Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Miss Perfect

No Stop Signs were harmed in the making of this Fan Fic

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Sakura sat in her bedroom thinking. Mostly it was about the fact that Tenten was attacked. It had shaken her up, and even though Tenten was ok, the fact that this could happen to anyone had cracked the serenity in her life. She curled up on her bed into a ball and stared at her clock. It was about 25 minutes after 6. She sighed and went over to her dresser. She pulled out a pair of old sweats and a tank top and pulled them on. Then she went back over to her bed and grabbed a book.

She was planning to spend the entire evening reading, but a honk outside jarred her back to reality. "Oh, my god, Sasuke!" she exclaimed, remembering their date. She didn't have any time to change, so she grabbed a sweatshirt and ran downstairs. "Um, mom, I'm going out, ok?"

"Ok sweetie. Take your cell phone. When will you be back?"

"Later!" Sakura yelled, grabbing her purse and slipping on some sandles. She went outside. Sasuke had pulled up in front of her house. He drove a black (go figure) Camero. She walked up to it slowly and opened the door. She slid in and looked at him apologetically. "Sorry about the wait… um… it kind of slipped my mind," she said, biting her lip.

"Don't worry about it," he said, pulling out.

She felt self-conscious about the clothing she was wearing. If only she had waited to change a few minutes more. She stared out the windshield. She wasn't really in the mood to go out on a date, but she couldn't just refuse when he'd already shown up and all. "Where are we going?" she asked.

"I was thinking, Ichiraku. Unless you'd prefer something else."

"No, Ichiraku's is good," she said with a smile.

It took only a few minutes to get to Ichiraku's and they spent the trip in comfortable silence. Sakura was kind of glad she was there. Whenever she was with Sasuke she felt like she didn't have to put herself out. Ino demanded a little bit of chatter, but not Sasuke. They pulled into the parking lot, and Sakura got out first. They strolled into Ichiraku's and got a table.

"I'll take the miso special," Sakura said.

"I'll have one too," said Sasuke.

Sakura stared at the tablecloth as they waited for their food. "What's wrong?" asked Sasuke.

"Oh," Sakura said. She hadn't realized he had been watching her. "I'm… just thinking about my friend Tenten."

Sasuke nodded. "Yeah, I heard about what happened."

Sakura sighed. "I'm just glad she's ok…"

"It's bothering you, isn't it?" Sasuke asked. Sakura bit her lip.

"A little," she admitted. "I mean, it could have happened to anyone. If it was me I don't think I would have been able to do much."

"I have to disagree. You're pretty good at defending yourself," Sasuke said.

Sakura shook her head. "I might be alright at it, but I can't even throw you off me in P.E. And it's not just me I'm worried about. What if it was Hinata, or Ino? Or someone else entirely?!" she asked, her voice rising. A few people looked over at her and she quieted. "It's just… it makes me realize how much this can happen, and to anyone… it's… it just..." she didn't finish what she was saying. "Are you going to say I'm overreacting?"

He shook his head. "No, you've pretty much hit the nail on the head."

Sakura frowned. "You're not doing a very good job at reassuring me."

"Was that was I was supposed to be doing?"

She took a sip of her water. "It's disturbing, that's all. I think I'm having an even harder time dealing then Tenten is. Tenten is doing fine, actually," she said, making a face.

"You don't seem to happy with that," Sasuke commented, his face impassive.

She rolled her eyes. "I'll be fine… it'll probably just take a while."

He shrugged. "I've found that's what happens after this sort of thing."

"What do you mean you've found?" Sakura asked.

"My mom and dad we're psychologists," he said.

"Oh."

The food arrived and Sakura felt a little better as she dug in. Then Miss Perfect started blaring from her pocket and she blushed, digging her phone out of her pocket and looked at the caller I.D. It was from her brother.

"Nani?" she snapped as she answered it.

"Woah. You ok there Sakura?" her brother asked, sounding amused.

Sakura sighed. "I'm a little busy Okako."

"What with? A date?" he asked, before laughing at his own joke.

"Actually, yes, I do," she hissed.

"You're shitting me."

She huffed. "Goodbye Okako!"

She hung up and grumbled as she started eating again. Sasuke watched her with an amused expression. "What is it?" she asked.

"Nothing, nothing…"

She sighed. "My brother can be quite annoying," she commented.

"He seemed nice enough."

"You're not his sister," she said, taking another bite of her ramen.

Her phone started ringing again. "What, Okako?!" she asked, practically yelling.

"Jeez. I just wanted to know who with."

She wanted to strangle him. "You called for that?!"

"Yeah."

"Yokeina osewa! None of your business!" she said.

"Heh, it's with that Uchiha kid isn't it?"

She hung up and turned her ringer off. "Baka," she muttered darkly, shoving the phone back into her pocket.

Sasuke was done eating already, and Sakura had eaten her fill so he paid the check. "Hey," Sakura said, now feeling a lot more open to doing something. "Want to go see a movie?"

He gave something that might have been considered a smile. "Sure."

She grinned and stood up. "You're paying," she said as she strutted out. They got into the car.

"Which movie?"

"Hmmm… I think Big Trouble in Little China is playing at the Koten Cinema," she said, naming a cinema a few miles away that played classic action movies. He smirked.

"You a fan of the action movies?"

She blushed a little and nodded. "Yep. Especially the cheesy kung fu movies."

A few hours later…

Sakura laughed as they exited the theater. "That was fantastic. I can't remember the last time I saw that movie, but I loved it!" she exclaimed. Sasuke followed behind her, actually smiling as he watched her.

They were driving her back home when it happened. It was at an intersection, and they were going through a green light when suddenly, out of nowhere, a car came roaring towards them. Sakura let out a scream, and they swerved to avoid hitting it. Instead they hit the stop sign full on, and Sakura flew forwards, before the airbag stopped her from slamming her head into the dashboard. She groaned, and put her hand on her forehead, where she was bleeding.

"Sakura, are you ok?!" Sasuke asked, unbuckling himself and leaning over towards her. She nodded.

"I-I'm fine. I'm just bleeding a little. What about you?" she asked, spying his wrist, which he was holding at a strange angle.

"I'm fine," he said, brushing off her concern. She unbuckled herself and opened the slightly crumpled door, before climbing out. He did the same. She saw him calling 911, so she leaned against the car, feeling her forehead. She didn't think she was too badly hurt, but she couldn't tell. Sasuke came over to her. "Their on their way," he said, taking away her hand so he could see her cut.

"I don't think you've got a concussion," he said finally. "You should probably see a doctor though." He stepped back a little. "I am so sorry Sakura."

She shook her head a little. "I-it wasn't your fault," she said, feeling shocked. She wasn't really processing what was going on, but she had a feeling it would hit her later. She looked around for the other car. "Did it get away?" she asked.

He nodded. "I think so."

"Holy shit," she muttered.

The next day…

They had gone to the hospital and the doctor had pronounced her completely fine. Sasuke was ok too; he only had to get a cast for his wrist. He mom had picked her up, and now the prime thing on Sakura's mind was about Sasuke. Her mom was known to not wait for the whole story, and Sakura betted she would blame Sasuke. At least her dad was out of the country at the moment – he would gut Sasuke.

She walked downstairs slowly, still in her pajamas. "Hey mom," she said as she walked into the kitchen. She grabbed a glass of orange juice, and when she turned around her mom was glaring at her, both hands on her hips. "Um, is something wrong?" Sakura asked nervously.

Her mom shook her head. "What the hell happened Sakura? You said you were going out, and 4 hours later I was coming to pick you up at the hospital." Sakura sighed.

"I told you last night. Sasuke was driving me home after the movie and some car almost ran us over. I think the guy driving it was drunk. It wasn't Sasuke's fault," she said, adding the last part incase her mom didn't connect that idea with what Sakura said.

Sakura's mom shook her head. "Jesus fucking Christ Sakura… who is this boy anyways?"

"Uchiha Sasuke," Sakura said quietly.

"The nephew of the chief of police?" her mother asked, sounding surprised. "What were you doing with him?"

"Um… going out on a date," Sakura said, sitting down.

Her mom did a double take. "Wait, what?"

"I was going on a date with him," Sakura repeated.

Her mom stared at her. "I didn't know you had a boyfried."

"I don't… well not really. It was one date," and until the accident, it was fantastic, she silently added.

Her mom sighed. "Ok."

'Huh…' Sakura thought. "Wait, what do you mean 'ok'?"

"I mean, you can date him," her mom said, leaving the kitchen.

Sakura stared after her.

"That was interesting."