"What the hell are you doing Uchiha?"

"What does it look like?"

"Only permitted club members are allowed after school hours, so wtf?"

"Hn." He took her fencing kit and nudged her to walk with him.

"What are you going to do next, help me cross the street?" He rolled his eyes.

"Ungrateful woman." She nodded mockingly. Just for me eh?

"What are you doing later?"

"Yea, I'll be there kinda late cuz I'm going to take a long bubble bath and light some candles and shit." Her eyes lit up happily.

"Just...why...?"

"I've always wanted to do that! I'll come over after that and then we'll start on the bio assignment." Yes, the biology teacher assigned a group assignment, and he and Kushina were coincidentally teamed up. Weird huh?

"Okay, just don't take too long."

"Curfew?" She said amused. He stopped walking and stared ahead. There were a lot of girls crowded around something that surprisingly wasn't him. Kushina looked curiously and was about to go check it out when Sasuke roughly pulled her away.

"Hey!"

"Walk faster."

"W-what-Sasuke!"

"Just do it." She let him drag her in the other direction when they heard someone whistle behind them. Sasuke and ultimately Kushina where stopped by a man roughly 5 years older than them.

"Sasuke." His voice was low, but calming.

"Itachi." Sasuke scowled.

"Itachi?"

"Uzumaki Kushina huh. I wouldn't have imagined coming across you again." Sasuke's eyes widened as she smiled up at his elder brother like they were buddies.

"What brought you here?" He continued, not missing his little brother's glare.

"England got boring." His smirk reminded her of Sasuke's, but Sasuke's had more dominance in it. Speaking of him... she waved her hand in front of his face and he snapped his attention back to her.

"You do in fact require a curfew." Itachi chuckled lightly and motioned them to get into his car, the one that was surrounded by a mob. A path was cleared for him, a smiling redhead and a scoffing ravenette as they all got into the car.

"So, how'd you meet each other?" He couldn't help but ask. Another thing he got to before me just had to include her.

"Through our fathers in England when I went for business. She was only 13 years old, and the years did good for you." He directed that last statement to her. Sasuke looked out the window, unsettled.

"Cousin Misaki asked of you to meet her as soon as you get home."

"No thanks." He sighed at his unchanging brother. The rest of the ride was silent until they reached the Uzumaki residence to drop her off.

"I didn't know you were infatuated with Kushina here." Sasuke snapped his attention to him and Itachi didn't miss the slight blush that left as fast as it came. He replaced it with a scowl and looked back out of the window.

"No way." He muttered with a stone cold expression.

"You're no thriller either." She glared at him and angrily got out of the car. Sasuke looked sadly at her.

"Kushina.."

"Save it." She slammed the car door on his face and proceeded to walk indoors. The Uchiha brothers were silent again.

Should I call her... maybe she's still mad at me. He held the bridge of his nose. Of course she's mad at me, what the f is up with me lately! He paced around in his room. Flowers and chocolates won't get me out of this one... he eyed the snickers bar on his study table. He remembered she was one to laugh easily, despite her spitfire personality. I'll mark her laugh...how the hell am I supposed to do that? And new problem. He rubbed his temples in frustration and looked at the time. 7:57. He didn't think she'd come anymore. With crushed hope, he sluggishly made his way downstairs. He heard the doorbell ring and saw Misaki open it to reveal someone he didn't think would come. Kushina stepped inside laden with books and paper and was pushed to the floor.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were walking in that dir-"

"I'm not in the mood to deal with your bullshit bitch." She picked up the papers slowly. Sasuke bent down and helped her gather everything and Misaki refused to be silenced.

"Who the hell do you think you're calling-"

"Shut the fuck up!"

"B-b-but Sasuke-" she kept quiet after a frightening glare was directed at her. The duo got up and made their way to Sasuke's room. Once seated, Kushina spoke first.

"I went to the library and got all of these books," she gestured to the pile in between them," but don't think I've forgiven you yet." He frowned but remained a bit hopeful at the yet part. And that's when he noticed she came in her pajamas, and wasn't all that surprised for once. He opened up his laptop and gave her sometime before commencing his ultimate plan. After a while of bio-talk(they decided to do the eye) and searching, he leaned close, stretched out his hand and pulled her pajama shirt up, getting a nice view of her toned stomach and a small heart belly button ring. She blushed and roughly pulls down her shirt (failing a few times).

"S-Sasuke! Wth!" She glared with rosy cheeks.

"I was just wondering where you put all that food you eat." She bit her lip to prevent herself from laughing and was able to steady the glare. He mimicked her expression mockingly smirking and she couldn't glare anymore, his face was too priceless. She pouted, still a bit angry, and refused to look at him. He pulled her chin up and forced himself not to get lost in her eyes.

"I'm sorry Kushina." She sighed and nodded softly. He's getting to me. He passed her the snickers bar and she eagerly unwrapped it.

"Hey check this out.." she looked up as he recited whatever he was reading on his laptop.

"Redheads need more anesthesia than normal people."

"What does that have to do with the eye?" He shrugged as he read a few more facts about redheads.

"And the rarest hair-eye color combination is red hair and blue eyes." She looked up surprised and was met with a smirk. He jotted it down on nearby paper.

"H-hey! Don't write that down!"

"Why not?"

"I don't need attention." He shrugged.

"Sasuke!"

"Alright, relax." He got up and exited the room and came back in a few minutes with a plate full of club sandwiches. She shook her head and he raised an eyebrow.

"I'm either an insomniac and anorexic, or eat and sleep way too much for my own good. I've never known grey, probably never will." He shoved a sandwich in her mouth and her eyes gradually darkened.

"You asked me to feed you long ago, and I intend to keep my word." He went back to his laptop and didn't miss the secret smile that graced her lips. And it was just for him.