My Despicable Girlfriend
By:Azn-Gurl868
Summary: Sasuke meets Sakura who is dealing with the pain of breaking up with her fiancée. Before knowing it, Sasuke is chained to the aggressive and delusional woman that is Sakura. They develop a relationship where Sasuke is the ragdoll of all her doings-switching him shoes when her feet hurt while wearing high heels, telling him to jump in the water to check out deep it is... But the question was: Did fate want them to be together?
Chapter 4 – The Best Birthday Ever
It was currently 2am and Sasuke and Naruto sat on the steps in front of their dorm building. Sasuke was pacing around, keeping his hands warm in his pocket, while Naruto was in the verge of falling asleep on the steps. His head was bobbing up and down and his eyes were opening and shutting repeatedly. As the doctor instructed, he was to stay up for the night just in case his concussion got worse. He tricked Naruto into staying up with him after a long argument about who owed who.
"Are you interested with her?" Naruto asked, knowing something was on Sasuke's mind as he paced.
"Who are you talking about?"
"You know who I'm talking about."
"Oh, Sakura?" he pondered for a moment, staring at the sky. "Why would I be interested in a hot, mysterious, passionate, possibly bi-polar, violent, drunken, arrogant, rude woman?"
Naruto shrugged. "There are people." He honestly did not hear half of what he said. The blonde drifted to sleep, his eyes carefully shutting. Sasuke noticed and kicked him in the gut.
"Dobe, don't go to sleep! The doctor said I have to stay up."
Naruto groaned, shooing him away with a hand. "Then don't go to sleep! He didn't say that I had to too. Leave me alone!" He turned to the other direction, getting comfortable on the cemented floor.
Sasuke rolled his eyes and dismissed the idiot on the floor who had no will-power whatsoever. He began walking down the street, looking for any street-vendors that were still up. As he walked through the thin, crisp autumn air, he could care less if Naruto got robbed or kidnapped. There were other things in his mind.
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The next three weeks went by without incident. Ever since he stopped seeing Sakura, his life just got slightly less exciting. Okay well, a lot less exciting. It lacked adventure and flavour. His scheduled was mostly occupied with studying and sleeping. He didn't have her contact information. At least none of his bones were dislocated and he wasn't sleeping in a jail cell that night. Naruto spent his weeks watching the German DVD package of Horny House. Meanwhile, he typed up an email to the representative of the Tiller King Company in an effort to rehabilitate himself.
TO: The Tiller King Company
To whom it may concern,
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak with you again. During our last meeting, something much unexpected came up and I was unfortunately forced to end our meeting earlier than originally anticipated. I am now seeking the opportunity to re-establish my credibility. Surely, at the Tiller King Company, you value employees with life experiences both positive and negative…
As he typed up his email, he received another message from an unknown sender. He opened and read the email anyway in curiosity.
To: Uchiha Sasuke
Subject: bday
Tomorrow is my birthday and I want to spend it with you. You decide how, but it has to be the best birthday ever.
Don't let me down.
He stared oddly at the email. Who sent him this? He looked at the sender's email address which was saku_ He sighed; it was without a doubt, Sakura's. How did she get his email? Then he remembered that she still had all of his information that she probably hadn't thrown out yet. He tried not to be too irked about that fact. He clicked the 'Reply' button. Sasuke tapped his fingers on the table, wondering if he should go along with it. He typed:
I'll be at the subway at 10. Be there.
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He saw her again at the subway, sitting on a bench in the same terminal they first met. Her eyes glittered as he approached. Other than feeling distant since they haven't seen each other in weeks, it was as if they were never apart for long. She bombarded him with questions about what they were doing. He kept his mouth shut and said that they'd see when they got there. The two sat silently next to each other for a few minutes. She was obviously trying her best not to burst with excitement.
Sakura eyed the little boy who was drawing all over the platform with chalk. "Hey! Hey, kid! Is this the subway platform or your own personal drawing paper?"
The boy ran to his mother's arms. "Mommy!" His mother glowered at her.
Sasuke leaned sideways to whisper to Sakura. "He's five, Sakura."
"Mommy, what did I do wrong?" the boy asked.
"Nothing. Some people are just bad," his mother said, giving Sakura a meaningful look.
"Like Uncle Kojima in jail?"
His mother picked him up and walked away to a different terminal silently without turning back again. Sakura sighed, irritated. In her little world, she thought that she was just expressing her own opinions. When was that suddenly illegal? She turned to Sasuke as an idea popped in her head. If it was possible, her smile would have blinded him. Sasuke frowned. Here we go, he thought.
"Hey, let's play a game. When someone crosses that red line with their left foot, I win. Right foot, you win," he explained, indicating the red line of chalk on the platform that was part of a red barn on a green hill.
"What happens when you loose?"
She pursed her lips in thought. "I don't know. What do you suggest?"
He scoffed. "I really don't care."
"What about a slap?" She smiled maliciously.
He was taken aback. He thought that she was going to suggest something like candy. Sasuke couldn't hit a girl. That would make him a 'sissy,' as Naruto would have defined. "I can't—"
"You can slap me too," she said, pointing to her cheeks.
"I don't want to," he said in a firm voice, meaning all seriousness.
"Shh! Someone's coming!"
They sat still and silently watched an old man walk by, whistling a happy tune. His right foot had crossed the red line first. Sakura looked at him expectantly, waiting for the slap. Sasuke raised his hand and lightly tapped her cheek with the tip of his fingers. It wasn't even enough force to knock over a half-empty water bottle.
She narrowed her eyes. "Is that what you call a slap?"
A woman walked by the other direction from the other man, crossing with her left foot. Sakura slapped Sasuke, making a loud Thwak! sound that bounced off the walls in the terminal.
He bit the inside of his cheek, regaining his composure. "You didn't see what foot—"
She smoothly interrupted him. "I saw."
"You were looking at me."
"Was not!"
"She came from the other direction."
"We never specified directions."
A young couple walked passed, walking hand-in-hand in synchronization. Their left feet crossed first. Sakura slapped him again, but before she could finish the second slap, he swiped away her hand.
"Hey, no blocking!" she complained.
He shushed her when a marching band made their way in two lines of ten people. Twenty people meant twenty slaps toward the losing player. Sakura rubbed her cheeks, warming them up. They watched their feet march together in union. It looked like their right feet was going to make it across the line. Sasuke was going to win. He guaranteed it. Just a little more…
A whistle blew. All twenty people alternated feet at the last moment, all crossing over with their left feet first. Sakura began slapping him each time someone passed by the line. Frustrated, he joined in, slapping her back. They looked like little children trying to paint over the other person's face. The people around the terminal looked oddly at them.
"Stop it! Stop it!" she yelped after her cheeks were glowing red.
"Truce," he said with his hands on his side.
A man playing a tuba who was with the marching band approached them with a hat. "Help a poor marching band get a new drum?"
Sasuke took all his change out of his pocket and put it in the hat.
"All right, thanks man," the guy said, following behind the others. He crossed over the line with his left foot.
Sakura slapped him again. She smirked at his heated expression. "You're too kind for your own good."
"Che," he snickered. "I know that you don't really want to hurt me."
She leaned toward his face closer, her green eyes gleaming. "Well, I know that you deserved every slap that you got."
He grinned. "I know you don't mean that."
A man with an amputated right foot, hobbled over past them in crutches. Sasuke closed his eyes, waiting for the slap. Instead of feeling something painful, Sakura quickly pecked him on the cheek.
"Game over."
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Sakura attempted to climb over the other side of the gate where Sasuke stood, eyeing her cautiously as she hitched her leg over the top. Her birthday surprise waited. She struggled with her feet placement, afraid to slip and fall on the cement; she tightened her grip on the bars.
"I got you," Sasuke said, about to reach for her.
"Here." She tossed him her purse. He caught it easily. "What kind of a stupid idea is this?"
Sakura made it to the bottom, her both feet planted on the ground. He gave her the purse back. Sasuke turned behind him and saw the empty amusement park. In all honestly, someone else had done all the planning for Sakura's surprise party. He was originally going to stick with a cleaner and less complicated idea like eating lunch together, but the Dobe talked him into letting him plan everything. He had connections and was able to let Sakura and Sasuke in the amusement park when it was closed during Sunday evening.
"An amusement park," he said. "…I like them."
She pointed to herself. "But it's my birthday."
Regardless of her negative attitude so far, he walked deeper into the park. She followed quickly by his side. Meanwhile, Jiraiya—who worked part-time as a security guard in the amusement park—and Naruto went through their detailed plan in the security room with all the monitors facing them. There were security cameras planted everywhere.
Jiraiya looked up at a monitor and saw Sasuke and Sakura walk by. "You owe me one, Naruto. A huge one."
Naruto chuckled. "I know." He looked down at the sheets of paper in front of him. "T-minus ten minutes till music and fireworks."
Sakura yanked on Sasuke's arm as she pointed to a Haunted Mansion ride. The whole thing looked like an abandoned house that was slightly tilted to the left, indicating how old it was. Of course, they got in for free. They got on the ride that took them through the house. There were disfigured dolls, baby heads, cobwebs and pop-up creatures. The glow-in-the-dark effect added more mood. Sakura shrieked, hanging on to his arm. Sasuke in the other hand sat back like everything was a re-run of a boring movie.
At the end of the tunnel where their ride stopped, they saw a man dressed in military attire. He held a machine gun which was against his chest and its strap went over his shoulder. His face was angrily moulded as he pointed the barrel at them. "Hands on your heads!" he shouted, raising the gun.
Sakura stared at him, cocking her head to the side. "Is this part of the ride? Or is he—"
"I said hands on your heads! What are you doing here?"
Sasuke pointed at Sakura with his thumb. "It's her birthday."
"What are you doing here?" Sakura demanded.
"I'm hiding out," the run-away soldier explained. He was someone who managed to escape.
"Great! This is really great!" Sakura sarcastically pointed out.
"Look, I'm not happy about this either," Sasuke said.
The man pressed the trigger on his gun, pointing it to the ceiling. Real bullets shot. As the sound pierced their ears, Sakura screamed in surprise. By then, Sasuke figured this wasn't part of Naruto's plan.
"Hands on your head and move!"
They obeyed him and slowly stood from the ride, walking out. He pointed his gun to where he wanted them to go. The soldier followed them from behind, aiming the gun to their backs as they walked with their hands behind their head.
"Best birthday ever," she whispered sarcastically once again.
AN: If some of you noticed, I usually update once a week during Sunday nights. Spring break is coming up for me so maybe it'll be updated sooner. To clarify, rather than this story being based off the book, it's more like being followed or adapted from the book. For those of you who watched it, you will see a lot of similarities. I'm not one for being original ^^; Interesting fact though: Sakura's peck on Sasuke's cheek was something I wanted to add and was not in the movie.