The Mystery Girl

Chapter 2

Previously;

"C'mon, let's go tame that beast." He said. Still looking amused.

I shook my head but followed anyway. I was too hungry to make a comeback.

I needed food.

Now;

Sakura's P.O.V

After we ate dinner Sasuke and I walked back into his room. I grabbed clothes from my bag and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. Ten minutes later I walked out in black short shorts and one of Sasuke's old shirts.

Sasuke was sitting on his bed looking at a piece of paper.

"Sasuke?" he snapped his attention towards me. "You can take your shower now." I told him.

He seemed to have released a breath he didn't know he was holding and grabbed the clothes he already took out, which I couldn't help but notice was only his boxers.

I shook my head as I continued to towel dry my hair.

Two minutes later he walked out, water dripping down his muscular chest. I blushed as I looked away.

"Sakura." He called. I looked over at him timidly. "Yeah?"

He opened his mouth and closed it again, not knowing how to word his sentence. I frowned a little.

"Just spit it out Sasuke!"

"Will you go to Homecoming with me?" I gasped.

"Oh my!" Mikoto yelled as she stood in the door way, holding freshly washed laundry.

I felt my face heat up as Mikoto started giggling as she set the clothes down on a chair next to the door and walked out, saying "Sorry to interrupt." And closed the door behind her.

"Never mind, forget I asked." He said as red as a tomato.

I tried not to show the hurt on my face when he said that but I guess he caught it. "That is unless, you want to go?"

I smiled widely and frantically nodded. He gave a sigh of relief and walked towards me. "Good."

I laughed a little.

"You know I've never been to a school dance before." I told him truthfully. Being home schooled prevented me from having that high school experience.

"Sakura, can I ask you a question?"

I grinned, "Besides the one you just asked? Sure." He gave a little laugh before turning serious.

"Why don't you stay here and go to high school with me?" I froze and shrugged my shoulders.

This was a normal conversation with us. Of course this is the first time he asked since we've been a couple. He asked so many times when we were kids, guess it's only normal now.

He pulled away with his hands on my shoulders and kept me at arms length away.

"Sakura, I love you, and I love being with you, but I hate how we're almost always apart."

I sighed, "I know, and I'm sorry. But I'm not sure if my parents would even let me."

He gave a dry laugh. "Can't you ask?"

I frowned, "I can try."

Ha gave a slight nod. He knows that if it was up to me I would've said yes in a heart beat. But I just don't think they'll say yes.

They're always out of town, never stay in one place for long, and there's no way my aunt and uncle would agree to move here just so I can stay with my boyfriend, especially after that little stunt I pulled.

I sighed a little and removed his hands from my shoulders before walking to his bed and getting under the covers.

I felt the bed shift next to me and I knew Sasuke was getting in on the other side.

There was an awkward silence till Sasuke threw his arm around my waist and pulled me close, I turned around so I was facing his chest and inhaled his scent.

The awkwardness soon dissipated and I felt sleep begin to consume me.

I groaned as I heard voices yelling about down stairs.

I've been here for over a week now, and homecoming is tomorrow. I have to go later today to pick up my dress. Mikoto had picked it out for me at the mall the other day but said it was a size off, either too big or too small I don't know, she didn't say.

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and got up, walking to the door that was a crack open I heard the yelling voices more clearly.

"What do you mean you don't have your tuxedo yet?!" I heard Mikoto snap.

"I have it! Just not in my room." Sasuke countered.

"Well where is? I wanted to see it to make sure it would look good next to the dress I got for Sakura!"

"Mom, it's just a standard black suit, I'm sure whatever dress you got for Sakura will be more than perfect for tomorrow night." I heard Mikoto huff annoyed

"Fine, but where is it?"

I distinctively heard Sasuke groan making me giggle.

"The last time I even wore a suit was about three years ago, so I didn't know my exact measurements so I had one tailored. I'm picking it up after school with the dobe."

"Sasuke Uchiha, language!"

"Did I say dobe? I meant Naruto."

"Yes I know what you meant!" Mikoto said irritably before telling Sasuke to leave now before he was late for school.

School?

I looked over to the clock on the side of Sasuke's desk; it read 7:54am. Didn't his school start and 7:15? So wasn't he already late?

I shrugged my shoulders before grabbing my clothes and walked into the bathroom for a shower.

Fifteen minutes later I emerged, smelling like coconuts and rainbows. I was decided in wearing a high waist black skirt that ended mid thigh with lace leggings and light brown boots that reached about mid calf. And as for my shirt, it was a maroon colored sweater. I left my hair natural and down, my hair coming off in waves reaching about my mid or lower back.

I skipped my way down stairs and into the kitchen where breakfast was already made. After scarffing down some scrambled eggs and bacon I went to the garden to find Mikoto, where she usually is in the mornings.

Sliding open the door I saw her leaning over the plants. I heard her talking to them as she watered them. I found myself smiling when I heard her begin to sing.

I waited till she had finished her song before calling her.

"Ah, Sakura-chan, are you ready to go and get your things from the clothing store?"

She asked me eagerly, to which I nodded, just as eagerly.

We both left through the back gate and onto the front of the house before Mikoto had opened the garage.

Getting in Mikoto's simple (not really) sliver Porsche Cayman and drove off to the mall.

I was beginning to feel nervous on the way there; I had no idea why though, the dance wasn't even till tomorrow night.

I wonder how Sasuke will like the dress. Would he think it's too sluty or too virgin Mary? What if my hair messes up while I'm dancing, or what if I step on his toes while were dancing, even worse, what if I trip and fall? Or… what if Sasuke realizes I'm not really the one?

Ok, I'm officially in a depressed mood after that last thought.

I sighed as I pinched the bridge of my nose; all this thinking was giving me a headache.

"Are you okay Sakura-chan?"

I nearly jumped out of my skin when Mikoto spoke. I had almost forgotten she was here, I don't know how, she was the one driving.

"I'm fine." I told her while I kept looking out the window, hoping my headache would go away. I ignored Mikoto's concerned gaze as she pulled into the mall parking lot.

It took us forever to find a decent parking space, finally finding one near the middle.

After exiting the car we both began out trek to the main entrance of the mall. Seeing the store that had my dress I made a beeline for it, dragging Mikoto behind me before she could drag us somewhere else. Walking through the automatic sliding doors we walked to the front desk. From the corner of my eyes I saw Mikoto pouting as she looked through the store's window to the shoe store across the way, looking at it longingly. I smirked slightly, she really wanted to go to that shoe store.

Seeing my smirk she frowned and opened her mouth about to say something when the clerk asked us if we needed help finding something.

Snapping my head towards the red haired woman I smiled. "A dress was tailored here for me, I'm supposed to pick it up today."

She looked skeptical for a second, giving me a once over before scoffing. "Yeah right, like you could afford something like that from here." She spat out disgustedly, grimacing at my clothes.

'The nerve of this bitch, I could kick her ass to Tim buck two with my little pinky finger.' I though.

After all the martial arts and self defense classes my father made me take, wanting me to protect myself from strangers in foreign countries, I was positive I could.

Besides, I thought my clothes looked pretty damn good.

I growled at her. "Just check for a dress that was to be picked up today by a Sakura Haruno."

She in turn sneered at me. "Why should I?"

"Because you work here."

Her eyes widened before narrowing at me.

"It's not like you're doing anything work wise anyway, just humor me and check."

She grinned evilly at me for taking a quick glance at the paper before looking back at me. "Not here sorry."

I gaped at her, she didn't even look long enough to read a full name! The nerve of this bitch.

We continued to bicker back and forth. So caught up in the argument I didn't even notice Mikoto walk over to someone else, I only realized she had left when she came back grinning with an older male.

"Is there a problem here?"

The red head looked at the man shocked, too stunned to speak.

"She wont let me pick up my dress that was made for me." I told the man, getting over the shock that Mikoto was with the man.

The red head snapped out of her stupor and glared at me trying to defend herself. "You don't have a dress here!"

"Is your name on the list?" he asked raising an eyebrow at the both of us.

"Yes." "No." we both said at the same time, further confusing the man.

"You gave a half assed glance that was too quick to even read a full name." I bark at her, completely outraged.

The man reached for the clip board. "Name?"

"Sakura Haruno." I told him absentmindedly looking at his name tag, I completely blanked out the name, my mind only registering the big red letters that said 'MANAGER' that adorned the black tag.

Looking over the paper he scowled. The red head smirked thinking she was right.

"Mai, she was right, you didn't look, her name is first on the list." Her smirk dropped as I grinned triumphantly at her.

The man ignored her stuttering as he lead Mikoto and I to the back of the store to get my dress. After he handed the clothing covered in a black cloth to Mikoto she took a peek at it and smiled. Just as I was peeking over her shoulder to get a glimpse of the dress she zipped it back up.

"Nuh uh, you can't see this till tomorrow when the dance starts.

I pouted at her. "Then how will I know what shoes to wear?"

Damn, I really shouldn't have said anything. The evil glint in her eyes told me we'd be here a long time.

Sasuke's P.O.V

I groaned irritably. My final class of the day and I have to end it with PE… everyday. It wouldn't have been that bad if I didn't have Lee and Gai-sensei there today. Most days it's Anko who's teaching our class so it isn't that bad. But today with both of them here… I could already imagine the horror.

I could hear the two of them shouting each other's name in the locker rooms.

Walking out into the gym I quickly found my friends in the farthest corner away from the fangirls. The only problem, I have to walk by them to get to my friends.

I can see it now, the leader of the pack begging me to take her to the dance.

I sighed, might as well get it over with. And what do you know! Here she comes! Am I psychic or what?

"Sasuke-kun!" she screeched like a banshee and came stumbling towards me. I tried to ignore her and keep walking but she ran right in front of me, making me stop unless I just right over her.

"What do you want Karin." I sighed and looked at her. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. She looked pretty upset.

"What's your deal?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

"Look," she started, taking a breath before continuing. "I know you're just playing hard to get Sasuke, but this is getting ridiculous."

I wanted to groan. I was not playing hard to get!

"I'll forgive you if you just take me to homecoming. And don't you dare say you can't because you have a girlfriend, if you do I'll have to punish you." She said, trying to sound seductive.

I gagged.

I placed a hand over my mouth to keep the vomit a bay.

Just then my friends decided to show, all of them looking disgusted. I believe it's safe to assume they heard what she had said.

"That's disgusting Karin." Ino said looking at the red head in disgust.

Karin chose to ignore the blonde and kept looking at me, obviously waiting for an answer.

I took a deep breath before exhaling. "I'm not taking you to homecoming, I already have a date."

Everyone looked surprised at this.

"What, who?!" Karin demanded. I glared at her. No one demands a male Uchiha to do anything, except for their woman, that's why Sakura's the exception, the only exception.

I didn't answer her but then Naruto asked.

"Seriously dude, who are you taking?"

I face him to answer him. "My girlfriend." Everyone groaned disbelievingly.

"Seriously bro." Kiba asked exasperatedly.

"Really this is getting kind of old." Ino agreed.

"I'm serious." I told them all.

"Uh huh." Karin grunted out making me look at her. "If you have a girlfriend how's come none of us have seen proof? I mean c'mon, at least give us a name and description to work with here."

They all nodded. I stared at my so called friends disbelievingly. I can't believe their taking her side in this. But I decided to tell them anyway.

"Her name is Sakura Haruno." They all seemed surprised I gave up a name. Did they really think I would just supposedly give up my so called charade? They actually looked like they were about to believe me… then Karin ruined it.

"And what does this Sakura Haruno look like?" she asked a bit skeptical.

"She has pink hair, that's natural, and green eyes, also natrual." I told them blatantly, completely serious. They gaped at me. Now they think I'm lying.

"Pink hair? Seriously dude, at least pick a more believing hair color next time you make up a fake girlfriend."

I sighed and shook my head ruefully.

"Will we ever see this Sakura girl?" Karin asked smirking a bit triumphantly. Cocky bitch.

"Yes like I said, I'm taking her to homecoming tomorrow." My friends sighed and seemed to give up. Karin on the other hand till looked smug, like she knew she would get me as a prize at the dance. Crazy psychotic bitch.

"Well, I guess I'll see you two at the dance then?" I nodded, albeit reluctantly. She turned around and walked up to her friends and started gossiping. Next thing I knew they all whip out their phones.

I'll bet that by the time this class is over and I walk home, the whole school will think I have an imaginary pixy fairy girlfriend. Fantastic.

Next chapter… homecoming! Look forward to it within the next couple of days! Sorry for the late update too, next one will be sooner than you all think! I promise!