I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

"I'll be right back," Naruto assured me, "I'm just going out for some more ice cream. We ran out because of what happened early this morning." He grinned. I nodded seriously.

"Godspeed, young traveler. May the great lords of the frozen good section in Walgreens shine mercifully in your favor." I smiled at him. He kissed my cheek and ran out the door. Ahhh, young love. I bounced, yes, bounced to the sink and started to turn on the water to wash my hands.

"Sakura."

I jumped nearly ten feet in the air.

"Good fuck, you scared me half to death..." I turned around. "Sasuke." I slowly finished the sentance.

"Why are you even here?" I asked, angrily.

He sighed and forced himself to look at the ground "To apologize." He said forlornly.

"Well, why don't we make both our lives easier by, you apologizing to me then I'll say get the fuck out of my place then slam your head in to my coffee table and after that you can never come anywhere near a ten mile radius close to me." I snapped at him.

He glared at me

"Do you know how hard it is for me to say sorry to you? You should be thankful I'm even talking to you" He spat, angrily.

"Oh yes, I'm so blessed to have the great Sasuke speak to me." I said, sarcastically.

"You don't even like him. He doesn't even know you." His words stabbed at me. It was the way he said it. Him, he said it with such contempt.

"Well, if you know me so well why don't you tell him then." I spat back at him. He looked quiet for a moment. Then he took a deep breath. The kind of breath you take when you finally say something you wanted to get off your chest for a long time. Then he spoke.

"I'll tell him that you hate cashews, are allergic to peanuts but spend thirty dollars a month just to export macadamias from Australia. You don't mind almonds but only if they're in nougat."

I opened my mouth but closed it when he stepped closer to me. I just leaned on the sink and watched him.

"Does he know your favourite color is still pink even though you tell people it's blue? How about when you cried because The Spice Girls broke up -does he know that? No?"

I shook my head. So what if Naruto didn't know my favorite nut or my favorite color or my allergies?

"Complete sentances, Sasuke? GOOD JOB! Before you know it you'll be potty trained too." I tried to sneer but somehow I couldn't. But Sasuke didn't seem to notice he just continued to talk.

"Does he know that you're scared the mole on your back, on your left shoulder blade-the one you think no one knows about- is going to change and you'll have cancer like your cousin , Freddy, did when you were just five years old? Or that you worst fear is drowning - that you'd rather burn to death than drown? Or that your 'proof' God is male is that women are the ones who go through periods, childbirth, and PMS? Does Naruto know that?"

We both smiled but then he moved forward still. How did he know all this? But maybe the better question is why, why did he care? WAIT...Did Sasuke just SMILE! Hot damn.

"Is Naruto even aware that you have exactly three crinkles at the corner of both your eyes when you smile? Or that your nose wrinkles up when you yawn? I hope he's realized how you look like a cat when you stretch. And that you bury your face in the pillow when you're asleep - almost as if you know I - you're being watched."

"Sasuke, you're kind of creeping me-" I was cut off by him, all the venom from my voice was gone, leaving it soft and utterly harmless.

He stopped directly in front of me, never breaking eye contact not even once.

"I bet Naruto doesn't even know exactly how sweet you are, or exactly how kind, or especially exactly how much of a dork. But he probably knows how beautiful you are even if all that other stuff doesn't matter at all to him..." His voice trailed off.

I tried to look away but I couldn't. Blood rushed to my face, my palms insisted on sweating and my heart was thudding loud enough to echo through my whole apartment. I never knew he cared. He leant forward and, surprised, I almost pulled away. But I didn't because I knew that any actions I'd make after what he'd said would be clumsy and let him know how I still feel about him.

"Can he make you blush like that?"

"No" I whispered, half to myself, half to him.

Then he captured my lips with his and Naruto walked in. Moral of the chapter? KNOCK!

Hey guys! Ya, very unlike Sasuke but I kinda like it so if you don't then THAT'S TOO BAD CUZ I AIN'T CHANGING IT.

(What is typed below is Mindless raving, and is an optional read. You have been warned)

So yeah, this chappie is based on what happened to me today. So yeah this really hot guy named Bradley said stuff similar to what Sasuke said. Let me explain Brad was this really ugly white kid when I first met him in pre-k. He always had a thing for asians. So I was all Ms. Bitchola on his ass because he liked me, hence he always would bug me and choose me for his partner,etc, etc and was extremely ugly. Yes, I'm a superficial bitch. Deal with it. So fast forward to present time. I liked his best, really hot, friend named Jack. Brad was all mean to me when I told him so then today I bugged Brad for the millionth time to get me his e-mail because Jack moved and lives in California. Then he got all pissy and finally gave a (similar to Sasukes') I've-kind-of-been-stalking-you-for-a-couple-of-years speech. It was nice in a weird way. I was on cloud nine for hours. He's hot and psycho. Something we have in common. Ahhhh. And yes, I am a twinkie (asian on the outside white on the inside)

A very happy,

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