Love Story—by angeLix
" I'm hungry. Do you know how to cook?" asked Uchiha Sasuke.
Sakura eyed him, very offended. " Do you know how to cook?"
" No."
" Then go ahead and starve to death."
He stared at her blankly before scoffing in disdain. " Whatever."
Chapter 11: Mwuah.
Uchiha-Haruno mansion
Evening, after school.
" NO! SHUT UP! I'M NOT YOUR PERSONAL SLAVE YOU CAN ORDER AROUND ALL DAY!"
Sasuke closed his eyes in irritation and took a very deep breath. Once he opened his eyes he said, " I'm hungry. I can't cook. Not only I but also you are gonna starve to death if you don't. Should I explain everything?"
Sakura fumed, as she grabbed something in the back pocket of her jeans. Unfolding the paper quickly she nearly dropped it on the ground, she shoved it in front of his face. " WE HAD A CONTRACT! ARTICLE 5, SECTION 4! WE HAVE FAIR DIVISIONS OF CHORES UNTIL ONE OF US SECRETLY HIRE A SERVANT THAT WOULD NOT DROP DEAD AT THE SIGHT OF YOU! YOU SIGNED IT!"
" Look, either pick cooking our food or letting me cook and poison both you and myself." Sasuke stated with a tone of finality. " What would you prefer?"
Sakura could not do anything but gnash her teeth together. She knew she lost this battle, since she valued her life a lot. And judging by her near to death experience in the kitchen with Sasuke, she figured he was truly telling the truth. As she stomped away, she angrily glanced back at the Uchiha who sat comfortably on the couch, punching on a button on the remote control.
She could only gnash her teeth harder while she worked and he relaxed in front of the TV.
Flipping her foldable cellphone she pressed the speed dial for Naruto's number. She then pressed the receiver onto her ear, listening to the boring ringing on the other line.
Hello? HELLO? IS ANYBODY ANSWERING THE PHONE? 'COZ I'M IN A HURRY, THE THREE MINUTE WAIT IN MY RAMEN'S NEARLY OVER AND I CAN'T LET IT OVERCOOK—
" Naruto? It's Sakura."
Oh, hello Sakura-chan! Uhm, is this an emergency, Sakura-chan? I can't stay long on the phone 'coz the three minute wait—
" I know, Naruto. The three minute wait. Anyway, do you know anything that I could cook for dinner? I'm starving and so is the bastard."
YOU'RE COOKING FOR THE BASTARD! YOU CAN'T DO THAT SAKURA-CHAN—Oh no, it's overcooking, it's overcooking! Ueno call the fire station!
Immediately, Naruto-sama! (said a faint voice)
" Hello? Hello, Naruto, you still there?"
Yup, still here, you can't cook for him, Sakura-chan, better off poisoning him than feed him with your superb cooking! Let him suffer! He deserves it for he's such a bas—NOOOOOOOOOOOO! OVERCOOKING! Wait, let me taste this first.. OW. OW. OW OW OW OW OW OW—
" Uh.. Naruto? Should I hang up?"
Sandwich! Anything easy! OW OW OW OW OW OW.. gotta go Sakura-chan, see you tomorrow! OW OW OW OW OW..
-BEEP-
Sakura stared at her phone in bewilderment. Flipping it back to it's previous position she lid it in her pocket, grabbed an apron from the rack and stood in front of the kitchen counter.
" Look's like I have no choice." She sighed.
As she was about to reach for the knife, she stopped. She suddenly remembered something that could very useful.
IS ANYBODY ASNWERING THE PHONE? 'COZ I'M IN A HURRY, THE THREE MINUTE WAIT—
" No.. not that one."
OW OW OW OW OW—
" What the—!"
Finally, the right one popped in her mind just before she could curse at herself for being so forgetful.
Better off poisoning him than feed him with your superb cooking!
Sakura's frown slowly evolved into a smirk. A frighteningly devilish smirk that could scare Satan back to his depths of earth. A smirk that could even out throw the famous Uchiha's!
Oh, she's not planning to poison Sasuke, of course! She was not too gory to commit such thing, even to an arch nemesis. But she's making sure she's going to do a more painful alternative than poisoning.
" I think I need protective gear with this." Sakura said.
This was going to be a looooong night.
- - -
Kakashi sighed at the load of books he carried on his way to the school parking lot.
Teachers had such hard jobs of teaching people that he saluted them. I mean, come on, not everyone's a genius! Patience got them working harder and harder. Kakashi cannot do that for a very long time, for he was a complete lazy-ass and had the hobby of setting aside meetings in exchange for his porn reading hobby.
Not only did he have to teach neophytes about (no, not about porn) some guy with a mustache and beard (who apparently was a well known author all over parts of London), but he did not have Haruno Sakura in his classes today. And he cancelled his meetings for this!
The main reason why he wanted to met so much this girl was to know her better. If she's any good for his little googly-puff. If Sasuke's despising her every time he had the chance, then she must be one of those 'I-heart-Sasuke-kun!' girls he was always throwing stuff around in frustration for. She must be sooo clingy Sasuke's determined to cut off his arm!
Well, that was his initial impression. He was yet to know who she really was. As the saying goes,
Do not judge a book by it's cover, for some books may be all innocent outside but inside it's suddenly filled with useless PORN. Sasuke's voice mysteriously echoed through Kakashi's brain.
Wha..? Porn's useless? Asked Kakashi mentally, his brows twitching in confusion.
Uhm, actually not really—I mean.. YES! Of course! So stop reading it!
No thanks. Kakashi chirped, tying the random Sasuke voice with thick rope, gagged him with something like a used sock, spun him around for no apparent reason at all, and threw him into a pile of random stuff and thoughts. The random Sasuke voice was burning and dying because the pile of thoughts were so full of PORN.
He's allergic to porn.
You can't imagine how much Sasuke's suffering because of porn! For the Uchiha boy porn can cause..
Asthma attacks,
Heart diseases,
Sudden surge of blood pressure,
Sudden discoloration,
Loss of blood due to excessive nosebleeds,
And rashes.
But I will not give up! Kakashi roared mentally, determination in his face and a fist raised, THIS IS A REVOLUTION!
" YOSH! FIGHTING SPIRIT!" Kakashi said, nodding his head.
He then grabbed his phone and dialed someone's number quickly. Placing the receiver upon his ear, he waited for someone to answer.
Good evening, you have reached the line of Maximedia productions, how can we be of service?
" Youna, it's me."
Kakashi-san! Hikaru's manager was furious! He was shouting in rage, spit flying all around—
" Really?" Kakashi raised his brow at this recent discovery. He had always hated that guy, the git-slash-manager-of-Sasuke's-love-pair-in-movies. He wished the bastard got a heart attack. Oh, he really did wish sooo hard.
He almost had a heart attack because of anger! He says he's gonna get you, Kakashi-san—
" Darn it!" Kakashi cursed at the misfortune. ALMOST! Maybe if he shoved Yukino Hikaru down a well, would it suffice a real heart attack? Would it? " Anyway, Youna, I called to—"
Fortunately he had given us another chance and appointed a meeting tomorrow at noon, so please, don't miss it! Or else I might face he's senseless wrath again. It was horrifying!
" –cancel all my appointments for tomorrow."
NO!
" Okay, thanks, Youna! I'll surely be back by the next day." Kakashi beamed in happiness.
NO, KAKASHI-SAN—
-BEEP!-
Kakashi continued to beam. " Youna-san is so generous!"
- - -
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
Oi, Naruto! I am sooooooo boared! Wait, did is spelled boared wrong? You know, like nothing to do and just staring in space idly?
Text message: received! Time: 8:41 P.M. By: Naruto to Kiba
Oh at least you just have nothing to do I have to call the fire station 'coz something's burning in my house
Text message: received! Time: 8:45 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
Burning? YOUR ON FIRE!
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Kina
No you idiot my ramen's on fire and I asked Ueno to call the fire station so they can put it out
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
YOU CAN'T CALL THE FIRE STATION FOR OVERCOOKING RAMEN! AND YOU SAY I'M THE IDIOT!
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Kiba
At least I don't spell bored wrong like you, you wrong speller
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
I know how to spell, thank you very much! I just can't consult a dictionary right now! Anyhow, how is Sakura-chan doing with the bastard?
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Neji to Kiba
New English teacher. I heard he's looking for Sakura. Heard anything about it?
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Neji
Really! Isn't that illegal and socially banned?
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Neji to Kiba
Not that kind of way you inconsiderate git.
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Neji
Oooh. I see. Nope. But I saw the substitute, he's kind of nice-looking. And kinda young.. I dunno. He's got a weird hairstyle.
Text message: received!Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Neji to Kiba
I don't really care about his hairstyle right now.
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Kiba
HEY KIBA I THOUGHT YOU WERE TEXTING ME AND EVERYTHING YOU HURTFUL GUY YOU FORGOT ALL ABOUT ME
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
Neji's texting me right now too. And you text without breaks so you're boring.
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Kiba
YOU ASS I'M THE MOST INTERESTING PERSON IN THIS PLANET
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
Enough about crap. Did you have our new substitute English teacher today?
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Kiba
YES HIS NAME IS SANADA YUKIMURA-SENSEI HE HELPED ME OPEN MY RAMEN CUP DURING LUNCH HE'S A GENEROUS GUY
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
Neji told me he was looking for Sakura-chan.
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Neji
NEJI ARE YOU SURE SANADA-SENSEI'S LOOKING FOR SAKURA-CHAN I HOPE NOT HE'S A GENEROUS GUY HE HELPED ME OPEN MY RAMEN CUP BUT WHAT IF YOU'RE HEARING WRONG THINGS
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Neji to Naruto
Ever heard of breaks and punctuation marks? Ass. I heard it from a reliable source. I memorized her timetable just a while ago and Sakura has English tomorrow. And how can you call a guy generous just because he opened a ramen cup for you? Idiot. And can you shut off the caps lock in your phone? It's infuriating in my eyes, even if it's colorless.
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Neji
SORRY GOT TO GO NOW I GOT HOMEWORK BYE
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Naruto to Kiba
NEJI'S THE WORST TEXTER EVER!
Text message: received! Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
Ditto!
Text message: received!Time: 8:34 P.M. Sent by: Kiba to Naruto
So.. did I spelled boared right?
- - -
" DINNER!" yelled Sakura from the kitchen.
Sasuke nearly toppled out of the couch with the shout he heard from the female. It had been two hours since she shut herself in that room. She should have cooked something really grandeur to spend so much time in a sweltering hot kitchen.
Striding swiftly away from the living room he entered the kitchen's doors, expecting to see a large feast fit for a movie star like he was.
" Sandwiches?" fumed Sasuke, very pissed. " You spent TWO HOURS in the kitchen only to make two dumb pieces of bread with some stuff in between! DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK REAL FOOD!
Sakura looked at him as if nothing wrong was happening. " That's real food. And it only took me fifteen minutes in the kitchen."
" It felt as if.. it took you much, much longer." Sasuke said dubiously, narrowing his onyx orbs down at the petite female.
Sakura stared at him blankly, then blinked. " No, I didn't take that long."
" SO.. are you gonna eat it, or what?" asked Sakura quite hopefully.
Sasuke raised a brow with this.
" UENO! I TOLD YOU TO CALL THE FIRE STATION!"
" My deepest apologies, Naruto-sama! I shall attend to it immediately!"
Kiba stood in front of a bookshelf.
" Dictionary.. where the heck is the dictionary?"
Kakashi was scribbling a stick man on a piece of paper. He drew the man quite happily, for the stick man's face was smiling.
" THIS IS A REVOLUTION!"
Sasuke picked the sandwich cautiously, then sniffed it doubtfully. He then poked it, carefully peeled the sandwich apart, searching for something that could be worth his doubt.
" Are you gonna eat it, or what?" Sakura asked irritably, as if a fish vendor confronting a fish-poking customer.
Sasuke glared at her for no apparent reason.
Youna had fainted just a good thirty minutes ago.
Neji had thrown his cellphone out his window.
Naruto was about to fire Ueno.
" Fine, I'll eat it." Sasuke decided finally.
Again, picking it up, he lifted the sandwich near his mouth. Sakura almost thought he'd chuck it out somewhere, but her hunch was proved wrong when he took a bite off the corner.
Sakura could only watch as he continued to chew.
Sasuke, inside, felt extremely doubtful. He only complied into eating the sandwich to prove he was a) not a sissy, and b) uhm.. not a sissy, apparently. There could be endless possibilities of what this piece of food could contain. This was the perfect timing for a sabotage, and Sasuke was sure she'd take the chance, based by its rarity. She was a smart woman, though he would not likely admit it to anybody but himself.
But as he continued to chew, as he continued to wait for something foul, nothing came. To tell the truth.. it tasted pretty decent. Very decent indeed.
" It tastes.." Sasuke coughed, clearing his throat, his eyes darting around, " ..fresh."
" Yup," Sakura stifled her laughter, " Sure, really fresh."
" Yes, and that's all there is to it—" Sasuke said in finality, but something made him stop.
Something.. very hot.
Immediately, something very hot and painful stung his tongue repeatedly. Sasuke's eyes began to water as he forced his food down quickly, not bothering to taste anymore of it. He coughed, and coughed, but nothing seemed to change. He was still in very, very, deep pain.
He could hear his fiancée almost die out of laughter. And he did hear snorting.
Sasuke's initial reaction was to find something liquid—and luckily, he found one quite quickly. A glass of water stood right beside the plate where he took the sandwich from. He gulped it down like mad, until he had to dash to the refrigerator for a refill. He was about to gulp down his fourth glass when he felt the pain die down slowly.
Running his tongue through his teeth, he made sure nothing of the pre-digested sandwich was left in his mouth. He turned to glare at the female who can't help but double over in laughter.
" I-I'm sorry!" gasped out Sakura, who was still clutching her sides. " I just couldn't help it! It's the perfect timing. You did let me have the chance you know. I just didn't think you'd be that loose!"
" If sorry is really acceptable, then why the heck do we have police?" Sasuke said quietly, his fist closed quite tightly than normal.
" Don't tell me you're really mad!" said Sakura, still grinning, " I mean, come on, you should have expected me to do it, since you've been pushing me around since I got here—"
" No, I didn't." said Sasuke darkly, as he strode closer to the Haruno. She nervously noted that he was cracking his knuckles noisily, not to mention in a threatening sort of way.
By now, Sakura could not smile anymore. Sasuke, who happened to be her fiancée, was looming grimly towards her, his face absolutely livid. Come on, she never expected this to happen. Who knew Sasuke had the nerve to be pissed off when he was the one bending the rules of their contract and making her do most chores!
Her legs were on the verge of shaking when he was near enough to knock her lights out. Sasuke upturned one side of his mouth into a smirk.
" You really made me angry." He whispered, " I think it's time for retaliation."
Sakura frowned at his behavior. " You're the one who's virtually enslaving me to do most of our chores and you have the nerve to say you're angry! Well guess what, I'm as hell angry as you are! And don't y—"
Sasuke, apparently, had a very intelligent mind when it came to vengeance. For he had grabbed the back of Sakura's neck, leaned down swiftly, and pressed his lips upon Sakura's before the thought of breaking his nose came across her mind.
FIN.