A/N: God I haven't updated in AGES, but updates should be faster now since I've got the plot all figured out. By the way, how does a sequel sound after the completion of this? I was considering a sequel for 'An Intricately Woven Relationship' but we can't really tell this early on.
Anehwyz, Naruto ain't mine.
Disclaimer: See above.
Note: 'Overture to Entropy,' it's out! Check the collaboration between me and ishgreeklady out if you like ShikaIno.
For those few moments, it was as though time had stopped and was taking a break; everyone was silent, everything was silent.
The pair of us just stayed there, our lips pressed together uncomfortably and awkwardly, eyes wide as obsidian black bored into passive periwinkle.
After what seemed like an eternity Sasuke-kun finally started to move; the weight of his lips upon mine lessened as did the pressure he was putting onto my mouth, our eyes fluttered and their lids lowered until they had met each other, successfully shielding our vision. I could feel the cold flesh of his hand brushing my cheek from where it was placed, my hands moved up to his head; a single digit twirling a lock of inky hair and fiddling with it absentmindedly whilst the other hand occupied itself by pressing down firmly on Sasuke-kun's back.
I was overwhelmed by the strange sensation of the brunette opening his mouth and his tongue venturing into my own orifice. The grip I held on the back of his shirt tightened as his scent of freshly-washed clothes and something else akin to lavender wafted into my nostrils.
Our tongues wrestled for dominance until his won; I relished his taste. He tasted of the onigiri he had for lunch, of the faint sweetness of coke and something else that I couldn't identify, but that wasn't the best bit.
He tasted like love.
We didn't become conscious of our surroundings (consisting of A) people and B) homicidal fangirls) until someone cleared their throat and stamped their foot a few times in order to summon our attention.
And then realization dawned upon me; Sasuke-kun was kissing me.
My eyes flew open as a different voice coughed throatily.
Sasuke-kun's tongue is in my mouth.
The grip I had on his shirt loosened and my finger released a handful of inky hair.
Sasuke-kun's tongue is in my mouth.
It was completely unexpected on his part, on mine as well, as I pushed him off of my limp form and gasped for air; taking note of the people gaping at me and Sasuke-kun and looking at us as though we had just fallen from the sky.
Data loading...
Karin-san was absolutely fuming and looked murderous as though on the verge of mercilessly killing an innocent by-stander (Naruto was the nearest, ergo I won't be saying my prayers).
I let out a squeak of embarrassment and looked away with a reddened face, eyes shut tight and knees pressed together. Sasuke-kun blinked a few times before he realized what had just happened; I could hear Naruto snicker at the apparent sight of the blush stubbornly lingering upon the Uchiha's alabaster flesh.
Sasuke-kun looked at me, the chattering crowd forming around us, his fangirls and then me again. He stretched out his hand in my direction as though telling me to wait as I got to my feet and let them carry me with robotic movements down the racing lane. He pulled his hand back and held it to his chest as I continued to walk away; face impassive and stunned.
Somewhere in the crowd, Hinata flushed a deep scarlet hue as she fell to the floor with a dull thud.
"Hmmph," I grumbled as I sat down on a spare cafeteria chair, my rear meeting the hard surface of the seat as I slumped down on the cold metal with evident overexertion.
"...Sakura?" Ino looked away from Tenten whom she had previously been conversing with, she frowned and prodded my hunched back unsurely, "are you alright?" However, her inquiry fell on deaf ears as I responded with nothing more than a grunt as my head falling towards the table and into my folded arms.
"You kissed him," Hinata said blatantly, I looked up to face the Hyuuga with half-lidded emerald orbs, brow creased and eyes glazed over. "You kissed Uchiha Sasuke-san," she added to her previous statement, words slicing through the still air and reaching my ears. I nodded, pink tendrils shaking in sync with my head.
And it was then that someone cleared their throat and slammed a palm down on the table, making all the objects on the cold, metal surface shake and threaten to fall and startling all four of us. Our heads snapped simultaneously upwards, our eyes involuntarily meeting the fierce ruby orbs belonging to a very furious Uchiha Sasuke Fan club chairwoman (man), her eyes narrowed in my direction, glaring at me for all that she was worth.
Karin-san slammed her other palm on the table-top, the entire student population that had opted to spend their break inside the cafeteria stopped their incoherent chattering to turn their heads in the direction of all the commotion.
"What was that all about?" The redhead inquired as she slammed a clenched fist on the table once again, I sighed as Ino let out a startled yelp at the sight of her bento falling off the table.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I waved her off and prodded my uneaten sandwich unsurely once I had turned away from her, expecting Karin-san to move away and mind her own business; she did anything but the former.
"What was that all about?" She repeated, glaring daggers at me as I remained unresponsive and not meeting her gaze.
Oh, if looks could kill...
Karin-san's shoulders shook slightly at the sight of my unresponsiveness, "Answer!" She bellowed, slamming her fist upon the table once more, my head snapped in her direction, I was getting kinda tired of all that slamming.
"What?" I hissed, eyes narrowed and brow furrowed in fury although none of this seemed to faze the redhead who simply pushed her glasses further up the bridge of her nose.
"You were kissing my Sasuke-kun," She leaned in further until the proximity between her and myself was far too close for comfort, I moved back in order to avoid any unwanted accidents.
"Actually," I informed her, pushing Karin-san back firmly with a carefully-manicured hand before continuing, "He was kissing me and secondly he is not your's."
Karin-san glared at my hand for a few moments before taking it upon herself to move it away. "Either way," I raised an eyebrow at her tone, "You had absolutely no right to be kissing my Sasuke-kun," she persisted with her hands resting on her (wide) hips as though she thought it granted her a sofisticated image.
It's on.
"I challenge you to a battle," her hands tightened their grip on her (sluttishly short) skirt as Karin (the san is GONE) continued with her somewhat feeble speech, "and only a coward wouldn't accept."
Oh it is ON.
My other eyebrow raised to join the previously raised one at her statement, with one swift movement of my hand I was pushing back my chair and standing up to face the bitch fully; the top of my head only just reaching her nose as she sneered down on me. I thought longingly of the days when I would finally be as tall as the rest of the student population.
(It had to happen, it just had to.)
"I accept," I said with a smile on my lips and my green eyes narrowed into a glare as I stuck out a hand for her to shake, she obliged with her own eyes emitting daggers.
"May the best woman win," I collected my possesions and slung the rucksack over a shoulder as I paused for a moment to let the reprimand sink in, I turned my head to look at her, my lips curling into a smirk, "Me, that is," I finished before looking back at the exit and leaving.
"OK," Kurenai-sensei turned away from the board at the sound of the bell ringing, signalling the end of school, "I want you guys to do pages ten and eleven for tomorrow, understood?" We groaned as we recieved the homework, Kurenai-sensei smiled and left the room after bidding us all a final 'Good afternoon.'
I got to my feet with a sigh, I made a grab for my pencil case but the desk seemed to be lacking of it's presence; I looked under the desk in a frantic search for the strawberry-patterned item, eyes wide and swivelling wildly as they sought it out.
My eyes widened another fraction as I found it in a place where it definitely shouldn't be in.
I rushed to the bin and stuck a hand into the container in order to obtain the pencil case, as my fingers grasped the soft material snickering resounded from behind me. I turned my head, eyes narrowed into a glare in Karin's direction, several other fangirls accompanying her.
They snickered again as I made my way over to my desk once more, I didn't dare meet their gazes as my hands picked up various items and placed them stonily into my rucksack. I turned away as soon as that was done and exited the class unnacompanied as I was the only one out of our group to attend this class at last period.
Then came the snickering again once I had left the classroom, my fists clenched as teeth pressed together in the anger and frustration I had been suppressing for the entire day. Lukewarm tears stained my cheeks as I made my way in order to leave the premises, I wiped away the fat droplets with the back of my hand, eyes blotchy and face red.
I gasped as a strong hand grasped my arm in a firm hold to keep me from moving further, "Sakura!" It was then that I realized that Sasuke-kun had been calling my name for the past few minutes.
"Sasuke-kun.." I breathed as I turned around to look at the panting Uchiha.
"Sakura," he repeated as the grasp he held on my arm loosened and he looked down as though ashamed of the words he was about to speak, "I-I'm really sorry about before," I gulped, "B-but I'd like you to go out with me!"
My previously tear-filled eyes widened at his statement as I pulled my limb free of his hold, my mouth opened and closed, forming the words as they rolled of my tongue onto still air.
"I-I'm sorry!"
Ehehe, the first part was overly fluffy wasn't it?
Byez,
Pinky.