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Three words.

Three fucking words.

What. The. Hell.


Amnesia
Chapter THIRTEEN: Take Me As I Am
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I was too scared to start, now I'm too scared to let go. -*]

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"What?" Sasuke snapped, glaring well-polished daggers into his father.

Mikoto felt the tension. She really did.

"Where's Sakura-chan?" she asked, feeling the heat fade for a moment.

"Sakura? The pink-haired freak?" Keiko asked, glaring slightly at Mikoto.

"Don't you dare talk about Sakura that way, bitch." Sasuke snarled at her.

"Sasuke, language." Mikoto whispered.

"Damn." he raked his fingers through his hair, and sat at the vacant chair beside his mother.

Wait.

Why did she know who Sakura was?

"I knew it!" Sasuke stood up and pointed an accusing finger at Keoki. "You're the reason why Sakura suddenly ran away! Where is she?"

"Sasuke! That's enough! She is your fiancee, for Kami's sake. Please." Fugaku rubbed his aching temples. He glanced at the uninterested looking Keoki, and told her to enjoy the party. She smiled sweetly and left them.

"Sasuke, sit down."

The young Uchiha grunted, but did as told.

"Sasuke, from now on, you will have no contact with Sakura."

"What? But she's my girlfriend!"

"Keoki is your fiancee!"

"I didn't ask for a fiancee, outo!" Sasuke growled, clutching the edge of the table furiously.

"Don't raise your voice to me, young man!"

"S-Sasu-kun, just listen to your father." Mikoto persuaded.

He groaned in frustration.

"Our company is sinking down, Sasuke. It's getting lower in the charts. The only way to keep it reeling, is for the heir to be married to another high-ranked company. We chose, the sixth richest one in Japan."

"What happened to the rest?"

Sasuke liked conversations like these with his father. They don't fight when it comes to business, and the thought of owning a company doesn't seize to amaze him.

"We are still number one, son. We're just having some trouble."

Sasuke nodded and continued listening.

"The third in line, the Uzumaki's, already arranged a marriage to the fourth company, the Hyuuga's."

Naruto and...Hinata?

"The second company, is still unknown. We don't know who the founder of the company was. They stayed anonymous. The only thing every company knows, that it's growing each second, and that it's very popular around here."

Who could they be?

"The fifth company, are the Jones'. Since they're from America, they have a good advantage here in Japan. People tend to like imported brands, don't they?"

Itachi, who just came on time, immediately turned back to hide his Ray Ban shades.

"Hn." Sasuke mumbled and hid his black Chuck Taylor shoes.

"The Jones' daughter is engaged to the Takeru's. They're the sixth company."

"And you, are engaged to the sixth company's daughter, Keoki Takeru." Mikoto finished off, sadness laced onto each word.

"I don't accept." Sasuke stated firmly.

"Sasuke! I do not approve of Sakura here! Have you seen her? She's a disgrace— a mistake. She's a commoner."

"No one has the right to choose who I want to marry. Let alone, someone I don't even love."

"But I am you father. If you ever have contact with her, I would have to separate you forcibly. So don't push me."

"I will never listen to you." Sasuke sneered and walked out.


She was crying,—

She was humiliated, and it felt awful.

—And there wasn't even a shoulder to cry on.

"Sakura." it was a gentle, cool voice. It rang through the quiet streets.

She whirled around, and couldn't stop the tears from springing out of her eyes.

She could only run, and hug the mysterious figure.

"G-Gaara-kun."

"What are you doing here, Sakura?" he asked, quite concerned.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" she sniffled, laughing softly.

"Walking around."

"I can see that." She looked at him, and saw him wearing a black shirt, and denim pants.

"Aren't you supposed to to be on that dinner date with Uchiha?"

"I don't want to go back. I mean, look at me." she said quietly.

Gaara broke the hug and looked at her.

He reached out and cupped her face with both of his hands, rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs.

"What's wrong? You're still as beautiful as ever. Your mascara's a bit smeared, but still." Gaara smirked.

She smiled.

"Thanks Gaara-kun. You always find a way to cheer me up."


"Just tell me where she is, dobe." Sasuke asked, getting quite annoyed.

No matter how much Sasuke hated the loudmouth, it irritated him more that the blond isn't saying a single word right now.

"Why won't you answer me?" he gripped Naruto's polo.

Naruto punched him. They glared at each other, as Sasuke wiped the blood off the side of his mouth.

"Sakura-chan left." Naruto said, straightening his crinkled shirt.

"When? Why?" Sasuke asked, getting worried.

"Keoki." Naruto sneered.

Sasuke made a move, and ran outside.


Thunder began rumbling, and lightning illuminated the skies.

She clutched onto his shirtm as a droplet of rain fell on the crown of her head.

It began raining.

Her hair clung to her face, and the dress clutched onto her curves.

His hair was flat, and his shirt and pants were soaked by the drops.

He chuckled.

She giggled.

"This is such a cliché moment." he muttered. "I mean, I've seen this scene in movies before." he added.

She looked at him curiously.

He smiled ever so slightly.

"And it usually gets romantic, when the 'couple' do this."

And he kissed her. Fully on the lips. And for some goddamn reason, they both felt this was right. She responded to his kiss, the feeling of the rain trickling their skin made it more passionate.

He held her close and snaked his arms around her petite waist. She latched her arms around his neck, deepening the lip-lock.

She felt his tongue lick her bottom lip, and she hesitated to open her mouth.

'What about...Sasuke-kun?'

He began nibbling her lip, and she moaned, as he darted his tongue inside her sweet cavern.


'Where is she?'

'Sasuke, I'm worried.'

'Inner?'

'The one and only.'

'Where do you think she is?'

'I'm your inner. If you don't know, how should I, stupid.'

'Hn.'

He stopped running as the scene before him sank into his head.

'Well, look at that. She already replaced you.'

'She wouldn't.'

'And here you are looking at them make out. Sure, she wouldn't.'

"Gaara-kun..." she moaned as the red head trailed wet kisses down her jawline.

Sasuke growled.

'I'm damp and wet, and this is what I'm rewarded with?'

He hated the rain for adding an angst feeling to the moment.

He shook his head, turned away, and ran back home.


"Sasu-kun! You made me worry! Why are you wet?" Mikoto asked frantically, using her shawl as a towel to wipe off her son's face. He gave his mother a small smile of thanks, and faced his father.

"Otou," he started off, looking at Fugaku seriously.

Mikoto felt something bad was going to happen.—

"I choose to marry Keoki."

—She was right.


SNEAK PEEK: "I hate you!" she shouted just before she slammed the door shut.

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More GaaSaku fluff in the next chapter. and more SasuKeoki crap, too. XD
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