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The young pinkette giggled while playing with her new doll. She ran around outside the front of her house and threw it up in the air, just barely catching it in her chubby hands. Little did she notice she was getting closer and closer to the road, with cars whooshing by. Her parents were too busy snuggling to notice...
Young Sasuke, still as arrogant as ever, walked with his nose in the air and his hands in his pockets. He happened to catch a glimpse of pink out of his eye and remembered he was walking down Sakura's street. He looked over to see her throw up some doll. It landed on the road. She smiled and ran over to pick it up at the same time a car came zooming by, with thumping beats from some head-banging song.
The driver noticed Little Sakura at the last moment. He tried to slam his foot on the break petal but he knew it wasn't fast enough. Sakura, noticing the noise and vibrations, looked up with large, orbic emerald, innocent eyes. She screamed when she saw the car and clutched her doll tightly.
The last thing she heard before crashing to the ground was an exasperated sigh. Then she saw only darkness.
When she came to, she found herself staring at her mother's worried face. But, beyond that, her eyes fixated apon pair of onyx, flat orbs. She sat up with a jolt, banging foreheads with her mother. "Sasuke-kun!" she gasped.
He stood up, walked over to her, and patted her soft, pink hair gently. "Hey."
"You saved me?!"
He smirked and turned on his heel toward the door. Raising a hand as a goodbye signal, he said "you owe me one, shorty."
The door closed before she could yell in anger at the name.
-Gullible-
"Itachi," a panting Sasuke burst through his elder brother's door. He tried to avoid going into Itachi's room, a childish fear of some creature being tortured in here. But the room was clean and as organized as his. The only thing that was out of place was the bored Itachi, reading Itcha Itcha Paradise on the neatly made bed.
The older Uchiha's eyes took in his disgruntled brother's face before slowly returning to the book. "What is it, little brother?" he asked in his mildly taunting voice.
"Don't you 'little brother' me, you asshole," Sasuke hissed. "What the hell did you tell Sakura?!"
"A few things..."
The death glare Itachi received did not tamper him one bit. In fact, the corners of his mouth tugged as he fought back the oncoming smirk. There was really no point trying to hide it considering Sasuke new it was there and it only made him angrier.
"She said you told her a secret," he growled. "What 'secret' would that be?"
"Sasuke... I had no idea you had more than one secret," Itachi teased. He sat up and folded his hands on his lap, mocking a caring position. "Would you care to tell me some of them? If they appear on the web one day along with a picture of you, I will not be held responsible."
"Just tell me what you told Sakura!"
The eldest Uchiha lifted a single brow. "Why are you asking me? Shouldn't you ask Sakura-chan?"
Sasuke flinched at the prefix. He has no right calling her that! "She's not allowed."
The other eyebrow lifted as well in Itachi's best questioning gaze.
"Or she'll get detention."
"So? Aren't you a man, Sasuke? Shouldn't you march right up and demand Sakura to tell you the secret? If she's so head-over-heels for you, you should have no problem getting it out of her."
Sasuke's eyes narrowed. "What's your plan?"
The smirk finally revealed itself. "If I told you, there would be no fun in letting it follow. Now... isn't Sakura-chan at home by now?"
"Are you stalking her?"
Itachi chuckled. He waved his hands in a go-on, go-on gesture. Without further words, he laid back down and returned to reading his book.
Growling, Sasuke left. The inferior feeling he had around his older sibling was enough to make him physically sick. He went to his room, collapsed on the perfectly made bed, and stared at the off-white ceiling.The ivory, pale, innocent face he kept seeing in the little curving texture of the scene made him frown. Just what does she know? What is she thinking of me right now?
--
Sasuke-kun was so CUTE when he was a child! Sakura thought giddily as she lay on her bed, kicking her feet in the air, and gaping over a picture of her and the Uchiha as children. She traced a slim finger of the boy's hollow, stoic face, wondering yet again why he couldn't smile. Come to think of it... she pressed that same finger against her chin. Have I EVER seen Sasuke-kun smile?
No... No, I don't think I have.
Smirking's different than smiling...
I've seen him chuckle... at me...
The blaring of the phone ringing took her out of her trivial thoughts. Humming, she skipped over to it and glanced at the ID. A wide smile broke across her lips as she saw the name. She pressed Talk and held it close to her ear. "SASUKE-KUN!"
"It's not polite to insult people."
Sakura's smile faded. A lump formed in her petite throat. "I-Itachi-kun?"
"Correct. Hello, Sakura-chan."
Absent mindedly, the pinkette twirled the cord to her magenta phone in her fingers. "I didn't tell Sasuke-kun the secret. But now he's mad at me..."
The smirk in Itachi's voice was crystal clear. "That's good."
"It's good that Sasuke-kun's mad at me?!" Sakura considered hanging up on this... this...man.
There was a chuckle on the other end of the line. "No, no, not that. It's good that you haven't told Sasuke about the secret. If you tell him, Sakura-chan, Sasuke will be very angry. You don't want him more angry that he already is, do you?"
"Hm..."
"Sakura?"
"I don't think it's possible for him to get any angrier," she admitted gingerly. "But you're his brother and it is a very funny secret. Okay, Itachi-kun, I won't tell him. I wasn't going to anyway, Orochimaru-sensei forbidded me to."
"Oh?"
Itachi listened patiently as Sakura told him the "tragic" class story on how she isn't permitted to tell her beloved Sasuke-kun about the secret he so badly wants to know. She even said about the ice cream incident and apologized about sending the angry young Uchiha to Itachi-kun. The girl even told him about sifting through her old album at all of the pictures she treasured of Sasuke-kun. She treasured... ALL of them.
"But I won't tell Sasuke-kun no matter what," she concluded. "I don't care about class as much as I do Sasuke-kun. If I make him any angrier... I fear for his health."
Silence.
"I-Itachi-kun?"
More silence.
"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIItachiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun?"
"Oh, Sakura-chan. Sorry, but I must go now."
"Alright, bye-bye, Itachi-kun!"
"Now remember-"
"Don't tell Sasuke-kun no matter what!"
"Yes." Right before the phone clicked off, Sakura could swear she heard the word "gullible."
But no, that was probably just her imagination. Itachi was kind to her. He gave her a heads-up on Sasuke's reaction. How could she be gullable? She was Konoha High's number one honor student!
--
It was in the middle of the night when Sakura heard a constant, irritating tapping. She rolled over onto her other side and stuffed her pillow over her head, trying to block out the annoying distraction from her beauty sleep. But the bother continued to pull her from unconsciousness. It got to the point that she was so perturbed that she could cry.
So, she got out of bed, pressed her bare feet on the cold carpet, and stood up. The sound seemed to be coming from her window. With a loud yawn, she drew back the dark pink curtain.
Sasuke.
At first, she just stared at the expressionless boy waiting outside her window. Tired, flat emerald orbs met slightly angry, flat onyx orbs.
Sasuke.
Then Sakura slowly wondered: why... is... there... someone... out... the... window? They were boring thoughts, like a dream almost forgotten or when you're rambling even though you know the person you're talking to has stopped listening. She pressed a weary hand to the cool glass and paused.
Sasuke.
A scream escaped her lips. Her world tilted. Her head went dark, very dark. Her face was went white, chalk white. Her eyes were wide, wide as dinner plates. Confusion, surprise, shock, stun, curiosity, amazement all flashed in those innocent, huge orbs. "Sa...?"
Rolling his eyes, Sasuke tapped on the glass with his index finer impatiently.
The Haruno was not comprehending.
So, the Uchiha blew across the cold glass, making steam appear. Writing in his incredibly elegant script, he wrote OPEN in caps so that Sakura might be able to understand his motivation.
"Sasuke-kun, what does NEPO mean?" Sakura asked, throwing the window open.
"Idiot," he sighed while seizing the moment and hopping through the opening ever so graciously. Sakura closed the window, crossed her arms, and looked at him expectantly. "Hn," he simply replied.
Her brow ruffled. "Why are you here?" she demanded with a pouting lip.
Sasuke held his breath, watching the angry face of the girl. He closed his eyes and pressed his cool fingertips to his temples, reminding himself why he came. He was on a mission, dammit. Tonight, he would get the secret out of Sakura one way or another. He opened his eyes to give his full gaze to Sakura. "Tch, you know why I'm here, stupid."
His eyes watched closely as the lower lip puffed out even more. He fought off the smirk.
Sakura watched closely as his lips twitched at the corners. Her eyes narrowed. If he smirks once, I'm calling the police for breaking and entering.
Now's time for the dramatic scene!
Sakura presses the back of her hand to her forehead and throws her arm out dramatically. "No, Sasuke-kun, I shalln't tell you! I care far too much for your health! You can do whatever you want but I shalln't tell you what will cause harm to you! You are my life so anything that causes pain to you, causes pain to me. Don't you see? What I'm keeping from you is entirely for your sake!"
Uchiha Sasuke lifted a perfectly shaped brow. "Why are you talking like a Southern Bell?"
Blush. "I-I don't know what you're talking about."
"No matter," he shrugged, letting the dramatic little episode slide. A devious smirk curled up his lips as he took an opposing step forward. Before Sakura could back up defensively, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Their faces came inches apart. With his free hand, he slid his fingertips across her cheekbones, causing goose bumps to add to her cherry blush. "Why won't you tell me the secret?" he asked slyly.
"B-Because..." Sakura stuttered, her tong suddenly trembling fiercely.
Those devilish fingertips curved down toward her lips, caressing them ever so slightly. She could feel herself losing herself in those depthless black oceans known as Sasuke's eyes. She sensed the faintest flicker of persuasion. Enough to make her walls start shaking...
"Well?" he urged as a breath, his sweet scent flying across her face.
Her eyes drooped. "Well... what...?"
The persuasion veered toward irritation. "The secret, Sakura." He came closer, his lips so close...
... "Secret...?"
Keep it cool, keep it cool, Sasuke told himself. "The one Itachi told you," he purred, his hand twisting down her jaw, into the curve of her neck...
"Oh... that one... But you're health, Sasuke-kun. Itachi said that... that you'll be very angry..."
"I won't be angry."
... "P-Promise?"
"Yes."
"Do you promise not to tell anyone I told you?"
"Yes."
... "Give me your ear please." The walls completly crumbled.
"Of course."
So, Sakura did the forbidden and told Uchiha Sasuke the secret he was not meant to know. The secret that everyone except him was aware of. The one concerning him and his status. The one that made his fan girls quiver. The one that made Sakura feel like she had something over her Sasuke-kun. The one that made Naruto giggle. The one that Itachi started.
And now... for the dramatic climax...
"There was no secret, Sasuke-kun!"
JUST KIDDING!
"The secret is... that you... cuddle with a pink Teddy bear at night called Mr. Higglebottoms and have done so ever since you were three years old and that you pretend it's a person and talk to it and even have a little bed for it whenever you're not home and hide it secure in your closet so no scary robbers can come and steal it because it's your bestest friends, the only one you've ever shared all your secrets with, the only one who sees you smile, the only one who knows the TRUE Sasuke-kun."
...
Sasuke's mouth dropped.
Sakura felt SO MUCH BETTER! Relief washed over her like cold waves in the ocean. She sighed and a smile crossed her lips as she giggled at Sasuke's smexy dumbfounded expression. She wriggled out of his grasp to lightly probe his smooth, marbely chin. "Sasuke-kun, you could have told me."
Those shocked eyes slowly met with hers, still thick with absolute stun.
She nodded eagerly. "I wouldn't have judged you. I was actually glad to hear that you had someone like that. Of course Itachi-kun would know, he's probably seen it. It's my new wish to someday meet Mr. Higglebottoms," a wistful expression clouded her face, her palms pressed against her cheeks.
Sasuke abruptly left his astonished state. A scowl plastered across his face, hard and cold and terrifying. His fists clenched, his teeth grinded. "And Itachi's the one who told you this?"
She nodded slowly.
"And you told everyone else?"
"I told Naruto and Ino, who told everyone else," she corrected dreamily.
"I'm going to-"
"Sasuke-kun, you promised you wouldn't get angry," Sakura told him sternly, pointing a finger at him.
"I'm not angry," he spat through his teeth.
"Liar. Sasuke-kun, listen to me. I think that if you wear your hair a little neater and wear lower-cut shirts, no one will even care about your embarrassing secret. They'll forget all about it, trust me!"
Suddenly, out of the blue, Sasuke crushed his lips against hers. Heat rose from both bodies as he kissed her ever so passionately. "Sakura," he panted, pulling his lips away briefly. "It's not true."
"Then why... are you...?" she huffed.
"Because I felt like it," he said, suddenly stoic again. "Thanks for telling me the secret. I've got what I came for. Later." With that, he hopped out the window, sliding it closed behind him. The gorgeous boy disappeared into the night with a dazed Haruno quivering where she stood, lips still heavy with his taste.
Alright, so that was the secret! "The secret is... that you... cuddle with a pink Teddy bear at night called Mr. Higglebottoms and have done so ever since you were three years old and that you pretend it's a person and talk to it and even have a little bed for it whenever you're not home and hide it secure in your closet so no scary robbers can come and steal it because it's your bestest friends, the only one you've ever shared all your secrets with, the only one who sees you smile, the only one who knows the TRUE Sasuke-kun."
It wasn't easy to make, lemme tell you. Hope I didn't disappoint anyone. But here ends another arc. And I had to add a major SasuSaku moment. I haven't had one of those in a while and this chapter took a long time to post. You know how it can be. School and laziness and what not.
Why did Sasuke kiss her? Not just because I needed a SasuSaku moment topper but because he was actually turned on by the fact that Sakura would accept him even if he had an embarrassing secret like that. Which he does not, by the way. He DOES NOT. At least, not that I'm aware of...
Question time!
What will Sakura do now that she's tasted the taste? Will she go after that boy, try to get another amazing kiss from him? Will she continue to be innocent? Probably, Sakura's so much better when she's adorably naíve and gets on Sasuke's nerves. But what THE HELL is Itachi's plan? What will he do now that the cats out of the bag? What will Sasuke do to him? Does Itachi like Sakura or does he just like messing with Sasuke? Does Itachi LIKE Sasuke more than a brother should?
I'll tell you right now, the answer to that is no. I have a problem with writing incest, especially gay incest.
And finally... (i get so tired of asking this question) how will our starring couple end up? What will be the anticipated ending to this series!?
Stick around and find out (imagine Sailor Moon making her weird pose at the beginning of the episode)!