Wew, school's surely killing me. Anyway, here's chapter 9.
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Chapter 9: Student Committee Election 2
Sakura was lying on her bed, scanning the numbers on the paper she held. Her eyebrows furrowed and her expression looked gloom. Her thoughts kept replaying her conversation with Sasuke back then at the break time.
"I'm going to forfeit at the election, so you could be the candidate. In change, you have to join the club I want to join, soccer club, as the manager."
Sakura paused, shocked.
"So, what's your answer?" Sasuke asked impatiently.
"B-but, why me?"
"You're the less annoying girl that I can have a deal with right now."
Sakura paused again. This time thinking.
"So?"
"I-I… I decline!" Sakura read her answer aloud. She wasn't sure about this, though. And moreover, she was worried about Sasuke's reaction after she rejected the offer.
"Hn, okay then."
Sakura's eyes twitched. This wasn't the reaction she expected. Then before she knew it, Sasuke took a piece of paper from his pocket and scrabbled something on it. He then, tossed it to her.
"What's this?"
"My cell phone number. Tell me if you change your mind."
Sakura stared again at the paper. 'He knew that I wasn't sure yet.' She sighed. Then she smiled.
'Ino will be extremely happy if I give her this number,' She thought, giggling. Ino had been interrogating most of the people at school just to get Sasuke's cell phone number and all she got was "I dunno". Well, it's really rare that Sasuke gave someone his number and even if he did, he would make sure that they won't gave anyone the number at all cost. 'Sasuke will surely kill me if I do it…' she thought again, sighing.
Then she noticed the time. 'Oh no! I'm late!'
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Fifteen minutes later at Yamanaka's residence…
"Sakura-chan, you're late!" Ino grumbled as she opened the door.
"Eh he he, gomen! I didn't notice the time," Sakura apologized, scratching the back of her head, "So, what's up?"
"Oh yeah, come in!" Ino dragged Sakura into her room, "Hinata-chan and Tenten-chan went shopping. They'll be back in a minute or so I guess. Wait here, I'll get your tea!"
Sakura just nodded and sat on the floor. It was the third time they had a 'cooking course' from Hinata, who was an expert in cooking and crafting, thanks to Ino who wanted to give Sasuke a super-large-and-delicious tart for his birthday. Well, to be exact, only Sakura and Ino that were cooking while Tenten was just looking at them with a bored expression and Ino's dish never turned out to be something you would call 'cake'.
Sakura's emerald eyes wandered around the room. Then, she looked at the frames on Ino's desk. There are a lot of photos there. Ino and her family, little Ino and Sakura, Ino, Sakura, Hinata, and Tenten when they were in Junior High School, Ino's ex-classmate, and also Sasuke. The last picture bothered her a bit, though she didn't know why. It was Sasuke's picture taken from behind, while he was looking at his back in his usual cool expression.
Sakura felt the more she stared at the photo, the more she felt strange. Her cheek felt hot and her heart pounded a little bit faster. 'Wait, something has to be wrong!' She shook her head, trying to get rid the thoughts.
"Hi, Sakura-chan!" Sakura turned back. Hinata and Tenten had returned from shopping and they were currently behind her. Tenten dropped all the stuff they bought and sat on the bed, scolding, "Sakura-chan, you're so late!"
Sakura grinned. "Heh, I didn't know you'd enjoy shopping that much," she said teasingly. Obviously, Tenten hated doing any shopping and Hinata dragged her so she could get help in carrying stuffs as well as teaching her tomboyish friend how to choose stuffs.
"Ino-chan had a phone call. She told us to start without her," informed Hinata.
"Heh? She can't do it well even when she's with us. I hope she won't blow up the entire kitchen today."
"Yeah, I remember last time she mistakenly added pepper instead of baking powder," this statement then, was followed by an erupting laughter from the two.
"And remember what she did to the icing?"
"Yeah, I mean… It turned out into like err, you know… She even put a candle on her 'cake'," more laughter could be heard…
"And how could she put a hell lot of salt?"
"Well, I guess she just think a full cup of salt is just 'a little'" More and more laughter could be heard…
"Umm, Sakura-chan, Tenten-chan…"
"Yes, Hinata-cha- Uh, hi, Ino-chan."
Ino was standing near the door. Her face was all red. "You guys…" Sakura and Tenten shivered at the sight of the furious Ino. And then their savior came…
"Umm, Ino-chan…"
"What's it?" Ino asked impatiently, still furious.
"Err, Neji-san asked, i-if your cake turned f-failure again, could he have s-some? H-he… umm… it s-seems the boys want to uh, well… give it to K-Kakashi-sensei…"
"So, to be exact they want to poison Kakashi-sensei…"
"Yup, it has to be that…"
… It seemed this time their so-called savior helped them to add oil into the raging fire…
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Sakura nervously stepped into the school. She had made up her mind that she wouldn't accept Sasuke's offer. She even had prepared for the worst, if Sasuke had decided to turn her already messed up life into a more messed up life. But still, her feet felt so heavy. Every time she took another step, the more her heart stomped.
She looked around. 'It had been surprisingly quiet today…' she thought, 'Something is missing…'
"SAKURA-CHAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!"
'Oh right, note to self: there are things that are better to be forgotten forever…'
But if there was something she was grateful of being chased today, was probably the fact that she was too busy avoiding her fan boys to feel nervous.
After making sure that her fan boys wouldn't find her, she walked slowly, only to trip on something. 'Ugh, this is what you get if you don't watch your step, baka-Sakura!' she scolded herself in process of falling.
A few seconds later she blinked. 'Wait a minute! I'm supposed to be lying on the ground right now!' Then she twitched as she felt someone was grabbing her wrist. So that's why she stopped falling.
Slowly she raised her head and turned back. Some part of her heart hoped it would be Sasuke. 'WHAT?! How could I-'
"Are you okay, Haruno-san?"
Sakura twitched. "Ka-kakashi-sensei? Uh, ah, I mean, yes, I'm okay, Sir!" She quickly stood up and bowed, "Thank you."
Kakashi scratched the back of his head, "You know, you don't need to be that polite." Sakura didn't give any response. Kakashi sighed, maybe Sakura didn't listen to him, or so he thought about his silent student. "Well, if you have any problems, feel free to tell me. It's a teacher's job after all."
"Sensei…" He heard Sakura called in a low voice after a long silence.
"Yes?"
"Uhh, nothing. See you later, Kakashi-sensei…" Sakura bowed once again before she left. Kakashi, still scratching the back of his head, muttered to himself as he saw his student's back fading, "Maybe this years' most problematic students will be the one they think the least problematic."
Then with a sad look, he took out a photo from his pocket. "She is really similar to you, Kurosawa…"
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Sakura couldn't help to wonder. Why did her math teacher namely Hatake Kakashi always came into the class late while he was already there 30 minutes before the bell rang? 'Really, what a weird teacher…'
Another thing that had been bothering her was her seatmate, Uchiha Sasuke. She hadn't spoke to him today, but she knew that he, being such a genius could tell that her mind hadn't change a bit. And she was also ready for any consequences.
Kakashi entered the classroom, greeted with a, now usual, "You're late!" He didn't seem to care though and began the roll call without even taking a seat and as soon as he finished, he told them that he had a business to do and left the voting to Shikamaru who gave a "how troublesome" sigh.
The result of the vote went out as expected. Neji got the first place and Sasuke got the second. Sakura was on the third place but it didn't help at all. Just when Ino made Shikamaru to report the result to Kakashi, Sasuke suddenly stood up.
"Oi, Shikamaru. Tell Kakashi-sensei that I forfeit."
Sakura couldn't believe her ears. 'What? Don't tell me that he believes that I have changed my mind.'
"Sasuke, y'sure?" Shikamaru asked and when he saw Sasuke nodded, he continued, "Alright then, I'll tell that Kakashi."
"Uchiha! You…"
"What? I did it just 'coz I wanted to. Don't get me wrong, Pinky!"
"WHAT?! Pinky?! How dare you?!" 'Grr, just when my opinion about him got better!'
And then the day passed, as usual…
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A week later, at the soccer field…
Sasuke looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him with a mixing of annoyed and shocked look. After two and a half minutes of staring, he decided to speak, "What-exactly-are-you-doing-here?"
Sakura smiled innocently at the question, "of course I'm here, Uchiha-kun. I'm the manager of the soccer club." That answer though, made Sasuke even annoyed. But deep inside he felt happy and relieved that it's her, not any other girl. What the reason is, Sasuke didn't know, yet.
"That, I know," he said with a sigh, "My point is, I thought you don't want to join the soccer club for your so-called friend sake."
"Hey! Never insult my friends again!" Sakura protested, "Besides, I don't want to owe you!"
Sasuke slapped his forehead, "oh, brother! And having you as a seatmate is already a pain at ass."
A vein popped on Sakura's large forehead, "YOU…!"
"Oi, oi, you two," Neji suddenly stopped them from starting the third world war, "Everyone's looking at you."
Both of them immediately stopped and blushed when some of the crowd whispered to each other, "So the rumor is true." "Yeah, I still can't believe Haruno is Uchiha's girlfriend."
"Uh oh," Sakura mentally cursed herself. Now he really made her life hell. Sasuke, on the other hand, sent his famous glare, dismissing the crowd.
"You aren't going to explain?" asked Neji.
"Humph, it's just like they'll believe anything I say," Sasuke answered coolly, then he turned to Sakura, "so, I thought you didn't want to join this club?"
"Well, after Ino-chan decided to join the cheerleader club, I told her that I wanted to join this club and she said she didn't mind."
"What's that? Having someone else to decide for you? That's kinda… stupid," Sasuke commented. That earned him a kick.
"Hmm, you'd better watch your tongue from now, Sasuke," Neji teased, which Sasuke gave a grunt as a response.
"It's none of your business," Sakura said, irritated, "And why do you guys join this club? You were in the basketball club, right?"
Sasuke and Neji looked at each other before answering, "'cause we're still sane." "And we sure want to keep our sanity."
"And that means?"
Sasuke sighed before he explained, "Gai-sensei is the coach of the basketball team, so-" "Okay, okay, I understand now," Sakura cut him, "So, who's our coach?"
Again, Sasuke and Neji looked at each other. Then, they raised their shoulders. "Now that you mention it, I didn't remember seeing him even once…" Neji said in a serious tone.
Sasuke wanted to add Neji's comment, but he heard a loud whistle, telling them that their coach had arrived. The three immediately joined the other member on the other side of the field, only to be shocked at the fact that their coach was none other than… Hatake Kakashi!
"And having him as a Math teacher is already a pain at ass," Sasuke muttered some dark curses to himself for choosing the soccer club.
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It may had been a crazy day for Sasuke. First, his pink-haired seatmate became the manager. And now half of the entire school believed that she was his girlfriend. Second, it was his crazy Math teacher that became his coach. Well, at first, he didn't really mind the fact. At least he could send a ball or two to his teacher's ass. But the third fact didn't let him to do so. Kakashi was unbelievably good at soccer, even much better than him. He was too busy to defeat Kakashi, that he totally forgot his previous plan.
The last fact was crazy, but he didn't really mind. Kakashi told them the reason he was late was because he had been arranging a friendly match with Suna High School in a month. But the craziest thing that he said that he made a bet with the coach of Suna, if his team, consisted of only first grader, could beat Suna's best players, the coach of Suna would gave Kakashi a full year supply of Icha-Icha Paradise, also known as the perverted orange book he always read in class. But if Kakashi's team lost, the team, or to be exact it would be him and Neji, must date every of their fans from Suna. Sasuke and Neji almost killed Kakashi when he mentioned that the bet couldn't be canceled and if one of the team didn't show up at the match, they will considered to be the loser.
Sasuke sighed as he remembered the crazy facts. This month, it would be a tiring one…
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