Just The Girl by Click-Five

A/N: Standard disclaimer applies to all short stories in this story, just go look up the definition of fan-fiction. This one-shot has been rewritten.

Naruto Uzumaki had long since admitted that he was in love, oh yes, he was talking about love, with Sakura Haruno. Why did he like this girl? Who knew the answer to that question?

He had grown up with the girl, after all.

Sitting in class, Naruto watched Sakura raise her perfectly tan hand in response to Anko's question. Did Naruto know what the question was? Of course not, he was in a calculus class, for heaven's sake. He did, however, know the words Sakura answered with by heart. "A one-to-one function is a function in which each Y-value has a single X-value mapped to it." He also didn't know what the words meant, but they kept ringing in his head.

Sighing in defeat, Naruto folded his arms beneath his head. Yep, that girl in front of him was the one, despite every flaw she had. She was bittersweet, knocked him off his feet, and a complete mystery. Naruto had no hopes in understanding her. But, he kept coming back for more.

Naruto thought back to the previous day at lunch. He had come up to her and had managed to fall. Naruto wasn't a clumsy person, not by a long shot. Energetic, maybe, but he never lost his footing. That lunch was one he would have preferred to have erased from history. He had spent the rest of the day being called cruel names, all of which had started from one place.

Every time Naruto went anywhere near her, he was harassed by bitter comments and harsh remarks. Every joke stung to the bone. Naruto loved her.

Naruto remembered the day Ino had confessed a dark secret to Sakura, he had accidentally over heard because he was hiding in a bush. He wasn't there to learn the secret, only to watch. Within an hour, the secret had been all over school. Sakura had pleaded innocence, but she had a reputation for being the biggest gossip of the year. Sakura could run a gossip magazine all by herself.

She was also a girl that was never on the wrong end of a bully, not even in elementary school. Her attitude dispelled every mean-intending person. That was the reason they had become friends when they were little, she was Naruto's safe-guard. Or she had been, anyway, until middle-school.

Naruto would do anything for her.

He absent-mindedly pulled his cell-phone from his pocket, making sure Anko-sensei didn't see it. He had called Sakura several times in the past, usually on Friday or Saturday nights when she didn't have a date. Nope, she would be the one to shut him out, even if it meant having rumors of "No-date last Saturday" running around.

Naruto loved the most impossible girl in the world. As Sakura starred out the window for the seventh time that hour, Naruto made a quick regroup of his plan. She wanted to play the hard way. This would teach her to laugh at his dreams, especially when he dreamed of her laughter.

Naruto waited, glancing at the bell, as Sakura's verbal replies to Anko started ringing around in his head. She continued to mark things down on her note-book with her favorite pencil; it had the eraser chewed off.

The moment came soon enough in the form of the school-bell, dismissing people from class as Anko quickly called out assignments, threatening anybody who didn't turn in their work from yesterday. Naruto quickly stowed his books in his bag, keeping track of every movement he made. He had to time things just right. Sakura moved to the door, passing through just as Naruto did. She was unaware of the person she had jostled shoulders with.

In the confusion of everybody moving, Naruto did it. Carefully and quickly, Naruto maneuvered himself in a position to touch her lips with his own. It was quick, she probably hadn't noticed the feeling when the two met, but he was aware of it. The second he had gave Naruto the following feelings: she tasted like lightening, sending tingles down his entire as his nerves lit on fire. Thunder clapped, sending Naruto's ears ringing.

And then it was over and Naruto was nowhere near her, turning the corner faster than she could realize what had happened. Only a quick look back told Naruto that Sakura had felt the kiss. She was rooted to the spot, just outside the Calculus Classroom, her books sprawled before her on the ground, loose pages scattered. Her eyes were opened wide, shining emerald twinkling in confusion. The cherry-blossom girl raised her left, yes it was her left, hand to her lips in disbelief.

Sakura Haruno was just the girl Naruto Uzumaki wanted.

A/N: There you have it, all over! Redone!