Sorry for the lack of updates you guys...i was distracted by this thing call "Bleach" xD i actually finish 211 episodes in about 3 weeks (if you don't count the one or two weeks where i'm buried neck deep with hw, essays, and SAT)
on the other hand...my itasaku muse finally made an appearance!! i'm about half done with it (yay!) it's going to be a oneshot (probably) so please support me in that story too 3
Disclaimer: i don't own "Naruto"...i just enjoy whoring Sakura out...
At seven O'clock, Sakura leave the hospital and take her usual route home. She stops by a grocery store and buys a few ingredients needed for a simple meal for her and Deidara. Balancing the grocery bag on her hips, the pink hair woman walks down the dark street humming to herself. In the midst of her favorite song, Sakura feels a presence behind her. She twirls around body tense ready to defend herself. No one is there.
Swallowing down her paranoia, she turns around and starts walking a little faster.
Sakura eyes the dim lamppost wearily, wishing that the damn thing would be brighter. Then, she hears it. Faint footsteps coming from behind her. Sakura spins around, her temper going up a notch. No one is there.
"Who's there?!?!?!" She was getting pissed dammit!! Sakura break off into a run. She quickly glances back and sees someone wearing all black chasing after her. The petite woman growls. 'He's fast,' she thought, 'Dammit! I'm not wearing the right clothes and shoes for running too! At this rate…' adrenaline pumps into Sakura's legs as she makes a sharp right. She throws another small glance over her shoulder, and nearly stumbles over her feet. There are three of them chasing her now! Sakura's legs burn and her breath comes in harsh pants. She gasps when she trips over a piece of rock and her grocery spills onto the floor. When she looks up, her three assailants quietly tower over her. She curses and forces herself to stand and get into a defensive stance. The medic observes her attackers. They all have black clothing, the kind that blends in with the shadow. What the hell do they want with her?
"What the hell do you want with me?"
"Let's go have some fun," one of her assailants speak up, "Let's go have some fun…Sakura-chann"
"How did you know my name?" Sakura's eyes widen and narrow in suspicion. Why does she feel like she heard his voice somewhere?
"Mou…you look so tense, relax a little…Sakura-chann…right sweetheart?" A female?
"Hn" Sakura blinks. Hn? There's only one person she knows that says that. That person also happens to hang out with a certain idiot who comes up with stupid ideas and goes out with a certain girl who loves to torment her. Using a sudden burst of anger and speed, she grabs her first attacker by the neck and held him down. Quickly before she loses her grip, she pulls off his hood and reveals a familiar mop of blonde hair.
"NARUTO!!!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU BAKA!!!" Drawing back her fist, Sakura proceeds to give Naruto one of the biggest beating she ever gave him.
"WHAT WERE-punch-YOU-smack- THINKING? -heel drop- YOU FREAKING-roundhouse kick-GAVE ME A-side kick-HEART ATTACK-body throw-YOU IDIOT!!! CHA!!!!"
"Sa-Sa-Sakura-chann…I'm sorry Sakura-chan!! I'll never do it again!!"
"The hell you won't!! And you two!" Sakura glares at the couple. "How the hell did you guys get rope into his pathetic scheme?"
"Ahaha, you know how he is Forehead, he can be really persuasive sometimes. He just came up to me and Sasuke…and we were drinking a little bit…and we were talking and laughing…and then this happen! Ahaha…"
A dark aura surrounds Sakura and Ino and Naruto flinch away from it (Sasuke was too cool for flinching, however, he did inwardly cringe). A small curse flows from Sakura when she notices the grocery on the ground. She bend down and pick them up, breathing a sigh of relief when she realizes that they are still usable. Dusting herself off, she turns to her three friends.
"Well? What are you doing here? Beside harassing me that is."
"Aww. Don't say that, Sakura-chan. You've been so busy at work that we don't get to see you anymore. Come out with us tonight, Sakura-chan!!"
"Sorry Naruto but I have to go to someone's house tonight"
"Oh?" Ino butt in, "Going to a man's house Sakura?"
Sakura blushes, "It's not like that Ino-Pig! It's just that I have to take care of him until he gets better."
"EHH?? Sakura-chan, you have a boyfriend?!?!" Naruto yells, not listening at all.
The pink hair woman sighs, "He's not my boyfriend Naruto…He saved me from an accident and got hurt. Now I'm helping him with some stuff until he gets better."
"So how long are you going to be helping this guy?" Sasuke suddenly speaks up.
"Umm, until he gets his sight back." Sasuke raises his eyebrow and Sakura flushes under his onyx gaze. "He lost his sight because of me. He's…a photographer. And…and because of me…he can't do that anymore and I don't know when he would get his sight back. So until then, I'm going to stay by him and help him however I can."
Sasuke nods, "I see."
Ino hugs Sasuke's arm, "That's so romantic!! Wait a minute…is he cute? How old is he? What kind of person is he?"
"Wait a minute Ino!! I told you that it's not like that!!" Sakura turns and walks down the street; away from the psycho people she called friends. The said psychos quickly match her pace and Naruto throws his arm around Sakura, completely ignoring the death glare she's giving him.
"Let's go to "Samehada" tomorrow night, Sakura-chan, I heard that place is really good. We haven't had a drinking contest for a while too."
Sakura snorts and shrugs his arm off, "You know as well as I do that you can't beat me in a drinking contest, Naruto."
"That's not true!! I beat you that one time!!"
"That was because I beat Kiba and you suddenly challenged me and besides, is Hinata even okay with you going out and drinking yourself stupid?"
"A win is a win, Sakura-chan. Hinata's coming too so it's okay!!"
Sakura sighs, "Fine…I'll go tomorrow. But I'm not going to have a drinking contest with you"
"Yay!! Then we'll pick you up at 8 tomorrow night!"
Sakura have a feeling that she's going to have a big headache by the end of the night.
In Deidara's kitchen, the exotic aroma of curry rouses one hungry artist from couch into the kitchen, drops of drool making a trail on the floor. Sakura gently stir the curry, bring the spoon to her lips to taste it, and hums in approval.
"By that moan I take it that the curry turned out good, un?"
Sakura gives a small squeak and turns to see an amused Deidara.
"That wasn't a moan!" said a cherry faced Sakura, "And it's almost done so hold on for a minute."
The blind artist chuckles, "What ever you say, Sakura-chan. Do I get a taste, un?" Deidara grins and opens his mouth. Sakura sighs. She gently blows on the spoon and place it on Deidara's tongue, trying hard to ignore the intimacy of the situation.
"It's good, un!" he exclaims.
Sakura frowns, "You sound surprise. How rude, did you expect me to be a bad cook or something?"
"Ahaha," Deidara sweatdrops and scratches his head, "it's just that it's a lot better than I expected, un. Where did you learn to cook like that?"
"My mom taught me when I was little. She taught me a lot of stuff when I was young but she passed away when I was 14 in a car accident." Sakura carries the curry filled plates over to the table and pulls Deidara into his seat.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, un."
Sakura gives a gentle smile, "Don't worry about it, it was a long time ago." The rest of the meal continues in a comfortable silence.
After the meal, they laze around the couch talking about random things from movies to politics and finally, his pictures. Sakura listens with wide eyes as Deidara becomes alive with mirth as he talks about his art. His passionate voice draws her in and she can feel herself falling in love with his art. She watches his hands wave wildly, infecting her with his excitement.
"…And it's like a rush of adrenaline going through your body, in that one second, you see a picture perfect moment, un. There's no planning no pose. Just you and the camera. And then you capture that life moment, the moment of daily life that most people don't care for, something they never notice and you synchronize it with your own feelings and put it into picture form, un."
Deidara pants as his speech comes to an end. He collapses onto the couch and blindly reaches for his tea. Sakura grabs his hand and guides it to the teacup. As he drinks from his cup, Sakura stares at Deidara as if seeing him for the first time. It surprises her that a person like him (short-tempered, lazy, playboy him) can be so passionate. When she was his house earlier, she figured that he likes photography or even love it but she had no idea that he was this crazy about it.
"Hey. Sakura? Heyyyy are you listening to me?"
Sakura snaps out of her train of thought.
"Huh?" was her intelligent reply.
Deidara sigh, "I asked you for the time, un."
"Oh. It's 10 o'clock," Sakura said, a little bit surprise. She's been in his house for four hours.
"I should go home now. I have work tomorrow…do you need anything else?"
"Nah."
"Okay, then. I have to go somewhere tomorrow night so I'll just come by around 7 for a little bit."
"Sure"
"I'll come by with some breakfast tomorrow too."
"Okay."
"Goodnight Deidara."
"Goodnight"
Sakura opens the door.
"Sakura?"
"Yes?"
"Aren't you going to help me shower, un?"
The answer to his question is the loud slam of his front door.
Ahahaha i couldn't help but add that last line there...it just seems like Deidara thing to do, lol