A Day in Life
By: Sweet Bliss
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto…
Chapter Three: Penalized in the Game of Love
Gaara remained quiet for the past thirty minutes she'd been there, but Sakura hadn't minded. She was busily talking to Temari and Kankuro, getting to know them better. "Oh, and the way that dude played his cards was fantastic! And…" Sakura was about to continue, but was cut off by her pink cell phone that was buzzing annoyingly. She put up her index finger and walked into the foyer to talk with the person who'd called.
"Heyzies, Ino! Why'd you call?" Sakura barely heard the girl due to a lot of yelling and screaming. "Where are you? Sasuke is doing poorly and not concentrating," Ino yelled into the phone, which did little to no good because it came out as a whisper on the other line. "What are you talking about?" Sakura said pacing the small entrance, glancing at the clock and calendar beneath it. September 12th at 4:30. She tapped her chin as Ino continued, "Don't tell me you forgot. Today is Sasuke's big hockey game." Sakura's eyes widened in surprise. "Thanks, Ino. Bye." She hung up quickly and ran back into the living room. "I'm so sorry, Gaara, but I have to go. It was nice seeing you, Temari, and meeting you, Kankuro." Waving bye, she turned on her heel and walked hurriedly through the front door.
When she sensed somebody following her, she glanced over her shoulder to see Gaara running to catch up. "Hey, thanks for coming over. It meant a lot. Come over tomorrow so we can talk." Sakura smiled brightly, "Sure thing. Buh-bye!"
Sasuke panted, grasping the water bottle firmly in his right hand, searching for that someone who was always there. Sympathetic cerulean eyes looked down at him, the girl shook her head no to the raven haired teen. His gaze found its way to the scoreboard. His team was losing by two points. He dropped his small water bottle and skated back out onto the rink. He could win without her. Couldn't he?
Pink hair flew behind her as she skidded around a corner. There was only ten minutes of the game left, there was no possible way for her to get there in time. Picking up her pace, the girl spotted the small stadium in the distance. Six minutes to go.
Glancing at her pink wrist watch she sighed in relief. She opened the doors and ran down into the front, ignoring the curses and yells from the spectators. 'Number 7...' she thought, apple green eyes searching the ice for him. "SASUKE!" She screamed loudly, her voice barely able to stand out threw the other cheers. Her eyes followed the boy's movements as he struck the little, black puck with his stick. Soft green orbs lightened up when he made it in. Clapping frantically, she didn't notice the two blondes standing behind her. "You're late." Sakura turned to see the blond male glaring at her. "I'm sorry, I just forgot. That's all," she said calmly turning her attention back to the hockey players. "He waited for you, Sakura," Ino said, making her way to meet up with her raven haired friend. Sakura frowned, confused by her friend's actions. She could've just stayed at Gaara's house and missed the game, but at least she was nice enough to come.
Hinata stood shyly beside Naruto, who was patting Sasuke on the back, "Good job, bud-dy! You had us worried for a little while." Hinata timidly stuttered, "G-good j-job, Sasuke." The purple haired girl watched her new friends and cousin congratulate the hockey boy. But when all the cheering stopped, Hinata was confused. Her pearl eyes focused on the pink haired girl that everyone was watching. "Hi, Sasuke. Congrats on winning!" Hinata's gaze softened, as she watched the green eyed teen fidget. Her gaze then traveled back to Sasuke, who could only mutter, "Yeah, whatever." The Hyuuga frowned at the boy's choice of words as he shoved passed Sakura. The pink haired girl then turned on her heel, running after Sasuke. Noticing the shy girl's worried expression, the bouncy blonde, Naruto, walked over to her and whispered, "They're both upset. They'll calm down and be back to normal by tomorrow."
Neji raised an eyebrow at the whole scene. These people were too melodramatic. It was like that soap opera his aunt was watching one day. What was it called… Days of Our Lives. That show was too confusing, but this wasn't about some stupid drama, this was one real dramatizing world he was sucked into. Pearl eyes shifted to the side and saw the female Hyuuga blushing madly. The cause? That ignorant blonde haired kid. "Neji, you wanna go out for pizza later? It'll be fun!" The brunette with buns said smiling. Neji nodded absent-mindedly, but when he figured out what he was getting himself into he wished he listened to his uncle's lecture about listening.
Ino stabbed the ice in her Styrofoam cup, trying to get the straw into the brown liquid she was drinking. "Damn straw. Get through the ice!" she cursed the cup. Pulling the cup away from her, Shikamaru sighed doing what she failed to do successfully. "Show off," Ino mumbled, grabbing her cup back from the dark-haired boy she'd always thought of as a brother. She really didn't like him romantically, she gagged at the thought, but it was something about that Temari chick that pissed her off lately. "What's crawled up your ass?" The dark haired teen asked, lazily, eyes looking her up and down. 'Nice legs, nice ass… oh shit,' he thought to himself. Ino remained to glare at either him or her cup, completely oblivious to his earlier 'view'. "Nothing. It's just your damn face that makes my life a living hell." Naruto almost spit out his soda, laughing, but managed to swallow it. The blond, bouncy boy then said, "Ooh, burn, Shikamaru." Ino groaned and threw her empty cup, which was crumbled up, at her friend, "I don't have time for this."
Sasuke slammed his locker shut, pulling out his navy blue shirt. He was about to put it on, but someone stormed in the room and slapped him. "What the fuck was that for?" he asked, placing a hand to his stinging cheek. "I came all this way, rather ran, just to see you and how am I thanked? By you ignoring me!" Sakura hissed. Turning his bare back to her, the raven hared boy slipped on his shirt, and then muttered, "You didn't have to come. I didn't need you at all." The pink haired, furious girl twirled him around to face her. Obsidian orbs glared at her, startling the girl, watching the usually black eyes flicker into a crimson color. She bean to back away against the locker in front of him. "Well, Uchiha, Ino called and said you were waiting on me to show up. She said you were doing horrible. You-" she was cut off when Sasuke kissed her. "Now shut the fuck up," he mumbled into her ear, breath tickling her peach colored skin. Sakura fumed, it was so not the most romantic way to give away her first kiss. "Y-you bastard. I can't believe you did that," she said, voice cracking. It wasn't a big deal. So why was she about to cry? The reason could have been that she was waiting for Sasuke's older brother, Itachi, or that cute lab partner of hers to take it away. Tears slipped down her cheeks. "Damn it, Sakura. Do you have to be so… emotional?" he hesitated on the word emotional, neither him or Naruto were used to seeing her cry. "Get away from me! I can't believe you did that! Y-you… I-I… Why does it always have to be me? Everything goes wrong for me! My mom and dad, Itachi never noticing me, and you taking my kiss… Just leave me alone." The girl pushed passed him as Sasuke watched the door close with a soft click. 'Damn, damn, damn, damn,' he thought, banging his head on the locker door. "Now I need an aspirin."
Gaara opened his front door only to see a pink haired girl completely soaking wet. "Can I come in?" Gaara nodded, moving to the side, watching his newfound friend's every step. "Hey, Sakura, there's someone I want you to meet," Gaara said, nervously, which surprised Sakura. He'd seemed like the very straightforward, let-get-to-the-point type. "Um, her name is Ami. She's my girlfriend." Green eyes widened at the sight of her rival, the girl with lopsided hair. "Well, hello Sakura," the girl said, smiling wickedly at her pink haired rival. Ami getting a boyfriend before her? What was the world coming to? This is the sign of the apocalypse.
Usually it would be him, Ino, Sakura, and Naruto all walking home together, and everyday, it would be Naruto and him fighting and her and Ino bickering. Today, however, it was him and Ino with a blanket of silence pulled over them. Not that he didn't mind, he was too wrapped up in his thoughts, and Ino didn't seem like she wanted to talk either.
What was so damn important about that stupid, dumb first kiss of hers anyways? At least he wasn't some stranger, she knew him since they were kids. Well, there was a possibility she wanted to give that kiss to someone else. Like Itachi, the 'perfect son'. Or that Gaara, the kid who looked like he had escaped from the mental institution. Or Rock Lee, the weirdo golfer who has thick eyebrows. Hyuuga Neji, the pretty boy who thought he was wonderful. Even Naruto, the dobe who can make you love him in a second. He'd be the last… not that he cared though. He was just fine with her out of the picture. It'd be a lot less… annoying.
"Hey, Sasuke," the blonde female beside of him started. He glanced down at her, signaling her to continue. "Remember that time I lent you the money for that black t-shirt? You said you'd do something for me when I needed a favor." Sasuke nodded, not understanding where she was headed with this, but he did remember quite well. He was broke and he didn't want to take money from his mom, dad, or Itachi, so Ino lent him the money and he promised to return the favor. No matter what it was. "Will you… will you be my boyfriend?" What kind of favor was this. But a promise is a promise. "Sure."
A/N: Hope you liked this chapter, even though I think it was tad bit on the short side. Anyways, expect updates to be infrequent because of school and I have two other stories I need to finish. But let make this clear: Each main character has their own problem. They'll be recognized in the next few chapters, and when it comes time to their problem, I'll probably keep the chapter revolved around them! See ya later! Love YA!
Sweet Bliss
