The Strawberry Chronicles

By: Crazyanimeluva

You won't believe how ultimately THRILLED I am at this point cause I read all your reviews. I'm extremely pleased on how well the fic turned out and I plan to continue! Thank you for your inspiring reviews! Also, I will continue this one-shot even though I have been drained thanks to Sasuke's evilism and how much Sakura-chan needs to slap him (I am currently on Episode 130). SASUKE YOU BASTARD! I shall resist the urge to murder the Sasuke-kun plushie I had Sakura-chan make for me! (whimpers and cries) I want to kill him, but I can't, cause his innocent 7-year-old self pops into mind.

Final note: All explanations, since I hate to interrupt, will be placed at the end of each section and be determined by number.

Anywayz, I don't want to leave you here thinking "When the hell is she gonna let us read the damn fic! SHUT UP ALREADY!" so onto…

-Omake Theatre 2: The Last Tomato-

Approximately 2 days, 4 hours, 32 minutes, and 19 seconds ago, Uchiha Sasuke had restocked his entire pantry and fridge for a week's worth of vegetables, fruits, grains, and meats. Now, he was staring into a half empty (1) refrigerator searching for something good to eat. (2)

He frowned at the lack of variety contained inside his medium sized fridge. He realized that it was his own fault for eating so much. Well technically it was Kakashi's fault for burning away their energy at training for the upcoming Jounin Examinations. That didn't really matter at the moment. The point was that he was hungry. Oh how he longed for his favorite…

"How lucky am I?" He thought to himself as he found, what he considered the best freaking thing that earth could provide, right in the corner of the once full middle drawer.

Fortunately, the Uchiha prodigy had located the ripest and probably the most perfect tomato he could've laid eyes on. The smooth, cool and gorgeously red skin, which seemed to have the slightest crisp to it, so he could sink his teeth into the tender flesh of the vegetable (3) without the hint of disappointment that some tomatoes had caused him in the past. Now, all he had to do was peel off the sticker and carefully wash it so that it would be in the best condition to eat.

As he washed it, feeling his mouth water slightly, he began to imagine the taste. Hoping for no disturbance, he shook some of the water off and was about to take the biggest chunk possible out of it when…the doorbell rang.

Sasuke sighed and placed the tomato carefully upon a napkin on top of the table. He didn't have to come up with an annoyed expression because it had already been sported by his handsome features. He opened the door a crack to see who had dared to keep him from being in utter heaven.

"Freaking idiot…what the hell do you want?" He snapped impatiently as his eyes landed on the biggest annoyance that Konoha had ever came across. Naruto, complete in his tacky orange suited glory, daringly grinned at the Sharingan user.

"Just came to bug you, Sasuke-teme, cause we don't have a mission today. I'm bored so I'm gonna let myself in!" The kyuubi vessel shoved the door open completely and rudely allowed himself inside.

"Dobe…" Sasuke hissed under his breath, unwillingly closing the door behind them.

After all the years his fox-liked, dare he say…friend, still hadn't changed.

"Is the ramen stand closed or something?" Sasuke asked, his eyes narrowed as Naruto wandered dangerously close to the tomato.

"Yeah and now that I think about it…I'm starving. Whatcha got to eat around here, teme?" Naruto asked, squinting at the kitchen.

"Is Sakura coming?" Sasuke asked, trying to advert the blonde's attention from food.

"Said she'll be here…" Naruto said, waving a hand carelessly as he dug through Sasuke's drawers, in search of food.

Sasuke quickly picked up the tomato, "Don't make a mess."

"Ooo, who knew Sasuke-teme was such a neat freak." Naruto said, grinning.

"Shut up." The Uchiha prodigy snapped.

"What's that?" Naruto squinted at the tomato.

"What?" He raised a dark brow.

"That…" Naruto pointed to the red object in Sasuke's hand.

"A tomato." Sasuke muttered, wondering at how much stupider Naruto could possibly get.

"Will do." Naruto snatched the vegetable out of the Uchiha's pale hand and was about to sink his teeth into it when…the doorbell rang.

Both Naruto and a surprised Sasuke glanced at each other before Naruto tossed the tomato towards the table, which Sasuke grabbed out of the air before it landed, and heaved a sigh. That was almost fateful.

Naruto opened the door to find the pink-haired kunoichi, whom he and the relieved Uchiha both knew well for her amazing temper control (that was meant to be sarcasm…) skills. Sakura smiled at him.

"You got here early...for a change." The aspiring medic nin said cheerfully.

"The earlier, the better, cause I can irritate that Sasuke bastard more." Naruto replied, grinning cheekily.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura called.

"What?" the Sharingan user asked, his thumb carefully ran across the vegetable with care, trying to catalog any damage that may have been caused by Naruto's clumsy hands.

Sakura's face lightened up, "Oh! Sasuke-kun! What a perfect thing to have after such a long walk!"

With that, the pink-haired girl plucked the tomato out of Sasuke's hand and bit it leaving both Naruto and Sasuke in shock. Now, Sasuke loved Sakura a lot…a lot a lot, being his girlfriend and all, but this was the LAST tomato they were talking about. (4)

"OUT! BOTH OF YOU! OUT!" Sasuke growled, his anger reaching full limit.

"But…but…" Naruto and Sakura squeaked, frightened by Sasuke's raging temper.

"OUT! NOW!" The Uchiha shoved the two out the door, furiousity leaking through his ears. He slammed the door behind him, which threateningly wavered upon the hinges, and leaned onto it.

Suddenly the Uchiha prodigy realized…

"What the hell is wrong with that teme!" Naruto exclaimed as he and Sakura stared at the now closed door.

"Did I do something…wrong?" Sakura's eyes filled with tears.

"Nah, he might just have PMS or something." Naruto shrugged as he started down the path towards the street. Sakura gave the door a final glance before following.

Then the door flew open and was slammed shut again. The dark-haired Sharingan user rushed down the pathway.

"TEME! WHAT THE HELL!" Naruto yelled.

"I. Need. To. Buy. More. Tomatoes!" Sasuke growled, before running off toward the market. Naruto and Sakura looked at each other before dashing after him.

"Here you go madam." The shopkeeper smiled at the customer as he handed her the bag.

Just then, Sasuke reached the stall, gasping for breath. It was quite a distance from the Uchiha district to the main streets. He sighed before saying, "I want all your tomatoes."

"Just sold the last one to that lady. Gomen, Uchiha-san." The shopkeeper said, giving Sasuke an odd look. Naruto and Sakura finally reached the stall to find the Sharingan user standing in a very stiff position. His bangs shadowed his eyes and everyone who knew Sasuke well, were positive that this was going to be the biggest and most hazardous explosion know to mankind.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

- End-

LOL! Sasuke was a little OOC near the end but I thought it was funny.

-Explanations for Omake Theatre

(1) – Some people consider half empty to mean half full, personally I don't give a care so whatever you call it just provide yourself the space there…

(2) – Not sure…do they even have refrigerators in Naruto? Can't remember…oh well…

(3) – Same thing, some people consider it a fruit (as scientists do) but again, I don't care cause I've always believed a tomato to be a vegetable, but you can fill in your blank space there. Also, about the tomato, PLEASE stick with a clean mind cause I know how wrong it sounds…(laughs nervously)

(4) – Once, again, they're 17 so just stick to the pairing until I can explain it fully in a complete one-shot. Kay?

I hope you enjoyed that, well anyway, on to the main presentation…

-Scroll Two: Sakura's Visitor-

Haruno Sakura frowned as she stared out the window. This was a completely abnormal, un-Sakura-like, and rather frightening view of the normally cheerful girl. Sakura had never actually been in a position to brood, but it seemed like today was the perfect day to do so.

The weather outside her cozy warm apartment was frozen and cold. The wind howled outside and the sky was dark. It wasn't the weather that had caused the kunoichi to bite her nails in a nervous fashion, a thing that wasn't normal for her, but there was certain person that was killing her with worry.

Let's rewind a few hours-

The pink-haired kunoichi had been sitting on the stool in her kitchen for the past 15 seconds listening to the phone ring in her left ear. Earlier she had been a bit hesitant to call her boyfriend, which was oddly normal in their relationship to her because she knew how much Sasuke preserved his privacy, but she forced herself. It was the bare importance of why she had to call him she kept in mind.

So she found herself sitting on that wooden stool, twirling the phone cord on her index finger, and waiting impatiently for him to answer.

"Hello?"

Sakura's stomach did a backflip as she recognized his irritated tone, "Sasuke-kun? This is Sakura…"

"I know. What is it?" He cut in, rather bluntly.

"Rude much?" She couldn't help but think.

"I just got off the phone with Ino, and she had said that there was a bad storm coming so I wanted to ask if your power had gone out because of the storm." Sakura said.

"If the power had gone out, do you think I would've answered the phone?" His annoyance was clearly visible on the image Sakura had of him in mind.

She smiled sadly, glancing outside, before replying softly. "Um…ok. Sorry to bother you, Sasuke-kun. I was just a little freaked out. I'll talk to you later."

There was a short pause and Sakura began to wonder if he would even bother to say goodbye.

"Oh well, that's still my Sasuke-kun. Just get to the business and leave." Sakura thought as she began to put down the phone.

"Sakura…would you mind if I came over?" Sasuke's voice seemed to have struck the guilt note.

"No, but why?" Sakura asked, her heart fluttering.

"You said you were 'freaked out'. So I'll see you soon." With that, his cool tone rang in her ears for the last time and was followed by a click showing that he had hung up. Sakura quickly hung up and began to prepare some tea, her heart racing with delight at his concern. All she had to do now was wait.

Now, we're back at were she was sitting by the window, waiting expectantly for any sign of her loved one's arrival. The tea had long since gotten cold and was beginning to become watery. She sighed and began to pour the two cups back into the pan in which she had made it and she flipped the switch to the stove, allowing flames to lick at the steel sides in hopes to heat it up once more.

Suddenly there was a doorbell and Sakura raced to the front to open the door. She found herself staring at Sasuke, dark hair sprinkled with snow, and shuddering at the cold weather. Sakura quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him inside.

The snow on him immediately began to melt as Sakura carefully untied the dark blue scarf that had adorned his neck securely. He was wearing a black jacket, a pair of black track pants, and dark blue sneakers that replaced his usual blue ninja sandals.

The pink-haired girl realized that he was cold and led him towards the couch. She went to the closet to pull out a blanket, which she handed to him.

"Thank you." He took it and placed it upon himself.

"I'll get the tea." She said, quickly heading over to the kitchen.

As she handed him the mug, which he took gratefully, she sighed in relief. "I'm glad you made it ok. I'm sorry to have made you come out so far in this climate." She said.

The Sharingan user nodded before taking a sip of his tea.

"It's terribly cold." He muttered, shaking the cup gently to stir its contents.

"Sorry, but it took awhile for you to come so it got cold." Sakura said, "I'll heat it up if you would like."

"I meant the weather. The tea is fine as usual." Sasuke said, gesturing with his hand towards the window.

Sakura blushed slightly before sitting down at the other seat of the same couch, careful not to get too close for his comfort. The dark-haired boy placed his cup on the table and leaned back.

"Did you keep a flashlight out?" he asked quietly.

"No…I'll go get one now." She said, before standing and heading for the kitchen.

As she rummaged through the drawers the lights flickered.

"Power is sure to go out soon." Sakura thought as she tried searching faster. The minute she found the flashlight, the entire apartment went black. She tried to turn on the light device in her hands, but to no avail.

"No batteries." She muttered, "Should be some in that drawer…"

She carefully started in the direction of the opposite end of her kitchen when she tripped. A surprised yelp caused the Uchiha prodigy in the living room to spill tea on to his shirt.

"Sakura?" he called into the darkness, standing up to feel around for the walls. He picked up the blanket and held it under an arm as a gesture of his own instinct before he felt his way around towards the kitchen.

"Stupid stool." Sakura thought, groaning in pain.

"Sakura? Are you okay?" Sasuke asked loudly, placing a hand on the doorway toward the kitchen. It was so dark he couldn't even outline her form on the ground.

"I'm fine, Sasuke-kun, I just tripped." Sakura said.

"Clumsy woman." He muttered to himself as he led himself towards her from the last sound she made.

"Where are you?" she asked feeling around the floor. When he felt her hands lightly brush over his foot he realized that she was still lying on the ground.

He gently nudged her over to the corner of the kitchen where she sat next to him. Sakura reached out to touch him, navigating exactly where he was. Her hands ran over his smooth face and down on to his chest. Sasuke resisted the urge to shiver at her cool touch.

" Sasuke-kun, your shirt…" she started.

"I spilled tea when you screamed." He mumbled, pulling it over his head and placing the blue fabric down next to him.

Sakura realized what he had done and blushed, "Um…Sasuke-kun, it's a little cold as it is. I don't want you to get sick."

"Here." He placed the blanket over them. Suddenly the wind howled, causing the window to rattle.

"S-Sounds like a b-blizzard, ne?" She stuttered, feeling somewhat frightened.

There was a pause, filled with sounds of nature brewing a storm outside before Sasuke asked calmly, "Are you scared?"

"N-no way, Sasuke-kun. I'm n-not s-s-scared…" she whispered.

"You're completely freaked." Sasuke muttered, his arm snaking around her small waist before he pulled her completely into his arms.

Sakura's face was beet red when she acknowledged their current position. The kunoichi was pressed against his bare torso, her petite body was between his legs, and his arms were wrapped around her protectively.

"Sasuke-kun?" she asked into his shoulder.

"Don't worry about the storm, just go to sleep." The Sharingan user said quietly. He couldn't help but like how she smelled of the sweet blossoms that bloomed during spring. It helped ease the thought of her apartment blowing over.

"Mmm." She nodded and placed her head under the crook of his neck and shoulder and placed both arms around him.

"Thank you, Sasuke-kun." Sakura thought, closing her eyes and drifting off into a comfortable sleep against his warm body. His fingers stroked her hair and his other hand rubbed her back in a soothing pattern.

"Good night, Sakura." He muttered.

Early the next morning, Sakura woke up to find herself tucked under the covers of her bed and her 4th Sasuke plushie tucked under her arm. She panicked and her green eyes searched the room for any sign of him. The kunoichi found him asleep in a chair that had been pulled up next to her bed.

"Sakura?" the Uchiha prodigy mumbled, rubbing his eye. He had awakened to the sound of her movement.

"Why did you move me here?" she demanded.

"I thought you'd be more comfortable. Besides, the storm died down." He said, before yawning, "What time is it?"

"4 in the morning." Sakura said before returning to the original subject, "I'm not comfortable at all. Come here!"

Sasuke's calm and tired expression changed to that of an annoyed one, but he stood up and walked the last foot towards her bed. He tried to comb his matted hair with his fingers, which had ended up messier over night. Sakura patted the edge of the mattress.

He sat down and yawned again, which she took advantage of and pulled him towards her. The dark-haired boy ended up lying next to her, shocked.

"It's better with you here, Sasuke-kun." Sakura giggled before snuggling up to him. He froze but quickly smirked and wrapped his arms around her.

"Good night." He said, pulling the blanket up over both of their cuddling forms.

"Night, Sasuke-kun." She whispered, falling into dreams of the visitor she had felt safe with the night before and now.

-End-

Next time-

Omake Theatre 3: Ramen Rampage and Scroll Three: Sasuke's Valentine

Yay! I finally finished! I know the ending was dumb and crappy but I'm done. It's (looks at watch) currently 1 in the morning and I am waiting because I so stupidly missed the last episode of Full Metal Alchemist earlier so I have to stay up till 2 to watch it. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this. Atleast it helped the fact of me killing Sasuke-kun and kept me quite a distance from murdering my plushie. Please review! Ja ne!