I haven't updated this story in a while, ne? I know that you guys have been waiting (I think) for this story. I am so utterly confused that I am running out of ideas. It has been bugging me that I can't think of anything that'll keep this story going so after about another few chapters, I'm thinking three or five, it'll end. Don't worry, I'll make sure that it won't be rushed or anything. When I told my sister about my thoughts of actually discontinuing this story she shouted at me saying something that she would never give me ideas anymore. That triggered me and here I am. And I need to buy another buy another mouse because my little brother has been slamming it (frustration of not winning a silly game) so it has been acting up.

DISCLAIMER: What do I say..? I don't own Naruto, so can you stop pestering me about it?

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He was shocked, and frozen. Did she just say that out-loud? "Are you fucking Karin?!"That was the oddest thing she had ever asked him. Sakura was blushing probably ashamed of herself. Why would she ask that? No, he wasn't messing with Karin, he didn't even keep in touch with her! Sakura did mention something about bumping into Karin so it was possible that she talked to her and told her all these lies, it was reasonable and it would be something she would do. "Let me get this straight, you are asking if I'm getting with Karin.."

Sakura nodded, confirming his thoughts. Much to her confusion he chuckled. A comforting arm placed itself around her shoulder, "I am not messing with Karin. I don't know what she told you, but I haven't even kept in touch with her. So stop worrying about me."

"Hoy!" she said, "I am so not worrying over you!" she grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest in a childish manner. "I was curious, okay? She just got on my nerve. That's what she gets for saying those things, I mean that is so gross. It isn't like I wanna hear all her personal life. Karin needs to learn some manners." rambled Sakura.

"Were you.. jealous?" he smirked as the female in front of him blush, "Not that I mind." he added. There was a feeling that rushed through him, a feeling that he couldn't describe, or explain.

Sakura then growled at the male, "Idiot. Don't get your hopes up. You're a loser, and I'm not." 'Afterall, you're still gay. So please stop, you're getting my hopes up..and I don't think I wanna face that same pain again.' she added in her head.

"That's why I am your best friend, right?" He smirked at her and retreated his arm from her shoulders, much to her disappointment. With no care whatsoever, Sasuke stood up and went in the building probably to go and get some ice cream or maybe a can of red bull or something.

Ino then bolted her way to Sakura. "So, how did it go?" she asked.

"I can not believe you actually left me. One of these days you're going to regret it." said Sakura as she stood up and, went to get some nice, cold, chocolate mint ice cream.

Right when she walked in, the air conditioner hit her face, giving her goosebumps. Nevertheless, she walked to the counter and ordered her disired ice cream. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Sasuke who was sipping what looked to like a bottle of water. Waiting for her order, she walked over to him. After all he was seated not to car from the counter. "What in the world are you doing here, alone. You are such a loner." she teased playfully.

"Wanted to be left alone. Came here." he said, "If you don't mind. Can you leave?" he asked of what seemed to be 'kind' for him. Sakura was so shocked she was frozen for a second, but when a worker called out her order she stood up with a nod once again leaving the Uchiha to his thoughts.

"Damn.." he murmured as he raked his hand through his hair. Sasuke was confused at the moment, and didn't really want to be here at the moment. When his arm placed around Sakura, a warm feeling shot through him. He didn't know what it was, but it was starting to bother him greatly. He didn't know what he would be able to do, if that feeling keeps coming back it would just make him even more curious and soon he'll loose control.

Grabbing his water bottle, he threw it in the trashcan near the exit and walked out. Sasuke figured that Naruto and the rest of the guys would end up hitching a ride with one of his other friends. He rode home with the feeling still in his gut.

Two days passed and Sakura was still a tad bit ticked off at how Sasuke left, with no goodbye whatsoever. He left them with Naruto, Shikamaru, and Neji in their hands. Sakura was so mad when he was supposed to be their ride home! I mean, a small warning would be nice! She didn't even spot him at college. Although at the same time he did said he wanted to be left alone. Hence, him isolating himself in that small shop which the lounge was connected to.

Sadly, she hasn't talked to Sasuke during those fourty-eight hours. Her homework, and she was hired at a local movie theatre. Right now, Sakura was dancing around like a maniac with headphones plugged into her ears, "I know this pretty rave girl..!" she sang as she listened to the song named Pretty Rave Girl by I am X-ray. It was upbeat and she can sing, and dance to it all day long. The lyrics weren't even hard, they just reapeated itself.

Cleaning her dishes, she swayed her hips while scrubbing some of the leftover food that stuck to the white plate. The music was loud that you could hear it, without the ear phones. Too bad for Sakura that she didn't hear the door creak open.

A hand was on her shoulder and she dropped the plate and sponge that slipped through her fingers. She quickly turned around, the things in her ears that were producing music fell down on the floor the music still loud and playing.

Sakura steadily placed the tray that had two cups of tea upon it slowly on the coffee table. Her mother grabbed one slowly and sipped. It was quiet. The pink haired woman, also took her seat and grabbed the mug carefully but didn't take a sip. When the hand placed itself on her shoulder, she whipped around. Only to find her mother who held a sad expression. When Sakura asked what was wrong, she didn't speak jsut asked for some tea.

"Mom, please. What's going on?" asked Sakura worriedly, still no response. Not even a flinch, "You had that same sad look on your face. Where's Dad?" She heard sobbing suddenly occur and Sakura placed a hand on her mother's shoulder as she kneeled in front of her sobbing mom, "Where's Dad...?" she asked again.

Her mother threw herself into Sakura's arms. "He - Your father - He -" she sobbed, she looked up at her daughter, "Sakura, your father... died." she stated. Shock filled the pink haired girl and only clutched onto her mom, her own tears streaking down her face. She didn't know what to do now. What was her mom going to do? Crying wouldn't bring him back, but shedding a few tears didn't hurt.

After about ten minutes of crying their hearts out, her mother straightened back up. "He died from a stroke, just a day ago. I told him to quit smoking! He didn't listen!" She shed about two more tears and smiled a small, sad smile down at her daughter, "I have to go, work. I'll call you and send you an invitation to the funeral, and memorial. Bring a friend with you. It'll help." she said kindly. Sakura nodded.

A day passed from when her mother dropped by and told her the news about her now dead father. She wasn't taking it well, her mother constantly called her, and Sakura could hardly focus on her homework now. The death of her father hit her hard, luckily, her friends didn't find out. Not yet, at least. Speaking about was just to painful for her. Her mom even asked her to bring a friend to help the pain, Sakura didn't know who to choose.

The memorial was said to be three weeks from now, and then after about two weeks it would be the funeral. The memories of her father teaching her how to ride a bike, swim, and even drive a car flashed through her mind. Shaking the memories that flooded her mind away, she grabbed her phone and dialed Ino's number, "Ino, hey. I was wondering.. are you free three weeks from now and two weeks after that?.... You can't? Oh, you have your job. Mm'kay... I'll tell you about it later. Bye."

Sakura thought of her choices. Naruto would probably to loud and ask for ramen time to time. So he's out. Shikamaru would be way to lazy to even try and comfort her, Neji has his pride. Hinata is perfect! The second time again, she picked up her phone and hoped for the best.

A groan passed her lips as she paced the same invisible line in her living room carpet, Hinata bailed on her saying that she had something important to do. Even Temari, and Tenten bailed. She was only left with one choice. Sasuke. Grabbing her phone again she stopped as she hit the first number, "Why am I calling him if I could just go over to his house?" she asked herself. Emerald eyes glanced at the time and she nodded to herself, "Still early, I'll go right now." she jumped out of her couch but then stared at her pajama pants. "Though, I think I'll change first.." she muttered.

Then she played with her hear that was slightly wet, probably due to her tears that she cried not to long ago; still not over the fact that her father passed away. "Maybe a shower as well." she said making her way to her shower.

Ten minutes later, here she stood. In a white plain white shirt that had a picture of a panda on it, with some skinny jeans. Her hair was up and still a bit damp. Without a second thought she grabbed her phone and rushed out of her house.

"Open up the door, Sasuke!" Sakura has been banging on Sasuke's door for about three minutes now and it was starting to get on her nerve. He wouldn't answer his damn door. Getting pissed, she was regretting giving back his house key long ago it would be really helpful right now. She ran a hand through her pink locks, it was scorching hot and sweat was already running down the back of her neck. She could really use a huge cone of ice cream right now.

"What are you doing at my door?" a voice said that was so very familiar to her. Whipping her head to the source of the voice, she stared at the raven haired onyx eyed male.

"Why the hell aren't you at your house? It's freakin' hot as hell and I've been here since forever." she retorted glaring at him, soon, her glare turned into a sad stare. "I came here to ask you a very big favor, I tried calling everyone else but they were all to busy and didn't have time."

Sasuke then grunted, "I'm just a last resort?"

"What are you doing three weeks from now?" the emerald eyed girl ask, ignoring the male's question.

"Nothing, I don't plan ahead of time. You should know that."

"And two weeks after that?"

He rose an eyebrow, "Don't know." he answered again slightly annoyed at her constant questions.

"Okay, I need you to come with me to a memorial and a funeral... please.." she said tears were already forming in her eyes. Sasuke was concerned and he walked up to her and gripped her shoulders.

"Who...?"

"My father!" she said and hugged him tightly crying in his chest. His strong muscular arms tangled themselves around her waist in a friendly manner. Sasuke comforted her by whispering things including, 'It's going to be all right,' and 'I'm right here, you'll get through this..' in her ear. Those simple words calmed her. Then again, it did come from the lips of one of her longest friend. She pulled back slightly and stared up at him tears still falling, "So, can you..? Please say you will, I have asked most of the people I thought of bringing and they all bailed."

Sasuke's onyx eyes sadden at the fact that she didn't come to him first but nonetheless nodded.

It was the day. August 24, 2009. The day of the memorial for her father. Sakura did not bother to quickly stand up and take a shower, instead she laid in her bed and stared at the big oak tree that was standing outside her bedroom window. Emerald eyes were dull and dead, it was similiar to the time when her grandmother passed away.

There was a knock on her door and she slowly walked out of her bed moving the dark green blanket out of her way. Sakura opened the door without a care. Although she was surprised that it was Sasuke and he was already dressed in black skinny jeans, guess he couldn't help it, and a white collared button up shirt. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

Instead of answering, he rose a perfect eyebrow, "You're going to be late to the memorial. Get dressed."

Slightly panicking, Sakura ran to the living room to check the clock. "Fuck!" she cursed as she ran to her bathroom. It seemed that she was lying around in her bed far to long to notice that she was already five minutes late.

It sucked, I know. I don't know, I am just way tired. I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while. Stupid mouse, so annoying need to tell my dad to buy a new one. :)

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