The Kissing Booth Chapter 5, a naruto fanfic

Disclaimer: Naruto and the Kissing Booth are the property of their respective owners. I am in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of the material. I don't own anything. Naruto characters were used in place of the original characters. I didn't write anything , original by Beth Reekles

Chapter 5

Sakura POV

Lunch trays clattered down all around me, and I looked up to find a swarm of girls, both juniors and seniors, clustering.

'So,' Tenten said chirpily, sitting down opposite me with a huge grin. 'Tell us everything!'

'About what?' I frowned in confusion, setting my fork down on the side of my plate of salad.

'About Uchiha of course!' Ino squealed, leaning in to hear better. 'We want to know everything. Are you guys, like, together or something?'

I scoffed. 'God, no.'

'But you call him Sasuke,' one of the other girls said, and I looked over to see Temari, who'd dropped her voice to whisper his name like she was scared he'd hear her. 'You don't call him Uchiha.'

I shrugged. 'I've always done that, though. He was always there when I was growing up. He even told me I was like his little sister this morning. He's just a good guy.'

'A good guy who always gets in fights?' Konan raised a skeptical eyebrow. 'Puh-lease. He's protective of you – he always has been.'

My eyes narrowed and I felt my forehead crease again. 'What do you mean, he's always been protective of me?'

The girls all looked at each other. Then, finally, Ino said, 'You mean you didn't know?'

'Obviously not,' I exclaimed, getting more and more frustrated by the second. 'What don't I know?'

'Uchiha's always told guys to back off of you,' Ino told me confidentially. 'Told them if they ever did anything to hurt you, they'd be sorry.'

I blinked a couple of times, staring at her, and then burst out laughing. 'You're joking, right?'

The girls looked at each other again, and I sobered up.

'Oh, come on,' I said. 'Look, he's just acting like the protective big brother, all right? That's all it is.'

They looked at each other doubtfully again.

Temari finally said, 'Well, if you're totally sure . . .'

'A hundred and ten percent. Ask Naruto if you don't believe me.'

'Speaking of, where is your other half?' Konan asked.

'He's in woodwork,' I said. 'He wanted to get a head start on our banner. I, on the other hand, wanted some lunch.'

'Fair enough,' Tenten said. 'Hey, did you get Uchiha to do the booth?'

'He won't. I tried. Believe me, I tried.'

They all sighed. 'I wish he would. I'd pay good money for that booth,' Temari said, making us all laugh.

'Did he say why he won't?' Ino asked.

I shrugged. 'Not really.'

'Hey,' said Tenten suddenly, a gleam in her eyes as she looked from Temari to Ino and Konan. 'Maybe Uchiha will come to the booth if he's not going to be a part of it.'

They all immediately squealed in excitement.

Not that I blamed them.

'Oh my God! Sakura, if you can't persuade him to work the booth, at least persuade him to stop by!'

I wavered. 'I can't make any promises . . .'

'But you'll try?' Ino persisted.

I heard my cell phone bleep and went to check my pockets before I realized that I had no pockets in this damn skirt. I sighed to myself before reaching down for my bag and rummaging for my cell phone.

Come by woodwork, need some help! read the text.

I put my phone back and stood up, picking up my lunch tray. 'I have to go help Naruto. I'm guessing he needs a girl's touch.'

They laughed and called their goodbyes.

'Oh, Sakura?'

I turned back. 'Yeah?'

'Ask him,' Ino told me with a pointed look.

I chuckled and nodded at her, making them all squeal, then shook my head to myself.

And okay, admittedly I wasn't an awful lot better really. But still – I was over my crush. Completely so since he'd told me I was just a sister to him.

But that didn't mean he was any less attractive.

When I got to woodwork, Naruto was tapping a pencil really impatiently against a big plank of wood. After just ten seconds, it was already driving me mad – I didn't blame Kakashi-sensei for leaving Naruto for the peace of his office in the back.

'Hey,' I said, but Naruto didn't notice me until I was right in front of him. I dropped my bag loudly, making him start.

'Oh, I didn't hear you come in,' he said.

'So I see. So what did you need me for?'

He gestured at the board in front of him. 'How big should I make the letters?'

I sighed, then fluffed my hair out before pulling it back and twisting it into a ponytail. 'All right, big boy, give me a pencil.'

I sketched out the letters for KISSING BOOTH on the huge plank of wood.

'But they're not totally even. That "o" is way narrower than that one. And the "h" is half the height of that "s".'

'I know that. But you can go back over them and measure the lines properly. It doesn't matter if it's not perfect, with what I've got in mind.'

'Pray tell.'

I bit my lip, trying to find the right words to describe the image I had in my mind. It wasn't easy. 'Well, we've got the big main board of the booth, and we'll nail on the letters at odd angles so they overlap and all point different ways, because that'll look cooler than just having flat out "Kissing Booth". Does that make sense?'

Naruto nodded, looking at the plank. I could practically hear him piecing together my idea in his mind. 'I see what you mean. It'll look cool.'

'I know,' I told him.

He started drawing the lines out thicker, measuring them all straight and perfect. I sat down on the bench facing him, swinging my legs.

'Hey,' I said, 'did you know that Sasuke has been warning guys to stay away from me?'

Naruto didn't even look up, and merely shrugged. 'Yeah. Everybody knows.'

'Except for me. How did I not know that? Why didn't you tell me, more to the point?'

'I don't know – I figured you'd worked it out over the years. Why do you think guys have never asked you out on a date?'

I thought about that for a moment. To be honest, I had never really wondered. I hadn't panicked that there was something wrong with me just because I didn't have a boyfriend. I'd just kind of taken it in my stride that maybe I was more 'one of the guys' from hanging out with Naruto, so guys didn't see me as a girl they'd ask on dates.

'You know you're the only one for me, Naruto,' I teased. He looked up and winked at me, so I blew him a kiss back. We both laughed and he went back to drawing out the letters properly.

'Seriously, though – you only just heard about it?'

'Yeah. A bunch of the girls told me since they wanted all the gossip from this morning. Not that there was any gossip. I told them Sasuke just thinks of me as a sister.'

'He's just taken the over-protective-brother role to the extreme,' Naruto agreed. 'Though of course, I would've done the same. Especially after the way those guys were with you this morning……….. .' The pencil snapped in his hand.

'Jeez, calm down,' I said quietly.

Naruto tossed the pencil halves aside and pulled another out from behind his ear. 'Sorry. They just really got to me this morning.'

'No kidding.'

'Yeah, well whatever. The point is, Sasuke's totally right to tell guys to keep away from you. You're so trusting, you'd get hurt real easy.'

'What?' I cried indignantly. 'How am I "so trusting"?'

Naruto shrugged again. 'You're just too nice sometimes, Sakura. Not in a bad way. I just mean that . . . well, you know, you're more likely to fall for some jerk who'll hurt you.'

'Oh,' I said. 'I see.'

'I'm just looking out for you. So is Sasuke.'

'Well, thanks, I guess?'

'You're welcome, I guess?' he mocked, laughing. I launched a rubber band at his arm from the tabletop beside me. He swatted it off and carried on working, while I watched and chatted to him.

I was still wondering why Sasuke had gone so far as to warn guys off me. Because I realized it was unbelievably unfair. I'd be seventeen in just two months. I've never been kissed, never had a boyfriend, never been on a date. It was just so, so inconsiderate of Sasuke. How dare he interfere in my life like that? Sure, it was nice of him to look out for me – but he didn't have to stop guys dating me altogether!

When I asked Naruto exactly what Sasuke had done to scare guys away, he said, 'He told the guys that if they ever did anything to hurt you, they'd have him to deal with.'

I sighed to myself. It seemed clear that Sasuke just saw me as a vulnerable, too-trusting little sister, but I couldn't help wishing he'd had different reasons for doing it.