A/N: Finally! Sorry that I made some of you cry in this segment; I would promise an extra-fluffy segment next time, but I always change my mind. Darn my overactive imagination :3

Dedication(s): Lele for being too awesome to even exist and Ash for being a trick who's obsessed with yaoi ;3
Disclaimer(s): Naruto and its characters aren't mine; You belong with me by Taylor Swift is not mine; however, Paper Planes [dancecrew] is mine.

Warning(s): Do not try Haterade for yourself.

©July 2009 kirei na yukki. ['tis be mine]



Jukebox
Track 07: You belong with me - Taylor Swift

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A furious Haruno Sakura was seen driving through the streets of Konoha, her emerald green eyes glaring at the drivers in front of her. Her cell phone rung multiple times and she refused to answer the constant phone calls.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Go away." she murmured, finally turning into the place of her destination: Her parents house. Sakura's parents lived in a small, comfortable traditional Japanese-style home twenty minutes from Sakura and Sasuke's apartment.

She quickly paid the driver and ran to her home. She didn't even knock, all she did was swing the door open and call out for her parents. "Okaa-san!? Otou-san?!"

Almost immediately, Sakura was greeted with a warm, familiar aroma coming from the kitchen. An older brown woman with honey-colored eyes hustled out of the kitchen, donning a large metal mixing bowl; she was wearing a ruffled, light pink apron over her red dress (that looked like it had come straight from the fifties).

"Sakura? What are you doing here?"

"Avoiding the biggest douche in my life." she answered, not caring at all that she was talking to her mother. Haruno-Hatake Rin stopped mixing whatever was in her bowl and placed a pale hand on her hip.

"I heard." she said quietly, taking her bowl and putting it on a table nearby. Rin then looked at her daughter sympathetically and pulled her into a warming embrace. "I'm sorry."

Sakura made a soft noise that sounded like a snort and a sob. "I am too."

"What are you going to do about him?" they were now standing directly across from each other. "You should come up with something, because your brothers are going to pull his head off."

Sakura sighed and walked to a cushy sofa in the middle of the living room; she sat and covered her face with her hands. "I don't know..."

Rin frowned and took a seat next to her daughter, petting her arm in a maternal manner. "Do you still love him?"

The heartbroken whimper that escaped Sakura's lips gave Rin the exact answer that she was looking for. 'Yes'. Yuri wrapped her arms around Sakura and rocked her back and forth, humming words of comfort into her daugther's ear.

-

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's going off about something that you said,
but she doesn't get your humor like I do

-

The night quickly passed and Sakura fell back into her regular mood, ignoring the fact that she has an unanswered relationship to finish: sleep always healed her somehow. There was an instance when she passed Sasuke and his crew (Ino included) sessioning in the middle of the public park.

Sakura had decided to jog down to her brother's dance studio to help him teach a class since she too danced. Not break, like Sasuke; Sakura specialized in a wide variety of dance. She dressed in purple skinnies, purple and silver kicks, and an elbow-length purple plaid top. Tossing her red messenger bag over her shoulder, Sakura bade her mother and father good bye and exited the house.

It was a bright, sunny day. The sky was a faultless blue and the breeze was gentle and comforting. Sakura took a deep breath of air before entering Konoha's Central Park: It was home to breakers and aspiring artists.

The booming noise that sounded something like 70's music came to Sakura's ears, making her groan at it familiarity. She counted her blessings when she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.

Sat, June 12
Naruto - 09:15:07 AM
Sakura-chaaaaaan! Are you ok?

. . .

Sat, June 12
Sakura - 09:16:00 AM
I'm fine, nothing sleep can't cure :D So...um...does he know what's happened? I know that he was completely wasted.

. . .

Sat, June 12
Naruto - 09:18:32 AM
He knows. And I made sure that he felt like crap; just for you (:

. . .

Sat, June 12
Sakura - 09:19:12 AM
Thanks Naruto.

Sakura's heart warmed at the fact that Naruto had informed Sasuke that he was being a total douche the whole time. A crowd of people was brought to Sakura's attention: They were in the middle of the middle of the park, all talking vigorously.

"He's such a good dancer!" she heard some people comment aloud. She saw the black and white kicks in the air and knew that they were referring to Sasuke, who was at the moment dancing.

Though her mind told her to just leave before she was late, Sakura ignored it and made her way through the crowd. Of course, his crew was there (and Ino was too). They were cheering him on, but something was different about his dancing. Sakura could see the raw edge and frustration with each of his moves: From the windmills to the top rocking, Sakura knew that he was upset.

When he finished his set, he stood on the sides ignoring the admiration given. Ino giggled girlishly and tried to cling onto his arm, pushing her sunglasses up her nose: She was in disguise, since she was well-known as a widely acclaimed singer. Sasuke grunted and shook her off his shoulder roughly, ignoring her hurt expression. Sakura couldn't help but to push away her resentment towards him.

"Sasuke-kun..." Ino said playfully, trying to gather hold of his arm. Sasuke shook his head and pushed her away again, Ino glared at him and turned away, pouting.

-

I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night,
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like,
She'll never know your story like I do

-

The fact that Sasuke was displaying that he wanted nothing more to do with her seemed to make Sakura feel better; however, he still had a lot to explain. And to apologize for...

All would be said that night because it was the day of the summer festival and everyone was getting ready for the big showcase that Sasuke was going to perform in. Even Yamanaka Ino: The famous singer was going to be in the show.

Sakura frowned at Sasuke, she hated it when he was upset. Especially when she knew she couldn't do anything about it. It was, in a way, the sick and twisted revenge that she had wished upon him that early morning.

'I'm rarely one to drink haterade...' Sakura thought to herself. Sasuke's dark eyes narrowed at the crowd before him and he left the area, obviously looking for some space to be alone.

Sakura's jaded stare followed him till he was found seated underneath a large tree near one of the incompleted booths. His knees were up and his face was hidden between them, inside his strong arms.

Sakura wanted nothing more than to go over and to comfort him, but she would not let her heart betray her: She pushed on to the dance studio, thinking of how one misunderstanding could mess up almost two decades of history.

"You're late Sakura."

It was about fifteen minutes before nine and Sakura was standing in front of her older brother, Sasori, grinning sheepishly. She scratched the back of her head in a Naruto-ish manner laughing stupidly. "Uh...hehe...yeah. I just got lost - "

" - on the road of life?" finished Sasori, his sarcasm forming a question of the well-used excuse. "You sound like dad."

"At least I'm not a monotone dork who's obsessed with puppets." Sakura murmured under her breath, shuffling her feet after her brother. Sasori brought Sakura into a large room, equipped with mirrors for walls and a smooth wooden floor. There were about fifteen people in the center of the room, all stretching themselves out.

In the back stood Sakura's older pregnant sister, Konan. She waved to her enthusiastically. Sasori snorted and turned to Sakura. "She wants to dance."

"You aren't going to let her are you? She could go into labor during the performance or something!" Sakura joked. Sasori's hazel eyes widened seriously and he leaned close to Sakura. "Nagato said he'd kill me if she danced."

"Ooh. Good call."

"I know." Sasori grinned and turned back to their team of dancers. He clapped his hands to his mouth and announced that practice was going to start.

"And five, six, seven, eight!"

-

Walking the streets, with you and your worn out jeans,
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be,
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself,
'Hey isn't this easy'

-

Night quickly fell upon Konoha's blue skies and Sakura found herself getting ready for the big festival. She put on her black skinnies, black and red kicks, a red buffalo check jacket, with a black tank underneath. Her hair was down, and she had large, square-rimmed glassed on her face.

She pulled into the park parking lot half an hour before the festival started. The sound of two people arguing came to Sakura ears and she glanced over and saw Ino and Sasuke. It was apparent that she was trying to get answers out of him. Both were dressed like professionally paid superstars, though Sasuke looked more like he belonged on Sakura's side of the performing line.

(And he does).

-

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town,
I haven't seen it in a while, since she brought you down,
You say you're fine, I know you better than that,
Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?

-

"Why are you now pushing me away?!"

"I'm not interested."

"Is it because your girlfriend saw the truth?! That what we have is special?"

"It isn't that."

"Yes, it is! They're holding you back! All of them. Especially that washed-out wannabe danc - "

Sasuke moved faster than Sakura had even witnessed before: His hand flew up and covered Ino's mouth before she could even mutter out whatever she was going to say.

"Do not talk about her like that." he murmured dangerously. "She's not like that. You wouldn't even understand; you never do. Sakura was the only good thing I had, and I never even told her about how I really, really felt."

Ino's eyes widened at this sudden passion exploding from within Sasuke: His was hardly an emotional person. "And then stupid me, thinking that I could get away with everything, went off with you. And now, I haven't seen her this entire day."

Sasuke took his hand off of Ino's mouth, and backed away from her. "Look, I'm sorry if you thought that there..." he paused and thought about his words carefully. Sakura could barely believe that Sasuke was talking so much about this. "...if you thought that we would work."

"Won't you try?" Ino asked. Sasuke shook his head and turned away. "Ino...I'm a complicated person, in case you haven't noticed. I don't explain my motives for anything, I just break. And its the complete opposite of what people expect me to do."

Ino didn't respond, she (for once) just listened to Sasuke, who rarely talks let alone apologize. Sakura leaned closer to listen better to their argument. Sasuke signed and ran a hand through his shocks of black hair. "She understands me; underneath this professional dancer crap. She knows my problems, my flaws...and she accepts them."

"But I can too!" Ino piped up. Sasuke, surprisingly, chuckled. "My story is not for those who are faint-hearted, like you. And besides, it wouldn't even matter." he finished, walking away slowly. Ino looked down and then whispered. "You love her don't you?"

"..."

Sakura couldn't hear any more of this conversation; she wanted to know from Sasuke himself. So, she turned and disappeared to where her team was said to be at, trying not to let her tears cloud her already-set mind.

'I'm going to perform...'

'No one's going to take me down...'

She was ready.

-

If you can see that I'm the one who understands you,
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me, you belong with me

-

She was just so different when she danced.

Sasuke's breath got caught in his throat as he saw the energetic Sakura smile sweetly at the crowd though her glasses. Everyone took their places and started as soon as the music began to blare.

"Give it up for Paper Planes!"

His eyes followed her petite form as she dance across the stage: It wasn't ballet, but she was still as graceful as a ballerina. It was actually ridiculous to Sasuke, that she could make him forget all of his issues with her forms of jazz and hiphop.

It was nothing like break dance...and very rare for him to see.

Sat, June 12
Naruto - 08:35:12 PM
Last chance. Don't mess up.

. . .

Sat, June 12
Sasuke - 08:36:00 PM
I won't.

. . .

Sat, June 12
Tenten - 08:40:01 PM
Hurt her, and we kill you.
Jerk. But good luck.

. . .

Sat, June 12
Sasuke - 08:41:58 PM
Right. Thanks.

It had ended as quickly as it had begun, Sakura's crew in the opening, Ino being the main attraction, and Sasuke being the closing with his crew. He couldn't help but to scan the crowds for a head of pink hair. He almost thudded to the ground when he saw her in the very front, smiling at him encouragingly. His courage grew and the once rage-filled movements he was making mellowed out, transforming him back to normal.

He knew that she would forgive him...

...or at least he hoped. His place was next to her, after all.

-

Standing by and waiting at your back door,
All this time, how could you not know?
Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me

-

"Sakura."

His throat burned with excitement when her name left his lips. He called her loud enough so that only she could hear him. And as he had hoped, she turned to meet his apologetic expression, her blank look carving into a gentle smile.

A sigh of relief left him; he was sure that she'd go off on him and leave...and that he'd have some sort of liquid all over him. She stepped forward and held her hand out, motioning her head to follow her.

Her took her smaller hand and the two set off away from the buzzing crowd. The night air was chilly and Sakura shivered from its cool touch and from anticipation. Sasuke idly wondered if he should wrap his arms around her...

(And he bitterly thought that if he weren't such an idiot, he wouldn't be contemplating on such an issue).

"I heard what you said to Ino." Sakura finally said after a moment of silence. Sasuke snapped out of his thoughts and stared down at his Sakura. He coughed to clear his throat and gave her a surprised look, something rare for him.

"You...did?"

"Mmhmm." she confirmed. She sat down on a nearby swing and Sasuke stood behind her, gently pushing the swing. Sakura beamed at the rush of cool air brushing her face. "I just want to know something." she asked.

Sasuke pushed again. "Aa."

Sakura returned back to the ground before glancing back. "Do you love me?"

All was still. Nothing moved...nothing breathed...nothing existed. Just the two of them. Sasuke hummed and touched her hands that were wrapped around the chains on the swing. "Yes." he whispered quietly.

Sakura's heart melted at this confession, for Sasuke was hardly one to express his feelings. They were, apparently, too 'mushy'. "Good." she answered. Sasuke then stopped the swing roughly and paced in front of her, his face contorted with rage and relief.

"Why aren't you angry?" he demanded. Sakura cocked a brow at him quizically and he groaned. "You aren't angry with me. I was being stupid, and you're going to be so forgiving, Sakura?"

Said girl snorted in amusement and stood up and walked in front of him. "I was...but then, I saw you this morning. I saw how much I affected your dancing." she confessed. "You love dancing, though you may not say it."

"If I were to affect your dancing, then I really mean something, eh?" she said. Sasuke was speechless and he kept his mouth shut. Sakura sighed peacefully and took his hands in hers. "You're a guy, you do stupid stuff. And I know you'll never do what you did again, right?"

He nodded.

"Good! I can't stay mad forever, especially if I love someone." she touched his face and his recoiled from the touch. "You're angry at yourself." she observed. "But I forgive you, as stupid as it may seem. And as corny as this sounds..." she paused and then looked up at him, a pink blush passing her cheeks. "...you belong with me. No matter how stupid you are."

He couldn't take this tension anymore. Sasuke desparately gathered Sakura in his arms and tightly embraced her, murmuring his 'thank you's'. Sakura looked up again with blazing emotion and she smiled lovingly at Sasuke.

He, for once, smiled back at her and kissed her on her lips for the first time in months. They tightly gripped each other and responded to enthusiastically that Sasuke lifted Sakura off her feet. Tears gathered around her eyes and she laughed. They broke apart and Sasuke took Sakura's glasses off of her before kissing her forehead sweetly.

"I guess its corny." he quietly agreed. "But its true."

-

You belong with me,
Have you ever thought just maybe,
You belong with me?
You belong with me

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Longest chapter I've ever done for any story. I think I deserve a pat on the back.

I was so indecisive about this particular chapter because I messed Sasuke up pretty bad, so I decided to elaborate upon the chapter to make it a little less...well, OC. I know its slightly OC, but I tried not to overdo it.

Too much drama...I think I'll do a comedy piece next. Haha. As for this song, its my new favorite. I used to hate Taylor Swift, but now I adore her music! You guys should totally listen to her T-Swizzle junk w/ T-Pain. Its called "Thug Story" check it out!

Um, so that's it. I'm going to bed before I get in trouble. Haha. Its 12:29 AM, Happy Wednesday. I'm out!

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