I'm back! Stupid Writer's Block. Anyone got any Pocky? I need some depserately! Mail me some :3 Anyways. Continuing... THE SECOND CHAPER IS HERE (Cue the starwars theme song, roflmao.) You guys better enjoy it, it took me like a week to type all this crap! :O
His Wings
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"Do you have to go?" I groaned, taking accustom to hanging around with my handsome new angel friend. He smirked, flicking my nose.
"You have school in an hour, but I promise I'll be back in a few days, I have to report to Tsunade."
"How many days?" I inquired, shoving my hand behind my back, crossing my fingers, hoping for at most two days.
"I'll be back by the end of this week, so we can hang out this weekend." My face dropped, and I fell back into my pillow, groaning loudly.
Sasuke laughed good naturedly, and pulled my body back up. I stared at his fluttering wings. He smirked again, getting up, grabbing my bag off my desk chair, and plopping it on my bed in front of me.
"What if.. something happens like when you saved me that one time? What if my father attacks me again?" His eyes turn serious, as he walks back over to me, sitting down across from me.
"I'll be there to protect you, duh." He rolls his eyes, watching me frown at his obvious response. He pats my knee and I blush, still getting used to his affection. I know it is only friendly though. My thoughts cloud slightly as I remember the no romance rule.
"Sakura, seriously? You know you won't be majorly harmed while I'm around. I wouldn't let that happen. Ever." He pulls me up by my new healed arm, and pushes me towards my door, flinging a jacket at me.
"Now begone with you, mundane!" He joked sarcasticly, winking at me, and pulling on his own jacket, flinging himself out the window. I hear a small grunt from outside and realize he has fallen in my mothers rose bush.
"Be careful!" I yell, laughing lightly as I hear a muttered string of curses.
I close my bedroom door and head downstairs, sighing in relief to find my father curled up on the couch, snoring softly. I tiptoe to the front door, peeling it open slowly, wincing as it creaks every so slightly. My father sturs, mutters something, and continues to snore. I pull the door closed behind me and walk down the street towards the school.
I take in the scenery on the walk, checking my phone every so often to make sure I'm on time. I pull out my headphones, and place them over my ears, flicking the shuffle on my iPod. I head into the school, walking through the mass of students, towards my locker. My hand finds my mother's necklace in comfort, as I pulls at my lock, and fling open my locker door.
I throw my backpack in the small metal 'hole in the wall', and grab my textbooks and notebooks for Calculus and Literature. I hear my name being called before my shoulder is slammed into the lockers, with a loud clang. I turn to glare at the stranger, only for my eyes to meet red.
"You'd had better watch out, Haruno, your little boy toy isn't here to protect you now." Karin sneered, her clones Ino and Ami nodding in silent agreement with their glares.
"Excuse me?" My eyes narrow, my mind racing with millions of words for the sight in front of me.
"You heard me, pinky. That deviliously attractive guy you were with Saturday wasn't even interested in you, why would he be? Anyway, he won't save you here. His type is probably more like me." She flips her hair, as I watch the students make their way around Karin and her clones. I move to snap back, my tongue ready to throw words at her cunningly, but a voice beats me to it.
"I didn't know Sasuke was into hookers. That's a new one, he looked more like he's into a skinny jeans kinda girl." Naruto scoffs, pulling up to my side, his arms crossing. Karin glares at him, her hands going to her uncovered hips.
"Get out of this Uzimaki, I wouldn't support emos in fights." My eyes narrow slightly more, and I move to shove her. Naruto holds out his hand, keeping me restricted in place. I still open my mouth, cutting Naruto off.
"Look here, we all know you pick on people to lessen and thin down your self conciousness, but sweetie, if it is working mentally, it sure isn't slimming you physically."
A roar of laughter comes from behind Karin, and cheering, some people even shoving her and Ino and Ami. She growls, flipping her hair once more before turning and stomping off. Naruto high fives me and grins, looking into the crowd.
"Remind me again why you hate her?" He pulls out his wallet, throwing a ten dollar bill at a guy in the hallway. I mentally bet they themselves betted money on what just happened.
"I made out with Deidera before her in eighth grade." I state simply, pulling my books onto my hip, watching Naruto raise an eyebrow.
"Wait, but wasn't he in like... eleventh grade then?" He scratches his head, watching me grin evilly. He laughs again, putting his textbook in his other hand.
"I'm impressed. Well no not really. I have to go find Hinata, and tell her about this. See you at lunch?" I nod, punching his shoulder. He growls playfully stumbling back against the lockers.
"Don't get into a fight, alright?" He grins once more, before dissapearing into the crowd of students. I smile to myself, and walk into my first period class; Literature.
I groan inwardly.
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"I want you all to get a good nights sleep this whole week, and study your asses, pardon my language, too the maximum. We're taking the pre SAT's Friday, and it will count as a grade in this class to attend, atleast pass, and do your best."
I hear the class mumble and moan as Kakashi, pulls out his "Passion novel" as he calls it, flipping to the page he was on a minute ago. Kiba raises his hand, his eyes turing to mine for a minute. I close my eyes as Kakashi calls on him.
"Can we pair up in class to study before the test?" Kakashi sighs, putting his book down again.
"Whatever, just get some studying down or you'll find yourselves in the principles office." I open my eyes again, seeing the smirk on Kakashi's mask hidden face.
I hear Karin and Ami chatter loudly about wondering which class Ino is in, and I hear Rock Lee yelling out for a partner across the already loud classroom. Neji knocks him over the head before sitting back down next to his girlfriend, TenTen.
I let out a sigh, popping my gum, and don't even bother looking for a partner. I pull out my SAT workbook and a pen, and turn the chapter I was previously working on. I hear the desk in front of mine shift, and I look up to find Kiba staring at me, a grin on his face.
"Be my partner?" I raise an eyebrow, silently wondering when Kiba has ever talked to me. Though I've never been into school drama and gossip that much, I'm sure he just wants something from me.
"Okay either Shino got transferred into another class, or you are going to fail and want to cheat off of me for the hell of it." I put my hands on the desk, smirking at his eyes as they roll playfully.
"I can't work with a hot and smart girl without being called dumb? I'm hurt." He mocks a sad face, holding his hand to his heart. I choke out a laugh, smacking his arm, and finally nod, giving in. Kiba smirked, pulling his own book out, flipping to a random page.
He leaned his head on his hands, as I asked him question after question, seeing he hadn't answered any, I looked up at him, raising my eyebrow again.
"Okay, what is it?" I sigh, hearing him choke out a laugh.
"Well you see.. there's this new resturant opening on the other side of the city, and I have no one to go with. Its a fancy resturant too, so I can't take a friend, we'd look gay both dressed formally." I watch as his cheeks turn slightly pink.
"And...?" I pop my gum, feigning boredom.
"Well, I kind of need a date, and I don't like any girls really but one of them has recently caught my eye..." I cross my arms, waiting for him to confess his crush on, I am guessing, one of my best friends, and I expect him to beg me to ask them about it.
"So whats your point? What do you want me to do about it?" I await his response, and in my mind run through a list of my friends, trying to figure out which he likes.
"..It's you." My head snaps towards his eyes, and I notice he is blushing even more.
"Y-you like me?" His confession throws me off balance mentally, stopping all the thoughts that I was previously going through.
"Uhm... yeah?" He lets out an awkward laugh, his arm stretching back to rub his neck, a Naruto characteristic.
"So you want me to go with you to a fancy resturant.. on a date.. because you like me." I feel stupid as I recalled our previous words, wondering why I never expected Kiba to like me.
"Would you?" He smiles innocently, his cheeks flaring with color.
My mind goes to Sasuke, my angel friend, and I feel sad, because I realize, I want it to be Sasuke who asks me out on a date. But I know its impossible, romance is against the rules. My eyes drift to Kiba again, as I look at him, his shaggy brown hair, his always teasing brown eyes, and his slightly muscled figure. He is handsome, I admit to myself.
Not as sexy as Sasuke, a voice in my head murmurs, and I shake my hair, ridding the voice.
I can learn to like Kiba, I realize, because he is nice, funny, and hot. My head nods involuntarily, and I watch him grin widely, showing his pearly white teeth.
"Thats great!" He leans back, sighing in relief. I smile at him, trying to reain my composure and get back to studying.
My mind drifts back to Sasuke without my consent, and I half listen to what Kiba is saying about the date.
"Do you want me to pick you up at your house at say... 6? How about Friday?" I nod again, wondering only half about what my father will say or do if Kiba shows up at my house. I give him my address, and he gets back to studying, a blush still apparent on his devilious features.
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After surviving through Calculus, Photography and Europe History, I make my way through the student filled hallway to the cafeteria, and head for the lunch line. Nothing really looks nice for lunch today, so I grab a veggie burger and a box of pocky (A/N: OMFG. HELL NO. EVERYONE HAS POCKY BUT ME. NOOOOOOOOO.) and move to pay, then head to the table at the back where I see Naruto over the numorous heads. I plop down across from them in a chair, seeing Naruto grin and Hinata smile, her hand going to Naruto's arm around her neck.
"Sakura-chan! You pissed of Karin badly this morning! People say she spent the whole of first period in the bathroom!" Naruto grins again, stabbing a mouthful of ramen, and shoving it in his mouth.
"G-good for you, Sakura, don't let anyone put you down." Hinata smiles, picking up her sandwich. I smile back, unwrapping my burger, taking a small bite, and pulling out my water bottle from my bag.
"So Hinata and I were going to go bowling Saturday night, you wanna come? You can bring Sasuke along, I liked that guy." Naruto grins again, putting his chopsticks down on a napkin. I contemplate it for a second before giving in, nodding at Naruto's overjoy.
"So, S-sakura, did anything else happen today, bar what went on this morning?" Hinata takes another bite of her sandwich, wiping Naruto's mouth with her napkin, finding a pice of ramen on his face. He laughs, kissing her cheek.
"Uhm, Kiba asked me out." I look down at my burger, fiddling with a stray piece of lettuce. Naruto grins again, and Hinata blushes.
"That bastard! He finally did it." Naruto sits back, retracting his arm from around Hinata, and places them on his stomach, letting out a hearty laugh. I glare at him, throwing the piece of lettuce at his face.
"You knew about this!" I grin, showing him I am not mad. He nods, leaning across the table slightly.
"Are you kidding? That bastards been running round the school asking everyone how to ask you out for weeks! How did you not know?" He grins evilly.
"I don't know." I admit meekly, realizing I had been to tied up with Sasuke to realize it. I finish my veggie burger, sticking my box of pocky in my bag for later. The bell rings, and studentsbusy themselves by shoving their way out of the cafeteria to get to the last class of the day. I stand up, throwing away my trash, and picking up my books.
Naruto and Hinata hold hands, as they move past me to English.
"Don't forget! Bowling!" He yells over his shoulder pulling Hinata to his side.
I make my way to Chemistry, sighing, as I hope Sasuke comes back early.
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By Wednesday night, I still haven't seen Sasuke, and I begin to feel sad. My thoughts drift to the date I have with Kiba in two days, and I wonder what Sasuke would think, if he heard about it.
I bend down to check on the roast into the oven, and check the time. My dad sits at the table in the kitchen, yet another beer in his hand, as he reads the paper. I realize that he hasn't hit me in three days, almost a record.
"Father?" I turn to him, as I pull out two plates from the cabinet above the sink. He grunts, turning his eyes from the paper to me.
"Would it be okay if I went to the library to study after dinner? I have to get some books for the pre SAT's coming up. I can stop by the store and get some grocerys too if you want."
He finishes his beer, and crushes it, lugging it towards the trash can. It falls in with a small noise.
"Whatever. Just be home before nine." I nod, and check the time again, pulling out the tray out of the oven, putting it on the counter.
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My thoughts of the SAT in two days cloud my thoughts as I enter the library, heading over to the cafe, ordering my usual latte, and sitting down at a table, pulling out my school books. Shizune waves to me from across the spacious room, and I smile, waving back.
I start on my Calculus homework, finishing it in under thirty minutes and move to resume my SAT studying.
Out of the corner of my eye I see a man walk into the library and head straight for the fantasy section; my favorite part of the library. I feel his eyes staring at my back, and I tun around, my own green eyes meeting red.
The man has long black hair, red eyes, and looks about twenty five, I am guessing. His gaze is intense as they bore into my eyes. I can't help but gasp, at the slight resemblence to Sasuke. This freaks me out a little, as I pick up my books, and slowly make my way out of the library uttering a goodbye to Shizune.
I admit that man felt dangerous to me, and I couldn't help but walk slightly faster as I headed home, forgetting about going shopping.
I wasn't going to tell Sasuke about this, I didn't want to worrying him anymore than he should be.
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I wake up the next morning feeling as if someone is in the room with me. My mind switches into panic mode, as I stare into the darkness, getting ready to scream, as I turn on the light, wincing as I do so.
I expect to see the same dangerous man from the library but the only person in my sight is the person I have missed for days.
Sasuke sits on my desk chair, smirking as I put a hand to my mouth to hide my grin. He gets up, crossing his arms.
"Sorry about that, Tsunade was bitching at me for meeting you in the library before I saved you that night. I remember the guy in the library, but push it from my mind, as I smile and run up to him, hugging him. He grunts, patting my back awkwardly.
"Humans." He mutters, a smirk still on his face. I pull back and turn to fix the covers on my bed. I remember the bowling date with Naruto and Hinata.
"Hey, do you remember my two friends we met at the park, a few weeks back?" Sasuke aids me, pulling the other side of the cover up, and lies on the bed, turning towards me.
"Uh, yeah, that loud blonde boy and his girlfriend?" He puts his arms under his head, leaning upwards to meet my eyes.
I pull a pair of jeans out the closet and a shirt, kicking his boots away from the door, which were carelessly thrown there.
"They want me to go bowling with them this weekend, and they said you could come too." Sasuke nods, smirking still.
"Fine, but I warn you, that blonde guys going down, I rock at bowling." I smack him with my shirt, before walking into the bathroom to shower and change, leaving Sasuke on my bed, a smug look plastered on his handsome features.
As I step into the shower, I think of the many possiblities to tell Sasuke of my date with Kiba, finding not one applicable to use.
Minutes later, I step out of the shower, a towel wrapped around my body, another wringing out my wet hair. I stare into the the mirror, seeing my scars have healed, and lessened in color.
Sasuke knocks on the bathroom door. I open it, staring at his face. He smirks.
"SInce that dobe and his girlfriend blocked up my Saturday plans with you, do you wanna hit the pool after dark? They keep it warm." I smile, about to nod when my mind darts back to Kiba, and my face drops, along with my heart.
"I uhm... I have a date tonight.." I rub the back of my head, blushing as Sasuke's eyes scan my face for a hint of sarcasm. When he finds none, he crosses his arms, frowning slightly.
"Well, I hope you have fun." He acts as if it is nothing, but I can see a hint of hurt in his eyes. I think about canceling the date, but I know it will do no good, I can't think of Sasuke in a romantic way, and definately cannot have myself falling in love with him.
He ruffles my hair, his face plastered in a side grin. He shuts the door so I can dress, and I hear him lay down on my bed in my room. When I'm dressed, and after pulling my hair into a messy bun and brushingmy teeth, I head back out to my room, seeing a note on my pillow.
Tsunade needs me, Pinky. I'll be back by tomorrow, promise.
Have fun on your date.
Sasuke.
My thoughts drift to Sasuke, and I involuntarily touch the note to my lips, as if to kiss it. I put the note in my borrowed library book, hoisting my books into my arms, and drift down the stairs, seeing my father alseep on the couch. For once, there is no alchahol bottles or ciggarettes present near him. I can't help but lean down, a small smile on my face, as I plant a kiss on his forehead. He grunts, turning on his side.
"Hana..." He murmurs, still asleep. Tears come to my eyes, as I open the front door, shutting it behind me.
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Friday flies by, and I find myself, what seems like seconds later, staring into the mirror, not recognizing myself.
My hair is twisted at the side of my neck, in curls, and my eyes are brimmed with slight eyeliner and makeup. I smooth down my short baby pink dress, stepping into my heels. I creak open the bathroom door, listening, scared that my father may still be in the house. When I hear nothing, I propose to myself Kiba will be here in a minute and my dad will be at work until late.
I grab my clutch and walk downstairs, staring at the two beer cans on the coffee table. I pick them up, and also clean out my father's ashtray, looking around our elegant house. Its a shock that no matter how much he smokes or drinks, he wants his house to stay clean.
The doorbell chimes, and I jump, turning to the tainted glass on the door, seeing Kiba standing there. I fix my hair, twisting open the door, smiling at him. his mouth lies agape, his hands clutching a small white rose.
"You look... beautifal." He holds out the flower, and I take it, pecking him on the cheek, and taking his outstretched arm.
I can't help but wonder what my first date, if I ever had it, would be like with Sasuke.
Kiba opens the door of his car for me, and I smile getting in, pushing all thoughts of Sasuke away.
Just for tonight.
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We sit in the new resturant, and I marvel at its elegance. The place smells of mint, a fresh and sharp smell.
A waiter takes our orders, and I sip my water, gaping at how the waiter brought out all drinks in wine glasses. Kiba grins at me, taking a gulp of his soda.
"This place is nice." I remark, staring at the dainty porcelain plate the waiter sets in front of me with my filet mignon on it. I take a small bite, staring at Kiba, who is attempting to stab his fork into a shrimp. I giggle, and he blushes, letting out a half grin. He finally gets it on his fork, and holds it in front of me, gesturing for me to try it.
I roll my eyes, biting it off the fork. I nod in approval and swallow the food.
"You're such a romantic." I stress out, amusmant in my voice. Kiba smirks, taking a bite of his salad. We end up discussing colleges and the Pre-SAT exam coming up. I tell him I plan on attending medical school and he reveals he wants to be a police officer. I smile daintily at him, as out waiter takes our empty plates, promising our desserts are coming right up.
"That's good that you want to do something good for people." I dab my napkin to my lips, putting my hand on the table. His hand covers mine, a small blush on his face.
"I could say the same to you, Doctor Haruno." I smile widely, winking at him.
Time seems to pass quickly as we eat our tiramasu, chatting happily. Kiba pays the bill, and gingerly takes my hand, leading my outside towards his car. We stand outside of it for a few minutes, before Kiba leans closer to me.
His hands find my cheeks, gently brushing them, and I close my eyes. My mind imagines it is not Kiba about to kiss me but Sasuke. Sasuke's hands on my cheeks, Sasuke's lips about to meet mine, Sasuke's ebony eyes closed in happiness. I push the thoughts away as Kiba's lips touch mine, his hand moving to my neck to pull me closer.
I grip his shoulders gently, smiling, as he pulls back, his eyes opening.
"Sakura..." He murmurs, and I smile at him, my hands on his chest, pushing him away slightly. He opens my door for me, and gets in himself, pulling out of the parking lot. I pull out my phone, and see that it is almost midnight, and my father will already be home.
I curse outloud, seeing it is almost midnight, and franticly turn to Kiba, my hand on his forearm.
"Can you please hurry up. I ..er ... passed my curfew." He looks confused for a second, but nods anyway, speeding up.
We are a block from my house, when I realize if Kiba drops me off on my doorstep, he could catch my father drunk, and yelling at me. I tell Kiba to stop, and lean over, thanking him dearly for the date. I kiss his lips, watching his dazed look as he drives away.
I breathe in, closing my eyes as I walk up my sidewalk. I pull my hair out of its band, and pull my dress down, taking off my heels, hiding them behind my back as I unlock the front door, pushing it open and step inside.
"Where the hell have you been this time, you little pink bitch?" I hear my father's voice from near me, and I wince.
He's been binge drinking this time, my mind concludes.
"I went out with Naruto and Hinata, I'm sorry its late, there was an accident on the road by Tiffany's-" A hand comes out of the dark room and slams me into the wall, knocking the hall mirror to the side.
"Sure you did, you whore." His voice mutters against my neck, and I smell beer all over him.
"Please, father, I'm just tired, I need to get some sleep-" His hand pulls my hair and slams my head into the wall, and I feel blood drip down my forehead.
"Like Hell I will!" He screams into my ear, slamming me against the wall once more. I hear my head crack, and my neck is in pain from his grip.
"Sasuke..." I whisper ever so quietly so my drunken father in front of me cannot hear.
"Save me.. please..." I close my eyes, hoping for a miracle.
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OH SHIT. MAJOR CLIFFHANGER YO. Anyway, sorry this took so long. I have been bombarded by stuff. My schedule has cleared up somewhat, so if you want I will take a few requests. The next Rhythm chapter should be out in a few days, look out for it! This will ultimately be my longest story in both words and hopefully chapters. It seems I have a lot of ideas for this one. Though it would suck if I got writers block on this. I better not jinx myself. Anyway, I sincerely apologize for any spelling errors or mistakes partaking to the Naruto series, and the fact that Sakura's inner hasn't shown up yet. Please Read and Review? Thank you :) Have a nice day.
SO DAMN CLOSE TO 5,000 WORDS. GRRRR, THATS STUPID. Anyway. Love you all! :)