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I Know You

Sakura…

How could this be? It seemed very much like her. Was she really the girl he had met at Konoha? She hadn't changed much only that she wasn't exactly a girl anymore. But more womanly like. At least, from appearance point of view. She had grown into her forehead and face and her body had acquired elegant discreet curves that made her look like a model to be.

Her breast didn't seem big, yet it wasn't exactly tiny, as her waist was. Her hips were slightly full, giving to her whole body the image of an hourglass.

He didn't have much more time to examine her as she walked fast away and disappeared into the right line's fronts. He felt his heart clenching very tightly, his breath becoming faster and unrhythmical, as memories flooded him violently.

His feelings for her had cooled down but they had never God could know how difficult it was for him to see her so unexpectedly. But what was Sakura doing at Rome? He thought she had been at Paris with her father all this time. Of course, he had heard from rumours at Konoha that she was practicing ballet and she was good at it but his mind was mostly blanked out at the moment and couldn't guess the reasons of her presence at the same city with him.

He clenched unconiously his fists on the tissue covering his knees, his eyes still pinned at the spot the slender figure used to be some seconds ago, jaw slightly dropped and mind stopped.

SMACK.

He felt his cheek stinging with pain and as that snapped him out for good, he turned caught by surprise to the direction of the hit.

''What were you looking so intensely, Uchiha? You think I didn't notice? You pervert! You cheater! I am going to tell my dad everything about this and you'll see what is coming to you!'' an irritated Nao yelled at him, her eyes filled murderous intent.

''What on earth are you talking about?''Sasuke erupted, unable to be patient with her whims anymore.

''You honestly think I didn't see you staring like a drooling moron at that girl? You think I am so blind, Uchiha? Ehhh? Well that is because you are a fool! I see what you did there, no point in trying to cover it up, now. Jerk! And I thought you were worth of my time!'' Nao said flipping out.

''Whatever…Believe what you want. I don't care.'' asuke said carelessly, his mind occupied with other things to give into another fight with the annoying girl to his left.

She always reacted in the same exact immature way every time his eyes accidentally-well not always- wandered on some girl around him.

Apparently, though that wasn't the best move he could do, as this irritated Nao more.

Watching as her glance grew into a deadly glare, he inertly shivered, not because he was afraid of her but he hated causing scenes publicly and right now he had other things in his mind, as well, to be able to withstand something so humiliating.

''You don't care? Then why are you with me, if you dont care what I believe? Tell me!''Nao said crossing her hands on her chest and pouting like a baby.

''This isn't how I meant it…Can we please save the fight for when we will be alone?'' he pleaded her, turning his gaze to the ground.

From the stereos, a woman announced that the plane was about to take off and she gave a speech about the safety rules and tips, as typical.

''You know what? Sometimes, you make me wonder why the hell I am with you.'' Nao whispered, feeling her pride hurt. She wasnt the one always causing scenes as he had implied.

''Welcome to the club…''Sasuke whispered, now frustrated as ever but tried to calm down and leaned back in his chair, dwelling in his hatred for his gf.

Nao widened her eyes at this but she chose to not keep up with their fight so she leaned back, too and turned her head to look out of her window, not wanting to miss the taking off view.

It was true that in the few months they had been together, Nao's personality often made it unbearable to Sasuke to withstand her and he had tried many times to put an end to any ambition he had by cutting off their fake relationship.

But Nao would always cry like a baby and came back begging him to accept her again. And when everything else failed, she used her father to get what she wanted. And then everything immediately involved his whole family, too. Cause Itachi didn't want his boss to be mad at him out of his little foolish brother and their mother didnt want to create a scandal around their circle. Nao wasn't just anyone after all, she was Haseo Takayashi's daughter, whom even the rocks aknowledged in the upper stroms of Konoha's society.

And thus, Sasuke having no choice, always gave in, But it was irritating how she told him such a thing when she was the one always trying to keep them together.

If they fought so much now, Sasuke shivered at the idea of the fights to follow when they would be married.

But all this didn't matter right now. Cause a certain pinkette in the same plane as him made his heart beat like a broken clock, a girl from his past, that had scarred his heart almost as much as he had scarred hers. The memory of her leaving him in that part, the night before she left for France was still haunting his memories. Her own memory was tied to that scene so strongly that he fell pain every time she came in his mind.

Oh how much he had missed her. He barely kept himself down from standing up, completely uncaring about Nao and running after Sakura to greet her and tell her how much he had missed her.

But God knew what consequences that would have. His hysterical girlfriend went easily nuts just with him checking her out, imagine what she would do if he actually talked to her.

He sighed a silent sigh and looked around him in agony. He couldnt see her from his seat, the middle line of seats hiding the right line.

Realizing his phone was still n his lap, he snapped out of his delirium and flipped it open again.

He pressed the send button.

''Mom, the plane took off for Konoha. We should be there in some hours. Sasuke.''

He let his head rest on the seat, thinking of the weird and random situation he had found himself into.

Sakura…


Sasuke…?

Sakura felt her heart clenching. What was that weird feeling she was just getting out of nowhere? Could it be the irritated voices somewhere from the back that made no sense?

It was weird because she actually felt she recognized one of those voices. But it was still dinstict to her ears, barely audible yet judging by the often hushes the annoyed passengers let out every now and then it seemed as if some people were fighting.

She closed her eyes. No, it cant be. Sakura, why haven't you still forgotten him? I told you to let go. Stop trying to find excuses every where you go to remember him.

She mentally beat herself up for being so naive. Lying back to her seat, she sighed and opened the book she was holding, deciding that reading would take her mind off things.

As she began losing herself into the storyline, she felt someone towering her and she immediately snapped her head to look whom it was.

She noticed a young man, around her age, with thin eye brows and girly characteristics smiling at her kindly, as his light blue eyes shined and lightened up his face even more than his blond-brown hair did.

''Hello, I am sitting in the post next to you, hehe.''he said rubbying his head awkwardly.

Sakura smiled shyly and nodded.

''Oh, I see. Nice to meet you. My name is Sakura.'' She said leaving the book aside.

''Likewise. My name is Dai.'' He smiled back at her extending his pale hand.

Sakura nodded, taking his hand in hers in a handshake. His skin felt very soft. Was he really a guy? He didnt seem manly enough. Realizing how rude and offensive her thoughts for a person she didn't even know were, she snapped out of it and looked at him as he made his way to his seat and sat down next to her by the window.

Too shy to restart a talk, Sakura immerged herself again into the book but soon the boy broke the silene again.

''Would you like to have my seat?'' he asked, a hint of hesitation and uncertainty lingering in his voice.

''Oh, thanks. It is ok.'' She said looking at him for some seconds before turning back to her book.

''Yeah, I was wondering if you like looking out of windows. Many girls like doing this…many people I mean, sorry, didn't mean to sound sexist.'' The boy said chuckling unsure.

Sakura turned to look at him, not knowing how to reply to this and nodded before the story demanded her attention again.

''You must have come when I was at the toilets, huh?'' the guy did one more effort to initiate a talk.

''I suppose.'''Sakura ever the serious one said, without bothering to take her mind off her book.

A small silence followed during which Dai was still checking her out. This made her nervous and she sighed silently, as she flipped another page of the novel.

''I like your eyes.''

That snapped her out of it. She raised her face to look at him for a moment in question. Was he hitting on her? Wasn't he too bold for a guy that had just met her?

''Are you…?'' right when she was about to phrase her inner questions rudely out to him, he cut her off enthusiastically.

''And I like the way you dance. You are the best ballerina have seen in my life, Sakura Haruno.''

That caught her off guard. She looked at him, jaw dropping.

''I am a fan of yours. Excuse me for not saying before that I know you. Well, only as a ballerina but yeah…''

Sakura's frown slowly turned into a surprised expression. She had seen young girls or old women admiring her but never before had a man complimented her about her ballet, except for some authors who worked in the press.

Her face had an expression that pretty much said : ''Thank you but…sorry what?''

''In case you would like to know, I am dancing ballet , too. I always wished I could be in the same group as you but I have heard you have only had experience as a solo so far.'' He said flashing her a bright but excited smile.

''Oh…uhmm…yeah, that's true…Ughh, excuse my rudeness, it is just that not very often do I get this.'' She said, trying to fight the blush that threatened her cheeks.

It made more sense that he was a fan of hers as he said now. But she never thought other people would actually acknowledge her and recognize her except for the ones that were practicing critique on the field.

It felt weird but nice in the same time. What a cliche'. She thought snapping out of her self centered thoughts.

''No, you excuse my awkwardness, I never thought I'd get to be in the same plane with Sakura Haruno.'' He said blushing slightly.

''Oh uh…ahahaha, sheesh you say this like I am someone famous. I am not all that important.'' She said brushing it off with a light wave of her hand.

''To me you are.'' He said, almost without thinking.

That made her blush harder and she returned her gaze to her book, suddenly taking a serious mood. It felt awkward and she wasn't in the mood for it, right now.

The guy seemed to realize this so he smiled kindly and turned his attention out of the window, watching down as the plane was always moving further from the earth.

After half an hour, she had loosened up to Dai and the two of them were talking as if they were old friends. What was more, is that they both knew ballet so they had many things to talk about in common. He seemed to listen to her excited when she tried to analyze to him the movements of her new choreography and he made witty comments on that which thrilled her all the more. She had turned out to actually like that guy and she was feeling relaxed.

Suddenly, she broke the talk as she felt an urgent need to go to the toilets, so she smiled kindly and excused herself as she made her way to the bathrooms.

Sasuke was looking in blank eyes in front of him in the void, the only thing ruling over his mind being a certain pinkette that fate wanted him to meet so unexpectedly on the plane.

Having slightly overcome the initial shock, now bitterness had began washing over him, as the painful memories from their past surfaced once more in his confused mind.

He snapped out of his thoughts when pink hair came into his range of vision again.

His eyes shifted in a flash to examine the girl, as he felt his face becoming even paler at her melancholic view that caused mixed feelings inside him.

Sakura keeping her gaze in front of her made her way to the front, where the toilets were placed.

A thought sparkled fast in his head. Now it was the perfect chance to talk to her.

Looking sideways to Nao, he realized that she had fallen asleep.

So far, so good, he thought as the mischievous thought kept doing circles in his head.

Taking another hesitant look at Nao, he waited silent for some minutes, still contemplating in his mind whether it was a good idea to startle Sakura like that or not.

Deciding it was over his powers to resist going after her, with one last look at his sleeping girl friend, he stood up softly and made his way to the toilets in slow steps.

Arriving out of his destination, he hesitated before entering. He stood for some seconds, in deep thoughts, then after taking a deep breath as he placed his hand on the door.

Sakura stood before the mirror, looking absent mindly at her reflection, waiting impatiently for the woman that was in the bathroom to come out.

If she took much longer, she would have to use the men's bathroom. She had no choice.

Gladly, the woman came out before she finished her thoughts and headed for the tap. Sakura smiled relieved and walked into the bathroom.

Once she was done, there was no one in the room. She got out of the small room and washed her hands and fixed her hair, consulting the mirror.

Once she was done, she turned around and headed for the door. Suddenly, before placing her hand on it, she felt a weird unpleasant feeling. She couldn't distinguish whether it was emotional or physical or maybe both.

She shrugged it off and pulled the door open in a rush

as she made her way out of it.

Bump.

She snapped out of her thoughts, as she bumped onto someone who was blocking her way out, just at the entrance of the room.

First thing her mind registered was that something about that person seemed familiar.

Was it his scent? She felt like she knew it from somewhere in her past. Shrugging off her shyness, she forced herself to look up into the person she had bumped onto.

And just like the very first time she had seen him, she was out of words.

Oh my god…Sasuke…?

''Sakura…''

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