Disclaimer: I don't own ANY of the characters, and sadly not sasuke. Instead it's owned by..? But he will be mine!
Chapter 3
Sasuke's POV
I was starting to find a reason NOT to disobey my 'dear brother'. Always putting me in these situations which seem to get even more annoying; some even more unbearable.
"Can I borrow your phone?" Ino asked, battling her eyelashes. Okay...she has really got to stop doing that! It was only because I was a guy that I didn't throw up on her.
"No,"
"Please?"
"No,"
"Why not?"
"'Cuz,"
"'Cuz what?"
"Hn,"
"What does that even mean?"
...
"Sas-uke! You know you want to!"
"Nu-uh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Nope!"
"Pwease! Sas-uke!"
"Eee-no!"
"But Sas-uke! I said pwease!"
"Your point being?"
She whined for over 5 minutes or until it was unbearable. She ended up getting what she wanted. My previous and most dearest electronic...my HTCP, well beside my X360, PS3, Wii and others. But that's beside the point.
She giggled as she did something on my phone, occasionally scrolling down inher menu. Figures. Just I'll find out soon enough.
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Meanwhile
Sakura's POV
Ugh. I can't take this man. I used one of my pillow to block out the noise James was making on the other side of my door, Milkshake demanding to be pet. Didn't she see the dilemma I was in?
I reached over to my bedside table and retrieved my iPod which was so desperate to be turned off.
Hot and dangerous. If you're one of us then roll with us. 'Cuz we make the hipsters fall in love We R who we R by Ke$ha blasted through my headphones; rowning out the bangs of the door.
I dug my phone out of my pocket and sent a text to Ino
Sakura: Where you at? Ask your 'Prince" Uchiha to pick me up at the corner of my street.
The music still bursting through my headphones. My phone vibrated,
Ino: Kk. He'll be there in 5.
Sakura: Can I sleepover?
Ino: Sure why not! EEp! I'll ask the others. Oh and bring a party outfit.
What others I wanted to ask, but I refrained.
I dived into my closet, coming out with a party outfit my sister had saved for my birthday; one which I had never worn, one which my parents would have never caught me in! and my duffel bag. I threw enough clothes to last a week! Ripping open a bag of cat food, I dumped it into Milkshakes bowl and opened my bedroom window. Thankfully, I had arranged for an escape exit ladder to be put there. Silently, unlocking my bedroom door; I took my stereo and grabbed my duffel bag, my phone vibrating in my pocket, my iPod blazing in my ears...still.
I answered the cll. A soft silky violet voice spoke on the other side of the line.
"I'm here," Sasuke stated and hung up. Shocked once again. How'd he get my number? Ino...figures.
So I climbed down the ladder and jumped down once the ladder fell short, miraculously landing on my feet. I felt like a robber though instead of stealing I was escaping to a destination. As promised Sasuke's black car was idling at the corner. I ran and jumped in.
"Step on the gas, please," I said in a hurry.
"In a hurry are we?"
"Kinda. He doesn't know. I went through the window."
"Someone's being naughty,"
"If you see it that way,"
My breathing gradually slowed down, while I hummed to Like a G6 which happened to be blazing through my headphones. My phone rang.
Sasuke's POV
As soon as she began humming my ringtone my phone rang. I decided to answer it; though I instantly regretted it.
"Yo teme. Ino invited me to her party tomorrow night!"
"Hn,"
"She asked me to ask you to come,"
"Hn," Of course she would.
"Oh and she also asked to bring all contributions ... like today. So I'll be going over her place, then I'll come by you,"
"Just go by my place. Take some drinks and snacks from my mini fridge. The key is in my drawer. Oh and just bring the games,"
"Oo-okay Teme! Watcha up to?" I hung up. I imagined him shouting at me on the other end for hanging up on him...though it might take a while for him to realize I actually hung up on him. He'll get over it.
Sakura's POV
It finally clicked that it was Sasuke's phone that had rang and not mine as I had thought. Mom was always telling me that I missed alot of things with it in my hair. That's when I remembered something.
"What would a guy like you would be doing at a modelling agency?" I asked, my interest peaking.
"A guy like me? Wha's a girl like you doing at a modelling agency?" he replied my question with a question, also changing the subject.
"Just answer the stricking question,"
"Hn. I'm not sure it's your business,"
Ouch! Harsh!
"Well, we'll just have to make it mine,"
Sasuke's POV
She didn't even seem fazed by my comment, quite the opposite, she had her earphones back in, the music blazing. We made the rare eye contact, and what I saw; made me smirk. Her eyes swam with determination. It gave me the feeling that she was going to keep that threat.
Sakura's POV
He turned into the driveway approximately 5 minutes after our little conversation. We entered the house; my hands full with my bags, Sasuke following lugging one big suitcase. I stood in the palour my arms overflowing with bags trying to figure out where to go.
"Living room's on the left. Her room – well just follow the rose petals," Sasuke stated, oblivious to my reaction of the 'rose petals'.
"Ah Ino, that little man-eater. Only she would do such a chiche thing," I thought staring at the rose petals hatily scattered on nthe floor in the hallway.
I dropped my duffel bag filled with clothes in the corner, of her messy room then went searching for Ino in the kitchen. I didn't find her there but in the living room having one of those one way convos. The door bellr ang right then and since no one paid attention. I went to get it.
Naruto's POV
Ah. I just rang the bell of the house to hich Teme directed me to, and was greeted by a dashing pink-haired girl. Itachi had good-links.
"," she greeted.
"Um, is Sasuke here?"
"Uh-yeah," she said softly, "SASUKE!" SHE YELLED. She turned around and smiled at me. DAMN! My ears.
"Dobe. Get your butt in here!" Sasuke shouted from inside.
"Sorry," I said as I passed her.
Sakura's POV
The party started with everyone raiding the grocery bags filled with the snacks and refreshments the NARUTO HAD BROUGHT. I HELPED Ino clear all the breakable items from the living room so that the guys could pig out without breaking anything expensive. But knowing Ino most things in the house were expensive.
Sasuke's POV
"Yo Teme," Naruto yelled at me," I need your help with the stuff you said to get,"
I groaned and followed him to the car, the backseat which was occupied by stcks of games.
"Dobe," I said smacking the back of his head," I didn't mean to bring every bloody game! Just the ones we were using,""some people are just so dense," I commented.
"Maybe next time you should be more specific," he yelled, rubbing his head. I promised I'd purposely beat him so bad he'll regret he asked me to play in the first place.
Taking on the role of the host of the party, Sakura had found four bean bags and placed them in front of the plasma screen TV and bowls of snacks on the table.
After setting up, we all settled down and we started the game.
Ino's POV
Man this is sooo boring, I don't get why boys were so addicted to video games. They were completely ignoring us, even with my...well...my best out there. I looked over at Saskura, who looked like she was goiung to pass out from boredom any minute now and signalled her to go upstairs. We sneaked away Saskura bringing her stereo and a bag of bulled lays drips without the guys noticing,
Pulling out her dance floor mat and revealing the hidden 42" plasma screen TV. I selected top 100 freestyle and 'We R Wo We R' began blazing through the speakers.(A/N: What? I'm listenin' to these songs. Try and STOP ME!LOLZ XD ily2)
We did a danceoff, showing off our 'moves' our scores accumulating. We danced, laughed and sang along to the songs.
We running this town just like a club and no you don't wanna mess with us. Got Jesus on my neck-a-lace I threw a chip at Sakura, which she skilfully missed, and landed on her forehead.
tonight we're going hard x3
Just like the world is ours x3
We erupted in laughter not ever stopping to wonder what the guys were up to.
Sakura's POV
Acting like we were completely drunkards we danced around the room, jumping on the bed, trading our clothes. Ino, looking exceptionally out of it idiotically threw an open canister of glitter at me, it caught me full in the face and in my face. A substancial amount got caught in my mouth. She laughed, I lay coughing up the sparkly stuff.
DJ turn it up, up, up, up
DJ turn it up, up, up, up
"Ino, you're the DJ. What did Kesha say?"
"Turn it up! Woo!" The radio gave off an earsplitting sound.
Sasuke's POV
I paused the game to spare Naruto, who was having his butt kicked in so many ways. Feeling rather mischievous, I motioned upstairs towards the girls room. It took Dobe a while to get it and when he did his smile mirrored the one on my face.
We crept upstairs, and cracked the door open. Ino's pitchy voice came clear over the music. Salura danced next to her wearing the skimpiest shorts ever. I snuck behind her and threw her effortlessly over my shoulder.
She shrieked, and let out a breathy laugh, just as Naruto slumped Ino over his shoulder. Instead of pounding us on our backs like normal girls would do, they sang along to the ending of Telephone by Lady Gaga and then Girls on the Dancefloor by Far East Movement which were still blazing from Ino's room. Laughing like drunkards – though all they drunk was soda – we dropped them in the back yard.
I unhooked the hose, and turned it on them full blast. They screamed when the water hit them. They squirmed trying to avoid the icy force.
"I'll kill you!" Saskura sheiked.
"Come on," I jeered, turning up the force, "I'd love to see you try,"
They wrestled me for the hose. I let them I never lose (A/N: Rite!)
Armed with the hose, they turned on us, soaking us to the bone. Naruto was getting the worst, due to the fact that I was using him as a human shield.
"Come on, Sasuke" Ino jeered.
"Yeah" Saskura put in, "fight like a man,"
Ino dragged Naruto away, pinning him down with her knees.
"Taste ice, cocky boy," Saskura said, in a cold voice. She turned the hose on me, linding me periodically. Fighting against the force, I moved towards her, close enough to getmy hands on the hose. She didn'tr give that up without a fight though and I only managed to aim the hose on Naruto and Ino who were still squirming on the grass.
By the time we werte tired, we were all drenched from head to toe.
Sakura's POV
Well. That was FUN!
...
Ah my hair. It's wet! Grrr! I need an excuse to go inside.
One problem! Another voice said, you're tooo lazy and tired.
True! Just hope they don't notice.
As we all stayed there catching our breaths Naruto's humongous mouth erupted. I wondered when that would happem.
"Hey Sakura! You're hair –" Unfortunately, I didn't drown out his words quickly enough. So everybody turned their attention to observe my hair in all its natural pink and curly glory.
"Stop looking at me," I muttered. I threw my towel over my head, to make the feeling in my stomach go away. Though it didn't work since I felt their burning stare;-boring holes into me.
"What? I asked, peeping from under the comfort of my towel. Silence. I peeped again, they were no longer there.
Using my hands to get up, I was no longer securing the towel on my head. Sasuke had creeped up behind me, taken th towel off and trpped me in a not-so-warm-or-comfortable embrace.
They all jumped out of their hiding spots. Behind a tree, or behind the garbage bin. O f course it was Naruto who chose the latter. Unfortunately, Ino hadn't stayed in the house long enough to put any smelly wastes in the bin. That would have been HIGH-LAR-I-OUS!
...
So I'm stuck here. If I so much made a movement. Sasuke would push me back down into the deckk chair I was currently cornered into.
"Sakura. I didn't know your hair was naturally curly!Coool!" Naruto yapped on. The idiot didn't even notice it ws PINK!
"Out of the four of us... only Ino knows," I admitted.
"It's true!" she faked going into drama-queen mode.
"How come?" Sasuke asked.
"We're best friends. I moved, she just happened to move herer too. We grew up together,"
"If there's one thing I can tell you on the hair topic,- Is that she is capable and will kill you in the future. She hates it curly," I glared at INo.
"Let's go inside before we catch a cold. Dobe get the spare clothes in my car," Sasuke instructed.
I was planning to go in last and escape to Ino's room to search for her flat-iron which was usually in her handbag. However, Sasuke had other plans. He steered me in front of him as we head inside; perhaps reading my mind. Ino had walked off with Naruto in the kitchen leaving ma and a certain person alone. It got reall awkward with him staring at my mop of hair, I tried and failed, however, to slink away to avoid the staring.
"Why do you hat eyou air natural so much?"
"Look it!"I answered showing a handful of hair.
"Well, I think it looks great on you,"
"Well, I think it looks great on you,"
"Well, if you tell anyone who doesn't already know about this, I'll kill you," with those last words, I walked off. His dark laugh followed me upstairs.
His words circulated in my mind over and over, as I ascended the stairs.