Hey there! Me here … well here's another chapter! WOOO! Alright, once again. Thanks to BROOKLYN-KING00 for the idea!
PLEASE COULD WE REACH 20 REVIEWS FOR THIS CHAPPIE!
THAT WOULD BE AWESOME, AND NOT TO MENTION UP-DATES!
Key
Thought
Real life
Its not rocket science to work out that I don't own Naruto.
-Teacher Affair-
Confused. Sasuke was completely and utterly that one work.
That 1 little action had messed up his judgment of right and wrong, fate and destiny … feelings and emotions.
All of it was a total mess as it ran around his mind. The only thing he could feel was his teachers lips on his cheek. The only scent he could smell was hers. The only sight he could see was her face nearing his.
This scrambled through his head for hours on end, and he hated every moment of it. It was making his physically dizzy thinking constantly.
Not a second passed without one of his senses being in question.
It had been the same all of last night too, no sleep was not doing the best of things to him.
He was now currently leaning against his locker for support, as he tried to stop his world from falling over. He felt a large hand on his back; he turned around to be meted with the face of coach Kakashi.
"Are you alright Sasuke?"
"Yeah, just feeling a little sick" AND REALLY FUCKED UP!
"Maybe you shouldn't play hm?" said the white haired man placing a hand on Sasuke's forehead.
"You don't seem hot. But you're not in any condition to play, come on. I'll take you to the office"
Sasuke was going to protest, but when he felt someone pushing him along, and his feet were moving. He felt way too dizzy to even know his own name.
Right, right, right, wrong, right, wrong, right … *sigh*
The scratch of the pen against the paper as Sakura drew crosses or ticks as she marked her classes work. She had just finished Hinata's as she picked up the next paper out of the pile.
Karin's. There was something about the girl Sakura loathed and detested. That hatred increased as she laid eyes on her paper. On every fibre of it was 'I LUV Sasuke-kun' and 'Karin 4 Sasuke'. Of course not forgetting 'Karin Uchiha'.
FOR FUCK SAKE! THIS GIRL IS TRYING MY PATIENCE!
INNER: Why …?
That was a good question that Sakura could definitely not answer. Well either that or she could, but she just didn't want to risk answering it.
Quickly marking it she shoved it down on the marked pile and proceeded with the next paper
It was Sasuke's. Right, right, right, right, right, right, wrong. One question away from getting 100% and he messes up!
It was tempting for Sakura to change the answer and cheat for him, but with all the other staff in the staff room, it would be impossible for them to not realize.
Yeah, I'd probably get Sasuke in trouble …
INNER: SASUKE? Hello? What about us!
Well … umm … you see …she mentally stuttered.
"Well, we've lost this game …" sighed Kakashi
"Oh dear! Whys that then?" asked some other randomer
"Uchiha's sick. He was acting all dizzy, like his mind was some place far off"
Some place far off … Is he upset with me? I did embarrass him, and I kissed him, he probably didn't like that very much …
INNER: Well, we both know very well that things like this happen …
But this isn't about us. This is about Sasuke …
Sakura surprised everyone as she jumped up off the sofa she was sitting on, and made a mad dash to her car.
Sakura was speeding down the streets as she tried her hardest to get to Sasuke's house in record time.
She was now approaching Sharingan Avenue. She stared at all the young boys sitting on the street corner smoking God-knows-what. There weren't many gangs around. You could tell they were all in same one, by the red circle, with three black smaller ones placed around it, that was printed on all their backs.
When she got to number 6, he heart skipped a beat.
Out-side Sasuke's house were the biggest men of the gang, she stared at them, and they stared back.
Sasuke or the gang? Sasuke or the gang? She repeated
INNER: Go with Sasuke for goodness sake! You're giving me a headache …
With a deep breathe, Sakura got out of the car, and stared at Sasuke's dump of a house.
The bottom half of it was brick, some pieces of it chipped away, but it still stood sturdy. The top half was painted a dull and ugly grey, like someone had simply picked up the closest colour of paint in the shop. The door was a cheap white plastic with the number 6 drawn on it, in what seemed to be a marker pen. The windows matched the door, cheap, tacky, and just inviting in thieves.
She walked down the small neglected pathway. The lawn was just a jungle with thorns, black berries and thistles growing in a harmful mess.
When she reached the door, she gave two taps and waited a bit. Not a single movement in the house.
But there was movement coming from behind her. She turned her head slightly to get a quick peak at the gang. They were slowly advancing on her.
She tapped again, and still no reply. This time she banged on the door. When she had done this, the gang moved faster toward her.
She was now terrified, so she shut her eyes as she kept tapping with out a break. When she could almost feel their stares on her back she let out a small 'eep'.
Please Sasuke, open up … please …
Ooooohhhhh…. A cliffy!
As I said before:
WE WANT TO MAKE IT UP TO 20 REVIEWS PLEASE, SO THAT'S ONLY ANOTHER 7! Come on! YOU CAN DO IT!
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