title: airborne
author: reviee
rating: T
prompt: #14: green
summary: SasuSaku. AU. In which Sakura keeps throwing things at Karin but ends up hitting Sasuke.
a/n: Because I really miss Lexie and I loved where she threw a baseball at Julia.

She cringed.

Sasuke and Karin were lab partners. They sat a few rows in front of her and it was unbearable. Sakura gripped her pencil tightly.

"Yo, Sakura!"

She turned back to her partner, blinking. Suigetsu grinned at her and waved the Erlenmeyer flask in front of her face. She blinked and realized they still hadn't completed their experiment. Sighing, she watched as Suigetsu poured the clear liquid into the graduated cylinder. Slowly, she looked back up again to see Karin pressing herself up against Sasuke so she could see better.

"Sakura…?"

She gave Suigetsu a sugary smile. "Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

He followed her gaze to the two people in front. "You're jealous, aren't you?" he cackled.

"Aren't you?" Sakura accused, frowning. "Everybody in the school knows you guys have been making out everyday behind the bleachers."

Suigetsu shrugged. "Doesn't bother me,"

She rolled her eyes and started writing her lab report. When she heard someone giggle, she nearly growled in frustration. Without thinking, she lifted her hand up in the air and whipped the pencil at Karin's head. Instead, it hit Sasuke's neck.

Sakura gasped and ducked, burying her face in her arms. Sasuke turned around and glared at Naruto, who was sitting in the table beside Sakura. Naruto didn't notice because he was too busy arguing with Ino.

"Nice," Suigetsu remarked.

She slapped him on the arm. "Shut up!"

Another five minutes passed and Sakura was nearly finished with her lab report when she looked up and saw Karin touching Sasuke's hair. It's not like he was her boyfriend or anything. She had no reason to be jealous. She hesitantly turned back to writing her paper. Jealousy erupted inside her and before she knew what she was doing, she picked up her sharpener and whipped it at Karin. It opened and sharpener shavings spilled onto Sasuke's lap. He bent down and picked up the sharpener before shooting a glance towards Sakura.

"Sakura," Suigetsu called. "You need to stop throwing things."

"But she's so annoying." Sakura whined, hiding in her arms once again.

"Yeah," Sakura glared at him for agreeing because hello, wasn't he supposed to be defending her? They were in some kind of relationship, right? "But your aim is terrible. You keep hitting Sasuke."

"Well maybe he'll take it as a sign… you know, to get away from her."

"Everyone knows Sasuke doesn't like Karin," Suigetsu leaned over to take the test tube from the rack, "so you don't have to worry about anything."

"Look at her though! She's just… ugh, who does she think she is?"

They watched the fizzing of the chemical reaction. "Can I throw something too?" Suigetsu grinned mischievously at her, sharp teeth showing.

"You're going to throw something at your girlfriend?"

He shrugged. He crumpled a piece of paper and pulling his arm back, aimed it right at Sasuke. He made sure that Kakashi-sensei was not looking before throwing it at him. Sakura's jaw dropped. She quickly slapped a hand over her mouth to keep from bursting out laughing.

"You were going to hit Sasuke-kun all along!"

Taking the paper towel, Suigetsu started wiping down the counter. "Yeah," he rinsed the test tube, making sure to get every drop of chemical out. "She's not my girlfriend, by the way."

"Right," she smiled at him then started comparing her analysis questions to his.

The bell rang and Sakura shot up from her seat. She was re-applying her lip gloss when she saw Sasuke appear in the mirror. She twisted the tube shut before starting to gather her books for her art class. When she looked up again, Sasuke was still in the mirror. He was staring at her without any emotion on his face. She contemplated asking him what was wrong, but then decided that maybe if she ignored him he would go away.

"Sakura," he called.

She froze. Dammit, it didn't work. He was here to talk to her and it didn't seem like he was going to leave without doing just that. When she calmly turned around, he was holding his books with one arm while the other hand was stuffed in his pocket.

"So," she started, "you must have a reason for being here. Your locker's kind of far from mine."

He shrugged. "You must have a reason for throwing things at me during chemistry."

Sakura kept her cool. "I was supposed to hit Karin,"

"It was an accident that you hit me three times?" He raised an eyebrow. The warning bell rang, signaling three minutes to get to class, but he continued to stand in front of her.

"Yeah," she replied quickly then amended, "The last one was Suigetsu."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "Sakura, Suigetsu has great aim. And isn't he in love with Karin?"

"Okay," she took a glance at her wrist watch. "I have to go; seriously, my art teacher's not that nice about lates."

She started to push past him when he grabbed her wrist gently. She reeled back and gasped, "What? Sasuke-kun, I'm seriously going to be late."

The pinkette was freaking out now. She had a minute to get to class. She was bouncing on her feet, waiting for Sasuke to loosen his grip so she could bolt. She was looking back and forth between Sasuke and the hallway that led to her class. She could see a few students running to their classes.

"Sakura, why were you throwing things at me?"

She looked at his hand clamped on her wrist and then to his face. He was expecting an answer. "Because I didn't like the way Karin was so close to you! She was touching your hair and sticking to you and it just made me mad because she is so annoying and I hate her 'cause who the hell does she think she is? Ugh, she's so dumb—"

He kissed her.

When they pulled away, the last bell had rung. The panic had subsided but as she came down from her high, she started panicking again.

"Sasuke, that was really great and all but I'm late. Oh my god, I'm late. What if I get detention? Oh god," His hand was still around her wrist and if it wasn't, then she would've ran.

"Calm down," he stated, placing a hand on her waist to calm her and pulling her to him.

"What are you doing?" she asked with her mouth against his shoulder.

"Calming you down," he replied smoothly. "You have art?"

"Yeah," her words were being muffled by his shirt. He was holding on really tight, she thought, it's kind of nice.

"Come on,"

"Where?"

"You like coffee, right?"

a/n: MEH. Aw, I didn't really like that. I'm trying to clean out all these drafts and finish them. So yeah, I finished this one. I liked this idea though.