Title: Mirrored Hope
Rating: T
Word Count: 1125.
DISCLAIMER: It's SasuSaku, Sasuke says he hates Sakura, 'nuff said.
Warning: My sheer stupidity ensues, and although better then previous chapters, don't expect it to be some epic story.

Fifteen minutes later, and I still have not dared to enter. What was wrong with me? I'm not afraid of Itachi, so what's my problem with Sasuke? The worst he'd ever to do to someone (including Naruto) is beat them really badly, he'd never kill them. Was I afraid of getting hurt? No, I wasn't, I have a high threshold for pain, whereas, he might not, even being the vampire he is.

I reach for the doorknob, and as I do... "BOOOO!" I turn around and punch him in the stomach, hasn't he already learned his lesson?

"...OW!" I scoff, what does it matter anymore? He just won't stop!

"Serves you right." I turn on my heels, and hastily yank the door open.

xXChangeXxXOfXxXPOVXx

They entered the house, tiptoeing as they did so. Sakura retraced the steps she took in her dream, then out of nowhere asked him something.

"You're not going to go on some vampire rampage, and kill people, are you?" Sasuke sent her his 'WTF!?' look, and rolled his eyes. What was she thinking, asking him something stupid like that? It was only a dream, nothing more, nothing less.

Sasuke sat down on the piano, and Sakura pinched the bridge of her nose. For a long time the room was quiet, until Sasuke snapped.

"Will you say something already?!" Sakura stood in the doorway seperating the kitchen form the living room, and replied, "I could, but I really don't want to talk." She turned into the kitchen, and not moments later, a loud crash was heard, and Sakura screamed.

"SAKURA!?" He ran into the kitchen, only to find Sakura balled into the fetal position, ontop the counter. She frantically pointed down towards the floor, and Sasuke followed his eyes there.

"A mouse? A stupid fucking MOUSE!" She bit her lip, and lowered her face. "You had me worried, over a lousy fucking MOUSE!?" Did he say worried? He did actually care? Was it possible that he liked her just a smidge, just enough to worry about her? "You... You worried about me?" Sasuke took a step backwards, maybe he had not meant to say that, maybe he had not even meant it at all.

"I'm so sorry Sasuke, it's just... I know all the bacteria they can carry, and then the bugs! Oh god, do you know many viruses and diseases you can contract from the bugs alone!" Sasuke sighed, she was alright, physically anyway, mentally alright was not proven yet.

"Look, I only came to see if you were hurt, I could care less about how disgusting you think mice are."

" 'Could care less'? I hate it when people say that! They say 'could care less' when they mean the couldn't care less! Because when you say 'could care less' it implies you care, and it's possible for you to care less, but that's not what they mean, unless... You care about me?"

Sasuke walked out of the room, ignoring her question, taking a rag along with him. "Hey! I asked you a question!" Sakura jumped off the counter, after she was sure the rodent was no longer in close proximity, rushing to catch up to him. What she hadn't expected, was Sasuke to stop right outside the kitchen, causing her to...

Kiss him. He was her height, she was going at a fast rate, and it was a little startling for him too be right there. She gasped, why had he not pulled away? Was he too stunned to do anything? Instead, he wrapped his arms around her, and deepened the kiss. They broke away after a minute, both at a loss of oxygen.

"I... I... We should be cleaning." Avoidance. That was his way of dealing. Well, avoidance, then exacting revenge. How would that be avenged? Would he accidentally kiss her too? Sakura laughed at that, how could he possibly kiss her on accident when avenging the accidental kiss she gave him. Besides, didn't he kiss her back?

"Hey TEME! Shikamaru said that you invited everyone here, except ME! What's your deal?!"

"No time to explain." Sasuke rubbed the rag over the mantle of the fireplace, and then moved to the piano. "What do you 'no time to explain'!?"

"Do you want me to shut you up?" Naruto pouted.

"I don't need to shut up!"

"I'm about to do it for you."

"You can't do that!"

"Not unless he finds a way... Like kissing you." Sasuke ignored the comment from Kiba, and continued to rub the piano ferociously.

"EW! WHY WOULD HE DO THAT!?"

"Maybe he's gay."

"He's not gay." Sakura piped in, unusually monotone in voice.

"How would you know that?" Kiba asked, clearly amused.

Sakura shook her head, and brushed past him. It wasn't really his business, his preferences, or how she knew. She knew he'd pry though, suggesting things that were obviously not true, hoping, with a great passion, that she would crack, spilling the details of how she could possibly know he was in fact, not gay.

"And how would y--" "NO." "Why are you trying to avoid my questions?" "I didn't avoid that one, so I'm not avoiding your questions."

Sakura sighed, she'd have to tell someone, SOON. "B-because, I just know..."

Kiba heard the slight stutter, and smirked. "What happened?"

"You're such a gossip hound, you know that right?" Kiba laughed, he'd expected to be such, living with two women, both closet gossipers.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." She laughed at that, aware at how unashamed of that he was.

"I kissed him, that's how, and he didn't kill me, OR obsessively wipe at his lips like when Naruto and Sasuke accidentally kissed."

"Maybe he's bi..." "Are you wondering, or hoping?" "A little of both."

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "He is SO not your type." "Says you!" Kiba teasingly stuck his tongue out, and made a face.

"Your face is going to get stuck like that." Kiba immediately pulled his tongue back in, and let his face return to normal.

"Teme says we're going to the mall, so hurry up, and get ready!"

"I did not, usuratonkachi!"

"Well, you said that if we helped you'd go to the mall. BUT, you never said when!" Naruto smiled triumphantly, and strode out the door.

Oh god, this was going to be a long day.