chan' and be superly nice, like buy me lunch or whatever. And then the next he'll be indifferent to me. It's confusing!
Sweetie, love is confusing—especially when it involves Naruto.
Quite true.
But you'll win his heart, I'm sure!
Well, um,
You're way too modest Hinata! And I'm sure you've already one his heart!
Let's not get carried away. And what was your third reason?
Oh, right, well ya know the movie Sasuke and I are making together?
Yeah?
Well I have a character entitled Sunflower Sayonara, and she's the good shoe of me! I told you the plot, right?
Yes, of course. And I'm purple, right?
THE AMAZING LAVENDER CONVERSE!
…works for me…
And wanna know the best part?
What?
You're gonna get together with the evil shoe, Roscoe Montoya, in it!
And who's that?
NARUTO!
Oh lordy.
Are you okay? You look a little red.
I'm okay. But, well, is there, um…kissing?
…lips are sealed!
What! That's just not fair!
Life's not fair!
…ugh, whatever! I'm leaving you for books!
JUST LIKE YOU LEFT ME FOR LOVE?
What?
Nothing, just me being weird.
Oh, okay.
You seem soooooo concerned!
…
YOUR FACE!
You know, I really do have something important to say.
You do?
Yup.
Spill!
Well, I was hanging out with Naruto yesterday
WHAT!
Hey, don't steal the paper from me! Anyways, yeah, and we were at the park
HAVING A ROMANTIC PICNIC??
Sakura, really, you've got to stop with this note-stealing. It's note-PASSING.
Right, right. Of course.
ANYWAYS, Sasuke showed up, like, magically.
OMG, seriously?
Yeah, and he was talking about you.
He was?
Well, not REALLY. Naruto brought you up (you dirty, dirty whore for running my DATE) and teasing Sasuke about you and kissing and whatnot.
Oh lordy.
So then I said that he kissed you, but in a totally shy, me kinda way.
(iloveyou)
And he got all annoyed, and then added that you haven't been answering his IM-s and stuff, and then Naruto sided with me and said that that's why and that he kissed you!
And why didn't you call me?
Sorry, I got home late and father didn't want me to call anyone!
…how late?
What do you mean?
Did you, or did you not, lose your virginity to Naruto?
WHAT?!
Hey, you were out late AND on a date with Naruto. Do the math.
First off, we're in a library! You can't write this on a paper where someone could find it! And secondly, I was out till 8, okay? And I wouldn't loose my virginity like that!
Waiting till prom night?
You're gross.
And you love me anyways.
Sadly, yes. But I'm still leaving you for decimals.
…slut…
Bye!
Peace out, cub scout!

…

Cherryblossomlove has signed on!

Date: April 12, 2008
Time: 8:07 P.M.
Email: 1

Available Friends:

HinaBambina
Weaponmistress
Bloodylust
Ewygooey
Ramenisfreakinawesome

To: Sakura Haruno
From: Sasuke Uchiha
Subject: no subject

Sakura, we need to work on our project.
Stop being stupid.

-Sasuke

To: Sasuke Uchiha
From: Sakura Haruno
Subject: bane of my existence

I realize that.
Stop giving me reasons to be stupid.

Sincerely,
Sakura

Cherryblossomlove: Tenten, the love of my freaking life

Weaponmistress: hey girl, hey! what is up my hot chica?

Cherryblossomlove: you've been indulging in Tila Tequila, haven't you?

Weaponmistress: …maybe…

Cherryblossomlove: ugh, whatever. but anyways, I've got an important question for ya

Weaponmistress: sure!

Cherryblossomlove: okay, so in the movie, we have this character named Madame Sunshine Stikittodaman and she is the mother of me and the queen of all Konoha

Weaponmistress: and I'M gonna play her?

Cherryblossomlove: yupadoodles!

Weaponmistress: and what makes you think I'll do it?

Cherryblossomlove: um, 'cause ya love me?

Cherryblossomlove: and you're married to Neji

Weaponmistress: seriously?

Cherryblossomlove: yup!

Weaponmistress: I think I love you!!

Cherryblossomlove: I'm glad you see it my way

Weaponmistress: when do we start?

Cherryblossomlove: haha, soon, I promise

Weaponmistress: once you forgive Sasuke-the-ass?

Cherryblossomlove: exactly

Weaponmistress: sounds good

Weaponmistress: but I gotta go

Cherryblossomlove: WHAT?

Cherryblossomlove: you just got on, and I haven't talked to you since lunch. LUNCH!

Weaponmistress: haha, yeah, but I really do have to go. my mom is harping me about dinner, since she's so freaking lazy to do anything

Cherryblossomlove: how come I'm the only one with a functional mom?

Weaponmistress: 'cause you rock! ;)

Cherryblossomlove: that I do. that I do

Cherryblossomlove: but can I say one thing before ya go?

Weaponmistress: sure

Cherryblossomlove: I think you should ask Neji to his party coming up!

Weaponmistress: seriously?

Cherryblossomlove: totally! do it!

Cherryblossomlove: WAIT! I GOT THE BEST IDEA!

Weaponmistress: WHAT?

Cherryblossomlove: well, I can't tell ya

Cherryblossomlove: but you'll find out soon!

Weaponmistress: ugh, whatever

Cherryblossomlove: love ya, dollface!

Cherryblossomlove: and call me tonight!

Weaponmistress: sure thing

Cherryblossomlove: bye!

Weaponmistress has signed off!

Cherryblossomlove: I need you to invite Matsuri to the movie

Bloodylust: seriously?

Cherryblossomlove: yeah, I made a part for her!

Cherryblossomlove: she's your concubine!

Bloodylust: …

Bloodylust: you're joking, right?

Cherryblossomlove: nope!

Bloodylust: I didn't even promise to do it

Cherryblossomlove: but you are, right?

Cherryblossomlove: 'cause you loooooooooove me

Bloodylust: fine, whatever

Bloodylust: but I better not regret it

Cherryblossomlove: oh, you won't!

Bloodylust: I'm leaving

Cherryblossomlove: why??

Bloodylust: 'cause I have to go to the library with Matsuri

Cherryblossomlove: AWWW!

Bloodylust: die

Bloodylust: bye

Bloodylust has signed off!

Cherryblossomlove: everyone just leaves me!

Cherryblossomlove: life is so cruel!

Cherryblossomlove: I'm such a loser, that I am IM-ing myself

Cherryblossomlove: I've never felt like more of a nerd

Cherryblossomlove: UGH!

Hn has signed on!

Hn: Sakura.

Cherryblossomlove: hi to you too mister sunshine

Hn: We need to work on our project.

Cherryblossomlove: thank you, captain obvious!

Hn: I'm ignoring that.

Hn: Come to my house after school tomorrow.

Cherryblossomlove: and why should I?

Hn: We have to work on our project.

Cherryblossomlove: what if your brother rapes my mouth again?

Cherryblossomlove: or worse, what if YOU do?

Cherryblossomlove: but wait, you didn't kiss me. I did!

Hn: Is this what this is all about?

Cherryblossomlove: are you really asking that?

Hn: Yes.

Cherryblossomlove: yeah, it is

Cherryblossomlove: but that kiss, what was it?

Hn: Don't get your hopes up. I don't go for girls like you.

Cherryblossomlove: what the HELL does THAT mean?

Hn: My house. Tomorrow.

Cherryblossomlove: whatever

Cherryblossomlove: loser

Lovelyino has signed on!

Lovelyino: bitch, I can't talk for long, but I'm coming home tomorrow!

Cherryblossomlove: yay-ness!

Lovelyino: can you pick meet me at the train station tomorrow at 7?

Cherryblossomlove: I do have a hot date with Sasuke, filming Hollywood's next blockbuster, but I'll squeeze ya in

Lovelyino: thanks dollface

Lovelyino: love ya, bye

Cherryblossomlove: see ya!

Lovelyino has signed off!

Cherryblossomlove has signed off!