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Written By: Kumi-Chan/Tobi-Is-Fluffy-Chan

Chapter 14: You Only Live Once

Last Chapter:

Hidan stands up.

He gives me a look.

"See you tomorrow... Saku."

Oh god...

Sasuke

It's Saturday; today's the big football game that starts in the afternoon. Sakura and Ten-Ten were nice enough to invite me to watch them cheer. Neiji didn't really protest at the idea, though.

However, Naruto did.

"Don't go there, man!" He tells me. "It's filled with people outside the clan and those richie-rich snobs."

I roll my eyes.

He does have a point.

"They'll be up your ass, un." Deidara adds, backing him up.

Just great. Two blondes working together to bring down an Uchiha like me.

"Look," I sigh. "I'm not going to watch a bunch of richie-rich kids gamble on who's gonna win or to watch the damn game. Only reason I'm goin' is because Sakura invited me out there to go watch her cheer."

Deidara and Naruto are silent for a moment. "So... Sexy ass pinkette invited you to watch her cheer... In a tight-fitted... short... sexy... pom-pom outfit, hm?" Deidara questions, rubbing his chin. A perverted smirk is playing on his face which makes my blood boil. Sakura's my girl... But he doesn't know it yet.

And apparently, Naruto has blabbered on about us, yet.

Well, I'll be damned.

He came through for me.

I then turn to Deidara. "Yeah, you got a fuckin' problem with that?" - "And, no. None of you two are even coming to the game with me."

Before Deidara can give me lip, I'm already walking out the Uchiha Warehouse.

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I arrive at the field a little early.

Our school team is doing a couple of warm-up drills before the game begins. A couple of north-siders have arrived early and are watching in anticipation.

When they all give me a look, at the sight of this Uchiha approaching the bleachers, I narrow my eyes, startling them all.

That sure did make them turn the other way.

Slowly taking a seat, I scan the large field. The girls aren't out yet. Sakura isn't either.

Probably practicing some routine off somewhere...

I spot Burro Face and a couple of his friends coming my way. Looks like I got company.

He approaches the bleachers and stands in front of me, hands planted on his hips and sweat beating down his forehead. Those wicked pink eyes and that flashy, toothy smile makes me clench my fists and grit my teeth. What the hell does he want?

"Problem?" I question in a calm tone.

He looks me from my head to my toe.

"You got fucking guts, Uchiha. Showing your face around my field." He says, giving looks to his two buff jocky friends.

This cocky bastard...

I smile. I know where to get him good. "Oh, don't worry. I didn't come here to see you lose. I came here to see my girl cheer." - "You know, pink hair. Green eyes, rockin' body and personality. About this tall." I hold up a hand to show a legit estimate of Sakura's height. His cocky expression and stance suddenly turns to complete annoyance and pissy. Shrugging my shoulders, I grin at the pissed-off expression that Hidan is sporting.

"Hidan! So unyouthful for you to be talking during such an important practice!" The coach, I think Gai was his name, yells at the top of his lungs.

He jabs a finger at Hidan and his two friends, making them go back over to him; but not before Burro Face exchanges loathing looks and a couple of last words, "Don't you mean, my girl?"

My eyebrows furrow.

What the fuck does he mean by that?

Sakura

After the game on Saturday afternoon, a game we won due to Neiji's touchdown pass with four seconds to go in the game, I'm talking to Ten-Ten and the M-factors on the side of the field. We're trying to figure out where we want to celebrate the victory.

"How about Ichiraku Pizzaria?" Megumi calls out.

Everyone agrees, becuase Ichiraku has the best ramen shop and the best pizzaria place in town. Mari is on a diet and is craving their special house salad, so it's a done deal.

As we figure out the logistics, I look over at Hinata talking to Hikaru. I walk over to them. "Hey, guys," I greet. "You want to hang out at Ichiraku Pizzaria with us?"

Hikaru's eyebrows furrow in confusion. Hinata's aren't, though. "Sure," Hinata says.

Hikaru looks from Hinata to me, then back. She says something in a different language, then says she'll meet us at the restaurant.

"What did she say?" I question, curiosity laced in my tone.

"She... wanted to know why you'd ask us to hang with you and your friends."

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her that I'm one of your friends, although as a hint my friends call me Hina, not Hinata."

I lead her over to the rest of my friends, then look over at Ten-Ten, who admitted to being jealous of my friendship with Hinata not too long ago. But instead of acting or being cold to her, she smiles at Hinata and asks to show her how she does the double back-flips in our routines. It just reinforces why she's my best friend. Moriko seems as stunned as Hikaru when I informs everyone that Hikaru and Hinata will be joining us at Ichikaru's Pizzaria, but she doesn't say anything.

Maybe... just maybe, this is a small step toward what Dr. Danzo calls "bridging the gap". I'm not naïve enough to think I can change Konoha overnight, but over the past weeks my perceptions of certain people have changed. I hope their perceptions of me have changed, too.

At the restaurant, I'm sitting next to Hinata. A bunch of guys from the football team have come in, so the restaurant has been taken over by Konoha High students. Temari walks in with Hidan. He's got his arm around her as if they're a couple. Ten-Ten, on the other side of me, says, "Tell me she doesn't have her hand in his back pocekt. That is so lame."

"I don't care," I tell her, easing any worries she might have about me being upset. "If they want to date, all the more power to them."

"She's only doing it because she wants everything you had. It's a competition thing with her. First, taking your position on the squad, now putting her claws into Hidan. Next thing you know she'll want to change her name to Sakura."

I roll my eyes in annoyance. "Very funny."

"Pssh!" Ten-Ten scoffs. "You say that now," she says, then moves in close and whispers, "It won't be so funny if she wants Sasuke next."

I give her a look. "Now that's not funny."

Neiji walks in a Ten-Ten waves him over. He can't squeeze into a chair so Ten-Ten gives up her seat then sits on his lap. They start making out, then that's my cue to turn away and talk to Hinata.

"How are things progressing with you-know-who?" I ask, knowing I can't bring up Naruto's name because she doesn't want Hikaru to know she has the hots for him.

A heavy sigh escapes her lips. "They're not."

"Why not? Didn't you have the talk with him like I told you to?"

"N-No... He's been acting like a complete dick, completely ignoring the fact that we got together that one night. I'm thinking he doesn't bring it up because he doesn't want it to go farther."

I think of me breaking up with Hidan and going for Sasuke. Everytime I break our of what is expected of me and finally do what feels right, I feel stronger. "Take a risk, Hina. I guarantee it's worth it."

"Y-You just called me Hina..."

"I know. Is that okay?"

She pushes my shoulder playfully. "Yeah, Saku... It's fine."

Talking to Hina about Naruto makes me feel adventurous, and feeling adventurous makes me think of Sasuke. As soon as we're done eating, and everyone starts leaving, I call Sasuke on my cell as I'm walking to my car.

"Do you know where Club Mystique is?"

"Yeah."

"Meet me there tonight at nine."

"Why? What's up?"

"You'll see," I say, then hang up but I realize Temari is right behind me. Did she hear me talking to Sasuke?

"Hot date tonight?" She asks.

That answers my question. "What have I done to you to make you hate me so much? We're friends one minute, and the next I feel like you're plotting against me."

Temari shrugs, then flips her hair back. The gesture alone is a sign I can no longer consider her my firend. "I guess I'm sick of living in your shadow, Saku. It's time to give up your reign. You've played Konoha High's princess for so long. It's time to give someone else a chance to be in the spotlight."

"You can have the spotlight. Enjoy it," I tell her. She has no clue that I never wanted it in the first place. If anything, I just used the spotlight to enhance the show I put on for everyone else.

When I get to Club Mystique at nine, Sasuke sneaks up behind me outside. I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Whoa, girl," he says, taken aback. "I thought we were keepin' this thing between us a secret. I hate to tell you, but a bunch of north siders from Konoha High are right over there. And they're staring at us."

"I don't care. Not anymore."

"Why?"

"You only live once."

He seems to like my answer, because he takes my hand in his and leads me to the back of the line. It's cold outside, so he opens his leather jacket and evelopes me in his warmth while we wait to get in.

I look up at him, our bodies pressed together. "Are you going to dance with me tonight?" I ask.

"Hell, yeah."

"Hidan never wanted to dance with me."

"I'm no Hidan, darling, and never will be."

"Good. I've got you, Sasuke. And I realize it's all I need and I'm ready to share it with the world."

Inside the club, Sasuke immediately heads for the dance floor with me. I ignore the gawking stares from Konoha students from my side of town as I pull Sasuke close to me and we move as one to the beat.

We move together as if we've been a couple forever, every movement in sync with each other. For the first time ever, I'm not afraid of what people think of me and Sasuke together. Next year, in college, it won't matter who came from what side of town.

Kiro, a boy I danced with the last time I came to Club Mystique taps me on the shoulder as the music makes the dance floor vibrate. "Who's the new stud?" He asks, winking an eye at me.

With a smile, I gladly tell him, "Kiro, this is my boyfriend, Sasuke. Sasuke, this is Kiro."

"Hey, man," Sasuke says as he hold out his hand and quickly shakes Kiro's.

"I have a feeling this guy won't make the same mistake the other one did." Kiro says to me.

I don't answer, because I feel Sasuke's hands around my waist and back and it feels so right to have him here with me. I think he liked me calling him my boyfriend, and it felt so good to say it out loud. I lean my back against his chest and close my eyes, letting the rhythm of the music and the movement of our bodies mold together.

After we've been dancing awhile and need a breather, we walk off the dance floor. I whip out my cell phone and exclaim, "Pose for me."

With just a tap on my touch-screen, the camera flashes and the picture snaps. The first picture I take is of him trying to pose like a cool bad boy. It makes me laugh. I take another one before he can strike a pose this time.

"Let's take one of the both of us," he suggests, pulling me close. I press my cheek against his while he takes my cell and puts it as far away as he can reach, then freezes this perfect moment with a tap. After the picture is taken, he embraces me into his arms and kisses me.

Once on the cheek, then a peck on the lips. That peck is enough to make me smirk and bring his lips back to mine. Our one small kiss turned into somethingso surreal and deep. Before we both know it, we're kissing each other deeply and getting too caught up in the kiss.

He breaks away from it. With a smug grin, he chimes in my ear, "I think you may want to save all of that for later, Pinkie..."

A smile is playing on my lips, but I nod in agreement. Leaning against Sasuke, I scan the crowd. On the first floor, right by the balcony, is Hidan; he's the last person I thought would be here.

His angry eyes meet mine. Those pink eyes of his are blazing and he's gritting his teeth. The way he's gripping the balcony... He might bend the metal. Then, he makes a big show of kissing the girl standing next to him. It's Temari. And she's kissing him back with all she's got while he grabs her butt and grinds against her. She knew I'd be here tonight with Sasuke, and she obviously planned this.

"You want to go?" Sasuke asks as he catches sight of Hidan and Temari.

I turn to face him and once again I'm breathless just looking at his beautiful, strong features.

Fuck Hidan... Sasuke's much better. In fact, he's too better. In a way, I'm glad we ended up as chemistry partners. Wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer to me, I shake my head. "Hope. Who gives a fuck about them? But it's so hot in here. Take off your jacket."

He hesitates before saying, "I can't..."

I give him a confused look. "Why not?"

He winces.

"Tell me the truth, Sasuke."

He tucks a loose strand of hair that's fallen in my face behind my ear. "Pinkie, this isn't Uchiha turf. It's the Konoha 5's territory, a rival of the Uchiha clan. Your friend Kiro is one of them."

What? When I suggested we come here, I never thought about territory or gang affiliation. I just wanted to dance. "Oh, God, Sasuke, I put you in danger. Let's get out of here!" I say frantically.

Sasuke pulls me close and whispers in my ear, "You only live once, isn't that what you said? Dance with me again."

"But-"

He cuts me off with a kiss so powerful I forgot what I was supposed to be upset about. And as soon as I come to my senses, we're back on the dance floor.

All of a sudden I hear an upbeat tune starting to blare from the heavy speakers. The female dj, grabs a mike and with a smug smile, she exclaims, "I hope you all are having a great fucking time on the dance floor! This next track that's 'bout to drop is a new single called, I Like That." The crowd scattered on the dance floor suddenly becomes larger, and a dubstep beat starts to play.

This makes me want to dance more.

I like that.

I like that.

Sasuke and I move closer to each other as the song begins.

My body rocks a rhythm. You beat my drum hard.

I might just kick it- kick it, you wanna' lick it- lick it..

I love to stick it- stick it from London to L.A.

This song is too good. It's got me dancing even harder. I wrap my arms around Sasuke's neck and pull him closer, twirling my hips. His hand are now placed on my hips, guiding them as if he's their instructor.

I love the gucci-gucci. I love the dollar bill.

I love your pocket- rock it. You live to shock it-shock it.

I love the way you smile. I might just bite your lip.

I see you talkin-talkin. Your hands are talkin-talkin.

Then at that moment, the beat drops and the crowd is in an uproar. This song is the jam and I love dancing with Sasuke. I quickly peck him on the lips, staring intensively into his mysterious but sexy onyx eyes.

However, out of the corner of my eye, I catch sight of two odd balls. Hidan and Temari. On the dance floor; she grinding on him and he's staring into our direction. His eyes say something, but I'm to into Sasuke to even interpert what he's trying to tell me.

I just wonder. When will he realize it's over?

We beat the odds and dance dangerously so close to the sharks, but come out without a scratch. The danger lurking around ends up heightening our awareness of each other. As the song ends, Sasuke and I are breathing for air. We danced nice and hard. When we head over to the bar, Sasuke holds me from behind while I order a glass of sparkling water and he orders a root beer.

The bass of a song is still beating and the treble is low; basically, the whole club is pumped up and dancing and fist-pumping the night away.

Bringing the cup to my lips, I start to sip but again, my eye catches sight of the two same people. Hidan and Temari now at the bar. Are they following us or something? Temari excuses herself from Hidan and walks past us.

With a sigh, I turn to Sasuke. He turns to me. Downing his drink, a grin crepts onto his lips.

"What is it, Pinkie?" He whispers in my ear, pulling me close.

I smirk back at him. "Didn't know you could dance like that..."

With a roll of his onyx colored eyes, he sets down his drink and backs up a couple of feet from me. Sasuke starts dancing; he's fist-pumping, moving in a rhythm to the beat and throws in a couple of breakdancing moves.

All in all, he's perfect.

Clapping my hands, I wave him back over. "Impressive." I say. With a short kiss on the lips, he's back drinking his root beer.

Before a swallow he tells me, "Never doubt an Uchiha, Pinkie." I nod, finishing my beverage.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

He nods. "I'll wait here."

In the girl's restroom, Temari is fixing her makeup in the mirror. I see her. She sees me.

"Hi," I say.

She gives me a look, turning back to her task. After applying on some blush, she turns to me, looks me from my head to my toe. Temari walks past me without a word. It's a taste of what it's like to be a north sider outcast, but I don't care.

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At the end of the night, as Sasuke is walking me to my car, I take his hand in mine and look up at the stars. The sky is midnight blue. It's beautiful.

"If you could wish on a star right now, what would you wish for?" I ask him.

"For time to stop."

"Why?"

He shrugs. "'Cause I could live forever in this moment. What would you wish for?"

"That we'd go to college together. While you want to stip the future from happening, I look forward to it. Wouldn't it be great if we went to the same school? I mean it, Sasuke."

He pulls away from me. "For someone who wanted to take things slow, you sure are plannin' far in advance."

"I know. I'm sorry. I can't help it. I applied early decision to the University of Konoha to be close to my sister. That place my parents are sending her is a few miles away from campus. It wouldn't hurt to apply, would it?"

He looks up at the sky again.

"I guess."

My eyes must be sparkling right now. I'm beaming an incredulous smile right now. "Really?"

He laughs at my squeaky voice; I'm happy beyond words.

"He squeezes my hand. "Anything to see you smile like that."

Sasuke

"I need an update on the Sakura situation," Deidara says while I'm hanging outside the hideout. "Guys are makin' side bets, and most of them are bettin' are you, hm. They know something I don't, yeah?" He purses his lips and places his hands on his hips.

From the way he was standing... He looked pretty feminine; so like a female.

"Hey! Sexy mama!" - "Wanna' come have some fun?" A random member of the gang shouts to Deidara.

The blonde turns around, holding up a fist. "I'm a fucking guy, un!" He shouts in anger, gritting his teeth.

The other guy gives him a look. He's silent for a second. "... You still want to go out and have some fun...?"

Deidara's eyes narrow even further. He purses him lips as if he's contemplating what to do next. "... What is "fun" in your pathetic eyes, un? I'm not gay, yeah."

"We could eat some sushi... Smoke a joint... And-"

All it took was the key words: smoke a joint.

This blonde was in.

When Deidara got high... He babbled on and on about his secret hobbie. Sculpting. So, yeah. That's what got him on board.

"Hold on, yeah. I need to get a couple of things and wrap up this convo', hm." He announces, turning back to me. "Like I was saying before. They know somethin' I don't, un?"

I shrug, then look over at Sasu, shiny from my wash earlier. If my motorcycle could talk, he'd beg me to save him from Deidara. But I'm not about to spill my info with Sakura. Not yet, at least.

Tobi walks up to us and waves Deidara away. "We need to talk, Sasuke," Tobi says in a tone that means business, "about that favor we were talking about. On Halloween night, you'll take a rental car, drive it to the drop-off, and exchange the goods for the green. Think you can handle that?"

My brother is right. I do have my father's blood running through my veins. By doing the drug deal, I'll secure my future in the Uchiha clan, which is my birthright. I inherited the Uchiha clan.

"There's nothing I can't handle," I tell Tobi, even as I feel the pit of my stomach lurch. I knowingly lied to Sakura. Her face lit up when she talked about possibly going to college together. I couldn't tell her the truth, that not only am I staying in the Uchiha gang, I'm about to exchange goods for the green.

Tobi pats me on the back. "That's my loyal brother. I knew the Uchiha clan would come before your fear. We're brothers, no?"

"Always." I answer so he knows I'm loyal to him and the clan. It isn't the drug I fear. It's that the deal signifies the end of any dreams I had. By doing it, I'll cross over the line. Like my father.

"Yo, Sasuke."

Naruto is standing a few feet away. I hadn't even noticed Tobi left.

"What's up?"

"I need your help, brother." Naruto says.

"You, too?"

He gives me that I am Naruto and I am exasperated expression. "Just take a ride with me."

Three minutes later I'm in the passenger seat of a borrowed red Camaro.

I sigh. "You gonna tell me what you want help with or are you keeping me in suspense?"

He shrugs. "Actually, I'm gonna keep you in suspense."

I roll my eyes. Soon, we pass a sign. I read the WELCOME TO sign on the side of the road. "Konoha Palace?" What does Naruto want in this wealthy suburban town?

"Trust," Naruto says.

"What?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Best friends need to trust each other."

I lean back, totally aware I'm brooding like one of those guys in a bad Western movie. I agreed to do a drug deal and now I'm heading into upper-class suburbia for apparently no reason.

"Ah, here it is." Naruto says.

I look up at the sign. "You've got to be kiddin'."

"Nope."

"If you're plannin' to rob the place, I'll stay in the car."

Naruto rolls his blue eyes and plasters a goofy smile on his face. "We're not here to rob a bunch of golfers."

"Then why drag me all the way out here?"

"My golf swing. Come on, get off your ass and help."

"It's fifty-five degrees outside and the middle of October, Naruto."

"It's all a matter of priority and perception."

I sit in the car, contemplating on how to get home. Walking will take too long. I don't know where the closest bus stop is and... and... and I'm going to kick Naruto's ass for bringing me to a fucking golf range.

I stalk over to where Naruto is setting down a basket of balls. Man, there are probably a hundred of them.

"Where'd you get that club?" I ask.

Naruto swings it in the air like a propeller. "From the guy who rents the balls. You want one so you can hit a few?"

"No."

Naruto points the end of the golf club at the green wooden bench situated behind him. "Then sit over there."

As I sit, my gaze wanders to the other guys hitting balls in their sections, warily eyeing us out of the corners of their eyes. I'm all too aware that Naruto and I look and dress drastically different from the rest of the guys at the range. Jeans, T-Shirts, and bandannas on our heads make us stick out while most of the golfers are wearing long-sleeve golf-shirts, Dockers, and no distinguishing marks on their skin. My black leather jacket makes the whole situation even worse.

I don't normally care, but after the talk with Tobi, I want to go home, not be a spectacle. I rest my elbows on my knees, watching Naruto make a complete fool out of himself. Naruto takes a little white golf ball and places it on top of a rubber circle inserted into the fake grass. When he swings the golf club, I wince. The club misses the ball and connects with fake grass instead. Naruto swears. The guy next to Naruto takes one look at him and moves to another section.

Naruto tries again. This time the club connects, but his ball only rolls along the grass in front of him. He keeps trying, but each time Naruto swings, he makes a complete ass out of himself. Does he think he's hitting a hockey puck?

"You done?" I ask once he's gone through half the basket.

"Sasuke," Naruto says, leaning on the golf club like it's a cane. "Do ya' think I was meant to play golf?"

Looking Naruto straight in the eye, I answer, "No."

"I heard you talkin' to Tobi. I honestly do not think you were meant to deal, either."

"Is that why we're here? You're tryin' to make a point?"

"Hear me out," Naruto insists. "I've got the keys to the car in my pocket and I'm not going anywhere until I finish hitting all of the balls, so you might as well listen. I'm not smart like you. I don't have choices in life, but you, you're smart enough to go to college and be a doctor or computer geeks or somethin' like that. Just like I wasn't meant to hit golf balls, you weren't meant to deal drugs. Let me do the drop for you."

"No way, man." I say, actually touched at what he's trying to say. "I appreciate you makin' an ass out of yourself to prove a point, but I know what I need to do," I tell him.

Naruto sets up a new ball, swings, and yet again the ball rolls away from him. "That Sakura sure is hot. She going to college?"

I know what Naruto is doing; unfortunately my best friend is nothing less that obvious. "Yep. To a university up north in Konoha." To be close to her sister, the person she cares for more than herself.

Naruto whistles. "I'm sure she'll meet a lot of guys up there. You know, real guys with oxfords and laplander hats." - "Hidan might even think of following her, or contacting her..."

My muscles tense. I don't want to think about it. I ignore Naruto until we're back in the car. "When are you going to stop stickin' your ass into my business I ask him.

He chuckles, scratching his head full of blonde spikes. "Never."

"Then I guess you won't mind me bargin' into yours. What happened between you and Hina, huh?"

He suddenly frowns. "We fooled around..." - "It's over."

"You might think it's over, but I don't think she does."

"Yeah, well, that's her p-problem." Naruto narrows his eyes, closing his mouth. He turns the radio on and his blares the music loud.

He's never dated anyone because he's scared of getting close to someone. Even Hina isn't aware of all the abuse he's endured at home. Believe me, I understand the reasons behind his keeping a distance from a girl he cares about.

Naruto loves Hina.

Anyone could see that.

But the truth is, sometimes getting close to the fire does actually burn you.

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