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****Important: CrazyReader004 posted the 20th review so as I had promised I wrote the one-shot they asked for. Since they requested a oneshot related to this story, I want you all to know so that you can read it if you want. It centers around Sakura and how she reacted to Sasuke and Naruto on the night of the party and the morning after so please check it out and let me know what you think! It's called A Fussy Hussy's Friday Night.

Chapter 6: R.(ealizations) A. (nd) V.(ery) E. (xcruciating) S. (obriety)

Ignoring Sasuke is going great. He hasn't tried talking to me (though I was afraid he would after the car thing yesterday morning) and I haven't even looked his way. Its last period on Friday and I can't wait for the rave! It's going to be a blast! I really need to let lose all this stress that Sasuke has been causing me. Has it really only been a week since the teme had kissed me at the party? Whatever…Oh wait I'm ignoring his existence!...definitely not thinking about him..

Ah get out of my head stupid Teme!

Anywho…

YAY RAVE! It's going to be such a blast! I only wish Shika was going…I'll miss him. He's says the weirdest shit when he's drunk. And he always gets drunk at raves, oh well. On a good note, at least I don't have to be alone at detention today. Temari will be joining me because she punched Ino. All of this just goes to support something that occurred to me earlier today: Only epically awesome people get detention.

Tsunade had blown a gasket when she found out I was involved, yet again , in the latest fight. Temari had detention today and tomorrow. Luckily Tsunade Baa-chan likes her or I'm sure she would have been suspended. As it is, Mrs. Akasuna got a call home about how her children had violent tendencies. Pssh. Baa-chan says violent tendencies, I say awesomely bad-ass actions. And clearly, I'm right.

"NARUTO!" I jumped and blinked rapidly at the annoyed Kakashi in front of my face, waving his hand back and forth.

"Shit! What?!" I exclaimed, heart beating furiously. I looked around, realizing I had been daydreaming. Kakashi sighed and the rest of the class snickered, causing me to blush and want to hide in a corner.

"Pay attention, please." He scolded me before walking back to the front of the class, leaving me embarrassed and wondering how long he had been trying to get my attention.

"Ahem. Now as I was saying we will be doing a peer editing assignment for the rough draft that was due today." Kakashi stated once he was at the front of the room again. Eh? There was a rough draft due? Shit…I sunk lower in my seat, kind of wanting to bolt for the door.

"I will assign your partners. Once I'm done announcing the pairings please go sit with your partner and begin." Oh fuck. I didn't even do the assignment. I looked around the room. As long as I wasn't with Psycho Bitch or the teme it would be fine. Damn, but then again I have the worst luck. I sunk even farther down in my chair, not caring that I probably looked really awkward and like I had no neck.

"Kate and Gina, Julia and Mike, Lea and Choji, Peter and Brett, Sakura and James, blah blah.." I totally zoned out. Kakashi just had one of those voice that was really soothing and totally aided my short attention span in prompting me to space out.

"and Sasuke and Naruto." What?! Not happening! (totally not an overreaction)

"Hell no!" I shouted as I stood up and slammed my fist against the desk. Pushing aside the fact that I was ignoring Sasuke's entire existence for the moment I looked pleadingly at Kakashi. "Broaden your horizons and make new friends." He said blandly before producing a book out of fricken nowhere and reading. That stupid pervert!

As all the other kids went towards their partners, I stomped toward the front of the class. "I want a new partner."

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"Seriously?! Put down your porn and pay attention!" I snapped. Finally one eye looked up at me lazily.

"Why do I have to be with him?" I definitely didn't whine…it just somewhat resembled said tone.

"Because he has the best grade in this class and you have the worst so they balance each other out." Whoa, ouch.

"Well I didn't do the assignment so-" I stopped midway when Kakashi sent me a threatening look. My head sagged in defeat and I shuffled back to my seat. Well, I was about to before I saw someone was already there. I glanced around the room to see Sasuke, with an empty seat next to him, reading a book. Stupid teme, reading his book like a good little straight-A student. I know Shika likes reading and is a straight A student but seeing Sasuke read just irked me. In fact his very presence just irked me. My eyes narrowed at him as I drew closer and finally plopped down in the empty desk next to his. He didn't so much as glance at me or do anything to indicate he noticed me sit down next to him. I turned my head in the other direction. Whatever, I'm ignoring his existence anyway. After a few minutes I heard some noise from his direction and peeked over to see him pulling out a typed essay, no doubt his rough draft. He turned toward me and tossed his paper on the desk in front of me. I faced straight forward, briefly glancing at his paper, before looking back at the chalkboard. I could just feel him grow more and more annoyed as I did absolutely nothing, not look at his paper, not give him my own (which I didn't have in the first place since I didn't do it), not even acknowledge him.

"Where's your paper?" An obviously annoyed voice asked. Though Sasuke's tone was icy and annoyed, it sounded as smooth and nice as ever. God, why the hell am I thinking about how nice his voice sounds? I think I have a few screws lose.

"I'm talking to you, dobe." He snapped after a couple of moments of silence on my part. I bit back the angry statement at the degrading nickname.

"Hn. Are you ignoring me?" He sounded kind of angry. He's really scary when he gets angry, at least from what I've seen. And hot, it's kind of hot when he's angry….Gah! Shut up Naruto you baka!

…Now I'm referring to myself in third person and having a mental argument with myself. That bastard totally screwed me up. I groaned and rested my forehead in my palm.

"Che. You are such a child." So what does that make you a pedophile, I wanted to snap back. Alas I couldn't though. I sat up straight again, my hands fisting at my side in an effort to control myself.

"Well, at least I don't have to listen to your voice anymore. I think I lost brain cells every time you opened your mouth, dobe." Sasuke's previously annoyed voice now sounded as conceited and smug as ever. Why the fuck must he always insult me?! I want to kill that bastard.

"Okay class now pass up the edited rough drafts and discuss the changes with your partners." Kakashi instructed the class.

"Why did I have to get paired with you?" Sasuke said disdainfully. That's it. I moved, no longer imitating a statue, and grabbed a pen from my pocket.

'Fucking sucks. Dull and boring, but this is attributed to the author. Is just plain awful.' I scribbled on the paper I hadn't even read before passing it up. Since the ignoring him thing is hurting me more than him, I'm no longer using it. No way am I going to let him insult me.

"Okay teme," I growled turning towards the raven, "I don't really think I need to explain what I wrote on there to you, but because of your inflated ego the meaning might not have sunk in." Sasuke scowled and turned fully toward me. "It was awful and sucked period. The end. I didn't even have to read it since you're such a bastard I know it would be all awful and bastardy. And I was trying to ignore your existence you prick! Now you ruined it." Sasuke looked like he was torn between amusement and annoyance before that smug smirk appeared again. The sight of it made me want to smack him and melt at the same time.

A loud ringing signaled the class was over. I glanced at Sasuke who was making no move to get up, but was still looking at me with a smirk. Was he expecting me to do something? I glanced around nervously. The class was almost empty now with the last of the kids filing out. Kakashi-sensei was nowhere in sight. When the heck did he leave? I bet he left before class even ended…he would do that.

"If it makes you feel better, I was trying to ignore you too." Sasuke purred, suddenly a lot closer then he was before. I squirmed in my seat, overly conscious of the distance between us, or lack thereof. Why was he even telling me this? And..

"Why were you ignoring me?" The words came out a lot more accusatory than I meant them to. Sasuke's eyes narrowed and I braced myself for an incoming insult, but instead he just leaned back a little and replied, "You pissed me off, dobe". Whaaaaaaaat?

"H-how?" I stumbled over my words. What had I done that had pissed him off so much? Even after I had punched him and messed with his locker he still hounded me, but I hadn't done anything since the locker thing and Sasuke got me back for that. I absent mindedly rubbed my stomach where he had kicked me.

"Hn."

"Care to elaborate on that." Sarcasm dripped from my words and he shot me an irritated look.

"Oi, Naruto what are-?" I turned around at the sound of Kiba's voice to see him and Gaara in the back of the room. Kiba looked surprised and Gaara…he just looked pissed. The redhead started coming closer and Kiba, once getting over his surprise, scrambled and caught up with him.

"Uchiha." He stated coldly, looking at Sasuke with a neutral expression which radiated murderous intent. I could tell because I'm a Gaara expert. "Let's go Naruto." He turned to me, and I glanced at Sasuke who was glaring at Gaara, looking very much like he wanted to hurt Gaara. Damn, I attract violent people….

"Yeah. Sorry if I made you guys wait." I said awkwardly as I stood from my seat, casting an uncertain glance at Sasuke.

As I walked away with Kiba and Gaara, I felt very much like a child getting escorted away from a bad influence by his overprotective parents, namely parent (coughGaaracough). Sasuke's gaze on me sent prickly sensations down my spine until I was no longer in his view. Half way down the hall I stopped a realization hitting me like a ton of bricks.

"Oh shit." I muttered. I liked Sasuke Uchiha. This isn't just an attraction, I actually liked him. Does that make me some sort of insane person with masochistic tendencies since he had basically forced himself on me, bullied me, and other not so great stuff? Shit, shit, shit! I can't like him!

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I wanted nothing more to drink until I puked. Why? Well let's just pull out the long list, shall we. Ahem: 1. I liked Sasuke Uchiha (I know right? What the fuck? Did I catch fangirlitis?) 2. Gaara (the overprotective brotherly figure that he is) told me that the teme was bad for me and to stay away from him (well geez Gaara I thought since Sasuke was such I kindred soul he was a good influence!-that was sarcasm) 3. I have detention every bloody day after school 4. I'm failing English class 5. I wanted nothing more than to knock Psycho Bitch's teeth out for calling me a whore the other day but I can't since she's a girl and 6. I like the FUCKING TEME!

I don't think anyone understands how much this bothers me. I mean come on I just had to be so weak willed that I fell for the guy along with the other billion people in the world. It was probably just a passing fancy too! You know what I blame him. If he would have just kept his toying around solely to his group of fangirls (aka the entire female population at our school) then I wouldn't have these weird feelings for him.

Oh god I don't even want to think about him right now. I'm just giving myself a headache. I want nothing more than to get so drunk I can't stand but I can't! I shot Gaara a withering glare, but he was off somewhere so he couldn't appreciate it. Apparently I'm 'not in the right mindset to drink'. Come on what does that even me? Since when do people need the right mindset to drink? I had asked Gaara this very question and he had explained that using alcohol as an escape leads to problems and dependency and mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah. Yeah, I basically tuned out everything else he said.

So I am at the bar area, sipping a Sprite, at a rave, while everyone else here is so fucked up on shit that they'd probably fail every substance test given to them if the cops came. It's not like I wanted to do drugs or anything I just wanted a little bit of a buzz from alcohol and Gaara was being so stingy. Trust me after the last time I did drugs at a rave, I won't do them again in the near future.

Tidbit of what happened:

Officer-"How high are you?"

Me-"No officer, it's hi, how are you"

Then I burst into giggles and was promptly shoved into the cop car. Iruka was oh so happy with me that night. He made me swear never do that shit again. And I plan on keeping that promise.

But of course, Gaara and Kiba and Temari could drink just not me. Raves are fun but seriously this was turning out to be a totally bummer.

"Get me something alcoholic, anything!" I whined to the bartender as he passed by. He shot me a cruel look that told me he was very much enjoying my pain. Well even if he wasn't an asshole he couldn't give me anything anyways because if he so much as gave me one drop of alcohol Gaara would beat the shit out of him. Temari, the fiend that she is, and Gaara had personally threatened the guy. Now I sat here alone at the bar, wallowing in self-pity, as Kiba, Temari and Gaara were dancing to the awesome music thrumming through the building.

"Gah, this is so unfair." I really wanted to get up and dance but I didn't want to stop pouting just yet. A good pout is very necessary sometimes. Oh yeah and did I forget to mention that the son of a bitch that was the bartender thought my predicament was funny so he had given me a fucking kiddy cup to drink my sprite out of. Why the hell did this place even have kiddy cups? I eyed the frolicking bunny rabbits painted on the cup with abhorrence.

A hand caressed the back of my neck, suddenly, causing me to jump and whirl around in my seat. My face met the sight of a navy blue shirt covered chest.

"Dobe," a familiar voice purred sensuously in my ear, "we were interrupt-" the voice cut off.

"…what? What the hell are you drinking?"

The next chapter will be what happens at the rest of the rave. I forget where I found the high cop saying thing but I didn't come up with it. Please review and let me know what you think. Also check out the related oneshot I wrote for CrazyReader004. I will write another oneshot for the person who gives the 35th review if they want one. REVIEW please!