Volit.
Author's Alphabet Soup;
Hey! It's been... not very long. But I figured since it took me a long time to upload the last chapter. I would upload this one real fast. I'm looking forward to where this story is going, actually, and I'm really glad i got to hear about my story from my reviewers. Hopefully I'll be more active when I don't feel the need to murder my teachers. xD
For my chosen four x3 :
- river of the sand : Haha, yes, I'm trying to stick to the modern kinda version. It might be a bit tacky though. Karin should be more... I dunnoe, subtle..? in other stories, then maybe I don't really mind reading stories that involve her. I do remember the canon kiss. But, it seems that people and their wild imagination take that to a... extreme. But I agree, otherwise, there would be no fandom anyways. As promised, here's the next chapter! I'll be keeping on my toes to watch for your next review!
- Girlalicious : Hey! Nice hearing from you again! Thanks for reading & reviewing. I know, it's sad ain't it, that Sai's gone..? Keep reading to find out what happens next. ;]
- NiikoInPanicMode : Yeah, I dislike her too. But I toned down her character much more than I read in other's fanfictions about her obsessive fetish for Sasuke. Thanks for reading & reviewing, anyways, I love reading reviews. ;] You're -cough-awesome-cough.
- LittleDarkDevil13 : -Squeeeeel- I love that you love my story. I understand that you like Romeo & Juliet, so do I ! :D However, I hope that it isn't too.. I dunnoe, re-used..? I'm so happy that you feel my story is good. Please keep on reading - here's another chapter. :
Disclaimer: I no own itz.
◊▫ 星の十字 ▫◊
Hoshina no Kurosu
Juu
自分自身のうち、ばかにする
Jibun jishin no uchi, baka ni suru.
Sakura sat alone in the rehearsal hall, listening and flinching for the sounds of a creak or slam of the door. It was fruitless, to try and practice her soliloquies when all her mind revolved around was her downfall.
Casting out the noises of the cast shuffling into the hall, Sakura continued to recite to herself. Her voice was sweet as honey, but it betrayed the raw emotion she felt.
Out of the corner of her eye, Sakura spotted Uchiha Sasuke hoist himself onto the stage, silently mumbling his lines to himself. Hot, bubbling anger tipped her mind, almost threatening to kill everything around it like molten lava.
'This is all your fault, Uchiha' Sakura thought to herself.
On the other end of the room, Sakura watched Kurenai-sensei listening to the others who had begun practicing their lines to each other in small groups. Seeing her with her hands ties, Sakura turned back around only to see Sasuke, himself standing in front of her seriously but with a hint of shyness. He kept a curious, small smile on his face which was barely noticeable. Something shifted uncomfortably in Sakura's stomach and a wave of emotion rushed over her every time she was around him. His hair was ruffled and hand-combed through with his hand, still maintaining its spiky look. He had a lopsided, crooked smile that wasn't shown very often and crystal brightness in his eyes. The feeling slithered down Sakura's spine again, making her toes curl slightly. She didn't know what it was, but all she did know was that it was strong, and that he was gorgeous, but deadly.
The overwhelming of emotions combined with the mess she felt this morning turned into anger. Anger of the family feud, anger of Uchiha Sasuke's ability to tangle her up and anger at the fact that she couldn't figure out why.
Sakura glared at him, and Sasuke's small smile dropped.
"I never want to talk about that other day ever again. I just feel sick thinking about it." She said, sourness coating her hurtful words.
Sasuke's deep eyes flickered to a indefinable look –hurt? Before twisting to match the disgust that Sakura had in her own eyes. His eyes fiercely glared back into hers.
Without giving him a chance to speak, Sakura continued "Even though it was acting, I don't wasn't to do that. Ever again. If you ever kiss me again, I will kill you."
Sasuke's lips stretched into a cunning smirk, which just added fuel to the girl's anger.
"I've come across decomposed bodies that are less offensive than you are, Haruno. And I wouldn't go near you again even if you paid me. I might just die of toxic shock if you ever touch me with those worms you call 'lips' again." He smugly replied.
"I'd rather kill you right now" The pinkette snarled with deep detest.
Amusement dances across Sasuke's face. He was clearly enjoying her displeasure.
"Want another kiss, Sakura..? 'Cause I know that once you get one, you can't get enough." He leaned forward slightly.
Sakura's teeth ground together. How could she have ever doubted that there was nothing more than hate towards this boy..? She should've just understood when her parents told her that she should just stay away.
"In you fucking dreams, Uchiha."
"Oh come on, Pinky. Why not have a go on it..? Like you've been threatening all these years?"
Sakura's fingers slowly curled. Of course she wanted to. But she wasn't about to know that her actions would satisfy his amusement.
'Just ignore him' She sullenly muttered to herself, taking a deep breath and unclenching her hand.
"Tch. If you can't do it, then don't bother saying empty threats." Sasuke stated, looking at the face of his enemy.
'Don't let it get to you…' Sakura chanted in her head.
"Just like your father."
That last comment sent Sakura over the top. She had never felt so angry before in her life. She felt like screaming, hitting, throwing and cursing all at the same time.
A few seconds after the last word escaped Sasuke's mouth, Sakura's coiled fist had connected with his jaw, echoing with a sickening 'Crack!' sound.
Sakura watched, almost in slow motion, as the handsome Uchiha was sent hurling several feet away, his body dropping to the floor with a thud.
Sasuke remained on the floor, motionless. The rest of the room has gone pin-drop quiet, with the only sound coming from Sakura's frustrated pants and her sweating, angered face. Her hand was still locked in the position it was like when she punched him, her eyes blazing with a million fires.
A few heartbeats later, The black-haired teacher, Kurenai, runs frantically over and knelt down by Sasuke's fallen body.
"Sasuke-san? Sasuke!' She called, panicked as she checks up on him.
The black-eyed boy blinked, his eyes hazy before letting out a small groan and whipping the small trickle of blood off his mouth with a fist. He flinched slightly on the contact of his fist to his injured jaw, before he caught sight of Sakura's fuming stance and his eyes narrowed.
Sakura exhales deeply and watched as Kurenai straightened her posture after assuring herself that Sasuke had no further damage.
In the next moment, Kurenai whirled around, her tangled hair whipping across her face like a whiplash. She was, of course – furious.
"What the hell was that!" She screamed, not even bothering to tone down a pitch.
Sakura felt numb. The kind of numb where she couldn't talk or speak. She was slightly flabbergasted of her actions. She could only stand there and stare at the screaming face of her teacher, shocked still.
Completely and utterly speechless, Sakura could only listen at the shrieking teacher.
"What kind of stupid girl are you?" Sakura flinched, Kurenai had spat out the last word like she was an wild animal. "You're punching people now? Can't you control yourself? Because if you Because if you can't, I don't want you here!"
The maroon-eyed lady paused, before calming down slightly and taking a deep breath. "In fact, I don't want you here."
Sakura didn't know what to feel. She felt so many emotions it was like her nervous system had temporarily shut down, refusing to make Sakura feel anything but the beating of her own heart.
"Out," Kurenai-sensei stated solidly "-and don't come back tonight. Come to me next time and we'll discuss your problem." She finished.
Still feeling like a windup toy, Sakura robotically walked out of the room aware of the many stares and faces watching her.
Sakura continued to walk. She had been walking for hours. It was already dark, but she saw an old park, with a rusty old swing. Taking a silent sit on it, Sakura leaned her head slightly on the copper-rusted chains, absent-mindedly picking off the chipped paint.
She didn't know why, but salty tears dripped from her face, slowly leaking like juice from its plastic packet. She couldn't concentrate. That was the last thing she could do. She needed Sai. Badly.
He had been her compass, but now he was gone and she felt like she kept of taking the wrong path.
She sighed. She needed to apologise. To Sasuke. And to her teacher too.
'I have else it will screw me over. And I need to figure out what I feel for him'
She could still remember what she felt when she saw his usually strong, confident body fall. And even though she didn't know why, she knew the feeling. Seeing him crippled for a second, she felt-
-Heartbroken.
The pinkette got up from the old swing, it creaking with the release of her weight. She then trudged home, wiping the leftover tears from her eyes. However, she knew that there would be no comfort tonight.
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