Okay, Sasuke and Sakura's turn.

This would be my first SasuSaku fanfic.

So, go easy on me.

Enjoy, my dear fluff-loving readers.

I do not own Naruto.

Name: Sasuke Uchiha

Age: 15

Course for Tutoring: Mathematics. Because I can't remember the goddamned Quadratic Equation.

"I don't need to be tutored in Math," Sasuke stated, glaring into Iruka-sensei's face. "I don't."

"According your parents, Sasuke, you do," the Math teacher answered, calmly. "Your grade is a seventy three, and your father is requesting you to be tutored."

By requesting, Iruka-sensei meant demanding-or-you-losep-your-job.

Sasuke's eyes flared as he ground his teeth together.

"I don't---"

"Your session begins in five minutes, Sasuke," Iruka-sensei interrupted. "Go to Room 131 and begin."

With a narrowed Uchiha glare and "hn", Sasuke picked up his bag and stalked out of the room, fuming. As Sasuke made his way towards Room 131, he past the English classroom, and caught a flash of familiar bright blonde hair and long indigo.

The dobe's got himself a girl, he mused, smirking and raising an eyebrow. How Naruto could ever get a girlfriend was beyond him.

At last, Sasuke came to Room 131, and glared, muderously, at the door before entering.

No one there.

Sasuke blinked, then strode forward and took a seat at random. He pulled out his Math book and binder, and took the pencil from behind his ear. He waited.

And waited.

After fifteen minutes, Sasuke's patience vanished. He was glowering at the clock, at the door, and at the room at large, when suddenly, a girl stumbled through.

She was dressed in the basic uniform of Konoha University. Except, instead of the gray socks and buckled shoes, this girl wore black, strappy sandels. Her hair was bubblegum pink, and tousled as if she had just sprinted from one destination to another at warp speed. She suddenly straightened and smile

"Sorry I'm late," she apologized, her jade eyes glistening. "But Ino, my best friend, she just broke up with Sai, her boyfriend, and it was hard for her, so you know me, being her best friend, had to comfort her and---"

Sasuke chose this moment to awkwardly clear his throat and she suddenly stopped and blinked.

Then she smiled. And her smile was amazing.

Sasuke blinked, suddenly recognizing her. This girl was Sakura Haruno, best friend of Ino Yamanka. She was one of the smartest sophmores at Konoha University, and was in National Honor Society, and the Vice-President of the sophmore class. (The president being Sasuke, of course.) She and Naruto had dated for a bit, but it simply didn't work out. He definetly remembered her now.

"I'm Sak---"

"Sakura Haruno," Sasuke interrupted, cooly.

She smiled agin.

"And you are Sasuke Uchiha, son of the Headmaster, the President of the sophmore class, as well as the star basketball player," she stated, raising a delicate pink eyebrow.

He nodded.

She sat down, sliding neatly into the desk beside him. She took out her Math binder and book, setting them neatly on her desktop.

"Well, Iruka-sensei tells me that you have trouble with the Quadratic Equation, so why don't we start there?" she suggested.

As if he had a choice.

Sakura Haruno was a seemingly brilliant teacher. She talked almost the entire time, of Math or gossip, Sasuke wasn't entirely sure.

He was too busy staring at her. (Discreetly, of course, because Uchiha's did not stare.)

"You've got it, Sasuke-kun!" Sakura cheered, when he finally finished a particularly grueling problem. "You're a fast learner, Sasuke-kun, I'm proud of you!"

And she leaned forward and gave him a simple, gentle, kiss on the cheek in congratulations.

Sasuke swallowed to keep himself from blushing. (Uchiha's did not blush.)

Sakura giggled.

"Aw, Sasuke-kun, I'm sorry," she said, between giggling. "I didn't mean to embarass you."

Damn it.

Sasuke said nothing, but simply turned and looked at her.

And she melted.

Because one can not resist the Uchiha eyes. You can not. It is not physically possible.

Sakura's face suddenly turned pink. She tilted her head, turning her pretty eyes away as if she were suddenly nervous.

Sasuke furrowed his brow, confused, but said nothing.

Awkward silence followed.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke-kun," she murmured, a few moments later. "I didn't mean to make things uncomfortable for you. It's just I've always had a bit of a---"

(Stalking issue.)

"---crush on you. And to be tutoring you and have you to myself for once is just, like, a dream come true, and---"

Sasuke reached out and took her chin in his hand, this thumb and forefinger curled around the delicate curve of her jaw. With gentle but obvious strength, the youngest Uchiha turned his Math tutor's face towards his.

Sakura opened her mouth to say something, but the look in Sasuke's onyx eyes silenced her immediately.

He slowly leaned forward, and after a brieft moment of suspense, met her lips with his own. He pressed against her lips and noted how they tasted like sweet cherries.

She responded with slight pressure and he knew he had managed to do something right.

He felt her smiling into the kiss and he pressed harder.

Suddenly, Sasuke loved cherries.

Sakura, still kissing him, raised her hands and ran them up his muscled arms, then into his dark hair. Her hands were like dancing butterflies on his pale skin, brushing across his face and neck and shoulders.

Sasuke simply smiled.

Because Sasuke says nothing.

And Sakura says everything.

Because women are better than men.

Ha.

I wrote this in Global, while my teacher was talking about nicknames.

Review?

.::Honatetsu Kiyasha::.