Chapter 9

Beautiful, really. Then again there is a scar on his lower back. I've been sitting here for like, what, two hours and here is the love of my life about to have sex with a girl. Even though technically he's gay. He's taking off his shirt right now and her, I do not want to see all that. I did not travel over fifty miles and broke into my ex-boyfriend's house to see him get his freak on with someone else. How rude, right? Especially since I'm sitting in his tree. Geh, who has a tree by their house? That's like asking every burglar to just climb on up, it's no big deal. The least he could've done is open his window. I can't climb a freaking tree and pick his lock at the same time. Again, very rude of him. It is also very unfortunate that I happen to contain vast knowledge of the evil way. Before his hit-and-run, I just so happen to have told him about the branch and the window. He cut it off to humor me, but couldn't get rid of the tree because it would bust a water pipe or something very important.

Who cares?! Would you rather get kill by a burglar? Is that much more important than busting a water pipe? I guess so because he still has the damn tree. Now this tree is helping me, however the limp Sasuke cut off just so happens to be the only one that can reach his window. What luck, huh? That day, long ago, when I saw him take a chainsaw to annoying branch, I just knew it was going to come back and bit me in the ass. Luckily the branch grew back, god only knows how, but the branch is now too small to withstand my weight. What, would I break a rib or an arm? Would I do that for Sasuke, who is about to sleep with a girl we both hate?

Hell no.

The best solution I could come up with is to scale his wall. Do you know how hard it is to scale aluminum composite? Well, pretty fucking darn hard. Thank god it is only a short distance. I open his bathroom window, which by the way is really huge and unlocked. The bathroom door was open so I had only need to peek out to see his bed. The view was awesome because I'm right in his line of vision. And when he saw me, someone who isn't suppose to be there, well, imagine how freak out he was. I guess I made it creepy with that awfully huge grin on my face, plus the background was extremely dark. I probably looked like a bleached-out Grudge.

"Uh...Rin, I suddenly don't feel too well. Would you mind...?"

I kept the giggles in my stomach and back away from the door. Oh Rin, you seriously thought you were getting some tonight. Ha ha, I win. This one, at the very least. I heard the door close and a silence then rapid footsteps advance towards the bathroom. In no time at all, Sasuke pushed open the door harshly and angrily flick on the light.

"Why the fuck are you here?"

"Sasuke, language." He scowl, I smile. "Telling you're fiancee you're not feeling well during the middle of sex; boy, that must've been embarrassing."

He took a couple of steps forward, not taking the joke, and point a threatening finger at me. "You have three seconds to tell me why you're here or get out."

"Oh? Well, what if I don't feel like it?" I lean back against the counter and cross my arms. He probably meant to call security - that or lock me inside here, but the point was his back was turn. I quickly reach out and place a hand on his shoulder. I boldly lean close to his ear and whispered, "It seems you don't remember what we talked about."

Laughing inwardly at how he stiffen, I let my hand drop from his shoulder and pull on his hand instead. It's entertaining to see him subdue so easily and I alone having that power makes me all the more smug. I drag him to the bed, sliding in right to the center, but he stop, alarmed. My grip on his hand tighten, but I stopped too. I stared at him strangely until it just hit me. "Oh. No, dude. Eww, that's disgusting. W-What - where do you even come up with stuff like this?" I tug him forward and he hesitantly climb on, but his face became more relax.

I let go of his hand while rolling my eyes. He had the decency to blush so I disregard his false assumption. I pulled out a deck of cards and began shuffling. "So...you blow up my house and then run away, huh? How manly."

"I didn't know your uncle couldn't make tea," he said offended.

I smirk and deal five cards each. "Ah, you also didn't deny coming over. That's good." I pick up the cards, but kept my eyes on Sasuke. He picked up the cards and casually looked at them, however he purposely hid half of his face behind it to avoid showing the startlement of being caught in a trap.

"Two cards," he tried to keep his voice level, but I can hear it failing.

I pass him two cards. "Those questions you asked, would you like to hear the answer?"

His hand froze for but a second then he resumed playing. "I find it hard to believe you would freely give me those answers."

I smile and put down three cards, picking up another three cards. "You're right so I'm thinking of using them as "money". Wanna bet? Of course, I also get to place "money" too."

He study me to see if I'm messing with him, but I was telling the truth so he had to believe me. And he does. Wow, I played him so many times and he still believes him? I'm even blackmailing him. "How do I know if you're telling the truth?"

"Well, there's no way to tell. Unless we have a lie detector, but those are too expensive." I thought about it. I have to find some way to get him to play. " How about this? I only place 'one question', but you can place as many as you want. Fair?"

He nodded. I eagerly folded up all the cards and snatch his away too, glancing briefly to see four eights. Damn. I only had a pair of threes. He look at me confusingly, like a child and watch as I pull out a pair of dices.

"I thought we were playing poker."

"We were. Now we're playing this. Ten time should do it. In those turns, you can place as many questions as you want." I wanted to test my luck. Everything probably depends on this or that. "I don't like it complicated so just guess two numbers."

"Five questions." Pretty curious. I would've gone for fifty if I were him because truthfully, I was pretty bad at this game. "Four and six."

"Two and three." I threw the dices up and let them fall onto the sheets. Since my luck totally sucks, I modified the cubes to land on whichever number I say. Hey, its only cheating if your opponent knows you're cheating. The dice roll out into a three and a one. I grinned as Sasuke stiffen, his lips pressed into a tight line. "Are you...a virgin?"

If I'm gonna go out with someone, I need to know these things.

"...yes," he replied mildly. When I didn't say anything, he look at me. My face is in total control. Nothing shall -.

"Snort." Crap. I turn away with a hand over my face. "S-Sorry." I took a deep breath and well, I certainly wasn't calm anymore. I laughed, a lot. Quite loudly too.

His eyebrow twitch and when I wouldn't stop laughing, he shouted, "Shut up! Its not like you're not a virgin."

Then I stop and his accusing face waited for an answer, but I only pick up the dices and roll them around in my palm. "Pick your numbers."

He looked ready to slap me, but he kept his hands to himself. "Two and five."

"Six and one." By the time we finished, I found out that Sasuke wet his bed up till age five, is afraid of eagles because one tried to "eat" him, loves peanuts, but hates cashew, was the one who broke this lamb and blamed it on Itachi, built that coffee table by hand (the one in his room) and can actually sing pretty well. In all those turns, Sasuke got so piss that he forgot about all the important questions he wanted to ask me and when the dice finally rolled the number he called (malfunction of some kind), he instead asked, "What are you afraid of?" as blackmail.

"Well, I'm waiting."

I sigh and put away the dices. Its a very difficult question. Simple should be okay. "You."

"Ha, that's really - wait, what?" The color of his curtains were starting to match his cheeks. "Idiot, I didn't ask who, I asked what!"

What would the old Sasuke do in his situation? What happened that made me consider the thought of going out with him? Oh. I lean forward until I could feel Sasuke's breath on my face. In his shock, he attempted to move away, but I caught his face firmly in my hand. One of them, at least, because there is quite a distance between us and I needed something to support myself with. "What or whom, you're still the one I'm most afraid of."

I let that sink in for a while before he abruptly slap my hand away. I stare impassively as a red mark appeared on the skin. He hit quite hard for a guy fresh out of a coma.

"What the hell are you doing?"

He seemed confused and angry at me so I didn't push anything else on him, but a shrug. "Nothing," I responded. I got off the bed and went to the window. "I've had enough fun. I'll be going now."

"W-Wait!"

But I didn't wait, I jumped. Luckily, there was a branch to break my fall or I would've die. Sasuke, on the other hand, thought I disappeared somewhere else. Yeah, that's my awesome power of a quick get-away. Until a light bulb smashed five inches from my face.


My friends tried to talk to me, get me to explain myself, but all we did was get into another fist fight. Another day, another fight. Or was it 'live to fight another day'. I don't know, but...ah, why can't everything be simple?! I hate complicated things and complicated people! Why am I doing this again?

Oh, right.

Sasuke.

That bastard!

"N-Naruto-kun."

"What!" I startled myself when it was Hinata who cowered before me. I wince at her shaking form. She's probably the only one I wouldn't yell at. During those nine months, she's grown on me and well... "Sorry."

She, at least, stopped shaking and smile. "It's alright."

"Did they tell to come talk to me?" If so, I'll turn away.

Shaking her head no, her smile grew brighter. It felt nice to have someone still smile to me when I'm in these kind of moods. "Naruto-kun, I came to apologize."

Ok, she said what now? I'm the jerk and she's apologizing? Am I still living in a century where everyone hates each other or is she just crazy? Why did I like her again?

"Naruto-kun, I'm sorry if Kiba and Neji-san doesn't understand, but that's because they care a lot about you. Even if I disapprove of such methods, I still hope everything goes well for you. Gambatte, Naruto-kun."

Oh. That's why.

"Heh," I bite down the smile and walk away from her. "I don't know what you're talking about, you moron."

Ah, sorry for calling you a moron. Now I gotta go kill her boyfriend.


A/N: I've read so many FF where Sasuke's body is, like, perfect. Bronze...no, wait that was Naruto. Anyway, really pale and they live in the "ninja" world, right? So I'm like, huh? Man, Sasuke must be really badass and shit. With all those people trying to kill him and he ain't got no battle wound? Don't lie, you all know he probably used Naruto as a human shield. That's why Naruto's always the Emo one, getting beat up by villagers on the Moon Festival or some shit like that. There is so many stories where Naruto got beat up by the villager and spouting stuff like if he hits them then he's really a demon. It got me so confused. I'm sitting here, reading that and I have this scenario all in my head, right? If they would've come at me, this is me.

Evil Villagers: Hahaha, get ready to die, you demon!

Me: You die! UNLEASH! SPIRIT OF THE FOX! (whoosh)

Or this other one...

Evil Villagers: See?! You're nothing, but a demon!

Me: Fuck if I care. Beware to witness my new move(gathering energy). KAME - HAME - HA!