Sasuke Uchiha sighed heavily as his stomach growled loudly. He was getting hungrier by the second, and he had to wait for another 20 minutes to eat. At least he would be eating, though.

"I haven't eaten since yesterday...and that was the most putrid thing I ever tasted." He thought, reminding himself of how bad a cook he was. He got up from his bed and walked over to the dresser. He had just taken a shower, and was resting for a bit before he got dressed. He needed some warm clothes. It was colder than ever tonight.

He looked through the white wooden dresser for quite some time, finding a pair of black slacks instead of his usual white shorts. He couldn't seem to find any long-sleeve shirts or sweaters, they were all T-shirts.

"Damn!" He cursed out loud. Obviously, being a human being, he didn't want to freeze to death. But he didn't have any sweaters. What could he do?

As he was thinking away about what to do about his little warmth problem, he heard a knock on the door. He instinctively went downstairs to answer it.

"Knowing me though, it's probably some crazed girl stalking me." Sasuke thought with alot of discontent and just plain attitude.

He slid open the door and saw a girl about his age. At first, he thought that it was a determined girl wanting to go out or get his phone number, whatever the hell girls do to get guys to notice them. But then, he read her facial expression. It looked annoyed, like the face he always does to Naruto. With a shift to her other foot, she gave him the box she was holding. Sasuke took little notice of it until now.

"This is for a Sasuke Uchiha...it was left at the compound gate." She said with complete boredom. He looked at the box and immediately knew what was inside. This made his day but he also needed to deal with a few things in order to enjoy what was inside. Like this girl, for instance.

"Aren't you going to say thank you? The tomatoes would've started rotting if they had stayed at the gate." She said with a snobby tone. Sasuke immediately disliked this girl, but he had to give her credit. Most girls didn't stand up to him when they hated him or disliked him. They instead became speechless whenever he was around.

"How'd you know they were tomatoes?" He asked. The girl rolled her eyes. Clearly, the girl took Sasuke as a joke.

"And they call you a genius?" She taunted. "They have a certain smell, tomatoes I mean, it's kinda like basil or cloves. All herbs, fruits, and vegetables have a scent to them that's detectable to the human nose. You just gotta train it." She tapped the bridge of her nose with her index finger.

"Oh." Was all he could say. Was this girl a part of the Inuzuka clan? He knew an Inuzuka, and the first thing he had said to Sasuke was "You smell like tomatoes." But she didn't have the red fang-like tattoos on her cheeks, which was the Inuzuka clan symbol, you could say.

"You know what? You never said thank you, and do you know how that makes me feel?" She asked, interrupting his observation. Sasuke waited for her answer. She narrowed his eyes at him.

"It makes me feel like calling you a bastard." She said with distaste dripping in her voice. "So there. You're a bastard."

Sasuke gritted his teeth. This girl had the nerve to call him a bastard? Only Naruto ever said that to him, but he wasn't very bright. But this girl, who so irritably stood there at his doorway mouthing off at him, he could tell she was smart.

Then, as if it was just to purposely startle him, an electronic ringing filled the air. The girl instinctively reached into her pocket, much like Sasuke instinctively gets the door when someone knocks.

Out of her pocket, she grabbed a cellular phone. "I think that's what you call it." He thought. She flipped it open with ease and spoke into it.

"Hello?" She asked with such sweetness that Sasuke couldn't believe it was the girl he was talking to before. "Oh, hi, Sakura-san!"

Sakura? This girl is friends with Sakura? How? Why? When did this happen? He looked at the girl. She had brown hair and was chattering away with Sakura. She stopped abruptly and stared at Sasuke. She leaned in closely and narrowed her eyes. He shifted uncomfortably. She was in his personal place and he was shirtless, too. Did she not notice that?

"YOU'RE Sakura-san's crush? I can't believe it!" She said after backing away. She was stilling staring at him with a strange face. "Whoa, seriously?" She asked into the mouthpiece, he had learned not too long ago. "YOU'RE the infamous dude everyone talks about." She said in question form, but it was more of a statement.

"I am?" He asked. The girl nodded quickly. "Umm...okay then."

"Honestly, Sakura-san, I don't know what you see in him." She murmured into the phone, low enough so he could barely hear. He looked at her oddly. He wasn't full of himself, or anything like that, but even he could see what Sakura saw in him. Sasuke was a formidable ninja, strong even. And somehow he had good looks, but he didn't see how the girls registered him as good-looking.

"I can hear you, you know." Sasuke said with a smirk. The girl narrowed her eyes at him and mouthed "shut up".

"Well, anyways, you should put a shirt on, hot shot, or you're going to get a cold." The girl said with a nasty tone, after she finished speaking to Sakura. He shot her a look that was just as nasty.

"I don't have a sweater...so how can I?" He asked her with despise. Sasuke had thought she would come up with a nasty remark, but instead threw him a black long-sleeved shirt. He looked at her with a question mark.

"It's my brother's. He didn't want it anyway." She explained simply. "You know, just because you're an asshole, doesn't mean I won't be nice to you."

"So, now I'm an asshole instead of a bastard?" Sasuke said through gritted teeth. Nobody called him an asshole, not even Naruto. And that ticked him off. Sadly, he couldn't touch her. She wasn't in the ninja ranks, so it couldn't be put as rough housing gone wrong. How could he hurt her in some form? Nothing seems to work each time he played it out in his mind.

"Hey, listen, don't hurt Sakura-san, alright?" The girl asked. Sasuke looked at her, not like he had before, however. He knew she had meant it, her voice was gentle, not at all like her voice when she talked to him before. Her eyes were pink, much like the shade that Sakura's hair was. How the hell did he know that?

"I wasn't planning to, ever." He admitted. Usually, when girls asked him out, he'd say no, or humiliate them on their date. But not with Sakura, and not just because she was buying his dinner. She was okay. He had to admit, now that he thought about it, she was growing on him, like a soothing clam, rather than mould.

"You have a crush on her, don't you?" She asked with no hint of teasing, just hope. He nodded, reluctantly.

"I just realized that this morning," He added. "Not a big one, though. She just, grew on me."

"I know the feeling." She muttered. "Anyways, you should be heading to the Ramen Shop, right?" The girl asked. He nodded. She turned around. "Oh, and put those tomatoes in the fridge."

He looked at the box. He smiled to himself as he went inside the apartment.

So what if he was about to go on a date that'll totally set off Naruto? So what if he just met the most annoying girl on the planet not too long ago? So what if he borrowed a long-sleeved shirt from the girl's brother? SO WHAT?

He hugged his box of tomatoes. "I have my tomatoes and right now, for about 5 minutes, that will be all that matters. Tomatoes." He thought happily.