SasuSaku Month 2015
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Day 26- Boarding School.
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Title: A Feminine Touch
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Summary: AU- Confined in an elite school just for boys, it only takes one pink haired girl to show him what the poets mean when they called women beauties. It was all thanks to a cockroach.
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A/N: Well… In this one, I tried to explore Sasuke's sensible, yet indifferent, side. So he might be a bit out of character… Just a little tough… Also, I love literature and I tried to explore this part a bit too… Haha every time I think about this theme, the "Dead Poets Society" comes to my mind XD it's an amazing movie, by the way haha… So, I hope you enjoy it and leave me Reviews!
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'Oh captain, my captain!'
- Walt Whitman.
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Women were a mystery to Uchiha Sasuke.
Not a mystery in a way every man thinks of when they don't understand what they are talking about, but a mystery in a much deeper and concrete way. He didn't know anything about them and he never had the chance of spending some time with one either to take his own conclusions. In all of his 16 years, the raven haired boy had never met a girl his age. He had barely seen a woman at all, to be honest. Apart from the memories of his mother and the old ladies that took care of Konoha Elite Academy for boys, Uchiha Sasuke had never seen a woman. That's it, until he saw her.
The life of the Uchiha heir was never exciting in any way. Ever since his parent's death when he was still a child, his uncle confined him in that preparatory, traditional academy that, for decades, only accepted male students. From that day on, his contact with the external world was limited. Saving a few excursions, some pictures sent by his elder brother that worked in another country, and of course, the description of the many books that could be found at the library; Sasuke's life was deeply connected to the academy, but that was not a reason for him to hate it. In fact, his life was just as it had always been, and that constancy never bothered him at all. It never bothered him until the day when he finally started to appreciate literature.
The books have been the source of his knowledge of the world and of the humans for the 10 years he spent there. They were written by the most brilliant minds that the Fire country has ever seen. Most of them were already dead back then, still, Sasuke wondered if their perspective was still correct. He wondered if the life outside those walls was at least similar to the life described by those secular words. Of course, he was not that blind to the point of believing in everything, but he thought that at least some of it was true. Something had to be correct, and as soon as he left that place, the Uchiha was decided to see the world through his own eyes. He was going to see if life was really that different from his books. If humans were really that constant, and especially, if women were so perfect as they were described by the poets.
When it came to the females, the raven haired boy didn't know anything. He had seen some from afar, but was never really able to analyze what made them so different from men. Of course he knew about the female anatomy and where their bodies are different from his own. He understood about the chromosomes and about their ability of generating a new life in their bodies. That part, thanks to his biology classes, was quite clear in his mind, however, what about the rest? What about their minds? What about their smell? Due to the words used by the poets, Sasuke knew that there had to be more. For someone to be so purely and beautifully eternalized in those books as muses, there had to be more. No one would ever be compared to the blooming of infinite cherry blossoms if there wasn't anything special about her, right?
The idealized concept of the women has always been intriguing for that boy. He has always wanted to know more about the opposite sex, but not in the same way his other male friends did. Those perverts didn't see the world in the same way as he did. They didn't care about the sensible parts of life, and instead of trying to search for a unique feminine beauty, they didn't mind lowering their own critical senses by purchasing those dirty and pornographic magazines. Through the Uchiha's eyes, there was nothing lower or more offensive than that. After all the years the poets have spent idealizing the purity and the decency of the women, the modernity managed to throw all of their words in the trash with one simple magazine full of naked women that can only excite those whose hormones have taken over their whole body- a.k.a teenage boys. Sasuke refused to read those kind of magazines, and he didn't mind his friends' reactions towards his decision. He was a gentleman, his mother taught him to be one. And gentlemen don't disrespect women. Especially when there is one of them around.
Her presence was noticed from the very first moment she stepped inside the academy. Those beautiful emerald eyes of hers, the intriguing, short pink hair, the petit body and that elegant set of skirt and a white shirt that held the academy's emblem on it certainly caught the attention of every single eye in that place. She certainly stood out for her looks, and definitely for the fact that she was a girl. A fresh and young girl in the middle of hundreds of boys. Perhaps she was just lost, they thought on her very first day at the academy. Perhaps she was just visiting and soon she would be gone. Perhaps they were just trapped in a collective madness due to their growing hormones, but that was not the case. They weren't mad and she was certainly not lost. In fact, after the end of her first week as a new student, Haruno Sakura already knew the location of every single building of the campus, every garden and every teacher that worked in that academy. She proved to them she was there to stay. She proved them she was there to change that ancient tradition.
As the days went by, seeing her around that place and in the classes was not that abnormal anymore. Many students even approached her and they even started to create a connection with the girl with pink hair. They said she was nice, communicative and a lot prettier than when seen from afar. It didn't take long before many started to surround her and declare their sudden, yet truthful- as all of them claimed to be- love for her. She didn't accept any of them, of course, and because of that personality of hers, many rumors started to be spread about her. Malicious rumors, fake ones. Everyone was talking about the only girl of the Konoha Elite Academy. She was different, she was intriguing and she wore skirts. And if that was not something to be valued, then none of those perverted boys knew what should be. Sakura was really trapped in a weird place. Luckily, for her, she was not alone in the middle of those brutes.
Saying her presence didn't affect the young Uchiha is certainly a big, fat lie. Like all of the others, Sasuke was also curious about her from the moment she stepped in the academy. He kept watching her from afar, trying to understand a little bit more of what crossed the poets' minds whenever they saw one of her kind. Even if it was later explained that the academy was suffering some adaptions to the new, modern world, the raven haired boy wanted to hear her point of view about entering an all boys institution. He wanted to talk to her a bit before she left and to understand the reason behind her arrival in that hostile territory. He wanted his own chance of interacting with his new colleague, but those stupid fanboys of hers wouldn't just leave her alone. It was annoying, really annoying. And there was no way he would compete against those retards for that girl's attention. He is Uchiha Sasuke, after all, and his cool and distant personality would never let him approach the girl on his own will. Knowing himself, he knew he was mostly just going to wait for her to come and talk to him. And that was exactly what he did… Perhaps none of the books he read taught him anything about starting a relationship.
Two months passed since her arrival and none of them had exchanged a single word ever since. All of his friends had already had their chances of talking to her and his blonde best friend had even become the girl's closest friend among all the others. They all had had the chance of hanging out with her and it was impressive to see how amazed they were about her. Their words would describe her as an amazing girl, who wasn't that girly and that was fun to be with. They would call her intelligent, kind and really sociable for a girl in the middle of so many boys. The stories about her were certainly amazing, but for the Uchiha that was the only thing they were: just stories. And he was tired of just reading them.
He wanted to live them.
He wanted to be the main character.
He wanted to be the poet.
And thanks to a little help from destiny, he was about to be inspired by his own pink haired muse.
Fate decided to act during a special holiday, in which most of the students had returned to their houses to spend some good, four days with their families. For not having anyone waiting for him back at his home- if he even had something to be called home- Sasuke simply stayed at the academy, enjoying the peace of those empty hallways. It was a perfect time for reading and thinking about life since he would have all the silence in the world provided by the absence of his loud, blond best friend. Yes, Konoha Academy became a sanctuary whenever those holidays took most of the students away. No one to bother him. No one to make stupid questions. No one to enter his room without knocking. No stupid boy in that whole building of dormitories.
But she was not a boy… And for the moment, a boy was all she needed.
"AHHH!"
A deafening scream echoed through the hallways, interrupting his peace and almost making him fall from his bed. The voice that released that cry sounded desperate and in an emergency need of help. It was the voice of someone in trouble, who seemed to be struggling against a really strong enemy. It was the thin voice of a girl. The only girl of the whole campus. Apparently, she hadn't gone home for the holidays. Apparently, she was in need of help. And before he knew it, his feet were already dragging him towards the origin of her painful scream.
At first, the Uchiha didn't quite know which direction to follow. There were dozens of rooms just on that floor and apart from his friends', he didn't know where the others resided. He had absolutely no idea of where the pinkette could be. He didn't even know she was in the boy's dormitory, dammit. Finding her would take him a long time, especially after the silence returned to the atmosphere. A silence that, for some reason he couldn't really tell, was just extremely wrong.
His heart started to beat faster at each passed second because of the images his imagination was forming in his head. What if she was hurt? What if she had been attacked by one of those perverts and her mouth was forcedly shut? That possibility was quite possible considering the fact that she was the only girl in an almost deserted academy that was full of complexed, teenager boys. She could have been surprised by one or more of them and she could be harassed at this very moment. All of that uncertainty and that impotence was simply killing the Uchiha and his calm was long gone.
He wouldn't allow that kind of violence against that girl.
He wouldn't let her be stained by a traumatic experience.
He wouldn't let her get hurt.
But for that, he needed to find her first. And when he was about to scream her name, a new signal was sent. A pounding sound that resembled objects falling around that old mahogany floor. She seemed to be trying to defend herself. She seemed to be fighting back and all of those possibilities were making his whole body tremble in excitement. Sakura was standing up for herself and in his mind she seemed like one of the heroines of the stories he has read.
She is a heroine.
And thanks to her loud attacks, he was able to find her room. It was time for him to be the good guy of that story. Of his own story with that pink haired girl. He was going to be the main character of that novel. He was going to be the poet for the first time. He was going to be the hero.
Or that was what he thought before becoming the pervert.
Like in an action scene, the raven haired boy simply pushed the door open, without even bothering to announce his presence from the outside… typical.
"What happened?! What's the pro-"
Black orbs widened, a throat went dry and both of his cheeks turned crimson red immediately. Not only he had entered a girl's room, but also the room of a girl who had just left the shower. And you bet that pink towel wrapped around her body was a sufficient evidence of her previous actions. At least her body seemed to be… healthy.
"AHHH! Get out of here, you pervert!"
Another scream escaped her mouth and her hands were both holding that towel up as if her life depended on it. Her cheeks were also incredibly red and her green eyes were condemning him for being there. It was a girl's room, after all.
"N-No! It's not like that, I was just trying to-" He tried to speak and defend himself, but his eyes were betraying his real reaction, and his real intentions that were aroused when he saw her in nothing but a towel. Sasuke couldn't help but taking note of the curves of her body and of how pretty her eyes were at that moment of rage. Perhaps she was not a delicate beauty like the other women, but she certainly was a beauty, nonetheless.
" I don't care about what you were trying to do! Turn around!"
"Aa-"
The Uchiha quickly turned around when his eyes saw a lamp on one of her hands. He knew she was ready to throw it at him if he didn't do as she told him, and for he saw a mess of objects lying on the floor, he concluded that her arms were more than just ready to toss another component of her room. Yes, delicate was certainly not a common characteristic in between the muses and the girl with pink hair.
Without those obscure eyes on her anymore, Sakura allowed herself to calm down a little. The lamp was still on her hands, just in case that boy tried to do anything funny. The pinkette understood that her loud scream could have been the cause for him to be there, and if that was really the case, she couldn't throw that thing on him. He was just trying to help, after all, but he could have at least knocked on the door. What did he think was going on in there, after all? Some kind of crime?
Boys are so stupid…
Taking a deep breath, the owner of the room decided to start the questions before the tip of his ears exploded in embarrassment. She needed to solve her problem with that raven haired invader before she could deal with the other one.
" What are you doing here?"
"Hn. I didn't mean to look at you or to admire your curves or anything like that. If I knew you were still wrapped around a towel, I wouldn't have entered."
" Tch… Look, I am kinda busy here… So could you please go straight to the point?"
"… I heard you screaming and I thought you were in trouble."
" Trouble? What kind of trouble?"
"…" His ears became even redder. Silly boy. "j-just trouble."
"Oh… OH! No No No! Nothing like that happened!" Her cheeks then turned red as her head shook negatively. Nothing like THAT had happened, for sure.
"Hn, I can see… Then I guess I should be going then."
"Yeah… maybe you should."
" Okay… So, see you around, I guess…"
The pink haired girl simply nodded her head and saw as his hand went towards the doorknob. His long fingers were almost touching it when it suddenly hit her that he could help her with the first invader. That disgusting, brown and creepy invader. Perhaps he could give her a hand, since he was already there. It was not like she couldn't solve her own problems because she was just a girl in the middle of many men, but that kind of problem was just too much for her.
" Wait! Sasuke, wait a minute!"
"Uh?" His head leaned a bit to the left in a mix of confusion and surprise. So she did know his name… interesting
" Could you…" She pouted, but he couldn't see. "Could you help me with something? Since you came all the way here…"
"Hn, I guess it's the least I can do after seeing you- What can I do for you?"
" You see…" Both of the tips of her index fingers were touching each other embarrassedly. Saying that wouldn't really be easy for that proud Haruno Sakura. "T-There is a… a… cockroach around here… And I don't like this kind of thing…"
"Ah, so you screamed because you were afraid of a cockroach?" He turned his head to the left, peeking at her from the corner of his eye. Apparently, she had already gotten used to his presence around there and all of that rage had disappeared.
" I'm not afraid of it!"
" Then why don't you kill it yourself?"
"It's because… They are disgusting…"
Her pouting lips made her voice come out a lot softer than before. For what he could see, Sakura was really afraid of that cockroach. Apparently that same girl who was threatening him with a lamp was also afraid of a bug. Girls are weird, he thought. Still, he basically owned her something after storming into her room like that. Helping her killing that thing wouldn't be that much of a problem, anyway.
With a sigh escaping his lips and after his hand went to scratch the back of his head, the raven haired boy turned around, looking straight into her eyes. He saw her cheeks turning redder and he saw as she tried to look away in embarrassment for a second. If he was going to help, he needed to see where that bug was. And if she wanted his help, then she would have to understand that he had to see her with nothing but a towel wrapped around her. Thankfully, Sakura did not have much shame.
"Okay… Where is it?"
"Last time I saw it, it was under my bed… But then you came in and I lost it."
"Hn… Let me take a look down there then."
"Okay…"
Looking for the cockroach in the middle of the way, Sasuke walked towards the bed, and consequently towards the girl. She was standing right in front of the place where she had last seen the bug and standing just some inches away from each other was certainly inevitable for him to do as he was told. Of course that proximity made both of their hearts beat faster and their cheeks blush in embarrassment. It was hard not to think that there was literally nothing under that towel and for a boy who knew nothing about the feminine world, seeing her like that was certainly a memorable moment. A memorable moment because it didn't last long, for he was a gentleman. He quickly kneeled near the bed and the only part of her body that his eyes could see were her legs. Those creamy, wet and beautiful legs of hers. Dammit, even her feet were interesting for him.
The search for that horrendous animal took him some good 30 minutes, yet he found nothing around her room. He looked under the bed, inside her drawers, behind the mirror and even inside her wardrobe. He looked everywhere and still didn't find a single signal of that bug. Sasuke imagined it had flown away through the window or simply crawled under the door because that cockroach was nowhere to be found. The only thing he discovered from that search, to be honest, was that she had a diary and an incredibly cute, green dinosaur plush on her bed. Perhaps she liked dinosaurs. Perhaps all the girls did. The only thing that he was sure of was that there was no cockroach to be found in there. And it was time for him to return to the silence of his room.
But he forgot that he was dealing with a girl. A girl who was afraid of cockroaches.
"Well… I can't find it."
"W-What do you mean by that?"
"Hn." He stood up, patting his shirt for any possible dust. " I mean that I couldn't find it anywhere in your room… It probably just flew away."
"Probably? So you're not sure?"
"No. All I know is that I couldn't find it, therefore, I'll be going back to my room. Again, sorry for disturbing. Have a good night." The Uchiha turned away from her, starting his way back to the exit. He was finally going back to his bed and to his room. No more searching for bugs and no more sharing the room with an almost naked girl. He was done with new discoveries for that day. Unfortunately, she wouldn't let him go that easily.
"YOU CAN'T!" Sakura screamed, tugging into his forearm and preventing his departure. His skin was in direct contact with the edge of her towel and it was already getting soaked. Even if she knew that position was probably embarrassing, there was no way she was going to be left alone with that thing.
"Ah?! What are you-"
"Y-You can't leave me here… with that thing… What if it's still here? What if it appears when you're gone? What if it walks over me while I sleep?!"
"Hn, then you just hit it with your lamp." He smirked, looking at the girl who was still hanging on his forearm. He couldn't believe she was really afraid of something that small. Someone with such a strong grip, afraid of such a small bug. Even if he wanted to, her strength wouldn't let him walk away freely. The girl with pink hair was really decided not to be left alone with that bug and she no longer cared about how stupidly she was acting. Sakura was not going to be left alone in that room. He was going to be by her side until that cockroach was far away from her room, she was going to make sure of that. Desperate situations asked for desperate measures.
" This is not funny, Sasuke!"
"It's just a bug."
"No, it's not! It's disgusting, creepy and it even flies!"
" So what? Tch, look… I tried to find it, but I couldn't. Even if I search for the whole night, I won't find it. So give up already and go to bed."
" I can't sleep knowing it's still around here."
"Then don't sleep."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Hn, what else do you suggest then, genius? Sleeping in a boy's room?"
His words entered her ears and a light was lit up inside her brain. Her eyes widened, her grip on his arm loosened a bit and her lips parted as if she was thinking. That idea… It wasn't that bad, after all.
"This isn't a bad idea…"
" Are you serious?"
"Of course! You're a genius, Sasuke!"
"You must be insane for thinking like that… You are a girl. You can sleep in a boy's room."
"Why not?"
"Because… Hn, it would be indecent."
" Tch, you really are a pervert, did you know that?"
"No, I'm not! I'm just saying that even if you have pure intentions, boys quickly change their minds with a girl in their beds."
"… Not all of them would do it… Naruto wouldn't."
"Tch, sure, that idiot wouldn't, but he's not here now. None of your friends are. None of the boys who remained in the academy will simply let you sleep on their beds without asking for anything back. So deal with it and go to sleep already."
"Hn."
She pouted stubbornly as he glared at her with those obsidian orbs of his. Even if Sakura hated to admit it, Sasuke was right. Boys are different from girls. They wouldn't accept that idea so freely and she was certain that none of the boys who didn't go visit their families wouldn't be that nice to the only girl of the academy. Asking for a bed to a stranger would be dangerous for her, but staying with the cockroach wouldn't be fine either. She had to find an answer for that problem. She had to find a trustworthy bed to spend the night. She had to find a friend. And at that moment, the raven haired boy was the closest of a friend she had. He had already seen her in a towel, after all… That probably made them skip some steps in the whole friendship thing. Yes, Uchiha Sasuke would have to be her friend. He would have to share his bed with her.
After some considerable minutes without any response to her facial expression, the raven haired boy decided that it was time for him to leave. It was not like he had anything to do with her fear or with the fact that she had nowhere to sleep. It was not his problem, but that girl was his chosen girl. The girl he had chosen to understand the women. The first one to come into his young life. The first to ever open the door of her privacy for him. He couldn't simply turn his back to her. Fortunately, she wouldn't let him do so.
" I could sleep with you…"
Time froze for an instance.
His eyes widened, his mind went blank and his jaw dropped. Maybe he didn't hear it right. Maybe that was just a part of him wishing for her to say such words. Maybe that whole search made a mess in his head. There was no way she could be actually saying such thing. She couldn't be inviting herself over to his room. She couldn't be inviting herself to sleep with him, in his bed during the whole night. She couldn't be making such an indecent proposal, especially dressed in a pink towel.
And she wasn't, to be honest.
Sakura's words were far from being a proposal. They were more like an order and she wouldn't let him refuse her at all.
"Are you insane? What part of my speech did you miss?"
" No part. You told me that asking for a stranger's bed was wrong, but you're not a stranger, and since you didn't do anything to me during the whole time you were here, I think it's safe for me to think you're not a pervert."
"And I'm not!"
"Then it's all set!"
The girl clapped her hands and a silly, bright smile went to play on her lips. Before he could even protest, the pinkette had already picked up her pajamas and was already heading towards the door of her room. Sakura was really happy to be sleeping away from that bug and she was sure they would have a very pleasant and peaceful night. Sasuke seemed to be a great guy even if he never came to say hello to her. Perhaps he was just shy since she was a girl and he a boy and she knew she was cute and he was really hot and… Well, she forgave him for that lack of courtesy and decided to be the one to take the lead with the introductions. She knew they would be great friends and to prove that, she was going to sleep with him, literally speaking.
Still dressed only in that towel, the pinkette didn't waste time before opening the door and exiting her own room. She was smiling like a child and she certainly didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that she was walking around those hallways without technically wearing anything. That girl certainly had no sense of decency and she certainly had some problem in her head. Were all the other girls like her? Honestly, he hoped not, Or else the society outside the academy wouldn't be a safe place.
"Let's go, roommate!"
Once the Uchiha realized she wouldn't give up on that stupid idea, he simply gave in. A defeated sigh escaped his lips and he quickly went to join her on the hallway. He exited the room, and as soon as she locked the door, both of them made their way towards his room. During the whole way, he noticed a bubbly expression in her eyes and he couldn't help but being amused by her cheerfulness. Boys are not like that. They don't look good while showing they emotions and they certainly don't look good while wearing just a towel. That girl was certainly something interesting. A lot more interesting than all of those boys together. Perhaps having her for the night wouldn't be a bad way to spend the holidays.
When they arrived at the Uhciha's room, he watched as her eyes wandered around, analyzing her surroundings. She seemed to be enjoying that new environment and seemed to admiring every wall of that room as if hers wasn't exactly the same. That girl had a really curious way of seeing the world, and for sure, he was curious about that. He wanted to know her opinion about the external world and why she chose to be in the middle of so many different people. He wanted to know a little about that girl with pink hair, and thankfully, he would have the whole night for that.
But first, if he wanted to focus on her words, she had to put on some clothes.
"Well… You can go change in the bathroom. I'll be- uh…" He scratched the back of his neck embarrassedly. " I'll be waiting of you in bed."
"Ah… Okay." She chuckled, entering the bathroom and closing the door behind her. Those words certainly sounded a lot more troublesome than the reality itself.
Seeing himself free from the girl for some moments, the Uchiha let out a defeated sigh and slipped under the sheets of his own bed. The furniture was big enough for two people and he didn't even need to sleep on the far edge to create a respectful space in between them. He figured that by doing so, chances of any misunderstanding would be a lot lower and he probably thought that it would help him get rid of any possible desire. He is a boy, after all. And that girl is certainly beautiful. Especially in that summer pajamas she had picked up at her room.
It didn't take long before Sakura exited the bathroom. She had brushed her wet, pink locks and those stunning emerald eyes of hers seemed to be shining even brighter. That two pieces pajamas she chose fitted her body perfectly, giving her youthful figure a certain gleam he could not understand. She was just wearing a large, pink shirt that had the word "Shannarou!" written on it, and some leopard stamped shorts that covered up to her thighs and exposed her creamy legs. Those clothes did seem comfortable and the smile on her face when she looked at him made his heart skip a beat.
That girl was even prettier without that towel.
"Your bathroom is a lot more organized than mine…" She said, stretching her arms and moving her neck a bit.
"Hn."
" You are not like the other boys… They are all so messed up and you are-"
Her voice stopped for a moment when her forest, green eyes locked with his night, dark ones. Those pearls took her breath away and they seemed to be entering her soul as they analyzed every inch of it. She was lost in that obscurity and didn't even realize she had completely spaced out. Luckily, his smooth voice was there to bring her back.
" I am what?"
"You are- uh- delicate… kind." Handsome, she thought.
" Hn." He sulked in, turning his eyes away from her. Perhaps he was not ready for those words from a girl who was about to sleep with him.
At his lack of words, Sakura concluded that it was time for her to finally lay down. She pulled the covers up, and opposite from him, she laid down in an incredibly close spot. He could feel the shifting of the mattress and when he looked under them, the Uchiha realized that her feet were just inches away from his own.
Tch, this girl…
He tried his best to make the distance between them bigger, but it didn't really work out as he had expected, for his body was already on the edge. Sasuke was trapped in that proximity and the maximum he managed to do was turn his back to her. At least, if he wasn't facing her, things wouldn't be that weird. They would both fall asleep and that night would be over. Yes, that was exactly what was going to happen. Or that was what he thought before he felt her turning to face him, her breath warming up a spot on his back.
That girl was going to drive him insane.
With that heat growing inside of him, the warmth of her body irradiating to his and her inebriating scent filling his nostrils, the Uchiha couldn't help but feeling his heart almost jumping out of his chest.
She was going to make him melt.
"Sasuke…"
Her velvet voice entered his ears and he knew his cheeks were flushed. If any part of her body touched his, then all of his self-control would be gone.
She was going to kill him.
But it was not her fault if all she wanted to do was talk.
" What is it?"
" Well… I can't really sleep right now… Things are a bit weird between us, aren't they?"
"Hn. Nothing can be done. Just go to sleep."
" Ah, but… I was thinking… Maybe if we got to know each other a little better… Then things wouldn't be that weird, right?"
"K-Know each other?" He felt his throat going dry. What the hell was wrong with her? What about the decency and the innocence of a woman? Were his books so wrong nowadays? " What do you mean…?"
"Well… Maybe we could play a game, I don't know…"
"Game?"
"Yeah, a question game. You're probably curious about something right now, aren't you?"
"Hn." The air that was trapped in his chest was finally released. Thank god she just wanted to talk, he thought. Perhaps getting to know her a bit wouldn't be that bad since it was obvious that he wouldn't be able to sleep that soon.
" I'll take it as a yes!" She clapped her hands, smiling cheerfully. " Go on, make me a question! Any question!"
" Hn… Fine. What are you doing here?"
" Uh? You know what I am doing here. There is a cockroach in my room and I-"
"No. I meant what you are doing here… In an academy where you're the only girl."
"Oh… That…" She took a deep breath, and turned her body again so she was looking at the celling. " My aunt Tsunade is the new coordinator here and she convinced them that it was time for the academy to accept female students as well… Not everyone accepted her idea really well… She started to argue with them and then the idea of testing a girl came to her mind and she offered me… That's why I am here… To open the gates of this academy to other girls."
" Hn. So you're basically a guinea pig in this experiment."
"Basically yes." She chuckled, earning a hidden smile from him. So she had ideals, after all.
" But why you? Couldn't your aunt have chosen another girl?"
"Well, she knows me and she knows I am a strong girl that can take care of any boy that dares to try anything funny- CHA!"
"Hn."He smirked. " A strong girl who is afraid of a cockroach."
" I was not afraid!" She pouted childishly. There was no way Sakura would ever admit that to him.
" Tch, you're annoying…"
" Hn… And why are you here, mister brave man? It's my turn to ask questions."
"… I have no special reason for being here like you… I was just put here to study."
"Oh, come on… Your parents must have had a good reason to put in here… You're probably really far from home, aren't you? That's why you stayed here in the holidays, right?"
A sharp pain hit his heart and the movie of his first day at the academy started to roll in his head. As he had told her, there was no special reason behind his enrollment in that academy. His uncle simply chose it and there he was for the past decade. There were no ideals behind it. No mission to change a system. Nothing that could justify anything. He was simply there.
For a moment, the Uchiha even considered the idea of making up a story so she wouldn't be caught by surprise by the truth. He thought about lying to that ideal girl that was just some inches away from him, but in the end, he decided to be honest with her. Sakura would probably be shocked but the truth is always the best choice. It was not like his parents' accident had been her fault. It was not her fault if he no longer knew the meaning of home.
" My uncle put me here… After my parents died, he chose this academy and left me here."
Her heart skipped a beat and guilt took over her whole soul. Perhaps she shouldn't have said anything. Perhaps she should just leave him alone before he saw her as an idiot and an insensible idiot. Sakura still had her parents with her and she knew she didn't understand his pain. How could she, right? People can never understand each other's pains, they can just try to support them and comprehend that, sometimes, the best option is to stay in silence. She was going to respect his pain. She was going to respect his grief. It was time for her to sleep.
"Ah… I'm sorry…" Her voice came lower than before and it was her turn to turn her back to him. " I- uhm- I think I should better go to sleep, right? Thank you for letting me stay for the night, Sasuke. Good night."
The pinkette shut her eyes close as she held the tears inside of her. If there was one thing she didn't want him to think was that she pitied him. Crying at that moment would be a huge insult to him and so she just decided to close her eyes and force her sleep. She didn't want to be a bother to him, more than she already was. She was going to leave him alone for that seemed to be his wish. However, being left alone was not what he wanted. Not again, and not by her. For some reason he didn't know, he wanted her to stay. Her presence calmed him down and that calm had been long gone in his life. His wish was to be near her and to know her for she was his biggest connection to the world of his books. His wish was for her to feel comfortable around him and not feel guilty or anything. He needed her to be by his side, with all that cheerfulness and spontaneity of hers. He needed that. And with a few words, he would have it all, for sure.
"Sakura…"
Her eyes widened in surprise and her body relaxed a bit. His voice had an incredible effect on her. It made her stay silent. It made her stop and listen. It made her want to understand.
" You don't have to feel bad or anything. It's fine, really… You can- uh… Count on me if you ever need help again. I'll be there."
At such sincere words, the pink haired girl couldn't help but feeling her worried heart warming up. That boy was really different from all of the others and she liked that about him. He was unique, delicate, sensitive and even if he had studied in a school for boys through all of his life, he, better than anyone, knew how to treat a girl. Uchiha Sasuke is a true gentleman and she certainly felt comfortable to be around him. The future would bring a lot of adventures for them, she thought.
At that moment, Sakura had not made a friend, no. She had made more than that, she knew it. And only time would say wether she was right or wrong.
" Thank you, Sasuke-kun…"
"…" His eyes widened as he turned his body to face her back. That suffix had certainly caught him off guard.
" Good night…"
"Hn, Good Night, Sakura…"
And so, with smiles on both of their faces, they ended their conversation. It didn't take long before the raven haired boy started to hear almost inaudible sounds coming from her mouth, indicating that she was, finally, fast asleep. It had certainly been a crazy day for both of them, but a good day, nonetheless. For the first time since she came into his life, the Uchiha was having the opportunity to watch her from a close distance. And indeed, she looked a lot prettier that way.
Even if his eyes were only watching her back, Sasuke already considered that view a really interesting one. The way her pink hair was messily splayed on the pillow and how her breathing was peaceful, simply showed how delicate the feminine figure was. Her curves were on the exact places and a part of them was even exposed for her shirt was a little lifted near her waist. Her legs were also impeccable, and even if he felt a bit guilty for staring, her butt was round and apparently with the perfect measures. Yes, that was the body of a girl when seen from behind. It was beautiful, delicate and certainly feminine. The Uchiha had really liked what he had seen, but not as much as her front. How funny it was for a girl to be shifting that much in the middle of her sleep….
Before he could even react, Sakura had turned her body, so her front was now facing him. Her eyes were still closed- for his relief- and her whole facial expression was serene. That girl was really beautiful in his eyes. And only after he calmed down a bit, his eyes could appreciate all of her beauty.
Those pink eyelashes and her soft lips just gave her the prettiest of the sleeping expressions. Sakura was calm and didn't resemble at all that girl who had threatened to throw a lamp at him earlier that day. Her form was pure and the curve of her breast was almost imperceptible. The curves of her waist were still there, and much to his embarrassment, the lifted area of her shirt had become larger, exposing a quite big scar and showing her skin up until the line of her left breast. His cheeks became red immediately, and as if an instinctive move, Sasuke took his hand to pull the fabric down once again, not missing the warm sensation when the back of his fingers brushed her skin. At that moment, he couldn't help but thank God, for the pinkette slept like a rock. A really beautiful and calm rock.
When his gaze returned to her face, Sasuke saw something there that simply took all of his air away. Sakura was smiling. A tender, pure and sweet smile that immediately made him smile too. So that was the woman that poets wrote about. The woman that had been idealized for centuries in the most perfect words. That was the woman for whom men fall in love. Of course she was not exactly like the ones described by the poems, but she was still his idealized woman. She was his kind of girl. And unlike the poets who were never able to touch their muses, Sasuke had his own in his bed and he was touching her soft cheeks with his thumb. She was soft, delicate and intoxicating in a certain way. She is a woman like many others, but unique in her own way. She is a woman that can be compared to the spring itself and even surpass the whole mother nature. She is the woman that made his heart beat faster. And for that, Sasuke finally understood why the poets fell in love with such beautiful human flowers.
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Really early in the next morning, the number one knucklehead student of the academy was back from his holiday trip to his own house. The first thing that came to Uzumaki Naruto's mind was seeing how his stoic best friend had spent his days while he wasn't around to keep him company. The blonde was excited to tell the Uchiha about everything that had happened and he certainly didn't waste time before heading to his best friend's room. He had a surprise from his home town to Sasuke: A new flavor of Ramen. He certainly couldn't wait to share such big news with the Uchiha. He was sure Sasuke would be speechless when he saw that, but barely he knew that the one who was going to be surprised was himself.
Thanks to his self-proclaimed right to enter his best friend's room whenever he wanted, the blonde took his own key and quickly entered the Uhciha's room, figuring that Sasuke would still be asleep at that moment. Naruto heard some snores coming from where his bed was located, and before he could say anything that would wake up his sleeping best friend, the Uzumaki lost his balance at the scene in front of his sapphire eyes. His best friend was there, as he had expected, but he was not alone.
" Teme, you son of a gun…"
Curled up in a comfortable position, with a smile playing on her slightly parted lips, with one strong Uchiha arm wrapped around her waist and a long Uchiha leg intertwined with hers; was Haruno Sakura, the only female student of the academy. She seemed to be really happy to be in the arms and in the bed of Uchiha Sasuke, for the mess their bodies had created even managed to lift the covers from their sleeping forms. Who would have thought that the almighty Uchiha Sasuke was a cuddler…? That boy was certainly full of surprises… And it was Naruto's duty as his best friend to record all of them with the soundless and flashless camera of his cellphone. His blonde best friend definitely looked like a fox with that evil smirk on his lips.
Oh, Sasuke was screwed for that…
The End.