Chapter Three
Slightly a Game
"Open the damn door, Sakura!" Sasuke demanded as he pounded on the bathroom door.
"I'm almost done!" she yelled back.
"You've been saying that for an hour. I swear to god, if you don't open it now, I will break—"
He was abruptly cut off when she swung the door open and glared at him. "It wasn't an hour, you jerk-face, it was exactly thirty-one minutes, and it's not my fault you didn't wake up first!" Sakura said with a huff as she held on to the fluffy blue towel around her. "And look at me, I'm walking around the apartment with nothing but a towel on, I broke rule number five!" She twirled around as if to make a statement. "What are you going to do, sue me?" she chuckled and headed to her room, not bothering to wait for his response.
God, sometimes he sure could aggravate her. She had woken up at 7a.m., and asked him if he wanted to use the bathroom before she did, and he had mumbled something about her being annoying and that he wanted to sleep some more. So she took her time getting her clothes ready for work and by 7:30, she finally went into the shower. Not even fifteen minutes later did the pounding on the door begin.
Sasuke watched as she stormed off. Her hair was dripping wet and she had goosebumps all over her body. He smirked as she almost slipped on the wooden floor on her way to her room. She probably had no idea how sexy she looked all riled up and half naked. With one last look of her, he walked into the bathroom. Great, now it's going to take forever to get that image out of his mind.
Sakura eyed him with scrutiny as he walked into the kitchen. He had on a white button down shirt, with a dark blue tie loosely wrapped around his neck, and black pants. It looked like he made an attempt to comb back his hair, but it was nearly dried, so chances of them spiking back up was not in his favor. He wasn't a fan of using hair gel, which was fine, since he looked a lot more appealing with untamed hair. With a newly shaved face, he looked like one of those rich tycoons.
He didn't say anything as walked by the table and opened the refrigerator door. Not at all pleased with the scarce contents, he closed the door. "We need to go grocery shopping," he stated as he poured himself a cup of coffee at the counter.
"Maybe tomorrow, I have to go to work in a bit, and I have a date later," Sakura replied, not bothering to look at him, she focused on her breakfast. "And don't forget, the furniture guys will be here around 5 p.m. today, so you have to be home to let them in," she added, this time she did look up at him. He had an annoyed look on his face, but it so quickly disappeared.
"I can't, I'll be a work, so you will have to be here," he said and sipped his coffee. The mug hid the grin on his face as Sakura huffed.
"Did I just not say I have a date later?"
Sasuke shrugged, "Well, looks like you may have to cancel that date, unless you want to sleep on the floor tonight, because I'm not sharing the couch with you again."
"Ugh!" Sakura slammed her hands on the table as she stood up. "Dammit, Sasuke, sometimes you make me so…so…"
Sasuke put his two hands down on the table as well, mimicking her moves. He leaned towards her. "I make you what?" he inquired, with a raised brow, clearly enjoying her tantrum.
"Mad! You make me mad!" Sakura exclaimed. "And I know you purposely do it too!"
The grin on his face spread into a smile and he let out a laugh. "You sure are cute when you're mad," he said as he took the piece of toast off her plate and straightened his composure. He took a big bite as he watched her face turn all shades of red.
His comment had totally caught her off guard that she didn't even realize he was eating her breakfast. "Hey! That's my toast!" she whined as she made a move to snatch back the bread from his hand.
"Mine now," he concurred, heading for the living room. "By the way, has anyone ever told you how silly you look wearing scrubs?" he said over his shoulder.
"Sasuke!" Sakura yelled after him. "I swear, you can be a real jerk!"
"Bye Sakura!" Sasuke said as he quickly left the apartment with a satisfied grin on his face. As he stepped into the elevator, he realized something. Usually, he would wake up to a dull morning; go to class or work, or whatever he had to do. And the day would drag on. The only thing that kept him going was his regular weekly dinner with Sakura. But now, for the first time, in a long time, his morning was filled with entertainment.
Putting aside the fact that he had to wait forever to use the bathroom, he could actually get used to this. He enjoyed making her angry as much as she enjoyed teasing him, and it sure made his morning light up for once. He actually smiled and laughed! Which he rarely ever did. He recalculated his thoughts from last night and came to a conclusion that he may actually enjoy having Sakura as a roommate.
Sakura impatiently looked at the time on her wristwatch. The bedroom furniture should've been there an hour ago, but still no one showed up. She paced the living room, her heels making loud noises on the wooden floor. Half an hour later, Sakura had enough. She picked up the phone and dialed the furniture company's number.
"Yeah, Hi. My name is Sakura Haruno and my furniture was supposed to be here at 5, it's already 6:30, so can you tell me how much longer it's going to take?" Sakura asked, as she tapped her right foot impatiently, waiting for the woman to look up her purchase information.
"Miss Haruno, it seems that the other client on the account, Sasuke Uchiha, called around noon today to change the order for tomorrow morning."
"Oh my god, I'm going to kill that bast—" Sakura stopped herself, forgetting that there was still someone on the phone. She cleared her throat. "Ah, okay, that's fine." She said and hung up.
Sometimes, Sakura wondered how Sasuke and her have been friends for so long, since ninety percent of the time was spent with each other arguing about something. She acknowledged that she purposely would try to get him angry, but she had her limits, apparently Sasuke had no boundaries when it came to messing with her life.
He can be so insufferable sometimes. Yet, she would find herself forgiving him in seconds. It was that darn smile of his. He would always smile after winning, just like this morning, and she would so easily cave in and forget all about her anger. He only smiled for her, and that made it even harder to stay angry with him. She sighed.
She heard the jingle of keys. "Speaking of the devil," she mumbled, as she prepared herself to give him a piece of her mind.
Sasuke walked into the apartment, all soaking wet. His white shirt was plastered to him and she could see his muscular form through it. His hair was as straight as it ever will be. Sakura nearly laughed at his pitiful look. But she had to admit, he did look handsome like that. Maybe handsome was not the right word, more like sexually appealing.
Sakura had to mentally punch herself for the thought. The one thing she had promised herself way back in high school was to never, ever fall in love with Sasuke Uchiha, much less have any sexual thoughts concerning him. Because one thing she knew, was that Sasuke Uchiha was a ruthless heartbreaker. The last thing she wanted was to be hurt by him. So she kept her boundaries. She was perfectly happy with being best friends with him.
"Ever heard of an umbrella? You know…this amazing invention created hundreds of years ago, to prevent us humans from getting rained on," Sakura said with teasing eyes.
Sasuke ignored her comment as he took off his shoes.
She followed him as he went to the bathroom to grab a towel. "Maybe this is God's way of punishing you for what you did today," Sakura continued, her hands crossed over her chest.
Sasuke grinned as his sour mood quickly changed into amusement. "I have no idea what you are referring to, sweetheart," Sasuke feigned ignorance while drying his hair with the towel.
"Oh? Well...as you can see, the rest of the furniture is not here, or have you lost your vision along with your memory?"
He chuckled at her disgruntled look. Yeah, he had purposely called the company and moved the appointment to tomorrow. Why? He told himself it was just to annoy her, as it was a game for both of them, but deep down, he knew he did it out of jealously. He just wanted to ruin her night with the supposed boyfriend.
"Ah, that's what you're referring to," he said as if he were thinking really hard about it. "You did say you had a date tonight, and me, being the thoughtful person that I am, called the company and changed the time for tomorrow."
Sakura stumped her foot. "Don't play games with me, Uchiha," she glared. "You could've called me and told me that!"
Sasuke chuckled again. "What's the matter, Haruno? Angry that I've bested you all day today, and you've yet to win?"
A small sly smile crept on her face as she registered what he had said. Ah, the games they played.
Her heels clicked on the wooden floor as she approached him, standing a few inches away from him.
He narrowed his eyes down at her as he continued to pat his head dry with the towel.
"Be careful, muffin," she warned with her mischievous smile. "You may find yourself waking up with one eyebrow shaved, or maybe…" she raised her hand and combed it through his hair, causing him to be still. "…You might find yourself with green hair. Now wouldn't that be dreadful?" She let out a laugh, quite satisfied with the unnerving look he had on his face.
But then, ever so quickly, the tables were turned on her, as he grabbed hold of her jaw and pressed his thumb against her bottom lip. He leaned toward her, with his head slightly tilted. He was so close, she felt his hot breath on her. She nearly let out a moan from the pressure of his thumb on her lip. Her face started to heat up immensely. "Step into my room, only if you're prepared to be stripped naked and lying under me," he said in a deep husky voice, his eyelids half shut.
Oh my god, he's going to kiss me, she thought, her heartbeat increasing.
She turned into one bright tomato and Sasuke stepped away, clearly content with the outcome.
He walked past her, leaving her in her dazed state.
"Just kidding," he said over his shoulder. His stoic tone brought her back to the present. She turned and glared at his back as he reached his room. "Well, that was three wins today, but who's counting?" With a sheepish grin, he closed his door, and Sakura growled with annoyance.
If she didn't have a date to get to, she would've barged in his room and given him a piece of her mind. Probably even bashed his head a few times too. The nerve of him! And then his statement came back to haunt her. Stripped naked and lying under me. Just thinking about it, made her tremble.
They've had quite a few intimate moments like that before. Sometimes their games would go a little too far, and they'd find themselves too close, just as they had last night by the window and right now. But usually, one of them would call it a joke, as he just did. Just kidding. His comment rang in her head over and over. Of course he was kidding, they were best friends after all. They might have a weird relationship, but best friends nonetheless.
But that stupid jerk was as senseless as ever and she would get payback. With that thought in mind, she called her boyfriend to inform him she was on her way.