Chapter 9: Denial

And without further adieu…

Merry Christmas~


""The worst thing you can do for love is deny it; so when you find that special someone, don't let anyone or anything to get in your way." (quote from the Internet. I'm going to guess anonymous)

I couldn't be… no… I can't be. The same sentences of denial kept repeating over and over again like a steady drum.

I couldn't possibly like the guy right? That would make me fall right into the adults' plans. Impossible. No way.

With all these thoughts clouding my head, I ignore my surroundings. Even though I am in my closet sitting on my pointy shoes, I can't feel anything. I hug a pillow and sit in a fetal position.

The events of that day replay in my mind over and over again especially the kiss. Why do I think about it over and over again?

It's not like the two of you haven't kissed before.

No! Your'e back!

Yep. I'm back! Next time don't follow sketchy guys.

Thanks for the advice.

Anyways, back to the point. You guys kissed before. I don't see what the big deal is.

Of course it's a big deal! I… I…

You…

Forget you. Why are you back anyways?

Well, I was sort of barred inside the horrible prison called your mind. And I've been imprisoned there since the accident!

Oh… Well, you should go back to being silent.

Not going to happen. Do you know how painful it was to watch you two?

Ugh… you make me sick.

As I'm making a conversation with myself, I get interrupted by the one and only. Shit! The entering bright light stings my eyes which got used to the dark.

"What are you doing?" he asks me trying to stifle a giggle.

"None of your business!" I retort back.

He arches one of his eyebrows and stares at me as if he were staring at a lunatic. Crap.

"Fine. We're eating right now. Come," He orders and leaves.

This is a horrible situation. I attempt to stand up, but stiff muscles and the relief of poking heals slowed me down. After some stretching, I walk slowly downstairs to eat dinner. I sit down to eat with my head staring at the table.

The maid places the food, which I play with. I couldn't get the food inside my mouth. My mind was too distracted, so I couldn't eat the food.

A strange aura disrupts me mind.

Your boyfriend seems pissed off.

"He's not my boyfriend!" I scream aloud while jumping out of my seat and spilling the soup.

"Who's not your boyfriend?" he asks curiously.

I look at him for the first time and see that he has an amused face to cover up his annoyed atmosphere.

I laugh nervously, "Excuse me while I freshen up," I excuse myself from the table and attempt my escape to the bathroom.

He grabs my arm before I can make my grand escape. "Where do you think you're going?"

"To… the… bathroom?" I answer anxiously.

"Bull shit. Tell me what the hell is going on right now," he insists.

"Nothing," I avert his gaze.

He pushes my head so that I look straight into his eyes. His dark quizzical eyes that make me melt inside. He then slowly gets closer to my body and leads me to the wall.

"You're still not fretting over that kiss, are you?" he asks obviously amused.

"No!" I defy his accusations, but the blush on my cheeks gives my lie away.

"It's just a stupid kiss. I don't see what the big deal is," he says blowing off the whole incident as if nothing happened.

"It's a very big deal," I answer him with an added bonus of a glare.

"Well you see," he says seductively, "We have done it before, and your see… it doesn't take much to kiss someone. All you have to do is lean in closer…" he moves closer to my face until there is only about a centimeter of space between us.

I close my eyes and mouth shut and face away from him. After a couple of seconds, I hear Sasuke breaking into laughter and walks away. I open my eyes one by one and see that there is no Sasuke and run upstairs to my room. Slamming the door behind me, I slide on the wall and wrap my arms around my legs.

My cheeks blush furiously and I sit there frustrated at my own stupidity.

Stupid.

Shut up.

You know I'm right. You know you want to just kiss him and give him a big hug…

Lalalala! I'm not listening! (I ignore her x-rated talk of my lust for Sasuke.) Anyways, you need to improve your act. That boy has been very patient with you.

You should at least do him a favor and make the first move.

(I sigh.) I'm going to bed.

Good night stupid.

I drag myself to the bed and drift into a deep sleep.


This is my chance! That stupid Sakura… She doesn't even know how long that Sasuke has been waiting. I'm going to have to take over, and set these two up while Sakura is snoozing away. I walk to the vanity mirror, and make Sakura look more presentable than her disgusting state right now.

All I need is some lingerie… After I find the best lingerie out of her closet, I grab a pillow and walk downstairs to the refrigerator and took a shot to relax the nerves and to make Sasuke blame the alcohol.

After a shot, I creep to the boy's room and take a couple of deep breaths.

It's show time.

I open the door and enter his room while hugging the pillow with a puppy dogface. I try to look as innocent as possible. The boy's on his bead reading a book.

"Sasuke-kun," I call for his attention and walk over to him.

"What?" he asks putting his book down.

He turns and looks at me with eyes big as saucers. Any normal teenage boy would be shocked at the erotic show I'm putting on.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" I ask innocently in front of him.

He's silent and reluctant to answer.

"I had a bad dream," I tempt him a little more.

He continues to stay silent until I start feeling uncomfortable. After what felt like an eternity, the boy finally motioned for me to enter his bed.

Yes! Score one for me! I knew that Sasuke can't resist Sakura in such a state.

I enter the sheets slowly to keep up my little charade, and snuggle in the blankets. The boy sits right next to me reverting his attention back to the book. This won't do. He's supposed to be focused at the little lamb called Sakura! Infuriated at his calmness. I snuggle into him and pretend to have fallen asleep.

He doesn't refuse my touch. Yes! Success.

Mission accomplished. I bring Sakura back to reality and fall asleep myself.


Something warm… I feel something very warm right next to me. I snuggle into the warmth for just a little longer…

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Ah… my head is pounding. It feels like a hang over. That's strange…

Why would I have a hang over if I haven't had a drink in so long?

I try to move my body but something is holding me down. I open my eyes and to my surprise I see a sleeping Sasuke-kun.

A sleeping Sasuke-kun… how nice…

"Ah!" I scream in shock and jump out of bed.

He wakes up in shock thinking that something is wrong. His half drowsy state is sort of cute… I stand there for a second just staring at him…

What are you doing?

"What are you doing?" they both ask.

"What do you mean what am I doing? What are you doing in my room you pervert!" I accuse him.

He sighs and ruffles his hair in frustration. I look around the room to see that it's not my room.

"Why am I in your room?" I ask him.

"You came in here last night telling me you had a bad dream and wanted to sleep with me," he explains.

"Eh?!"