A/N: UGH. I hate this chapter, but hopefully you don't. Things get a bit heated, just so you know. At least you can't all be mad at me for not updating! I realized that I've lost so many of my readers by never updating, so I'm hoping to have this story finished in a few months. Please don't hate me for my terrible writing skills. I don't even know how this came to be, but I've got nothing better to offer. Swearing is very common in this chapter, please be aware. Please review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my lame plot.
PROPOSE TO ME
(Because you still drive me crazy in more ways than one.)
Sasuke jammed his hands into his pockets and stared blankly at the spot where Sakura had just disappeared. He stood there for several minutes hating her. Hating her for being so damn picky. And hating her for being so sensitive. He cursed her good memory and the fact that she was even making him do this in the first place.
How had he managed to pick the most high maintenance woman in all of Konoha to be with? Even Yamanaka had said yes to the laziest ninja in Konoha.
He was frustrated that she just refused to understand his side of this whole dilemma, and was only concerned with getting some sort of fairytale happy ending.
Sasuke didn't do fairytale. He was Sasuke. He did his own damn thing and frankly, he was getting sick and tired of this superior and commanding attitude Sakura was developing. After fuming silently for a few minutes, Sasuke shot into the trees and left the clearing behind. The air seemed to grow colder around his arms and he stopped for a moment to look to the west. His eyes narrowed as he saw the blue sky marred by a black horizon of clouds quite far in the distance and knew that in an hour or two, Konoha would be drenched in the downpour.
Sasuke leapt into the trees once more, flying through the leaves, coming ever closer to the main road where he had first met Sakura. Rather than taking their previous detour, he used the branches of the forest to propel him towards the Uchiha complex. He shot out of the leafy expanse of forest in a matter of seconds and stopped when he reached the road.
He stopped his previous sprint and decided to take his time. Sakura was angry anyways. Perhaps this would give her the chance to cool her emotions down before he had to face her. Walking down the street, he could see the familiar Uchiha family symbol against the stone and braced himself.
The house was silent when he entered, except for the sound of heavy breathing that only a shinobi would notice from his distance. He stalked down the hallway and into the open doorway of their bedroom. He could sense her dark aura before he saw her, and when he did look, Sasuke found his girlfriend slumped in a chair, fuming.
She snarled when he came in and he just stared at her, wearing no expression upon his features.
Sakura was fed up with seeing this man's face. She was beyond angry. The whole situation had the already temperamental woman bursting at the hinges to scream at the idiot. Sakura was not only angry, but shocked because it was so unlike her boyfriend to do something so –so stupid! When had the village's once famous golden-boy-Uchiha replaced Naruto as the village idiot?
Sakura rolled her eyes when he didn't take a hint and leave. In all honesty, she shouldn't have been surprised, since he wasn't catching onto much these days. She stood up and crossed her arms across her chest, with her one eyebrow raised in challenge. The girl's jaw was beginning to get sore from all the times she had been angry this week, but nevertheless, it was still clenched in frustration. Sasuke just stayed perfectly still, his face never betraying any form of emotion he might have been feeling.
Sakura tapped her fingers against the skin of her arms impatiently before Sasuke shook his head ruefully and brushed past her to get to the closet. He grabbed his gear and his katana which he had left at home, considering it wasn't terribly romantic to propose with a large weapon strapped to his side, and then turned to leave. He was sick of seeing her anyways, sick of being controlled. The circumstances were grating on his last nerve. Sakura smiled sarcastically, her head tipped up in pride, watching him go. The Uchiha stalked darkly down the hallway as Sakura walked to the edge of the room and slammed the door behind him. Sasuke turned in the direction of the training grounds, considering he wasn't welcome in his own home. The irony of the situation was almost too unbearable. The last Uchiha wasn't welcome in the Uchiha complex, while the woman who refused to become an Uchiha was sitting pretty in their room.
Sasuke passed a group of fangirls in the road, who called compliments and vows of devotion to his back as he strode right past them. Eventually growing tired of putting up with the shouts, he jumped onto the nearest rooftop and disappeared from their view as he sped towards the training fields.
As he finally stopped and stood on the soft grass, he could sense the storm nearing and figured it would be the perfect time to fight out his frustration. In the mean time, however, he sat at the base of a large tree and closed his eyes to try and gain control of his emotions and regain his composure. He could tell that it was nearing mid afternoon, so he shut his eyes and began to wait for the storm.
Sakura needed to kick something's ass. She paced around their room like a lunatic, not being able to sit still for even a minute. This, this was really the last straw. Her hands clenched into tight fists at her side and her nails began to dig painfully into her palms. The wind outside suddenly made itself apparent and she could hear the gust of a summer storm beginning to pick up. Sakura grabbed a book and plopped herself down in the same chair that she had been sitting in a moment before. She felt the need to calm down, as opposed to continuing her incessant pacing.
Line after line on the page blurred past her sight, but she wasn't absorbing anything. She was just looking at the words instead of reading them. Eventually she ended up chucking the book against the wall opposite her in annoyance. Nothing in this room would be able to clear her thoughts. She ran to the closet, just as Sasuke had, pulled on her usual gear. With her holster strapped to her thigh and her gloves on, Sakura followed the ghost of her boyfriend's steps and feverishly left the house. If she needed to vent, there was only one way to do it.
She bolted out into the foreboding air. The wall of clouds was approaching, and the black mass was casting shadows across the ground. The weather had morphed from the perfect and bright morning, into a dark and foreboding afternoon. Sakura jumped onto the nearest rooftop and sprinted to where Tsunade-sama had brought her to train her and improve her skills. Sakura landed with a quiet thud and immediately withdrew several kunai and aimed them towards a tree in the distance. She paused when she heard the boom of the thunder reverberate in her ears. The storm was here.
Sakura growled and glared at the sky, feeling challenged by the shaking sounds that it was creating. Her fists tightened and she waited for the thunders echo to die down before she slammed her fist into the ground as hard as she could, countering the sky's cries with her own sickening boom. And so it continued. The thunder would echo above her head, before Sakura would send her own sound waves crashing back upwards. The battle between the two reckless forces continued until Sakura felt the rain hit her full force. The dam had broken and a heavy sheet of relentless water showered over her. She smiled, feeling the tension of training beginning to build.
The frustrated kunoichi bolted towards the nearest tree, sprinted up the trunk and propelled herself off the wood at the top. She felt herself fly through the air upside down, one leg outstretched, the other tucked beneath her. Time slowed and she swore she could feel every single drop of rain hit her individually before she whipped her leg backwards and completed her arc, crashing her into the earth and splitting it from the force of her momentum.
Sakura cracked her knuckles, standing in the crater she had just created and smirked, ready for more. It was time to rid herself of these feelings.
Sasuke ran full force towards the trunk of a tree, blue electricity surging through his clenched hand. He slammed his fist straight into the bark, the force of his Chakra exploding from the opposite side of the tree, a flurry of sparks and splinters clouded the air around him. The once green leaves of the plant were now singed from the sheer power of the electric surge of Sasuke's chidori. The sound of a thousand birds was deafening throughout the clearing as Sasuke ripped himself away from the tree and surrounded whatever remained with a barrage of orange flame. The mass of flames engulfed not only the tree, but several. The fire began to spread further before Sasuke glanced upwards and then back to the flaming forest as the water from the storm drenched the burning trees, sending smoke and steam coiling up into the air with a hiss.
Sasuke gazed stoically at the sight before he dragged his katana out of its sheath slowly. He whipped it towards the ground as his blood red eyes narrowed. It was nearing four in the afternoon, but Sasuke was only beginning.
Sakura panted as she wandered towards the Uchiha complex. Her skin was on fire from the frigid water still pouring upon her. She had trained for over six hours, stopping every once in a while to think and try to calm down. She knew she should be tired, in fact she knew she probably was. But her mind was reeling from everything that Sasuke had done.
'Or hasn't done...' Her inner muttered furiously.
The medic was past the brink of exhaustion, and was running on pure stubbornness. She didn't even feel the fatigue. The rain was keeping her wide awake.
She had felt so alive during the hours she spent alone. Her arms were scratched and bleeding in some places, and her knuckles were caked in blood. They were throbbing and she knew she had overdone it.
But she was just so infuriated with the stupid bugger! Why didn't he have the capacity to propose to her? Why didn't he want to marry her, damn it! She stormed past the lonely and familiar stone bench where she had spent so much of her time pining for Sasuke, which only served to fuel the fire that had begun to rage within her.
Why had he left her there missing him? Why did it take so much effort for him to show he cared about her? How much love would make him whole? She had wasted so many tears on the man, crying every time he entered her mind. But now the only feelings he evoked were anger and irritation.
The panels of the screen door through which she entered her home rattled as she crashed into the room and slammed it hard behind her. Thunder clashed as she stormed to the kitchen, and gripped the counter, nostrils flared as she breathed hard. She ignored the rain running down her red arms and just stood there until she felt a dark chakra present itself. She turned and stood still in the kitchen with her arms still gripping the counter behind her. The screen opened and the black sky was revealed as a flash of lightning blinded her eyes momentarily. The whiteness died down and she took in the sight of Sasuke standing, silhouetted in the doorway. He crashed the screen behind him and walked into house, his eyes never breaking contact with hers. The link between the couple surged with electricity and frustration. The issue at hand went far beyond Sasuke's inability to propose and touched a nerve in their relationship. One was wishing the other would commit and make her feel as though she was needed in his life. The other was feeling smothered and controlled and needed the girl to trust him.
Sakura snarled at him, while she received a glare in response.
"Don't look at me like that, Sasuke." She growled as the ninja ignored her and began to stalk to their shared room. "Where have you been?" She demanded. He was wet and his arms reflected the red chill that her's did. He ignored the question and continued down the hallway at a calm pace, acting as though she didn't exist.
"You're such a coward, Sasuke." Sakura growled before she grabbed their kettle and proceeded to fill it with water. "A spoiled child."
"Sakura." He said sharply, she turned and discovered that he had heard her and had returned to the living room.
"Bite me, Uchiha." She snarled, and Sasuke smirked sarcastically.
"I'm the child, Sakura?" he retorted.
"Yes!" She cried loudly. She stormed up to him and jabbed her fingers roughly into his chest. "You're the selfish, spoiled, moronic brat! Because you have absolutely no feelings for anyone other than yourself! You just cross your arms at the whole world and expect everyone to cave to whatever you want! You're not even man enough to ask a woman to marry you, for Kami's sake!" She shouted, unable to stop the words from escaping her mouth.
"Forgive me," He growled low in his throat. "For not acting like a lovesick fool. I won't change myself so that you can brag to Yamanaka about a ring on your finger."
Sakura sputtered in indignation. "Y-You think that's why I'm doing this? So I can tell the story to all my friends, like some superficial-"
"Frankly," He cut her off, becoming more enraged by the woman in front of him. "I don't pretend to understand you at all."
"Right back at you, you heartless pig!" Sakura yelled, stepping even closer to the Uchiha. "You're not even worth the time." She spat. She scowled and looked at the side of his cheek, noticing the irritated skin on the side of his face. He looked as though he had burned the side of his face, possibly from standing too close to a fire.
She shot her hand out and grabbed his chin and jerked his head roughly to the side inspecting the wound. Normally she was incredibly gentle when she healed his wounds, but the medic didn't bother this time. She began to raise her other hand to heal the inflammation, but Sasuke's hand grabbed her's mid air and his grip on her wrist prevented her from touching him. He tossed her hand back to her side and began to stride back towards the door blocking them from the raging storm outside.
"Sasuke, get back here! I'm trying to help you, jerk." She said as she stalked behind him and made to reach for his shoulder before he could waltz back into the storm, going Kami knows where.
"I don't need it, Sakura." He protested in warning.
"Oh, like hell you don't." She rolled her fiery green eyes, and when she raised her hands this time, he didn't pull away. The chakra in her fingertips glowed green, casting a strange light around the darkened room. She felt the painful burns on his face begin to fade and she frowned.
"What did you think you were doing, you stupid man?" She scolded. "You're freezing and soaked. What were you thinking, pushing yourself too hard in the middle of a thunderstorm? Are you trying to make yourself sick?" Sakura scowled as she checked the rest of his arms and face for anymore marks.
"Hn." He looked away and strode to the wall, leaning against it. He tried to focus to drowning her out, but Sakura was never one to be ignored.
"Argh!" She roared before striding to the bedroom and fetching a clean towel. She threw it over his head when she returned and began to scrub at his hair, drying it as best she could so he wouldn't make himself sick. "You're the most infuriating man I've ever met."
"Hn." He refused to answer her and fought the urge to push her away from him and leave for the night.
"What motivated you to steal another man's proposal? Am I really not good enough for your stupid clan, to deserve a decent one of my own?" She demanded, shaking the towel over his head.
"You're ignoring the fact that I've asked you to join my clan twice now, you annoying woman."
"Oh yeah, when you commanded me like some sort of servant and when you stole the next bright idea from someone else. Remind me again why I never said yes?" Sakura snapped sarcastically.
"Don't blame me for your stubbornness, Sakura."
"Don't blame you?" She screeched as she rubbed the towel harder against his scalp. "How is this not your fault? I'm sick of your arrogance and the fact that you're so fucking above everyone, Sasuke! You lost everyone who was ever important in your life when you were so young, but when someone tries to get closer to you now you just push them away! Stop pushing me away! -" Sasuke grabbed the towel and yanked it off his head, throwing it roughly to the floor, his eyes blazing red. He ran his hand roughly through his mused hair and glared right at her.
"You're the one making demands now, Sakura. I'm not Prince fucking Charming. I never let you believe that, so no. It's not my fault that you've deluded yourself into believing I was." He snapped in a dark tone, cutting her off.
"You're damn right you're no Prince Charming. You're such an asshole!"
"Then why are you here?"
"Now, that's the first intelligent thing to come out of your mouth in days. The perfect question. I've been wondering the same thing for two days now!" Sakura bellowed.
Sasuke scowled and Sakura leaned closer to his handsome features, their noses brushing. She tried to ignore the heat pooling in her stomach as she pressed closer to him. She had to hand it to him. He was hands down the sexiest shinobi in Konoha.
"You know what? I don't know why I even bother." She spat harshly and quietly. She could smell his purely Sasuke smell now, due to their close proximity and she hadn't missed the way his smirk and his damp hair made him look roguishly handsome. They were both breathing hard and were glaring into each other's eyes, her kick drum heart hammering in her chest.
"You're annoying." He spat right back. Sakura snarled before the heated look in his eyes that matched her own overcame her.
"You'll just have to deal with that."
'Oh fuck it.' She thought to herself as she slammed her lips to his in a heated kiss. The tension that they felt earlier clashed in a frenzy and Sakura poured all her frustration into their kiss. Her fingers clenched tightly around the front of his shirt as she pulled him as close to her as possible and pressed her body fully against his. She knew that by kissing him, she was brushing their fight aside.
But she found that at this moment, she really didn't give a damn.
Because right now, the only thing that mattered was him. The way his mouth slanted over hers. The way his scent and his aura captivated her. The way his groan hit her ears as soon as she had crashed into him. No matter how crazy he drove her and no matter how angry she was, she couldn't deny that Sasuke Uchiha was completely irresistible. Damn him.
She sighed against his mouth as she felt him roughly wrap his arms around her waist and return her actions with as much passion as she felt. Her hands slid from the front of his shirt and into his damp and tousled hair, tightening into his midnight strands. She leaned forwards and pushed him against the wall he had previously been brooding against. They thudded against the drywall and Sakura was lost completely to him.
Sasuke's grip tightened on her hips and he spun her around so that he had her pressed tightly to the wall. His hands strayed from her hips and planted themselves on either side of her face as they both pulled away for breath. They were gasping from the lack of air and Sasuke rested his forehead against hers as he stared intensely into her eyes. He grabbed the side of her face and brought her in for another bruising kiss, the heat between them growing as they pressed together.
It wasn't about love. This contact was about anger, tension. They weren't expressing any feelings other than frustration. Their feelings had surged until it had become unbearable to stay away.
Sasuke pulled one hand through her pink tresses before he removed his lips from hers and unsmilingly grabbed a strand of her drenched hair between his fingers as his another hand lightly traced his other hand across a long scrape across her upper cheek.
"Pushing yourself too hard in the middle of a thunderstorm?" He repeated her words back to her, mocking her previous lecture. Sakura smiled, clearly guilty of the hypocrisy and brought his head back down, joining them again.
She mumbled against their heated lips.
"I guess you're not the only rebel here, Uchiha."
"Only one to get shit for it though." He muttered right back as they continued to assault each other's mouths.
Sakura laughed against his lips. "Yeah, pretty much." Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and ran along his lips, but he refused to open himself to her. He pushed her back farther into the wall and crushed his body against hers tightly, causing her to gasp from the friction. Sasuke took advantage of the situation and his tongue battled against hers for dominance. Eventually, Sakura felt her knees go weak and Sasuke smirked against her, winning their silent fight. Sakura curled her arms around his waist and expertly unhooked his katana's sheath, tossing it to the side with a loud clatter.
Sasuke grabbed Sakura legs and lifted them so that they were coiled around his hips and he lifted her off the ground. Sakura pulled away and stared down at him from her higher position.
"This doesn't mean you're off the hook, Sasuke. Don't think that this means you're forgiven." Sasuke stared at her stoically before they connected once more. He walked her from their position against the wall and pushed her light body onto the couch without breaking the contact between their lips, before he covered her body with his own. Lightning continued to flash around them as their own preoccupation began to grow in intensity.
"At this point," His dark voice uttered under his breath, causing Sakura to shiver involuntarily, "I'm not really asking for it." They continued to smash their lips together, never seeming to get enough of the other one. Sakura was beginning to go crazy, being this attached to him. It all became too much and Sakura's hand tightening in his ebony hair, pulling his lips away from her neck, where they had wandered.
"S-Sasuke, as a medic, I really can't allow this to continue-"
"Hn." He muttered and tried to bury his face back into her smooth neck. Sakura tightened her hold and smiled devilishly, knowing that she was pushing his buttons.
"I mean it. We've..." she paused to nip at his bottom lip playfully. "We've been out in the rain and as a professional, I must say that we should really get out of these wets clothes as quickly as possible. To prevent...illness." She trailed off and Sasuke chuckled darkly and return to nipping at her neck. He smirked against her burned skin when he heard her gasp.
His hand travelled beneath her soaking wet training shirt and began to pull it over her head. He whispered against her lips hotly.
"I absolutely agree."
Sakura groaned as her eyes fluttered open. The sun filtered through the white screens on the doors and a bird chirped happily outside. The air outdoors was clear and crisp, signalling the end of the summer storm. The morning contrasted the previous night completely, and no cloud was present in the sky.
She took in her surroundings, shifting slightly. She moaned quietly, feeling sore in every part of her body. She felt an ache from every cut that she had left unhealed the night before, her muscles throbbed from her intense training, her joints were stiff from sleeping in the living room, her lips were red and swollen and Sakura felt a familiar pain between her legs, cursing Sasuke's enthusiasm. She buried her face into the surface below, realizing that it was the toned chest of her boyfriend.
After they all they had done the night before, they had passed out where they were, sleeping on the small couch together. Sakura felt Sasuke tighten his loose hold around her hips and his face was buried in her pink hair. He breathed slowly against her neck and Sakura tried not to swoon. She really did love this idiot.
She sighed and settled back down onto his warm body and began to return to dozing. With all the pain she felt, she was perfectly fine with staying put where she was.
A little while later, Sasuke stirred beneath her causing her to awaken again. She smiled slightly at his dishevelled, drowsy look, before she felt his fingers tracing patterns on her back. She laughed at the ticklish feeling and rested her head on her folded hands, lying on his chest.
"You're manipulative." She muttered and she could tell that her boyfriend was smirking above her. They stayed there in silence, not knowing what to say.
After such an intense night, the morning brought a strange wave of calm over the two. Sakura finally moaned and pushed herself off of Sasuke. She grabbed one of the blankets covering them and wrapped it around herself as she tried to stand up. However, she ended up tumbling off and onto the ground beside the sofa.
"Mmph..." She grumbled into the mess of blankets as Sasuke smirked above her.
"Let's try this again." She mumbled as she finally got into a standing position. Meandering into the kitchen, she finally pressed the On button on the kettle she'd forgotten about in the heat of the moment. She sat down at the kitchen table and waited for the water to heat, mulling things over in her mind.
'Why is it so hard to stay mad at him?' She thought to herself. Sakura glanced up as Sasuke lifted himself off the couch, and grabbed some clothes from the ground. He gathered up their scattered items from around the floor, and finally picked up his discarded katana.
Sakura smiled at him from the kitchen, admiring the view. Sasuke nodded at her from his vantage point, glancing at the sight. She was just calmly sitting at the table, wrapped in nothing but a sheet, smiling for him and only him.
He smirked and made his way to the bedroom. Sakura was jolted out of her thoughts as the kettle's contents began to bubble loudly. She turned it off and grabbed a cup from the cupboard, making her and Sasuke a cup of warm tea before she padded into the bedroom to get dressed. She threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top and twisted her hair into a messy bun. She felt sticky and grimy, wanting nothing more than a soothing shower. However, her stomach growled, catching her attention.
From his spot in the closet, where he pulled on a navy shirt and black pants, Sasuke could hear Sakura shuffling around in the kitchen, and then the sizzle of something cooking. He joined her and placed a chaste kiss at the nape of her neck before he offered to help.
"Oh no, it's alright, it's nothing special. It's almost ready anyways." She smiled and took the opportunity to kiss his lips quickly. "Thanks for the offer though."
Sasuke sat down and took a sip of tea, rotating his stiff shoulders. It was only a moment before Sakura turned and placed his breakfast in front of him with a smile before she turned back to prepare her own.
"I've got some groceries to grab today Sasuke, and I need to make a quick stop at the hospital to pick up some documents that I forgot on Friday. Just so you know." She spoke as she flipped her food onto a plate and took the seat beside him.
"Aa."
They sat in silence, Sakura smiling to herself and Sasuke absorbed in his thoughts. While he had felt furious yesterday, wanting nothing to do with the pink haired girl then, he suddenly felt unbearably lucky to be with her now, watching her twirl a strand of hair that she'd left loose from her bun around her finger. His eyes searched her face, but found nothing but pleasant contentment. The light streamed in from the kitchen window, illuminating her flawless face despite the scrape that he had discovered yesterday. He loved that she felt no need to disturb the moment with forced words of affection or conversation. She chose instead to enjoy the sound of silence surrounding them, with a smile.
He felt guilt begin to gnaw at him once more as she reaffirmed the fact that he was indeed very lucky by saying nothing at all.
Sakura wandered up the street in Konoha, stopping now and then to purchase something from a kiosk. Gradually she accumulated several bags filled with various fruits and vegetables for her and Sasuke and decided to stop in and check on Ino.
"Billboard Brow!" Ino called as Sakura stopped in at her flower shop to see if she was there.
"Ino-pig-chan!" Sakura replied and deposited her bags on one of the counters.
"What are you doing here?" Ino inquired. Sakura leaned against the counter and Ino moved around to the front and hopped up to sit beside her.
"Errands. I thought I'd stop in and say hello to my favourite little boar." Sakura smiled
"Yeah, yeah forehead. As sassy as you are, I do appreciate the visit. It's been dead all morning. I can't wait to head out for my mission tomorrow morning" Sakura often wondered why Ino continued to work in the Yamanaka's flower store despite all her training as a shinobi. She was more than capable of supporting herself without the part-time work. But Sakura had the feeling that Ino chose to continue working there because it was relaxing and kept her connected to her family. It was nice to keep some sort of link to your childhood, a bit of innocence. Not to mention the fact that all the handsome men of Konoha would have to buy their girlfriend's flowers somewhere.
"It looks as though everyone in Konoha is staying in today. It wasn't too hectic this morning around the streets either."
The two nodded and sat there in silence. It was a lazy day and the two didn't have much to share.
"So, um." Sakura started. "I've sort of forgiven Sasuke for the time being." Sakura mumbled as she stared out the windows at the road outside.
"You what?" Ino yelled. "Scott free, just like that?" She smacked Sakura's arm from her position on the counter, receiving a satisfying yelp in response. Her arm was so stiff and the unexpected attack made it throb.
"No hitting, pig! He's just so-" Sakura was cut off by Ino's chastising glare.
"You should have more of a backbone! He was a jerk! Unless he gave you the proposal of the century, I don't want to hear it." Ino huffed.
"No, he didn't give me an amazing proposal. He kind of... gave me yours."
"He what?" Ino screeched. "He stole my proposal? I don't believe that guy! What could make you forgive him so easily Sakura?" Ino asked, slightly exasperated.
"Well, I love him, for starters." Sakura mumbled. "But he's just so-"
"Did he apologize?"
"No, but-"
"No? I'll kill him!" Ino huffed. "Or you!"
"It wasn't my fault!"
"How was your forgiving him not your fault!" Ino accused.
"It was raining!" Sakura caved under her close friend's pressure, trying desperately to plead her case. "And he was all wet and smouldering and- and!"
"Wet and smouldering...?" Ino said blankly. "You forgave him for sex." She deadpanned.
"Um...Yeah, a little bit."
"You're unbelievable."
"Oh well that's easy to say, but I mean, have you seen him?" Sakura could practically see Ino imagining the situation and the change in her expression.
Finally Ino sighed. "You're right. He's a crafty bastard."
"I know." Sakura agreed. The two sat there silently once more, both lost in their own thoughts. Finally Sakura sighed and pushed herself off from her comfortable position against the counter.
"I'd better go. I have to stop by the hospital and grab some of my paperwork and then head back home." She sighed and began to head towards the door. "I'll see you soon! Or actually, will I?" Sakura knew Ino was heading out for a mission, and Sakura didn't know when she'd be back.
"I should be home in a few days, so you will."
Sakura smiled and then turned with a final wave before continuing through the store to head out the door.
"Try not to knock down any of my flowers with your massive forehead, okay?" Ino called out behind her and giggled successfully when Sakura huffed and none to subtly flipped her off. Sakura passed by the window and a woman out on the street gave her a disapproving look at her vulgar actions. Ino cackled as she saw the pink haired medic's shoulders slump slightly at the judgment.
"Goody goody." Ino muttered.
The sun was high in the sky now and Sakura could feel the sun shining on her face. She imagined all of her troubles melting off her in the heat and she felt so happy and awake at the moment. She smiled as she walked back home, hands full of groceries, and her documents safely rolled and tucked into a pouch hanging on her hip.
Suddenly she sensed someone falling into to step beside her and looked up to examine the strange man. She gave him a questioning look and he merely smiled down at her.
"Hello..." She mumbled in confusion.
It was obvious to her that the stranger wasn't from their village; she didn't recognize him at all. He was handsome to be sure, with brown hair falling around his face and bright green eyes. But in all honesty, Sakura wasn't impressed and smiled politely. Something about the way he smirked and held himself made her feel uneasy. He looked like a slimy creep.
After several minutes she was starting to get fed up with him and was just going to run up the nearest building wall and make her way home on the rooftops.
"Hey there." He said finally and Sakura tried not to snort at his statement. He sure knew how to make a situation awkward, not saying hello until after he'd walked with her for a good five minutes. He looked down at her and chuckled slightly.
"You sure you can handle all those bags on your own?" He said and Sakura's hands clenched around the bags she was gripping.
"Just fine, thanks." She muttered in irritation.
"You're sure? Cause, you're pretty petite and those bags look pretty heavy for you to be dealing with all by your fragile little self."
Sakura rolled her eyes but some mischievous part of her personality made her want to play along. "Okay you caught me. These are so heavy, but I don't have any help. I'll manage just fine all alone I guess, please don't worry about it..." She smiled innocently at the man and he stopped her in his tracks.
"I'll take them off your hands." He said, flashing her a charming smile.
"O-Oh no! I couldn't let you do that! Please!" She said a mock distressed tone.
"It's all right. I really don't...mind." He grinned and moved in close so he was leaning extremely close to her face, their lips almost pressing together. "I'd never mind helping out a pretty little thing like you."
Sakura looked away, pretending to hide her blush. In reality she was just focused on keeping her composure. She was about to burst out laughing from this guys forwardness, as though she'd ever kiss him for carrying her not-so-heavy fruits.
"I-I have nothing to pay you with."
"Well, if you ask me nicely, maybe I'll let you pay me with just a date. The name's Yuudai."
Sakura giggled into her hand, trying to look modest. "My name's Sakura, but I-I could never-."
Yuudai laughed and smiled at her with a cheeky grin. "The name suits you, beautiful. Cherry blossoms pale in comparison to someone like you, Sakura." She wanted to roll her eyes, but stopped herself. They were nearing the corner to turn into the Uchiha complex so she figured it was time to get rid of the forward man.
"W-well, I'd really better be going now. Thank you so much for your help!" Sakura pulled her bags out of his hands and began to turn away before he grabbed her wrist and pulled it back to him roughly.
"I don't think so. I believe you promised me a date."
"Did she?" A dark voice uttered behind the man and Sakura rolled her eyes. This was not good. She could practically feel Sasuke's testosterone flaring at the man holding her wrist. The cocky man turned and smirked at her dark haired rescuer.
"She did, in fact. I helped this helpless little thing carry her bags. The least she could do is repay me kindly." Yuudai directed this last part at Sakura, looking into her eyes, his overly friendly smile now replaced by a more menacing grin. "Let's go, sweetheart." He shoved Sakura forward, never letting go of her wrist before Sasuke shoved his hands into his pockets.
"Not likely."
Yuudai snarled and turned back to the young Uchiha.
"Listen, buddy. I don't really know or care who you are. I got here first, so just back off, butt out of my business, and go back to whatever it was you were doing. "
At this, Sasuke's eyes flicked knowingly to hers and she spotted the ghost of a smirk forming on his lips.
'Pervert.' She thought inwardly. 'Of course he'd have his mind in the gutter at a time like this...'
Yuudai shoved her once more, before Sasuke had his arm in a vice grip and had twisted it around away from his body. The green eyed man snarled in pain and glared at the Uchiha.
"Stay away from her." Sasuke growled in warning.
Yuudai smirked in response. "Well what if she doesn't want me to stay away from her. Like I said, I got here first."
"Hn." Sasuke twisted the man's arm even further and Yuudai howled in pain. "She's engaged to me." The black haired man smirked in triumph before he remembered Sakura's obsession with being asked. So he looked behind him and said "Isn't that right, Sakura?"
That counted as asking to him.
Before Sakura could retort, Yuudai had yanked his arm and Sasuke released his hold on the man in disgust.
"I can't believe this is your boyfriend." He said to her before turning his gaze to Sasuke once more. "You wanna fight for the little bitch? Whoring herself out to any stranger who smiles at her-"
Sakura had had enough. She brushed past Sasuke and came face to face with the man who was accusing her of being a whore. Their faces grew closer and closer together and when they were almost touching, Yuudai smiled triumphantly and tried to make his move on her. Except Sakura raised her hand and gave him a small flick in the center of his chest.
Yuudai flinched backwards in pain, wondering what was going on. His hand flew to his chest and he rubbed the painful and throbbing mark on his skin.
"Ow! What the f-" But before he could finish Sakura had done it again.
Flick Flick Flick!
Soon the man was breathing hard through his grit teeth, trying not to yell with the sharp pains Sakura was inflicting all over his torso, confused as to how her flicks were stinging so much. "Argh!-" Sakura smacked him upside the head and Yuudai tumbled to the ground in a heap from the force. Her eyes narrowed, Sakura grasped the front of his shirt with one hand and lifted him clear of the ground with ease. She smiled and waved at his terrified face with her free hand.
"Hey there! Bitchy whore's turn to speak." The man gulped and sweat began to shine on his forehead. He snarled at her and tried to fight his way out of her grip.
"Yeah...That's not going to work, big guy." Sakura said. "You're going to listen to me for a second and then you're free to go. Listen closely, I didn't let you help me because I was attracted to you and wanted in your pants. I allowed you to help me because I found your sexist assumptions that I was weak amusing. But you've crossed a line." Sakura smirked at his face. He looked angry on the exterior, but a bead of sweat rolled down the side of his cheek and Sakura knew he was shaking.
"I would really love it if, for your sake, you left Konoha as soon as possible you jerk. I'm not really in the mood to deal with two dumbasses today," Sakura said with a pointed look in Sasuke's direction. "And you're just not quite as sexy a dumbass as the one I've already got." She pulled him close and glared into his eyes. "So you're the weakest link."
"And for the record, I'd watch your step. This village has several powerful kunoichi in its service. You never know when you're going to run into one of them." He swallowed thickly, his eyes not blinking.
"Like me." Sakura whispered for effect, a sarcastic smile adorning her face.
"So a word to the stupid, don't underestimate the woman of this village again, because the majority of us could pummel you into the ground. If I hear that you've been messing around with my friends or any other girls, I can take that tree," She said turning him around in her hand so he could see the one she was pointing at. "I can rip it out of the ground and I can squish you like a bug."
She dropped him and he fell to the ground and scrambled away from her as quickly as possible.
"Have a nice day, now!" She called after his crawling form.
"Hn." Sasuke grumbled from beside her. She turned to him and gave him an exasperated look.
"You can't be serious." She said.
"You said yes to him..." Sasuke muttered in anger.
"Oh come on! I did not! You know that's not true." Sakura threw her hands up in the air and turned on her heel towards the Uchiha district. She grabbed all of her forgotten groceries from the ground and stomped away. Soon however, a hand on her shoulder slowed her down and the bags in her hand were pulled away from her gently. Sasuke took them all and looked straight ahead, falling into step with his girlfriend.
"He touched you though." Sasuke muttered.
"Yeah and I don't think it'll ever happen again. You can relax Captain Jealousy." Sakura said slyly.
"I don't envy him."
"You're just fuming because he bruised your tomatoes when he dropped them on the ground...? Is that it?" Sakura laughed at his ridiculousness.
"Exactly."
"Right. You're such an animal, you know that right? And that, that back there does not qualify as a decent proposal! I'm not going to marry you just because you get angry every time some guy looks at me."
"I would've fought him for you." Sasuke mumbled to her as she reached for the bags. Sakura stuttered and slowed down, staring at him for a moment. Still, Sakura stubbornly yanked her bags from his hands and marched away from him, trying hard to stop the smile creeping up her face.
"W-well don't expect any more nights like yesterday for a long time! Enjoy the couch, Sasuke!" She called over her shoulder towards her stoic protector.
Sasuke shoved his hand in his pockets and sulked. He couldn't help the smirk that passed over his features though. He knew that Sakura was bluffing in her last statement. Sakura could be as stubborn as she wanted to be, but the fact remained, she still thought he was sexy. She had said so herself. Sasuke wouldn't be surprised if a repeat of last night happened within a few days at most.
So he silently buried his hands in his pockets and followed his temperamental girlfriend inside with pleasant memories of the last time he'd slept on the couch.
"Oh," Sasuke murmured under his breath, his smirk turning to an almost boyish smile. "I will."
A/N: Well that's it ^^
Hope you liked it :D
I'd love you all forever if you'd drop me some reviews. I'm writing this story more for the people reading it than myself. It would be absolutely wonderful to hear back from all of you! I realize that it was really just a filler and that there was no plot involved. But I figured that since the past few chapters have been about Sasuke getting in trouble, I figured Sasuke needed to win one.
I put in a bunch of references in this chappy to my sources of inspirations on a daily basis, especially for writing. SO.
1. - "How much love would make him whole?" – Quote from the lyrics of I Belong To You by Muse, one of my favourite bands.
2. - "...her kick drum heart hammering in her chest."- This is a reference to the song Kick Drum Heart by the Avett Brothers. It's so happy and it's constantly reminding me of the happier parts of life.
3. - "She chose instead to enjoy the sound of silence surrounding them..."- Referencing the song by Simon and Garfunkel, The Sound Of Silence. Sort of a testament to the music of the sixties because it's all I've been listening to for weeks, not just Simon and Garfunkel. I'd die without it.
4. - "I can't believe this is your boyfriend." – A quote from one of my all time favourite movies, 500 Days of Summer ;)
5. - "I will." – A song by the Beatles that I love. It's just a simple love song
Have a good one!