Happy Valentines Day!

Disclaimer- I, in no way, shape, or form, own Naruto/naruto character. If I did, Sasuke and Sakura would be married with twins on the way.

.:Singles Awareness Day:.

"Pffft, I hate valentines day." a pink haired kunoichi slurred to her three friends as they sat at the bar of a local club, six empty shot glasses sitting in front of each of them.

"Why'd ya say that?" said her tipsy blonde friend as she swayed on her stool. "I thought ya loved this holiday." She spat the last word with a drunken venom.

"Ha!" the pinkie screeched, "Valentines day is just singles awareness day" she ground out before ordering another round of shots.

"Why don't the guys in this village have any balls?" a bun-haired kunoichi spoke up through her drunken stupor while her friends snorted in laughter. "I mean, really! It's obvious Naruto likes Hina-chaaan, and Shikamaru likes Ino-chaaan, and Sasuke likes Saku-chaaan."

"And Neji likes-hic- Ten-chaaan" Hinata finished her friends tirade as the four of them drowned another shot in one swing.

"Hahaha!" Sakura's drunken laughter stopped abruptly as more shots arrived.

"On the house" the bartender, who was kinda cute, winked at the pink haired kunoichi

"There's no way in hell that that heartless bastard gives a damn about me."

"What "heartless bastard" might you be referring to?" a slightly-pissed-off-though-mostly-amused voice came from behind them causing their heads to snap around. Behind them was the very "ball-less" males they had been speaking of. Sakura turned back around and drowned her shot before speaking again.

"You, smartz." she slurred as the other three kunoichi finally turned back to the bar and their awaiting drinks.

"Hell," Tenten muttered before they gulped down another mouthful of the burning liquid.

"Naru-" and Hinata passed out, from being in front of the blonde or just far to much alcohol, nobody was quite sure at this point.

"Eh?! Hinata-chan?!" the hyperactive blonde began to shake the Hyuga heiress's shoulder, panicking a bit while her cousin stared the poor guy down.

"Narut-"

"Aw, shut up for once." Tenten slurred.

"Troublesome,"

"You too!" Ino glared at her teammate. Sakura sighed and began to call out for another shot but was stopped by her ice cube of a teammate.

"I think you've had enough." he said monotonously earning a weak glare.

"What're you cutting me off 'r somethin?" which he responded to by giving her the "obviously" look.

"Pfft, you cant control me!" she slid off her stool and stumbled away from the bar before she began to tilt towards the side. The next thing she knew, she was being picked up by her chicken-ass haired teammate and was carelessly thrown over his shoulder. "H-hey! Put me down!"

He walked them out of the club as she began kicking and screaming. "ASSAULT! KIDNAPPER! RAPE!"

"Is there a problem here?" *ping* oh dear lord.

"No" "Yes!" they said at the same time to the green spandex clad Jounin.

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"Alrighty then! Happy Valentines day!" and then he turned into a turtle and ambled away as the two stared.

"Don't think I'll ever get used to that." Sakura muttered before resuming her kicking and screaming.

They arrived at Sakura's house fifteen minutes later, after receiving many suspicious glances from couples out on a midnight stroll. He climbed up the stairs to her room and unceremoniously dropped her down onto her bed when a thought occurred to her.

"How'd you know where my room was?" in fact, Sasuke has never been to her house before, not even to pick her up before a mission. So how….?

"Hn,"

"Is that a blush?" she smiled mischievously.

"Hn,"

"Aww, kawaii!"

"…hn."

"You know, you'd be cuter if you actually talked." she earned a glare.

"Hn."

"Oh, come on Sasu-kun! Use your words!" She spoke in a babying voice, earning another glare. They were silent for a few minutes.

"Why were you at the club?" her head shot up, she wasn't really expecting him to actually speak but her gaze turned weary in a matter of moments.

"Singles awareness day." she muttered bitterly causing Sasuke to raise an eyebrow.

"Why should that matter?" earning a "look" from Sakura.

"Because Valentines day is the day that people are supposed to gain the courage to confess to the one they love. To be alone today completely shows that nobody is romantically interested in me and I'm probably going to be single for the rest of the year. And, well lets face it Sasuke, we're ninjas. We don't live long and I don't want to be alone forever."

"You don't think people are "romantically interested" in you?" he asked incuriously. Every time they go on a mission, all female eyes are on Sasuke however all male eyes are on Sakura. Or rather her legs, chest, face….

"If there was someone who was seriously into me then why wouldn't they confess? Even Lee-kun seemed to steer clear of me." She noticed he was avoiding eye contact. "Hey, you know something, don't you?" she said accusingly.

"Hn," he suddenly found the wooden panels in the floor very interesting.

"Uchiha Sasuke," he winced, whole name was never a good sign. "What did you do?" He refused to answer. She yanked on his arm causing him to loose balance and fall.

On her bed.

With Sakura on top.

"What did you do?" she ground out.

"U-u-uh," he stuttered! Stuttered! Uchiha Sasuke doesn't stutter! Unless…

A thought dawned on her.

"You scared them all away, didn't you?" he turned his head away, refusing to meet her drunkenly furious glare. "You did! My god, why would you?" she got off him and allowed him to sit up all the while looking close to tears.

He began to panic.

"T-they were only after you because of you looks, they didn't actually care about you." she stared at him, her face quickly darkening even more before she looked up and gave him a sad smile.

"Told ya nobody was seriously interested in me."

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what? What could you possibly have meant?" Anger was taking over the both of them.

"They weren't good enough for you!"

"Why would you care?"

"Because I l-" he choked off his words, a blush staining his cheeks.

"Because you what, Sasuke?" she asked softer, defeated.

"I-I….I was just looking out for you, you're my comrade." The look she gave him made him want to take those words back immediately.

"Go home, Sasuke." She muttered as she stood up and headed for the washroom.

"Wait," she kept walking. "Wait a second, Sakura!" she didn't turn around. "Sakura!" he grabbed her wrist and spun her around. Her face was streaked with tears, her trembling hand covered her mouth, as if trying to hold back sobs.

"What, Sasuke?" she spoke in barely a whisper.

"Sakura," he whispered, a sudden overwhelming feeling filled him. "Ilove you, Sakura." her head shot up so fast he feared she may have got whiplash. She just stared dubiously.

"Sakura?" he said, suddenly uncertain. She seemed to be in some sort of shock. "Sakura?" a steady grin began to spread across her face. She muttered something along the lines of "At least someone around here has some balls" but before he could question it her mouth was on his.

They broke apart for a second. "Happy Valentines Day." he breathed against her mouth before claiming it once again.

Thanks for reading, and I give the credit of the quote "I hate Valentines Day, it's singles awareness day" to the girl who sits next to me in first hour!

Happy Valentines Day! now review.