Chapter 8::::THE RESULT

Don't own Naruto...neither do you.


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I'll keep you my dirty little secret

(Dirty little secret)

Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret

(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)

My dirty little secret

The All American reject: My dirty little secret


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My eyes widened and I sagged to the floor but Sasuke caught me before I came in contact with the cold surface. I took the stick from Sasuke's grasp and look closer to make sure.

I'm not pregnant. The purple sad face showed up on the screen along with one red bar line. I want to laugh out loud and cry at the same time from relief. I glanced at Sasuke. He was still suffering from mild shock.

"You're not...?" he rasped out, his throat gone dry.

I smiled almost sadly. "No, I'm not pregnant."

He slumped back against the sink and pulled me against his chest. "Thank god." he breath out. "You're happy about this right?" he asked me.

I didn't answer for a moment. My fingers idly tracing his skin underneath the white dress shirt. "Yeah."

"You don't sound like it." he remarked casually.

"It's not that. Yes, I am happy that I'm not pregnant. I've never thought of being a mother at the age of seventeen, but I just couldn't stopped thinking of the possibility of me being pregnant. Even though I know the result now, I just couldn't stop thinking about it." I replied back. Tears welled up inside my eyes and I quickly blinked the offending liquid away.

"Were you going to tell me about the pregnancy if I hadn't come over?" he forced out his voice.

"Would you think I wouldn't tell you something you obviously have a right to know?" I countered.

"Point taken." he said.

"This has been a stressful day." Sasuke exclaimed quietly. I nodded tiredly. It was soothing the way Sasuke's fingers kept rubbing against my back. It gave me a sense of comfort knowing that he was there for me.

"Let's get you to bed." Sasuke picked me up from the bathroom and headed for the the bedroom. Books were still spread on my bed so Sasuke kicked the materials away with the heels of his feet and I smiled wanly.

"Glad that you came over." I murmured as I snuggled deeper against his chest.

Sasuke gave me a squeeze and whispered, "Me too."

We both immediately fell asleep.

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I stifled a yawn with the back of my hand as I tried to listened to what Sensei was saying. Sasuke shot me a smirk and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Tired you out, didn't I?" he gloated.

I punched him on the shoulder lightly before ginning. Sure we fell asleep, but around three o'clock, I woke up to go to the bathroom when Sasuke decided it's fun to sneak up on me. Well, things took a whole new turn and the word 'fun' just got a whole new definition, and that's why I'm nodding off to dreamland during my Biology class. We finally made it to school two minutes before the late bell ring for class. Entirely too close if you ask me.

"Now class, the new student is here. Be nice to her and make her feel welcome." said Sensei as she walked to opened the door. A pretty brunette girl stepped in. She was about my height with skirts that was way too long. I glanced at it closely to see the waist rolled down three times the normal.

"Loser." Sasuke coughed into his folded hand and I giggled along with the other students that had heard the comment.

"Class, this is Tiffany. She transfered from New York City as an exchanged student. She'll be joining us for five months so get to know her." said Sensei sternly. A couple of people murmured greetings to her and welcomed her to class. Tiffany returned the gesture, but her eyes were screening the room, looking for something or someone. Her eyes lit on Sasuke and the corner of her lips twisted up.

I was still trying to fend Sasuke's hand from going under my skirts when Tiffany dropped into the new desk that was placed two seats in front of us.

"Sasuke, there's people around!" I hissed lowly.

He just grinned and replied, "Well then, you just have to be quiet."

"I swear there's something wrong with you." I mumbled but didn't try to push his hand away. He definitely turned me into a sex addict.

"Now, Tiffany will need someone to show her around the building. " said Sensei plainly. No hands went up for the volunteer. "For extra credit." she added. Few hands went up including mine. In this class, I will need as many credits as I can because of my poor grade.

"Haruno. You speak perfect English, right?" Sensei asked with hopeful tone.

I nodded enthusiastically.

"You got the job." she said finally and I smiled.

Sasuke looked at me strangely. "Why do you want to show her around anyway?"

I shot him a look that meant it's obvious. "Extra credits."

"You're failing this class?" he looked surprised.

I rolled my eyes. "No, but I didn't get a good grade either."

Tiffany turned around and gave me a friendly smile. She stuck out her hand and it in a shake and I took it.

"Haruno-san." she said.

"You can call me Sakura." I replied. She nodded and her eyes strayed to Sasuke.

"This is Sasuke." I introduced. Tiffany smiled at him shyly before uttering a 'Hello." Sasuke arched a brow before he returned the greeting. I smiled at her assuringly before Sensei started to speak once more.

The bell rang and I kissed Sasuke goodbye before he left for his next class. Tiffany waited for me outside the door and I joined her, then I proceeded to show her the rooms. It was absolute coincident that she had every class with either Sasuke or I or both. Sasuke was convinced that she'd somehow tampered with the schedule. I just laughed.

The day went by quickly. Sasuke had pouted when I told him that I won't be able to stay over since I decided to started my ballet dancing again. He didn't look too pleased to hear about that but he did finally figured out why I was so flexible when we...

Anyway, I droved down to the studio and met with my instructor. A woman in her middle fifties with a kind smile. I imagined that Sasuke would flipped out if by any chance my instructor happened to be male. I called my father before, telling him that I decided to take ballet once again. He was glad and wished me luck with a message that he'll be back next week. I seriously doubt that since every time he's called away on business, the extended stay always followed up. It's not so bad after a while when I realized that my father will always be late no matter what he promised on how early he would returned back home. I gave up on that notion when he didn't showed up for my eight grade graduation, but rather he'd send a diamond necklace in his place instead.

I pulled down my sweatpants revealing the pale pink leotard. I tied the lace of my ballet shoes and stood up to test my balance. It seemed like I didn't loose that yet. I walked toward one of the bar in the middle of the room and began stretching.

'Been a long time since we've done this, ne?'

'Yeah...it has.'

Yes, it's been a long time. I first tried ballet when I was five, back in America. I guess it was something I inherited from my late mother, or so my father had said. When I first seen the cheap ballerina barbie doll while shopping for my birthday presents, I was instantly interested in it. Dad had shown some amusement in the situation before he'd asked me if I want a lesson with a real instructor. I was thrilled and before I know it, Dad had brought me to a dance studio not too far away from his workplace. I was mesmerized by the real ballerinas who's been training for years. The light fluff of the tutu, the tied up lace shoes and the expressions on their faces when dancing was amazing. I didn't felt shy or intimidated by the surrounding but I did embraced it.

'Guess you've been too busy lately.'

'So I am.' I agreed readily as I reached down to pull my leg up.

'You do realized that Sasuke has completely perverted you through and through.'

I bit back a grin. 'There's nothing wrong with what we do. We love being with each other; and that's enough for the moment.'

'Are you going to tell your father?'

'I don't want to hurt him.'

'And what makes you think what you're doing now isn't hurting him?'

'What he doesn't know won't hurt him.'

'What about Sasuke? You knew deep within your heart that he's bend over backward for you. You owe him that much at least.'

'Sasuke understand the situation. Beside, he's the one who insisted that I wait.'

'But you know how he really felt. Sakura, that night, what he said; what we've heard; it wasn't a dream.'

I bit my lips. The night we found out that I'm not pregnant, the night we made love until early morning. The night Sasuke said he loved me. I had convinced myself that he's already asleep. He didn't know what he was saying. This is what I wanted to hear from him yet, I'm also afraid. Scared that he didn't really meant what he said. After all, he was barely awake at that time. I can't hold that against him either. I didn't asked him about it because I was afraid of what he'll say.

'Maybe we should tell him our feeling.'

'What if it ruins everything? I can't bare to see my relationship with Sasuke crumble to the ground because of something unimportant as this.'

'That's a lie and you know it. You're afraid that he'll back out and leave you. It's a fifty-fifty percent chance, Sakura. If you...if we don't do this, after this is all over, we'll never be able to move on later in life. WE NEED TO DO THIS.'

'What if he doesn't love me?'

"What if he does?'

'I've got no choice in this, do I?' I sighed and let the feeling of aching muscles washed over me. It was a completely familiar feeling. I can feel my surrounding disappeared as a familiar place in my old dance studio came into place. Silky curtains and sheets of mirrors hanging from the floor to ceiling walls brought back the familiarity to my mind. Yes. My conscience is right for once. I need to tell him how I feel about him. About us. Then everything will fall into place by itself, right?

The clock on the wall strike six in the evening. I sighed, walking toward one of the bench and picked up the half filled water bottle up my lips and drained the liquid. It felt refreshing and new. I tossed the plastic bottle into one of the garbage can, I gathered my stuff and left through the double door. Outside, the sun had already set, leaving the sky with orange and red hues of colors. I smiled and bid goodnight to one of the lady who work there. My instructor had already gone home about an hour ago since that's her time she normally get off work. I had simply bid her goodnight and opted to stay at the place a while longer just to clear my head. I grinned. I needed this time alone since I can't seem to think straight whenever Sasuke is near. God, he turned me into a sexaholic.

I pressed the button to unlock the door and quickly threw my stuff in the backseat. Closing the door, I felt a shiver running up my spine. I didn't move from my place, simply, my eyes just darted around to see my surrounding through the tinted window of my Lexus. A shadow crept behind another parked car and then it disappeared. I swung around with a sharp intake of breath and saw no one. My eyes wildly swept through the lot only to find no one around.

I walked toward the driver seat and glanced around the lot one more time before getting in the car. Starting the car right away, I didn't wait for the car to heat up. Instead, I put the car in reverse and drove out of the dance parking lot.

The paranoid fear wouldn't leave me alone as I pulled out of the lot. A white van with rolled down window was parked across the street. I glanced briefly at it, encountering a man who wore a jet black sunglasses. My heart nearly skipped a beat as he continue to stare at me or rather at the car since my windows were all tinted. He finally looked away as the red light changed to green. I drove away, my eyes still flickering back to the van.

It was no longer there.


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Kenichi got out of the van and walked towards the entrance of the building. The large and modernize twin buildings were the base of a well known oil empire. Briefly flashing his ID to one of the guard, he didn't wait for a clarification before walking through the scanner ignoring the guard protest.

Pressing the button for the elevator, he tapped his foot impatiently while glaring at his watch. He was late. He didn't expect the girl to be at the damn studio for the extra hour. Now, he was behind schedule. His boss is not a patient man and Kenichi knows that he's crossing th line.

The soft ding of the sound implied that the elevator arrived. Fixing his black suit, he walked into the contraption with a grim look on his face. In his hand was a black briefcase. It was easy to blend in with the crowd in a large corporate building as long as the right dress code applied. No one really know anyone in a large space. Rather if you look the part then you play the part. Easy enough.

One by one, the people began to get off the elevator. He continue to ride until it reached the very top private floor. His boss's headquarter. he stepped out, tugging on his suit and tie. Briskly, he strode purposely towards the double door. Maya, the beautiful secretary sat at the desk normally looking over her task. She did bother to looked up at him and gave him a nod as he passed by.

"You're late." the booming voice rosed as soon as the door was closed. Kenichi took off his sunglasses and placed them on the polished table.

"Assignment took more time than expected." Kenichi replied.

"I hope it's worth it." the man said darkly, his coal gaze stared coldly at the man.

"More or less."

"Have you identified the girl?"

Kenichi opened the briefcase, taking out a stack of developed photographs and placed it on the table. The man in question walked over and picked up the photos. He glanced at them one by one, carefully looking at the smiling girl in her ballet attire.

"Just like her mother, eh?" he said more to himself as his gaze landed on the girl in the photo once more. Her hair was blown back by the wind and a large smile on her beautiful face. The short pleaded skirts revealed a long slender legs, showing her skin to his naked hungry eyes.

"Uchiha-sama. I never knew you would stoop this low." Kenichi remarked, his tone mocking.

Uchiha swung his murderous gaze toward Kenichi. "Do you want to continue your job, Ken?"

Kenichi shrugged offhandedly. "Don't threaten me. Just because you decided to pick me off the street to be one of your underlings, don't think for a second that I will hesitate to kill you."

Uchiha glared at the man for a moment before burst out laughing. "That's why I like you, Ken. You're ruthless as well as fearless. Killing is a second nature to you."

"And deception and jealousy is yours." Kenichi shot back as he stood up.

"Sasuke is the hair to inherit this vast growing empire as well as the most powerful clan in the world. The Uchiha clan title should not be wasted on some whelp who can not control his urges." Uchiha spatted darkly, the photo in his hand had been crushed by the impact of his meaty arm.

"Whatever. I don't have time to sit here and listen to you babble about your family feuds." Kenichi said in a boring tone before getting up and left the room.

Uchiha glared at the retreating man's back with narrowed gaze. He walked towards one of the cabinet to pour himself a scotch drink. Tossing the content back into his mouth, he welcomed the burning sensation of the alcohol.

"Soon, Isabelle. Soon you'll be mine. This time, I won't let you get away." Uchiha muttered darkly before his laughter filled the room in a haunting sound.
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I parked my car next to Sasuke's. It was already eight at night. I had some time to swing by my house to shower and change first before heading over here. The mansion were illuminated with glowing lights. I stepped out of the car and locked the car before heading toward the front door. It was unlocked and I pushed the heavy door away and walked in.

I looked around the huge place. It was empty. I wondered around the place, knowing full well where I am at the moment. Sasuke had given me a tour of the mansion sometime ago. Seriously, this place is huge. I went passed the living room, into the game room and finally the basement. Where could he be?

I found Sasuke in one of the training room. He was soaked to the bone and by the look of things, I'd say he had just finished an intense workout. He was bare-chested of course, and he'd never looked more delicious at this moment. The muscles corded his back was very impressive along with the glistening moisture on his skin. I'd never thought that seeing a man in sweat can be such a turn on.

"I thought you weren't coming by." Sasuke remarked casually as he placed the weight back on the stand.

I pushed my body away from the door and strode in, the short skirts swayed by the movement of my hips. I didn't have to look at Sasuke to know that his eyes are glue to certain part of my body.

"Changed my mind." I replied as I stood in front of him with a wicked light in the depth of my eyes. I trailed my fingers down the hard valley of his chest, hi muscles twitching by the light contact and I stifled a giggle.

"If you came here to tease me, I swear on everything that is holy----"

"Tease you?" I questioned with a raised brow.

He caught me around my waist and swung me around so my ass can feel the harden penis through his pants. "Need a reminder of what you did to me this afternoon before you decided to ran off?" he said seductively, his breath fanning my ear and I shivered.

"Maybe." I breathe out. He growled lowly before turning my face toward his and instantly his rough lips were on mine. His grip on my waist tightened as he ground his hips against mine. His kiss was voracious, his mouth hungry, starving, as if a newborn searching his first milk. My fingers curled around his back, my nails scratched his skin lightly as he uttered out a low growl.

With one hard move, he had managed to pinned me against the wall with his hips. His hands clutched the front of my tank top, then drifted lower towards the edge of the shirt before slipping inside to cup my breast through the flimsy material of my bra.

"Sasuke." I moaned out as I silently encouraged him to take the shirt off of me. He chuckled, a low rumble that ran through my whole body.

"Tell me what you want, baby." he teased, his hands sliding from one breast to another, kneading the flesh as I brought one of my leg up and wrapped it securely around his waist.

"You...I want... you." I managed to breathe out before Sasuke closed his scorching mouth over my nipple and began to sucked with greed. I held onto the back of his head, his fingers sliding through the soft silk of his spiked hair, down to the skin of his neck and knead the muscles on his shoulder. He gave a quiet moan as he ground his hips against mine, letting me feel the hard and hot erection he sported.

He bit my nipple, not enough to hurt me, just enough to let me feel through the shirt and I screamed out as my orgasm hit. I threw my head back against the wall and squeezed my legs tighter around his waist.

"God...I love you." I whispered out and gasped, shocked to hear my confession coming out at a time like this. Sasuke's stared at me with disbelieving gaze. He didn't say anything to break the silence, just staring at me with his coal dark eyes.

Then it hit me. He doesn't love me. I can feel the tears clogging up my eyes, the burning and stricken in my throat as I scold myself not to cry in front of him.

His arms went limp and I dropped to my feet. He didn't say anything and I took this opportunity to run out of the room before I can embarrassed myself anymore.

'He doesn't love me.'

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After much thinking and consideration and the whining from the reviewers, I've decided that you got what you wanted. Drama, angst, and scheming are coming up in the later chapters. Also notice that I switched POV. yes, I did that on purpose.

Anyone want to take a guess on who is the mysterious Uchiha????? Could be an existing character or the one I made up!!!!!!!!LOL.

Sorry for the late update. Been busy since school started again as well as working and studying. But no fear, the break is coming up and I'll be updating at least three or four chapters. Since I have it all plotted and planned out in my head, it's easy just to write it.

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I've also been working on my next story after My dirty Little secret is finish. The title is Dark Angel. If you want the summary, ask in the review and I'll probably post it the next time I update. Thing is, I don't want any plagiarism on my next story or this story.

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