Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been updating as much as I'd like, but c'mon. It's Summer ! Anyway, I'[m changing up the signs a little, so I don't want you to get confused if I don't put label the sign during the story.

◘ Author's Note

• Change in P.O.V

○ ○ ○ = Flashback

Chapter Ten

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Jealousy

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Sakura's P.O.V.:

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"Ino, hurry the fuck up!" The irritated pinkette shouted for the millionth time that night. She sat there and listened as her voice echoed throughout the blonde's medium-sized house. It was bad enough that her loud friend had unwillingly dragged Sakura from her comfy bed, but then she'd pulled up to the Yamanaka household. And on top of that, she was taking her sweet time getting ready.

"Relax, will ya!" Ino said as she came down the stairs wearing a purple and black plaid miniskirt, a blue and white-lace camisole, white knee-high boots, a purple Gucci bag and a black hat.

Sakura really had no idea how she did it, but the blond before her managed to make everything match and looked good doing it.

"I really don't see why we have to go shopping…" she mumbled as they entered Ino's blue, two-door Honda Accord. It was obviously a new car, it even had that new-car smell.

As she was inspecting the cute car, she felt someone staring at her and began looking outside the windows. "Ino, I think someone is…" As she slowly turned to face her friend, she met piercingly bright cerulean eyes. "… Watching me?"

"Forehead," the other girl said slowly. "There's something seriously wrong with you." Sakura snorted. She wasn't the one bugging out over shopping! "What girl doesn't like shopping?" Ino exclaimed, revolving her confused gaze to the road.

Shaking her head, Sakura turned her emerald eyes towards her window. "I like shopping," she muttered. "Just not unnecessary shopping."

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Sasuke's P.O.V.:

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Sasuke watched blankly as his older brother and his friends hauled in the party supplies, mostly consisting of alcohol and a very advanced sound system that also had a DJ turntable.

"A little help would be nice, yeah!"

The younger Uchiha simply continued to watch as the blond, girly-looking one and the creepy dude wrapped in some kind of gauze hefted a very heavy looking box up the stairs to the entrance of the West Wing.

"You guys do know that the party's in three days, right?" he said flatly, hoping that they knew how ridiculous they looked. "Why not just hire a party planner to get your wing organized?"

The bandaged dude looked up and grunted, "Those people aren't cheap."

"Itachi's not poor." He deadpanned, a little surprised by this guy's stupidity.

"Fine, little brother," Itachi said, appearing out of thin air. "We have business to attend to, so I'll leave that trusted job to you."

Just as Sasuke was going to protest, his brother spoke again.

"Deidara, Kakuzu," the two guys perked up at the idea of leaving. "Go get Kisame. We're leaving."

Soon, Deidara, Kakuzu, Kisame, and his older brother were piling into the Bentley. Sasuke's Bentley.

'Fucking bastard!' Sasuke swore before calling one of the maids.

"Maria, I need you to call the party planners and have them decorate and prepare the entire West Wing." He began walking towards the Garage door. "We'll need the wait staff to have refreshments laid out throughout the West Wing and I expect the manor to spotless for our guests."

Without another word, the young Uchiha hopped onto his all-black (Italian) MV Agusta F4 CC and sped off to get a new outfit for the party.

(A/N: That bike costs $133,700 and has a 198 hp engine. It has a top speed of 195 and Italian-made. If that didn't sound like something Sasuke would buy, I don't know what does! :D)

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Sakura's P.O.V.:

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"That's it!" Ino squealed excitedly. "That's your party outfit!"

Sakura glanced down at herself, scrutinizing the clothing. It was definitely her style: Bad and Sexy with a hint of Seductress. Yeah, she loved it.

"So?" She met the eager platinum blonde's gaze.

"It's perfect, Ino!" The two girls giggled excitedly as they bought their outfits, earning them a curious glance from the (very cute) male cashier. As he held out Ino's receipt, she made sure to make contact with his hand and smiled flirtatiously.

Sakura could hardly believe it! She'd almost forgotten how fun it was to hang out with other girls and not her rough, rowdy guy friends. She'd forgotten how easily she could get along with other girls and roam the mall, (Ino) flirting with guys and buying clothes and to cause feminine mayhem.

At that time, the pinkette and platinum blond were sitting near the fountain in the center of the mall, (Ino was) looking for guys to flirt with. It shouldn't have been that hard, considering they were right in front of Abercrombie & Fitch. They'd just sit there and guys started looking at them, or 'sending signals' as Ino would say.

"I don't know about this, Ino." Sakura said quietly. "Why just sit here when we can look around more or just walk and you can flirt."

'It's not like they'll flirt with me anyways.' She thought indifferently.

After practically living with guys who only saw you as a sister, you got used to other guys not finding interest in you and become one of the guys.

Suddenly, Ino snapped her out of her reverie. "OMG, Sakura," she whispered as she subtly looked over the pinkette's shoulder. "One of the Models are checking you out!"

The only thing she could think was No Way. One of the smoking hot, shirtless, toned Abercrombie & Fitch models was checking her out? She shook her head in refute.

"He's probably looking at you." She stated simply, as if it were as easy as 2+2=4. "Watch, I'll prove it."

Without another word, Sakura stood and shook out her pink hair. She took a deep breath and crossed the short path to the very store that the model worked at. As she entered, she glanced at him and was immediately captivated by his gorgeous, blue-gray eyes.

As her jade eyes slid down his body, she immediately noticed his six-pack and low-riding skinny jeans that flaunted the deep V that led to his groin, before she finally looked back at his face. He was so incredibly hot! He kinda looked like someone she knew, though. With his full, pink lips, caramel-colored skin and high cheekbones.

Sakura looked into his eyes and saw that he was looking her up and down as well. She continued into the store as she felt a blush creep onto her cheeks.

'OMG! Ino was right!' She was having a party in her head. 'Maybe I can invite him to the party?'

Looking around briefly, the pinkette bought a black-and-red-plaid fitted cap that would go perfectly with her outfit for Saturday.

On the way out, bag in hand, she passed the guy again, but he stopped her this time.

"Hey." He said casually, not asking for more than a reply.

"Hi." She felt her cheeks get warm again and looked away from his warm gaze. As she walked back to a gawking Ino, Sakura swore that she saw him grin from the corner of her eye.

As she approached the blond, she kept her mouth shut. She knew that she was still blushing slightly and knew that if she opened her mouth right then, she'd probably squeal like an idiot.

"You know he's still staring, right?"

Glancing back, she saw his grin widen and started to get up.

'I can't be around him,' she thought nervously. 'I'm just gonna embarrass myself…'

'Who the fuck are you?' her inner demanded. 'The Sakura I know would get up and leave 'cause she wants him to chase her. Not 'cause she's shy!'

Deciding that her inner was right, the pinkette rose from the fountain and confidently strode up to the model. He definitely seemed to notice her change in demeanor because his eyes widened a bit as she swung her hips and tossed her hair.

"Hey again." She said softly. "I didn't catch your name."

The guy sized her up again before grinning even larger and stepping a bit closer to her.

"Hikaru Adachi," he said in a deep voice. "And who are you?"

She laughed softly at the glint of curiosity in his eyes. He wouldn't be finding out so soon.

"Sorry," she said innocently as she walked away, pausing to look over her shoulder. "You gotta work a little harder for that piece of info."

He watched her go up to the blond and walk away, giving him one last glance before winking and walking away.

They both had a feeling that they'd see each other within the mall before the day was over.

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Sasuke's P.O.V.:

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Naruto had spotted them before he had; and yes, he decided to go shopping with the dobe. They were best friends.

Anyway, they'd been walking out of Urban Outfitters, browsing for something that would have them both looking amazing at the party., when the loud blond had seen a flash of pink and felt the need to announce it to the world.

"Teme, I think I just saw Sakura!"

Sasuke felt his blood go lukewarm. He didn't hate her… yet. But he also didn't like her. She was Itachi's main link to torment his younger brother. She was gorgeous. She was real, not fake like most girls who just tell you what you want to hear. She was distracting him.

"Hey, they're going to the food court!" the loudmouth turned back to Sasuke. "We should go talk to them!"

'No we shouldn't!'

Just as the Uchiha opened his mouth, his blond friend ran off.

"Damn it!" he muttered under his breath as Naruto nearly tackled the two girls.

'Why do I hang out with him?'

The dark haired teen shook his head and began walking towards the three, muttering under his breath the whole time. When he was about halfway there, a group of girls intercepted his path. Their backs were to him, but they soon noticed his presence behind them and apologized while stepping out of his way.

Sasuke smirked, waiting for them to actually look up from the prettiest girl's phone.

"He just won't leave me alone!" she shouted, thrusting her vibrating cell into another girl's hands. "You answer it; maybe he'll think I changed my number."

'Probably an ex-boyfriend…' he concluded as he watched in amusement as they tossed the phone around until the obvious leader of the group snatched it out of one of their hands and ignored the call.

"There," she said in exasperation. "Was that so hard, Aimi?"

"Clever."

Sasuke almost grinned at their expressions as they turned and saw him standing there, hands in his pockets. The leader of the group stepped forward and gave him a confident smile, which he ignored completely.

"Excuse me." He said bluntly, meeting her eyes before stepping around her, towards the prettiest girl. As he passed beside her, he paused and took in her facial features. She was pretty in that classic Japanese kind of way. She had brown eyes, pale skin and looked as if she'd come straight out of an anime series or a manga. The one thing that had him interested was her hair.

You can already guess what color it was.

He stopped beside her and reached out to touch her cheek, having the pleasure of seeing her blush profusely. His hands then moved down to hers and took her phone from her grasp, quickly inserting his number before calling so he would have hers in return. By the time he finished, all of her friends were gaping at the two and he could hear some whispers about "Aimi's stealing Kameko's man."

"Call me sometime." He said lowly so only she could hear what he said.

He made sure to take a seat where he was still fully visible before pulling out his phone to text Naruto.

To: Dobe

From: Sasuke

Dobe, where the fuck r u?

He sat and waited for a reply before glancing up. Surprisingly, those girls were gone, he could just barely see them walking into a store further down the mall. He was just about to text the pretty one when the loudmouth texted back.

To: Teme

From: Ramen King

I'm with the girls in the food court. Where r u, teme?

He clicked reply and was typing, but a new conversation popped up.

To: Sasuke

From: Aimi

Hey, your name is Sasuke, right?

He had to smirk at that. He'd put his name into her contacts without saying his name, so she had no idea of knowing who he was unless she scanned her contacts.

To: Aimi

From: Sasuke

Yeah. I didn't think you'd actually call… wanna come eat with me?

He got her reply instantly and smirked even more at how gullible she was.

To: Sasuke

From: Aimi

Like, on a date?

To: Aimi

From: Sasuke

Yeah, a date; are you free?

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Sakura's P.O.V.:

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Sakura cursed as she almost dropped her tray of Pei Wei on her way back to Naruto and the girls. Tenten, Hinata and Temari had joined them a little bit after Naruto had shown up. They had been waiting for Sasuke to come before all getting their food, since the loudmouth blonde had insisted that he would arrive any second.

After about, 10 minutes of waiting, they all went to get their food. Now they were supposed to meet back at the table and then hangout when they finished eating. Naruto even promised to help Hinata find her perfect outfit for the party on Saturday, but everyone (except themselves) knew that they liked each other.

She shook her head at the thought of Naruto being too chicken to ask the shy girl out.

Just as their table came into view, Sakura froze and looked a few tables to the right and a couple down. There, near the front corner, was Sasuke and a girl. But that's not what had her shocked; it was the girl that was so odd.

'She… looks like me." It was almost as if Sakura was looking in a mirror.

They both had pink hair, only Sakura's was shorter and lighter; the girl was paler, too, and her eyes were brown. They had similar body shapes, but this girl was slimmer with fewer curves and a smaller bust.

'Who is she?'

Gathering her wits, Sakura walked back to her awaiting friends, only this time she took another route so that he'd see her as she passed his table. Sure enough, he glanced up and stiffened, but she ignored him and continued walking.

She had already devised a plan. She would go get Ino and lure her near his table somehow. She knew the blonde would notice him and call the onyx eyed Uchiha out while Sakura would just pretend that she hadn't seen him sitting there.

Yup, it was a foolproof plan.

Just as expected, Ino had seen Sasuke and pointed him out loudly. His frame tensed up again before he turned slowly and revealed the pink haired girl across from him. Sakura watched as her friend's jaw dropped and she glanced between the two girls, noticing their similarities.

To make this whole scene even more comical, Naruto chose that moment to seek the girls out and his reaction was even better.

"Teme…" he turned to Sakura, then the look-a-like. "What's going on?" No one answered and the blond continued. "Why does she look like Sakura?"

"Aa." The man in question met her green eyes before turning and introducing the other girl. "We're having lunch."

Aimi.

Her name was Aimi. Bleck!

"Hi, Aimi, I'm Sakura." The girl was obviously shocked that they looked so much alike that they could be related. Hell, maybe they were!

"Um…"

'Jeez, can this broad even think straight?' she rolled her eyes at the other girl's response before looking towards Sasuke. Her gaze practically screamed, 'Is that the best you can do?'

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Sasuke's P.O.V.:

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Crap, crap, crap! Sakura wasn't supposed to even see him yet! He and Aimi hadn't started making-out yet. In fact, she seemed nervous at just sitting across from him; now there were three people staring her down.

"Can we help you guys?" he spat in annoyance. Each of his friends except for Sakura continued staring at the new rosette and ignored the upset Uchiha.

Sakura was the only one who offered a response. "Wow, Sasuke," she said smugly. "I knew you liked me –" Everyone's attention shifted from the nervous girl to the pair. "–But I didn't think you'd go so far as to go find a look-alike."

Immediately, Naruto and Ino burst into laughter while Aimi paled.

Was she scared, or shocked?

"Aa, and who says I did it for you?" he asked coolly. "Maybe I just happen to find her appealing."

Ino snorted. "Yeah I'm sure that's why; not because she reminds you of a certain girl, but because you just happen to be attracted to one of the few pink haired women in Japan–who just happens to look like a lot like Sakura."

"Exactly." He growled before smirking. "Besides, Sakura is anything but appealing." The blondes gasped and Aimi grinned and gave a satisfied humph while the angry pinkette just remained silent. "Why else do you think Sai named her Ugly."

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Normal P.O.V.:

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Sakura just stood there, frozen. Sure, Sai had refered to her as "Ugly" a few times to her face, but she had no idea that that's what he called her when she wasn't around. Especially after she'd told him how it made her feel; he had promised to only call her that in private, as a nickname.

Just as she felt herself getting ready to snap back, a familiar voice popped sounded from behind her.

"Hey, Pinky!" They all turned to acknowledge whoever had called her and she felt a grin spread across her face.

Jogging up to their group was a semi-shirtless, lean, caramel-skinned Hikaru. Oh, how the tables had turned! It was time for her own secret, hunky weapon now.

"Do I know you?" An obviously haughty voice asked. Once again, everyone turned to look at Sasuke's tramp – I mean – Aimi, who only received a confused glance from Hikaru before he turned back to his real focus with a grin.

'What, just because Sasuke gave her some attention, she thinks she's hot shit now?' She inwardly rolled her eyes. 'Sorry bitch, you're just a sad imitation.'

"Hikaru, hey." Sakura replied with a gorgeous smile lighting up her features. She hadn't really thought that he would come find her just so he could get her name. "What are you doing here?"

The boy in question gestured towards her, making is unbuttoned shirt flap open. "You never told me your name." he reminded.

"Hmm, well I still don't think you've worked hard enough for mine, but I'll introduce you to my friends." She proceeded with introductions, purposely skipping the Uchiha and her wanna-be clone. "This is Naruto and Ino; and over by that table are Tenten, Hinata, and Temari." She pointed at each one as she said their names and then gestured for him to sit beside her.

Naruto began talking to no end before his (cute) butt even hit the seat. When it looked like everyone was distracted by the loudmouth, Hikaru leaned over and whispered into her ear.

"Is that your sister or something?"

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the two when Sakura leaned over with her hand on his bicep and whispered into the guy's ear. Reading her lips, his onyx eyes caught the words "ass", "jealous", and "whore" in her sentence(s).

"No," she said into his ear. "That ass with the spiky black hair was just using that whore because he thinks I like him," Hikaru nodded along. "And he thinks I like him and that I'll get jealous, since she looks similar to me."

His answer was so cute that it had her wanting to kiss him.

"Nah, you're way prettier." He reassured and turned to grin at her.

The Uchiha watched them interacting from the corner of his eye and felt himself growing angry. Who did this punk think he was? He barely even knew Sakura, and yet, he was already making a move to kiss her!

He felt disgusted as their eyes remained locked and neither of them moved. The pinkette blushed lightly and he frowned.

She had never blushed for him, but she was willing to blush for a complete stranger… The Hikaru guy seemed to take that as a good sign and started slowly leaning forward, and they were already pretty close.

Their whole table had stopped talking and was watching them, wondering if she'd really kiss him. Ino and Naruto, of course, looked excited and happy that their friend found someone that she was into, and he seemed nice. Sasuke and Aimi were watching in contempt, though for two completely different reasons.

The rosette felt disgusted, annoyed and jealous, all at the same time. Annoyed and jealous because this guy had completely blown her off for the fat chick who looked like her, and disgusted because the girl was so unappealing.

'Oh well,' she thought smugly. 'I have Sasuke, and he's way hotter!'

The dark haired boy felt scornful for the simple fact that this guy didn't belong with Haruno. He wasn't even that good-looking in his opinion. He had nothing on the Uchiha, yet Sakura was about to kiss him!

Everyone's eyes widened as a tanned hand reached out to touch its fingers to her cheek, tracing the bone as their lips touched lightly.

Sasuke's stomach flopped irritably as they stayed like that for two seconds before a phone chimed.

Hikaru pulled away and reached into his pocket before announcing that his break was over and he had to return to work. The blushing pinkette, of course, offered to walk him back, and the moment they walked away, Sasuke left.

He didn't feel like being there to hear Naruto ask Ino where he worked. He didn't feel like hearing her say that he was an Abercrombie & Fitch model; didn't feel like dealing with Aimi in person. He didn't feel like hearing Sakura squeal excitedly about her telling him her name and them kissing for a second time. He left before he could see the other three girls run over and hear them saying that they saw the pinkette kiss Hikaru. He didn't feel like realizing that there might be chemistry between Sakura and that punk, or that it was apparent to their friends.

What he did realize (though he didn't want to) was that other guys were interested in the rare pink haired girl who seemed to capture his attention so much that he was picking out girls who looked similar to her as hook-ups.

He also realized that if he didn't make a move soon, he might end up losing her to Hikaru, or some other guy, forever.