"Are you okay?"
"Yeah."
I look up at Sasuke-kun and nod as we walk together.
"I'm great. Why do you ask?"
(Right about now, I totally regret bringing my own jacket! How could I have been so stupid? Sasuke-kun has one! I could've asked for his. I don't give a crap about how cliché it would be! I would totally don his jacket instead of mine!)
Sasuke-kun shrugs, still looking at me oddly.
"You look… sad," he says, "Or confused."
I shake my head. Well I'm not sad or anything (uh hello, I just free dinner with two particularly hot guys, why would be sad?), but I am really confused. I don't get what Sexy-sensei meant when he said I'd be surprised if I knew who the enemy really was. (Like what the hell? Why do people always have to be so freaking cryptic? It is so confusing!)
"I'm fine," I tell him, holding his gaze steadily.
After a moment he shrugs, and pulls me along towards our dorm rooms. I turn to say goodnight, but he drags me towards his room.
"Wait here," he orders, going inside.
When I hear the doorknob click shut, I run over to my side of the hallway and take off my cardigan hastily. After fighting the evil white material, I crack the door open only a little bit and toss it inside. I then run back to Sasuke-kun's door, only to hear it opening. Sasuke-kun steps out and inspects me with a confused look on his face.
"Weren't you wearing a sweater?" Sasuke-kun asks, looking bewildered.
I feel myself blush and chuckle awkwardly.
"What? No!" I deny hastily. "What are you talking about…?"
Time for a subject change! I examine his person. He's still wearing his black jeans, blue shirt and black jacket (which by the way, I totally aim to wear!), although now he is holding a blanket underneath one arm and a paper bag in his hand (food and drinks). When he notices me staring at him with curiosity, Sasuke-kun smirks.
"It's a secret."
GOD DAMNIT!
He does that all the freaking time!
(HOW CAN WE HAVE A RELATIONSHIP IF HE DOESN'T TELL ME ANYTHING?)
"Come on," Sasuke-kun says, grabbing my wrist with his free wrist. "It's only six thirty, so I think we'll make it on time."
"On time for what?" I ask between pants as he drags me up the staircases (you know, the ones that couples always make out under). While struggling to keep up with him (damnit, does he have to hold my wrist?), I really notice just how pathetically out of shape I am. "Sasuke-kun, where are we going?"
"You'll see," he tells me, as we exit the stairs on the school's third floor.
We walk (or well he walks, I just friggin' trip over my own damn feet) down the hallway until we get to the door that says—
Roof.
"We're going to the roof?" I ask him, surprised.
Sasuke-kun doesn't reply.
He merely takes out another key (okay honestly, where the hell does he keep getting this? Twenty bucks says he mugged one of the custodians!), and inserts it, unlocking the door to the roof. After opening it, Sasuke-kun pushes me in and then follows. The two of us walk up some stairs until finally we pass another door and are on the school roof. Right about now, the sun is in the middle of setting, I observe as I go to the edge of the roof and lean slightly on the chain link fence.
"It's so pretty," I gush, watching the sun lower.
(OH MY FREAKING LORD SASUKE-KUN IS A CLOSET ROMANTIC! THIS SO FUCKING AWESOME! I AM THE LUCKIEST BITCH IN WHOLE FRIGGIN WORLD!)
I turn back to Sasuke-kun and see him sitting down on some block-ish thing that's on the roof. It's about eight feet long both ways and maybe three feet high. While I was staring at the sunset, he probably sprawled the blanket over it. He's staring at the sunset as well, with a peaceful look on his face that is threatening to make my knees buckle. To avoid said buckling (which I know would in turn make me look like a total moron), I walk quickly over to the block thing and sit down on it next to him.
"You are really good at being romantic," I say randomly.
"What?" He turns away from the darkening sky and gives me a disgruntled look. "You think that I am romantic?"
I nod, smiling at him.
—Because it's true.
Sure, we don't really talk much, and he's a little secretive, but he makes up for all that by (being sexy, and) taking me out on dates that are actually meaningful. I mean, who the hell wants the usual bull crap where we go to a movie and make out? That's no fun because it so totally just overdone. Sasuke-kun does things that prove that he really knows me.
"Yes," I reply. "I do think you're romantic."
Like the pizza date!
I absolutely friggin' love that greasy, cheesy, fattening stuff! He brought me on a date to the school cafeteria after hours to make me a pizza! He actually made it! Honestly, for me, as long as the pizzas there, all is good. He could've ordered it or something but no, he makes it. All because I friggin' love pizza! Is that romantic or what?
And then there's this!
We're watching the sunset together.
They totally only do that in movies!
Sasuke-kun chuckles and then drops back onto the blanket.
"I'm not romantic."
"You totally are!" I giggle at him and can't help but smile. There's a slight blush on his cheeks that makes me just want to cuddle him. "Hey…" I drawl. "I'm kinda cold. Can I borrow your jacket?" I fight the urge to squeal when he throws it to me. "So um, what's your favorite color?" I ask, hoping that if I start small, then maybe he'll answer my question.
"What?" Sasuke-kun replies, looking at me oddly.
I shrug awkwardly with a small chuckle. "I really don't know much about you. I mean sure, we've done some dates, but I want to get to know you."
He looks at me wryly, but with a hidden grin. "So you want to know my favorite color?"
"Yep!" My smile widens and I nod. "That's one thing you should at least know about someone. I do this a lot. If I don't know someone, and we're not exactly comfortable with each other—er, not that I'm saying I'm not comfortable with you… Okay, my point is that what I do is ask a bunch of basic questions until you feel like talking about more," I explain to him, making some hand gestures in the process of it. "Oh, and you can ask me questions too."
"Alright," Sasuke-kun says. "My favorite color is blue. What's yours?"
"Red, duh!"
TheCherryOnTop
Chapter Ten
Our Dirty Little Secrets
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FOURTY FIVE FRIGGIN FABULOUS FACTS ABOUT SASUKE UCHIHA
- created by Sakura Haruno (his girlfriend)
….
1. Sasuke-kun's favorite color is blue. He tried to say black but black is not a color, it is a shade!
2. He loves tomatoes. Thus leading me to believe, that like me, he is a total fan of pizza.
3. Contrary to certain rumors, he doesn't like girls with long hair. He doesn't give a shit about hair styles.
4. Naruto is his best friend. They've known each other for a very long time, since they were toddlers.
5. He's a total friggin' Mama's boy. When he was a kid, he used to cling onto her leg.
6. His relationship with older brother (Sexy-sensei) is slightly rocky. They used to be close but…
7. Well I don't know. The point is that they're no longer close, but like typical siblings.
8. He has a weird birthmark on his neck that I think looks slightly awesome, yet a tad bit creepy.
9. Sasuke-kun had a pet snake when he was a kid that he totally loved and cherished and everything.
10. But his mom made him give it away after it got lose one day in the house and scared her.
11. Under certain light (for example, tonight's full moon), Sasuke-kun's hair shines in this pretty shade of blue.
12. He absolutely, positively cannot stand his fangirls, and if given the opportunity, he would probably kill them.
13. At one point, he had a brief obsession with fire, and things that go burn. Pyromania, it seems.
14. His favorite superhero is the Human Torch (you know, Johnny Storm) from the Fantastic Four.
15. So then I'm guessing that he also likes to watch action movies, and particularly the Fantastic Four.
16. Sasuke-kun is an eighth degree black belt but stopped training when he got shipped off to here.
17. He also took kendo classes. (Hey, I used to take fencing when I was younger!)
18. When you stare into his eyes long enough, you can actually feel your legs turn into mush.
19. He can play the guitar. That just pretty much proves to the world that yes, he is perfect.
20. During the summer before seventh grade, he and Naruto tried to make their own version of Jackass.
21. Thus getting them in tons of trouble with Sasuke-kun's mother, and lots of grounding time.
22. As well as some broken bones. Trying to be like Bam (who by the way, is friggin' hot) broke his left arm.
23. Explaining why he came back to Leaf in seventh grade with a cast, causing a riot with his fangirls.
24. When he was three, he had a stuffed rabbit that he took everywhere and fed tomatoes to.
25. Despite the truth being that rabbits ate carrots, a fact that he found out much later.
26. He was a total Lego lover and always bought the kits where you could make special things.
27. Sasuke-kun only eats sweets when he absolutely has to, like when his mom makes a cake.
28. His body is just absolutely, perfectly fit. I don't know when he has time to work out but damn.
29. Unlike everyone else, he doesn't laugh or frown when I admit my love for music by Avril Lavigne.
30. Or even when I try to sing songs like 'The Best Damn Thing' or 'Everything Back But You'.
31. Plus, he's smart enough to realize that the indecent (mine and Ino's er, performance) is taboo.
32. Sasuke-kun has a slight tendency to dwell on the past, but whatever, it's kinda cute.
33. He has nothing against guys in makeup, but he would push me off the blanket if I put anything on him.
34. Even looking up at him from off the blanket, he looks pretty cute with black eyeliner.
35. When he's rubbing his eyes to get the makeup off, he looks like most adorable thing ever.
36. And note: he's probably got a soft spot for me if he let me put the eyeliner on. I'm sure he could've thrown me.
37. His favorite drink (soda wise, at least) just so happens to be Diet Coke. I hoped for Mountain Dew, but it's too sweet.
38. But among juices, Sasuke-kun really likes tomato juice, which he says scared his mother a bit.
39. His favorite ice cream flavor is mint chocolate chip. Not cool. I hate mint chocolate chip ice cream!
40. Sasuke-kun cannot stand being in pictures. He is extremely photogenic, but he doesn't like being photographed.
41. Thus proving to me that Sasuke-kun doesn't care for the beauty of art. That is so not right!
42. He doesn't get along very well with his dad, because he felt that his dad always preferred Itachi.
43. The number one way to bring him out of angst-ing himself is to kiss him, but in a sweet way, duh.
44. If you look into his eyes for too long, passing the knees-to-jelly part, you really, really feel something weird.
45. And lastly, he just might be the boy who that I just might be in love with…
…
"What's your favorite flavor of chips?"
"Totally barbeque! What about you?"
"I don't really like chips, but probably ketchup flavor."
"Hm, typical, considering ketchup is made from tomatoes. Okay, well what is your favorite cookie?"
"I don't like sweets. What's yours?"
"Well… that has totally gotta be Peanut Butter Chocolate Chunk!" I reply with a big grin, sitting up for a moment to drink some of my soda, and then dropping back down. Although I don't even know if Sasuke-kun can even see my grin. We've been sitting on this roof together, actually talking for at least three hours. Probably more, though. "Um, do you know what time it is?"
Sasuke-kun reaches into the pocket of his jacket and looks at his cell phone.
"It's around nine-ten," he says, putting it away. "Do you want to go back down?"
We both lay on the blanket on our sides, the sun having set long ago. The black sky with its twinkling stars is nice, but frankly, I think staring into Sasuke-kun's dark eyes is so much better. I use my right arm as a pillow while he stares back at me in the same position.
"No…" I whisper. "Can we stay longer?"
"Sure," Sasuke-kun replies. "Who—"
"Hey look, it's a shooting star!" I practically scream, pointing up above us. Sasuke-kun glances at it but doesn't get as excited as I do. "Make a wish dumbass!"
(I wish that all this awesomeness lasts forever.)
"Who was your first kiss?" Sasuke-kun asks, continuing the game.
"Shikamaru," I answer rather easily.
See what asking his favorite color led to? Now we can talk about other things! I mean, he's told me about his childhood love for snakes, his issues with his dad and brother, his momentary lapse of complete stupidity in which he tried to reenact Jackass, and even how he is a total Mama's boy! Now, we're talking about our first kisses!
—Which isn't exactly the best subject, but still, if I tell him my answer, he has to give one too. It's only the rule!
"Who was yours?" I ask coolly (well duh I'm jealous, but whatever).
He smirks at me.
"You're jealous."
Oh god, am I that easy to read?
"Hmph!" My cheeks flush but the night's darkness hides that fact. "No, I'm not!"
Sasuke-kun makes a face and lets out a disgusted sound. "Well to be honest, it was you, but before that, there was a… incident."
"Incident?" I repeat, raising an eyebrow. Incident…? An incident—oh, an incident! I get it. Okay, so this kiss was a disaster, I can get that. I decide that maybe it's time to change the subject, before Sasuke-kun dies from being uncomfortable (he's probably thinking about his incident). "Hm, have you ever dyed your hair?"
He shakes his head. "No, I've always thought that dying your hair was kinda bad for you. What about you?"
"Yeah…"
"What colors?" he asks, curious.
"Well I only do it in the summer," I reply. "And I always make sure it's actually semi permanent that way when I come back to Leaf in September, my hair's normal again." I think back to the catastrophes that Shikamaru and I created on our summer breaks. "Well one time I tried black—"
"Black?" repeats Sasuke-kun, staring at me incredulously. "How did that look?"
I shrug. "Surprisingly, pretty, I actually liked it." I didn't mean to sound arrogant or anything, but it actually looked a bit awesome. Shikamaru helped me do it when we were at my dad's house. I kinda stained er, everywhere, but that's okay, I only see my dad never, so it didn't matter much.
(And besides, it gave me a peek of the future…
That was how our future daughter would look!)
"Then another time I did red," I told him.
"Technically, you are a redhead now," he says.
YES I KNOW.
(Pink is a shade of red, thus I am a redhead.)
I roll my eyes. "I already know that, smartass. Okay, it wasn't red. It was Candy Apple Red, according to the box." I wave the arm that I am not using as my pillow. "Whatever, it's your turn to ask a question," I tell him eagerly, because honestly, I'm having lots of fun with this game.
"Alright." He thinks for a short moment. "What is… Hm…"
Sasuke-kun sighs after a moment of thinking and not really coming up with anything to ask me in order to keep going with the questions game.
"I think we've asked each other just about everything."
"No…"
I shake my head and continue smiling at him. I can't help it. He is just so… Amazing! He's gorgeous (handsome, whatever), and he's smart, and he's sweet when he needs to be, and he might not be the world's nicest guy, but he's nice to me! He is perfect in every point where it actually counts. Sasuke-kun, with those beautiful dark eyes of his, could probably get me to do anything for him. Fuck, I think I'm actually falling for him, as cliché as it is…
"Who taught you to be a total romantic?" I ask him. "Kakashi-sensei's books?"
He makes a face at the question.
"Hell no."
"Well…" Innocent, I shrug. "I mean, you did steal his porn…"
Sasuke-kun frowns. "That was for Naruto. I couldn't let him go by himself. He would've gotten himself screwed over in an instant."
"Okay, okay," I say. "But really, who did teach you all this sweet stuff?" I repeat.
There's about a foot's worth (or maybe a bit less) amount of space between us. Sasuke-kun reaches over with his free arm and I feel the coolness of the skin on his hand against my cheek. Involuntarily, I rub against him slightly, a light smile building on my face.
"No one," he tells me. "I just… I'm figuring this all out on the way."
Liar.
"Oh really?" I ask quirking up an eyebrow. "There is no way that all this skill of yours is all natural."
He shrugs. "Think what you want."
"What I want…" I whisper. Not even bothering to be subtle about it, I scoot closer to him until I can feel his warm breath fanning against my face. Laying so close to him, we really just spend a moment staring into each others eyes. "I want to kiss you," I tell him, rather than doing it.
"Why don't you?" he asks, sounding just as quiet as I do.
"Because this all seems too good to be true," I reply. Sasuke-kun cups one cheek in his palm and I resist shutting my eyes to bask properly in his comfort. "I close my eyes when I kiss you… What if this is just really all too good to be true?"
Sasuke-kun smirks lightly.
"You're afraid I'll disappear?"
"Basically," I murmur.
"I won't."
And he kisses me.
TheCherryOnTop
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 8:25 AM
Current Mood: Elated. I am on a total high and I hope it never ever, EVER goes away! LAAAA!
Current Music: FOR A MOMENT LIKE THIS! SOME PEOPLE WAIT A LIFETIME! (Heh, but not ME bitches! I am in the zone!)
Location: Cloud number freaking nine!
Subject: You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER
I. Am. In Like.
NO LONGER AM I DENYING THINGS!
I am on the borderline of saying that I'm in love, but I know it's not love.
It's just really freaking close.
OMGWTFBBQ!
!
Like, I know I'm acting like one of those bimbo bitches who can never shut the fuck up about her momentary boy toy, but holy hell, SERIOUSLY, he is just so… I DON'T EVEN FRIGGIN KNOW! All I do know is that he is still on my bloody freaking mind.
Is this normal?
Whatever—
I have a question:
What is your dream date?
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Comments
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 8:54 AM
Subject: My perfect date, you say?
Blond'n'Beautiful: A nice, quiet night at the beach. We can just watch the stars together on the nice sand.
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 9:12 AM
Subject: MY DREAM IS…
Youthful: We shall go and jump for joy together in a beautiful field of blooming flowers and youth!
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 9:33 AM
Subject: Well maybe we should go as friends
kINKy: I would like to get to know her, that is for sure. That is how we make good bonds!
Response to kINKy
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 9:35 AM
Subject: That is actually a very good idea!
TheCherryOnTop: That's actually very sweet of you to say. It's good that you would like to get to know her!
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 10:45 AM
Subject: she has to wear a string bikini made of ramen noodles, that much is sure!
KingOfRamen007: she is gonna make me ramen for dinner and then we will make out!
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 11:24 AM
Subject: Well, it's not much…
Hina-chan: I won't really mind. What he and I do isn't that important to me… Maybe I can make him dinner.
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 11:59 AM
Subject: Oh, that's an EASY one!
Sexy-In0: I'm in a gown, that's one thing. Then he carries me BRIDAL STYLE into this fancy restaurant. And there are candles and rose petals everywhere.
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 12:34 PM
Subject: (No Subject)
BBQ: She brings me to an all you can eat buffet AND pays for everything
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 12:56 PM
Subject: It'll be absolutely perfect
Cutie-Karin: He'll sweep me off my feet and we'll go a picnic together and have some fun.
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:21 PM
Subject: This better happen one day!
10-10: I want us to go and work out together. And then maybe we can take a bath together… LOL, this is becoming more like a fantasy, than a dream.
Response to 10-10
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:23 PM
Subject: LOL, well have hope!
TheCherryOnTop: Ch, I'm still mad at you for that stupid joke.
Response to TheCherryOnTop
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:24 PM
Subject: Sore loser, YOU ARE
10-10: AWWW! Well I am most certainly sorry, lovely Cherry!
Response to 10-10
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:26 PM
Subject: Yeah well… SHADDUP
TheCherryOnTop: Okay, you're forgiven!
Response to TheCherryOnTop
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:28 PM
Subject: Eat cow poop, love!
10-10: Great! Now Cherry, what's your dream date?
Response to 10-10
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:31 PM
Subject: MY dream date, you ask?
TheCherryOnTop: WELL… To be honest, I don't have one. None of it matters.
Response to TheCherryOnTop
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:34 PM
Subject: Yes, I do ask
10-10: Oh shut up and come off it. EVERYONE has a dream date.
Response to 10-10
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:37 PM
Subject: WELL I DO ANSWER
TheCherryOnTop: Blushes. Okay fine. Well I dunno I just want to go swimming. And we make out (just make out you sick bitch) in the pool or ocean or whatever when we're all wet and he looks hotter than usual. Totally. Oh, do excuse me while I fantasize.
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 1:33 PM
Subject: Oh hey look, NO SUBJECT!
Lazy1: We will go cloud watching. And we won't talk. We will just enjoy the silence.
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Response to Post: 'You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me NEVER'
Posted on Thursday, October 11 at 2:01 PM
Subject: (No Subject)
Uchiha2: It doesn't matter as long as she is there.
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"I really liked your last article."
I look up from my lovely laptop where I've reread Sasuke-kun's reply to Cherry about fifty times.
Tsunade-sama is standing in front of me with her arms crossed over her chest and an issue of The Leaflet's last paper in her hand. She is smiling gently, but no offence to her or anything, she looks slightly eerie with the way that the light of my laptop is shining on her and its fairly dark in here (its around six o'clock right now). I scrutinize her carefully, because no matter how nice she may be acting to me, I think she's doing the same thing as me.
—Keeping her enemy closer.
"Although…" Tsunade-sama grabs a chair from another desk and rolls it to the side of mine, and sits down. "I am a bit disappointed that you no longer want to write under your own name."
"Well," I drawl with a shrug. "I keep getting comments on how I write like Cherry. They're saying that I copy her."
Tsunade-sama's smile disappears and her face grows stern.
Oh.
It's time.
"Tsunade-sama, I know you didn't pick me because of recommendations from my teachers," I say slowly, but in a calm and cool voice. "And even if they did tell you about me, I highly doubt that you would go out of your way to get me to write on this paper, so please tell me."
I meet her eyes and give her an indifferent stare that would totally make Sasuke-kun proud.
"What are you planning?"
It's like one of those staring contests between Sasuke-kun and Sexy-sensei.
(Except it's between me and Tsunade-sama, duh!)
"You really are a good journalist." Tsunade-sama stares back, and in a minute or so, her lips girl up into a smirk. "Or well, you should be. Journalists tend to be nosy, don't you think? Nosy and observant," she says, pausing briefly. "Very observant…"
As much as I'd like to ask her to get to the point, I've showed enough disrespect to the Headmistress already so I think I'll just wait—
"I think you, Sakura Haruno, are Cherry," she says simply, leaning back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other.
Wow.
She really gets straight to the point.
Okay, well I can do this.
I'm an awesome actor (NINETY FRIGGIN EIGHT!), duh!
"Oh?" Coolly (seriously, my boyfriend's rubbing off on me), I raise an eyebrow at her with a questioning look on my face. "And why is that?"
I'm not going to full out deny it, unless I absolutely must. I want to do as little lying as possible.
I'll just tell half truths.
(That way if I do get caught, I won't have to get accused of lying. Seriously, I've thought this through before.)
"You fit the profile that's been thought up rather well," Tsunade-sama says. "You are shy, explaining why from what I have seen you really only have one major friend, that being the lazy Nara boy, you are very hard working, you write with sarcasm, and when you speak, you do some mocking as well. And when you get good attention, you get happy. For example, when I gave you this job, you were rather elated."
Fuck.
I keep the façade on. "No offence Tsunade-sama, but just because I fit a profile does not mean that I am the person you are look for."
"No," she replies in agreement. "But it does make you a prime suspect—probably the only suspect."
"But you have no proof that I am Cherry," I say (STILL COOL!).
Tsunade-sama frowns and then stands up.
"You're right, we don't."
With that said, she pushes the chair back to where she got it and walks away from me, leaving me confused (and maybe rather um, paranoid because like hello, this is my legacy we're talking about here! If I'm caught I am screwed!)
But I'm more so confused than paranoid.
Who is…?
—We?
TheCherryOnTop
Posted on Friday, October 12, 10:11 PM
Current Mood: EXCITED AS HELL BITCHES!
Current Music: Looking at you, holding my breath, for once in my life I'm scared to death—I'M TAKING A CHANCE LETTING YOU INSIDE!
Location: At my vanity, where I am being vain.
Subject: Something I'm afraid to find
Do you think its Love?
Because as much as I don't want to—
I am considering it.
Kinda…
Or maybe it's just some totally strong Like.
Yep.
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Comments
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Response to Post: 'Something I'm afraid to find'
Posted on Friday, October 12 at 10:15 PM
Subject: Don't fight it
Sexy-In0: You love him.
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Response to Post: 'Something I'm afraid to find'
Posted on Friday, October 12 at 10:23 PM
Subject: Even I can tell
Cutie-Karin: You love him.
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Response to Post: 'Something I'm afraid to find'
Posted on Friday, October 12 at 10:32 PM
Subject: Judging by your posts, it pretty evident
Blond'n'Beautiful: You love him.
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Response to Post: 'Something I'm afraid to find'
Posted on Friday, October 12 at 10:39 PM
Subject: It is really, a wonderful thing…
Hina-chan: You love him.
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Response to Post: 'Something I'm afraid to find'
Posted on Friday, October 12 at 10:44 PM
Subject: DENIAL BE GONEEE
10-10: You love him.
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Response to Post: 'Something I'm afraid to find'
Posted on Friday, October 12 at 10:48 PM
Subject: Still, be careful
Lazy1: …Er, what all the psycho females said?
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"Sasuke, wearing a blindfold seriously scares me," I say, clinging onto his arm tightly to make sure I don't walk into anything. "The last time I was blindfolded, it was for a trust test with Shikamaru, and he made me walk into everything, so do excuse my fear—"
"Relax."
Okay!
Something about his voice (which just so happens to be as sexy as his eyes) sort of lowers the level of my fear. He allows me to cling onto his arm (the way bitches like Karin or Ami try to) while we walk somewhere in the dark that is supposed to be a surprise, hence my blindfold.
"Can you at least tell me where we're going?"
"It's a surprise," he mutters, sounding rather exasperated.
"Yeah but—"
"Sakura, if I didn't tell you the first twelve times you asked, what makes you think I'll tell you now?" Sasuke-kun asks.
We stop walking and he steadies me to make sure I don't fall and trip on my face because that would so be his fault. I hear him unlock a door, and then he pushes me inside slightly, but makes sure that I don't move anywhere. I sniff the air for a clue as he closes the door again (I've given up trying to figure out where he gets his keys) and smell—
"Chlorine?"
We're in—
The school pool room?
"Okay, take off the blindfold now," Sasuke-kun orders.
"…" The first thing I see when it off is him stripping. I gawk and stare shamelessly at his bare chest, a smile on my face. "I—I…" When I look up and see his smirk, I quickly turn around. I feel the heat on my cheeks as I raise my hands to cover my face. "Oh my god, I am so sorry that I just stared like that!"
Well no.
I'm not exactly sorry, so to say—
Sasuke-kun chuckles and comes in front of me in (OH MY GOD I THINK I JUST TOTALLY DIED AND WENT TO HEAVEN!) his boxers.
"Why are you naked?" I hiss, pointing to his cute, dark blue boxers with little, orange basketballs on them. "You shouldn't be naked with me. I—I know that I might stare a lot, but I am not like that! I don't put out so easily you know—"
"I am not coming onto you, Sakura," he says, interrupting my innate babbling. He turns around and points to the pool. "We're going swimming." With that said, Sasuke-kun dives into the pool, splashing me slightly. He eventually surfaces again and begins to tread.
We stare at each other for a few minutes, Sasuke-kun in the water (practically naked), me on the ground, not budging.
"Sakura, get in."
"I don't have a bathing suit!" I whine.
He rolls his eyes. "Neither do I, smartass. Just go in your underwear."
(Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!)
My eyes widen and the blush I'm wearing gets even darker.
"It's the same thing as wearing a friggin' bikini, Sakura," Sasuke-kun says, swimming over to the edge.
"B—But…"
Ugh! I think back to when I changed into my pajamas, specifically which underwear I chose to use. Okay, okay it was the green and pink striped bra and—
"I can't, I'm wearing a thong!" I say in protest.
Sasuke-kun holds onto the edge of the pool, resting his chin on the cold tiles. "Sakura, your ass is going to be underwater. I really don't think that matters.'
"I…" I sigh in defeat and grip the hem of my t-shirt tightly, wrinkling it immensely. I meet his eyes and see him smirking, thus immediately causing a scowl from me. "Well could you at least just turn around?" I holler. When he does so and bobs his head back under the water, I quickly strip my pajamas off and dive in before he can see my underwear.
I let out a small scream when I see him right in front of me as I surface. Smiling lightly, I splash water in Sasuke-kun's face.
"Don't scare me like that you asshole!" I mutter, pushing him under the water.
His arms wrap around my waist and he holds me a bit closely (but not too close that we kick each other while trying to float). Sasuke-kun pushes us closer to the edge of the pool until I'm backed up against the white tiled wall.
Sasuke-kun stares into my eyes intently and I make out all the emotions he doesn't let out when he talks.
Fun.
Excitement.
Admiration.
And slight regret (which I kind of don't quite understand).
Slowly, he brings his face closer and presses his lips against mine softly, starting a sweet kiss, not our usual hungry, lustful ones.
This one…
It feels really nice.
It's just all warm and loving.
"Mm…"
God I really like this guy,
TBC