Sakura sat next o her sister a little stunned. They had just come back from their shopping trip with Crazy-Sama and found Sasuke, his parents, and some strange, but pretty, chick sitting in the living room. The girl, much to Sakuras distaste, was sitting rather close to Sasuke. Her hair was also pink, dyed though. Sakura was an expert at pink hair. She could tell a dye job from a continent away. Her eyes were this odd brown. It looked like it was a mix of brown and blue! She had a killer body. Long legs and a toned tummy. Sakura was comparing herself to the girl. Sakura was thin, and only slightly muscular like most skaters. The other girl looked like a dancer. Sakura was wearing black skinny jeans and a "Death Note" tee-shirt with L on it. The other chick was wearing a pink and white tube top, jean mini skirt. Sakura looked down at her shoes. She was wearing black cicas with white dots. Sakura guessed the other girl was wearing Prada shoes, "Does Prada make shoes?" Sakura thought.

"Hey Sakura-Chan! Don't seem so surprised! Don't you remember me? I, you, and Sasuke-Kun used to play together!" The girl squealed smiling at her. "Hey Suzuko-Chan!" Suzuko looked at her sister and decide she didn't like this girl, because Sakura didn't like the girl.

"Please don't act like you know me well. I would prefer you use the proper respects when talking to me." Then Suzuko walked out of the room.

"That's funny. I don't remember you at all..." Sakura said. Looking completely pleasant but inside she was ready to tear the girl apart. She had a bad feeling about this girl. Natural instinct.

"Oh? My name is Fuu! My mom thought it would be a fun name!" Sakura was wondering why this chick was being so pleasant.

"Sasuke can I talk to you in private for a second?" Sasuke looked up at her for the fist time. She had dropped the suffix and caught his attention.

"Yeah. Any time Sakura-Chan." Sakura glared suspiciously at him and walked to the hall with him in tow.

"Why is she here? I remember her vividly. I recall not liking her with any fiber in my body!" Sakura whispered/screamed.

"I agree. But her father is here on her business and he is having her stay with us. So she doesn't get into trouble." He said. Sounding board and angry at the same time. "I have a favor to ask."

"What is it?" She asked distracted by a gardener.

"Fuu thinks we're dating. Just pretend to be my girlfriend." He asked like it was no big deal. Sakura turned her eyes to him and glared. She was about to say no. But thought it was her bet protection against the other girl.

"Alright. But no funny stuff. Got it?" She asked sternly. Sasuke was smiling and laughed a little.

"Alright Sakura I can keep my snake caged." He chuckled at her shocked expression and walked back to the living room.

"So how long have you to been dating?" Fuu asked. She picked up her glass and sipped her coke slowly. Guess she thought it was sexy. Sakura thought she looked like she couldn't take normal gulp.

"Two years." Sasuke and Sakura said at the same time. They both tried hard to keep a straight face. Because that was one damn lucky accident.

"Really?" She asked with obvious doubt.

"You don't believe us?" Sakura asked.

"Kiss?"

"I beg your pardon?" Sakura asked a little skeptical. Sasuke rolled his eyes and grabbed her face. He kissed her long and slow. Sakura adapted quick. When Sasuke got up and walked out of the room. Sakura thought he was going a little slow and a little funny.

"Well, I think we should go wash up for dinner!" Fuu exclaimed and jumped up. Sakura nodded and walked of to her and Suzuko bathroom. On her way back she looked in on Sasuke. Who happened to leave the door open a crack, odd. She clapped a hand over her mouth to stop them from hearing her.

No one seemed to notice how silent Sakura was at dinner that night. Sakura kept her eyes on her plate the whole night. Fuu had a smug smile she kept flashing at Sakura, but she didn't see it. She was busy with her thoughts. Sakura had seen the whole thing. Why it hurt so badly, she couldn't figure out. She wasn't really his girlfriend. She shouldn't feel attached or feel anything really. She should be laughing her head off. But it felt like she had been dating him since childhood. She kinda had. He was always taking care of her heart and feelings, and she had been taking care of those rare cuts he got.

Sakura excused herself early from dinner. She went to pack up her old clothes and put he new ones away. She had stayed true to her style. She got same pair of pants five times. Black skinny jeans. Then she bought three "element", two "Baker", four "Almost" and a "Girl" shirt. She also picked up some band shirts she had ordered. Rise against, Paramore, the Medic Droid, and Hawthorne Heights. And some vans. She sat looking in her closet think how spoiled she was. She looked around her room. Purple and black checkered carpet, black walls with green ceiling. Her very large sky light. Her purple door. Her desk was to the left of her bed. Its large metal frame took up most of the wall. She noticed she had a lot of friends online; her laptop was open and waiting to chat! But she sat down and started to study for her exams.

After and hour or so someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." She didn't ask who it was or what they wanted.

"Sakura we need to talk" Sakura wanted to groan. Last person on earth, and it would always be him.

"Speak. I need to study." She said without looking up.

"I need to explain it."

"Sasuke I saw it! You had sex with her before dinner!" Sakura blew up at him. Sasuke cringed at how blunt she was being.

"Sakura you don't understand." He said calmly.

"Sasuke, I went to sex Ed." She said with her hands on her hips.

"Can I explain please?" Sakura sighed and turned back to her books. He sighed and started to explain.

"She came in and kissed me. I let her. We stared to make out. Then she reached down and I stopped her. That's when you walked in-"

"Not what it looked like." Sakura butted in.

"Let me finish dammit. I stopped her. She said she'd make me happy, I told her I didn't need her or want her to. Then you walked in and when you left she said now that you were out of the picture she was all mine. I pushed her away told her she was a slut and said I hated easy chicks. Then I told her to get the fuck out." He said.

"I wondered why you guys weren't late to dinner. I just thought you were premature." She giggled when Sasuke scowled. "So all you did was kiss her?" She asked.

"Yeah. She tasted horrible." Sakura laughed when he made a gagging gesture with his hands. He got up to leave and turned to her when he reached the door.

"Need a favor." Sakura groaned out loud this time.

"What's with you and favors! They never end well for us!" She shouted.

"I need you to help me tutor Fuu. Her Dad wants her to learn a second langue and I figure two people may b able to get a few words into her head. And you can keep me from killing her." He said. Grimacing the whole time.

"She can't speak…" Sakura asked slowly.

"Nope. She can't speak that." He said smiling

"Man, she is dense." She responded.

"Yup. Tomorrows the fist lesson." Then he walked out.

Sakura sat in the fat, over stuffed, gushy chair in the front room. She was catty corner to Fuu. The both had notebooks in their laps and Fuu was taping her pencil impatiently.

"So unusual. Sasuke-Kun doesn't normally take so long."

"How would you know?" Sakura asked annoyed.

"Can we talk? About last night. I know it pus us in an odd position." Sakura scowled at the ceiling and slowly came to an answer. Trying to decided to either say the truth or make an extreme lie.

"Nope. I and Sasuke-Kun already did. We're over it." She said. Still looking a the ceiling.

"Hm. Do you love him?" Fuu asked. With out thinking Sakura answered.

"Yes." In a way she did. He had been her best friend since birth practically! Then Yumi walked in.

"Ah!" They both screamed for five minutes. Fuu and Yumi ran to each other, funny sight in heels, and hugged. Sakura thought her ears were going to bleed.

"Omg! What are you doing here?" Yumi screeched.

"Ydk? Mt daddy wants Sasuke-Kun to teach me Japanese!" Sakura nearly fell out of her chair when Yumi said EW. Yumi's first langue was Japanese!

"I'd rather learn American!" Yumi shouted. "They have great shopping!" Sakura rolled her eyes and text messaged Sasuke. Using plenty of "-" when saying please.

"We should go shopping sometime. But I have to study now." Yumi smiled at Fuu and let the room. "Sasuke-Kun just texted me! He says he'll be here soon." Fuu announced to the house. Sakura held up the phone in her hand. Fuu sat down and noticed it was Sasukes.

"I texted you. You have this phones number, along with all of Sasukes fan girls. Me and out friends have his other number." She said. Sasuke came running the room then.

"Lesson canceled. Come one Sakura we have to go. Shikamarus in trouble. He's tried to get in to see Ino. They wouldn't let him, now I think he's off somewhere getting drunk. He may get hurt. WE got to find him." Sakura catapulted herself out of the chair to the door.

"Let's go." Sasuke stopped for a second.

"What happened to your hair?" He asked slowly. He was referring to the cut. Her hair was not shoulder length. He didn't notice because she had it in ping tails at the base of her neck.

"I got it cut this morning. Let's go!" She pushed him out the door to her car. "Mines faster then the show room car of yours." She smiled when he mumbled something about airbags.