KonohaSchoolof the Arts
Chapter VIII: Nightmares
Her cheeks turned a light pink, her eye brows furrowing in anger. Did the boy always have to pop up like a creepy stalker dude? Pouting, she sighed. Sasuke rolled his eyes. His patience was wearing thin. This was supposed to be a two second thing but the Haruno girl wasn't getting that. He knocked again effectively gaining Sakura's attention again. She looked at him startled, and then relaxed a bit remembering it was just Sasuke…The guy who hated her guts and was a total asshole for no reason…yeah that guy…whoopee… Rolling her eyes she turned, lifted her casted leg, lowered it gently then reached for her crutches and stood, making her way awkwardly to the window. She unlocked it and held it up as he climbed in. She needed to add ninja to the list of names she had for him; he climbed in silently and effortlessly as if he'd been doing it all his life.
He stood there, looked around a bit then met the pinkette's eyes. She stood there wondering what he was doing. He looked her up and down, her leg seeming to be the only permanent damage and grunted. His job was done, he came and saw for himself that she was okay and now it was time to go. Sakura stared at him confused. He was looking at her weirdly, and he was constantly making different faces when he finally he spoke.
"Next time don't be so stupid and move when people tell you to. Better yet, don't walk while texting." Reminding himself to thank Naruto and Shikamaru later for telling him which room was hers, he climbed back out the window, wincing a bit as he bumped his arm against the frame.
Surprisingly, Sakura immediatley grabbed his arm stopping him from leaving completely. She had dropped one of crutches in the process and was hanging onto him arm tightly. She was mad he'd said such mean and rude things to her but she still hadn't thanked him yet and as regrettable as it was for her he was still her savior. Without him having tackled her out of the way she probably wouldn't be here right now.
"Thank you," Her hand lessened its grip considerably and she fell to her knees. Sasuke was shocked but didn't show it. He had gritted his teeth when she pulled so harshly on his injured arm. He almost cussed her out but her words of gratitude made him think twice. Maybe if she got to know him she'd understand how useless it was to thank a screwed bastard like him. He replied with a 'humph' and climbed down walking away without looking back once.
Sakura sighed and shifted herself and her crutches so that they and she were leaning against the bed. She crawled, and lifted herself up and once she sat on the edge of her bed she fixed her crutches back against her nightstand. She sighed and leaned back after getting as comfortable as possible. She didn't know why but she was irrevocably attracted to Sasuke. When he had looked her over she could feel her heart speed up, could feel the heat rushing up to her face.
Closing her eyes she welcomed sleep and the breeze that blew in. She had left the window open, hoping he'd come back. After all, maybe the jerkiness was just a whole façade.
Sakura was dreaming.
She was standing back in her old dance studio- the one she had started her entire dancing career and fascination in- and a small pink haired girl with a scarlet ribbon in her hair had just fallen on her butt, tears in her eyes as she pouted. Her green eyes looked for something, finding it in a dark corner of the studio. She stood up with a hardened pout a determined swing in her arms and legs.
"Itachi-nii," young Sakura said, her voice shaking a bit as she sniffed. She had spent all her confidence on the walk to the corner. The older Sakura shook her head, eyes determined. She had outgrown her crybabyness- if one could call it that.
She watched the young her talk to a little boy- not much older than her with his long-ish black hair which he wore in a ponytail. Itachi always stood in that corner, always watching. His equally dark eyes had a knowing look about them, and he was the best dancer in their entire class even though he'd never admit it. Sakura respected him as he'd protect her and help her.
At this very moment she had be asking him to help her learn how to leap. He was smiling, just like he always did, so full and pretty, and said sure. He had rules and conditions though. Sakura the younger paused then agreed. Sakura the older felt fear rolling down her spine as she observed her onii instruct the little her one the basics, drilling her again and again and then once more to make sure- he would move her body parts this way and that so that she was in the correct form.
Finally, he wanted her to leap. Sakura obeyed, Sakura herself was already waiting by her favored spot of take off. Then, she was moving, up in the air, and before a toe on either girl touched the ground she was awake the sound of an alarm blaring in the background.
A/N: I know this was a short chapter- approximately 918 words without the Author's Note. I've been busier lately with school work since I'm a senior in HS and the homework is murder.
But, as you can see I've started to add on to this story lately. I think it's safe to say that I'll update at least twice a month or so. Thanks for reading!
