Chapter 17

Chapter 7

Sakura's POV

Halloween is on Tuesday! I'm so excited! Though I am a little worried that it will rain that day, because the sky has been overcast lately.

What I am not excited for is Sasuke's today.

Well, that's not entirely true.

Actually it's not true at all- I'm kind of looking forward to it…

But is it his new life goal to make me embarrassed all the time? I mean, I don't think there hasn't been a day where Sasuke didn't make me blush. Especially last night, when he just had to get so close and give me the money in that really hot way. He doesn't have to do it – it's getting annoying!

Actually that was a lie too…

I kind of… like it. But only a little…

Anyways, we had planned to get together early, at like, 11 am, so we could get the presentation over and done with. It probably won't take long though; I mean how hard is it to make up a presentation about hands?

Actually, now that I said that, it might take longer than it should; considering Naruto being kind of stupid, and Sasuke, well, being Sasuke.

So it was almost 11 when I drove up to the Carter's house (might I mention there were mysterious ticking noises in my car as I drove there). I guess the guy at the gate of the community now recognizes me- I was let in easily.

I walked up to the front door, where a butler or some sort of house staff let me in- but when I got inside, no one was there.

Well the occasional house staff would walk by, but Sasuke, nor any of the Carters were anywhere in sight. And I didn't really know what to do (should I wait? Should I ask? Should I look for them?), so I sat down on the bench in the front hall (though the front hall was so big you could probably call it a lobby).

So I waited there, feeling a little awkward.

Until Sasuke entered the 'lobby'. I think I felt my jaw drop all the way to the floor.

Sasuke was wearing dangerously low, flannel, plaid, pajama pants, and nothing on top (tattoos, abs and all). A toothbrush was sticking out of his mouth as if he was in the middle of brushing his teeth, and he held a piece of toast lazily in one hand. He also had what Ino likes to call 'sex hair' meaning that it looked fairly normal, but quite disheveled (according to Ino it's as if they just had sex… in case you didn't catch that). I'm assuming he just woke up, because he had a slightly tired expression, and the toothbrush and pj's were a dead giveaway. I'm also assuming he just came out of the kitchen – hence the toast.

As he walked through the 'lobby', he used his free hand to tiredly scratch his chest, and in the middle of doing that was when he noticed another presence in the room.

Which was me.

His hand halted as well as his body, for like, two seconds, when he saw me- then continued scratching as he raised an eyebrow and continued his journey to and up the stairs – probably back to his room.

Overall, it was the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life.

And I'm pretty sure I hyperventilated after he was fully out of sight, because I definitely had to put my head in between my legs to keep myself breathing normally.

And that was when Naruto came in the front door. Not even noticing that I was having a spaz attack, he flopped down beside me with an arm around the back of the bench and a lazy smile as he said, "Hey Sakura!"

My head popped up and I resumed a normal sitting position as my face turned red (though not as red as it had been when I saw Sasuke- just the reminder of that made me blush harder).

"Hi!" My voice came out slightly strangled.

"So," He looked around, "what are you waiting here for?"

"Um, Sasuke-" I had to stop and clear my throat- my voice was still strangled, "I don't think Sasuke is… Um, I don't think he's, er, ready yet…"

"That's cool, we can just chill until he comes down." And then suddenly his face was very close to mine. "Why are you so red?"

"Um, well….It's nothing." I said, and waved a hand as if to brush it off. But Naruto persisted.

"Are you sure?" He poked my cheek, "'Cause you are really red."

"Heh, heh…" I could only let out a very squeaky half-giggle.

"But you know what?" He said, bringing the hand that had poked me to the side of my face, then letting it slide to the back of my neck, "I think it's pretty cute." And then he gave me this really adorable smile – but it was almost sickening – not because of the butterflies in my stomach, but because I think I saw him as almost a brother for a second there.

And it became worse because he started kissing me. And though I responded, the whole time I was having some sort of revelation.

It kept on occurring to me that I saw Naruto as a brother-like figure – not a boyfriend – as we were kissing. Because, looking back, everything we did was really cheesy, and the way we reacted to each other was very childish when I wasn't pretending to like what he was doing. But then I thought, no – this couldn't be happening, because I had finally gotten to go out with my crush.

So I tried kissing back, hoping to pass the sickening feeling as me just being stupid. And I tried putting some enthusiasm into the kiss – which I'm sure Naruto enjoyed – but it just didn't feel right.

When I heard footsteps, I turned my head to see Sasuke dressed in clean clothes coming down the stairs, but Naruto – because he lost access to my mouth, decided to kiss along my jaw and neck. Which was very uncomfortable, because Sasuke walked passed us, back into the kitchen, all the while with his eyes on us, giving me speculative looks.

"Naruto-" I started as I turned around – but I was cut off by his lips on mine again. Apparently Naruto had gotten very enthusiastic, and I even heard him whisper in between contact, "Forget the bastard."

But how could I forget him when he just walked back into the lobby?

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Sasuke's POV

They were practically eating each other's faces off. Well, Sakura wasn't doing anything – she actually looked like she was trying to escape. It was Naruto that was all over her.

Sakura was probably having the experience of being kissed by a dog.

Sasuke had walked out of the kitchen for the second time that morning, this time with a large bowl of cheerios. And now the cheerios didn't look as appetizing as they did before. He didn't know why Naruto and Sakura making out was bothering him – it just was.

But then he realized this would be a perfect time to embarrass Sakura, so it was okay again.

"If you two are finished, I'd like to get this presentation done." Sasuke said, walking into the library. He turned his head slightly to glance behind him – just in time to see Sakura jump up, face read. Naruto had lost his balance and almost fell over.

After entering the library, Sasuke sat down in one of the chairs, and started to eat his cheerios. Sakura came in soon after, seemingly eager to get away from Naruto, and set out her paper and pencils. Naruto came in not long after, with a huge grin across his face.

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It didn't take them long to come up with a presentation, though it was probably frustrating for Sakura, though amusing for Sasuke.

Even though it was obvious that Naruto had no idea what he was talking about, he insisted that he new what his part was and would 'have it down pat by tomorrow'. But there were over a thousand different reasons to doubt Naruto's claim – most of them about Naruto being stupid.

Sasuke had completed his part easily, with no problems. Though he did notice a certain person having trouble with her own. And Sasuke knew that Sakura was capable of coming up with an acceptable part for the presentation, it was just that she seemed distracted.

He first noticed this when he felt her staring at him- but when he looked up, she would look away, blushing madly. Then he realized that she wasn't necessarily staring at him – but the spoon in his hand.

Every time Sasuke lifted up his spoon, Sakura's eyes would follow, and when he put the spoon in his mouth, Sakura seemed to not only continue to stare, but unconsciously lick her lips as well.

It was as if Sakura was setting up all these embarrassing moments for herself just so Sasuke could make her flustered – because there hasn't been one time they've gotten together where Sasuke hadn't somehow embarrassed her.

But Sakura wouldn't do that. She was different from the other fangirls that would usually cling to Sasuke. And, though he would hate to admit it, it was little bit of a relief.

Especially because she was one of the easiest people to embarrass. Like when Sasuke purposely made it visible that he knew Sakura was watching him. He had slowly, maybe seductively, brought the full spoon to his mouth and locked eyes with Sakura as he took a bite. Yes, it was a strange action, but it got the expected effect nonetheless.

Sakura had looked completely shocked, then really embarrassed as her face became an astounding shade of red, and she started rambling "um's" and "I'm sorry's". Sasuke had done nothing after that – he just pretended like it never happened (though secretly enjoying the girl's discomfort).

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Sakura's POV

Our science presentation had been a complete disaster on Monday – courtesy of Naruto.

He definitely didn't know what he was saying and completely blanked – so I had to fill in for him. And since I didn't know his part very well, I had to wing it.

Though Sasuke did offer smaller details or examples where I failed to mention them, the presentation still sucked. Big time.

But I did notice, after the presentation when we were handing in the drawings, that Mr. Kakashi had a tattoo, and it was the same three sixes in a circle that Sasuke had, though there was only one and only on his left wrist. I thought that was pretty strange, but I was too nervous and shy to actually ask anyone about it (especially Mr. Kakashi and Sasuke).

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Sasuke's POV

...what?

It was the same, though somehow different. He was in his house, but at the front door, and it seemed as though he didn't live there anymore. Sasuke looked down to see himself in a suit – which was slightly odd considering he only wore suits if he was forced into one of Marie's work functions. What was even odder though was that Sarah was standing in front of him, except she looked to be in her early teens. But what made the situation the oddest was the fact that he was holding a baby that looked just like him and…

A diaper bag.

"He just fell asleep after a huge tantrum – if he wakes up, just feed him a bottle." Sasuke said, the words naturally rolling out of his mouth, handing the bundle in his arms over to Sarah who nodded and started quietly gushing about the baby she held. "We'll be back at midnight." He continued, and Sarah nodded again, eyes locked on the baby in her arms.

He then walked outside to his car after closing the door behind him. But his car wasn't a Maserati Diablo; it was a black Bugatti Veyron. He got into his very expensive car and let out a large sigh.

"Is he still sleeping?" said a voice beside him. Sasuke turned to see… Sakura (what?) in the passenger's seat looking very… luscious (Sakura? Luscious?) in a red dress.

She's so different.

He nodded in reply and started the engine. "Whew," Sakura continued, "That was one hell of a tantrum."

And yet… the same?

Sasuke nodded, but then did something he doesn't usually do – he made a compliment. "You… handled it well." He said, sounding slightly awkward.

Sakura gave a genuine smile, "Thanks, honey," (hold up, honey?) and she leaned in for a kiss, which Sasuke willingly replied to. When she pulled away, he put the car in reverse and backed out the driveway.

…And then Sasuke woke up.

He lay there for quite some time in the mass of blankets and pillows that was his bed, contemplating what the hell that dream was about and what could possibly provoke it to happen.

And when he couldn't figure out an answer, he decided to pass it off as nothing.

But it wasn't working. Images of the dream kept on flashing into his mind; fourteen year old Sarah, the baby in his arms, the diaper bag, his Bugatti Veyron, Sakura, kissing Sakura.

He then realized that it would be futile to try and go back to sleep, at least not with the dream on is mind.

Sighing, he groggily stood up, stretched, and then planted one of his feet onto the railing that bordered the loft. In one quick, fluid movement, he hoisted himself onto that foot, flicked the latch to a portion of the skylight above, pushed it open, and grabbed onto the ledge of the ceiling. He made sure his grip was secure before pulling himself up and onto the roof.

Now outside, he could feel the cool breeze of the night air.

Going through the skylight and onto the roof was something that Sasuke did often – either for sneaking out (because he could easily scale the back of the house) or for the current predicament he was in now, where he couldn't get to sleep.

Because the roof was away from any civilization that could reach him and at this time of night, it was practically silent, it created a place of serenity. Sitting there he could see the ocean in the distance, the highway behind him, and up above, the stars.

Except the stars weren't visible that night. The sky was covered in a vast sheet of gray storm cloud-foreshadowing rain. He could feel it in the humidity, how the moisture in the air clung to his skin though the cool breeze off the waterfront would make him shiver.

Sasuke walked towards the backend of the roof, facing the ocean, knowing exactly how many steps he needed to take to reach the edge. He sat down, a foot from the perimeter, and stared.

And thought of nothing else but of the black water ahead, and the noise of the waves, and the silent beach, and the cool breeze – and definitely not of the weird feeling in his stomach every time he thought of Sakura as he sat there on the roof.

No, he definitely wasn't thinking of that.

Or the fact that the weird feeling seemed to affect the temperature outside and how it got seemingly a couple of degrees warmer when he pictured her face. Which is certainly not the reason why he decided to head back inside to the air conditioned room because it was getting a little too hot (despite the fact that he still shivered from the wind).

Going through the skylight feet first, he found a good grip on the edge of the roof. He let himself dangle by his hands momentarily – giving his torso a good stretch – before swinging back down onto the loft.

He lay down on his back among the blankets and pillows, the chilled air of the room a relief to the temperature he (apparently) felt outside. But as his body heat slowly cooled to equilibrium, he found that it was too cold.

He found that he still couldn't get to sleep.

He found that if he rolled over and thought about her, he could.

So he rolled over, closing his eyes, hating himself for it, and did just that.

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Sakura POV

HALLOWEEN! I'm so excited! I definitely am dressing up!

You would usually think that a seventeen year old in grade 11 wouldn't dress up, but it changes when your school tends to be competitive with others- EVERYBODY dresses up. And the part that I'm excited for is later tonight. Ino, Hinata, and I don't really go trick-or-treating; we dress up, walk around the neighborhood, and go to Starbucks. There are also a couple of parties that aren't on the bad-shit list, so we stop by them sometimes. But I don't know if we actually can go trick or treating, because the sky is overcast, and it looks like it's going to rain.

Anyways, this year Ino, Hinata and I all decided to be fairies. So when I woke up, I put on a pink tank top and a green pixie-skirt-type-thing. Then I put on pink ballet flats for shoes and small green fairy wings on my back. After straightening my hair, I used eyeliner and eye shadow to design a flower at the corner of my eye. Then I went to school.

Ino and Hinata had similar costumes to mine, except Ino's was blue and Hinata's was purple. Choji hadn't done much- he was dressed in red with a string tied around his ankle, claiming to be a balloon. I noticed Lee was dressed in some sort of prince attire, and proclaimed his undying love to me while striking his 'good guy' pose, before running off to somewhere- probably looking for Mr. Gai.

One of the costumes that surprised me was Naruto's. He had skipped over to me at my locker, wearing orange fox ears and a fox tail.

"Hey Sakura! Look! I'm foxy! See," He said, pointing to the ears on his head.

I think I died a little on the inside. But I ended up laughing on the outside.

The costume that surprised me the most was Sasuke's – because he didn't wear one. I mean, EVERYBODY wears costumes – even if they are only a small accessory- they still claim to be something. But when I was in Spanish class with Ino, I overheard Sasuke saying 'nothing' to all of his fangirls when they asked what he was supposed to be. Party Pooper.

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I made sure to pay careful attention to Ino and Hinata as we walked around the streets that night. Every year they always, somehow, manage to run and hide from me when I'm not looking. They think its funny, like a joke, and though it kind of is, I'm always left alone to try and find them. But this year they won't escape me, because I kept a vigilant eye on them the whole time. That is until I saw Sasuke walking towards us.

Well, towards me, because as soon as I stopped watching Ino and Hinata, they had managed to get away again.

"Sakura!" a hyper active Sarah came running towards me at full force, and then skidded to a stop before me. "Sasuke is taking me trick-or-treating! Look at how much candy I got!" She practically yelled, and showed me the large bag she was carrying. It was filled to the top with candy- except most of them were wrappers. She probably ate the majority of it, hence the way she was bouncing up and down with a huge grin plastered on her face.

"Wow, that's a lot of candy," And I hazarded a glance towards Sasuke, who had finally made it to where we were standing (well, where I was standing – Sarah was bouncing). He looked annoyed – probably because he was missing a party because of Sarah.

"Can you guess what I am?" continued Sarah, and then she stood still for about 10 seconds before bouncing again.

I gave her costume a once-over.

And then I gave it a twice-over.

And then I just stared, confused – not quite sure what she was supposed to be.

Her costume from head to toe went as proceeded: a tiara, sunglasses, a long beaded necklace, a superman top, a tootoo, leopard spotted leggings, construction boots, a fairy wand in one hand and a water gun in the other.

Wow.

"Uh… A fairy princess, erm, spy?" I guessed, and hoped that I was somewhat close to her true intent.

"Almost! I'm a fairy queen ballerina hippy leopard super spy in disguise as a construction worker. I couldn't decide what I wanted to be." She corrected, matter-of-factly.

"…that's cool. I'm a fairy." I felt embarrassed saying that with Sasuke right there. By the way, he hadn't said anything yet, and he was kind of staring… at me.

"Well, I am a fairy queen, so I rule over you. Want some candy my loyal fairy subject?" She shoved the bag of candy in my face but I rejected. By the way- where does she learn all these words? Loyal fairy subject? Does a normal six year old know what that even means?

"Um, no thanks," I replied, and I could feel myself getting redder and redder when I noticed Sasuke was still staring. Oh please don't let this be like the Starbucks incident – foam on my face was embarrassing enough.

"Okay! Then I'll have some!" And as Sarah continued to jump, she reached into her bag and shoved a whole bunch of candy into her mouth after relieving them of their wrappers. She was wired.

"No more candy." Sasuke finally spoke. I looked up at him, confused, and then back down at Sarah, who looked like she was about to explode – that, or have a mental breakdown.

Then it made sense.

Lots of candy and little kids don't mix – especially for Sarah. I should have seen the tantrum coming.

"But I want more candy!" Sarah whined, continuing to fill her mouth.

"Sarah." Sasuke spoke calmly, though his eyes held frustration. "No more. We're leaving."

"But I want to stay with Sakura! We're fairies in a fairy kingdom and I want the candy!" Sarah's voice cracked as it took on the edge of hysteria. All the sugar was finally getting to her.

"Um, Sarah?" I started tentatively, "I think you've had enough candy, and uh, Sasuke says its time to-"

"No! I want to trick-or-treat some more! Trick-or-treat!" Her eyes went wild as her breathing became deeper – the definite signs of a tantrum.

Sasuke saw the signs too and tried to compensate, "Until the end of the block, then we're leaving."

"But I want to stay with Sakura!" Sarah ran forward and latched onto my legs, "I want to stay!" And the tears started coming out in frantic sobs.

"Sarah," Sasuke said in a warning voice.

"I want to stay!" she screamed and I was losing my balance with her clinging to my legs. I knew she was hyper, but I didn't know it was this bad. So I decided to keep my mouth shut and see if Sasuke could solve the problem.

"Sarah," Sasuke said again, though this time softer. He knelt down and placed his hands on her waist. "It's time to go." He gave a small tug to see if he could get her off my legs, but Sarah started screaming at his contact. When he gave a harder tug, her limbs went flailing, and she ended up kicking my shin. Which, might I say, hurt like a bitch.

I gasped and fell over backwards on the pavement, with Sarah still attached to my legs still sobbing. I'm definitely going to have a bruise on my butt and scrapes on my hands.

Sasuke heaved an annoyed sigh, before saying hesitantly, reluctantly, and so quietly I almost didn't hear it, "Do you want me to tell Mom?" And I know it was the wrong time to be thinking random thoughts, but Oh My God! Did that not just sound so adorable? He was using the 'Mom' technique on Sarah, and I actually saw, only a teensy little bit, of embarrassment on his face.

But no matter how cute I thought the excuse was, Sarah didn't fall for it. Instead, she scrambled up to my upper body while I was still on the ground. Her arms went around my neck in a strangling hold while her legs wrapped around my waist in a vice grip. I'm pretty sure I wasn't able to breath.

"Fucking shit," I heard Sasuke breath, as he stood up and ran a frustrated hand through his hair (which was way hot!). Sarah continued to sob, her head on my shoulder, repeating two phrases over and over again: "I want to stay," and "Sakura trick-or-treating."

Okay, I had to calm her down, and Sasuke wasn't helping at all – he was too busy cussing and trying to get rid of the crowd that formed because of the scene Sarah made. He actually wasn't forcefully getting rid of the crowd – he was just glaring at them, though it seemed scary enough to drive people away.

During that time, I was rubbing circles on Sarah's back, and saying softly in her ear, "Shhhhshhhshhh, calm down," over and over again.

By the time the crowd had disappeared, Sarah had almost completely calmed down, worn out after the whole tantrum. You would have thought she was asleep if there wasn't a small whimper every few seconds.

This was when Sasuke took his chance to untangle me and Sarah.

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Sasuke's POV

Sasuke knelt down taking his hands and prying them between the space between the two on the ground, noticing Sakura's short intake of breath at his hands near her stomach. He then gently encircled his arms around Sarah's waist, hoping to lift her off of Sakura and calmly take her home. But when he tugged the slightest bit, Sarah's whimpers turned into full volume screams again. When he let go, she calmed back down to whimpers.

The two teenagers then spent a very awkward five minutes in silence, trying to figure out what to do with Sarah the Land Mine – if you stepped in the wrong places, she would explode.

Sasuke then tried to gently pull Sarah off again, but the six-year old held tight, screaming and sobbing every time Sasuke tugged – no matter how lightly he did it.

They waited another five minutes until Sakura whispered, "I think she's asleep."

And it was true – well, partially. She was asleep in a way where she wasn't fully conscious, but still in a state where she had full control of her body – meaning she would clamp her hands down on Sakura's hair if Sasuke tried to untangle the two.

"Get up," Sasuke said, turning to his last hope.

"Um, okay." Sakura replied, confused and nervous at the same time. A blush stained her cheeks when she tried, but failed to bring both herself and the six year old to stand. "I- I can't. Sarah, she's kind of heavy for me and-"

Sasuke interrupted her with a frustrated sigh. Rolling his eyes, he trudged behind her and hooked his hands underneath her arms. "Weak," he breathed, without its usual hostility, after pulling her up. He would have let her go normally, but Sasuke couldn't resist. Instead of just dropping his hands, he let them drag down Sakura's sides, earning a shiver, a blush, and lots of rambling.

Since Sarah still refused to release the teenager, Sakura was forced to carry her, albeit very awkwardly.

"Come," Sasuke stated bluntly, and turned to walk down the street.

"What? Where are we going?" Sakura inquired, struggling to keep up because of the extra weight in her hands. Sasuke suspected she had never carried something as heavy as a six-year old before.

"My car is two blocks away." He replied without even turning around. Secretly, he kind of, kind of, wanted to help Sakura carry his little brat of a sister, but to help her would mean to stand very close to her and hold some part of Sarah without fully detaching her from Sakura. Though it would make the other teenager very flustered, it would also make it very awkward for the both of them. Plus Sasuke would look like an idiot.

Sakura was completely out of breath by the time they reached Sasuke's car. He noticed that her legs trembled and that there was sweat on her brow – and this gave him a tiny tinge of what was maybe guilt. Maybe.

"We passed my friends on the way here, I should get back to them," she panted. But Sasuke ignored her and instead climbed into the front seat and started the car.

It took a couple of moments for Sakura to find the door handle, with Sarah being in her arms and all. This made the tinge-of-what-was-maybe-guilt in Sasuke grow larger. When she did open the door, she simply let herself collapse into the back seat with Sarah still in her arms – only enough energy to close the door and too exhausted to do anything else.

This surprised Sasuke only the tiniest bit, though he didn't let it show. He wasn't expecting Sakura to enter the car as well, but without Sasuke's help, Sarah was a heavy burden, and the guilt-thing grew (which also surprised him).

On the way to Sasuke's house, Sakura asked questions, trying to make small talk. It didn't work though, because Sasuke would vaguely answer and/or reply with a "Hn," and Sakura would start rambling.

By the time they reached the Carter mansion, Sarah was fully asleep. The tantrum she had must have completely worn her out, because she was releasing soft snores every once in a while. Sasuke was finally able to untangle Sarah, and before he could carry her inside, Sakura spoke.

"Um, can I get a ride back to um, my house?"

Sasuke seemed as if to say something else, but instead gave a small nod. Though she kind of provoked the tantrum, she also made it stop – and he felt, for real now, guilty for not helping her. Which was weird, because Sasuke never felt guilty.

Sasuke had carried Sarah straight to her room, where he called one of the house staff to help Sarah get into her pajamas and tuck her in.

He then walked back outside to drive Sakura home. After getting into his car, he let out an uncharacteristic sigh and then-

"Is she still sleeping?" said a voice beside him.

Déjà vu.

Sasuke turned to see Sakura in the passengers' seat looking very… original in a fairy costume. He nodded in reply and started the engine. "Whew," Sakura continued, "That was one hell of a tantrum."

Sasuke nodded, but then did something that he usually doesn't do- he made a compliment. "You… handled it well." He said, sounding slightly awkward.

Sakura gave a genuine smile, blushed, and then that was it.

No "thanks honey" and no kiss. But her face was so close to his, and Sasuke found himself unconsciously leaning towards her, seeing her mimic his movement – but then, he stopped.

Scrutinizing himself for almost losing control of the situation, he put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway.

The rest of the car ride was silent. Sakura was looking out the window, blushing every once in a while and fiddling with the hem of her fairy skirt, though still smiling. Sasuke was thinking, and almost lost focus of driving because of it.

Because it was so much like the dream. So much. Except no kiss.

And what scared him was that he wanted the kiss. Wait – he wasn't scared, he was confused – because Sasuke doesn't get scared. But still. He wanted it.

And when he reached Sakura's house and she got out, saying a small thank you, Sasuke didn't reply. He was still thinking.

And usually he wouldn't have stopped himself from kissing her either, even if it was someone else's girlfriend. But Sakura… He wanted to kiss her and he stopped. He wanted to kiss annoying, rambling, blushing, clumsy paper towel girl, but he stopped himself. Not out of disgust, but just because. He fucking wanted to fucking kiss her and he fucking stopped just because?! What type of a reason was that? What the fuck was wrong with him?! Why did he stop?

Why did he care so much?

What the fuck?

Until he fell asleep that night, his thoughts were only filled with one thing: holy fucking shit ass mother fucking whore monger shitting asswipe fuck up.

He woke up the next morning to Sarah at his doorway with puppy dog eyes and a plate filled with heart-shaped pancakes that said "sorry" in chocolate chips.