A Day in Life
By: Sweet Bliss
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto…
A/N: Ok, so some of you were wanting to know the pairings in this story. Well, it's mainly just a bunch of love triangles and then some random deals. Now I am not a SasuIno fan it's just that I have something made out and I don't really plan on it ending up as anything but SasuSaku and a few others. Don't worry, I won't let you down on anything. Buuuut I have a tendency to change my mind! Just keep reading and you'll see my reasons (hopefully)
Bold is Inner Sakura
Italics are everyone's 'logical' thoughts.
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Chapter 4: The Used
One Week Later…
Sakura twirled a lock of pink hair around her finger as she copied the notes on the board. Ino sat in front of her and wasn't paying much attention to the whole ordeal but like she ever did. Sasuke sat behind her, drawing lines on her neck. She shivered at every touch the white eraser made to her skin. He seemed to do it absent-mindedly because the typical Sasuke would never do something so… weird. The light haired girl in front of her turned suddenly, whacking Sakura in the eye with her hair. "Sorry, 'Kura, but can you give this note Sasu-kun!" Sasu-kun? What the hell is she talking about. Ignoring the comment, the emerald eyed girl passed the note behind her, but not before seeing the little red hearts among the front. Were they together? How come they didn't tell her?
'Duh, you were too obsessed with the panda-boy!' Inner Sakura screamed, rolling her eyes. Panda-boy? Never mind. She wasn't obsessed with Gaara. That was too childish. Okay so maybe she got a teensy, weensy bit carried away but that didn't mean she paid less attention to her friends. Did it?
The petal-haired girl crossed out a name in her tickle-me-pink notebook. 'Gaara is off the list. So who's next? There is always Hinata's cousin Neji, and golfer boy… what's-his-name? Oh, Rock Lee. Then there is Naruto… and finally the cutest of all! Uchiha Itachi!' she thought, grinning widely at the mere thought of Itachi. Doing so, she didn't realize the name she was writing absent-mindedly. "Hey, Pinky, give this to Ino," the dark haired bastard behind her mumbled, pushing the paper into her face, as he resumed drawing on her neck. She threw the letter half-heartedly to Ino and sulked about her friends ignoring her. Ino was being her chattering self and spending more time with her boyfriend. Sasuke was just being his stupid, annoying, and rather sexy self. Wait. Sexy. She must be thinking of Itachi.
"Well, Mr. Nara, so happy that you could join us!" Iruka exclaimed sarcastically. The Nara just shrugged and took his seat across from Ino. Muttering something that had to do with 'damn', 'troublesome', and 'locker' Ino kind of got the point as to where he was going with things. Thus commenced the Ino-Shika-Sasu note passing time! Oh, what joy! Haruno Sakura just threw notes back and forth and ignored them completely. Even when a note for her was constantly hitting her ear, thanks to Sasuke, of course. "Grab the damn thing. My arm is getting tired, although it is kind of fun to see your eyebrow twitch," the black haired boy said irritably. Sakura yanked it from his grasp and read it. 'Itachi is coming over this afternoon and I figured you'd want to go and "visit" for awhile. He's not coming until eight though,' she read, a red streak placed clearly on her face. She hastily added 'Pick me up at 7:30' and threw it over shoulder, covering her face with her long hair in the process. She could tell that if she turned around right now, she'd see a smirk forming on his lips. 'Remember, Sakura, you're still mad about the other day. You're just going over to see Itachi. So don't make a fool of yourself,' her logical side said calmly while Inner Sakura was jumping up and down screaming, 'Ita-kun! Ita-kun! Today he'll fall in love with me for sure! Hell yeah!'
Neji sat down beside that pink haired girl, Sakura, paying little attention to the teacher and more on the gum stuck underneath his desk. He really didn't have to focus on what was said anyways. It was his free period and he was in study hall. Iruka was just discussing political point of views with some nerdy kid. "Ugh! I don't get this dumb, stupid equation!" Sakura groaned, beating her larger-than-average forehead on the desk. The Hyuuga teen leaned over and glanced down at her paper. "That's simple you just change…" he continued on explaining the problem, not noticing the disbelieving look the girl was giving him. When he was done, he scooted farther away from her, scared from the way she was holding that pencil. "Why don't you tutor me this afternoon, Neji?" She asked- rather demanded- the dark-haired Hyuuga. She wrote down he address on a pink post-it. "Here. Come by at 4:30 and don't be late," the pink haired girl ordered threateningly. Lord, would he remember never to be late again.
Naruto kicked over the chair, looking frantically for his drum stand. 'Shit. I knew I put it here somewhere,' his thoughts panicked. Rock Lee tapped him on the shoulder, grabbing the blonde's attention for the moment. "I think you put it in the closet. The one beside Choji." Naruto turned toward the large kid and almost pushed him out of the way to get to his drum. Choji shrugged it off, emptying the crumbs of chips into his mouth. "Oh, thank God! I thought I lost you," the blonde talked to his drum sweetly, ignoring the inquisitive stares people sent his way. "Don't ask. Don't ask," Rock Lee mouthed to the other band members.
Shikamaru walked idly to the door. Who'd be at his house right now? Naruto was spending the night with some friends, a fat one and one with thick eyebrows. Sasuke was way too antisocial to come over and Sakura really had no reason to visit. Neji, Kiba, Shino, Ten-Ten, and Hinata didn't know him well enough. His grandparents were on vacation in the Bahamas ( who knew why) with friends. That left one person.
"Hey, Yamanaka, what're you doing here?" He inquired, allowing her entrance into his home. "No particular reason. I just dropped by." Shikamaru nodded to her reply. Stretching he plopped down on the couch, watching her every movement. "You can sit if you want to," he said, closing his eyes. He was tired. Who knew that fixing computers during detention was tiring?
Feeling Ino sit down beside him, he opened his eyes. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a few papers. "I covered for you in science today. Here is your homework," she said handing to him. She let go, unaware that he hadn't a firm grasp on the papers, scattering the sheets across the floor. "I'm so sorry, Shikamaru," Ino said, shaking her head, picking up the worksheets. Shikamaru sat down beside her, brushing his hand over hers every once in a while. Finally grasping the last paper, Ino was about to pick it up when Shikamaru placed his tanned hand on hers. "Shika-" Ino was cut off when Shikamaru's lips pressed softly against hers. Ino pulled away, confusing her friend. "Uh… I should go," Ino said, unsure about where all this was going. She stood up and hurried out the front door.
Sakura lead her 'tutor' to her room and laid back onto her bed. "So, you need mathematical help?" Neji queried the cherry blossom. Sakura nodded, propping herself up on her elbows. "This might take a while." the green eyed angle shrugged and looked at her watch. It was 4:30. "I have three hours," the pink haired seventeen year old said. Neji blinked and turned the book in his hand to page 166. "Okay, so we might need to go over this whole chapter. This might take a while," Neji explained. The green eyed teen shrugged and motioned for him to continue.
One Hour Later…
"Shut up, Neji!" Sakura screamed whacking the boy on the head. "What! I just said you were a hopeless case. Fate has already decided that you would never excel in any form of math," the pearl eyed boy defended himself. Sakura stuck out her tongue and as Neji leaned over to get his book, his fingers brushed over the pink haired seventeen year old side, causing her to giggle. "Are… you ticklish?" Neji asked mischievously. He tickled her sides again, receiving his answer in a fit of laughter. This just so happened to encourage the Hyuuga as he was now on top of her tickling her everywhere. "No fair," the green eyed girl cried out, finally stopping the tickle war.
Realizing their position both teens turned several colors of red. "I-I'm sorry," Neji said, starting to get up. He was almost off of the girl when she jerked on the front of his shirt, puling him down. Their lips met and what started out as a simple kiss turned ino something a little too passionate. "Sakura, there's-" Sakura's dad said, cutting himself off at the site of his only child making out with her tutor. "Dad, I can explain," she cried out hastily parting from the boy. "Don't give me any of your crap, Haruno Sakura!" The man bellowed, scaring away the Hyuuga boy. Once Neji was away, Sakura stood up and screamed at her father, "God, Dad, your being an awfully big hypocrite. Who's sleeping with every woman he sees?" Her father's face grew red with anger as he yelled, "Don't talk to me like that. Your only seventeen, Sakura." Said girl pushed passed her father, and walked out of her room, only to lock jade orbs with onyx. "C'mon, Uchiha."
Their way to Sasuke's house was silent and Sakura enjoyed it. She had her arms folded over her chest as she walked, frowning from the cold. She should've really brought a thicker jacket. It also would've helped if she had worn jeans instead of the short, white skirt she had on. Jade eyes glanced over at her companion, who had his hands stuffed into the pockets of his black pants. She envied him for his really warm looking jacket. Sasuke grabbed hold of her hand, startling her to the extreme, and pulled her closer to him. She instantly turned pink from embarrassment and then replaced it with rage. "What the hell did you do that for?" He rolled his eyes and replied emotionlessly, "A hole." Nodding slowly, she kind of leaned closer into him. He was so warm and she was so dying to have his jacket. 'Maybe we should rip it off of him!' Inner Sakura cried, causing the actual girl to turn ten shades of pink. "Sasuke, can I borrow your jacket?" the beauty whined, giving him puppy dog eyes. "No," he bluntly replied, making Sakura frown. "You can have it." Her eyes widened when the soft fabric was slipped onto her shoulders. She murmured a quick 'thank you' and smiled softly.
Sasuke fumbled with the door knob and hesitantly opened it. "Hi, Sasuke and hello to you, too, Sakura. It's been forever since you last visited," Sasuke's mom, Mikoto, greeted. Sakura smiled at her and gave her a silent hi. She followed Sasuke into the living room where she found Itachi and their father sitting in two beige recliners. Itachi's head was the first to snap up at their entrance. "Well, hello, Sakura. What're you doing here?" The dark haired twenty-two year old asked placing his book down on the coffee table. Upon further inspection, she noticed he was reading 'Romeo and Juliet'. "Hello, Itachi," the pink-haired teen greeted sheepishly. "Why don't you stay for dinner, Sakura? We'll catch up on things," the older woman offered sweetly, taking hold of Sakura's hand. She shifted her green eyes to her dark haired friend for permission. The boy shrugged in return and walked up to his room. She started to follow him, but Mikoto, who held a firm grip on her hand, dragged her into the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen, the two women sat down at the table and talked over things. Well, Sakura just listened as Mikoto caught the girl up on the Uchiha family life. The green eyed seventeen year old felt sorry for the woman. Mikoto and her husband, Fugaku, were divorced thus splitting up their two children, and this made Sasuke so cold and silent. "I'm just glad he has friends like you and Naruto," the dark eyed lady said, her orbs glossing over as she hugged the closest thing she had as a daughter. "Yeah." Sakura almost felt bad for screaming at him the other day over something as silly as that stupid kiss. Mikoto pushed her back and looked her up and down. "You've grown so much. I remember when you and Sasuke were so small." An image of Sasuke and herself at the age of one taking a bath together caught her eye. "You two were so cute together." Sakura placed her hand on the frame, running her fingers along the edge of the picture. Turning around, green eyes met soft onyx ones and the girl asked quietly, "Do you have any more pictures like this?" Mikoto gave her a warm smile and led the pink haired girl into the attic.
"Where's your mother and your girlfriend, Pinky?" the gruff old man said, cutting a piece of meat. Sasuke closed his eyes and shoved back his plate of food. He wasn't hungry anyways, no food appealed to him and he'd skipped every meal for the past few days. "Mom and Sakura, who is not my girlfriend, are probably talking." Itachi got up from the stool he was sitting on and put his dish in the sink. "Sasuke, don't raise your voice to Dad," the older son of the Uchihas said. "I'm not raising my voice!" Sasuke yelled standing up. Fugaku stood as well and placed his plate in the sink. "Why can't you be more like Itachi, Sasuke? You're barely passing some classes is what your mom has been telling me," the man scolded. At this, Sasuke lowered his eyes at the two men he once looked up two and growled out, "My grades aren't your damn business. You and 'Mr.-I'm-the-perfect-son' can get the hell out of my life." Turning on his heel he stormed out of the room, and on his way he met up with his mom and friend. He grabbed hold of Sakura's wrist and jerked her out of the house.
"Sasuke, stop! You're hurting me!" The pink haired girl winced at his vice-like grip. He gripped it harder and she bit her lip to fight back tears. "Please, please, let go," she pleaded, knowing her wrist was going to be bruised. He let go and folded his arms across his chest. "What was that about?" she asked, trying hard to squeeze a word out of him. Sighing, the raven haired teen grumbled, "Ever since I was little, my dad has always been trying to make me into a Itachi clone. If I didn't do well he'd scold me and say I should try harder next time. He was constantly on my case and praising Itachi. It was annoying." Sakura nodded, rubbing her sore wrist. "Maybe… we're not so different. I mean… both our dads are bastards," the girl stated. Sasuke stopped and sat down on a bench, Sakura following suit, listening to everything the boy had to say. "I haven't told anybody this except I've been hinting to Naruto. My mom… she's been sick for the past year. She was diagnosed with cancer after dad got together with that new woman I haven't even met yet. And she's been trying so hard to get better so I don't have to live with my father and his new family. But the truth is she's dying and she knows it, she just doesn't want me to worry," Sasuke stopped talking to glance over at Sakura. In the pale glow of the moonlight, she noticed the tears forming at the corner of his eyes. With tears shimmering down her own face, Sakura pulled Sasuke to her in an embrace. Burying her face in his shoulder, the girl fell asleep, being rocked back and forth by Sasuke.
The next day went by as usual, except most everybody took notice of Shikamaru and Ino's distance and Sasuke and Sakura's closeness. Well, they were close until Sakura heard the little rumors around school. "Did you hear that the Haruno bitch slept with Neji?" or "Neji took advantage of that beautiful angel." At first she suspected Neji had spread it, but then again he was still red from embarrassment so he wouldn't have said anything. Then the more she thought, the more she suspected Sasuke of spreading it. It was a logical conclusion and she needed to speak with him.
Meeting up with him at his locker later in the afternoon. "Sasuke? What the hell were you thinking!" she screamed, slamming the boy against his blue locker. "What are you talking about?" he asked lazily. She narrowed her green eyes that were glowing with rage as she hissed, "Don't play dumb! You spread the rumor about me and Neji!" Sasuke straightened and rubbed down his black hair. "I don't have time for this," he grumbled stuffing his hands in his midnight blue hoodie. She frowned watching him go. "Sakura?" the pink haired girl turned to the source of the voice. Ino stood there, books in hand, as she glanced her friend up and down. Sakura looked at her tiredly and motioned the girl opposite her to continue talking. "You're coming tonight, right?" The green eyed girl thought for a moment then said, "Yeah. I'll be there." Ino nodded and smiled. To celebrate her seventeenth birthday, Ino's cousin got a fake I.D. for all of Ino's close and new friends. It was dangerous and if they got caught they'd be in big but none of them cared right now, except the Hyuuga's, who were willing enough to go but not touch alcohol. Ino walked on and stopped beside Sakura. "Oh, yeah, you should apologize to Sasuke. He didn't spread it. Your father came down to the school to keep you and the pretty-boy away from each other. Ami and her gang 'The Heartbreakers' overheard and started it. So take my advice and apologize." As Ino walked away, the books in Sakura's hands slowly slipped out of her grasp…
To be continued…
A/N: Okay, I hope you liked this chapter and want some more of it. It's kind of getting down and dirty in the next chapter. And my next update may be either Naruto's b-day (Oct. 10th) of mine (Oct. 11th) so I hope you all read and review. Love you all. Later days…
Sweet Bliss