Chapter 10
Sakura's POV
"Hey Sakura," the blonde started, "since when did you start eating tomatoes?"
I couldn't move and I couldn't speak. My brain was totally malfunctioning – I couldn't process what had just happened in the past minute. Naruto is my boyfriend, and I definitely just made out with his best friend – but you know what? It was so much better than any time with Naruto. Except I felt super guilty and super stupid – as Sarah would say, I was such a stupid-head. I don't even know what happened there – everything went by so fast, I felt as if I didn't have control over anything my body did, and that made me very distressed. I could feel the heat on my cheeks and the sting in my eyes that were the signs of crying – and I knew that at any moment I could burst into tears.
Only when I felt a very acute pain on my knee did I snap out of my shock. Slowly, still not sure of myself, I looked down to my knee. Sasuke's hand was still there. 'Act Normal' it reminded me. But I couldn't act normal – and it wasn't just because I had cheated, but it was also that I felt so confused; I didn't know what to do.
If I didn't get out of there soon, they would both witness me crying, which would embarrass me again in front of Sasuke and create a whole other situation with Naruto.
Pressing my palms against my eyes I stuttered out, "I, I really don't feel well, I think, um… I've got to go." And with haste I stood up, grabbed all of my belongings and hurried out of the library to the front door – taking one last look at the indifference on Sasuke's face and the confusion on Naruto's.
I had almost made it to the door when Mr. Carter stopped me. He's home now? When did he get in? Was I to caught up in Sasuke to notice?
"Sakura, I was just about to look for you. Do you think you can babysit Sarah for me on Saturday?" he asked.
"Um, yes," I answered hurriedly, saying anything that would get me out of the house faster. But as I turned to leave again, he continued speaking.
"That's great; could you be here at around 7 pm?"
"Um, I don't have a car at the moment…" I answered, and fidgeted because I really just wanted to dash out the door and ignore everything Mr. Carter was saying – I didn't though because that would be rude and they do pay very well. But I couldn't stop that feeling balled up in my throat that told me I was about to cry.
"No problem, I'm sure Marie or myself or even Sasuke could pick you up before you go- but then, how are you getting home now?" Mr. Carter replied.
"Oh, I'll walk. It's- it's fine, really," I tried to convince him, but he was oblivious to my emotional state.
"Nonsense, it's still raining – I'll drive you – or here, Sasuke can drive you home."
Oh please, no.
"Sasuke," he called into the library.
Oh no no no no no.
Sasuke came walking out of the library soon after and Mr. Carter organized me being driven home with him. Sasuke didn't say anything but nodded, all the while his passive eyes were glued to me.
Mr. Carter took his leave and Sasuke walked out the door without warning.
I followed, trying to hold back my tears.
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Sasuke's POV
The whole drive home, Sakura's head was facing the window, and her whole body was placed as far away from Sasuke as possible. She had sat at the edge of the passenger seat, with most of her body pressed up against the door.
Sasuke didn't comment, though inside, he was contemplating on whether or not he should apologize. But this took a large internal battle, because Sasuke never apologizes ever – except maybe for Sarah.
And he didn't know why this was so different from the many other times he had humiliated someone. It had never happened that he had felt guilty or sorry. It frustrated him why he couldn't figure this out, because it was just paper towel girl. But then again, maybe because it was paper towel girl that his reaction was so different. And maybe because he hadn't just humiliated her but had stabbed his – how he hated to admit it – his best friend in the back.
And maybe it was the fact that he wanted to do it again – which was also confusing him– gave him a reason for his reaction to be justified.
And then, with her face still turned towards the window, Sakura let out a very soft sniffle, which caught a flicker of his eyes. Her hand went to rub her eye, and she quickly glanced toward him and then away. It was then that Sasuke realized that she was trying not to cry. Or maybe she already was.
But he had no idea what to do if she actually was crying. Because there were the wimpy, whiney fangirl cries that he could ignore, there were Sarah's childish cries that he could fix, but this, this was totally different – plus, it was in his passenger's seat. So he kept on driving, only thinking, 'what the fuck?'
Because he didn't embarrass her that much, did he?
He didn't make her that upset, did he?
Did he?
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It was a relief to see Sakura's house coming towards them. He signed up to drive her home, not to listen to the Sakura-sniffles-soundtrack.
He pulled to a stop in front of her driveway and watched as she didn't get out, but instead sat and stared at her lap, her hands wringing the hem of her shirt. In return he impatiently tapped his fingers quietly against the steering wheel. She then looked at him – well not exactly at him because her eyes were a little unfocused – and her body started to shift to the left – shift towards him.
It was a little degrading for Sasuke to admit that he started to lean towards her as well, and it was even more degrading that he had to admit he was expecting some sort of continuation from what was interrupted in the library.
But that's not what happened, which is why it made the situation so degrading. Sakura hadn't even gotten close to his face before she hastily undid her seatbelt and opened the door with shaking hands.
She cleared her throat and quietly sniffled out a "Sorry," before shutting the car door and running into her house.
Sorry?
He'd rather make-out than receive an apology at that moment.
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Sakura POV
I tried. I really, really tried to not cry. Like, it took so much effort to even hold it in for that long. But some of it came out – not the whole ensemble with the tears and the sobbing, but the pre-show. And it was really humiliating, because not only was it in front of someone, but that someone was Sasuke of all people, and we were both trapped driving in his car with no way to avoid it.
And what impetuous outside force caused me to shift towards Sasuke? I mean, sure, who wouldn't want to make out with tall, dark, and handsome – but wasn't that the reason why I was trying not to cry that whole time (even though I totally saw Sasuke leaning towards me as well)? So that's why I followed the original plan to scamper out of that car as soon as I could.
The real waterworks came when I finally got into my house. I ran up to my room and shut the door and cried really pathetically. And then I cried because I was being such a baby for crying. And then I continued to cry because I realized that I really, really, really wanted to kiss Sasuke a whole lot more but Naruto had interrupted it.
And it took a whole night of crying and a whole night of Samuel trying to calm me down with licks and purrs to somewhat get over the situation that happened earlier.
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On Friday, Naruto came back to school, asking if I was okay, and inviting me to sit with him again at lunch. I only agreed because Hinata was still giving me the silent treatment – but I made sure to stay as far away from Sasuke as possible. Far, far away.
On Saturday I had completely forgotten that I had to babysit Sarah – and it was a good thing Mrs. Carter came to pick me up, or I would have never gone.
On the way to their house, Mrs. Carter explained that Sarah was sick and probably caught it from Naruto, so instead of playing around, we could watch movies in the master bedroom – where Sarah always stayed when she was sick.
After Mr. and Mrs. Carter lead to me their bedroom, they left me with Sarah.
The room was HUGE. It was basically the size of the second floor of my house. And the things inside of it – you'd think you had walked onto a movie set – a very tasteful movie set, mind you. Looking miniscule in the massive bed that she resided in was Sarah. Her face was pale, she wasn't super hyper, and unfortunately, there was a bucket near the bed showing me just how sick Sarah had been.
As the night passed, I had kindly asked some of the house staff to get some soup or cold cloths or an emptying of the bucket (they better pay me well), and Sarah and I just relaxed and watched movies. One of which was the whole Swan Princess series – we had sang along to the songs, but that just made Sarah even more nauseous, so we settled for watching them in silence.
Nearing the end of the night, I started to get a bit of a headache, and worried that I might have caught what Sarah had – but then I had a glass of water and I told myself that I was fine.
Regrettably, it was Sasuke who came home first. One of the house staff came and informed me that he had arrived and that he told them to notify me that I had to go downstairs to be driven home. I really didn't want to be anywhere near Sasuke, not yet – I was still embarrassed from the last time I was at his place.
I started flushing before I even got down the stairs, and my whole body seemed to be on fire when I saw him waiting by the front door.
He didn't even wait for me to get my stuff; he just walked out the door and into his car. Outside, the rain had stopped momentarily, but there were no stars or moon, so the sky was probably still overcast.
When I got into the car I had sat at the far edge of the seat again and avoided all eye contact – sitting in the passenger seat of the Maserati Diablo reminded me all too well of what had happened only a couple days ago, which was still really embarrassing. I had to inconspicuously fan myself with my hand too, because I was still burning. I felt the car's temperature drop a little, and I'm not sure if Sasuke had seen me and turned on the air conditioning, or if my fanning was actually working. But it still wasn't enough to cool me down, so I pressed my forehead against the window. The glass seemed freezing compared to my body temperature, and I was so confused on why I was acting so strangely.
But then everything came together. My body wasn't on fire, I wasn't completely flustered, and it wasn't Sasuke that had caused all of this (well, some of it).
A wave of nausea hit me and I frantically yelled, "Stop the car!"
Sasuke's eyes widened a fraction at the outburst and he quickly pulled over to the side of the road. My hands scrambled for the door handle and I opened it just in time.
It turns out I had caught Sarah's illness while I was babysitting her.
I had walked a few steps and held my hair back with one hand before throwing up all over the ground.
Sasuke had gotten out of the car just in time to see it too – this definitely goes near the top of my 'most embarrassing moments' list, and probably at the top of Sasuke's 'most awkward moments' list – right beside the whole me-crying-in-his-car thing.
I had thrown up twice there, and all Sasuke had done was stand where he had pulled over – though he did run a hand through his hair and say 'shit'. And he was also a little reluctant to let be back in the car after – but he only showed that with his eyes and the grimace he placed on his face.
He had driven very slowly the rest of the way to my place, and had to stop two more times for me to bring up the contents of my stomach (I'm sure he enjoyed that). The second time he had gotten out of the car again and the third time he just sat in his seat, probably very grossed out. I completely restricted my body to not cry though, because I would not do that again in front of him, especially since I was already throwing up in his presence.
As I recall the memory I think I heard Sasuke mumble 'you okay?', followed by an incoherent groan from me. My knees were very shaky by then and I had become really delirious and was practically falling asleep in the passenger seat at that time.
The trouble is, I'm not quite sure what happened next, but I somehow got to my room.
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Sasuke POV
Sasuke had pulled into the driveway of the Haruno house and waited for the girl in the seat beside him to get out. When she didn't, he looked over to see her eyes half-lidded and her body limp in the seat.
"Sakura." He said, trying to wake her up, though she wasn't exactly asleep. Sakura's head turned a little and she groaned at the sound of her name, but she didn't make any move of getting up.
"Sakura," he repeated, and when she didn't do anything again, he breathed out a 'fuck' before getting out of the car and walking over to the passenger side. He opened the car door and gave her a little nudge with his hand to see for sure that he actually had to help her out. He breathed out another 'fuck' when she still didn't do anything.
He took a step away from the car and ran a hand through his hair as he looked down at the half-asleep Sakura in the passenger seat. To think he was contemplating kissing her again before she decided to throw up.
He gave her one last nudge to the side as confirmation. She didn't respond. First her breakdown in his car two days earlier, and now this.
"Fuck."
At least she was unconscious this time.
After taking off her seat belt, he wedged his arms underneath her legs and behind her back. He heaved her up with a grunt – it wasn't that she was heavy, actually she was surprisingly light – it was just that he was used to carrying a six-year old, not someone 11 years older.
When Sakura was secured in his arms, he started to walk towards the front door. Her head lulled and rested upon his chest as a couple of incoherent words escaped her mouth – one of which was 'Naruto' and he unconsciously clenched his jaw.
When he reached the porch, he slid her down so that she had her feet on the ground, but her weight was still resting on him. He rang the doorbell by shifting her to one side so one hand was free. Sasuke's body tensed when her hand came up to clutch his shirt and her head turned to snuggle (yes, snuggle) in the space where his neck met his shoulder. She also inhaled through her nose at that particular junction. He glanced down at the still delirious girl in his arms and finally let his body relax and loosened his hold on her, so that she was now leaning into him.
When a minute passed since he had rang the doorbell, he concluded that nobody was home. That meant he needed a key to get in (he could break in, but he didn't know if there was an alarm or not).
He checked one-handed and very awkwardly in her purse, but found nothing. Letting the bag drop to the ground, and knowing there really was no other place she could hold her key, his hand slowly started sliding down to see if there was any key in her pockets. And though he had felt up lots of girls before, he felt a little awkward doing this to Sakura.
But just as his hand reached her back pocket, he heard movement behind the door. He froze when it opened to reveal a woman who resembled the one in his arms. Her expression turned suspicious when she saw his hand on her daughter's bottom. Sasuke quickly moved it so it was wrapped around Sakura's waist again.
When the woman (who Sasuke assumed was her mother) didn't speak, he decided to explain.
"She was babysitting my sister. I drove her home; she got sick and fell asleep." He said lazily trying to make it seem like it wasn't a big deal. He then shifted Sakura's dead weight to his other arm to make his statement clear.
Her mother stared at him speculatively before hesitating (probably figuring out what to do with her daughter), and opening the door wider and letting him in, she said bitterly, "Thank you, you can bring her up to her room now." She then stepped back and let Sasuke pick up Sakura again, and move into the house.
He followed the woman up the stairs to a very pink and green room.
He made another assumption that this was her room, and laid her down on her bed before silently leaving. He would have taken in his full surroundings if it weren't for the woman who was still looking at him suspiciously- it wasn't that she was intimidating, she just looked like a bitch.
And Sasuke made a point of avoiding bitches if he wasn't going to screw them.
There was also this skinny thing that kind of resembled a cat – it hissed at him.
When he got back to the safety of his own house, he went straight to the master bedroom to where Sarah still was. He silently sat down beside her and stayed there until she fell asleep.
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Sakura POV
My whole Sunday was spent in my room watching movies, eating lightly, sleeping, thinking back on how embarrassing it was for me (and awkward for Sasuke) in the car last night, and throwing up. It wasn't very exciting, but I did manage to get something productive done: my super genius plan.
Okay, the basics of my super genius plan require a high level degree of superness and a brain filled of genius. The plan is also codenamed 'NARUHINA' which kind of gives away the whole idea but I'm going to explain it anyways.
My theory is that Naruto and Hinata should get together. This will benefit all three of us: Naruto because he has tunnel vision, Hinata because she is too shy to do anything about it, and me times two – first being my friendship with Hinata will be back to normal if not better, and second being (even though it sounds a little bad) I will have Naruto off my hands (and my mouth).
I'm not quite sure how I'll do this, because my super genius plan is still in progress – but I do know I will try and make it a win-win (-win) situation. And the chances for everybody being happy in the end are pretty high too, because I think Naruto and Hinata would make a very cute couple, and I think Naruto and I could become very good friends.
So, now that I've had my revelation, I can get rid of this illness in peace.
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I stayed home in the morning on Monday, but I had my science presentation in the afternoon, so I went to school then. I think the illness I got was the one-day flu or something, because a lot of people were away in science, so there were only five presentations instead of nine. Our group didn't do very well, considering I was sick, Naruto is not very bright, and Sasuke barely talks (and when he does, it's monotone).
Naruto again forgot his part, Sasuke did okay, but I screwed up the most. It was because I saw a bunch of girls in the corner of the room and they were all giggling and batting their eyelashes to a certain Uchiha. I got this funny feeling exactly when it was my turn and when I saw them – it made me choke on my lines.
I lost my place and it literally took me a whole minute to remember my lines and start again. Mr. Kakashi excused it because I had been sick earlier that day, but he also winked at me and had a knowing look on his face. I wasn't sure if it was supposed to be a Kakashi-knows-all sort of gesture, or one that was from his porno book – so I pretended I didn't see it.
Tuesday passed by very quickly, I hardly remember it at all except for lunch time. I still wasn't completely back to myself around Sasuke since I made out with him, cried in front of him, and threw up in front of him, so I was kind of paranoid (who wouldn't be if they went through what I went through). But when the Uchiha didn't try or do anything towards me, I relaxed a little. So nothing really interesting happened that day.
It was Wednesday at Sasuke's house that something interesting happened. The rain kept on pouring for the third week in a row, and I think it was nearing its end, because it started to thunderstorm. And a particularly huge one decided to happen in the middle of the time I was at Sasuke's.
So we were all in the library, and I was sitting next to Naruto and across from Sasuke. Sarah was sitting next to Sasuke and colouring contentedly – Sarah was sensitive to thunder and lightening, and if you remember the time I met them at Starbucks, she had explained how she stayed with Sasuke during them.
The whole time I was there, the lights were constantly flickering from the storm outside, and Sarah would sometimes whine and cling to Sasuke's arm. And when the lights went out for a long time, she had started crying, but only a little. I had moved my chair beside her when she started calling my name and it took a lot of effort, because it is very hard to maneuver yourself and a chair in complete darkness. When I finally found her, she held onto my hand like a lifeline, and I tried to soothe her.
When things had quieted down, though the lights still hadn't turned on, I felt a presence near me – like really close to me. I didn't move from where I was then, but when I felt breath on my face, I flinched backwards. The presence didn't return after that, and I couldn't figure out who it was either – unless I was imagining it, but I was sure it was there.
When the lights finally flickered back on, I tried to guess who the presence was. It couldn't have been Naruto because he was across the table and he looked like he was asleep- I had to nudge him with my foot to get his attention. That left Sarah and Sasuke, but Sarah was curled up in a ball in her chair. That meant it could have been Sasuke though another explanation could have been that Naruto or Sarah were tricking me. I hoped it was the latter, but somehow, I secretly wished it was the former.
What I also noticed when the lights turned on, was that Sarah was holding Sasuke's hand, and though he wasn't gripping back, I saw his thumb inconspicuously rubbing tiny circles one the back of it. It made me think back to the science presentation on Monday. I wanted to randomly yell at the flirting girls that they didn't even know Sasuke – and though I didn't really either, I witnessed more than they had; and Wednesday was a perfect example of that.
Oh, and as I was leaving the Carter house, I swear I saw Sasuke looking at my butt. I think it was because I was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, and he might have noticed my house key's imprint in the back pocket- which probably looked really weird. I'm not sure why, but it made me really giddy for the rest of the evening, even though I should have been embarrassed.
Thursday morning, Ino decided to invite a bunch of people to a sleepover the next day, so she asked me, Hinata and a couple of other girls to come. Though I didn't really want to be near Hinata, it gave me a great opportunity to finally talk to her and maybe put my super genius plan into action. Ino didn't get to invite all the people she wanted to come though, because in the afternoon there was another blackout and we all got to go home early.
On Friday, I finally got to put my super genius plan into action – it worked so much more perfectly than I expected.
The beginning was rocky though, because Hinata and I weren't talking and it made a couple of the conversations awkward. But when the other girls decided to play 'truth or dare' Hinata sat out, and I nonchalantly joined her.
She completely ignored my presence at first and had made an excuse to move all the way to the other side of the room. I followed her though, and insisted I talked to her.
I had apologized for everything I said and told her that our friendship was much more important than some boy. She had only nodded and listened – which was a good start, though her body was angled away from me.
"He's not even that great of a boyfriend," I said when she still continued to be silent. I then tried to go for the humor approach because the serious talk wasn't quite working.
"Do you know he says the stupidest things and they don't even make sense? And most of the time, the jokes he makes I don't even understand?" I told her lightly, trying to make it into a joke. I saw her shoulders shake a little – so the humor approach was working.
"And he eats so messily, it reminds me of a four-year old," I continued, and though she still didn't face me, I saw her shoulders shake even more.
"And when he plays videogames, he sticks out his tongue and yells constantly at the TV – and no matter how many times he tries, he can never beat Sasuke," I felt myself flush when I mentioned Sasuke's name, and that's when I realized that I liked Sasuke – maybe not as a crush, but as a friend… or maybe a crush/friend; even if I'm constantly embarrassed by him, even if I think he is the hottest man alive and even if he makes me feel uncomfortable sometimes. But then I realized that this feeling could also be the kind of obsession I have with him…
When I was about to continue with my Naruto-bashing, I noticed that Hinata wasn't laughing. She was crying. Hard.
I immediately felt bad for saying all of those things about Naruto – she probably thought that I was just throwing it in her face. But then I wondered why she cared so much, because it was only a crush, right?
"It's not like you're in love with him," I said casually, but then she started bawling so hard that it made me realize how wrong I had been about the whole situation.
"You're in love with him!?" I whispered frantically. How could she be in love with him?! She doesn't even talk to him! But then, if I can become completely obsessed with a stranger on the first day of seeing him (Sasuke), it was possible for her to love someone within two years of kind-of-knowing him (Naruto).
"Hinata," I said softly, and then I decided to hug her. It was a real relief that she didn't shake me off, but that was probably because she was trying to hide her face with her hands.
"You know what? I don't even like him – as a boyfriend I mean. Maybe as a friend," I said, hoping to make her feel better. That was when found out a way to use my super genius plan.
"I know!" I said suddenly, and this made not only Hinata's head turn, but everyone else in the room's head turn. I continued anyway, because this part wouldn't embarrass Hinata that much.
"Why don't you and Naruto go out?" I asked – and it kind of sounded like I was talking to a two-year old.
Hinata looked shocked. "B-but your g-g-going out with h-him," she sniffed.
Woot! She finally talked to me – even if it wasn't the greatest sentence ever.
"Yeah, well, I don't really like him that much, but you two would make a great couple," I said with the talking-to-a-two-year-old voice.
Hinata was speechless at first then said, still shocked, "Y-you think?"
I smiled really friendly-like and nodded. Wow, this must look really cheesy – but really, that's the way Hinata worked.
"B-but h-how?" she asked, and by this time all of the other girls had come over to listen.
"Well, I could call Naruto… and organize a date… then we 'accidentally' meet up with you! How about that?" I asked, and then ran over to my bag to get my cell phone – I guess I got myself way to excited.
Hinata looked a little overwhelmed, "A-are you s-sure? B-becau-"
"Yeah! I'm gonna call right now! He's probably still awake," I exclaimed, and started dialing his cell phone number.
"S-sakura! N-not now!" Hinata said worriedly, but all the other girls, especially Ino, were urging me on and giggling.
"Hey Naruto! It's Sakura," I said into the phone when he picked up. I motioned to all the other girls to be quiet, and then I put my cell on speaker-phone.
"Oh, hey Sakura!" he answered," What's up?"
I had to make calming down gestures with my hands before I answered because all the girls started giggling again. "Um, I was just wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow – like we could meet at Starbucks or something," I answered.
"Okay! Should I pick you up?" He asked.
"No that's fine, how about I meet you there?" I asked, and then looked at Hinata who was biting her lip and staring at the phone in my hand with wide eyes.
"Sure, uh… what time?"
"Um, how about 11:00? And the Starbucks at the mall, that one's bigger." I replied.
"Okay! I'll see you then?" he said.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow, bye," I said and once he said his goodbye too, I hung up.
The room burst into giggles and everyone was all over Hinata. She looked so embarrassed that I wanted to cut in, but there was no way to stop them – especially Ino.
But I was so happy when we all settled down and decided to go to sleep after a couple of movies, because Hinata decided to put her sleeping bag and stuff beside me. I'm guessing that meant we were friends again.
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The super genius plan is actually super and genius – it worked out even more perfect than the night before.
I had Hinata drive us both to Starbucks at 10:50, except she went inside and I waited outside for Naruto. When he finally came, we went inside together and ordered our drinks.
When we received our orders, I casually searched for a table and said, "Oh, look! It's my friend Hinata, we should go sit with her," except this was also in my talking-to-a-two-year-old voice. Naruto seemed a little unsure because he spotted an empty table, but I dragged him over by the wrist, urging him with a 'come on!'
Overall, Naruto was absolutely intrigued with Hinata. He would ask her questions or I would start a conversation – and when ever they were directed towards Hinata, she would blush furiously. Then Naruto would be like, 'Hinata? Why are you blushing?' or 'Are you okay?' And then, after a half hour of talking, Naruto felt the need to make one of his jokes – the ones that didn't make any sense at all.
I knew Hinata didn't really understand them either, but I guess she thought they were cute (while I thought them annoying), so she would cover her mouth with her hand and giggle. But Naruto was determined to make her laugh, not giggle, so he told even more jokes, and the rest of the time he was focused on Hinata – and I didn't even feel left out – I watched the whole scene play out while mentally applauding my extreme cupid skills.
The Starbucks people got a little mad at us and kind of kicked us out because we had been 'loitering' as they called it, for over an hour. We said our goodbyes to Hinata, and after she left, Naruto offered to drive me home. I agreed, and during the car ride, he asked me more about Hinata.
"So, how do you know her?" He asked, and I was a little confused, because I sit with her at lunch everyday and her locker is near mine so he must have seen her at least once.
"Um, I eat lunch with her when I'm not with you," I answered hesitantly.
"Oh, so she goes to our school?" he said, and I swear there was one of those anime-sweat-drop things on my head – how could he not know if she goes to our school?
"Uh, yeah, her locker is practically next to mine…" I replied again, hesitantly.
"Awesome, you should have her come and eat lunch with us; she's pretty cool." And I smiled when he said that – because my plan was working perfectly.
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Sasuke's POV
It was Sunday night and it seemed to be the final stretch of rain, because the lightening and thunder came harder than ever. Sarah had taken refugee in Sasuke's bed, where the Uchiha also resided.
Sasuke was lying on his side with his bare back turned to Sarah, who was huddled up in blankets and tracing his tattoos with her small fingers (she was probably the only person of the opposite gender to actually be allowed to touch them). Sasuke was silent, but Sarah was humming one of her songs.
"Sasuke?" she asked suddenly, still tracing the tattoos, "Do you like girls?"
Sasuke was a little confused by this question, but answered with a "Hn."
"Because you never have any girls over," she continued, "Except for Sakura…"
"Hn…"
"Do you like Sakura?"
"…Hn." Was all Sasuke said. In truth, he wasn't really listening – he spent all of Sunday either in the gym, or working on his car – and right now he just wanted to sleep.
"Is that a yes or a no?" Sarah asked, and when Sasuke didn't answer, she sat up. "Sasuke?" she said in a whispered tone, "Are you sleeping?"
Sasuke wasn't sleeping, but had stayed silent, hoping that Sarah would stop talking. But it didn't work, and Sarah was persistent.
A grunt escaped his lips when she climbed on his side, trying to get a look at his face.
"Sasuke?" She asked, knowing that he was awake now.
Sasuke didn't reply, but he rolled onto his back so that Sarah was now sitting on his stomach.
"Do you like Sakura?" she asked again, "Because Sarah saw something."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow at this, and Sarah's nightlight – which she insisted she had to have in his room – made it easy for her to see the gesture.
"Sarah saw something when she went down to see if Sasuke was ready with the hot chocolate. And Sarah is a really good spy so Sasuke didn't see her. And then Sarah saw Sakura by the fridge and then Sarah saw Sasuke kiss Sakura." Sarah explained. "And mommy said that when you kiss someone, it means you like them, but not just like them – you like them like them – like in the Little Mermaid or Cinderella."
Sasuke still didn't say anything, but wondered how a six-year old could be so observant ad inquisitive.
Then, for the third time, Sarah asked, "So, does Sasuke like Sakura?"
Sasuke rolled over to his side, making Sarah fall down in front of him with an 'oof.' Couldn't she just leave him to sleep?
"Sasuke? Do you like her?"
"Hn."
"Do you?"
"Hn."
"Sasuke."
"Hn."
"But I don't know what that means!"
"Hn."
"Do you like Sakura?"
"Hn."
"I want to know!"
"Hn."
"But Sasuke!"
"Hn."
"I'm going to be sad now."
"I don't care."
"Sasuke!"
"Hn."
"Please?"
"Hn."
"Sasuke! Stop being a stupid-head! Do you lik-" But Sarah was cut off by an unusually loud blast of thunder, where she whimpered, and then curled up into Sasuke's chest.
"S-Sasuke?" she whined, and looked up at him while unconsciously working her puppy-dog eyes.
"…Sure." And there was a tiny bit of truth to that statement.
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Sakura's POV
Monday was Thanksgiving, so we got another day off of school. Usually our family goes to one of the piers by the ocean to have a Thanksgiving lunch, but since it was still raining, we had it indoors- and it was very awkward, because the conversations that passed between the three of us were based around me – and my parents didn't converse to each other at all.
What was good though was that the weather man said that today was probably going to be the end of the rain, and tomorrow the skies would clear up. I was happy about this – because it had rained for over three weeks and I was dying to see the sun and go to the beach.
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The weather man was right! When I woke up Tuesday morning, there was actual sunlight shining through my window! I could have jumped around and done a little victory dance, except I had glanced at my clock and realized I would be late if I didn't get ready soon.
At school, everyone seemed to be happy that the sun was out, and people were already planning to go to the beach – the only problem was that there were puddles EVERYWHERE. The ground was so wet and the puddles were so deep it took forever to get to school – the streets were practically flooded. And that meant we also couldn't go to the beach until the water had evaporated, or else the sand would be all wet.
That Tuesday, I sat with my original group of friends at lunch, because I was happy that Hinata and I were a-okay. And ever since Naruto and I 'met' Hinata at Starbucks, Naruto hasn't been kissing me publicly – especially around Hinata. For example, when he came to pick me up so we could go to Sasuke's to work after school, he only kissed me on the cheek, and he didn't even hold my hand. If I were a normal person in a normal situation, I would be getting worried that my boyfriend doesn't like me anymore, but since it's the exact opposite, I'm happy that he doesn't like me anymore – and it's better that way.
The whole time I was at Sasuke's house, Sarah was running around us and giggling – the true reason was unknown to me, but I suspected it was because every time Sasuke looked at me, I would blush. And I didn't really know why I was blushing so much either – because he wasn't doing anything purposeful to fluster me.
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Sasuke POV
Someone had spontaneously decided to throw a party that night to celebrate the ending of the three weeks of rain, and of course, Sasuke and Naruto were going. Naruto was hitching a ride with Sasuke to the party, so they took Sasuke's car when dropping off Sakura – Naruto had asked her to join them, but she declined.
On the way to the Haruno house Naruto, who was in the back seat, decided to tell one of his extremely long, boring, pointless stories, and Sasuke was getting very annoyed. And when Naruto finished that story, he started another one – and it was at a red light that Sasuke let his head drop to the steering wheel out of frustration, forgetting the presence of Sakura who was in the passenger seat. She let out a giggle, but quickly muffled it when Sasuke sat back up and glared at her. She then became extremely red and stayed completely silent for the rest of the ride.
"Wah!" Sakura shrieked when she underestimated the depth of a puddle. Sasuke had made it to her place, and she was about to get out of the car when her foot sunk all the way to her ankle. She lifted it out and winced at her soaked shoes, then turned to Sasuke, "Um, the puddle is really big, and I, um, can't get out."
Sasuke just stared at her, making her go completely red.
"Way to drive right into it Sasuke, the puddle's huge!" exclaimed Naruto, looking out the car window like a four-year old – his face pressed up against the glass.
"Can you, um, maybe move the car somewhere else?" Sakura asked timidly.
The fluster alert rang in Sasuke's mind, so instead of moving the car, but only about a foot – where there was still a large expanse of puddle surrounding the car. He then turned his stare forwards, and did nothing.
"Um…" Sakura started, a little confused.
"Hey! There's no water on this side! Sakura, maybe you can get out on this door!" Naruto exclaimed from the opposite part of the car.
"Um, I can't, Sasuke's there…" She trailed off and turned a deep crimson.
"Oh. Well Sasuke can get out or you can climb or something," Naruto stupidly suggested, unknowingly putting Sasuke's fluster plan into action.
"Uh… Sasuke?" Sakura asked, in hopes that he would get out of the car.
But that wouldn't make Sasuke's plan work, so all he did was look pointedly at Sakura, and then take his hands of the steering wheel and let them drop to his sides.
"You're not going to….. oh…" She looked around the car worriedly, and then out the window making sure there was no other possible way.
Sasuke looked at her again, a small amount of impatience in his gaze.
Sakura's eyes widened, and her face turned red. "Uhhh, I… uh, okay, I'll uh, try to… just it will… okay, hold on….I'm, uhhh…" Was the gist of what came out of her mouth after and during the time she was trying to climb over him. Naruto added to her rambling with 'Sasuke, stop being such a douche," and "Just get out of the car,"- all of which were ignored.
But Sasuke's plan backfired.
Sakura's hand slipped and for a fraction of a second, touched a certain area between his legs. Sakura turned so red, she looked like she would explode, and after hastily saying a very strangled, 'thank you' she slammed the car door and ran into her house. Sasuke, during that time, had felt himself go completely hard, and his shorts became tight. What the fuck?! It was one sliver of a touch, and it got him to do that?! And it was an accident even! Paper towel girl, with one friggin, simple, accidental touch, got him hard. What the fuck?!
Naruto, on the other hand, had missed this last part because he was busy trying to find a way around the puddle and into the front seat. He failed and ended up getting both of his shoes wet, and settled for the back seat again.
Sasuke stiffly and swiftly drove to the party with his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, and sitting in a very uncomfortable position.
The moment they got there, Sasuke went straight for the shots, and after downing a couple, he grabbed the closest, willing girl and led her to a guest room.
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Sakura POV
On Wednesday, I brought Hinata along with me to eat with Naruto's group at lunch. Again, Naruto was fascinated with Hinata because of the reactions she made to everything. For example, when Naruto leaned in really close, her face would become super red and her stutter would intensify (I could see Neji twitching out of the corner of my eye – protective much?). Or when he told a joke that didn't really make sense, she'd be one of the only people's to laugh – but Hinata was also embarrassed to laugh and she'd muffle it with her hand, which made Naruto want her to laugh even more.
I also noticed that Naruto didn't swear around Hinata, it was as if he was handling her gently so she wouldn't break or something. Actually, most of the people where we ate didn't swear around Hinata – it was probably because Neji was there and they'd all get their asses kicked if they used any vulgarities. Overall though, lunch seemed to go well for Hinata and Naruto – but it was different for me.
Not only was I kind of left out of the conversations between Naruto and Hinata, but Sasuke wasn't there – and this randomly made me really gloomy (I also recall Gaara not being there…). It was weird how I wanted to be near him, but every time I am, I end up getting embarrassed and want to be as far away from him as possible. Ugh, all of these emotion thingies are so annoying.
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Sasuke POV
Sasuke was outside in the back field behind a dumpster, getting high with Gaara. Like the last time he got high during school hours, Sasuke had done this to relax – but unlike the last time, he wasn't angry.
"You…you and me Uchiha…" Gaara started, lazily turning his head toward Sasuke. In return, Sasuke stared back, except his intoxicated vision made it seem like the world was swimming.
"You and me. We got the…we got the same…" and as Gaara continued to clumsily speak, he leaned forward towards Sasuke. "We got the same…" And he maladroitly brought his hand that wasn't holding his joint up to his face. "Eyes." He said in an almost creepy whisper.
"Eyes?" Sasuke questioned back, smiling a little, because this idea didn't make any sense to him at all – even more so because he was high.
"You and I, Uchiha… we… are the same." He replied tilting his head back to look at the sky, which was seemingly displaying a wave of colours. Sasuke would have laughed if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't really like Gaara, and he almost fell over when he tilted his own head back.
"You and me Uchiha… you and me." Gaara recurred, and there was probably some sort of meaning or ways of finishing his theory, but again, they were intoxicated.
"You… and me…" Sasuke repeated, not to make a meaning of it, but just because of the way it sounded when he was high.
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Sakura POV
On Thursday (which was also December 1st), I organized another date with Naruto – and though we weren't meeting Hinata there, I was expecting this to be the last one between us.
He had taken me to Bennigans (a/n omg Bennigans is the shit), and over dinner I prompted him to speak about Hinata a little more – to inference if he actually liked her.
When I was sure he did I decided to put the super genius plan into action for the last time.
"Hinata is a very friendly person, but she can be very shy," I replied back to a question Naruto asked.
"Yeah, she always is stuttering – not that I mind it – but I think if I got to know her more than she would be a lot less nervous. Did that happen to you?" He asked, and I was really surprised at how analytical Naruto was when it came to Hinata.
"Yeah, she doesn't stutter as much around me but," I replied, and then I put on my talking-to-a-two-year-old voice, "You know what? You should go out with Hinata! Then you'd two get to know each other even better!"
"Really?... But, aren't we still kinda going out?" He said with a confused expression – but I could also see that he was trying to suppress a smile.
"We are, but we don't have to be. I mean, I know that Hinata really likes you," I started, but I was momentarily cut-off by Naruto's grin and 'really?!' "And we can just be friends, really good friends," I continued, and tried to make the whole idea sound like an amazing thing.
Well, Naruto fell for it – which is good – and he said, "Okay, I think I will ask her out, this is awesome," – which was very good.
So it was a mutual break-up between me and Naruto, and that meant I was free. But that also meant that when he was driving me back to my place, I gave him the whole Hinata tutorial.
"She doesn't like coffee and she's terrified of spiders – but if you see one you can't kill it or else she'll be sad. You have to scoop it up and let it free outside." I told him.
"And you have to be very gentle with her – she's very fragile, both emotionally and physically. And she gets embarrassed very easily, so no kissing-in-public stuff like we did." I saw Naruto actually blush at that, and then I continued, "She likes really traditional Japanese dishes like sushi and bento boxes, but she will mostly eat anything that she's given – she's not picky though she doesn't eat very much. And for dates you should pick things to do that involve only the two of you – so no big parties or get-togethers unless it's something like the beach – but other than that the best thing to do is to go to a restaurant or a movie. And for movies she doesn't like gory ones, but you don't have to see a chick-flicks or anything, any movie is fine as long as it's not scary and stuff. Oh, and her dad is really strict so don't be offended if you aren't allowed in her house, I mean I've never even seen Hinata's house myself."
I took a brief pause to breathe, but before I could continue, Naruto started speaking.
"Uh, thanks for the tips… but I'm pretty sure I can figure it out on my own – no offense or anything," He said, and gave a sheepish smile.
"I'm sorry, it's just that she is very sensitive and we just became friends again – did you know we had a fight over you?" I replied.
Naruto seemed benignly shocked but also amused at this, "You fought over me? Wow, I don't think anyone's fought over me before – it's mostly over my bastard of a friend."
I laughed a bit at that – Sasuke can be a bastard… a really good looking bastard… a really good looking, secretly nice ( --I think) bastard…
"So when are you going to ask her out?" I asked Naruto to try and get my mind off of a certain Mr. Gorgeous.
"I dunno, maybe tomorrow, I'm not really sure," He answered as he pulled up to my house.
"Well, as long as you're going to," I looked at him pointedly, but he leaned over, kissed my cheek, and said 'thanks.'
"You better be thankful mister. Goodnight," I said as I got out and shut the car door. I then ran up to my own house and awaited the parental drama that was most likely to happen.
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Nothing happened on Friday; Sasuke wasn't flustering me, Lee wasn't making everlasting vows, and Naruto didn't ask Hinata out – though he did make constant shifty glances towards her. I thought that was cute – he was nervous – the obnoxious loud Naruto was nervous, and though he wasn't nervous when he asked me out, I didn't really care.
On Saturday, I went to the beach with Ino and Hinata to celebrate the ending of the three weeks of rain- but apparently everyone else had the same idea. There was barely any space to lay out a towel, and if you managed to, then it most likely got completely covered in sand.
The three of us did manage to get a fairly big area to set our stuff up, but it was near the volley ball net so the ball constantly bounced our way. But this soon turned into a good thing for Ino because she so frequently had to pass the ball back to them that they asked her to join their game. Ino accepted eagerly – most of the players were boys, and that left Hinata and me to talk.
"Soooo…I broke up with Naruto on Thursday," I told her, trying to sound casual.
Hinata looked at me with wide eyes, "You did? W-was he sad?"
"No, it was a mutual agreement," I continued as I helped Hinata build a tiny sandcastle over her feet, "But he is going to ask you out – I made sure of it."
Hinata was speechless. She stared at me for a long time with a smile slowly growing on her lips. Then she suddenly jumped – ruining the sandcastle and threw her arms around me, "Thank you so m-much Sakura!"
The next day, Sunday, Ino and I took Hinata shopping for multiple outfits to possibly wear on the date that would be happening – kind of like what I did when Naruto first asked me out.
Hinata was very modest about what she wore, getting mostly T-shirts and capris – and only bought a tank top and short-shorts because Ino and I practically forced her too.
Because we finished shopping for Hinata earlier than we expected, we took to roaming around the mall. But when we came across EB games, I couldn't help myself.
"Hold on a minute guys, I just want to check something," I said before quickly dashing into the store. I searched the rows of Xbox games until I found the one I was searching for. Then after paying for it, I dashed back out to where Hinata and Ino were waiting.
"What did you get?" Ino asked.
"Nothing, just a game I played once," I answered and waved it off – but I couldn't stop grinning until I got home and realized that it was much harder to play Star Wars Battlefront 2 than I remembered.
On Monday, Naruto came up to me and we had a frantic whispered conversation on why he hadn't asked Hinata out yet – and I was right – he was nervous. So I told him we'd figure it out at Sasuke's after school. But when I brought up Sasuke's, Naruto asked me if we could work at my house because Sasuke's parents were having an early business/Christmas party. I was a little hesitant, but agreed when I realized my dad would be at the party because he works with Mrs. Carter. So that meant if my mom came home late – like she usually did – then there would be no parental fighting to be embarrassed about. So I half-reluctantly agreed that we would work on the project at my place.
But it was very awkward offering them dinner.
The project had taken a lot longer to work on than we thought – we had to research our focus (the hand) on two other animals – and since I didn't have Sasuke's fancy library, it was all done on the computer. When six-thirty rolled around, Naruto complained that he was hungry, and my stomach was rumbling a little at that time too.
I put forward the idea of having dinner at my place, just to make it easier, and Naruto agreed enthusiastically. Sasuke, on the other hand, didn't say anything; he just followed me and Naruto into the kitchen.
Naruto and I finally agreed to have Kraft dinner, so I started making three boxes- because I wasn't sure if Sasuke was going to eat, and they were both boys, so they both probably ate a lot.
I helped Naruto with asking Hinata out as I made our dinner, and we finally figured out an easy way to do it by the time the noodles were cooked.
Here was when I royally screwed up. I had strained the noodles, put them back into the pot, added the cheese and the milk, but the butter decided that it didn't want to come off the spoon. So as I talked to Naruto, I lightly tapped the spoon's edge against the pot in hopes that the momentum would help the butter slide off. But it didn't work, so I tapped it a little harder. And then I kept on tapping the spoon until I got very frustrated – where I basically was flailing the spoon back and forth, trying and failing to get the friggin butter off the damn spoon.
But then it finally slid off, flew gracefully into the air, and landed on the still-hot burner of the oven.
Before I even realized what happened, a grease fire had started on the stove.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" Were the gist of the words that came out of my mouth. Naruto panicked and ran to the sink, then cupped some water into his hands, and threw it on the burner.
The flames didn't go out – they intensified. "Oh my god! What did you do!?" I yelled at Naruto.
"I don't know! The last time I checked, water put out fire!" he answered; his voice the same dynamic as mine.
"Not for grease fires you idiot!" I shouted back.
While all of this occurred, Sasuke had nonchalantly pushed off of his place on the wall, and started casually searching the cupboards.
"What the hell?! We're trying to put out a fire and you're raiding my kitchen!?" I yelled at Sasuke, but his indifferent expression didn't change, and I would have thought he had ignored me if not for the small smirk on his lips. I then realized that he wasn't raiding my kitchen when he found a box of baking soda, walked over to the fire (which actually wasn't that big – Naruto and I were just freaking out), and poured it on top of it – effectively smothering the flames.
"Oh my god," I breathed in relief, and leaned on the closest support there was. It was a couple seconds later when the smoke detector went off that I realized the support I was leaning on was actually Sasuke. My face went red and I dashed away from him, took a newspaper from the kitchen table, and fanned the air around the detector. When the detector stopped beeping, I awkwardly thanked Sasuke and apologized to Naruto for yelling at him.
Later that night in bed with Samuel (who thankfully stayed hidden the entire time), way after Sasuke and Naruto had gone, I realized that Sasuke didn't show any signs of protest when I leaned on him.
A familiar sensation squirmed in my stomach at the thought – the butterflies are back but now, they're flapping for someone else.
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On Tuesday, Naruto finally worked up the courage to ask Hinata out, and it was then known around the school that Naruto and I had broken up, and that Naruto and Hinata were officially a couple.
In art class on Wednesday, Ms. Lunids reminded us that our culminating activities were due next week. This made me become conscious of the fact that I hadn't even started my painting yet, and that Christmas break was a week and a half away. That also meant exams were coming, and I hadn't studied for those either. My exams were easy though this year, I only had Math and English – but I did need major help in understanding Shakespeare, so I had to get studying soon.
On Thursday, I decided to start painting my culminating activity for art. I had gone down to the basement of my house where I kept all my art supplies and set up fairly quickly. As I painted, I listened to my ipod – but this made me very distracted and kind of unconscious to what I was actually painting.
I'm one of those workers who tend to wait until the last moment, and cram it all in on one night – so that's exactly what I did. But just as I was putting the last touches to the portrait, my mind came back to earth.
The painting looked like shit. Even though it wasn't even of a human, making it super easy, I somehow made Samuel look like a deformed monkey.
It was then that I decided that I shouldn't paint Samuel, even though as I considered all of the other people that were suitable to paint, Samuel still seemed like the best choice. But that's when I wondered what it would be like to paint a picture of Sasuke.
Yes, it's a bit stalkerish and random, but I wanted to get the project done then and there. And Sasuke has one of those faces where they are extremely attractive, yet simple. So I gave it a go.
But in the end, the painting didn't really look like Sasuke. Call it surrealism or abstract or something, but overall, I have to say it was the best painting I've ever done.
Except I couldn't walk into school with a painting of Sasuke. How weird would that be? Even I'm a little creeped out at myself that I actually painted him. I mean, he would think I was a total freak (which, on some level, is true). So I hid the painting and this time settled for repainting Samuel.
Though it wasn't as bad as the first one, it was still pretty shitty – nothing compared to the one I did of Sasuke. But if it meant I wouldn't be mortified at school, than I was happy to hand it in… kind of.
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Moron of the month:
I give this award to the one and only Sasuke Uchiha.
Events leading up to the ceremony: A bitchy mom (my mom), a defending dad (my dad), an argument (about the kitchen fire, also known as the mac and cheese incident), and a frustrated daughter (me) who rebelled against her mother's wishes of being 'responsible' and foolishly went to a party that her ex-boyfriend/still friend (Naruto) invited her to (going just as friends).
Reasons for Nomination: When the ex-boyfriend/still friend got too drunk and became very sick (Basically Naruto throwing up everywhere and me making him feel better as well as getting him to the car to drive him home).
The rebelling daughter went to care for him and asked for help from the Nominee (Sasuke). The Nominee looked as if he was about to help, but then ended up making out with a random girl (wtf?), all the while knowing that the ex-boyfriend/still friend and the rebelling daughter needed help (basically me trying to half-drag a delirious Naruto to my car).
The Nominee continued to ignore the rebelling daughter's requests even though she had called his name several times (how rude). Instead, he glared at the rebelling daughter while making out with the random girl (was he trying to make me jealous or something?).
The rebelling daughter managed to get to her car with the very ill ex-boyfriend/still friend (it took a hell of a lot of time though), but managed to give the finger to the Nominee (so it wasn't a very good come-back, but I still can't believe I even did it).
In return, the Nominee made a small show of taking the random girl to an empty room where many inferences could be made, effectively winning him the moron of the month award.
It is known that the rebelling daughter did feel jealous and later, in the safety of her room, cried (I didn't really know why I cried either – it was probably because I was so frustrated with Sasuke being a jerk and Naruto being sick and being terrified out of my mind at the crazy partiers – because it's not that I like him or anything…).
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Sasuke's POV
It infuriated him. Even though he couldn't think straight, he was intoxicated with who knows what, and he was just as much to blame for; what just happened made him rage on the inside.
They personally said they were broken up. Hell, the whole school said they were broken up; but apparently they were still together. Fucking liars.
Sakura had been at the party and was with fucking Naruto.
It's fuckin' better to be single anyways.
Sasuke pushed the girl up against the door of the room they just entered and kissed her roughly.
Who is this girl anyway?
The girl made a bold move and reached for his groin.
Who gives a fuck.
Why would Sakura be at a party? She doesn't even do shit. She doesn't even do shit. But she was there with Naruto and they seemed pretty fucking close.
The fucking dobe was leaning into her and she was rubbing his back, and then his arm.
She shouldn't be touching him like that.
And then she called Sasuke over. Did she want him to see them fucking cuddling?
Sasuke had taken two steps towards them, his mind foggy and not understanding why he was being called or even why he was obliging to it. And then he saw the scene in front of him. Sakura leaning against a wall with Naruto's head buried into her shoulder. She had a small frantic smile on her face as she continued to rub his back. She called Sasuke's name again.
So they're fucking back together now. Bitch.
What Sasuke felt was knew to him, and very confusing considering his state of drunkenness. The anger he felt that burned his insides – seeing her touching the fucking idiot.
She shouldn't be touching him like that.
Sasuke moved from his position at the door to the couch in the room they occupied, the random girl following without question. He then proceeded to kiss her and touch her almost crudely – taking out the emotions he felt and converting them to what he thought would be better use. …And it was strange, thinking so strongly about one thing and doing something else completely different – he didn't know how to handle it. It was almost alien. And the random girl was oblivious to it, urging him to take off his shirt. But what she was really oblivious was to the purpose behind Sasuke's actions.
Almost minutes before, the same random girl was used as a tool to anger Sakura – to get her back for lying and for being with Naruto, because she shouldn't be with Naruto.
Sasuke had used the random girl because she was the closest one to him, because Sakura was a fucking bitch, because she shouldn't be touching him like that.
Then Sakura gave him the fucking finger. So she's rubbing it in his face now. Fucking bitch.
And that's where it brought Sasuke and this girl to. In the room and on the couch where both their shirts were off and Sasuke was easily undoing the clasp of her bra with practiced hands. Where all he could think about was Sakura's hands and Sakura's face doing things that she shouldn't. Where all he could make out of these confusing emotions was the anger that he felt. And this girl was just a prop.
Her skirt was off now, his jeans undone.
Take that.
He blindly removed another piece of clothing.
Because I don't care.
He crashed his mouth to hers.
Because I don't fucking give a damn.
He burned the image of Sakura from his mind, though a small piece lingered.
I don't fucking give a damn.
He was fast and unfeeling, and when he was done he pushed her off of him.
"Bitch." He said and pulled on his jeans. He took his shirt and pulled it on as he exited the room and then exited the house.
She shouldn't be touching him like that.