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Penname: LiveLoveLaugh

FanFiction Story: Backstabbing Love

Summary: Sakura and Sasuke are having an all-out war with each other that could end their relationship immediately! With Naruto, Hinata, Ino, Shikamaru, and Kakashi in the next room… Rated for Angst, Drama, and Joke-Cracking

AN: Well, nothing to say really except enjoy!

Later that Night: 8:28 pm

"How long have they been out there?" Hinata asked nervously, twiddling her thumbs. "They've been awfully quiet…"

"Well duh, what you expect, Hina-chan? It was all Sasuke-teme's fault," Ino whispered angrily, "That bastard had a lot of nerve playing musical beds behind Sakura's back."

"Well we should at least let Sasuke-san have the benefit of the doubt, Ino…"

"I can't believe you're actually defending that backstabber!" Ino put on a scowl that had made Shikamaru grin inwardly.

"I'm not defending him," Hinata murmured, sitting up straight, "I'm saying we haven't heard his story yet. He deserves a chance to speak out his part."

The mind-transfer kunoichi frowned and fold her arms tightly, mumbling, "Yeah, hear out his part of why he had to be such a sick jackass!"

Hinata decided to ignore the argument and pressed her ear against her bedroom door, hearing only the mute sounds of emptiness. She sighed and leaned her shoulder and head against the wood. She lifted up her silver-gray eyes at Naruto who had been silent throughout this spectacle. His head was bent and his electric blue eyes were glazed

"What's wrong, Naruto-kun?"

The fox boy shook out of his fazed form, and put on a not-so-convincing grin. "Nothing, Hinata, nothing's wrong!" he chuckled anxiously. Ignored by the rest of the occupants, Shikamaru let out a snort.

If it weren't for her eyes and body language reading tactics she learned from Neji-nii-chan, she wouldn't be so bothered by this unusual behavioral cover-up. Of course the Kyuubi no Youko in Naruto's navel had been agitating him lately, by what her boyfriend had been telling her. Maybe it wasn't the fox demon whose fault had been giving him grief, maybe it was because his two best friends are fighting between the line of love and broken hearts.

That might be it.

Sakura shifted in her spot at the squishy white couch, a thin purple blanket of Ino's left on the sofa was wrapped around her shoulders. She was sobbing and pressed her shaking chin against her knees. Tears rolled out helplessly and the lump in her throat would not go away. Even her inner emotional self was crying a river.

Sasuke sat on one of the dining table chairs, folding his arms over his crowned head. His pale egotistic forehead was pressed against the polished surface. He had his broad shoulders slump for the first time, exhausted by the line of events that had happened.

He lifted up his pale-white face from the table that his breathing had left a moist fog spot on the top when he thought he heard his name. His onyx eyes could only see the back of Sakura's petal hair.

Did he really hear his name? His name with that honorific?

From Sakura?

"Don't be stupid, Sasuke, I'm talking to you…" Sakura whispered into the silence. She wiped away her tears from her red itchy eyes and managed to swallow her sorrow, but she would not look behind her. If she did, she would fall again.

Sasuke stared at the back of her head. He knew she would not turn around.

"Don't be so glum now, just be thankful I'm still listening to you," she murmured, "Even after what you did…" she bit her lip.

"Sakura, I—"

"Don't say my name…just don't…" Sakura closed her emerald eyes, pressing the two folds of her lips together.

Sasuke nodded to blind eyes, and continued, "Don't believe the rumors…some are not true…"

"Some? What do you mean by some?" The pink-haired girl whispered angrily, forcing her head back into place.

Sasuke stood up from his chair; the backs of his knees pushed the bench back that made the noticeably creaking sounds against the floor. Sakura tensed, pushing her head forward.

"Those pictures you found…I can explain…"

"Yes those pictures! Explain why they had you and this girl in it?"

"I-I don't know…"

"So much for telling the truth…" Sakura snorted, "Who is she?"

"W-what?"

"Who is SHE? Who is that girl?! The GIRL in the PICTURE!" Sakura stood up abruptly from the couch, letting the blanket slide off her body. She did not dare to look at him.

"She's…she…she is…" Sasuke licked his dry lips before trembling again, "She's the one I've been seeing…"

"Don't say seeing, Sasuke, you've been sleeping with her. You've been with her how long? Four months, I suppose?"

Sasuke trembled, "How did you—"

"Not exactly a bad idea those photos were dated from the beginning of your damn affairs, Sasuke…" Sakura whispered matter-of-factly, "You still didn't answer my question…who is SHE?"

The Uchiha prodigy closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, "Her name is Watanabe Ami."

"W-what?" Sakura twisted her head around hastily and stared shockingly at her boyfriend.

"WHAT?!" Ino exclaimed but her mouth was immediately slapped closed by her fiancé's hand. Of course the shout was unheard of.

"Who?" Hinata whispered, moving her ear from the door.

Ino clawed off Shikamaru's hand with her very neatly polished nails, "Let go of me!" She was very red. Fire and smoke literally whishing out her ears. Rage burning within her. Hinata and Naruto stared appalled at the blonde. Shikamaru folded his scratched arms waiting for an explanation. Ino's fists were shaking and the curl of her mouth was twitching.

"That b-bastard…how could he?!" Ino screeched, trying her best in keeping in her anger.

"Who's the girl?" Shikamaru asked nonchalantly.

"Who's the girl?! Who is she?! She's a BITCH, that's what!" the Yamanaka chick yelped, "That Watanabe Ami (1) was the reason why Sakura had such a horrible childhood!"

Naruto and the lazy ninja didn't say anything. Hinata's eyes widened.

Ino closed her teary eyes and clasped her shaking hand over her neck and collarbone, "It was two years before I met Sakura and befriended her. I was always hanging out with my cliché of friends. I was popular you see, so was Watanabe Ami. She had her own group of the worst girls around Konoha. She and her goons would lash at the weaker girls and bully them endlessly. Ever since Sakura was six, she was always this little puny girl who Ami had always, always picked on her. Calling her 'Big Forehead' or stupid. She would push her against the curb of the streets, tear at her dress, or even cut her already short hair with a pair of scissors. It went forever for Sakura to deal with this. All the rest of the girls stayed far away from her in case if Ami would attack them too. She was always so alone crying and depressed until I met her."

"That's awful," Hinata whispered. Shikamaru raised a brow.

"You mean that girl with the lopsided black hair cut and that red scarf, and those two shorter girls who always follow her everywhere?"

Ino glared mid-air, nodding.

"You bet it was. Watanabe Ami is also a shinobi, if you can believe it. She graduated from the Academy after a year the Rookie Nine got out. She was incredibly jealous of Sakura if you heard like many of the girls who didn't get to be in Sasuke's three-man team. Of course those other girls lay off but Ami sure can hold a grudge."

The blonde walked away from the bed and leaned her back against the purple door, staring at the small window at the end of the room. The three occupants stared at her movements. She continued.

"I haven't got a clue how Ami got into Sasuke's case, but it sure makes a lot of sense. She is one hell of a jealous bitch if you ask me, she still haven't forgiven me for throwing those supposedly poisonous flowers into her mouth. But she won't go near me. I don't take insults because that's what she's good at. She's pretty good at causing emotional pain. And you know for sure Sakura has a weaker mind than the rest of us. If weren't for the damn past, Sakura could handle it better."

"WHAT?! She's the girl you've been seeing?!" Sakura screamed. Sasuke's eyebrows shot up, having no clue what's happening.

More tears rolled out like waterfalls and before he knew it, Sakura began throwing assorted objects at him. With expertise, Sasuke dodged a few magazines and a few cushions off the white couch, then Sakura launched at him.

"YOU ASSHOLE! YOU BASTARD! DIE! DIE! DIE!!!" Sakura kept screaming and crying, throwing punches at him, "GO TO HELL! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! DIE! SEE IF I CARE!"

"SAKURA! STOP!"

"Sakura!" Hinata and Ino squealed, removing their ears from the wood. They made an urge for the door knob until Shikamaru lashed out his shadow-copy technique, stopping them instantly.

"Let go of us!" they cried. Naruto's knees shook. Shikamaru frowned.

"Fine! Go ahead!" the usual lazy shinobi scowled, standing on his feet with all his pride, "Let them find out! Let Sakura distrust everyone around her! If you go of this room, Sakura would lose trust to Sasuke, you two, and your boyfriends. She's already in a lot of pain! It doesn't mean she needs another chance to lose more of her friends! I swear it!"

The Yamanaka (2) and Hyuuga heiresses stop struggling in the black shadows, relaxing their muscles and bit on their lips to stop themselves from sobbing. His eyes soften.

"At least let her be strong and figure out this argument by herself, she doesn't need anymore help than dealing with it herself…" Shikamaru released the jutsu letting them sink on their knees to weep together.

Hinata and Ino curled together close to quiet Naruto, crying softly. Shikamaru took a look at the bedroom clock hanging over a mahogany work desk. 9:37 pm. He scratched his chin.

"Maybe we should cancel those reservations for dinner…"

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(1) Watanabe Ami – In the manga and Anime Series (I suppose) they showed a girl with lopsided hair cut and two other girls trailing after her, picking on Sakura in the flower fields. Ino, with quick expertise, threw flowers into her mouth and told her it was poisonous. Her name is Ami from what I read. I made up the last name.

(2)Yamanaka heiress – Not actually an heiress of huge clan like Hinata, but Ino is the only child of Yamanaka Inoshi so most likely she would probably take on the family name.