Anti-Gravity
By: CandyTenshi
05. "ano sa…"
"All I know is that he looks like someone who attracts women and wards off gays like a plague."
"Sorry, I'm late."
Sakura looked up with a glare, stabbing the cinnamon roll repeatedly. "Glad you know."
Ino blinked twice, her smile slowly turning into a frown. Sakura was in a good mood when she called her just an hour ago, and now…
Sakura stabbed her poor food with even more force, her eyes apparently looking at something behind her best friend.
"Whoa, Sakura. Calm down. If you don't want to eat that, just give it to me." Ino patted her best friend's clenched hand softly, having a mini heart attack. Whenever Sakura's mood turns sour, there is bound to be a foreboding occurrence sooner or later.
It seemed that her curiosity overpowered her anxiety, and so she turned around to look at whatever thing was behind her that was making the goody-good Sakura turn into a cinnamon roll-stabbing monster.
To say that she was stupefied was to say the least.
She already knew that he was the guy Sakura was looking at. He stood out like a sharpened pencil among the unsharpened ones…
Okay, Ino, poor simile. You were not born to be a writer. But he really stands out so much, emanating some sort of magnetic power.
She snorted when her eyes caught sight of another boy across the table from Mr. Brooding and Sexy; they looked like total opposites, it's impossible to even think that they're together and talking.
Well, the bright blond boy was the only one ranting his endless insights to the handsome guy with the onyx eyes, and the latter appeared to be annoyed with him, tapping his fingers impatiently on top of the wooden table.
But something struck Ino as she was in the middle of her long, long staring. She turned her head rapidly to look at Sakura, her hair flipping around her face almost violently.
"Oh my god, Sakura."
Sakura seemed to have finished her food already (fortunately) and was already sipping from her frappuccino. "What?"
"Those guys over there, the ones you've been staring at—"
"I was glaring at one of them. I was not staring."
"Okay, fine. Those guys you're glaring at, don't you recognize them?" Ino leaned forward, as if wanting to peer closer to whisper something. "Doesn't he look familiar?"
Sakura blinked, her eyes locked on the well-built frames of the two guys. She furrowed her eyebrows, not successful in recognizing something.
"All I know is that guy with the black hair looks like someone who attracts women and wards of gays like the plague."
Ino almost fell from her seat with a sweat drop. She cleared her throat and covered her slight smile with one hand, finding her best friend's description amusing. "Are you admitting that you're actually attracted to him?"
"…"
"…"
"Well?"
"…"
"…"
"Y-Yes…"
Ino almost jumped up from her seat.
"See?" She exclaimed, flailing her arms about.
"That is not the point here! I hate him!"
Ino almost laughed. "I can see that. He was the only one back in third grade who managed to surpass your transcript of unblemished A's. You so hate him."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…WHAT?"
"And FYI, Sakura. He complained that you stole his first kiss because of it."
"Oh, so he said that, huh?"
"Wait, Sakura!"
"Teme, you look happy. That's not normal."
"Hn."
"Teme, I'm saying that you're abnormal."
"Yeah."
"…You're not going to hit me?"
"Aa."
"I don't want to do it anymore. It's boring when you're not cooperative."
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"…"
"That sounded disgusting if I didn't know what you were saying." Sasuke kicked his foot under the table, leaning back on his chair.
Naturally, Naruto shouted to express his pain, shaking his foot to alleviate the pain somehow. He shot Sasuke a what-the-fuck look. "Eww, man! You're just a pervert, that's why!"
When he felt that it was already fine, he fished out his phone and played with it, having nothing to do. "Eyes are the windows of the soul. Yours should've been green, you know?"
"Shut up, I can't listen to your insights publicly. It's humiliating."
"What? You son of a—"
"Ano sa… Are you Uchiha Sasuke?"
Upon hearing the high-pitched voice that he was sure belonged to that girl who had been glaring at him for the past thirty minutes, Sasuke looked up with a bored look, nonchalantly crossing his legs under the table. "What?"
Sakura gritted her teeth, trying to maintain her composure. She had lashed out half of her feelings on the cinnamon roll a while ago, now, the remaining should be lashed out on this guy.
But there is time for that.
"I'm Haruno Sakura, if you remember. I was your girlfriend when you were nine." She smiled saccharinely.
A/N: Sorry, not enough SasuSaku interaction. Continued in the next chapter/theme. I think there will only be… three parts. So one more and we're back to one-shots. :P
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