I guess you can say Senior year kind of tied things up.
All of those years of waiting and anticipating seeing Sasuke at recess or in the hallways, of making him want to be my friend, and in turn receiving something so much more, really, honestly and truthfully, fucked me up. I was always focusing on that much more than anything else I should have been thinking about, like school, studying, other friends, and sometimes my family. I was a little thrown off at times, but it would always pick itself back up and resume normal speed. It kind of helped, though, keeping me on track in some things, but throwing me off somewhere else I hadn't expected.
I did have to admit, though, that Sasuke made my school years a lot better than they would have been without him there. I can't say that he was there for me, but he was, in fact. When I was a hungry little kid, he was there with food, even when I hadn't asked for it. When I had my ass handed to me that one time, he was there to help, even when I hadn't asked for him. When I probably would have otherwise missed that damn pitch, he was an inadvertent motivation to hit the ball out of the field. And… well, I guess you can look at this positively or negatively, but… Where I would have never thought about a guy this way, he kind of made it like that. Where I never would have wanted to kiss someone so bad that it almost hurt, to be near them to bad that I was constantly thinking about them, to be with someone so bad that I couldn't function properly without them… he was there.
Had it been anyone else, I honestly think that I might have cringed away from it. I might have even thought it disgusting. But for some reason, Sasuke made it so much better than it would have been any other way.
Senior year sure was a hell of a kick. It probably topped all of the other years by far. And I'm not even talking about all of the insane things we'd done, like snuck off to the school roof in the middle of class, had sex for the first time—in his older brother's bed of all places, made out in the janitor's closet, and in a closet at one of Sakura's parties, and god, so many other things…
Nope. I'm talking about when he told everyone.
It was one of those horrendous days where I'd forgotten my lunch money and sat starving at the lunch table with nothing to eat. Sakura still wouldn't share any of her lunch with me. She even teased me with her food now. Kiba was busy buying Hinata lunch, saying that it's what boyfriends do, right? Shikamaru practically growled at me when I tried to touch his food, at which point I moved seats because it was something I more expected out of Kiba than from him. Neji told me that if I touched his food, I would lose all feeling in my hands. I wouldn't dare ask Ino for food, because I valued my life.
So, I was left with a rumbling stomach that only a hefty supply of lunch could satisfy.
My eyes widened in delight when a plate of suddenly-delicious-looking school food was set down in front of me. I instantly shoved the pizza in my mouth and took a bite that tore off half of the slice. I munched on it happily, so glad that someone had cared enough to buy me a lunch. I glanced around, but I doubted anyone that I'd asked before had done the kind deed. Sasuke sat down then next to me with a plate of his own food. He gave me a tiny smile and bit into his pizza.
"You bought this?" I asked him. He simply nodded.
When I asked why, he replied with a, "It's what boyfriends do, right?"
It took everyone by surprise, and you can tell they were stunned silent by the way they paused halfway into their lunches. I honestly expected them to either make this entirely huge deal out of it or to shrug it off completely, but it was kind of a mixture of the two.
Hinata gave a small smile and Kiba a huge one, his a mix of entertainment and friendliness. Shikamaru shrugged and just said, "It was bound to happen sometime." Neji's weird self just said, "Good job, you two." Lee gave an insane whoop and holler and high-fived the two of us. I scooted further away from him. Ino was shocked at first, but then she smiled a little, and it grew when she realized that she could find humor in it.
Sakura's reaction was the oddest of all. First, her eyes widened, almost as if in horror, and she looked as if she was on the brim of tears. I was about to attempt to comfort her, or at least hint for Ino to try something, but then she bursted out into hysterical fits of laughter. "You two are perfect for each other!" she said to us. She slapped me on the shoulder and smiled to me. "I always knew you'd get a boyfriend before I did." I gave her my best and worst confused look ever, and she turned to Ino. "Someone owes me a mani-pedi!" she yelled to her. Ino rolled her eyes at her.
I looked over to Sasuke, and he was just casually finishing his lunch. He took his and my finished plates and tossed them both in the trash, a courteous act I would never imagine out of him. He walked back over, but before taking his seat next to me, he leaned over, tilted my face up, and kissed me right on the lips. In front of everyone.
"Get a rooooom!" Kiba shouted, throwing a napkin at me.
Everyone else joined in a chorus of joking complaints, so we stopped and he sat next to me—but not after making a scene of making out with me in front of the whole group. He clasped his hand onto mine under the table and held it close to him, never letting go all throughout the short lunch period.
Somehow, I felt it was kind of… always meant to be that way.