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 5 – Depth of her Soul

Jiraiya looked up at a monitor. It was a habit of his; even though he knew the only people there were Sasuke and Sakura, though his eyes grew wide when he spotted a guy with a gun walking through the park, aiming it at Sakura and Sasuke's exposed backs. It looked like they were being taken hostage against their will and being lead somewhere. He nudged Naruto with his elbow without peeling his eyes off the screen.

"Hey! Was a crazy guy with a machine gun part of the plan?"

Naruto followed Jiraiya's gaze and looked at the monitor, squinting. "…No."

After a second of realizing the situation, they got up from their seats.

"Where's my manual? Give me my jacket!" Jiraiya demanded. Naruto threw him his security jacket. He fumbled with the zipper. "How do I zip this up again?"

Naruto picked up the phone, calling the police station. "Hello? Hello? I'm on hold."

The old man tore through his drawer, holding up a book. "Found the manual!"

Naruto slapped his hand, forcing him to drop the small book. "There's no time for a freakin' manual!"

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Sakura and Sasuke argued in quick whispers to each other instead of their possible last minutes praying for their safety. The soldier was still close behind them, holding a deadly weapon. His eyed had no doubt or hesitation if he ever wanted to shoot. His finger on the trigger was deciding whether they lived to see the next day or not. They kept moving forward.

Sakura complained, "You know what, Sasuke? Thank you so much for dragging me into could have went out to play skeeball or something, but no—"

"Hey, this wasn't even my idea. A friend of mine organized all this," Sasuke seethed.

She was momentarily stunned, her nostrils flaring. "WHAT? A friend of yours did all this? So you didn't put any effort to plan how to spend my birthday out? You're really as bad as I thought—"

"Shut up!" the soldier commanded. "What is your relationship?"

Sasuke turned to speak to him. "We're friends."

"Bullshit!" he cursed. "When I look at you too, I know that's not true. I had a girlfriend too."

Sakura laughed lightly. "Oh, I'm not his girlfriend."

The soldier continued anyway, ignoring her. "We've been together for a year and a half. But then, when I enlisted, she leaves me for this Frenchman! Can you believe it? A Frenchman! We had a dog together. A Yorkshire terrier named Rufus. But you know what? Fuck Rufus! 'Cause he too now seems to love the Frenchman!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes. Was the guy really launching into a sob story no one wanted to hear about? Their arms slowly lowered, reluctantly listening to him rant. Sasuke was pretty sure that if he told the guy to shut up, he would die before Sakura.

"So yesterday night, grabbed my weapon and I came to kill them. Rufus included. But they weren't home," he said, looking down with a trembling lip. "I have the worst luck."

Sakura dared to speak. "I'm sorry. If we had known, we would have gone to Six Flags."

He raised his gun and they had their hands in the air automatically. The three moved again toward the tallest roller coaster in the park. Sakura was imagining the punches he would throw at the soldier if she somehow made it through the day while Sasuke was silently plotting in his head. If he could somehow get the gun away from him then he could take him down easy…

The soldier suddenly stopped walking after a thought. Sasuke suddenly panicked and wondered if he was telepathic. "I change my mind. I'm not gonna kill them. I'm gonna kill myself."

Sasuke blinked twice. "Okay…?"

Sakura looked at him oddly. "That's… sad to hear." She scoffed once and cleared her throat after the killer stare the both men gave her. "You know, I heard when you fire a bullet into your head, your entire skull explodes. As opposed to this sort of little, red bullet-hole thing you see in the movies," she said, pointing to her forehead and imitating an explosion with her hands.

"What's the difference?" he asked. "I'll be dead!"

Sakura chuckled at how the guy was being miserably stupid. "Why kill yourself? It's not going to make her come back to you."

"But it'll put me out of my misery. And it'll hurt her. She'll never be the same," he explained.

Sakura slowly inhaled, wiping the smile of her face after hearing his words. "You're wrong. Time will pass and she'll be fine."

Sasuke looked at her in surprise, catching the reflection and meaning of her words.

"How do you know?" the soldier questioned.

"That's the way it works."

"How do you know?" he repeated.

"It has to be."

He lowered his gun, having second thoughts again. "So then I'm screwed. If I kill myself, it accomplishes nothing. Plus, I'm dead. If I don't, I get court-martialled for leaving the army group." He slowly removed the strap over his shoulder.

"Of the two, I would go with the court-martial thing though," Sasuke said, slowly nudging Sakura to back away, hoping it was their chance to escape.

"You know what? Your eyebrows remind me of the Frenchman's!" He pointed his gun at Sasuke.

Sasuke sighed. "Take me. Let her go."

"What?" Sakura breathed. "Don't act like a hero."

"Got any last words?" he asked Sasuke.

He turned toward Sakura. "It's been nice knowing you for a little, I guess."

"No, he can't do this to you!" she was protesting.

Sasuke knew that he was going to live. It was just a matter of time and convincing before the guy puts his gun down. Naruto would have noticed in the security room—he hoped. In the other hand, there was no use depending his safety on Naruto. He was just going to wish that sooner or later, there was going to be help. He just didn't want Sakura involved.

As if on cue, the FBI swooped in from helicopters and ropes in full black attires that covered their bodies and half their faces. They suddenly appeared from rooftops and in the booths. They all had their guns pointed at the run-away soldier.

"Drop your weapon!" an FBI member demanded.

"I will not! You drop your weapons!" the soldier insisted.

"No, you drop your weapon!"

"You drop them!"

"Wait!" Sakura shouted in between.

"You drop it!"

"You can't make me!" the soldier exclaimed.

"Actually, yes we can."

"You drop your weapons!"

"No, you!"

Sasuke sighed at how the situation was becoming ridiculously childish. "Can someone just shoot somebody?"

Sakura moved from her spot toward the soldier, putting her hands in the air. "Wait a minute, listen to me!" She spoke to the soldier. "You're girlfriend, she broke your heart, didn't she?"

"Yes!" he answered in a firm voice.

"She left you. She ran away and betrayed you."

"Yes! Yes, she did!"

The pink-haired woman shrugged. "Some of us are meant to suffer! Some of us are led to believe that we have this certain destiny, and then it just gets snatched away. But we have to stay alive. Because we have to see... how the story ends, right?"

Both Sasuke and the soldier looked at her silently for a moment. Even the FBI group paused to listen to her speech. As soon as the soldier absorbed the truth and facts in her words, he put his gun down and he was tackled to the ground. Sasuke quickly pulled her toward him by her shoulder as the men hand cuffed him. He was on his stomach on the ground.

"Suspect is down! I repeat, suspect is down!" one of them muttered into a device.

"Hey!" the soldier said, talking to Sasuke. "If you're smart, you'll stay with her. She's a great girlfriend, I can tell."

The other soldiers moved in, using the tranquilizer as they hoisted him up. Behind Sasuke and Sakura, the fireworks went off, lighting the night sky and painting the void darkness above them. They quickly took the soldier away and out of their sight.

"We're friends," Sasuke mumbled, still holding on to her shoulder.

She turned around to face him. "We're friends? Is that what you think?"

"Tch," he grunted.

"Listen, we're seeing each other, right?"

"I suppose so."

"Ok, problem solved. We're dating," she stated.

Sakura playfully nudged his ribcage with her elbow. Sasuke smirked and did the same to her. Although her birthday was a disaster, but all things considered, Sasuke felt good about the outcome. Though he argued that there were other methods of how the realization occurred to him. He had seen the depth of her soul and found out that they were dating.

AN: This chapter was a day later than expected. Thanks for reading! Leave me a review answering the following: Why do you think Sakura knew the right thing to tell the soldier (when Sasuke saw "the depth of her soul")? Just something to think about. Drop me a line!