She's going out to forget they were together
All that time he was taking her for granted
She wants to see if there's more
Than he gave she's looking for
I Don't Want to be in Love – Good Charlotte

Six

"So you're back together now." It was more of a statement than a question and somehow Sakura sensed that there was a hint of malice in Ino's voice as she spoke those words.

"Yep." Was the pinkette's simple reply. She distracted herself by looking through the racks of clothing. The two were currently at Barney's. Cutting school was no big deal, besides Ino had felt that her wardrobe was couture poor and decided that Thursday was the perfect time to go shopping. Sakura, however, thought it was completely ridiculous as the blonde could fill at least two closets full of outfits and articles of clothing. Not including shoes of course. But she was used to Ino's spontaneous and random shopping impulses and besides sometimes they were fun.

Her green eyes landed on a pair of black vintage skinny jeans. Sakura felt herself suppress a smile. Immediately she turned to her best friend. "Aren't these just gorgeous?"

Ino rolled her eyes as she watched Sakura pick out a size zero. "Didn't you say you thought they were ugly and just horrible to look at?"

"Yeah, but they tend to grow on you." Pulling out the right size, she smiled triumphantly. "Oh Paige, you make the best jeans in the world. Well next to Seven for All Mankind of course, oh and Rock and Republic."

"Right, and you're talking to yourself Sakura darling."

Sticking her tongue out, Sakura headed towards the change rooms, nabbing a pair of Miu Miu peep toe pumps and Marc Jacobs suede ballet flats. Ino had headed towards the hand bags, looking for a new hobo, clutch and maybe a tote or two.

A while later the blonde spotted her friend carrying not only the jeans and two shoe boxes but a few hangers of clothes. Her vibrant smile and glowing green eyes made Ino want to puke. She was so sick of her and Sasuke! Why couldn't they just break up already? But perhaps she could do something to speed it up…

"This is just so cute!" Sakura squealed as she held up a red Diane von Furstenberg tura top.

"I thought you weren't going to buy much? And besides you usually don't buy a lot anyways."

"Well I don't know, a sudden urge just told me to splurge. But come on! You said you wanted a few things too."

Her annoyance with the bubbly pinkette was starting to eat at her. And her desire and appetite to make some purchases had been stamped out. Grinding her teeth Ino replied, "No it's okay, I forgot my wallet back at the dorm."

"But you memorized your card number so…" Sakura questioned.

"I forgot." Ino snapped.

Taken back a little Sakura just looked at her best friend. "Well we can come back some other time then to get your stuff I guess…" Ino just shrugged and proceeded to walk out of the department store. "I'll meet you upstairs for lunch."

Nodding slightly, Sakura dazedly headed towards the checkout, wondering why her friend was acting so weird.

The sun was starting to set and the faint hues of oranges and reds spilled through the open curtains of Naruto's dorm. His eyes were out of focus as the thoughts in his mind swirled, all jumbled and confused. Naruto was not happy about the new rumor between his best friend and his best friend's ex. So deep in his thoughts, he didn't hear the door faintly open. But it didn't matter who opened it at the moment. It didn't matter who was walking towards his rested form on the bed. Nothing mattered except the girl that was constantly on his mind ever since the first day back.

"Hey.." a voice softly called out. He jolted, broken out of his own spiraling revere. Blinking a few times, his mind slowly began to register who it was standing in his dorm and next to his very bed.

Her soft voice seemed to clear the fog, lifting the tension on his back. "I just wanted to tell you, I'm sorry about before." A small, pale hand rested on his shoulder. Naruto looked at the weight on his body and looked at the girl. Sitting up, he pulled her into a hug, surprising her. Burying his nose into her hair, he breathed in the scent of the girl in his arms. She smelled just like she used to. So familiar. Comforting. Just what he wanted. Just what he needed. "It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter Hinata."

It was dark by the time Sakura made her way to Sasuke's dorm. The boys and girls had separate dormitory houses and it was a school rule that there would be no girls or boys allowed in there unless it was visiting hours. But then again, Sakura was never one to follow the rules. She made them. And broke the ones she didn't like. Sneaking around was something she was good at. Sakura could get around almost anything in fewer than fifteen minutes. That is if her heart was in it. But for some reason tonight she wasn't in the mood. The pinkette didn't know why, but she just wanted to go back to her own room, not Sasuke's. Sakura didn't feel like making the effort anymore. A couple months back when she was still a sophomore, if he had invited her to his dorm she would've been there the second Sasuke had mentioned it.

Quietly and carefully, she opened the resident door making sure it wouldn't creak. When she got in she tip toed towards the carpeted stairs. The suede strips on her black boots swished left to right as she ascended up the stairs. After the fourth flight, Sakura was beginning to feel tired. Usually she wouldn't have had to go up so many since Ino, Hinata, and her lived on the second floor.

Her green eyes soon stared up at the numbers 515. The pine doors were dulling, the polish was fading. Hanging directly under the black numbers was a white board. It had collected three years worth of marker residue on the corners of the board and surprisingly it was blank. Usually it would say something witty or unbelievably dirty. Guess the two ran out of ideas. Smiling to herself, she took the black erasable marker and in her recognizable loopy writing wrote: You know you love me. It was from her favourite Gossip Girl book. Not very original but it said what was pretty obvious to the world.

Before she could cap the marker the door opened revealing a pale face and stony eyes. He was dressed in a simple black muscle tee and a pair of black Addidas basketball shorts. No matter what Sasuke wore he still looked as stunning as ever. Sasuke eyed her up and down. She was wearing a new outfit he had never seen before. Typical. Almost every outfit she wore was something new.

She was wearing the articles of clothing that she had purchased earlier in the day the new Juicy denim cut off skirt and a white lace low cut eye let cami. Along with that was her black suede Michael Kors boots and metallic silver Betsey Johnson satchel. "Well aren't you going to let me in?" Sakura asked, raising an eyebrow as she eyed her stoic boyfriend. Without saying a word he opened the door a crack wider. Just enough so Sakura could squeeze through.

As Sakura was about to walk to his bed, Sasuke's hand shot out, grabbing hers and pulling her to him. Eyes wide, Sakura could do nothing but collide into his body. "Where's Naruto?" she mumbled as her face grew red. "Does it matter?" he replied. She didn't know when it happened and how but she found herself on his bed. Both kissing one another feverishly.

Her head was dizzy when they both pulled apart for air. Sakura's face was flushed and her body felt hot. Laying beside her was Sasuke, who was smirking. The fact that he was beside her made her stomach churn. But this time it wasn't the butterfly feeling in her stomach that he made her feel just a few months ago. This time she felt like throwing up. She felt like she wanted to wash her mouth but it would never really feel clean because he had tainted her with his lips so many times before.

Sakura felt dirty when his arms began to wrap themselves around her small form. He had positioned them both lying on their sides, her back pressed against his chest. Sasuke began to kiss her neck and ear. She squirmed. Thinking it was an invitation to continue, he began to flick his tongue on her smooth skin. "Stop." Sakura croaked, as if she couldn't speak.

Ignoring her request he continued, only to find her body to be wrenched out of his grasp and her eyes glaring at him furiously. "I said stop." She hissed.

Smirk fading, Sasuke frowned. Finally, he shrugged and rolled himself over to the other side of his bed and turned off the lamp on the night table. Green eyes focused on the white ceiling as they adjusted to the darkness of the room. Turning her pink head towards Sasuke, she watched as his breathing began to slow and his chest rise and fall. Turning her back towards his body, Sakura closed her eyes, her mind still on the fact that she had just rejected the once "love-of-her-life".

I must be crazy.

Naruto crept into his now dark dorm room. When he approached the door he knew that Sakura was inside. Her cheesy message was a dead give away. Being as quiet as possible he took off his shirt and crawled right into bed. The shower could wait. At the moment he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep. In his dreams none of this would be happening and Sakura would be his.

As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could see the outline of her body. An arm was draped along her side and he watched as her body rose and fell to the rhythm of her breathing. As comfortable as she looked, her face expressed a small frown. Like she didn't want to be there. Getting up, he crouched beside where she was sleeping. Smiling sadly, his hand reached out to stroke her cheek but stopped himself when she shifted.

Walking back to his own bed he laid down. One arm tucked behind his head. The other draped across his stomach, back turned towards the couple. His breathing hitched when she uttered something that no one would hear except for him.

"Naruto…"

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Date completed: 17/05/08

Note: Yeah…um wow…this is way overdue. But it's almost done. This was revised but I just got lazy about reposting this. So people who've read this before will know what I'm talking about.

There's probably about two chapters left but please don't ask for updates. Nagging and harassing won't get the story updated any faster. It's my last year in high school too so I need to focus on my work and my part time job is killer. But I'll try my best. Speaking of work…I should do my math soon…

Advanced functions can go kiss my ass.

Love and hugs
Rachel