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Sasuke was borderline growling as he glared daggers at the young brown haired male who was currently grinning at him like a little imp. Why did he have to throw his stuff in his room the moment Itachi left!? Fucking Christ! He was not going to be stuck with Haku for the next whole of his senior year! He'd be lucky to keep him from man handling him in the middle of the night. Would he get any sleep?

This had to be God's idea of some sick twisted joke. What had he done to deserve this? He knew he should have registered earlier, damnit. Then he would have secured his chance of choosing a room mate instead of being stuck with this jack ass. His balls were going to die. He was sure of it. Just being in the same room with him made him want to go find a woman and fuck.

"Sasuke..." he looking to be pouting.

A nerve above Sasuke's eye twitched.

"Sasuke..." he said again softly. "Must you be so cruel?"

He grunted. "When I have to worry about your little paws grabbing me in the middle of the night? Yes."

Haku frowned and crossed his arms over his chest with a sigh. Sasuke could be such a prude. And almost no fun. He'd liked him the first year he met him. But now he only kept up the flirty facade just to annoying him. Who wouldn't want to? The guy was nearly as serious as the Hyuuga boy. He just begged to be bothered with those stern looks.

"You really are no fun." He smirked and walked away towards his bed. "Rest assured though, I have no interest in you this year."

That made Sasuke take pause. Was this a ruse? Was he waiting for him to relax just so he could take that moment to pounce and molest him? It had to be. He didn't believe it. "Yeah," he muttered, "right. When pigs fly."

"No, really, Uchiha. I plan on setting my sights on someone new this year. Although, if you feel the need to switch rooms with someone, be my guest." His smile was delicious.

He still wasn't buying it, but whatever. Maybe if he was lucky he could bribe Sai into switching with him. The guy was asexual wasn't he? Like he'd care if Haku molested him and three in the morning. Sasuke, however, did.

"Anyone I know?" He couldn't help but ask. It Haku really was earnest about keeping his paws off him he at least wanted some evidence to support it.

Haku sighed long and seductively as he fell back onto the mattress like a woman from the twenty's in a black and white film. "No, not yet. Maybe the party tonight will give me some clue."

"Hn," he mused. "Let me know so I can warn the guy."

Haku really did pout this time. "Oh! Uchiha-sama, must you be so thwarting to my heart's affection? You are a cruel man indeed."

Sasuke rolled his eyes at the obvious drama laced in those words. "Must you call me 'sama'? This isn't Japan and I'm not one of your Yaoi porn boys from the manga you insist on plying yourself with every night before beating off."

Haku turned over on his side, his long brown strands fanned out across the pillow his head laid on and some of it over his eyes. With the pale rose pseudo kimono he donned he really did look every bit the heroine from a midnight love story on HBO or the damsel in distress. The forlorn look in his eyes told Sasuke he may have gone too far.

"Uchiha-sama..." he cooed, "must you speak so crudely?"

Sasuke narrowed his eyes as Haku gave him a look that could only be deemed 'pouty'. He wouldn't deny it to himself, but he wouldn't tell Haku either. If the guy had the equipment to go along with the rest of his look? He'd of been on him in a heart beat. Not for a relationship, but a tumble wasn't a bad option.

Good thing he wasn't the sort.

And good thing Haku had no idea.

He grumbled at the look he was still sending him. He looked ready to cry. Gad damned Haku. God damned Konoha. And fuck his soft heart despite the cold ice he covered it in. He did not want to be stuck in this situation.

"Alright," he ground out. "I'll endeavor to be nice to you on some civil level simply because I have to put up with your ass for a whole year and it'll be too hard to find someone to switch with me considering it you." He grumbled. "But, so help me, if one stray hand grabs my unmentionables in the middle of the night and I'll burn every one of your porn books. Got it?"

Haku beamed at him, his whole face lighting up as he lept across the room and into his arms.

He resisted the urge to yelp and tried to push him off of him. He growled a few times.

"Oh, thank you, Uchiha-sama!" He clung to him in a soft hug ignoring Sasuke's forceful tugs.

"Get off of me before I reconsider," he was really growling now. "Now!" He hissed when Haku took his time.

Haku just giggled softly behind his hand like the little imp that he was. "Oh, Sasuke-kun, you really are such a lush. And you don't even know how much." At his serious look he waved and idle hand. "I promise. Hands off. Hugging is ok though, right?" He was reaching for straws he knew.

Sasuke's jaw was set tightly as he placed his hand on his hips. "No, hugging is not 'ok'. No hands. None. It's bad enough women want to watch me and Naruto go at it. I don't need to add you to the list." He gave a grunt and reached for his sheets as he tried to go back to making his bed.

Haku just smiled at his back. "Would you like me to help you, Sasuke-kun?"

"What happened to Uchiha-sama?" Kun sounded to personal for his tastes, even if it was just an honorific he could care too shits about.

"Oh well, now that were friends and room mates, I think I can just call you kun, hm? Here, let me help you. It's the least I can do."

Sasuke just sighed and allowed the brunette to assist him. He wasn't an invalid and he certainly knew how to make his own bed. But if it got Haku to shut up for five minutes then so be it. He didn't know how much more shameless flirting he could take from the guy.

And then Sasuke blinked when they were done. "Huh..."

Haku beamed and clapped his hands together. "Good?"

"...Yeah..." Even the maid who came by once a week never made his bed this well. Maybe there were some pluses to rooming with Haku after all. He blinked a moment and just let it go. This was turning out to be weird day.

"Thank you, Sasuke-kun." And then the rose dressed boy seemed to glide across the room and back to his own bed. "So, are you going to the party at Kiba-kun's tonight?"

Small talk. Nice, cordial, small talk. This he could handle from the androgynous boy. This he could deal with easily. "Isn't it at Shino's?"

Haku shook his head. "Not this time. Apparently he's not up to playing host." Haku wrinkled his nose. "He was never very good at it anyway. That aside though," he sighed blissfully--why he didn't know, "I hear there's a motocross competition going on. A lot of people think that's the real reason for the change in locations."

"Makes sense," he muttered not really sure he wanted to lay down on his freshly made bed that looked so tightly made you could bounce a quarter off of it. Damn his mother for making him such a slave to cleanliness. He was almost OCD about it in a way.

He sighed as he stared at it longingly.

Haku giggled. "You could always join me over here, Sa-su-ke-kun."

He smirked wryly this time. "No thanks. I'd prefer to keep my nuts right where they are."

"Which is where?" He cooed jokingly.

"Not in your hands," he grunted. And he claimed he was the lush? E gad what a flirt. Thank god they'd stuck a bargain or he'd likely kill him. Haku was, if anything, true to his word once he made a promise. This was the only reason Sasuke was relaxing in his company. His strict code of honor was the only thing the senior could respect in the guy.

There was sudden knock at the door which drew both male's brows upward.

"Expecting company already?" He asked Haku.

"No, not at all," he smiled in return with that same coy voice. "Did you order a hot guy in a cake for me?"

He grunted once more but smirked all the same. So maybe Haku's light mood wouldn't kill him--yet. He reached for the door and turned the knob. As he did a flurry of blond and orange tackle him to the ground, nuzzling his neck. "Why Sasuke! How could you room with this lush Haku and leave me in the cold!"

Sasuke growled for what, the forth or fifth time that day? Hey, who was counting? He want punching Naruto in the head a few times as someone laughed. "Get off of me you ass!" Was it so much to ask NOT to be molested today? Really? Personal space anyone? Come on! It was a common and decent thing in this world to know and practice!

"Oi, Naruto! Get off of him, you jack ass!" Naruto yelped as Sakura yanked him off the Uchiha boy rather roughly by his arm. "He doesn't need you molesting him."

Sasuke grumbled and stood up. He dusted himself off and didn't bother looking at who helped him. And then he heard Haku's soft but sharp intake of breath. Great, his room mate had already found his new victim. Perfect. What lout did he have to save from the flirt's clutches now?

He looked up and was caught in a state of surprise. What was Vincent doing here? Wasn't it after visiting hours already? He knew it was close to five by now, right? He looked over at the clock next to his night stand. Yup... half hour till five in fact. He turned back to Vincent with narrowed eyes. "You know visiting hours are over right?"

Naruto gave him a soft pat on the shoulder. "Didn't I tell you, bastard? Vincent goes to school here now."

"No, you didn't," he muttered not really understanding why it should bother him.

Haku was all over him like candy though. He glided across the room towards Vincent. "You are just too perfect for words." He was so tempted to reach out and run his hands through the taller boy's pink locks. "We must hang out tonight." He looked over at Naruto. "Where have you been keeping this lovely creature, Naruto-kun?"

Sakura blinked several times. So, this must be Haku. Frack she was in a world of trouble already. She could see it happening. If he kept at her she'd have no chance of keeping her secret long enough to seduce Sasuke.

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Hands off, uke. He's not for you. And he doesn't swing that way. So find someone else to sink your teeth into."

Haku pouted. "You're about as much fun as Sasuke-kun here."

Sasuke was rolling his eyes again as he finally trudged over to his bed and took a seat next to Naruto. Why not? His blond monstrosity of a friend had already ruined the perfect work Haku had put into it.

Haku turned back to Vincent with a brilliant smile that reeked of enigmatic tendencies. "Are you quite sure you wouldn't want to give me a try? I assure you I'm quite gentle."

Sakura, in all her young adult life had never really blushed. As a child it was inevitable. But as a young woman she'd quickly gotten over it once she reached high school. Sex and parties did that too a girl. She'd walked in on more than her fair share of orgies. But it was just the way Haku said it that made her go as red as a tomato.

He was beaming at him still. "You are very beautiful when you blush."

This just wasn't fair...! Why did he have to be all old school with his pick up lines?! She wasn't even sure how to react. And then she felt frozen in place as he reached up to touch her face. Move your ass, Haruno! Move! She told herself.

And just as he was about to touch her she saw a pale hand gripping his wrist and pulling Haku's hand away from her as he reached for her own and pulled her behind him him slightly. She released a breath of relief and looked over at Sasuke.

His eyes narrowed on Haku. "Lay off, Haku. He's not use to you yet."

Haku was sighing in disappointment. "You really know how to ruin a guy's fun, Sasuke-kun. Very well."

Naruto got up and headed towards the door and grabbed Haku. "C'mon, queen, I need to go grab a soda from the machine down the hall. I'll buy you one."

Haku barely got out two words before the door was shut.

And there she was. Her eyes darting to Sasuke's as he kept a gentle hold on her wrist. She felt something shoot up her arm and pushed down the feeling of wanting to pull her wrist from his grasp. Not because she didn't like the touch, but because she was scared. And as if to make matters worse she was still blushing. Worse even because of his lone presence in the room.

He stared back at the young man and kept his gaze intent. He really did feel sorry for him. It wasn't the first time someone as innocent looking as Vincent feel pray to Haku's charming words. And for whatever reason he felt the need to help. If nothing else than because he felt Vincent was a friend.

"Sorry about that," he said evenly but softly, noting the pink haired male was still shaken up. He slowly release his wrist and allowed the back of his knuckles to brush along his arm. It hadn't been on purpose, but he wasn't sure he could say it had been on accident. The thought bothered him slightly but he pushed it down.

"Haku can be a little forward." He watched the endless sea of green shift from nervousness to gratefulness. That made him feel more at ease. However, he could detect a hint of anxiety in the guy. It made him want to do something, but he wasn't sure what.

"It's alright," Sakura stated softly, not wanting to break the quiet of the room. She smiled a bit. "I'm normally not so tongue tied in situations like that. But he did catch me off guard."

The urged was back again. The same one that made him brush his bare knuckles against his arm. The same one that made him want to... he didn't know. He didn't like it. He didn't hate it. But confusion settled in his mind. Perhaps he just felt protective of the guy? Doubtful. He looked like he could take care of himself.

Yet, for whatever awkward reason, much like Haku, he reached out. Only this time, he cupped his cheek and ran a gentle thumb down the fine texture of his skin. So, it was just as soft as he'd imagined. Funny how that struck something in him. He let it go and removed his hand as he turned from the guy. "They should be back any moment now. You might want to get that blush off your face before Haku tries to grope you again."

Sakura felt a shudder of electricity run through her at his touch. And it was just his hand. She'd never gotten that from anyone she'd even ever slept with. She unconsciously reached up and rubbed where he'd left the warmth of his palm.

She swallowed. "Yeah, you're right." She forced her voice to sound even and confident. If she was getting this jittery from just touching him there was no way she would be able to handle seducing him. And that was something she had to do.

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By the time they'd all arrived it was dark. Sakura was at the back end of the pick up truck she'd been given for her sixteenth birthday. Currently she was unlocking the straps that held the bike in place on the trailer. She wasn't dressed in her gear yet, but she would be later. Currently her attire consisted of dark blue jeans and a red top that hugged her curves without giving away her gender. The front of it was emblazoned with the words 'Hellcat'. She wasn't sure if it was manly enough but she had bought it in Jiraiya's shop. And who cared, right? She was wearing a thin tank top beneath it. It more than hid the wraps to hide her nearly flat chested form.

She'd always hated her abnormally small chest. At this moment though she was grateful for it. It made her perfect for the role she was in. She grunted as she finally pulled the bike free and rolled it down the ramp to the front street of the house. She kicked down the stand to hold it up right and went to cleaning up her mess.

Kiba had told her she could park her bike around in the back with the others until the fun started. Which, was good. She wasn't exactly ready to get her blood pumping just yet. She could hear bikes rumbling either because some of them thought to practice or because they were showing off while checking their rides. This made her smile as she locked up the trailer and turned back to her bike. She hit the car alarm button on her keys to lock up the truck.

Many people wondered why she choose a truck over a hot car. Ino did question her about it many times as she'd actually had a choice. Her father had come down for a few days on her birthday and took her to a lot to pick out her red Silverado. The answer was simple, of course. With a truck you could pack things, haul things and she didn't need to hire someone to come out and haul her bikes to the tracks when the fancy struck her. Of course Ino didn't get that. She wasn't that type of girl.

No, Ino was the type of girl to doll herself up and pick out the boy for the night she felt the need to screw till morning. Sakura wrinkled her nose as she led the bike down the dirt ridden path to the brightly lit back yard. Ino had rubbed off on her during high school. She was the one who introduced her to the party scene and gave her the first dose of womanhood. But Sakura's down right bold nature, frank words and ease at not giving a fuck about walking around a room full of men in nothing but her under wear and bra was all her. Not Ino.

It was that drive that had led her to place in life she was at now--dressed a boy and going to an event with an air of masculinity even Ino herself found attractive. Ino finding her attractive? That had to be a sign she was doing a bang up job.

She found the back yard littered with young men and women of all older ages. In one corner of the concrete lot just before the large acre of back yard and dirt were several kegs, a trashcan and a stack of red cups.

It was there she saw Ino, smiling and laughing with another guy. Geeze, already five minutes and she was flirting? Good thing Choji wasn't here. He'd pound the guy into the ground. And good thing he didn't mind her macking out with Ino or she'd be the one with a fist planted in her face. No, that wasn't true. Choji would never hit her. He loved her like a sibling and was just as protective of her as he was Ino. No, if anything he'd yell and get mad... but that aside he didn't mind her making out with Ino because he knew all about the bet. And he knew Ino loved him. And he trusted Sakura to keep her under wraps during the party. Which, is why he didn't mind her going without him in tow.

With a soft sigh she parked her bike next to a bright red one and sauntered over to Ino. She slid a arm around the girl's waist and pulled her close enough to brush her lips across her ear like a lover's kiss. "You know better, pig."

Ino just smiled brightly at the confused man before her. "You'll have to excuse Vincent. We're not exactly dating but he's quite protective."

The guy seemed nice enough because he just smiled. "No problem" He directed his attention to the Vincent guy. "I saw you pull up earlier in the driveway. That's one sweet ride you got. Supermoto QLINK XF200 right?"

"Yeah," Sakura said with a twitch of her lips.

"Nice ride. Too expensive for me. But I manage just fine on the dirt." He grinned and held out his hand. "Sorry for trying to steal your girl. Couldn't help myself though. She's easy on the eyes. Name's Kankurou."

She took his hand in a firm grip. "Vincent," she said with ease. "You ride professionally or just for fun?"

The brown haired guy with obscene amounts of purple makeup that she really didn't find all that weird just laughed. "Oh no, not professionally. I wish. That'd be a nice added bonus in my pocket. No, I just do it for fun."

"Same here. If I took the sport to seriously it wouldn't be as much fun."

He nodded in agreement. "You racing later then? Or just taking advantage of Kiba's slopes?"

"I'm not too sure yet. How's the competition?" Alright, so, he wasn't half bad. The guy had an easy going nature like any of Naruto's other friends. Plus, if he didn't mind giving her some tips about the other racers she was in good.

"Not too bad tonight. My older sister might give you a run for your money though."

"Girls are competing?"

Kankurou smirked. "Don't tell me your sexist? Not with that face, man."

She was the one laughing now. What an absurd thought. She might as well be a hypocrite. "Not at all. Just a little surprised. She any good?"

"Oh yeah. And her ride is just as expensive as yours. She's put years of work into her little pink demon." He took a sip from the beer in his hand.

All she did was nod. Pink huh? She doubted there were many pink bikes around. She'd keep an eye out for her on the track. "Thanks. I keep a look out for her." She smirked. "If she manages to beat me I'll have to ask her for some tips."

Kankurou arched a brow at that. "Really?" He allowed for a slow smile. "I can see you aren't like the rest."

It was her turn to arch a brow.

He seemed to understand her confusion because he said, "Not many guys take kindly to a chick kicking their ass at something they all think they rock at. And Temari does plenty of it. If you really mean what you said it just proves to me you really are a step above the rest."

She found the comment warming to her insides. "Well, thank you." She smiled and looked over at Ino. "I don't feel too bad leaving you with him now. I need to look for Sasuke anyway."

She turned back to Kankurou. "You don't mind keeping the drunks off of her for me do you?"

Kankurou just grinned. "Not at all. It'd be my honor to watch your girl."

Ino gave her a fake glare. "I'm not a child, Vince."

"I know," She smiled at the blond. And for good measure, in case anyone was watching with some stemming curiosity she gave her a quick friendly kiss next to her mouth.

"Now be good, Ino." She winked, waved and then dashed off to find the real object of her affection. She was sure the girl was rolling her eyes at her back. Could she really blame Sakura though? She knew what that black number did you a horny group of hormonal teenagers.

God she was having fun.

Who knew being a guy could be this much fun? There was no added pressure. No added wondering about what to say or what not say. She truly felt like herself for the first time in years. It was invigorating. It was like being free. She felt like a bird on the wind. It was so nice to be able to talk about something besides clothes and the next hot screen actor in tight jeans.

Some guy had even talked bikes with her! That just made her day. Or night if you wanted to look at it another way.

Her eyes searched the crowded room as she let a worried frown take her lips. Where was he? Hell, maybe she'd just ask.

She spotted Kiba's hair in the middle of the crowd. Who could miss his loud mouth voice? He heralded over the crowd like a god.

She maneuvered past people to him. "Yo, Kiba!"

He turned to her with a bright smile. He clapped a hand on her back. "Glad to see you made it, Vince."

"You know where Sasuke is?" She didn't want to stuck in a conversation again. As much as she loved to talk shop with him she was on a mission here.

"Oh yeah, I saw him head up to the roof."

"Roof?" Her brow furrowed.

He nodded. "Yeah, just got straight up the stairs and down the hall. The stairs lead right up to the roof from the attic."

"Alright, thanks, man." She started to walk off but he stopped her hand handed her a beer. She shook her head and gave it back. "Thanks but I don't drink on a night I'm racing."

"You're racing?" He looked happy at the prospect.

"Yeah, but I gotta go find Sasuke. See ya, man!" She promptly got out of there before the brunette could hold her up any longer. She was stomping up the stairs with little care. Who would? She was a guy! No need to worry about heels taking her down or breaking under the stomp of her feet. Sneakers were the best thing right now.

As she reached the top level she turned and followed Kiba's instructions to the letter. Sure enough, down at the end of the hall was another staircase leading up. She grabbed onto the railing and continued up. An interesting little private party met her eyes in the attic. She supposed it was the best hiddy hole to get stoned in. She shrugged and pushed past a few drowsy teens as he made her way towards a ladder leading up through a hole in the roof.

Once she made her way on top she looked about to Sasuke. She heard a giggle behind her and turned as she stepped up and onto the roof.

"Angela, get off," she heard before she saw. There, hanging all over Sasuke was a girl with the same black hair as him. It was long and fell over her shoulders like a caress. Her skin was dark. She looked exotic with that sexy red dress and perfect makeup. She felt something pang at her insides. She wasn't sure if it was jealousy--because that was really silly, she'd only known him a few days--or an odd need to protect him. By the looks of it he wanted nothing to do with the drunk girl.

She purred into his ear as she straddled his waist from where he lay on the roof. "Aw, come on, luv. I know you want it." She giggled again. "Your brother enjoyed it."

She felt her eyes narrow as Sasuke all but glared at the woman. She wanted to do something. She felt the need to. As a girl she could have. No one would think anything of her dragging the dumb cunt out of the house by her hair and tossing her into the grass. But... as a guy? The cops might get called or someone would smash her face in big time.

She sighed.

What were her options here? Should she go back down stairs and get Ino? Let her handle it? Nah, it would take too long and Kiba might wrap her back in some small talk. Grrr... she suppose she could just try and ply the chick off of him. Right. You can do this, Haruno.

She walked across the grit of the roof and thanked god there was railing just down at the end of the slant to keep idiots from falling to their death. "Yo, hot stuff. Your name name Angela?"

The girl sat up and turned her cool blue eyes to the guy talking to her. "Yeah? Who's asking?"

Sakura smiled in a manner she assumed was perfectly charming. "Some chick downstairs is calling you skank."

Her eyes looked ready to flame. "Who?"

She shrugged nonchalantly. "No friggin clue. Said she was gonna key your car though."

The woman shrieked and quickly got off of Sasuke. She ran for the hole in the roof and got out of there with the grace God gave a toad.

Sakura couldn't help but grin down at Sasuke.

He looked only mildly irritated. He was relieved though. He was only seconds away from shoving her off of him. But that might have resulted in her death near the edge of the roof. And he didn't want to arrested for murder. "Thank you."

"Ah, no problem. Hopefully she's too drunk to remember why she went down there by the time she gets to the bottom floor." She was chuckling and sitting next to him on the roof.

"Hopefully." He watched as Vincent moved to lay down as he himself had been doing a moment ago. His eyes scanned his form for a while. Coal depths trailed down the hint of his stomach peaking out from under his shirt... past the crotch of his pants... and along the tight length of his legs. He felt something rising in him again and turned his eyes away. He looked downward as the crowds and caught sight of a girl with blond hair in a little black number.

His eyes had watched Vincent pull up with her. They'd trailed after him as he rounded the house from one side to the back. And then he'd watched, intently, after he parked his bike and made the move on the girl who'd come with him.

His gut had turned.

Why should it bother him? Vincent was his friend and he was his own man. He could bring whoever the hell he wanted to the party. He sure as hell could fuck whoever he wanted. It's not like it was any of Sasuke's business.

Then why didn't he find it so convincing? Especially after seeing him kiss the girl.

He'd never felt so bothered in his life. He was confused by all these rushing.. feelings. The needs that were stirring around in his mind. He swallowed hard, not wanting to admit to himself what was really going on.

If he didn't think about it it didn't make it true. It became less real. He was a man. He had needs. Obviously they hadn't been sated in so long he was going insane. He ran his fingers through his hair and jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He was touching him.

Oh god.

"Sasuke?" Sakura blinked a few times. He'd been quiet for so long and staring into space for quite a while. And then he'd just sort of tensed up and raked his hands through his hair as if something was really bothering him. "Sasuke?" She was asking again, genuinely concerned.

And then he turned to look at her rather quickly. She almost hadn't realized how close she was. Because everything seemed to move in slow motion.

Everything.

One moment she was staring at his neck and the next his lips were brushing hers. She felt lightning rush through her. Her whole world shattered. It was like a thousand breaking mirrors all falling out of place at once. She felt her heart beat faster. She felt her skin prickle with goosebumps. Her breath was coming up slow and shallow. She could see his eye lashes. She could see the blush dancing across his face. Everything was so... blissful. So perfect. and he wasn't even kissing her. They weren't moving at all. She was too scared to.

The moment he turned he was lost. Every fiber of his being surged to life. Every smell, every taste, every touch. Euphoria bust in front of his eyes and he could see nothing but a sea of endless green. Nothing but perfectly enchanting fields of green poised in his mind's eye. He was terrified about what all of this meant. Part of his body screamed at him to take. And the other, more logical part of his body said run like hell.

Nothing he'd ever known in his whole life ever compared to this moment right here.

Nothing.

"Yo! Vincent! You coming for the race?"

Sakura quickly broke away from him, her senses jarred back to reality. She watched him move away from her at about the same clumsy, yet fast, pace. She was standing and dusting herself off as Kiba came up through the roof.

He didn't seem to notice a thing wrong. "Hey, Vince, they're starting in about fifteen minutes. You might want to change. Yeah?"

She nodded hastily, her eyes only briefly glancing at Sasuke. She forced a smile. "Sure thing. I'll head down now and change." And then she was gone.

And all Sasuke could do was stare after him. All he could do was watch his retreating head of pink hair as he disappeared back into the house. Confused didn't even begin to describe how felt right then.

No...

It barely scratched the surface.

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AN: Ha ha! You know you love me! I'm so nice to work on this chapter for you today! -dodges objects thrown at her by Kattylin- Gomen! I'll update KMI soon! Promise! -hides-

Pandastacia :: XD!! That is some of my inspiration, yes. And Kiba is teh shibby. He's just as dense as Naruto unfortunately sometimes. :P I hope Haku wasn't too flirty for you. I read him another story liked this hand loved the idea. So, I borrowed it.

Joker :: Me either! -wants to write more-

CrazyEyedChicken01 :: I know, I know. But I need to get people introduced to the characters here. I need to to feel them out and understand the flow. If I shoved it all out too quickly it'd be no fun at all. Plus it wouldn't see very real in my book.

--Blade