Kitty-chan: Hiya! Here's the next chapter. I'm almost finished, and I'm super excited about that. This is the longest story I've ever actually written and completed, and I almost regret rewriting it. But for my lovely reviewers and followers, it is completely worth it. Thanks for reading this far. Hope you like it. Take it away, Leader-sama!

Pein: Kitty-chan does not own Naruto.

Chapter 4

"Are you sure? . . . Okay. I'll get it," Konan sighed and snapped her cellphone shut.

"Who was that?" Sakura asked. Konan had invited her over to her house after school, and the two were hanging out in the blue haired girl's room watching TV, talking, and eating random sweets.

"It was Hidan," she answered. "He wanted me to bring him a movie tomorrow when we go to school."

The lie was flawless, so of course it worked.

"Oh, okay," Sakura shrugged, gulping down another spoonful of ice cream. She glanced at the TV one last time before turning to Konan who seemed completely engrossed in the show.

"Hey, Konan, can I ask you something?" Sakura asked her.

"Shoot," the blue haired girl replied, stealing the spoon from Sakura and scooping out a bite of the delicious frozen treat for herself.

"What do you think I should do about Sasori?" the pinkette asked quietly, her cheeks burning a nice shade of pale pink.

"That depends."

"On what?"

"On how you feel about him, what you think about him, and so on."

"Oh."

Are we really going to get into one of these 'Girl Talk' conversations? Inner groaned. Sakura ignored the voice.

"What do you think about Sasori?" Konan pressed gently, watching as the slight pink of Sakura's cheeks darkened if only slightly.

"W-well . . . He's really nice when he wants to be . . . And when he's not being a jerk, he's really sweet," Sakura smiled softly. "He can be overconfident sometimes, but no matter what happens, he always stands back up. He's very stubborn, but he's passionate about what he does," she added. More and more things came to mind as she thought about the redhead, but she stopped in fear of boring Konan to death.

"And what do you feel about him, or when you're around him?" her blue haired companion asked, digging out another bite of ice cream.

"I-I don't know . . . I feel . . . Stronger I guess. I'm not as shy anymore when he's around, and I . . . I feel like I can be myself. . . He can make me feel so happy but so mad all at the same time . . . but in the end, he makes me laugh, and I'm happy again," she answered, her cheeks darkening with each word that managed to wriggle its way out.

"Aw . . ." Konan cooed. "Do you like him? I bet you love him," she teased, poking the pinkette in the arm with the spoon. She was starting to become impatient; she wanted the pinkette to hurry up and confess.

"I-I d-don't know. . . M-maybe?" Sakura answered. Her heart went into overdrive and her face turned into a shade of red that would put Sasori's hair to shame.

Is that really true? Do I love Sasori? she questioned herself.

Duh! I've been trying to tell you that for weeks! Inner snapped.

Well, if you didn't joke around so much, I might have believed you for once, Sakura grumbled.

"Are you ever going to tell him?" Konan asked, breaking Sakura from her inner conversation.

"Wh-what?" Sakura stuttered.

"I mean, I bet if you told him, he would understand why you were so upset. And who knows, maybe he likes you too," she shrugged.

"I couldn't do that," Sakura answered quickly, her cheeks were on fire.

"Why not?" Konan questioned.

"Because there's always that chance he doesn't like me," she answered, looking away from her blue-haired friend. Konan watched her slowly deflate at this thought.

"Sakura . . ." she tried for her attention. The pinkette didn't move.

"Sakura," Konan tried again but firmer this time. Sakura flinched slightly and looked up at her friend.

"Quit being such a baby," Konan teased, ruffling the pinkette's hair. Sakura smiled up at her.

"Thanks, Konan," she replied, and then with a glance at the clock, she jumped up.

"I've got to go or I'll be late for my shift," she explained running out of the room. Only seconds later, and she could hear the front door bang shut.

Konan let out a quiet chuckle, shaking her head slightly. When she was certain that Sakura was gone, she pulled out her cell phone, punched in the correct numbers, and waited for the other line to pick up.

"She confessed," she stated as soon as the dial tone stopped. She didn't wait for a reply; she hung up the phone and continued with the rest of the plan. They couldn't just let Sakura and Sasori fall apart.

Kitty-chan: Woo-hoo! Only one more chapter to go. You guys better love me because these chapters took me forever to not procrastinate on. Anyways, guys, review! I loves reviews! . . . I think that's it . . .

Sakura: Weren't you going to tell them about your hiatus?

Kitty-chan: Oh, yeah! While I was working on editing this story between working on my summer reading, I also got started on another story. It seems like a good one, but I'm still not sure about the pairing. Anyway, if you really like my stories, then the first chapter should be up as soon as I've finished the finally chapter, and if not, then I'll be on hiatus until I feel like it's good enough for posting. Other than that, I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Please review.