Chapter 4
Sakura's POV
I gave my mom the silent treatment in the morning, but I don't think she noticed. I was extra sure, though, to talk to my dad a lot and make sure he would tell people at work about my babysitting thing. Also, feeding Samuel was relatively easy this morning- he still didn't have much at all, but a couple of easy bites are better than nothing. I wonder if this is like, a good sign or something.
Hinata and I talked for most of art class. I told her about my purse, my mom being stupid, and most importantly, my date with Naruto. What was weird though, was that she seemed to force her excitement about it. What was even weirder, was that I caught Sasuke Uchiha staring at me.
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Sasuke's POV
Holy Fuck. Paper towel girl talked non-stop, and really loudly too. He could hear her from all the way across the room. It was so damn annoying, and so hard to tune her out because her voice would pierce through everyone else's. Sasuke managed to drown her out at one point with his ipod, but found himself listening to her conversation. Especially when she started talking about a date. A date with Naruto to be exact.
He couldn't believe the idiot actually asked her out, and she even said yes! Wait, why did he care? He didn't care- well that was what he told himself. He was just peeved. Why? One, she doesn't look like the type to party, two, she was probably a spoiled brat, three, she wasn't anything close to popular (even though she is mildly attractive… only mildly) and four, she will be spending more time with Naruto, and more time with Naruto meant more time around him.
And she was paper towel girl for fuck's sake! Why would Naruto go out with paper towel girl? Oh right, because Naruto is an idiot.
Sasuke let out a frustrated sigh and turned the volume of his ipod almost to its maximum. But as he continued to work in his sketchbook, he found his gaze returning constantly to paper towel girl, sizing her up- seeing if there was some hidden factor that he somehow missed in why Naruto chose her of all people. And then, while he was sizing her up, she caught him looking at her. And their gaze connected.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
Her face flushed a deep red.
He raised his other eyebrow.
She flushed an even deeper red.
He smirked when she looked away and tried to busy herself with a non-existent mark on her skirt. But before he could do, think, or say anything else- a thought hit him.
What the hell? Am I… Was I flirting with her?!
His nose scrunched infinitesimally and he looked back down at his own work.
Fuck no.
And as he tried to convince himself that he wasn't, in fact flirting with her, his eyes flickered up once more to paper towel girl.
Where this time he caught her staring at him- which really isn't so unlikely when you consider that it's Sasuke Uchiha as the object of focus.
This time, he glared at her- just to intimidate her, to make her realize that she's not worthy, that she's not mildly attractive, that he wasn't flirting with her (because he wasn't).
And this time, he saw the glimmer of- you could call it fear- in her eyes as she looked away for good. Sasuke smirked inwardly, satisfied by her reaction, and by the realization that he could actually work again.
Sasuke had Business after art and instead of listening to the teacher's lesson, he closed his eyes and sat there, bored. He also noticed, before he closed his eyes, that paper towel girl's friend- the small, shy, panicky one- was also in his business class.
Sasuke didn't feel like acknowledging anyone at lunch- not that he usually did. Instead, he tuned out the whole world completely. That is, until paper towel girl entered the cafeteria. She came with a friend, a blonde one, and they waited in line to get their lunch. Just like in art class, though, her voice penetrated through the wall he created between himself and the world. God, she was so annoying. He found himself glaring in her direction until she left- then he continued to tune everything out again.
The class was supposed to be reading MacBeth in English. Even though Sasuke understood Shakespeare, he didn't care for it. Besides, he had already read the book. So instead of reading, he cleared his mind- almost preparing himself for next period- Biology- where paper towel girl and her annoying voice would be. She would most likely be sitting near him – if she was going out with Naruto, she would sit with him, and Naruto would sit with Sasuke. Which was why he was mentally preparing himself- if he would be sitting beside the world's biggest idiot, and paper towel girl (who's voice would only have to travel mere inches to assault Sasuke's ears), he had to be in some sort of state of calm. So Sasuke walked to Biology (which was more like death row) with a completely blank mind and expression.
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Sakura's POV
"Come sit over here!" Naruto said as he led me over to the back of the classroom- where Sasuke was again. Naruto sat on his left and gestured for me to sit beside him, so the only thing between me and Sasuke was Naruto himself- not good considering the look he gave me earlier that morning.
Mr. Kakashi was late as usual, and it was very awkward during the time before he came. Naruto and I would talk, but then feel bad that Sasuke was left out. Bur when we did try to involve him, he'd answer with a "Hn" or an "Aa." Or even nothing at all. Then, to make things worse, Lee decided to sit on the other side of me. And even though I told him that Naruto had already asked me out, he still persisted.
Finally, Mr. Kakashi came in. After taking attendance, he went straight to explaining the culminating activity.
"So I believe I already told you about the basic idea," he started, "But I have yet to assign the groups. Once I have done that, your group can sign up for your topic. The overall theme will be the human body, you just have to focus on a certain part. Now to assign your groups..." He quickly counted the number of people in the class, "So each is a group of three, and I'll just make the groups by where you are sitting." Then he started counting off groups – or teams - as he liked to call it. Wait- if it's by where we are sitting, then that means we are probably grouped with the people we were sitting beside. Uh oh. Lee was sitting beside me. That would be A LOT of time spent with Lee. Shit. Please, don't put me in the same group with Lee.
He counted teams 1 and 2, and Lee looked at me with a hopeful smile.
Not with Lee.
He counted team 3, and Lee's hopeful smile turned into a grin.
Not with Lee. I'll do anything!
He counted team 4, and Lee started to shift his chair a little closer to mine.
Not Lee Not Lee Not Lee Not Lee Not Lee Not Lee Not Lee Not Lee.
He counted team 5- he was getting closer and closer to where I sat, and his smile was looking quite creepy now.
Oh please oh please oh please oh please oh please oh please.
YES! Mr. Kakashi put Lee in team 6- and I wasn't in it!
So team 7 was me, Naruto, and Sasuke. I looked at Naruto who pumped his fist with an "alright!", while Sasuke just sat there. Wait- I'm in Sasuke's group? That's not good. 1, I seem to drool over him every time he's near (even worse because I'm apparently dating Naruto), and 2, last time I checked, he was kind of mad at me.
Mr. Kakashi finally finished assigning all 9 groups, and then he continued to speak, "Now that the groups are settled, I'll let you pick your topics. Just choose a part of the body to focus on and come tell me. Then I'll give you the assignment instructions."
I think Lee was weeping about me not being in his group, but I ignored him. Instead, I turned to Naruto and Sasuke.
"So, um, what part should we do?" I asked. Naruto thought about this for a bit and frowned in concentration; Sasuke didn't do anything. Then, Naruto started to comically stroke his chin with his hand. That made me giggle a bit. He smiled in return, then looked at the hand he was using, and his face lit up.
"Hey! How about the hand!" he said, holding it up.
"Sure, that sounds good." I answered. Sasuke's reply was "Hn."
"Awesome!" and Naruto ran up to Mr. Kakashi. He came back with the assignment instructions once our idea was approved. I took the paper from him and read it out loud.
Draw your focus from a view outside of the body and label.
Draw your focus' muscle build up and label.
Draw your focus' bone, vein, and artery structure and label.
First presentation.
Research the basic function of your focus.
And blah blah blah blah all the way up to number 18.
"Wow. That's a lot of work," Naruto stated.
"…Yeah, it's going to take a lot of time to get done." I answered filling the silence between the three of us.
As if hearing me, Mr. Kakashi said, "I suggest you and your team get together once or twice a week to work on this, so you can divide the work time easily. Oh, and the due dates are on the back of the assignment sheet. Now, I'll leave you guys to sort out your schedules and work times with your team mates." Then, after sitting down, Mr. Kakashi pulled out his pervert book and started to read.
After a couple of moments of silence between our group, and me ignoring Lee, Sasuke spoke. Yes, Sasuke actually spoke.
"If we get together every 6 days, that gives us 3 meetings before each due date," he said. Wow. Sasuke calculated it that quickly? And all in his head? Smarty Pants.
"Uh… Okay." Naruto answered. He seemed as surprised as me, that Sasuke actually initiated conversation.
"So, our first meeting is… Tuesday?" I asked. Sasuke nodded in confirmation. Well he was being quite social today… for Sasuke that is. I guess he's not mad at me anymore- or whatever he was feeling when he glared at me this morning.
"Cool." I replied, with a lack of anything better to say.
"Who's place?" asked Naruto, "Can't be mine, 'cause my house is getting renovated," I didn't miss the millisecond look the two guys shared at renovated, "unless you want to work in the garage." And it definitely can't be at my place, I don't want people to know my parents are in a constant war, or that I have an anorexic cat. Both are pretty embarrassing.
"Um… It can't be at my place… sorry." I said.
Naruto and I looked at Sasuke.
I hope he doesn't think this is some scheme for me to get to go to his house (which isn't a half-bad idea).
He rolled his eyes to look away from us, and let out a sigh, before reluctantly grunting, "Hn."
Oh my god- I get to go to Sasuke's house!
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Sakura POV
I got home a little later than usual. When I walked in the front door, the phone was ringing- the caller ID said it was my dad.
"Hi Dad." I said into the phone.
"Oh, hey honey, I've been calling for 10 minutes." He answered.
"…"
"Right, uh, babysitting. It's a last minute thing- a guy at work needs someone to babysit his daughter tonight, until 9:00 pm."
"Okay, what time should I get there?" I asked.
"Oh, they're dropping her off here, and at 4:00." He replied. I looked at the clock on the phone- it was 3:46.
"Dad! That's like in 15 minutes!" And the girl is coming here? That's weird.
"I know, hun, but I already said you were available. Besides, they're pretty wealthy- you could make a lot tonight."
"But she's coming here!" What was my dad thinking?
"Sakura, think of the purse."
I huffed. "Fine dad."
"Okay, sweetie, I've got to go, there's another call."
"Kay, dad, bye."
"Bye, hun."
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It was 4:04 and the doorbell finally rang. I opened it to a blonde woman dressed very nicely. I then noticed, that half-hiding behind her, was the little girl I was supposed to babysit. She looked like a child version of the woman (who I presumed was her mother).
"Hi," the woman smiled warmly, while removing her sunglasses, "I'm Mrs. Carter, is Sakura home?"
"Um, yeah, that's me." I replied. Wow. The woman, or Mrs. Carter, was so pretty- and she kind of looked familiar. And my dad was right, about making a lot tonight, by the look of her clothes, she looked very wealthy.
"Oh, thank you so much, I have a meeting in about," she checked her watch (a very nice watch too), "Oh! I have to go, um, Sarah," she said, turning to the little girl behind her, and gestured into the door after giving her a quick hug and kiss, "Now you be good. And do whatever Sakura says, okay?" Sarah nodded shyly, and Mrs. Carter turned back to me. "Thank you so much, I'm sorry about the last minute arrangement."
"No problem," I half-lied.
"I'll be back at 9:00pm, bye Sarah!" she called as she got back into her car. And I might add it was a very nice car too. Not sure what kind, but it was black and shiny and pretty. Sarah waved to it as it pulled out of the driveway.
"So," I started as soon as I shut the door, "What would you like to do?"
Sarah was quiet, and for a moment- I thought she wasn't going to answer. During this time I looked over to the stairs where Samuel was hastily making is way up- I think that was a smart idea for him- who knows what a little girl will do to a cat? Besides, Sammy is fragile.
After looking around the front hall, Sarah finally spoke.
"Can I have some juice?"
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Sarah had 6 glasses of apple juice. I didn't even know someone so small could have so much water capacity. Anyways, while she drank her juice, I asked questions and got to know her a bit more.
"So, Sarah, how old are you?" I took the usual babysitter tone of voice- the one where you talk slowly and encouragingly.
"Six" she said, and took another sip from her glass.
"Wow, so you're a big girl?"
She nodded her head energetically.
"So do have any siblings?" I asked.
"What are siblings?"
"Brothers and sisters."
"I've got a brother. He's a stupid head."
"Yeah, boys are pretty stupid, aren't they?"
She nodded her head energetically again, "Uh- huh."
"So, what are your favourite things to do?"
"I like ponies, and Barbies and flowers. Oh- I like puppies too." I noticed she pronounced her "r"s like "aw"s. I also noticed she didn't really answer my question.
"I love puppies too." I answered.
"Do you have a puppy?" she asked looking around the kitchen.
"No, but I wished I did. Do you have any pets?"
"Uh- huh. I got a bird named MiMi, and a bunny named Bun Bun."
"That's pretty cool," I said as she finished her last glass of apple juice. "So what do you want to do now?" She was about to answer when the phone rang- it was my dad. He said that he had an emergency meeting about a shipment gone wrong ('unbelievable' he said), so he wouldn't get home until late. He then told me that my Mom was out with her friend whatsherface, so she would be home late too. Guess it was just me and Sarah (ironically). After hanging up I turned back to Sarah and repeated my original question. It was then that she noticed that my hair was pink. She was absolutely blown away by it, saying how I looked like her Rock Star Barbie and her Strawberry Shortcake doll.
That led us to our first activity- Dress up.
The moment Sarah entered my walk-in closet, she started going through all the dresses and skirts as if it were second nature. When she found the ones she liked, she'd hand them to me so she could try them on later. Then she went through all the hats I had, then all the jewelry. She ended up wearing a blue dress of mine that I wore to one of my Dad's business dinners, a large sun hat that used to be my Mom's, and a long string of pearls. I have to say she looked pretty cute, with the dress being a gazillion times to big, and the sun hat practically covering all of her face. But dress up wasn't enough. We had to do something now that we were all "superfantabulous" as Sarah liked to put it. So I used one of the old tea sets my Mom keeps in the cupboards and we had a tea party. I used what stuffed animals I could find in my room and set them down on the empty chairs like Sarah insisted. I also filled some plates with cookies, and the cups with iced tea. She drank 3 glasses of iced tea, and still didn't go to the washroom yet. I'm sure that was a warning for me, but I didn't really realize it then.
The next activity was colouring. She made me draw her, and then a kitten, then a horse, then a field of flowers, then her with a kitten on a horse in a field of flowers. Then she coloured them in with markers, and surprisingly was very good at colouring within the lines. When she finished the last drawing, she put them all together and said they were "superfantabulous."
After getting her changed out of my clothes, it was 7:30, only one and a half hours left until she leaves. We decided to watch a movie then, and the only really kid-friendly movie I had was Harry Potter. But during the movie, she started to dance around in her seat. At first I thought it was her just being silly, until I heard the phrase "I gotta pee I gotta pee I gotta pee." That's when I knew it wasn't such a good idea to give a six-year-old 9 drinks. I rushed her to bathroom- but we were too late, and she ended up peeing all over her pants. After soothing the very upset six-year old, I gave her one of my pajama shorts and put her clothes into the washing machine, then we returned to Harry Potter. Halfway through the movie, I looked over to see Sarah asleep on the couch. She looked very familiar, though I couldn't place her. Oh well- I turned off Harry Potter and watched TV instead.
Nine o'clock came, and Mrs. Carter arrived exactly on time. Except when I opened the door, it wasn't Mrs. Carter I saw. It was Sasuke Uchiha.
What?
This left me in a confused stupor for like, ten seconds. Then, after snapping out of it, I asked, "Um, may I help you?"
He shoved his hands into his pockets and answered passively, looking away, "Is Sarah here?"
What?
I stared at him, blushing and still confused. "I'm sorry, what?" I finally said.
"I'm here to pick up Sarah- my sister." He said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Wait….. what?
"Uhhh, sure. She's kind of sleeping on the couch right now though." I replied very slowly. He just stared at me.
"Um, this way." I said, and led him to the first floor TV room, where Sarah was still fast asleep.
It was then that I finally realized why I thought Mrs. Carter and Sarah looked familiar. They were the drawings I looked at in Sasuke's sketchbook (before I trashed it). So I guess that proves he is her brother, though why would he look completely different, and have a different last name? I guess he was adopted? My voice started before my brain had a chance to stop it.
"Wait, I'm confused. How are you two brother and-" I started, but he cut me off.
"What is she wearing?"
"Oh… uh, she had a little bit of an accident… and I gave her my shorts to wear…her clothes are in the wash right now… I could give them to you tomorrow?" I answered nervously, and I blushed again.
Sasuke let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine." He said, and then lifted her off the couch bridal style, before walking back to the front door. I opened the door for him, but he didn't go through. Instead, he shifted the still sleeping Sarah into one hand and dug around in his pocket. Then he pulled out a wad of money and said, "Here," as he held it out to me.
I completely forgot about the money part, I guess I was too preoccupied with Sarah and the fact that Sasuke was her brother. Anyway, after I took the money, he walked out of the house and over to his Maserati Diablo. I noticed that he had a car seat in the back for Sarah, and I thought that was very cute, though it was very non-Sasuke.
"Um, I'll see you tomorrow?" I half called, half asked. He ignored me, got into his car, and drove off.
I looked at the wad of money and counted how much was there. One hundred and five dollars! Holy Shit! That is my all time record in money made babysitting- though I don't even babysit often… Oh well. But hey! I get my purse! The Chanel bag is MINE! I started doing a little victory dance, but my thoughts returned to Sasuke.
Who would have known that he was adopted? Well, I think he was adopted… I'll ask Naruto tomorrow. Hey- you know what's kind of cool (although a little creepy)?
Sasuke knows where I live.
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I woke up with the biggest smile on my face- why? Because it's Friday! AND FRIDAY IS MY DATE WITH NARUTO!
Oh my gosh, I'm so excited (even though I'm not really into Katana's music)! And guess what also? I made friggen 105 last night! Boo yah! I get my purse! I got dressed in my perfect outfit and looked in the full length mirror in my room. The purse would match my outfit "superfantabulously" as Sarah would say. Anyways, I'm definitely going to the mall and getting it once school is over. Then I can bring it to the concert! WITH NARUTO!
That reminded me- I've got to ask Naruto about Sasuke and his sister. I also have got to return Sarah's shorts to Sasuke. Biting my lips I remembered Sarah calling Sasuke a "stupid head."
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I was right- Sasuke is adopted- I got the info out Naruto when he caught me at my locker before school started.
Naruto: (walking to me with plastic bag in hand and small frown on face) Hey Sakura!
Me: Hey!
Naruto: Um, Sasuke told me to give this to you (small frown still on face as he hands over plastic bag)
Me: Oh… (looks in bag and sees pajama shorts) Oh! He actually remembered, I wasn't sure if he would.
Naruto: (small frown still present as he starts to shift uncomfortably) Hey, Sakura… (he continues –a little reluctantly- after I answer with a "yeah?") Can I ask why Sasuke is giving you your pajamas back?
Me: (comprehension dawns on face as to why Naruto was frowning in the first place- get your mind out of the gutter Naruto! Though I do understand how he could misinterpret what happened… with Sasuke giving me my own clothes back…) Ooooohhhh, I babysat his sister last night and she had an accident, so I gave her a pair of my pj's.
Naruto: (frown disappears, looks relieved) Oh, I was just… yeah. Uhhh… (cheeks flush- awwww)
Me: Can you give this to Sasuke? (hands him Sarah's clothing) They're Sarah's clothes- I had to wash them first.
Naruto: Yeah, sure! (yup- he definitely is relieved) No problem (takes clothes).
Me: Umm, yeah, about Sasuke…(my turn to shift uncomfortably) Is he, um, adopted or something?
Naruto: Yeah, but he got some sort of inheritance so he made his adoptive family even richer (nice grammar Naruto), and he also kept his last name because of it.
Me: Okay… just, you know, wondering. (Not asking anymore questions 'cause I'm not that nosy)
Naruto: …Hey- the concert is tonight!
Me: Yeah, I'm excited!
Naruto: (smiles really, really nicely) Me too, I- (five minute bell cuts him off) Well, I'll see you later today, bye! (It seems as if the five-minute bell cuts Naruto off very frequently)
Me: Bye! (packs up stuff and heads for art)
I blame Sasuke's attractiveness for making me not work during art. He came up to me when I was trying to draw in my document journal, and my concentration shattered the moment he came within a 3 foot radius of me.
He stood in front of me, silent and passive as always, until I gave him my full attention- which meant me shifting my position to look at him, and setting down my pencil and paper.
"You forgot the shoes." He stated.
"Uh… sorry, what?" I asked, not quite sure what he was talking about.
"Sarah's shoes." He stated, annoyed that he had to explain himself. Well he wouldn't be annoyed if he weren't so vague all the time. But I got flustered and blushed deeply all the same.
"Oh! Those! I'm sorry, I forgot that when you picked her up, you carried her, and she didn't have her shoes on, and we didn't put them on, all you did was give me the money- which was a lot by the way, because usually I only get like 40 or 50 dollars, but all you did was give me the money and we didn't put on her shoes, and how stupid of me! Because I got most of her clothing but not her shoes- but I forgot she didn't have them with her and I only noticed her pants and stuff, and I'm sorry, that was stupid of me. Really, really…" I trailed off when he raised an eyebrow, annoyed at my rambling. Damn my rambling! Why do I always do that around him? Oh yeah, because he should be arrested for being so superfantabulous/ intimidating because of his attractiveness. Wait; scratch that last thought- I can't look at him if he's in jail. Anyway, at least it was a raised eyebrow and not a glare.
I finally cleared my throat and answered properly, "Oh, I'll bring them Monday, or you can drop by my house, I'll leave them in a plastic bag on the front porch."
"Bring them tonight."
"Tonight… you're going to Katana too?" Was he coming with Naruto and I, or by himself? Unfortunately, my question wasn't answered because he walked away.
"I'll bring them then!" I called/ not really because I was too scared too and kind of faintly said it instead.
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Sakura's POV
Guess what time it is?! 3:45! So I'm out of school and driving to the mall to get my purse!
It was still sitting in the window when I got to the Chanel store. I paid with my debit card because my Dad put the remaining money needed for the purse in there.
The moment the cashier lady gave the bag to me, I clutched it to my chest. And the moment I got to my car, I put everything from my old purse into my spankin' new, beautifully white, absolutely fantastic Chanel bag. And when I drove home, it was sitting on my lap the whole way.
The first thing I did when I got home (aside from admiring my Chanel bag) was call Ino. We squealed for about 10 minutes about Naruto, my outfit, and my new purse, until she reminded me I had to get ready. She was right (it was 4:35), so I hung up and hopped into the shower. When the shower was done, I straightened my hair, got into my red dress and leggings, and put on a little bit of eyeliner and mascara. Then I put on some lip gloss and put it in my CHANEL PURSE!
After trying to feed Samuel (he didn't eat anything this time, so I dumped the food in his water, making him less than pleasant), I told my Dad I was going to a concert (not really specifying that it was a date), and waited at the top of the stairs- ready to bound down the moment the doorbell rang.
It was 5:37 and my feet were tapping against the stairs impatiently. Then, a minute later, the doorbell rang. I almost fell I ran down the stairs so fast. I composed myself briefly though, before opening the door. Naruto was on the other side looking really good. Though he was wearing practically the same thing from school- a bright orange jacket and baggy jeans- he looked a little neater. It must have been the hair, because it was a tad tamer than the usual wild array of spikes.
"Hi!" we said at the same time (though mine wasn't as loud). We laughed at that, though it was a little cheesy, then Naruto, after getting a hold of him self, said, "Sorry for being late, I had to stop and get some gas for my car first." He gestured to the car parked at the side of the road.
"No problem," I replied, looking over his shoulder to his car. It was a bright orange (figures) Lexis. It was nice, but not as nice as a Maserati Diablo. Which reminded me…
"Hold on one second," I said, and ran around the corner to the first floor TV room. I came back with Sarah's shoes. "I forgot them, and Sasuke said to bring them to the concert." I explained. It was so easy to talk about him when Naruto was around.
"Oh yeah! I forgot the idiot was going!" he replied, as we walked to his car. I was about to open the door when he put a hand on my shoulder. "You look really nice," he said, then walked around to the driver's side.
I blushed deeply and mumbled a "thanks."
He smiled in return, and then got into his seat. I did the same, and as soon as I was settled, he drove off.
We stopped at some type of pizza restaurant on the way to the concert. The restaurant was pretty nice and the food was good. We also had some interesting conversations. I offered to pay for half of the bill, but he insisted to pay all of it. I finally convinced him to let me at least pay for some of it, and he agreed. Then he said, "We better hurry though, 'cause we wanna get a good spot at the concert." I nodded in agreement. We had exited the restaurant and were getting into his car when I realized something. Don't tickets assign your seats? Why would it matter whether or not we got there early?
"Um, Naruto?" I asked as he started the engine, "Where exactly are we sitting?"
"Only the best seats," he stated, with a huge grin on his face. "The mosh pit."
Oh Shit.
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I brought my purse into the stadium with me. It was that, or leave it in Naruto's car and risk the car getting broken into. It wasn't the smartest idea, but it was really the only choice I had.
I clutched my Chanel bag to my chest as we entered the mosh pit. Okay, nothing was bad yet- the music hadn't started so people were just kind of talking- well, yelling over other people's voices. Naruto and I tried to talk but it was too loud, so we ended up just looking around the stadium. I kept an eye out for Sasuke to help pass the time. I thought I spotted him once or twice, but I'm not sure.
When the lights darkened, my eyes turned to the stage to see the opening band. The stadium was filled with screams as they started playing, and I clung to Naruto's arm when people started to jump around. I missed the huge, goofy smile that spread across his face as I did so, because I was too occupied with making sure me and my Chanel bag didn't get squished.
I thought it wouldn't get worse, but I was so wrong.
When Katana came out, people started screaming so loud I thought my eardrums would burst. And when the band started playing, I'm pretty sure they did. I looked up at Naruto, who seemed to be laughing- probably at my ever tightening hold on his arm. I'm pretty sure he'll have bruises the next day from my vice grip. Actually, I think I'll be the one to have bruises tomorrow- the people around Naruto and I were jumping and bashing against us so much I'm surprised I didn't fall down.
I suddenly turned my head to look behind me- I swear, out of the corner of my eye, I had seen Sasuke. I turned all the way around to scan the crowd more thoroughly- which was hard with everything being dark and moving and loud.
That was when I felt some random guy grope my butt. I shrieked and went back to clutching Naruto's arm, and stayed like that for the next four songs. But I thought I saw Sasuke out of the corner of my eye again, and when I turned around, it really was Sasuke. He was about 10 feet away from us and was standing still, face passive as usual. I tugged on Naruto's sleeve to get his attention. When he looked down, I pointed to Sasuke. He grinned when he saw what I was pointing at, then pulled us both through the crowd towards him. But everyone was shoving and jumping and pushing and I accidentally let go of Naruto's arm.
Almost immediately I was surrounded by people bashing against each other and dancing wildly. I was terrified. A random guy came up to me and was like, "Hey Baby" before trying to touch me in places he shouldn't. I punched him in the face. Well, I tried to.
Finally, Naruto found my arm and took a hold of it. This caused me to hold my purse in one arm. Which was a very bad thing to do when you're in a mosh pit filled with perverts.
I saw it coming too. The man that grabbed my but the first time pushed pass me swiftly- though in my eyes, it seemed as if he were in slow motion. His arm reached out and hooked under one of the straps. I just stared at him with large, petrified eyes- too afraid to do anything about it. Then, when he tugged the bag, it slipped fluently from my grasp. It was only until after I lost contact with my beloved purse did I do anything about it.
The next twenty seconds happened in a blur. I screamed out Naruto's name over the crowd and music. He looked at me and I gestured frantically to my purse and the pervert. Naruto took two steps and grabbed the guy's arm. The guy looked back at Naruto, ripped his arm out of his grasp and ran- right into Sasuke.
Sasuke seemed to tower over my purse-stealer, though he was only an inch taller. Then, he took a hold of my purse in on hand and almost casually (seriously, he did it so naturally), punched the pervert guy- who then stumbled back and was lost in the crowd. I couldn't hear what Naruto was saying because of the blaring music and hyper crowd, but he seemed pretty happy as he took the purse from Sasuke and presented it to me, as if he was the one who saved it. I took my purse back and clutched it forcefully to my chest. Naruto and Sasuke silently decided to stand on either side of me, just in case the purse- stealer came back (though I believe Sasuke was there because he was just too lazy to move). I observed the rest of the concert clinging to Naruto's arm tightly.
The concert ended and Naruto and I made it out of the stadium with only getting 7 shoves and 2 butt- grabs (to me- not to Naruto). I was surprised there were no purse stealing attempts. Maybe it was because I was with two tall and pretty muscular guys. When we were finally in fresh air, I pulled Sarah's shoes from my purse and gave them to Sasuke. He nodded ever so slightly, and left without a word.
I didn't have time to think about that though because Naruto was pulling me in the direction of his Lexis. He said we should hurry so we won't get caught in the traffic jam. When we were safe and sound inside his car, I thanked him for an awesome night (even if it was completely terrifying- but I didn't tell him that). He said we should do it again, but maybe not a concert. I said 'Like on another date?' and he said 'yeah.' I blushed and said 'okay.'
It was 11:45 when he pulled up in front of my house.
"Thanks again, that was really fun." I said, putting my bag over my shoulder. "And thank you- about getting my purse back and stuff."
"No problem, I had fun too." He replied, grinning. "Even if you were clinging to me the whole time," he teased.
"Hey, it was pretty crazy down there, and I was trying to keep my purse safe." I defended.
He laughed and I joined him. Though it seemed all the laughing we did was kind of corny. "Well, thanks, again," I said as I opened the door of the car.
"Hey, Sakura?" he said before I got out.
I turned to him, still sitting, "Yeah?"
That was when he leaned in, and put his lips to mine. I'm positive my insides turned to jelly at that moment. He pulled away after a couple of seconds and smiled, "Goodnight."
"Night," I answered breathlessly, and got out of the car, blushing profusely. After closing the car door, I walked briskly to my house, unlocked it, and waved to Naruto before shutting the door and running up to my room.
I laid on my bed for about five minutes, with a huge smile on my face and my hand over my lips (Sam was a little confused at my behavior, but lay beside me anyways). And when all the night's events registered fully into my mind- buying my purse, Naruto picking me up, saying I looked nice, taking me to dinner, taking me to Katana, then KISSING me- I couldn't help but roll over and squeal loudly and happily into my pillow.
