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Chapter 10:
Sasuke's phone rang a few hours later with a very pissed off Sarah on the other end. "Where are you? We were suppose to meet up an hour ago!"
"Something came up," Sasuke said.
"I don't care!" Sarah yelled. "Wait 'til I tell Daddy about this!"
"Sarah," Sasuke said sternly. "A... friend of mine...got hurt. I'm taking care of him."
"Does he matter more than me?" Sarah asked.
'Yes, he does,' Sasuke thought, but he said, "Of course not." Just then Itachi walked into the room. "I'll ask Itachi to take care of him. I'll be there in twenty."
"Fine," Sarah said. "Love you Sasuke!" She hang up.
Sasuke groaned. He turned to Itachi. "Itachi..."
"I know," Itachi said. "Go. I'll give you a call when he wakes up."
"Thanks Itachi," Sasuke grabbed his wallet and his keys.
"No problem," Itachi said. Sasuke smiled as he left. Itachi moved back to where Naruto was. Naruto was still asleep. Itachi was now worried that Naruto might not wake up. Deciding that something else had to be done, Itachi pulled out his cell. Just as he put in the first few numbers, a groan was heard from the bed. He looked up and saw the blonde's eyes flutter open.
"W-where am I?" Naruto stared at the ceiling then turned and looked at Itachi. "What happened?"
"You collapsed at school," Itachi said. He took a seat. "You haven't been eating."
"That's right," Naruto said. He tried to sit up, but a look from Itachi caused him to freeze.
"You aren't ready to get up," Itachi said. "You have to eat first."
"Why am I here?" Naruto asked. "Where is here anyway?"
"You are at the Uchiha Mansion," Itachi answered. "Sasuke brought you here."
"Why?" Naruto asked again.
"Because he cares about you," Itachi said.
"He cares about me?" Naruto repeated. "No. He only sees me as his toy."
"You're wrong," Itachi said. "You both are. My foolish little brother is an idiot. He needs to be more honest with himself." He looked at Naruto. "You both do." He stood back up. "I'm going to get you something to eat." He quickly left.
Naruto continued to lay down in silence. What Itachi said was going through his mind. 'Does Sasuke really care? But I thought I was just his toy.' He paused. 'But he could have anyone, so why me?'
Itachi walked into the room holding a plate of spaghetti. "I hope you like spaghetti."
"I do," Naruto said smiling. He took the plate from Itachi and began to eat.
"Make sure you eat slowly," Itachi said. "Sasuke would kill me if anything happened to you."
Naruto paused. He put down the fork. "You say that Sasuke cares about me. As a person? As a friend? Or... or something more?"
Itachi smiled. "That you will have to find out on your own."
"Do you know what is going on?" Naruto asked.
"I remember that you blackmailed him into having sex with you," Itachi said. Naruto blushed and nodded. "But I saw that DVD, so I know that stopped. I'm guessing Sasuke decided to blackmail you so the sex would start back up. Just a foolish way to go about this."
Naruto looked up at Itachi. "You say that as if Sasuke loves me." Itachi said nothing. "Itachi?"
"I just remembered something," Itachi said. "Excuse me." He ran out of the room. If he spent anymore time with Naruto, he was going to spill the beans. He pulled out his cell and sent Sasuke the long awaited text.
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"Gosh Sasuke," Sarah said, her arm around Sasuke's right one. "That movie was so good! I felt bad for the fiancé, but she found love in the end. Luckily we aren't like them, right Sasuke?"
"Right," Sasuke mumbled. The movie had gotten to him. It was like he was in the situation as the man in the movie. Only difference was that he was in love with a man not a woman.
"Let's go to dinner next," Sarah said pulling Sasuke along. Sasuke let himself be pulled, but he wasn't happy about it. He glared at everyone who stared at the pair. Sarah ended up pulling Sasuke to her favorite restaurant, a shop know for soybean soup and various sweets. This was the place Sasuke hated the most. He was forced to sit down at a booth that they could see the street outside.
A few minutes later, a waitress walked up to them. "Hi! My name is Pako. I'll be your waitress tonight. Do you know what you want?"
"I'm gonna have their soybean soup," Sarah said. "What about you Sasuke?"
Sasuke looked at the menu. Almost everything on the menu involved soybeans or something sweet. Only one thing grabbed his eyes. "Tomato Soup and a coke."
"I'll have a strawberry float with mine," Sarah said.
"Alright," Pako said. "I'll be back with your drinks in a minute." She walked off to the kitchen. Sasuke stared after her. She kind of reminded him of Naruto. Sasuke's mind drifted to Naruto. He hoped he was alright.
Sarah frowned. She didn't like Sasuke looking at other girls. "Sasuke, what are you doing tomorrow?"
"Itachi and I are going out," Sasuke lied. There was no way he was going to be pulled into another date.
"Not fair," Sarah whined. "Itachi takes up too much of your time. I'm your fiancé. You should be hanging out with me more."
"Hn," Sasuke grunted.
"Here you go," Pako said. She placed both drinks down. She looked at Sasuke. "Sir, would you like some bread with your soup?"
"Yes," Sasuke said.
"Ok," Pako said skipping off.
"I don't like her," Sarah said. Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "She'd flirting with you."
"No she isn't," Sasuke said.
"She totally is!" Sarah yelled. "How can you not see that?"
"You are seeing things," Sasuke said.
"Sasuke!" Sarah whined. "How can you say that?"
"Is everything alright?" Pako asked coming over to them.
"No it isn't," Sarah said. "Stop flirting with my fiancé!"
"Miss, I wasn't flirting," Pako said holding her hands up in surrender. "Besides, he isn't my type."
"Are you calling Sasuke ugly?" Sarah was angry.
"N-no," Pako said.
"So you are flirting with him!" Sarah yelled.
"Sarah," Sasuke tried.
"N-no," Pako said looking around. "Please miss, calm down."
"I am calm!" Sarah yelled. "You're just a waitress! What do you know?"
"Sarah," Sasuke said again. This time Sarah looked at him. "Leave the girl alone. She is our waitress, not my fiancé. You have that role."
"But she..." Sarah began.
"But nothing," Sasuke said. "Just be quiet. Pako."
"Yes Sir?" Pako asked.
"If our meal is ready, please go get it," Sasuke said.
"Right away Sir," Pako said. She ran off.
"Hmph," Sarah pouted. "You were too nice to her."
"Drop it," Sasuke ordered.
"H-here you go," Pako said putting their bowls down. "A-anything else?"
"No," Sarah said. Pako bowed and left. Sarah talked while she ate.
Sasuke ate in silence trying not to kill Sarah or at least make her shut up. His cell vibrated with a text and he read it. It stated that Naruto was awake and eating. Sasuke put down his spoon and stood up. "I'm leaving."
"Sasuke?" Sarah asked. "What's wrong? Is the food not good?"
"My friend is awake," Sasuke said.
"So?" Sarah asked. "You are on a date with me. Your friend doesn't matter. Only I do."
"Friends and family are very important to me," Sasuke said. "if you are going to marry me, you need to learn that."
"You're right," Sarah said. "I'm sorry Sasuke. Just promise to keep next Saturday free."
"I'll try," Sasuke said. He left.
Sarah sat alone until Pako walked over to her. "Mr. Uchiha has paid for everything. He said if you wanted anything else, it is yours."
"Pako?" Sarah asked. "Can I ask you something?"
"Miss?" Pako questioned.
"Do you think Sasuke and I make a good couple?" Sarah asked.
'No, you're a bitch,' Pako thought but said. "Yes." She smiled. She took out her phone and showed Sarah a picture of her boyfriend. "And happiness can be found in places you least expect."
"Your boyfriend is ugly," Sarah said.
Pako wanted to slap Sarah, but she didn't. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And if you truly love someone, that person will love you back. There is always someone out there for each person. Looks, money, family name, none of that matters. The only thing that does is the heart."
"Ok," Sarah said. She ordered an ice cream sundae hoping that would make her feel better. She was feeling down since she believed that Sasuke didn't love her (he doesn't).