Chapter Four- Ironic, Isn't It?

The next day at school it was back to the normal scene. Drama class had just let out again, and Sakura, for one, found it to be the worst rehearsal yet. The huge group of Sasuke fangirls had their eyes on her the whole class; constantly muttering curses that they didn't mind her hearing about her getting to be in Sasuke's arms.

"Will these stupid fangirls just give it a fucking rest already!" Sakura thought furiously, to the extent of cursing.

She slid out of the way as another fangirl tried to trip her up. The only default was the fact that, as she dodged one girl, it landed her right in the path of another angry fangirl, who succeeded in tripping her, making her fall right in to someone's arms.

She looked up apologetically at the person who had caught her, but stopped in sudden realization.

The one who had caught her was none other than Sasuke Uchiha, the very person all those fangirls had been trying to keep her away from. Well, look now suckers! Sakura thought briefly. And look they did, with even more rage than before. It was never going to end.

"S-sorry, Sasuke." She stammered.

"It's fine," he replied, "I wanted to talk to you anyways."

Sakura stood up and stood still for a moment in thought.

Sakura! You better start going! Sasuke Uchiha wants to talk to you! Inner Sakura screamed.

Now, for once, she listened to her conscious and started to follow behind Sasuke, who had turned and began walking away from the glares of the fangirls.

He led her out to the patio area of the school and leaned against a wall. Sakura followed him, and stood by him.

"What did you want to talk about?" Sakura asked shyly.

"Well, uh…" Sasuke started.

"'Uh.' Did he just say 'uh'? All my time of knowing him, I've never seen him at a loss for words."

Maybe it's because you've hardly heard him talk at all.

"Shut up! I don't need you downplaying this moment!" Sakura tried to block out her conscious and looked up at Sasuke.

"I just…don't really know how to ask this."

He's about to ask you out! I can feel it!

"Didn't I just turn you off?"

Screw you! Just listen!

Sasuke's mind was no different.

Spit it out already! It's just a few simple words! You can handle that! You're a big kid now!

"Will you shut up already!" Sasuke's mind retorted. "It's hard enough seeing as I barely talk to girls at all, but I don't need you yapping in my ear like Naruto does!"

I won't shut up until you spit it out! Do you need me to spell the words out for you?

"Would you like to come to my place to practice the play?" Sasuke asked rapidly.

Sakura took a couple seconds to process the jumble of words Sasuke had just spat out, and upon doing so, her face turned slightly red.

"Oh…um…sure…I-I'd love to." Sakura accepted bashfully.

"Okay." Sasuke sighed, mentally relieved to hear a positive response. "My house isn't that far away, after school we can walk there."

"Okay, sounds good." Sakura replied, turning so Sasuke couldn't see her blushing.

"I'll…see you after class then." Sasuke declared, and walked off, partially because class was starting soon, and partially because now he was turning red as well.

"Happy now?" He thought angrily to his conscious.

Yes, now see, that wasn't so hard, was it? Who's a good boy?

"I'm not a dog, you jackass."

Insult me and you insult yourself!

"Just shut up, I need some time to think."

Out in the patio area, Sakura's mind was racing.

Sasuke Uchiha has just asked us over to his house! It's a dream come true!

"Y-yeah…." Sakura's face was still cherry red.

Hey, maybe we'll get lucky and he'll make a move on you!

"Sh-shut up! I'm red enough as it is, and I don't need your little images rolling through my head to make it worse!"

Yeah, yeah, okay, just get to class girl!

RING!

"Oh, shit!" Sakura yelled, and ran off to class.

'"'"'"'"

The day seemed to wear on afterwards as slow as it could. A minute seemed like an hour, and an hour…let's just say, Sakura and even Sasuke were a little miserable going through the rest of the day.

Finally, the last bell rang. Sakura speed walked as fast she could to the front of the school. Ino ran up to catch her.

"Where're you going, speedy? We had plans to walk home, remember?" Ino called.

"Oh yeah…um…I'm going to have to cancel them." Sakura replied.

"What? Why?"

"I um…have a…" The rest of Sakura's words were mumbled after that.

"What was that?" Ino asked, leaning closer.

"I have to…" Her words were lost again, and she was turning red.

"Speak up!" Ino shouted in her ear.

"I'm going over to Sasuke's!" Sakura proclaimed, a little too loudly, and she clasped her hand over her mouth.

Ino eyes widened in surprise, Sakura could tell she wanted to bust into a frenzy of twenty questions, but, seeing the look in Sakura's eye, she said, "You, me, phone, details. Later!" and ran in the other direction.

Sakura stepped out to the front and immediately found Sasuke. She walked up to him, but before she could say anything he motioned with his arm, seeing as his hands were in his pockets, and he started to walk off. Sakura followed him, keeping a bit of distance between them until they got off campus.

She sped up to walk side-by-side with him for a good ten minutes before the two reached a big house that Sasuke trudged over to. Sakura warily followed, and walked through the door he opened, showing a big entry way.

"Wow." Sakura whistled.

"Hn." Sasuke grunted, and led her on.

"Finally home, little brother?" A voice called.

"Yeah, yeah." Sasuke replied to the voice.

A man came out from what Sakura could only assume was the kitchen. He was quite good looking, with long, pulled back hair.

"Oh," he stopped as he spotted Sakura, "I don't think I've met your friend before."

"I'm…Sakura Haruno." Sakura muttered, just loud enough for the new arrival to hear her.

"Yeah, she's here to rehearse the play with me, she's the lead female." Sasuke explained quickly, obviously wanting to go.

"I see." The man smirked. "I'm Itachi Uchiha, Sasuke's older brother."

"Nice to meet you." Sakura responded.

"Come on, Sakura." Sasuke beckoned. "We'll rehearse in my room."

Sakura felt a bit of color rise in her cheeks at hearing this. Itachi chuckled and walked out of the room. Sasuke walked down a hall and up some stairs with Sakura on his heels. He entered a room covered with navy blue walls and a big window that showed a lot of the town.

Sasuke put down his bag, and Sakura followed the motion, setting her bag down next to his. She opened it for a moment to pull out the script.

"Where should we start?" Sakura asked.

"Let's start where we both actually meet in the play and go on from there." Sasuke suggested.

"Okay."

They rehearsed their lines, helping each other on a few occasions with how to say things, and motions to do. Sakura turned the page and reddened. Next was Act Seven, Scene Nine.

"Um…for this one…do we…." Sakura stuttered.

"No, and I don't really know if I want to practice the fall, either. That flip makes my head spin uncomfortably." Sasuke clarified.

"Okay."

They went a bit into the scene, and then it was the time where they would have kissed.

"Ayame." Sasuke declared.

"Keichi, I know how you feel, but I feel we may not be able to make it. There are so many factors that would get in our way and…"

Sasuke came and grabbed her by the waist as he was supposed to.

"Ayame, I'm begging. At this rate I'll just be some broken record in your ear, I want you to be with me."

"Keichi."

Sakura looked up at Sasuke, expecting him to let her go, as now the maid should have come in, and the two parts they planned to skip would be happening right then. Instead, he seemed to only get closer. Locked in his grip, she had nowhere to go.

And their lips connected.

A sudden surge of pleasure seemed to go through Sakura's body, Sasuke felt the same thing. He tightened his grip, and Sakura put her arms around his neck, deepening their kiss.

Chak. "Sasuke, I came up to—" Itachi stopped and stared at what he just walked in on.

Sasuke and Sakura flew apart, putting three feet between them.

"Well…" Itachi blinked. "I didn't know I was interrupting something. Is that…heh…part of the play?"

"Itachi." Sasuke rumbled. "What do you want?"

"I just came up to…hem…see what you two were up to. Looks like I have some pretty unusual timing; unless that's what you were doing this whole time."

Sakura turned red and hid her face in her hands.

"Get out of here!" Sasuke barked.

"Very well, have fun." Itachi called, closing the door.

Sasuke turned to Sakura, now lost for words over what just happened. His face turned about the same shade of red as Sakura's, but it wasn't covering his whole face like hers was.

"S-Sakura…I…um…" Sasuke stammered.

"I…think I should get going." Sakura replied.

"Wait…but…"

Sakura put on her backpack and looked at him.

Sasuke cleared his throat. "I'm…uh…sorry about that…I just…."

Sakura smiled at him. "It's okay…honestly…I kind of liked it."

Sasuke's face, which had been fading back to pale, went back up to red as she said this. Sakura also lit up a bit again, and then closed the door behind her, walking down the stairs and out the door of the Uchiha household.

Sakura stood at the doorstep for a moment, her hand over her mouth. She looked back, thinking about what just unfolded.

"Ironic…" Sakura whispered. "We were interrupted and surprised…just like the play."

She smiled once, and then walked off the grounds of the Uchiha property.

Well, how'd you like that one? Good, bad, meh? (Hopefully no bad reviews, seeing as pretty much every review I've gotten has been a good one.) I guess you can consider this the second time since I started writing these stories that I've conquered writers block. (See chapter two to review the horror of me writing under writers block.) Anyway, hope you liked it, review please! And thanks to those who clarified to me that I messed up in my OCC question, that it's actually OOC and it means 'out of character'. Now I can pretend to be one of the smart people up there talking writers' lingo! (Not really, because sometimes I still don't know what some of these shortened things are…. (I don't really use text talk is why.) Till the next chapter!