She's the One
By Herm-Own-Ninny879
Disclaimer: I no own Naruto. In the last chapter, I forgot to say I didn't own 'Awakening' by Mae, and 'Ourselves to Blame' by Archie Star. I don't own 'Awakening' in this chapter either ;)
Author's Note: YAY! OH EM GEE! 64 REVIEWS! I can't believe I got this far. Thanks guys!
Just beware of this chapter, Sakura gets VERY moody.
Chapter Seven: Sasuke's Wish and Sakura's Desire
"What the hell?" Sakura gaped, rubbing her eyes in surprise. Naruto gaped at her with malice. Ino squealed.
"That asshole!" Sakura shouted. The few heads in the cafeteria turned towards them. Naruto shooed them away. "He just said I'm mad and expects me to practice with HIM?"
"YES! NOW GO!" Ino jumped into the air. Naruto plopped back in his chair, twiddling with the wheels on his skateboard.
"WHY?" Sakura gaped at her. Ino rolled her eyes.
"It's Sasuke, my pink-haired friend," she said, trying to reason with her. Sakura rolled her eyes.
"I don't care if it's MASASHI KISHIMOTO or the Emperor of CHINA, I won't go into that room with that BASTARD," Sakura moaned.
Ino sighed. Naruto looked as if he was in complete ecstasy as she said those words.
"Well, Kakashi is making you right?" Ino said, her head on her palms. Sakura nodded slowly, rolling her eyes.
"So…?"
"Then you HAVE to go," she said, raising her eyebrows. Sakura moaned, slamming her large forehead on the table.
"Damn," she groaned, getting up. Naruto scowled deeply. Ino watched as Sakura walked slowly to the door. It was already 6:15.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT, INO?" Naruto banged his head on the table once Sakura was gone. Ino looked confusedly at him.
"What's your problem, Naruto?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. Naruto grimaced at her.
"Couldn't you tell anything?" he moaned.
Ino's blue eyes widened in shock. "You…you…"
"WHAT DO YOU THINK?" Naruto spat. Ino gaped at him.
"How long?"
"Ever since she bloody got here, that's how long!" he moaned.
Sakura picked up her flute, changing into a red t-shirt with her student pass attached to her red sleeve and a pair of light and dark jeans. She put on her wristbands and her special small skull necklace from her dad. She took off her headband and let her hair fall down against her face, which complimented her small face and large forehead. She picked up her dark brown messenger bag with various key chains hanging from the zippers, and patches from various vacations and small trips to stores in Konoha.
The last thing was the dark flute case in the corner of her bed. She took a deep breath, picked it up, and opened it.
My dear Sakura,
Keep this as a remembrance of me. I love you so much.
So much love,
Your father.
Sakura smiled softly at the small engraving inside the case. Closing it, she locked the dorm room and out into the Music Department.
But, when she got to the band room, she heard someone playing the guitar softly, and singing.
She looked inside, and saw Sasuke sitting there, playing his guitar, propped on his legs, his voice soft and flowing through the room.
When I close my eyes,
To this paradox place,
I'll fly away...
Far away from here...
I'll get away and dream, dream of you...
When it's all said and done,
And the night has come,
I'll disappear...
Take flight on the wind of wishing you were here,
Fading light...
Like a star who's light, has been gone for years...
And I'll fl--
Suddenly, she saw him jump and turn around. She then realized that she had made some noise with her key chains.
"What are you doing, Pinky?!" he exclaimed. Sakura blushed unexpectedly.
"I…I…just…erh…" she mumbled incoherently. Sasuke scowled, tucked his guitar in one corner, and took out his flute.
She studied his features. They were different from his school persona.
Instead of the conformed-looking uniform that every other guy in the school wore, he wore a dark blue long sleeve with a dark t-shirt on top, with what looked like his family's crest on his right arm. He had a pair of dark, dark blue jeans, and wore black Converse All-Stars. He still had his student pass attached to the front of his shirt, though.
Sakura stared at him, glaring as she blushed, which was hard to hide for a girl with bright pink hair and pale skin.
"That…erh…was a nice song," she said, plopping down in front of him, assembling her flute carefully. She tried to scowl at him, but it didn't work. It looked as if she was about to cry due to the fact her face looked a cross between a scowl and blush and a grimace.
"Hmph," he muttered, and he nodded, counted her off, and they began scales.
As they finished, Sasuke fixed up his music, and Sakura couldn't help looking at him. But I HATE HIM! She thought angrily. Why the hell am I staring at him?
"Nice show at band today," he said, scowling. Sakura rolled her eyes.
"Shut up," she growled. He rolled his eyes this time, and told her the next song.
"You play first," he smirked. She gaped at him, knowing she lost the battle, begun to play, but ten notes into the song, he stopped her.
"No, you're breathing is entirely wrong," he scowled. "It's A, eighth note, and an eighth rest then, B to C with an eighth-note step," he explained grumpily, "and you have to breathe every five measures."
"Don't need to be so prissy," she spat.
"Whatever," he said, "now, from the top again!"
"WHAT?" Sakura shouted. She wanted to smack that Uchiha boy right in the face.
"Go, now," he scowled deeply.
"Fine," she growled, and began. Sasuke scowled just watching her.
"It's like this," he stopped her again. Sakura gaped at him. That SHOW OFF, she thought angrily.
"And that's how you do it," Sasuke said, his eyes narrowed at her, cold and cruel as usual.
"Crazy ass," Sakura muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" Sasuke glared even deeper.
"Nothing…" she nearly shouted, and added in a whisper once more, "smart-ass."
Sasuke glowered at her, and made her repeat the song several more times.
And time passes on throughout the day...
When Sakura was tired, and her head was aching from using too much air, she grabbed her head and nearly dropped her flute.
"Don't slow down, Pinky," Sasuke scowled.
"SHUT THE HELL UP! I HAVE A FUCKING HEADACHE!" she screamed at him, aiming at him with her flute (A/N: If you've ever played the flute, you know how that feels. That used to happen to me… (Sweat-drop)) "YOU MOTHERFUCKING FUCKER!" she screamed once more.
Sasuke laughed quietly. This girl's crazy…
"KUSO! ALL YOU DO IS MAKE ME REPEAT EVERY FUCKING THING! CAN'T YOU GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK?" she shouted.
"Hn," was all that Sasuke said. "Whatever…"
"WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO QUIET AND NOT DOING ANYTHING? HUH, BIGSHOT FLUTIE?"
"…"
"SAY SOMETHING!" she growled.
"Hmph," Sasuke said, looking away.
"Anything," she finally said, "Just say something, teme!"
"The flute," he said simply. Sakura scowled confusedly at him.
"What?" she frowned incoherently. "What the HELL do you mean by that?"
"My mother gave me my flute when I was seven."
He looked down at his black and gold flute, dark and shining.
Sakura looked at him, her expression turning softer. "Oh."
"She always told me to practice, so I did. But then my father had different ideas," he explained in a monotone.
Sakura wondered why he was telling her all of this, but she let him continue. "Go on," she pressed. He looked up at her and sighed.
"He told me to get into politics. He's the senior undersecretary to President Namikaze. He wanted me to go follow into his footsteps. When he heard me practicing a scale one day, he took my flute, and almost bent it, until my mom came into the room."
Pinky's face went from a scowl to a look of sadness. "What happened…?"
"Hn…" Sasuke muttered, "My mom reasoned with my dad and it all seemed alright for a while…and then the incident happened."
Sakura tilted her head to one side like a confused animal. "…what event?"
"The fire," he said simply once more, "the one my mother and my old friend, my old housekeeper, Elisha, were killed in."
"Oh…" she said quietly, putting a hand to her mouth.
"Yeah…I came home from Band Club, and I saw smoke rising from the complex. I ran, and I saw two ambulances, and my home since I was born, burned down."
Sakura couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had heard of a fire to a major family's home a couple years back, but she didn't know it was Sasuke's family.
"My dad and my brother, Itachi were there, and my dad suddenly said, 'It's your fault! You should've come home earlier…and maybe you could've saved your mother and Ellie…or got them out of harm at least'. I heard it was a gas explosion…"
Sakura calmed down all the way, and she looked at him like she never looked at him before. Was it empathy? No, it was sympathy. Yeah, that was the word…'sympathy'. Her, feeling sympathy towards the boy she called a bastard? How odd.
Suddenly, he looked up at her, his eyes narrowed, and he looked very annoyed.
"What the hell am I doing, telling you all of this? We should be practicing…well…never mind. Tomorrow again," he muttered incoherently, picking up his music and packing his flute away gently.
"Uchiha…" she began, biting her lip. He shrugged, and scowled, his eyes narrowed at her (A/N: Like, kind-of when he looks at her in Episode 3 and goes 'You're ANNOYING.'). Suddenly, he got up and left.
Sakura stood there, but then something caught her eye. Something had fallen out of his pocket. Something rectangular-shaped. She picked it up, and ran to the door to see where he went, but when she got to the door and looked out...he was already gone.
"Hn," she muttered, and she turned over the thing that fell out of his pocket.
It was a picture.
It showed a tall, looming man with a serious look on his face wearing a crisp suit and tie; his arms folded, a beautiful, smiling woman wearing a long, blue dress with a small sweater on top, a tall boy in his teenage years with a ponytail and a long sleeve with a polo on top, and a little boy with long hair, sticking straight up in the back with an adorable chibi smile, his eyes wide. He was smiling, and had a small, skinny body, with almost the same clothes as his older brother.
Was this Sasuke's family?
"That's DEFINITELY Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Mikoto, Uchiha Itachi, and most imporantly--(coughTO INOcough)--Uchiha Sasuke," Naruto said later on. Sakura had begged him to meet her in the library right after the tutoring session.
"Hmm..." Sakura mumbled. Naruto looked up from the picture. He smiled confusedly at her, and when he saw her expression, he scowled.
"What's wrong?" he asked concernedly. "Did the bastard do something to you--?"
"Eh, Naruto..." she began slowly, "Don't call him a bastard."
Naruto's eyes widened. "You called him that earlier."
"Hn," she said, her voice low, "Have you ever got to know him?"
"Yeah, when I was ten," Naruto muttered, "The President's Ball. That ass picked a fight with me, and we both got in trouble with our dads."
Sakura looked up at him. "What?" she exclaimed. The librarian in the corner shushed them and Sakura toned down her voice.
"It was the President's Ball," Naruto said in an undertone, his voice filled with complete malice, "We started to talk to each other, because his dad just recently became my dad's assistant around that time. So then, we started to talk about ourselves. He told me his mom died in that big manor fire. I told him my mom died on the plane crash..."
Sakura looked at him.
"Then we started to argue, because that faggot said that his situation was worse. Then I said mine was, then for some reason, my instinct told me to punch him. So I did. That was the year we both started to hate each other. We called each other names you couldn't possibly imagine. Our dads intervened, and then the feud between the two of us started."
"Oh..." Sakura said, picking up the picture. "So this is him."
"Duh," Naruto said, taking it back. "That little creep. Well...I've got to...go to piano rehearsal. I'll see you later, then?"
"Yeah..." she said, taking the picture away from him, and she stored it in her pocket. "Tomorrow..."
Naruto looked at her with a soft look, and walked out of the library, crestfallen.
Chapter 7 end.
YES! There's chapter seven for you! Just please leave any constructive criticism if you have any, and any things you would like to happen (I KNOW ONE: coughcoughSasuke/Temaribreakupcoughcough)!
Well, if you haven't played the flute before, here are some things that you have to do and what can happen.
1. You get headaches if you haven't played in a while, or when it's your first time.
2. Never drop your flute. You will pay. It will die.
3. Guys play flutes too ;)
4. Dammit. Your cheeks hurt from playing for too long. Happened today in band . Kuso.
5. Some band teachers make you march. (coughcoughAdvancedBandtodaycoughcough)
6. If you practice the band teacher will love you ;)
--Sakura-sama ;)
