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Chapter 8


New Journal Entry

Title: Oh Holly Hell.

Mood: Hyperventilating

Listening To: All those good times are coming to an end. (Why, life? Why?!)

Reading: Pride and Prejudice, darlings.

Watching: Uh, Hello? The Grammy's, obviously! (Holy Crap, Katy Perry looks….Normal! Anyone else shocked by this!?)

Playing: With my phone. (Can I kill it to get a new one? No? Bummer.)

Uhm... So, I have this…friend, who needs some advice about an issue she's dealing with. You see, she (we'll call her Saya) met this guy a few months ago, had a wickedly hot make out session with him, and then they both went on their merry way. She never thought she would ever see him again. Good estimation, yes? Nope. Problem is, she keeps running into him (She also hinted that the guy was a complete asshole about it all, too). Awkward, right?! After their last meet up, she was certain she would never ever see the man, because, well, she was going to college, and what are the probabilities of that, right? Wrong once again, my lovely darlings. Saya walks into her class, and whom does she see there? Drum roll please! That's right! Him. And he's her fucking teacher, no less. So, what does she do? Thoughts?

Now on another, much lighter note, Ino-Pig and I are going on a massive shopping expedition to refashion our prison-like dorm. Anyone wish to accompany?

Also, I hear that there is going to be a huge party on Saturday. Anyone have the details on this?

Love Saku.

P.S. So…when is the deadline to drop or switch a class? Just curious…

5 Comments / Previous Journal Entries

HinaHime03~ Tenten and I are both up for this shopping trip! As much as I love these dorms, they could definitely use some cheering up in the decorations department.

Oh, and who is Saya? I feel for her, but I don't really know what she should do… :S

AwesomeFoxyLoverBoy7~ Sa-Ku-Ra-CHAN! How do you not know about this party? It's like, the BIGGEST thing going on THIS WEEK! Buuuutttt, since you don't know, it's going to be at Phi Delta Theta frat house. BE THERE OR BE SQUARE!

NARUTO OUT!

BabyBlueEyedBlonde~ What the- Who the hell is this Saya person…this story is so—

You know, you're being really fishy forehead. We are totally going to be talking about this later, missy.

CloudWatcher~ Deadline to drop classes is in two weeks, September 15th.

WindGoddessTema~ I will fo sho be going on this shopping trip, even though my dorm doesn't really need decorating, be jealous bitches. :P


Friday afternoon after classes, I made my way to the counselors office. I can not spend an entire semester around Itachi as my teacher. There is just no way in hell I would be able to survive that. Seriously, I am not going to be the slut who sleeps with her teacher. No matter how hot the whole 'student-teacher-secret-relationship' scenario might be. Yeah, hell to the no. I groaned inwardly.

Making my way into the office, I stepped up to the desk where a perky receptionist greeted me.

"Hello! Do you have an appointment today?" She smiled.

"I do. My name is Haruno Sakura for 1:45."

"Alrighty, and what is your student ID number?" She chirped, tapping at her keyboard.

"1079238," I rattled off.

"Wonderful! Have a seat and we'll have someone out in just a few minutes!"

"Thank you, " I said, smiling back.

In no time at all, I was escorted down a hall and into the counselor's office.

"Hello Sakura, my name is Hibiki, how can I help you today?" He asked, motioning for me to sit.

"Well, uhm, I was actually hoping I could transfer into another Honors Principles of Biology class. The one I'm currently in just isn't….working out," I cringed delicately.

"I see. Well let me see what I can do for you."

Hibiki typed into his computer while I waited patiently. I watched as a slow frown developed onto his features and dread settled into the pit of my stomach.

"I'm sorry to say, Sakura, that the class you're in is the only Honors Principles of Biology offered this semester."

My brain raced to try and think of another solution.

"What about the non-Honors class, could I get into that one?" I asked, desperation seeping into my voice.

He gave a pitying glance in my direction. "Unfortunately not. That class is full and already has quite a long waiting list. But you know, there is always the option to drop the class, Sakura. Only problem is that this particular class is only taught in the Fall semesters, so if you did drop, you would have to wait another year to try and retake it."

I gave a deep sigh. "Uhg, and I need this class as a prerequisite to get into all of my other major courses." I whined, frustrated.

"I'm very sorry Sakura. Is there a particular reason why you wish to drop the course that I can help you with?" He asked consolingly.

My face flushed with embarrassment. "No, no there's nothing in particular," I mumbled. "Thank you for your help, Hibiki," I smiled weakly as I rose to leave.

Well shit. This was not what I was expecting. College was supposed to be fun and exciting. Not dreadful and depressing. Tch, damn Uchihas making a royal mess of my life. The both of them!

Okay Sakura. This won't be as bad as you think. You only have lab with Itachi one day a week. How horrible could that be? This is a big campus. It's not like you'll see him all that much anyway. Right? Right!

I puffed a breath, ruffling my bangs as I squared my shoulders. No way am I going to let something so small and trivial as this, get me down. Surely he's just full of hot air and they are just idle threats. Like hell am I going to let one stupid man ruin my career and my college experience.

I nodded my head to my inner thoughts, not paying attention to where I was walking when I bumped right into someone's back. Stumbling, I looked up mortified as I prepared to apologize profusely, when all the words instantly died in my throat.

Fantastic. My plans are already crumbling to pieces.

"Sakura, we really need to stop meeting like this," Itachi said, smirking.

The hold on my temper officially snapped.

"You knew, didn't you?"

"Knew what?" he asked raising an eyebrow in question.

"You knew that there weren't going to be any other class options for me to transfer into and that I wouldn't be able to drop the course."

"Now Sakura, you give me far more credit than I deserve. How could I know all of that?" He asked, chuckling.

I narrowed my eyes in a glare. "Because you did," I hissed.

"You're correct, I did know, though my threats were idle. I won't hold your academics over your head….as long as you cooperate."

My jaw dropped. "You know, that's got to be on so many levels of illegal!" I fumed.

His smirk slipped from his face as he quietly studied me.

I squirmed under his direct gaze, feeling heat pool uncomfortably between my legs. I groaned inwardly, exasperated.

"Is it really your wish, Sakura, for me to leave you alone?" He asked suddenly.

I jerked back, startled by his blunt question.

The answer seemed obvious to me, but warning bells began blaring through my head. Is this a trick question?

"I- I don't want you to mess with my emotions and assume I will be your fuck-buddy with no strings attached. I'm a long-term relationship kind of person." I said as evenly as I could with his piercing gaze on me.

"And you believe me incapable of having this kind of relationship?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Well, your track record with women doesn't really help support your case." I shot, sarcasm dripping from my words.

His eyes turned dark and serious. "Then I will just have to prove my worth to you." He muttered.

"I'll see you around, Sakura." He said with a nod as he turned and walked away.

Okay, well that was the freakin' weirdest conversation, ever. I chewed on my lip in worry. What the hell?

After the fiasco with Sasuke, the last thing I wanted was to go falling for his womanizing older brother! It didn't help that I already wanted to jump his bones…

I furrowed my brows. Uhg! This was way too complicated for my first week into college! Thank god there was going to be a party tomorrow night. I totally need some R&R and a good strong drink.


It must be a girl thing, but after all us girls did our shopping and major room makeover, I finally felt like I could really relax.

"Soo, Sakura, tell me about this friend of yours, Saya." Ino drawled. She was fishing for a nice piece of gossip. As usual for Ino Yamanaka.

I stiffened, but tried to play indifference by flipping through the magazine in my lap.

"Hmm, she's a girl I met in class and she asked for some advice. That's all, I guess." I nonchalantly replied.

She narrowed her eyes doubtfully at me. "Uh-huh. First week of school, a complete stranger is divulging their deepest troubles to you? I'm calling bullshit on that one, Forehead. Spill."

I frowned down at my magazine, hoping my hair was acting enough of a cover for my flushed complexion.

"Look Ino, I don't really wanna talk about this, okay?"

"I'll let it go if you answer one question truthfully."

I sighed, "fine."

"Are you Saya?"

I chewed my lip before giving a weak nod, making sure to look anywhere but at my best friend.

There was a long drawn-out silence from Ino's side of the room. I chanced a glance through my eyelashes. Ino's mouth was slightly agape.

"Holy shit Sakura, this is totally soap opera worthy!" She breathed, eyes wide.

I snorted at her comedic expression when the reality of all that truly has happened hit me and I doubled over in hysterics.

Ino, being the awesome friend that she is, joined with me in my laughter.

Once we were completely spent, we lay on our backs heaving, giggling every so often.

"Now you know Sakura, that eventually you're going to have to tell me who this hot sexy teacher you've been snogging with is." Ino breathed.

I chuckled, "Ah, that's what makes the story even more messed up, Pig."

She turned her head to the side to look at me. "Why?"

I kept my face upward, avoiding her questioning gaze.

"Because it's Sasuke's brother, Itachi."

There was a pause as Ino turned eyes back toward the ceiling. "Oh, holy hell, Sakura, you're screwed."

"Yup."

And we burst into laughter once more.


The next day, Ino and I devoted completely to getting ready for the big party later that night.

This was going to be our first frat house party and we wanted to make sure we looked our very best for the event.

Right before heading over, we met up with TenTen, Hinata and Temari and together we walked across campus to Frat Row.

The party was already in full swing by the time that we all got there but we all managed to squeeze through the mass of dancers, with minimum groping casualties, to the kitchen where we quickly poured ourselves some shots, as per usual of any self-respecting partying college student. Clinking our glasses with a cheer, we downed them all.


Hours later, several drinks, and a whole lot more dancing, I stumbled my way outside for some fresh air. I had definitely had a few too many drinks tonight. I cringed at the inevitability of a hangover in the morning. That's gonna be a biatch,

I deposited myself ungracefully on an empty bench in the backyard noticing all of the twinkle lights strewn about the yard. It was actually quite beautiful.

A few minutes into my admiration of the view, I felt a heavy body deposit itself beside me on my bench. Without permission. On my bench. While I'm trying to enjoy the lights. Really, quite rude.

I turned annoyed eyes on whomever it was that had decided to invade my personal space. Excuse them!

Glazed eyes looked back and a slimy smile slipped across his face. Ew.

"Hey, wassup?" He nodded gruffly.

I frowned. "Hullo." I returned my gaze back to the lights, trying to ignore the annoying lump beside me.

"The name's Hayate, whass' yours?" He smirked.

I cringed, not deigning him with an answer.

There were a few beats of blissful silence before Hayate's rough and sticky hands began pawing at my chest and neckline. Before I knew what was happening, he had grabbed my chin and tilted my head in his direction, leaning in for an extremely disgusting and awkward kiss. Ew. Hell to the no.

My mind, being fuzzy and slow with alcohol, took me much longer than I care to admit to even begin trying to push him away.

My limbs, heavy and weak, could do nothing to push him away as he continued to drop sloppy kisses in the general vicinity of my lips.

I squeezed my eyes shut in disgust, when all of a sudden I felt all presence of the lump called Hayate disappear. My eyes sprang open, blinking several times to stop the swimming motion and bring the really really tall person in front of me into focus.

A very pissed off Itachi gazed down at the lump at my feet.

"What's your problem, man?" Hayate yelled, stumbling to his feet.

Itachi's eyes turned murderous and I felt a shiver of anticipation run down my spine. "Stay away from her." He said, deadly quiet.

Damn was he sexy when he was angry. I could totally dig this protective side of Itachi….Whoa, whoa, whoa, NO.

Hayate glanced between Itachi and I. "Tch, keep your stupid bitch, asshole!" He yelled, running back inside as quickly as possible. Itachi gave a growl at Hayate's retreating back.

I watched Itachi clench and un-clench his fists before finally turning to look down at me.

"Are you okay?" He asked in a strained voice.

"Un, yup!" I chirped with a nod of my head.

He sat down beside me and we stayed like that for several minutes.

Once the mood had finally shifted back to normal, I asked, "Wha- What are ya' doin' here?" I slurred, my vision swimming slightly.

"I'm an alumni of this frat."

I blinked in surprise. "You are?"

He nodded, smirking at my obvious inebriation.

"Oh."

"Hn"

"Are you going to kiss me?" I asked as I distractedly watched the pretty effect my swaying had on the outside twinkle lights.

He glanced at me before returning his gaze forward, "No."

I raised my eyebrows, "Why not?"

"Because you are drunk."

I snorted. "Like that's stopped you before."

He looked at me, his eyes solemn. "This is me proving myself to you."

I hummed in understanding, absentmindedly playing with an errant strand of hair. "Soo, then you don't want to kiss me?" I asked with a coquettish giggle.

"Don't push me, Sakura." He growled.

I giggled again, standing and spinning away in circles.

I heard him sigh exasperatedly behind me.

"I think I should walk you back to your dorm." He said, offering me his hand.

"Hmm, okay!" I said, spinning and taking his hand in mine.

Our walk back was quiet and he kept me from swerving into trees. In the end it was really good that he was there. Damn.

"Thanks…for, you know, saving me from that guy…earlier. I really appreciate it." I whispered averting my eyes.

He shot me a quick glance, "You're welcome."

He left me outside the dorm entrances.

"Goodnight, Sakura." He said, tenderly kissing my forehead.

"I thought you weren't going to kiss me." I frowned.

He smiled wryly. "Guess I just can't help myself."

I snorted. "Whatevs, Mr. Uchiha. Goodnight."

I turned to leave when he called after me, "And Sakura, you can repay me for tonight later this week. I'll call you, since you seem to be incapable of the task." He winked.

"What exactly do you mean?" I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.

"Oh well, you'll just have to find out, won't you?" He smirked.

I glared at him.

"Shut up, Itachi." I spat as I pushed through the doors and ran up to my room.

God, I really was royally screwed.


A/N: So! Since I have been very spotty with my updates, I gave you a double-length chapter! This thing was a beast, let me tell you. But I hope you all enjoy it anyway!

So, thoughts? Comments? Feedback?

What do ya think is gonna happen? What would you like to see happen?

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