title: 7:31
prompt: SASUSAKU MONTH ON LJ! 2012
rating: T-M
summary: o15: Sakura promise that he wouldn't tell Sasuke her little secret. It's a shame that Naruto's just a huge blabbermouth.
REVISED 6.30.14
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Blabbermouth
They were at playtime in the daycare. Sakura was looking over at Sasuke, who was surrounded by many other girls. Then, she looked back at Naruto.
"You have to pinky promise not to tell," Sakura said, holding out her pinky. "And no crossing anything," she said sternly.
Naruto sighed, uncrossing his toes and put his legs in front of him. "Okay. I promise."
"I like Sasuke-kun," she said softly.
"You do?" he shouted. Everyone turned to look at the two.
"Shh!" Sakura said. "Now, you've gotta pinky promise that you won't tell."
"I promise." He connected his pinky with hers and they sealed a pact between friends.
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He always teased her about it whenever the three were together.
"So, Sakura-chan, gonna make a move yet?" he said, poking her in the ribs. Sakrua blushed heavily, pinching Naruto.
"Stop it!"
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Make a move on who?"
"Nobody," Sakura said, looking down at her feet.
Naruto wiggled his eyebrows, before he turned to Sasuke. "So, teme, any pretty ladies catch your eye?"
He, too, saw the faintest blush appear on Sasuke's cheeks. "No."
"Awwh, come on. I know when you're lying!"
"I'm not lying," Sasuke muttered.
"How 'bout you, Naruto?" Sakura retaliated, angry at Naruto for almost giving her away. "Any girls—or guys—catch your eye?"
Naruto paused. "Yeah. I really like Hinata-chan from Class 2-B. She's so pretty, but she's shy, and I'm afraid that if I go up to her she might…" he trailed on and on before Sakura turned to Sasuke and said, "Well, that backfired, didn't it?"
"Yeah."
They walked to their class, leaving him behind sputtering nonsense about him and Hinata floating away on a magical cloud made of cotton candy.
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He's perfection, Sakura thought, sneaking glances at Sasuke while he was copying down the notes in his notebook. How can one be so handsome?
"Something wrong?" Sasuke asked as he caught Sakura staring at him. She quickly turned away. "Nope. Nothing. Just wanted to see if you had a pen or something."
"Yeah. Here." He handed her a blue ink pen, and she blushed, taking it although she didn't need it.
"Thanks."
"Hn."
She looked down at her own notebook, full of scribbles and the occasional Uchiha Sakura, which she covered up securely.
Sasuke snuck a quick look at her.
Kami, she's beautiful.
He looked back up at the teacher, and took notes, trying hard not to look to his side.
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"I know you like her," Naruto said as he and Sasuke went to go to the cafeteria, while Sakura was eating in one of her clubs.
"What do you mean?" Sasuke said, acting defensively. "I don't like anyone."
"Sure," Naruto said, stressing out the word. "I'm not an idiot, teme. You like her. I can see it in your eyes. It's the same look that I have whenever I think about Hinata-chan."
"So why haven't you guys gone out yet?" Sasuke said, turning the tables on Naruto.
"Because she's too shy to approach. Plus, she doesn't even know me, I think. But you and she—you guys are friends, if you catch my drift."
"What makes you think it's Sakura?"
"It's not?" Naruto asked. "Well, damn. I thought…aw, fuck."
"Hn." Sasuke felt his face heat up. Too close!
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The three of them met up at their lockers, making small talk about how lunch was.
"So how was the debate?" Sasuke asked, exchanging books for other ones.
"Not so great. We lost," Sakura said. "But it was pretty heated."
"Hn."
Naruto popped up in the middle of them. "Psst, Sakura, did you know that Sasuke likes a girl in this school?"
Sakura's eyes widened. "Really?"
"Yup! But don't worry, it's not you."
"Oh." She looked crestfallen. "Well, that's good then," she mumbled.
Sasuke saw Sakura's change in expression. "He's lying. I don't like anyone."
"Oh." She seemed a little happier.
"Why don't we just go to our next class?" Sasuke said, closing his locker. Sakura followed behind him and Naruto, and she dragged her feet on the way there.
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"Psst, teme," Naruto said, passing a note over to Sasuke. "I have a secret to tell you."
Sasuke crumpled up the note and tossed it back. "I don't want to hear it," he whispered furiously, hoping the teacher didn't catch him.
"But you'll want to hear it! It's pretty juicy!"
"I don't care."
"Shut up!" Sakura said, raising her voice slightly.
"Something wrong?" the teacher asked. She stopped writing on the chalkboard to see what the commotion was about.
"Nope, nothing's wrong," they said. She gave them a stern look, and continued to write.
"It's about Sakura-chan…" he said, sing-songing. He hoped Sakura hadn't heard her name in the conversation.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"It's a secret. That involves you."
Oh, what the hell. He was interested now.
"Fine. What is it?" Sasuke said.
"Sakura…" he muttered some gibberish, trying not to get caught.
"What?" Sasuke said, leaning forward, trying to hear Naruto's words.
"Sakura told…" the rest was still gibberish.
"I can't understand you," Sasuke said, frustrated. He turned back to his notebook. Finally, Naruto had had enough.
"Sakura likes you!" he shouted.
The whole classroom stopped and turned to face Naruto, who was red from embarrassment. Sasuke perked up, and Sakura froze.
"Naruto," the teacher began. "Stop disrupting our class." She saw how embarrassed Sakura was, and gave her a look of sympathy, before turning back to the board and pretending everything was alright
Sasuke looked over at Sakura, who was still stiff. Soon, she got up, and said, "Sensei, I need to go to the infirmary."
"Everything alright, Sakura?" she asked.
"Yeah. Just, uh. Headache." She packed up her things and left, everyone's eyes watching her go.
Sasuke turned to Naruto with a look saying, "I'm gonna kill you later."
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Sasuke visited her in the nurse. "Are you alright?" he asked, pushing back the curtains to find Sakura, tearstained.
"I'm fine," she said, turning away from him. "Uh, bad migraine."
He sat down next to her. "What Naruto said…is that, uh, true?"
She refused to look at him.
"You don't have to be upset," he said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "It's fine."
"No, it's not," she said. "I've liked you for the longest time. I made him promise not to tell, but the fact that he broke it…" Sakura sighed, hiccupping. "You probably think I'm ridiculous."
"I don't. Because…" he paused. "I like you, too."
She froze. "It's not funny."
"I'm not joking." He made her turn her head to look into his eyes. "Do I look like I'm joking?"
She stared at him, and then buried her face in her hands. "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit," she said over and over again. "This can't be happening."
"It is, though. So what are we going to do about it? Are we going to stay friends and pretend nothing happened, or are we going to do something about it?"
"I don't know," she said. "Ugh. Naruto's such a blabbermouth."
"He is." He took a tissue from the table nearby and wiped her tears. "But it can be a good thing sometimes."
She sniffed. "I guess."
"Can you smile for me?" he said. "Smile."
She twitched her lips.
"You can do better than that," he said, rolling his eyes. "Do I have to put my fingers on your cheeks?"
Sakura sighed, giving him a big smile. He smirked at her, and patted her back. "Good for you. So, you want to come back to class with me?"
"Not really," Sakura admitted. "But I don't have a choice, do I?"
He swooped his arms under her back and legs. "Nope."
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