A/N: Dear Sasuke: for fucks sake you don't end up with Neji. To the rest of you, come on, there are other people reading this than just my boyfriend. How bout the rest of you REVIEW me. Damn, just do it. There is no reason not to.

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When I was a freshman, I got my first boyfriend. Because I we were both first timers, neither of us were ever brave enough to actually ask the other out. We went to a movie together, and surreptitiously (big word points for me) made moves on each other. By the end of the movie, we were making out.

Needless to say, that relationship didn't last (The little fucker cheated on me with a girl. What the fuck?).

The second guy I dated I met online. True, I asked him out, but it was online. It was barely personal, I hadn't even seen his face. Like many online romances that too failed.

Why am I telling you this? Because the next boy was Sasuke. That meant that I had never personally face-to-face asked a boy out. I had never had to see the face of the boy as I asked him if he would go out with me. Normally that wouldn't be a problem, because I'm pretty good at reading faces. As far as I know, faces never lie.

Sasuke doesn't make faces. Sasuke makes a brooding face. Brooding faces do not speak stories, no matter how good you are at reading people. When a person's happy, sad, angry, depressed, silly, and pleased faces are all the exact same thing, there is no way to tell exactly what he is thinking.

So, as I pulled Sasuke aside after school, searched out an isolated spot, and prepared myself, Sasuke brooded. I'm too proud to tell you exactly what was going on inside my head, but it took me a lot longer than I thought it would to say those words.

"Hey… uh, so I was wondering if, uh, go out?" It was not as cool as I had hoped it would be. Sasuke's face didn't change. "Like on a date..?" Had to make sure the point got across here.

Turns out, Uchiha Sasuke does have more than one face. Because after I finished that sentence, I got to see what few have ever seen. A grimace. The rarity of this event was eclipsed by the fact that my request for a date with a boy I had recently gained a large crush on was met with a grimace.

A grimace is not usually a good sign in this certain situation. In fact, a grimace is pretty much the last thing you want to see. A grimace says: "of all the people in the world to ask me out, why does it have to be this idiot." A grimace tells you that not only are you going to be refused, but you have also ruined the friendship.

Apparently this grimace was lying, as it slowly turned into an almost smile.

"Yeah. I'd love to."