A/N: Hiya guys ! This is my second attempt at fanfic writing! So more or less I'm still a beginner in these things so I apologize for the errors I have possibly made. Please review! A few advices could really help boost my confidence! And please no flames, I'm not really good at accepting criticisms. If you'd be so kind to correct me, please do it nicely, ne? Thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. Sadly, I only own the plot. T_T
Enjoy the first chapter….
"What?" Sakura Haruno asked – or more likely shrieked – at her blonde manager-slash-annoying best friend, Ino Yamanaka. Ino, surprised at her temperamental best friend's reaction, raised a platinum blonde eyebrow in inquiry.
"What do you mean what? I said you, Sakura Haruno, are going to do a movie with Sasuke Uchiha." She said slowly, as if talking to a retarded kindergartener while checking Sakura's schedule for today.
"But, why him?" She asked exasperated.
"Why not him?" Ino countered.
"Why didn't you inform me about this earlier? You could've asked me before you agreed! Ugh, I am so not doing this." She said huffing in anger then crossed her arms in infuriation.
"Sakura Haruno, give me one good reason why you don't want to do a freakin' movie with Uchiha Sasuke. And why is this a big deal, anyway? You didn't even throw a fit like this when you were asked to do a music video with Gaara No Sabaku." She shuddered at the thought of the tattooed & insomniac band vocalist.
"Hey! Panda-kun's a nice guy! If you got to know him better." Sakura defended him.
"Panda? Where the hell did that come from?" Ino asked her gossip senses tingling.
"Um… Nothing! I was just teasing him about his eyes. He said it was natural." Sakura remembered.
"Seriously? I thought he had a truckload of eyeliners for his eyes to look like that every time." Ino said.
"Anyways, that's not the point! I asked you why you agreed to this, this monstrosity!" She thundered, pointing an accusing glare at Ino's direction.
"Pfft. Monstrosity? Yeah, right. You're overreacting, forehead." Ino called her with her childhood nickname.
She glared harder.
"Okay, okay, fine." She grumbled.
Sakura almost bounced in joy when Ino was clutching her mobile phone. Then, as she typed the numbers of Sasuke Uchiha's manager, Shikamaru Nara (which she has a not-so-secret crush on), she hesitated. And Sakura's face fell in disappointment.
"Wait, you didn't tell me your reason yet." She remembered before she could press the 'call button'.
"Uhm… I don't like him… very much." She said, her eyes avoiding Ino's intent gaze on her.
"You're lying." Ino accused. She flinched.
"I always know when you're lying. You avoid eye contact with me. You're such a bad liar, forehead." She stated.
The girl interrogated gulped nervously.
"I… I knew him once." She twiddled and connected her two index fingers, much like Hinata Hyuuga, their well-renowned singer of a best friend.
"When?" Ino fired back, rapidly. Eager – much too eager – for the upcoming gossip.
"During my middle school days." She answered back.
It kinda reminded her of the psychological examinations where you had to answer with the first thing that comes into your mind. She knew that if her blonde best friend weren't a model, her manager, and a fashion designer, she knew she would make a great interrogator.
"That's it?" Ino asked, unconvinced. "You were throwing a huge temper tantrum because you don't want to do a movie with Sasuke Uchiha, the modern day Adonis, just because he was your schoolmate back in the days?" She asked, sarcasm dripping like acid on her tongue.
"Ugh, of course that's not just it, Ino!" She snapped back.
"Then, what?" She asked.
"I… I-I had a crush on him." Sakura said in a wavering voice. The last three words were merely a whisper but Ino's keen sense of hearing for gossip and rumors heard it as clear as a bell.
"What? How? Why?" she said, sprouting a dozen of other questions before she was able to draw another breath in. There goes the interrogator again…
"Will you please calm down? I'll just tell you all about it. Then, will you stop bugging me?" She asked annoyed and embarrassed at the same moment. She knew that she would never be able to go out of this room again if she didn't tell Ino all the 'juicy details', as she called it. Ino's curiosity was really too much. Maybe when God sprinkled curiosity in the world, Ino grabbed all of it for herself.
Ino nodded twice, her head bobbing up and down like some over-obedient puppy. Her eyes were gleaming as she imagined all the possibilities of a high school romance between her pink-haired BFF and the stunning, gorgeous, handsome, dazzling, striking, good-looking, alluring onyx-eyed Sasuke Uchiha.
"It all started on a Friday. It was our second to the last subject Drama Class…" Sakura started narrating her high school life. The words flowed through her mouth like a memorized fairy tale. The words melting in together to form a soothing harmony…
"Alright! Listen up, maggots!" Anko Mitarashi, the drama class teacher, thundered.
The previously noise-filled classroom turned deathly silent.
Satisfied with the result of her intimidating voice and frosty glare, she cleared her throat before speaking,
"We're going to do a play for the upcoming Sakura festival. It's about a prince falling in love with an ordinary peasant girl and all that crap. And for your information, I did not choose this kind of story. Maito Gai did."
Groans of distaste and squeals of enthusiasm were heard at the same time. Then, the room erupted into a chaos of chatter. Girls were gushing about how they were excited to do a completely cheesy romance story. While the guys groaned in irritation and mumbled things like: Worthless Gai-sensei… Should've taken him out when I had the chance… Stupid hopeless romantic… Trying to take all his love life frustrations out on us…
Anko, totally annoyed by all the chatter, boomed…
"Shut up! Anyone I hear talking will be sent to a one-week detention with Ibiki." She threatened.
All the students in the room turned silenced themselves at the mention of the terror teacher, Morino Ibiki.
She smirked, sensing their distress. She grabbed the fishbowl full of rolled-up paper from the edge of the wooden table.
"Now, I'll pick the person who'll be playing as the Prince. One more thing, once I have picked someone's name as that character, there will be no more complaints and objections. Or else…" She glared at practically every pupil in the room with her challenging glare.
She didn't need to end the last sentence; the students already knew what words followed after that: Detention with none other than, Morino Ibiki, the retired military interrogator. And they were sure as hell that it wasn't just an empty threat.
When nobody dared to speak, she continued…
"So, for the male protagonist, the prince…"
Majority of the male populace of the room had their fingers crossed.
She dunked her hand into the fishbowl. Then she grabbed a rolled-up piece of paper from the bottom of the glass bowl.
She opened the piece of paper. She smirked evilly as she saw whose name it was.
"Uchiha Sasuke." Anko spoke in a loud smug voice.
The boys silently grunted in disappointment. Then, all eyes were on THE Sasuke Uchiha.
He was tall. He had a pale complexion, and a perfect face. He possessed a straight nose, high cheekbones and raven-haired silky hair. His hair was dark blue, almost black. It spiked up at the back, in a gravity-defying manner and his bangs framed the sides of his face nicely, accentuating his prominent cheekbones. But the most remarkable feature of his was his eyes. His eyes were onyx, as black as midnight. His eyes were so captivating you would probably drown in them. All in all, he was gorgeous.
He had his chin on top of his hand that was propped up on the table. His face was warped in obvious boredom. When he heard his name called and the stares he was receiving, he raised one aristocratic eyebrow. Then he stared at the teacher, when all he got was still silence, he grumbled,
"Hn. Annoying." Then he was back into his original position: chin resting on the palm of his hand and staring out of the window.
That short but snarky remark made one of Anko's eyebrow twitch in annoyance. She ignored the Uchiha's comment then continued on with the name-picking. She announced,
"Then, for the female protagonist, the peasant girl…" She repeated what she did just a second ago. All that changed was her reaction. Instead of smirking in satisfaction, her eyes bulged out slightly in surprise. Then that awfully evil grin was plastered on her face.
"Haruno Sakura." She declared.
The girl spoken to, snapped her head up in surprise, obviously caught off guard, from the thick book she was reading.
The girl had the most exotic and exquisite beauty. She had vibrant and sparkling emerald orbs. Her eyes portrayed innocence that only a few women in the classroom possessed. Her eyes were so clear and speak so much about her. It was like reading her soul through her viridian eyes.
Her lively eyes were matched with bright pink hair that ended at the middle of her back. She had it tied in a half-ponytail with a red ribbon. She had a pretty heart-shaped face with slightly rounded cheekbones. She had her uniform worn in the proper way, unlike some of her slutty classmates, and she had black-rimmed glasses on.
The girl blushed and shivered at the same time. Blushed, because of all the stares she's been getting and shivered, because of all the jealous glares that were boring a hole at her head.
She ignored the stares and glares then continued reading, oblivious to the onyx-eyes that were focused on her reading form.
"Sakura Haruno, huh? This should be interesting." Uchiha Sasuke mused.
After all the other minor characters were announced, the aggressive teacher spoke,
"We'll start practicing by the Friday of next week. I'll give all of you your scripts by Monday. I expect you are halfway memorizing your lines by the time we start practicing. Understood?" she spoke in a threatening tone.
Most of the students were biting their tongue to avoid groaning in frustration and from complaining. It would most definitely result in getting them to spend time with Morino Ibiki.
"Alright. Class dismissed." She said when nobody else asked questions.
The students filed out of the room one by one. The room was empty of students except one. Anko looked up to see Sakura Haruno still in the classroom. The girl was walking towards her table. She bowed slightly then said…
"Anko-sensei, may I ask you one question?" She asked politely.
"If it's about the roles on the play, there's no chance I'll let you off the hook for being the peasant girl. I'm sorry but what's done is done. It won't be fair if I allowed you to have your role replaced, kiddo." She said.
"Oh… I see." She sighed. She was about to head out of the room when she saw that Anko was having a hard time carrying all her things. She asked,
"Let me help you, sensei." She said taking the stack of papers from her teacher's left hand.
"Oh, thanks." Anko said as she grabbed her bag that was slung on the backrest of the teacher's chair.
As they arrived at the door of the faculty room, Sakura handed back the stack of papers to Anko. She bowed down and left.
"Nice kid. Hope she doesn't get mauled by the Uchiha brat's deranged fangirls." She thought as she entered the room.
As Sakura was heading to her locker to grab her PE uniform from her locker, she noticed it was deathly silent. She looked around and noticed not another single soul was around.
"Damn, I'm late." She thought as she sprinted down the hallway to her locker.
Her next class was PE, the last class of the day. It was her personal hellhole. It was not just because of the subject and what you were forced to do in it but also because of the teacher. She was sure Momochi Zabuza was a pro at torturing or he was just a sadist. She shuddered.
When she reached her locker, she opened it as fast as she could. She stuffed her books in then grabbed her PE uniform. She slammed the door of her locker shut then sprinted off to the gym.
When she turned left at the end of the corner, still dashing as fast as she could, she collided with a warm solid chest. She shut her eyes tight, expecting the cold hard floor to meet her rear end.
When she realized it was taking her too long to fall and she heard a throaty chuckle, she peeped through her eyes. Then she was drowning in a pool of mesmerizing orbs. She was too absorbed in staring at those pair of pitch-black eyes. Sakura was disrupted from her reverie when she heard a husky, masculine voice said,
"Done enough staring, Haruno?"
A/N: So how was it?? Hope it was good enough to satisfy your SasuSaku craving... I apologize for the cliffie! Haha, besides you don't need to be a genius to figure out who that was, ne?
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