This time I'm not gonna apologise for the delay, in fact, I think I'm gonna congratulate myself, 'cause, Ya'konw, it's only been 6 days since my last post! Cheers for me!!

Anyway, I hope you all like it, I had a lot of fun writting this chapter!!

Oh, This is important, the story is reaching an end (everything as to end someday) but maybe, if i feel that too much as been unsaid, I'll do a sequel... not sure though.

I have a few words to say to a few people, so... here goes:

To sowelanokami, the time skips, or flashbacks, serve the purpose of revealing the events of Sakura's past that she had buried deep inside so she would forget, when she got her identity and memories back, everything came to surface, and, throughtou the story, it's noticeable that she actually cherishes and likes the memories she had buried due to the pain they caused her. also, to prevent the question, the reason she didn't bury the painful memories concerning Sasuke was because, oposite to what happened to with the other, which only she knew about, with Sasuke a lot of people were concerned.

Also, i'm very flattered that you liked the little texts I put in about life, it's actually my personal opinion about it, so... yeah, I'm very flattered!! So, Thank you!!

ToLil-Mz.Sunshine, they are both too proud, Sasuke also as the problem to not be a very emotional person, and Sakura, as we all know, as slight temper issues, which causes them to clash, but not to worry, they'll deal with each other and, eventually, they'll get together!!

Thank you very much for the reviews, and please enjoy this chapter, I tried to make it a little comical I'm not very good at it, but I think some can laugh a bit out of what I wrote, at least in the first 2 parts of the chapter. Then, on the last part of the chapter, I decided to show a darker side of Sakura and i also inserted a bit of what she thought and such, inserting some-- you'll see!!

Anyway, enjoy, adn please review, because I won't post another chapter if I don't get at least 4 reviews (I'm not a greedy person, at least not today, if I were I'd ask at least 10 reviews)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, only the plot of this story and some really cool anime posters!!

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Chapter 23 – Annoying blonds and… art?

Sunday, 18th May - afternoon

She beckoned him to come closer with her finger, a smile on her lips as she did so. She winked at him and then turned around and started to walk into the forest.

They had decided (cough Tsunade and Ino) that, since she hadn't been home for her birthday, they would celebrate her 18th birthday now. It had been mainly Ino's idea, since everyone else had been too apprehensive to talk to the Hokage. Surprisingly (once Ino had subtlymentioned the word sake) the Hokage had agreed cheerfully.

So now, after all the singing and cheers, everyone was just hanging out. They had chosen the training area where Sasuke had been secretly training (Yamato had mentioned a nice spot on the forest without mentioning training and Sasuke in the sentence). It had been rather nice, considering everything that had happened, and she had received a lot of gifts, although she had said she would open them once she was home.

She looked over her shoulder and smiled victoriously when she saw him following her.

He was such an ice-block that, even if he had been the one to initiate contact on the cliff, he probably wouldn't again, because he was stubborn, and his pride was annoying.

Once she knew they were out of sight she stopped and waited for him to stop next to her. There was silence, and then she spoke.

"I would've though you'd try to prove me wrong." She glanced at him and saw him raise a brow. Since it was so much fun to play him, she stood in her tiptoes and leaned to his ear. Damn him and his tallness.

"Or are you admitting that you're a lousy kisser?" she let herself settle on her feet and joined her hands behind her back while taking a step forward.

When she turned around with a grin, she saw him narrow his eyes. She mentally sighed and rolled her eyes.

"I would've thought you'd be here when I played with him Inner, but I guess you're just not into it." Once again, there was no answer from her inner.

Did she have to be more obvious? Couldn't he just understand that he could kiss her? Hell, she was practically telling him to do it.

"How could I compete with your prince charming anyway." She could feel the sarcasm and venom dripping from his words, and she didn't like it.

She huffed and turned around.

"You're an idiot." She mumbled and looked at the sky. "And you're so emotionally and romantically retarded." She tilted her head. "Maybe not that much emotionally retarded, but certainly romantically." She sighed and looked at him over her shoulder, he was looking at her blankly.

"As usual." With a sign she beckoned him to come closer with her finger.

"Come here Sasuke." He did as she requested and then she turned around and tiptoed so she could whisper in his ear.

"I'm not telling you this, you're figuring it out on your own, 'kay?" he remained silent, which she took as a yes, being a yes or not. "Now you're gonna walk up behind me and wrap your arms around me, you'll lean your head on my shoulder and you'll say something sweet." She turned her back to him and took a few steps until she was under the large tree (a cherry tree in bloom) surrounded by oaks and pine trees.

She counted the seconds in her head, and was pleased when she only had to count until 3 for him to wrap his arms around her waist and lean his head on her shoulder. Then she counted the seconds again until he said something sweet like she had told him to (but she hadn't been the one to tell him).

"One…"

"Two…"

"Three…"

"Four…"

"Five…" once she reached five she smiled sadly, he really was romantically retarded, he was more of a rough-passion guy than a sweet-romantic guy anyway—

"You look beautiful." She let herself sink back into him as his whispered words reached her ears, so he wasn't a lost cause after all. Well… she knew he wasn't a lost cause, after all, he had said sweets words to her at the cliff, not that she would mention them if he didn't say them again.

The gentle breeze flew by, and a few cherry blossom petals fell around them like snow. She extended her hands and caught a complete flower. She had always liked cherry blossoms, not because of their color, but because they were strong and beautiful and they always grew again in the tree.

She squeaked quietly when she felt his arms tighten around her and his face nuzzling her neck. She closed her eyes and let the flower in her hands fall to the floor when she felt him trail butterfly (feather light) kisses over her neck, mumbling words she couldn't hear coming out of his mouth.

He was so overwhelming, sometimes so smothering, but she still couldn't bring herself to back away to tease him, because it wasn't everyday that he showed so much affection (was so affectionate). So she enjoyed and cherished the moment.

She was so strong, being able to break mountains (probably, he'd never seen) with her fist. Someone like that would be imagined to be big with overdeveloped muscles and such, but she was so small and so, dare he say it, so… so… so fitting against him, as if they were 2 puzzle pieces.

"Like yin and yang!!" his inner proclaimed with a grin, and somehow, the statement seemed right.

He let his lips linger next to her ear and repeated the words he had been muttering while trailing kisses over her neck.

"You're mine." His tone, he knew (even if didn't quite like it, because he still hadn't quite admitted it to himself), was possessive and protective, but she didn't seem to mind, and if she did, nodding and leaning more against him was a weird way to show it.

He turned her around in his arms, and she slowly opened her eyes, those emerald green eyes, not pained silver-green or dangerous dark-green, light emerald green shinning with the sun light. She truly was beautiful. From those captivating emeralds green eyes, to her small cute nose, to her full cherry pink (perfect) lips, to her so not large forehead, to her exquisite hair color (now only visible here and there due to the raven black hair paint she had, which looked good, since today she wore her hair up in a bun held by a baby blue hair stick with 2 small white beads as pendants, the lighter meshes of hair being hidden) and then to her lithe, toned body. She was beautiful in every single way, for him at least.

Leaning his forehead against hers (her skin was so soft) he allowed himself to get lost in her eyes, because he could and because he wanted to.

"Sasuke." Her voice was so soft, and even if she didn't use the suffix anymore, his name coming out of her lips in such a sweet way was enough.

Her hands settled in his chest, while his settled on her waist, holding her close to him.

"You're not romantically retarded after all. Much." She giggled quietly and he smirked, the Dobe was the retarded one, he just didn't know how to let his emotions out that well. But once that little bit came out, the rest wasn't so troublesome.

"Oh great, now I sound like Shikamaru." He ignored his inner and focused on the girl in his arms. He leaned down the tiniest bit, and she leaned up the tiniest bit as well. He leaned a bit more and kept leaning towards her (her lips had been so soft and warm and when he had touched them it had felt as if he had been struck by lightening, in a good way), intent of tasting those perfect lips again (and today she wasn't wearing the piercing).

Her eyes were half-closed, as were his, and he knew she wanted this as much as he did. And when he was about to kiss those pouty cherry lips again… there was a flash of white light.

He blinked.

She blinked.

They blinked at the same time.

And then they looked at where the flash of white light came from… to see Ino grinning while holding a camera; Tsunade grinning and giggling (drunkenly at that) and Naruto grinning from ear to ear, his arms crossed behind his head.

She blushed.

He glared.

And the 3 blonds giggled.

"That waaaasssss sooooooo sweeeeeet!!" Tsunade spoke (drunkenly) sweetly, her hands together in front of her (quite large) bust, her eyes looking shinny (probably because she was drunk).

"I knew you liked Sakura-chan, Sasuke-teme!" Naruto exclaimed, his grin not leaving his face.

"You 2 look so cute together!!" Ino squealed (her camera being held- ahem, hugged to her chest).

And at that moment, he felt like using his trademark Katon: Goukakyu no Jutsu on the 3 blond idiots.

"Maaannnn, that totally ruined our chances of kissing her." His inner whined, and for once, he agreed (although in a more composed and cool manner).

The picture of Konoha's Spring

Under a cherry blossom tree stood 2 people, a boy and a girl. The boy, Uchiha Sasuke, had his arms wrapped around the girls' waist. The girl, Haruno Sakura, had her hands on the boys' chest.

The boy wore a black outfit, black pants and shoes, a black shirt, un-tucked, with the 2 top buttons undone and the sleeves folded up to his elbows.

The girl wore a baby blue kimono that reached her knees, the sleeves were long and the obi was the same shade of baby blue (clear sky baby blue). All over the kimono, it was as if white petals were being carried by the wind. She wore baby blue ballerinas and her hair was being held in a bun by a baby blue hair stick with 2 pendant white beads.

The boy and the girl were leaning towards each other with half-lidded eyes, their lips almost touching (and no, their lips weren't pouting, they were normal).

It was sweetest and cutest photo that Ino had even taken.

Saying that Uchiha Sasuke was pissed off was a bit of an understatement, because he wasn't pissed off, he was livid, furious, angry and pissed off at the same time.

And it wasn't because they had been caught almost kissing (the almost was sopainful), it was the fact that Tsunade had started talking about Uchiha babies (yes, he wanted to restore his clan, but seriously, they were still too young for that), Ino had taken a picture of their almost kiss, and Naruto kept taunting him.

"I swear that if the Dobe doesn't shut up I'm gonna hit him, hard." His inner agreed.

And worse of all was the fact that as soon as she could, Ino had walked up to them (they were just fine as they were) and ripped Sakura off of his arms, to then drag her away, far away from him and into the girls group, which not even a small boy would dare interrupt (woman could get very scary, especially a very drunk Hokage with temper issues).

So now he was with the guys (he'd rather be somewhere secluded with her), and Naruto was still ranting in a sing-song voice about how "Sasuke-teme likes Sakura-chan!".

Fan-fuckin'-tastic.

And it wasn't all. Because the Hyuuga was smirking provokingly at him, Kiba was grinning (and had started chanting with Naruto), Lee was proclaiming one of his youth speeches (moron) and Kakashi (he was sure) was imagining something dirty happening between Sakura and him.

A vein popped in his forehead and he hit the Dobe, hard, over the head, making the blond stumble forward and fall face first on the floor.

Everything went quiet, and he was somehow glad.

"Hyuuga, stop smirking, because everyone knows you're head over heals over your weapons expert team mate." Neji became serious and glared at him (which he ignored).

"Stop chanting and ranting or you'll kiss the floor too Dogboy." Kiba glared at him (oh, sooo scared), which he ignored too. He decided to ignore Lee.

"What was that for Teme??" Naruto yelled while pointing a finger at him. He raised a brow at the Dobe and answered nonchalantly. Actually it was more of a threat than an answer.

"Another word about what happened and you won't be able to walk again." Naruto gulped and edged away from him.

He turned his gaze to the now amused Kakashi and narrowed his eyes.

"And you, you porn addicted moron, stop imagining hentai stuff." Kakashi's amused smile fell and he huffed.

With that said, he got up and decided that a seemingly walk in the woods was good enough.

"Because we're actually gonna hide and listen to what the girls are saying!!" his inner said mischievously while rubbing his hands together. And it wasn't such a bad idea.

She was blushing and he couldn't help himself but to look at her. Even if at first he had intended to listen to what they were saying (the girls) it was too annoying to do so, because it resolved around the same lines.

"You two look so cute together!!"

"Are you two gonna become a couple?"

"When are the Uchiha babies coming?"

It pissed him off that they were talking about his life (and hers) without even bothering to ask if they could, not like they would listen anyway.

But Sakura, she was quiet, blushing, and not answering to anything. For a moment he thought she was 12 years old again, but she wasn't, and he was glad for that. But she looked so adorable with her cheeks tinted pink, her fingers twisting around one of her kimono sleeves and her eyes cast downwards.

He felt like pulling the prince charming act and get her out of there, but he was sure the other girls wouldn't be pleased if he did, and he was also sure that, just to piss him off, the Hokage would give him ridiculous 'missions' for his community work.

"Ne, ne, forehead, do you still love him?" his breath caught in his throat, for some reason, as he watched Sakura and wondered what she would answer.

The previously pink haired, now raven haired girl blushed harder and seemingly shrunk.

"Answer the question." A now sober (just because the question was interesting) Tsunade urged, and Sakura blushed even harder.

"So? Do you?" Tenten urged while leaning forward in anticipation.

Sakura suddenly got up, and her eyes were that dark green color, which meant danger. Her blush disappeared and she glared at the females.

"Why don't you get a life? It's not of your damned business what I feel for him, what he feels for me or what Kakashi-sensei feels while he reads his book. It's personal, and it's none of your business to know." She stated angrily and stormed away from the now shocked group of women.

He smirked.

"That's my Sakura!" he was proud of her, and as a side note, he liked seeing her like that, she looked… well… hmm…

"Sooooo Sexy!!" his inner completed.

He followed her silently as she walked back to the village (all her gifts had been sealed into a scroll for better transport) and smirked when she kept mumbling how "they should just stop meddling into other people's business".

As they reached the bridge where they used to meet when they were genin he swept her off her feet and smirked when she squeaked and instantly wrapped her arms around his neck.

"S-sasuke?" he looked down at her and then started walking towards the village.

"What?" he then decided to ask (out of politeness) and glanced down at her, to see her glaring at him, her eyes still possessing that dark green shade.

"Let me down, I can walk on my own." He cocked his head to the side in thought.

"No." he finally stated and she huffed, turning her head away from him. She could just hit him with a chakra infused something and walk on her own, so, he smirked smugly, because since she hadn't, it meant she wasn't as annoyed as she made it seem.

"You're an idiot." He heard her mumbled after a while, and he eyed her curiously.

"And you're annoying." She turned her head to him sharply with a murderous glare directed at him.

"What was that?" she hissed, to which he shrugged.

"Tch, annoying." He mumbled, and he knew he was pissing her off by doing so, but that dangerous dark green shade her eyes took when she was angry was something he liked.

As he finished his though he felt her hand hit his shoulder, hard.

"Aww, man, you couldn't have kept your mouth shut now could you?" his inner hissed while nursing his aching shoulder, damn she hit hard.

He let her down, she was still glaring at him, and shrugged, ignoring the menace in her eyes, she really was different.

"Tch." He muttered and shoved his hands in his pockets. And for once, he agreed with Shikamaru. "Troublesome." He knew she was still glaring at him as he started walking down the street, but he decided that he didn't care about the dark aura that surrounded her when she was angry, he could perfectly take care of himself.

As he walked he could feel her aura softening, but he sure as hell wasn't expecting her reaction.

"Omae no Baka." She screamed, which made him look over his shoulder at her. "Watashi… watashi…" she spoke quietly, her eyes possessing a certain fierceness he'd never seen before. "Watashi hontouni omae no Daikirai." She screamed again, her words holding all her frustration. As she screamed those words (attracting the attention of several civilians) tears fell from her eyes as she clutched her kimono with her fist.

A few strands of her hair from the bun, framing her face and giving her a fiercer look.

He was about to say something, anything, when she faded away gradually, as if she had been an illusion. He cursed to himself and glared at the civilians who had been watching, all of which gulped, sweat forming over their brows and then turned away in discomfort.

Uchiha Sasuke walked home thinking of someone (or even something) that he could kill and not get caught for.

(A/N- Omae no Baka means You Idiot/Fool; Watashi means Me/I; and Watashi hontouni omae no daikirai means I really hate you. I'm not really sure if I built the sentence right, but I think so…)

She ripped the babay lue hair stick out of her hair and threw it into her bed with as much as she could (without using any chakra, or else she would have to buy a new bed).

"Thatt- that idiot." She almost yelled the last word and fumbled with the knot in her obi. With a grunt she glared at it, her hands having stopped their work and then she almost ripped it off of her body (managing to take it out in one piece by miracle). After the obi was angrily thrown on the bed, the same happened to the rest of her clothes and when she was in only her black underwear did she walk over to her walk in closet to get some clothes.

She wiped the tears that wouldn't stop flowing angrily and took some clothes out of the closet, why did it have to hurt so much?

She lay the clothes over the messy kimono and then started getting dressed.

First the black spandex short shorts, then the black skirt "much like her usual beige one but in black), then a dark red spaghetti strap top and finally a black vest, which she zipped only a bit.

Walking back to her closet she got a dark red belt out, and once again wiped the tears angrily off of her face, they just wouldn't stop flowing, and it pissed her off.

She hastily put the belt around her waist and walked out of the room, she needed to blow something up.

"Fuck." She cursed loudly, she just had to pick up his habits.

"Stupid Deidara, stupid Sasuke." She muttered heatedly and entered her weapons room, since she was on probation she couldn't take her katana, or any other weapon that could be seen for the matter. With a groan she grabbed a bag she had long put aside and slung the strap over her shoulder so the bag cross-wide.

"Stupid men." She grunted and stormed to her front door. Stopping before opening the door she angrily wiped her tears, determinate to not cry anymore. And where was her inner when she needed some moral support?

Remembering that she didn't want to walk around with her hair loose, she walked back to her room and opened a drawer of her bedside table, from inside she took a black rubber band and then, as she walked back to her front door, she tied her hair up in a high ponytail.

"Deidara used to tie my hair in ponytails." She groaned again, why did he have to come to her mind now?

She slung the door open and after putting on her black kick-ass boots, she stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door shut, remembering to be gentle enough so her walls wouldn't crack.

She walked down the street, a very much dark, dangerous and murderous aura irradiating from her, and all the villagers she walked by stepped away from her, sensing the danger of a pissed off shinobi.

Why did man have to be so stupid and moronic?

She walked past Sasuke, who was oh so casually walking around the village or something, and ignored him completely, right now, she just felt like doing one thing (since she didn't feel like killing anyone… yet), she felt like doing— she needed to blow something up, at least that moronic and stupid, stupid blond was good for something, which would be teaching her a way to blow some steam without arming anyone physically or verbally. He had taught her how to blow something up, and oh, when he blew something up she used to watch the explosion in sick fascination, and other times she watched as his eyes twinkled in his own sick fascination.

"Stop thinking about him." She growled to herself, she really had to stop thinking about him… about men in general.

"Fuckers." She hissed, more to herself than anything else. "All of them are just a bunch of moronic bastards." She glared at everything and everyone that crossed her way, and oh, she was going to enjoy blowing parts of the forest sooooooo much.

She walked into the forest, to the villagers relief, and kept going until she knew she was far enough to b blow something up and no one knowing.

Reaching inside the black bag she had next to her hip, she grabbed some of the still malleable and good white clay.

She was glad it had already been infused with chakra and that only one seal and one word were, necessary for it to blow of. She considered just dropping a piece of glass on the floor and blow it up, but decided against it.

"He taught me how to do art, so let's make some art!"her thoughts were becoming sadistic, she knew, but she didn't give a damn, she just needed to let go of her frustration in some way, and right, Deidara's way seemed to be a good one.

She sat down on the floor, not caring that she was in the middle of the trees and not against one, and started making small sculptures. She may have not had his bloodline limit, but he taught her to mold the clay without it, and when he sculpted out of battles, he did it with his hands and not with his—

"Stop. Just stop. Stop thinking about him, just do the damn sculptures." She berated herself for thinking so much about a dead man, she wasn't supposed to.

She molded quickly, her hands moving on their own accord, she hadn't lost the touch after not molding for so long after all… which was good.

She created around 15 small spiders, 9 sparrows, 3 squirrels, 2 hawks and a lot of (around 30) ants. When she was done she did the hand seal to bring them to life and with the chakra she had infused in them, made them scatter in the forest in all directions. The ants and spiders disappeared in the ground vegetation, the squirrels disappeared into the trees and the sparrows disappeared in the sky, some of them (she could tell because of the chakra she had infused in the clay) stayed in trees, while the others kept flying. As for the haws, they were the ones that grew the most, those ones she would make them blow up like fireworks. She had always liked fireworks.

The haws, now in real size, being now big animals, took flight, and she decided to make one more creation to admire her word, one of Deidara's trademark birds, the ones he used to fly in.

Molding the clay quickly, she threw the lifeless creation in the air and did a hand seal, the clay bird came to life and then became big enough for 2 people to sit in it, fly in it.

She jumped into it and them took her flight, focusing chakra on her fit not to fall and feeling all giddy inside, she always got like that, sadistic, excited and giddy.

Her fingertips twitched, eager to make the hand seal, and her eyes darkened to a blue-green in sick eagerness, like he created his, she would create her own art.

The bird flew higher and higher, and only when she felt the atmosphere pressure constricting her lungs and the temperature drop make her shiver did she stop the bird from rising any further. She could see the whole forest from up there, and the knowledge that she could admire her art only made her become more excited and giddy.

She made the seals and only had to pronounce one word to see the green (too green, too lively) forest become the aftermath of her wonderful (loved) art.

Katsu. It was all it took, and she took a moment to calm her jumping nerves, because she wanted to enjoy it to more she could. That word, now that she thought about it, she used that word for several of her jutsus. Katsu: to win, to gain victory. It suited the blond so well, because he never gave up until he won.

She let out a breath of cold (freezing, ice cold) air and then looked back down, her lips starting to form the word.

Her eyes darkened even further, becoming a dark sapphire blue, and then she uttered the word she felt so excited and eager to pronounce.

"If you wanna do something." He grinned. "Do it big!!"

She would fallow his advice.

"Katsu!!" she screamed as loud as she could, her excitement barely held inside as a sadistic grin settled on her face.
It felt so good to be above everything.

Art is a blast! She thought so too!

I hope you all enjoyed, and please review, remember, I need at least 4 reviews!!

Or else I'll send my dangerous cat - Kira - and she'll give you the irresistible eyes and you'll definitively have to review!! lol (I named her Kira because I remembered Death Note and how everyone called Raito Kira because he killed all the bad guys so... Kira from killer!! I'm so sadistic --')

What will happen next? Be attentive and don't miss the next episode to find out!! (Got the line from dragon Ball XD)

Love you all very much, and the next chapter I'm thanking all my reviewers,

Kimi-chan!!