Hey everyone! ^^ I'm back again. ^^ Thanks for all of your awesome reviews! They're really awesome. Anyway, I do not own Naruto, or any of the song lyrics that you may find in there. Duh. Anyway, I have nothing to say about this chapter, only that it was starting to annoy me. I really liked the SasuSaku scene at the door part, and I liked the end too. But, anyway, there is swearing, and I hope you enjoy it. ^^
When I woke up the next morning, I found myself warmer than I normally would be. I rolled over, feeling something under my stomach, and on top of the left side of my abdomen. I opened my eyes, my vision still cloudy. I could feel the two separate entities around me, holding me where I was, although lying limply on my sides, but keeping me where I was. It felt so good, almost too good. My vision cleared slowly, which was encouraging, surprisingly. Black bangs. …This can't be good. Closed eyes, a soft, light snore coming from the thing in front of me with black bangs. I squinted, managing to make out the face. Sasuke's face swam in front of my eyes, still sleeping, gentle. I smiled, lifting my right hand up, brushing his bangs out of his eyes tenderly. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully, his right cheek resting delicately on the inside of his elbow, is breath softly blowing down the length of his forearm, washing over my face, as sweet as ever. I sighed, sliding my fingers along his left temple, trying not to wake him. I turned my head, looking at the alarm. 7:30? Holy shit! I turned back around, and took Sasuke's face in my hands gently, and squished his cheeks with my palms gently. His black eyes, cloudy and sleepy, opened slowly.
"Wha's it?" Sasuke asked groggily, blinking several times, slowly opening and closing his eyes, still exhausted. I smiled gently.
"It's 7:30, and I still need to get home to get my clothes. There's no way I'm wearing the same outfit to school twice. It's bad enough I had to wear my ninja clothes to bed." I replied, gesturing to my skirt and shorts, my pink camisole being the only exception to that statement. Sasuke nodded, still barely awake.
"Yeah, I see your point." He answered, more coherent now, lifting himself over me, his arm shifting from under me, sliding out, and bracing him right beside my head, holding his weight off of my chest. I rolled over on my back, still holding his face, his side pieces licking at my cheeks as they hung down beside his temples, brushing the tops of my hands. His black eyes were gentle, kind, and soft, softer than I'd ever seen them. It was chilling to me. I fought back the urge to shiver.
"Are you hungry?" He asked, laying his forehead on mine gently for two seconds. I nodded before he pulled away.
"Yeah. And question. When exactly did you come in here last night?" I asked quietly. Sasuke thought for a second.
"You had trouble with the snowstorm last night and you kept me awake. So, I decided I'd stay in here to comfort you. You slept pretty good, after I held you close to me and buried your face in the blankets." He answered teasingly, smiling above me. I sighed.
"Is school cancelled? Even though it's only October?" I asked, blinking. Sasuke shook his head.
"No, we're still going to school, even though there's three feet of snow on the ground." He replied, looking out the window. I turned my head, and saw the glowing white flakes fall past the window pane, the visible area covered in snow. There was no way we had school. No way in hell. Sasuke watched my head turn, looking from side to side, as I tried to figure out a way to get out from under him. I looked back up at him, lying under him helplessly.
"Uh, Sasuke?" I asked, tilting my head to the side. Sasuke blinked.
"Yeah?" He replied, his eyes softening again. I lifted my chin toward the door, then turned back to him. It's not that I wasn't enjoying this, I was. It's just, I was going to be in so much trouble with my parents already. Being late to school wouldn't help me get on their good side. Not one bit.
"Uh, we should go and get ready for school, or at least go to my house so that I can get ready, alright?" I suggested, lowering my hands and starting to sit up as Sasuke sat backwards, letting me get up off of the bed. I stretched my arms and legs, and yawned quietly, walking toward the window to open the curtains. Soft sunlight blew into the room, white and gentle. I pushed the window open with my hand, cold wind blowing snow flakes through my hair, as I inhaled the fresh, clean air. It wasn't very often that Konoha got snow. The school would know that.
"You know, I'm starting to miss the old days, back when we were genin." I murmured, thinking back on all of the times Sasuke and Naruto would peg snowballs at each other on the rare occasions that we did get snow. I sighed.
"When we didn't have responsibilities, nothing to hold us down, we could just do as we pleased and act like children. I miss those days…Being a chunin and going to school is just too taxing, you know?" I continued, turning my head to look at Sasuke as I tucked a piece of my pink side piece behind my right ear. Sasuke watched me with curious and wondering black eyes. I walked over to the bedroom door, and reached for the doorknob, turning it carefully. I really do miss those days, when Sasuke and Naruto weren't as serious as they are now. Or battle tested. Things were so much better then.
"I'm sorry, if I'm boring you…Sasuke." I whispered, then opened the door, walking through it, then shutting it quietly behind me. A hand caught it before it could completely shut, and it pulled the door open, as I stood with my back to the open doorframe, listlessly lost in my memories.
"Sakura, you aren't boring me. Those days were less annoying, but still. We can't go back." He replied, reaching for my shoulder with the hand that had just had a hold of the door. I felt it slide across my shoulder, raised collarbone, my cheeks immediately flushing a soft pink. His fingers danced across my skin as they brushed down my arm, my nerves reaching for them, as the butterflies in my stomach woke up, beating their huge wings as my eyes closed. His hand continued, lightly caressing my elbow as it glanced right over it, my heart fluttering. Sasuke's never been this gentle…Something must be bothering him too…I sighed, and grabbed my arm and his hand in my left palm gently.
"Sasuke, what's wrong?" I asked quietly, the gentle wind blowing through the open window whistling past me softly. Sasuke laid his head on my shoulder, sighing against my collarbone.
"I really don't want to go to school today." He replied, his voice a soft murmur against the base of my neck. The snow buffeted my back, melting on contact with my skin, the cold barely registering with my tingling nerves. I laid my head against the left side of the doorframe, and sighed.
"Neither do I, but we have to." I answered, my voice barely above a gentle whisper. Sasuke and I didn't move for several minutes, not even when the wind and snow blew against us, freezing cold, but tender.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked, starting to lift his head from my shoulder, much to my disappointment. I nodded, picking my head up from the doorframe, and exhaling.
"Yeah, I did. Thanks for letting me stay over, Sasuke." I replied, turning my head around to face him. A gentle, soft, sleepy, tender expression met my eyes, vulnerable, yet guarded, awake. Sasuke's black irises glowed slightly, a twinge of red sparkling in those onyx depths, the Sharingan flashing threateningly, but inactive. Those beautiful eyes of his…I wish I could just fall into them and never resurface…Sasuke nodded once.
"Don't worry about it." He answered, as he brushed past me, heading out to the bathroom. I pulled the bedroom door shut behind him, and followed, my footsteps light, and barely audible. Sasuke opened the bathroom door, and lifted his head toward the dining room.
"Go make yourself some breakfast or something. I'll be out in a few minutes." He suggested, before shutting the door, not waiting for a reply. I giggled quietly, then headed down the hall, passing the laundry room, my eyes lingering on the silent dryer and listless washer, both of them empty of clothes by the looks of it. Looks like Sasuke and I are going to have to fold the clothes later…Oh joy. I started looking around the kitchen, poking around. I found a bagel, butter, and some cinnamon sugar, and got to work, putting the two halves of the bagel into the toaster, and flipping the switch of the toaster oven so that it would start to toast. I leaned up against the counter, staring out the window as I waited for my bagel to finish. What am I going to tell my mother? My father? They'll be furious, and disappointed. I wasn't sure how I was going to explain last night's events to them. I couldn't lie, since I had nothing to lie about. Sasuke and I didn't have sex. That was the main thing that they'd be pissed about, if Sasuke and I did do it. The second thing would be not calling and telling them where I was. If I had called and told them where I was, they wouldn't be as pissed off as they probably are now. All I can say is, is that I'm dead. I was going to die in a few minutes. I started gathering my stuff, putting it all back into their respective bags out of my school one and ninja training one. I picked up the singed copy of Make-Out Tactics, and gently placed it in the very front pocket of my school bag, patting it gently as if it were a baby. It might as well be. Kakashi-sensei puts diapers on his copies of written porn for crying out loud.
"Sakura, your bagel's done." Sasuke's voice drifted up the hallway toward me. I lifted my head up, my pink side bangs hitting the sides of my cheekbones as I blinked my warm green eyes.
"Oh, yeah, right." I replied, as I looked at the toaster, the red light in the top right hand corner indicating that my bagel was done. Sasuke walked toward the toaster, and took the bagel out, setting it down carefully on a plate, as I finished packing my stuff. Once I had zipped up the remaining things into my ninja training bag, I stood up straighter, and nodded to Sasuke.
"Thank you, for buttering and drowning my bagel in cinnamon sugar…" I muttered, glancing at the brown piece of bread, liquid butter flowing off the sides filled with cinnamon like ruby beads of blood. Sasuke smirked.
"No problem. It's only common courtesy. And sorry about the cinnamon sugar thing. It came out really fast." Sasuke replied, sitting next to me at the table, taking one of the halves off of my plate without so much as a moment of hesitation. I gasped, and swung my head toward him.
"WHAT was that for? I'm hungry!" I complained, as Sasuke bit down on the half. He lifted his shoulders in a shrug.
"I don't care. I'm hungry too. Deal with it." He replied in between bites. I sighed, and started eating my half, the only thing that could be heard being Sasuke and I chewing and the wind blowing against the window. Sasuke sighed when he finished, and stood up, stretching out.
"Well, it's time to get going. C'mon Sakura." He pointed out, walking toward the door, pulling his backpack and ninja training bag over his shoulder. I nodded, shoving the last bit of my bagel into my mouth, picking up my stuff, and quickly depositing my plate into the sink, running across the room, heading for my shoes. Sasuke watched with an annoyed expression as I struggled with my shoes, before opening the door, and jumping from the top of the stairs, heading for the trees. I gritted my teeth, shutting the door behind me.
"Great. We're going off roading first thing in the morning. Oh joy." I jumped up after him, swinging from the tree branch, quickly catching up to Sasuke as I jumped from trunk to trunk, swinging from branches every now and then, but otherwise finding no trouble in keeping up. Sasuke led the way toward my house in silence, the snow falling on top of us at times, as we crossed the village, going the distance of several blocks in a few minutes. Five minutes later, Sasuke and I landed at my front door, and I opened the door, gulping as I pushed the door open. Sasuke and I walked through, the house quiet. Too quiet.
"Mom? Dad? Are you home?" I called, desperate footsteps coming from the upstairs a few seconds later. My mother flew down the stairs, embracing me with tears flying down her face.
"Sakura Haruno, I'm so glad you're alright! I was so worried about you! Where were you all this time?" She asked, pulling back to look at me in the eyes. I blushed gently, turning my head to look at Sasuke.
"I was helping Sasuke wash his dirty clothes, and by the time we'd finished, it was too late for me to walk home, so I stayed overnight. We didn't do anything, if that's what you're thinking." I explained, my father giving Sasuke a stern look. My mother glanced from me to Sasuke, then back.
"You didn't have sex? Is that what you're saying? What about all the times you've told me that you wanted Sasuke to-" I clamped my hand over her mouth before she could say anymore, my green eyes boring into her gray ones.
"Mom, you weren't supposed to say anything, remember?" I hissed, leaning my face toward hers, my mother widening her eyes in shock or just remembering her promise to never say anything about my crush on Sasuke. Sasuke snorted, smiling faintly as he turned away. My father swung his head toward Sasuke, giving him a piercing glare. I noticed where this was going, and I slid in front of Sasuke, holding my arms out, away from my body.
"No Dad! Sasuke isn't to blame for this. I'm the one you should be mad at." I exclaimed, lifting my face up to my father, so that our eyes locked. He looked back at me with the most furious face I've ever seen. His eyes, green like mine, glowed angrily, almost like he wanted to hit something, his temper going out of control.
"Sakura, I can't believe you were so irresponsible. We trusted you to not do anything, at least until you got older! And now you slept over at some guy's house and you more than likely had-" He started, his face getting redder and redder by each passing second. I rolled my head, and smiled.
"Do you honestly think I'd have sex with Sasuke? That's just crazy. And I didn't stay over on purpose. I was helping him wash his dirty laundry because it got piled up. When we were finished, it was too late at night for either of us to leave the house, so I stayed overnight. What's wrong with that? You can trust me. I would never cross that line without talking to you guys first." I interrupted. Sasuke shifted behind me, sighing slightly.
"Sakura, you don't need to stand up for me. It's alright." Sasuke responded, his voice soft and gentle. My father looked at Sasuke, his green eyes, so much like mine, probing into Sasuke's black irises, searching for any trace of a lie, even the smallest little twinge of untruth. I inhaled quietly, planting my feet, and locking my jaw. My father smiled weakly after a few seconds.
"Alright, Sakura. I'll trust you on this. But if you ever decide you want to, you know, do it, talk to your mother and I first, okay?" My father suggested, and I nodded my whole head once.
"Of course, Dad. I'll come to both you and Mom about it first. Now, I have to get ready for school." I waved my hand to excuse myself, and took off up the stairs, abandoning Sasuke to my parents. I flung my room door open, and jumped into the shower, hopping around, trying to finish everything in five minutes. I managed to take a shower, brush my hair, brush my teeth, get dressed, unpack and repack my bags, shove my shoes on, and do my makeup in fifteen minutes. After I was all done, I flew down the stairs in a pink tee shirt covered by a dark blue tight fitting sweatshirt, my navy skirt with black ninja shoes, closed toed. I wore black leggings under my skirt, leaving only an inch open to the cold. I slid to a stop at the foot of the stairs, my bags over my shoulder, as I headed toward the door.
"I'll see you guys at eight, okay? I have training tonight, unless Kakashi-sensei cancels. I'll find out today in Math class. C'mon Sasuke, we're going to be late." I pointed to the door. Sasuke nodded, and we walked through it, my mother and father saying their goodbyes. Once again, the trip through the trees was silent, as we jumped from branch to branch. I came up alongside Sasuke quietly, and turned to him.
"Sasuke, are you alright? You've been really quiet this whole morning." I asked, as we landed on the school grounds. Sasuke shook his head, and smiled weakly.
"I'm alright, it's just the cold. I wish I could throw snowballs at Naruto right now, that's all." He replied, as we walked up the stairs and into the school, warm air wrapping around us as we walked through the doors, kids flooding the hallway. We still had time. A lot of it apparently. I looked around, seeing a few kids I knew, Sasuke walking silently beside me, just keeping his eyes focused on our lockers in the distance.
"Sakura Haruno! Where were you this morning? We were supposed to meet up in front of the school every morning!" Ino's voice blared into my ears as soon as Sasuke and I arrived at our lockers a few minutes later. I turned my head to her while expertly turning the lock on my locker to be able to open it.
"Oh, I'm sorry Ino. I was a little busy this morning, that's all." I answered, the memories of Sasuke holding me before we woke up, and his head on my shoulder at the door of his bedroom flashing into my mind like heartbeats, both independent of each other. Okay, this is going to be creepy for a little while…Ino sighed, and smirked.
"Are you sure you weren't busy? I mean you came to school with Sasuke Uchiha, the most popular guy in school! Are you sure nothing went on?" She asked, probing. I nodded.
"I'm sure nothing went on, Ino. So, what happened between you and Shikamaru?" I asked, as I started taking off my sweatshirt, and putting my stuff into my locker. Ino clutched her notebooks and folders to her chest, leaning her back against the locker to my left, and sighed.
"Shikamaru went out with Temari last night. I think it was on business, since the Chunin Exams are coming up, and he's a proctor or something like that and she's the Ambassador for the Sand village or something. But still, I'm getting further and further away from him, in a sense, you know?" She asked, explaining herself. I nodded as I started pulling my notebooks and folders out of my bag, saving the textbooks for last.
"Yeah, I know. It sucks when the person you like is such an oblivious jerk and doesn't listen to what you aren't saying. That's what I hate about boys. They're so clueless." I answered. Sasuke shifted, and I heard his jaw tighten.
"Not all boys are like that, you know. Some of them aren't clueless, but just choose to ignore your unspoken feelings." Sasuke snarled as a reply. I snorted, smirking evilly. Am I bad or what? CHA! I turned toward him, crossing my arms over my chest, and lifting my chin to him innocently.
"I guess you're right. Not all boys are as oblivious as you are, Sasuke." I replied lazily, shutting my locker door as I finished pulling my stuff out of it. Sasuke snorted.
"Well maybe if you didn't annoy me so much, then I'd pay more attention to your unspoken feelings. But seeing as you won't change that about yourself, I guess we're both at fault." Sasuke answered, smirking slightly. So he wants to play that way, huh? Alright, have it your way then. I turned around, and looked back at him, blowing him a kiss from over my shoulder.
"How's that for unspoken?" I shot back, giving him a smirk. Sasuke laughed, and narrowed his bright black eyes in amusement.
"That was pretty good, Sakura. I can tell just by that one action, that-" He started, thinking for a second.
"Sakura, its nearly homeroom time, you'd better hurry. You can save this lover's quarrel for lunch, okay?" Ino suggested, starting to drag Sasuke and I toward our homeroom.
"You two did what?" Karin exclaimed, her red hair falling over her shoulders in exasperation. I nodded, as Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, but it was only because I helped him do his dirty laundry." I explained dryly. Karin rolled her cherry red eyes. Well, that's the cold hard truth, Karin. You're the one who butted into Sasuke and I's conversation. Sasuke and I had been talking amongst ourselves, about folding the laundry that we had cleaned, like how we were going to do it, when we were going to do it, and if it was going to take as long as washing it had. I had suggested that we do the laundry after training tonight, of course I would call my parents this time, so that they wouldn't worry, but, still. I was feeling pretty on edge about this, since everyone was staring at us as Karin walked back up to her seat in the front of the room at Mrs. Hatake's instruction. Mrs. Hatake's eyes lingered on Sasuke and I, searching, and slightly disappointed. I snarled low, and stood up.
"Okay, it's not what it sounds like, okay? I was helping Sasuke wash his dirty laundry, because I promised I would. By the time we finished, it was too late for either of us to leave the house, so I stayed overnight. Why is it that you all think we did something? Do you honestly think we would do something?" I asked, slightly pissed off. In truth, it was pissing me off. Everyone was thinking Sasuke and I had sex. And it was infuriating. They wouldn't give up. Mrs. Hatake lifted her chin, and blinked her chocolate eyes.
"I don't think you did anything. I'm just worried about what Kakashi's going to think when I tell him about this. You know how he is when it comes to anything sexual." She replied from the front of the room, everyone in that classroom eyeing her with surprised looks. Karin snorted, tossing her red hair over shoulder.
"Ugh, he always reads those books about porn or something like that. I mean, every time I try to ask him about something, he always gives me this answer that has nothing to do with the question I asked." She responded. Sasuke smirked.
"That's Kakashi for you. Whenever Sakura asks him a question, he pulls one of his porn books out of his pocket and sticks his nose into it, completely ignoring her." Sasuke replied, laughing quietly. I swung my head toward him, narrowing my eyes.
"Oh, and like he never does it to you? Kakashi does it to everyone. That's just how he is." I shot back, Sasuke's irises taking on an amused glint.
"Oh really? When has Kakashi ignored me?" Sasuke asked innocently. I balled my right hand into a fist at my side, my arm shaking.
"Just last week. When you were showing him your version of the Chidori." I replied, my voice a low hiss. Sasuke narrowed his eyes and scowled.
"He told me that it was pretty cool. That he liked the chirping bird noise." Sasuke retorted proudly. I rolled my eyes, turning around.
"And like that's such shining praise. The Chidori is named after that chirping bird noise, for crying out loud. He's the one who created it." I countered, looking at him out of narrowed eyes from over my shoulder. Sasuke leaned his face forward, his eyes flashing red as the Sharingan made its presence known.
"Oh yeah? The only thing he's ever praised you on is your sharp mind! Not on any of your jutsu. Why? Because you don't have any." Sasuke mocked, sticking his tounge out at me. I snapped my teeth together.
"Stick your tounge out at me again, and I'll rip it out of your mouth before you can say, "I am an avenger." Don't push me." I threatened, narrowing my emerald green eyes to burning slits. Sasuke smirked evilly, his lip curling up as his Sharingan eyes glowed devilishly.
"Well then. Wouldn't that be hilarious. Just like the look on your face last night when you fell on top of-" Sasuke started, his lip curling up higher. I didn't wait, or let him finish. I just snapped my right fist upward, my knuckles hitting Sasuke's chin, and shoving him upward.
"Haven't you ever heard of tact?" I exclaimed, as Sasuke flew up into the air, flying in an arc as he flew up through the luckily opened skylight, and landing about 300 meters away from the far left window of the classroom, crashing into a tree on the edge of the training grounds, taking the poor tree down with him, dirty snow rising up from the ground. Mrs. Hatake, Karin, and the other students glanced from my scowling expression to the window, then back at me, their eyes glowing with fear and wonderment. I snorted, crossing my arms over my chest, and turning away as I closed my eyes, my right hand glowing bright blue with my anger, still not reined in. CHA! That's what you get, jerk face! I told you not to push me, and you did it anyway. I could tell by the glances that no girl was going out there to help him. And the boys were probably too scared to risk getting pounded by my Cherry Blossom Impact to get out of their chairs right now. This knowledge pleased me. I was striking fear into the hearts of my classmates, which made me proud of myself. Mrs. Hatake sighed, and sat at her desk, rubbing her temples, as Sasuke walked back into the classroom, dripping wet from falling into the snow. Our eyes met, black and green, anger and frustration echoing each other as the force of our gazes clashed. Sasuke sat down, and I walked over to my seat, patting the top of Sasuke's sopping wet head as I passed him, sitting down carefully. Sasuke swung his scowling face toward me, beyond pissed.
"I'll get you for this, Sakura Haruno. Just you wait." He snarled, his eyes taking on a devilish glow. I lifted my eyebrows, and smiled, or rather smirked.
"I'll look forward to it, Sasuke Uchiha. Hit me with your best shot." I retorted, tapping the tip of his nose with my index finger gently, Sasuke's eyes watching my fingertip touch his nose, those onyx irises glowing with surprise at my sudden switch. Go on, Sasuke. I know you want to. Make it hurt really bad. After all, I punched you into snow. I know you can do much worse. My green eyes sparkled. Yeah, he could do much worse than punching me into snow. Maybe he could throw snowballs at me after school, just like the old days. Sasuke smiled gently.
"I already have an idea of how I'm going to pay you back. And Naruto's going to help me." Sasuke replied. I smiled brightly.
"I can't wait." I answered. So it's going to be a snowball fight. Cha, cha, cha! I stopped stock still.
"Wait, Naruto's going to help you?" I asked, slamming my hands down on my thighs. Sasuke smirked, and nodded.
"Yup. Twice the upper arm strength." He answered, his lip curling up higher. I narrowed my eyes, and snarled as my temper rose again.
"Are you KIDDING me! SHANNARO!" I cried, my voice echoing throughout the classroom with the force of my anger. Sasuke smirked again.
"Payback's an asshole, isn't it?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. I slammed my head down onto the top of my desk. I'll say…