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Ch.7 Sneak in

Quote: "To the world you are one person, but to one person you are the world."

Oh Sakura…your in deep poop! Oh yeah I said it. Poop! Your literally trapped in it!

"So why are you so afraid of your dad?" Sasuke asked tilting his head to the side to look in my eyes, and I looked up to gaze into his. Oh wow, they were so dark and deep and…

Poop Sakura! Get out of the poop!

"Oh you know…" I decided to stare at the road instead of his eyes. This way I wouldn't turn into Ino in her mating season…oh I just had the worst mental picture ever! Eww, god Sakura eww!

"Your not very talkative tonight are you?" Sasuke interrupted my thoughts and for once I was glad he did.

"No I guess not." I shrugged.

"I really do make you nervous huh?" He smirked like he was proud of this, and I rolled my eyes.

"You wish."

He smiled at me, a real smile.

"Keep your eyes on the road Sasuke." I grumbled, burring my head in his shoulder blade so that he wouldn't see my blush. Because even though the helmet was pitch black, I had lifted the visor earlier so that I could feel the wind on my cheeks.

We passed all the other cars on the highway. First the Chevy then the Charger. Normally this would bother me. Terrify me even. I mean, most of these cars were going fifty at the least. And yet we were still speeding passed every single on of them.

"How fast are you going?" I asked over his shoulder and he tilted his head so that our cheeks brushed over each others. I blushed but didn't pull back.

"We're" He corrected me, "going fast enough to make you freak"

I scowled, "I wont freak out."

"Yes you will." He chuckled as we passed by a pink convertible filled with collage girls in bikinis. I might add that almost all of those girls had big fat boobies that couldn't of been real. How the hell could they even be wearing bathing suites in this weather? It was freezing! If Sasuke hadn't pulled over a few miles back and literally forced me to wear his coat over Ino's, I would of froze to death..

"Hey baby." The driver yelled. She had to, since we were on the highway and the wind would have drowned out her voice otherwise. But I didn't think that was why she was so loud. I caught a glimpse of an empty beer can in her lap.

"Your cute." The passenger slurred, leaning across the red head driver, drunkenly starring at Sasuke.

Part of me wanted to pull off my helmet and shove it on his head instead, that way they couldn't look at him any more. Either that or chuck it right at their intoxicated faces. Option two sounded more fun.

"Hey! Your girlfriend's got Pink hair! I can show you another part of my body that's pink."

I watched Sasuke carefully. To see what his expression would be. And when I caught that familiar smirk on his lips a wave of jealousy-that I couldn't explain-washed over me. I would probably be oozing green if that were possible.

Before I knew what I was doing I held my hand out toward them and flicked the woman-and her fake boobs-off.

I didn't know what it was that made me throw back my head and laugh. Maybe it was the woman's reaction. She let out gasp and glared at my covered head. Or maybe it was Sasuke's own loud laughter. Either way, I had gotten my point across as Sasuke and I sped passed them.

"Before you say anything-" I shouted over his shoulder, "That was a once in a life time thing."

"You don't have to explain yourself to me Pinkete."

"No I think I do! Because I didn't do that for you."

We cut across a viper and within seconds he was gone from view. Weren't Vipers supposed to be fast? Then why the heck were we blowing them all way?

"Oh really?" Sasuke smirked as I eyed the viper behind us. Where the heck did it go?

"I did it because they were intoxicated while driving. Someone had to let them know they were wrong!" I didn't need Sasuke to say anything for me to know just how utterly pathetic that had sounded. Show them their wrong doing? Really Sakura?

"Okay." He shrugged.

"Okay? Okay what?"

"Okay, I'll believe that." But I knew just as well as he did that he was just teasing me.

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Call me a crazy, but I never thought I'd ever go on a date with Sasuke Uchiha. And especially not at a Mexican Restaurant. No offence to all the chunky tacos and fried beans out there, but it just didn't match. I mean when I think Uchiha, I think cool and refined. Like a coffee shop or a country club. Heck! Even a ball room decked out with pretty people didn't seem that far off. But this? This didn't match up at all.

"La Hacienda?" I asked, sliding off my helmet-blacked with a tinted visor-and balanced it on the seat in front of me. Was I supposed to chain it up somewhere? Like a dog? I mean, the helmet would just be sitting there. Any one could steal it and we would never know until we came back out.

I glanced at Sasuke but he was already at the entrance, completely unworried, and holding the door open for me.

"What about the helmet?" I asked as we entered the restaurant. He came in behind me and I could feel his presence almost absolutely.

"What about it?" He asked as we waited in line to be seated. I couldn't believe how busy this place was. Mexican food was greasy and nasty and smelled funny. Why would anyone want to go here, of all places, and spend their hard worked money?

Of course I never asked Sasuke this? I mean, I was to deep in thought as I glanced behind my shoulders and through the glass doors. I could see Sasuke's bike through them, and most importantly the helmet. Sorry to say, but that helmet was my life line. Without it, no matter how fun, I was not getting back on that bike. Hell would have to freeze over before I even considered it.

"Sasuke Uchiha." Sasuke's thoughts brought me back to the Restaurant as he spoke to the hostess.

"It'll be just a few minutes." Our hostess was pretty, but in a fake way. Was she related to any of those collage girls? I wouldn't put it passed her.

I was worried about my helmet. But not enough to miss the look the woman gave to Sasuke. She looked at him from the side and tilted her head…Total come on head!

Oh don't make me sick lady!

I grabbed Sasuke's wrist, overlapping his wristband, and dragged him back outside so we could wait there. Because one, the smell was seriously starting to get to me. And two, I had experienced a wave of jealousy that I had never felt before. Not once. Even that feeling I had back on the road with the fake boobies, didn't compare. And that bothered me.

"You've got quit a grip Pinkete." He complimented, with a smirk on his lips as he rubbed his wrist. "Didn't think you had it in you."

"Are you saying you thought I'd be weak?" I asked, plopping into one of the benches and inhaled the fresh air. I wonder if Sasuke would mind if we ate out here…were we even aloud?

"No, I'm just saying I didn't think you'd be strong."

"That's the same thing." I brought my knees up on the bench and wrapped my arms around them.

"Not really."

I stared up at him stupidly as he sat beside me and rested his forearms on his knees. Behind him were a row of pink rose bushes, and all I could think was how much I wanted him to pick one for me.

I sighed and hid the frown on my lips from him. The last thing I wanted was this…whatever this was. Where was my will power? I knew the answer to that even as I asked myself the question. My will power had been brushed off like dust. The broom had been Sasuke's deep dark eyes. Sasuke's smirk and even more than anything else, his smile. But that was only a part of it. He also brought about a. aura of mystery and it pulled me in more than any of his looks ever could.

"So out of all the places in town, why'd you pick here?" I asked.

"You looked like a taco kind of girl." He said Matter-of-factly.

"Taco?" Wow…

"Yeah you know, lettuce, tomato, cheese-"

"I know what a taco is!"

"You do now…"

I bit the inside of my cheek so that I wouldn't say anything I would end up regretting. "Breathe in and out Saki" I could almost hear Ino say, "Now use your nice words."

"Well you've got one thing wrong." I shrugged.

"Oh, your more of a Enchilada kind of girl?" He cocked his head to the side innocently. Was that just an act? Or did he really think that every girl was branded in some Mexican dish kind of way?

"Actually I'm more of Pizza girl." I smiled triumphantly. I had stumped him, I just knew it.

But he didn't even hesitate, "Aw Italian."

"Yeah how do you like that!" I thought to myself.

He shrugged with a "close enough" and left me pondering how to smash my head against the brick wall WITHOUT passing out.

"I swear, you have gone your entire life without anyone ever telling you that you were wrong." I muttered and shook my head sympathetically.

"What's with that tone?" He asked with a small smirk on his face. As if he was expecting this reaction from me. Had he known I didn't like Mexican food? Or was I just imagining things?

"Tone?" I played dumb, "I don't have a tone."

"Your probably good at lying with everybody else, but not with me." His lips quirked into an arrogant smirk and I imagined running over his head with his bike. That thought came and went fast, as another thought came into focus.

What if he wasn't just talking about only my tone? What if he's implying something else? Maybe I was looking to much into it, but still. Maybe, deep down he knew that I was falling for him. Maybe, just maybe, my efforts were useless.

That made me nervous. And when I finally noticed that I hadn't answered him I said the first thing that came to mind.

"Yeah? Well I seemed to be pretty convincing back there." I jerked my thumb over my shoulder just so I had something to do with my hands. Because if I didn't, I was afraid I would run my fingers through his hair again. Even now, it still felt tempting.

Sasuke brought his eyebrows in for a moment as he tried to figure out what I was saying, until finally he jerked upward and scowled. Crossing his arms over his chest. I knew he finally got it. He was remembering that little stunt I pulled when he was still following me through the streets. Him on the motorcycle and me half jogging on the rode. I had thought it would be funny. To see his reaction when I(out of know where) just gave in, and came onto him. In the end it only made him angry. Now that I think about it, I was being kind of cruel. Not that I cared at the time, I was to busy laughing.

"I mean really-" I covered my mouth with my hand to try to stifle the up coming fit of giggles but it couldn't be helped. "What had I said? Your god like? Or something like it."

"You also said I was the perfect man." He grumbled, but I could here the smirk in his voice.

"And you believed me?" I through back my head in laughter.

"Wait a minute." I held my finger up in the air and pretended to think for a second, "You really looked convinced back there. So I'd say I'm a pretty good liar after all."

"Now wait just a second!" He perked up and a smile, a real smile, spread across his lips. "I wouldn't call that lying. Who knows, maybe you just chickened out?" He settled back on the bench and nodded once with a convinced gleam in his eyes.

"Chickened out?" I gasped and blinked twice as I processed this. "What?"

"And your reaction proves it" I heard him snicker.

There were no mirrors around, and it was to dark to see my reflection through any windows, but I was sure just from the sudden flash of heat that I was blushing. But why? He was totally off! I had no intention other than fooling him back there…

I huffed an aggravated sigh, "You are so full of it."

I had no doubts what so ever that Sasuke and I could have bickered about this for hours. I mean, he had completely convinced himself that I had fallen for him. While I on the other hand, knew better. But our waitress propped open the restaurant entrance with her hip while she held our menus in her arms.

She smiled at Sasuke, only Sasuke. "Your seat is ready ."

Sauske glanced at me for a moment, and a flash of emotion crossed his face. I could barely believed it when he took my hand and looked over his shoulder to address the waitress, "No thanks." Then he looked back down at me with a dreamy smile on his lips. "We've decided to go for Pizza."

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Sasuke and I snucked up my drive way like spies. Well I snuck and he walked normally, with his hands stuffed in his pockets and an amused smile on his lips.

"Get down Uchiha!" I pulled on his sleeve, but when he didn't crouch down I tugged on his elbow with both hands and forced him into a crouch behind a bush just outside my house. The lights in my mom's room were still on, so they were still up. I had hoped they'd be in bed already, but it seems like my luck had run out today.

"Why?" He growled rubbing his elbow. Muttering how annoying I was under his breath. But I heard him just fine, and rolled my eyes.

"For the same reason I made you park the bike on the other street." I tried to explain, "My dad is crazy overprotective."

"So?"

"So?" I gasped, "If he sees you'll he'll kill you!"

"Right." He scoffed. "I'd like to see him try."

I ripped a handful of grass from the ground and chucked it in his face, "Focus Sasuke!"

He blew a few blades of grass from his mouth and scowled at me. But I just shrugged him off and peered up over the bush. Sasuke was the last of my worries.

I focused my gaze on mom's window carefully, as if I could will her to fall asleep. Because when she went to bed, so did dad. It was their silent rule that I never really got, until I was given the birds and bees talk from Mom in the fifth grade. Than everything made sense.

"I just don't get it." I bit my lip, "Why is he even here?"

Sasuke looked over at me curiously, "What do you mean?"

I sighed and tied my air up in a high ponytail to keep it out of my eyes. "My dad's always been weird. He's constantly at work. And I mean constantly. He works all over the world so he's never home. He was just here last week, so I didn't expect him back for another month or two…" I trailed off.

He had come home late Saturday night last week. He looked pretty beat, so I used that as my excuse to just leave him alone. But the truth was, I didn't know my dad. He never spent anytime with me. So I never really missed him. How can you miss what you never had? Right?

Well, sometime after midnight, I had snuck down to get a drink and had accidentally ran into him. He took one look at my hair which was black at the time, and shook his head hopelessly. Than walked right passed me, like he had never saw me. No 'hello' or 'how are you.'

I couldn't imagine what he would say about my hair now? With it being pink and all.

"I've got to get in there without him seeing me."

"Because of this," He tugged my ponytail lightly.

"That's a pretty big part of it." I nodded.

Sasuke broke into a smile and I brought my eyebrows in confusingly.

"What are you smiling about?"

"I guess its because I'm not used to this. Usually I'm helping the girl sneak out, not sneak in."

I eyed him warily, "Who says you'll be helping. I told you to drive away a long time ago."

"And?" There was that arrogant smirk again…

"And you didn't." I poked him in the chest, "Your still here."

"Maybe that's because I cant stand to leave you." He had leaned in close and whispered in my ear.

"Don't-" I gulped down my nervousness, "Don't make me sick."

He chuckled, "Look you want help or not?"

I threw a look over my shoulder, at my moms window, and than back at him with a defeated sigh. Because the truth was, I needed him. I mean I needed his help…yeah that's it.

"Yes."

Sasuke smiled and squeezed my knee before he stood up, cracking his knuckles.

"What?" I frantically looked around, "What are you doing!"

"You need a diversion Pinkete." Sasuke smirked. But this smirk was different from all the others. It wasn't playful, proud, or even arrogant. But excited.

"Diversion?" I repeated with a squeak.

"Wait here for the signal." He muttered and started for the back of my house. Leaving me sitting there on the ground completely confused.

"Signal…Sasuke wait." I pulled at my hair as he vanished around my house. What was he thinking! What was he planning?

"Uchiha!" I hissed into the darkness…

Wait…what was the SIGNAL?