Maybe It's Wrong

Written by: Jill

Chapter 2 – What's the chance of meeting you here?

Disclaimer: While I do own this story, I do NOT own Naruto.

Sakura Haruno

Waving away the last of the fanboys, Sakura let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Finally!" thought Sakura, "I can hear myself think!"

Listening to annoying boys recite worn out pick up lines is simply too much for a young girl to handle. It doesn't make it any better with your dad there trying to set you up with his co-worker's sons.

"Wow! Sakura! Look at these beautiful flowers Jiro brought you! Don't you think they're beautiful? And oh, look! Keitaro brought you some chocolates all the way from Sweden! Isn't that wonderful?" an overly enthusiastic Mr. Haruno asked.

"Yeah, dad…Sure…" said Sakura as she gritted her teeth.

It wasn't that she wasn't flattered by all of these guys proclaiming their love for her. Of course she was, what girl wouldn't? It was just that, well…she kind of had her mind set on someone else. Even if they were the total opposites now and she had no clue of how to talk to him. She couldn't imagine herself to be with anyone else but him. Even after all of these years, she still thought of Sasuke.

"Forget about him Sakura! You're much to good for him! There's so many other boys out there and they all like YOU. You should give them a chance," said Ten-Ten.

Sakura sat with her best friends in the cafeteria table beside the windows. It was their table. Only the most beautiful and the most popular sat there.

"They just don't understand," thought Sakura, "they don't know him like I once did."

She looked at Sasuke across the cafeteria tables longingly. "Someday, maybe someday, he'll be my friend again," said Sakura.

Sakura slammed the door behind her and dropped on the couch in the living room. She was exhausted. Just as soon as she was about to nod off to dreamworld, she felt her cell phone vibrating.

"Ugh! Stupid phone…I'm going to put you on silent…" said Sakura, exasperated that the phone was the reason for her still being awake.

She took the phone from out of her pocket and saw Ino's text. "Sakura! Meet us at Hemingway Gardens Mall in 30 minutes!"

Sakura smiled and went up to her room to get ready.

She saw her purse, sunglasses, and ponytail lying on top of her dresser. "Ahhhh…I'll be needing those," as she thought of her fanboys. She quickly grabbed them. With a quick swipe of some lipgloss, she was ready to go.

"Marie! Please tell my mom and dad that I'll be back home in time for dinner!"

"Yes, of course, dear. Take care!"

"Thanks!" replied Sakura, as she slipped on her sunglasses, tied her hair into a ponytail, and slipped out the door.

As she made her way out of the heavy metal gate, she noticed the cherry blossoms lying on the floor, where Naruto left them.

"Who left these here?" she asked to no one in particular.

"Hmmm…but the closest store that sells cherry blossoms is nearly an hour away! These must've been for someone really special…" thought Sakura.

She wondered about the flowers on her way over to the mall. She smiled to herself as she smelled the lovely aroma of the cherry blossoms.

Sakura waited in front of Hemingway Gardens Mall and sat on the side of the fountain. She took a look at her watch.

"Exactly twenty-two more minutes until they get here."

She looked around at the scenery. Hemingway Gardens Mall was very beautiful and only very wealthy people ever shopped there. There were beautiful park benches in front of her. The benches were surrounded by tall trees and colorful tulips, gardenias, and bleeding hearts. There were also many birds all around. Sakura was very much lost in thought when she heard a voice.

"Sakura," the deep voice said. It was so quiet and close to being a mere whisper.

She turned around and saw no one. She thought she was just imagining things. Then, she saw him. Was he the one that called out her name?

"Yes?" she asked a little unsure of what to say.

"Cherry blossoms," said Sasuke, nodding to the ones next to Sakura, which she had forgotten about, "are my favorite flowers."

Sakura picked out one of the flowers from the bouquet she had found earlier and gave it to Sasuke.

"They're mine too."

Sasuke twisted the flower around his fingers. To Sakura's surprise, he smiled.

"I haven't seen him smile this genuinely in a really long time," she thought.

"These flowers. They remind me of you. They always have."

Sakura was in shock. "Why?"

"Do you remember when we were kids and we used to play beneath the cherry blossom trees? I remember this one day in particular. You wanted to climb a tree. I told you it was a bad idea, but you didn't listen. So, I followed you. We both fell of the trees and you broke your wrist, while I sprained my ankle. We had gotten in so much trouble!"

The two of them began laughing hysterically.

"Yeah, I remember! You got spanked in the butt by your mom in front of our classmates! You were so embarrassed!"

"Oh yeah? I also happen to remember that you got dragged by your mom all the way to your car, by your ear! YOU were so embarrassed!"

Sakura, turned to look at Sasuke.

"I thought you forgot about all of this."

Sasuke shook his head.

"How could I forget? They were the best years of my life," said Sasuke, looking straight at Sakura.

"Speaking of cherry blossoms, would you like to go with me to Hokkaido? The cherry blossoms will be at they're peak in a few days," asked Sasuke.

Sakura's heart began to race.

"Sure," replied Sakura casually, "it'll just be like the old times."

"Well, I've got to go. See you later, Sakura."

"Bye Sasuke!" she said waving at him.

When Sasuke was nowhere to be seen, she began questioning herself. Did he just ask me out on a date? Of course, she couldn't answer this question herself. Good thing her friends came around, just on time.

"Hey Sakura!" they said in unison.

"Can we eat first and then go shopping?" asked Ino.

"Hey guys! Of course, Ino," said Sakura.

Hinata started laughing. "Ino, you are such a fatso! You had two hotdogs on our way over here!"

"A growing girl's got to eat!" was Ino's reply.

The five friends burst into laughter as they made their way to the mall.