Chapter 9 – Rejected II
A/N- My beta is working on fixing this so I might edit this and post up a new chapter later and I am now!! Anyway read and review I love it when people give me their opinions! :D
Disclaimer- Don't Naruto but that won't stop me from trying!
(Sakura's P.O.V)
I clutched the cup in my hand harder than I usually would and grimaced when I heard the tell tale crack that told me I had just destroyed my third cup in a matter of minutes.
"For God's sake calm down would you! We can do this. We will get him to listen. We will get him to go out with us!" My inner shouted fire in her eyes while she pumped her fist in the air. A backdrop of a sunset flicked through my mind reminding me of another set of idiots, Lee and his demented sensei Gai.
"How? Tell me how you plan to do that? First we reject him for years and when we finally kiss all I can think of is Sasuke-teme and I beat the crap out of him!" I replied looking at the broken cup and feeling the relentless tears creep back into my already bloodshot and puffy eyes.
"Stop it now you stupid bitch!" she shouted back as she waved her inspirational fist at me.
"Crying isn't bloody going to get us anything! What we need is a plan of action!" She cursed as she sat down at a desk and put a ridiculous pair of spectacles on the edge of her nose.
I stared at her in disbelief as she began to scribble onto a sheet of imaginary paper. Sick of trying to outsmart my subconscious, I walked into my small kitchen and use some generic paper towels to wipe the coffee off my sweat pants.
Using my mind's eye I checked on my inner-self and mentally slapped myself. She had a large sheet of paper and was drawing squares beside each sentence she had written. Oh my god! The sheet of paper is called, 'The Ultimate Way to get the Sexiest Ninja in Konoha to be your One and Only!' Yeah and that isn't a mouthful.
"We could call it 'Operation get the Sexy Beast,' for short!" She practically screamed.
"No." I replied flatly. The tone I used reminded me of the way Naruto had rejected me in the hospital. He shot me down without a sense of remorse or even trying to let me down gently. It was just cold and emotionless. Just like that bastard; just like Sasuke.
"What's the first objective?" I asked in spite of myself. Not only was I technically talking to myself, I was actually agreeing to a plan made up by the craziness I dare to call my subconscious.
I sighed when my inner self grinned deviously, looking at the sheet in front of her before saying.
"Oh he's not going to know what hit him!" She gave me another mischievous smile and told me to fix myself up; apparently we are going man hunting.
"I am not wearing that Ino!" I squealed out of breath, clutching the stitch that was forming in my side and stooping down beside my friend.
"Well nothing you own says slut and you asked me for help so you are going to wear what I give you!" Ino replied calmly as she wiped the sweat from her forehead and stayed out of my reach.
I winced at the pain in my side. Damn, I just had to ask for her help, didn't I? I'm a glutton for punishment. After discussing the first part of "Operation get the Sexy Beast" with my mad inner-self we had come to the conclusion that I wasn't going to be able to make Naruto jealous with anything that I had to wear. I had nothing sexy or anything that said "slut" as Ino so eloquently put it, so I had to ask someone for help. Calling Ino was my only option and now after chasing her halfway round Konoha for calling me fat, I'm now starting to regret my decision.
"Alright I'm sorry, you're not fat. I was merely stating that you are bigger than me," Ino whispered. I barely heard it but nodded in her direction before asking if she wanted to grab something to eat.
"We can go to Ichiraku's if you want," I suggested trying not to sound like I had an ulterior motive.
" For Christ sakes, your like a love sick puppy! Just try not to drool if Naruto is there forehead!" she exclaimed incredulously, taking out her ponytail and redoing it.
I looked through my hair over at the object of my affection, trying to be inconspicuous as I slurped up some noodles.
I watched as he basically inhaled his ramen, the noodles and broth disappearing behind his skilled lips. It reminds me of the kiss we shared. It was a magical moment; despite the near death experience anyway.
As if he heard my mind ramble on Naruto turned in his stool and caught me staring shamelessly at him. Leaving the half eaten bowl of ramen on the counter he waved farewell to the owner and left the tiny restaurant.
Opting for the same thing I threw the money onto the counter and ran outside looking wildly around the street and trying to find my blonde team mate.
Spotting him to my left I ran in his direction and abandoned phase one of "Operation get the Sexy Beast." Instead of trying to make him jealous I was running full pelt towards a shock of blonde spiky hair not too far into the distance.
Slowing to a jog I reached his side and tapped his slightly taller muscular shoulder.
"Hi, Naruto! I saw you leave and wanted to talk to you about something," I managed to get out as I tried to catch my breath. He stood looking warily at me as I continued to slow my breathing down to a manageable rate
"Would you like to…….," was all that escaped my lips before he raised his hand in the ninja's way of saying stop.
" Um, actually before you say anything else I'm late for a date so I've got to go," he muttered before turning around leaving me in his wake.
"For Christ sake I think we just got rejected! Again!" My inner screamed the sentence before she got the same fiery look in her eyes and said.
"Oh that's it! We are moving straight past phase one and on to phase two. Nobody rejects Sakura Haruno once, never mind twice, that insatiable bastard!"