Love Story: Chapter 7
The moment of torture: here come the parents.
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" The moon is a heavenly body, floating gracefully into space. It is strong and domineering, yet fragile when gazed upon." The science professor of Konoha High whispered dramatically, waving a hand in a gesture. " Now, let us listen to Hiro as he explains all about the moon."
A tall, boy-next-door teenager with a gorgeous face strutted towards the front of the class, where a new OHP stood in the middle of the white, roll down screen. He clutched several books that were twice the size of his head. As he stood in the most comfortable position in front of the class, he pulled out a pair of glasses from his pockets, and then placed them on.
" The moon," Hiro confidently stated, his chest puffed out, ".. is made of cheese."
If Hiro didn't score a date with Watanabe Ami last week, he would have been snickered at by the whole class. But, since Ami was a powerful figure superimposed upon a billboard in a busy highway (courtesy of her millionaire parents, by the way), people that had connections with her tend to acquire more respect and popularity. Hiro was having his field day.
A student, doing his hardest to stifle his chuckles, raised his hand to question, " Wh-what kind of cheese?"
" Oh, cheddar." Hiro assured him, " And mozzarella core. And, and, did you know its craters are made up of blue cheese?" he prodded on excitedly. " That's why the cafeteria got a whole supply of them, they have connections with astronoots."
Even before the whole class can burst out laughing because of Hiro's stupidity, the classroom door swung forward, revealing a very ruffled secretary. She was wheezing.
" Miko-san, p-please, keep the students under control.." she panted out.
" Why Haruka-san, is something wrong?" the teacher asked, once again, dramatically, her eyes round.
" Everything's wrong!" the principal's secretary bursted out with anger. " The students are in a rampage, Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Sasuke is starting a war, the media is coming for a field day and the Haruno's and Uchiha's are in the school grounds! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO!" she shrieked, grabbing handfuls of her hair.
Miko paused, probably thinking. " The moon is a very fragile globe." She muttered.
An agitated shriek reverberated through out the hall.
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" Let us in! WE HAVE A PASS!" a reporter urged heatedly, shoving a laminated card towards a guard who was busy shoving his fellow reporters away from the school gates.
" PRINCIPAL TSUNADE DIDN'T EVEN DISTRIBUTED PASSES TO REPORTERS!" the guard retorted with the same heat, lifting a cameraman by the collar when he caught him turning his camera on.
" JUST STOP BEING SO PERSISTENT!" another security guard shot angrily.
" THIS IS OUR JOB! NOW WE HAVE TO GET AN INTERVIEW FROM UCHIHA SASUKE, OR ELSE WE'LL BREAK DOWN THE GATE OURSELVES!"
" Let's see you try!"
" OKAY, THAT'S IT! EVERYONE GET IN YOUR VANS!"
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" TSUNADE-SHISHOU!"
Tsunade whipped her head back, towards a student who happened to be the president of the student council. Irritated, she snapped, " What is it?"
The boy jogged towards her. When he was an arm's length away from her, he stated his concern, " Tsunade-shishou, it's a mess! The students are disregarding their classes, the teachers are undergoing emotional turmoil, the media broke down the gates!"
" WHAT THE FUCK!" the blond woman spat mercilessly.
" I-it's true, Tsunade-shishou. Not to mention the top business tycoons are currently in the school grounds, along with their wives—"
Suddenly, two hands curled against the spectacled boy's collar, bringing him closer towards a porcelain face. His brown eyes met those of sharpened emerald, which was currently very intimidating. He gasped.
" Wh-what is it, Sakura?" he boldly asked.
" They're here?" she asked in a murmur, her lips barely moving.
" Y-yes.."
As the normal gossiping crowd they are, they did what they did almost all of the time—throw random and unneeded comments.
" Really? The Haruno's are here! Wow..!"
" Ha! Did you know my dad's assistant vice-president in the China-Star Hotels?"
" So?"
" It means I have connections."
" Connections, my ass! Your dad's a frickin' janitor!"
" STOP DEGRADING MY DAD!"
" I'M TELLING THE TRUTH!"
Watanabe Ami, who sat on the very edge of the bleachers, scoffed like she never did before. " What's that bitch to do with the business tycoon Haruno Daisuke and, my own personal inspiration, Haruno Yukari, the world class model? That Sakura-whore is not even qualified to be those two's foot rug!"
" Excuse me." came the voice of a woman. " Are you talking about my daughter?"
Ami turned. " What do you mean—"
There, occupying the once vacant seat on her right, was Ami's eternal angel, her forever inspiration, Haruno Yukari. She slowly broke into a wide smile, her hands shaking violently.
I knew it! I knew it I knew it I knew it! Thank God I had the wits to think about putting myself on a billboard! Now Haruno Yukari is going to take me as her top model! OH MY GOOOOOD!
All these mental screaming numbed her head with a dull ache. But still, she was grinning her prettiest smile for the woman. Haruno Yukari seemed uncaring, for she remained cool and indifferent even after seeing the suspicious grin that Ami chose to wear.
" Are you talking about my DAUGHTER?" she asked again, slowly this time.
" DAUGHTER! What daughter Miss Haruno?" Ami squabbled excitedly, " I don't know what you're talking about, I don't even know what to say, I don't know how to feel, I don't know whether to live or just fall down dead—"
But she did fall down dead in realization—well, almost. Her mind registered one concrete idea. Her eternal inspiration said daughter. And the daughter comment was directed at her worst enemy.
" DAUGHTER!" she gawked unbelievably, " That bitch is your daughter!"
Haruno Yukari, as she stood from her seat, planted her intense eyes at Ami. Burying her palms by the sides of her curvy hips, she said, " Look, whoever you are," the woman threw those words around, unminding of the stares that shot at her back, " Just because your hair SUCKS ('and needs further conditioning, it's as dry as the Sahara dessert, don't you know?' the agitated mother pointed out snappishly) get—off—Sakura's." the woman finally growled out.
Ami sat there, trembling in both embarrassment and anger.
Yukari straightened up. " Or else I'll have that thing between your eyes, which is clearly a bad nose job, hanging by the tip of this school's flagpole." She stated smoothly.
With that, she descended down the stairs, where a pant-clad man wearing a red polo shirt stood, waiting. And he was waiting quite impatiently. For he was already bouncing with the balls of his feet with obvious excitement.
" Yuka-chan, are you done already?" he whined at the irritated female. " Did you bitch out on someone again?"
Yukari shrugged and walked by his side. " Well, almost, but still not enough. I swear, another word from her mouth and I'll staple it shut with a jackhammer and a thousand nails.."
Yukari turned to her husband, just to check if he was listening or not. But Daisuke was looking around, scanning every face, up at the bleachers, by the doors through the court—but then double-took when he saw a raven-haired teen standing by, his face very cross. Though one should expect that a father should be looking for his daughter, Daisuke was excitedly making his way to the distressed boy.
Sakura was snapped back to the real world when she heard a faint sobbing near the doors. Apparently Watanabe Ami once again made a fool out of herself, which resulted to her noisy bawls and overreacting hiccups. The other members of 'I heart Sasuke-kun!' posse was pooling around her, trying their best to comfort her 'in her time of need'. She only stopped when one rich Sasuke fan promised a full day shopping spree in an expensive boutique.
What a pig.
From her peripheral vision, she saw Sasuke the bastard annoyingly staring at a guy who stood feet away from him.
What the heck is wrong with bastard? He can't just stare at that man, who looks.. freakishly like my dad..
KABOOM.
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ALL PILOTS SHOULD BE IN A PLANE RIGHT NOW! PEARL HARBOR IS BEING BOMBED! ALL CAPABLE OF MOVING, HEAD TO THE BASE IMMEDIATELY!
We are sensing strong, seismic events 10 kilometers away from here. Alert all near by residents! All individuals should not be found in the streets nor near easily collapsible objects!
THE BOAT IS SINKING... GROUP YOURSELVES INTO FIVE!
" D-dad!" Sakura choked out.
It must be a very loud sound, for half the audience up the bleachers turned to her direction, and so did her dad who stood meters away from her. She didn't even had the time to flush a deep color of scarlet. She watched faintly as his dad who was prone to committing extremely childish acts brandish his arm around in an exaggerated attempt to wave.
Before she could fully understand what was really going on, she was tapped by the shoulder by someone. Naturally, she would turn around, which was her initial reaction to every action which grabbed her attention. But what her eyes met were two individuals—with freakishly similar facial features with her arch nemesis.
Her green eyes widened more as the male that tapped her began to babble words that were far from being understandable.
" HEY! (pause) Are you Haruno Sakura wow you're pretty it's gonna be a pleasure being my son's fiancée this is sooo cool you look like your mom though I hope you're not as violent as her she nearly blew my brains out when we were still in high school with that stupid jackhammer and whenever she wants me to shut up she whips out that creepy jackhammer and a bag of rusty nails which could hurt really bad cause it's really rusty oh you got pink hair I love pink but my Suzu-chan thinks I'm gay because of it but I'm hundred percent man so let's keep it a secret huh? HUH? HUH!" he blabbered endlessly, leaving the girl very eerily frightened.
" Shizuke, you idiot! You're scaring her!" a female voice finally cut in to prevent his husband, who was ready to blurt out a new batch of ramblings, from being so unusual.
" Uhm, Haruno Sakura?" she inquired politely. She smiled softly as the said girl nodded. " I'm Uchiha Suzuki and this is—"
" Uchiha Shizuke blah, blah, blah.. let's keep it short, shall we?" he suggested, waving his hand around. " Sakura-chan we got something to say!"
" Shizuke, not to suddenly—" Suzuki warned, but was thoroughly ignored.
" YOU'RE—"
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Sasuke glared hard at the overreacting male in front of him. God, he talks too much. This was getting stupid. Getting stupider.. Okay, this is the stupidest thing ever. Whatever. He didn't even understand a single word that got spewed out of his mouth.
" –how do you keep your hair so spiky I bet you used a whole tub of gel but that's weird you don't look so slimy to me and you got as jersey wow Sakura-chan also has a jersey do you think hers is cute I think so because she's the cutest angel to fall on earth you think so right I knew it you love her ahahaha this is gonna be easy whoa is that a pair of Air Jordans that is sooooooo cool I got 50 pairs of it!"
The man, Daisuke, gave him another reason to glare—he was again preparing for another grand announcement that would surely blow his eardrums out. He knew that his parents were interrogating Sakura as well, but felt pleasure as she turned to them, surprised and frightened by the initial reaction of his dad. But, even with the joy of the girl's pain, he felt a foreboding feeling enter his whole body. He was being interrogated by the possible parents of his worst enemy, and his worst enemy was being interrogated by his parents. It was too.. questionable.
" I'm Haruno Daisuke and this is Haruno Yukari—"
Ha, it thought so. Sasuke though smugly.
" AND YOU'RE—"
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The double doors of the gymnasium bursted open with a deafening 'BLAG!'. People with clip-on microphones, cameras, fluffy things poked on sticks went rushing in, stomping on anything just to regain their balance. Their number was unbearable.
" Media! WHO THE HECK LET YOU IN!" Tsunade thundered, " I DO NOT ALLOW YOUR RAT ASS PRESENCE IN MY SCHOOL!"
The guards swept in a few seconds after, stopping at the presence of the principal. " We are very sorry, Tsunade-sama! The media broke down the gates by running it down with their vans! They're an unstoppable gossip-hungry crowd!" the head guard screeched.
Tsunade seemed to bloat. " And so I heard. CALL THE COPS! NOW!"
Suddenly, each crowd, may it be the audience up in their seats or the media fighting for the best position near Uchiha Sasuke, fell into dead silence. But Tsunade was pretty sure her order to alert the police was not the reason behind all of these.
Pushing her way into the crowd that encircled both her students and their parents, she wondered what this was all about. As she broke through the wall of cameras and microphones, she got a glance of the two students that seemed unresponsive.
" WHAT," Tsunade breathed out angrily, hot air passing through her nostrils, " IS GOING ON IN HERE!"
" I'm.." Sakura stuttered faintly.
" I'm.." Sasuke choked out.
A great big pause.
" I'M FUCKING ENGAGED!"
Both chorused in an agitated scream.
And that was the exact moment Neji and the others broke through the clump of media people around.
And as they heard those words and stuck it onto their brains permanently, all six males immediately stopped on their tracks.
The first one to speak was Naruto.
" NO—FUCKING—WAY!" he roared.
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Good afternoon, all you gossip hungry people out there, and welcome to GOSSIP GIRL, your number one entertainment news source center!
In our hottest headlines, the surprising news today! Teen actor and icon Uchiha Sasuke is engaged! This was the shock that every girl in Japan had to take in. The seventeen year old hottie was forced into the engagement by his business tycoon parents, who have arrived just yesterday. So, who is the lucky girl? We found out that the fortunate maiden who have a chance to build a future with the star is—
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In the BUSINESS WORLD TODAY, leading business tycoons Haruno Daisuke and Yukari tops the list as the most profitable proprietors in the world! In the background, the daughter of the said couple is currently engaged with a big-time movie star, who happen to be—
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And now back to the FOOD NETWORK! We're now working on our strawberry shortcake, and here's a nifty technique for your strawberries, I learned this from my chef friend in China-Star Hotels in New York. You have to cut it a bit thickly, so once you bite on the fruit, the texture would work well with the cake. She's really mastered working with strawberry shortcakes. In fact her cakes are exported to Japan every week, for the Haruno's daughter loved these cakes really badly that her parents, who owned the hotels, sends a box of the stuff to her every week. Oh, I just heard that Haruno Sakura is engaged with—
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" Damn," Kakashi breathed out, " It's everywhere."
Silence.
" Am I invited to the wedding?" Kakashi mused aloud, stroking his perfect chin.
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