A/N: HI!!! Yay, winter break!!! Yet I have about five more frigg'n essays to write!! T.T I'm sorry I haven't been updating unlike all those other authors who are updating like, three chapters everyday…But still, I updated!!! (Yes, I have been extremely busy, and still is…poor me…T.T)

Happy '08!!!

Disclaimer: I'm a KOREAN GIRL, thank you very much, not a Japanese guy…so go figure. (I was hoping Santa would get me Naru-chan for Christmas…but nooooo, he DIDN'T!! me sad..XD)

Warnings: Yes, there are usage of "inappropriate vulgar language" in here…meaning SWEARING, kiddies!! So no read if you think you're too young or something…seriously. They have this wonderful thing called BACK BUTTON.

I'm NOT American, so expect some (because Santa didn't give me a beta reader for Christmas either) grammar and spelling mistakes…

Okie, supa-long chapter..NOT!

The bottom half is an appreciation one-shot :D

READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTE ON THE BOTTOM EVEN IF YOU DON'T READ THE STORY!!!

Sakura did not know how it happened- but the next thing she knew, they were out of the club. She heard him fumble with his keys and when she next blinked, he was kicking the door open.

Funny thing, she didn't remember breaking apart from him at all during all these events- how did he manage?

But that was the last question in mind, as her back came in contact with soft, comfortable surface- maybe a bed.

Then she let her sanity give in to her urges, and set her senses free for the rest of the night.

-.--..---…Chapter 4: Unpleasant Morning…---..--.-

Haruno Sakura was (once again) NOT HAPPY.

She stormed through the streets, her arms straight down and unmoving with her fists clenched. Her unkempt short hair danced frantically due to her speed, and dark aura emitted from her presence.

As she passed, all villagers backed away from her path, and stuck themselves to the nearest wall hoping to save themselves. Some even ran inside out of fear.

Though Sakura was called "Konoha's blossom" eminent for her beauty, dexterity and compassion, she was also infamous for her violent temper.

The villagers had witnessed the unpleasant events and injuries Naruto had gone through due to the kunoichi ("That poor, poor boy," a nurse once said to her friends, "he lets his mouth get the best of him, and end up in the hospital almost everyday. Yet he's healthy and cheerful as ever. I pity him.")

and they certainly did not wish to find out the limit of pain a human being could handle without dying.

(Because when Sakura heard what the nurse had said, she snorted. "He should be grateful- I don't bother using chakra when I beat him up. I want to keep him alive, you know." That sent the nurses scurrying away.).

Sakura was currently in a I-hate-the-him-I'm-going-to-beat-the-living-shit-out-of-him-the-heal-him-and-do-it-again-and-make-him-wish-he-was-dead mood.

She clenched her teeth forcefully behind her thin lips to retain from murmuring her thoughts out loud- she at least wanted to keep her reputation of being sane and intelligent, no matter how indignant she was.

Sakura's narrowed eyes were focused straight ahead to Ichiraku's, and didn't give side glances her surroundings.

Don't get her wrong, she was certainly not oblivious of the trepidation and apprehension she was causing amongst the villagers- it was just that she had priorities when it came to thoughts.

She had more important matters to contemplate about- like Uchiha Sasuke.

Argh, Sakura spat, disturbed by the mere mention of that despicable name. Especially after this morning's incident, that is.

That stupid, stupid, inconsiderate, insensitive bastard!her mind screamed, how could he leave me like that after what he has done last night?!

.-..--…---…--..-.

Flashback

Earlier this morning:

"Hm…"Sakura groaned as light filled the room.

She cracked her eye open to meet a black ceiling, and turned to her side to spot an electronic clock that read, "10:34".

Sakura rolled her body over and buried her face into the pillow, taking in its scent.

'hm…shampoo…' she thought, 'this bed is so comfortable…and the black sheets are-'

"WHAT?!" Sakura screamed as she immediately sat up, her eyes widened.

This was NOT her room- her room was pink, and so were her sheets.

'Okay…don't panic, Sakura, don't panic,' she told herself, 'just think…what happened last night?'

Sakura closed her eyes and meditated, frustrated that she didn't know where she was, let alone remember what had led her into this situation.

A soft breeze blew through the open window, and tickled Sakura's skin. She shuddered at the chill, wondering why it felt so cold even in her night wear.

'Wait,' Sakura froze. She looked down on herself, and-

"OH MY GOD, WHERE THE HELL ARE MY CLOTHES?" she shouted.

Then the previous night came back to her, crystal clear-his lips on hers-his body against hers- and the fact that she enjoyed it. (And, in a sense, initialed it too.)

"Damn it, damn it, what the fuck am I going to do? I did it with him?!" Sakura fumed, her hands gripping her head and swearing out loud.

'Is he still here?' The bed she was in was empty, and she looked around the room frantically to find a piece of folded paper that read "Sakura", laying innocently on the bedside drawer.

Sakura quickly reached for the note, and a key fell from within as she picked it up.

It read:

Sakura,

If you have not figured yet, you are at my apartment. Do not freak out. Nothing happened between us, and whatever did happen was not intentional, and you will not say a word about it.

I understand that you had consumed alcohol, and your thoughts were hazy, so I will forgive and overlook your actions.

I am leaving my extra key here. Make sure you lock the door at your departure, and make sure no one sees you walking out of here.

Do not look for me, and return the keys if you come across me.

Do not give it to Naruto to hand me.

Sasuke

Sakura calmly tore the paper into shreds, and threw them into a nearby trashcan.

Then, she grabbed the nearest pillow, buried her face, and shrieked.

A scream rang through the whole apartment building.

End Flashback

.-..--…---…--..-.

Sakura bit her lips to retain from screaming out her anger. (Again and her throat was still throbbing from the earlier one- also she didn't want to add terror to the already frightened villagers.)

She could not believe just how arrogant the asshole was.

He wrote as if he had done nothing, and she was the culprit of their incident!

'I understand that your thoughts were hazy, so I will forgive and overlook your actions'? My ass! I don't want his frigg'n forgiveness- I want apology!! she thought, che, writing and acting all innocent like that- shit, wait 'til I find him- I'll make sure he'll be stuck in the hospital for MONTHS!!!

Sakura then winced, and her right knee buckled for a split second.

Can't believe he was my first, she thought bitterly as she tried to gather her normal composure again.

I was drunk, too…why did I go to the bar by myself again? Oh right, that was because of him, too… she sighed, wish he had never come back…maybe Itachi should have won. Nope, nope, I don't want the psychotic weasel alive. Definitely no. But still-

"Sa, Sakura-sama," a voice snapped Sakura out of her thought, and a presence hastily blocked her path.

"What?" Sakura sneered, glaring at the nervous chuunin.

"Ts, Tsunade-sama requires y, your presence. Immediately," the boy stuttered out, not wishing to face Sakura's wrath.

"What for?" Sakura replied, wondering why her mentor would want her on her second day off.

"A mission,"

Sakura held her hand up and waved it carelessly.

"Got it. Dismissed."

"Hai," and the chuunin disappeared faster than normal.

Sakura headed for the Hokage's office, not in a bit amused or excited.

.-..--…---…--..-.

Sakura knocked on the wooden door.

"This is Haruno Sakura. I heard you called, shishou," she stated.

A creak of chair and shuffling sounds were heard from the room.

"Come in, your mission squad is already here," Tsunade said.

Mission squad…oh my god, please don't be him, he can'tbe there, don't be him, anyone but him, Sakura's mind pleaded.

When she opened the door, Sakura forced a smile.

And she knew, someone up there really didn't like her.

-.--..---…The End of Chapter 4…---..--.-

A/N: Heehee, a cliffy…XD Sorry for writing such a short chapter!! I'll make the next longer!!

Read the story below- it's a completely unrelated one-shot :D

BONUS HOLIDAY GIFT FIC!!!

.v..V…v….How to remove a Curse mark….v…V..v.

.v..V…V..v.

Haruno Sakura was a 19-old girl with shoulder-length pink hair, and sparkling green eyes.

Though she was not tall, she was lean with a creamy, flawless skin (despite her profession as a ninja), was considered "beautiful" by many (she was often called "Konoha's Blossom"), and even had her very own (desperate) fanclub, consisting of majority of Konoha.

Not only that, but she was a respected and skilled medic and kunoichi, an ANBU, and she had close and trust-worthy friends.

Her life couldn't get any better- yet she currently felt miserable.

Why, you ask?

Because Uchiha Sasuke thought she was a pathetic, crazy retard.

She didn't do anything wrong, really.

She might have tried rubbing an eraser on his neck, tried to burn him, but hey, she was only trying to help him!

Sakura sighed, leaning against her bed on her bedroom floor.

On her lap were a hand-size pink notepad, and a thin, hard-covered book that read How to remove a cursed mark.

She had already seen the dangers of the cursed mark Orochi-gay-maru(yes, she called him that) had given him, how it could even take over him; and that was what she was worried about. She wanted to get rid of the mark, so that Sasuke would be safe from giving into his hatred and his inner demons.

Pursing her lips, Sakura picked up her notepad and started flipping through it, where she had written down the plans from the book.

Pg.1

Plan 1: Try erasing it with an eraser, just in case it's fake.

Okay, so she was quite sure that the mark was REAL, but she DID try- just to make sure it was.

Attempt: In hospital bed.

Result: FAILED.

Reaction: Stared at me weirdly, avoided me for about a month.

Sakura inwardly winced at the memory. It had not really been successful, and had not done her reputation any good.

Flashback

Sasuke was now lying on the hospital bed, sleeping.

He had been found unconscious just a couple of days ago, right outside the Konoha border.

He had been brought immediately to the hospital, and Sakura had been assigned to heal him, since all the other nurses were likely (or at least try) to take advantage of the dark-haired Uchiha's state.

Sakura gulped as she stared at the Uchiha, making sure he was indeed asleep, then took out a white eraser from her pocket.

Nervously, she approached, and when she was just about to rub it—

"Sakura, what are you doing with an eraser?"

The Uchiha had woken up.

Sakura stepped backwards, tripping over her own foot, and landing on the ground.

"It's, it's not an eraser! It's a…a…modified medicine of sort! Yeah!"

And with that, she sprinted out of the room to inform Tsunade of Sasuke's awakening.

End Flashback

Smooth, Sakura, she thought to herself at the memory.

Then she flipped to the next page.

Pg 2:

Plan 2: Use duck tape. If he's really a man, he'll endure the pain!

Attempt: At his home, in the middle of the night.

Result: FAILED.

Reaction: First told me I was a stalker; didn't talk for another month.

This plan had not gone as well as planned, either; but she did enjoy the last part.

Flashback

Sakura quietly opened the window, and stealthily crawled to his bedside.

It had been three months since his return, and he was on probation/house arrest; whichever one fitted.

She had reacquainted with him, and he had forgotten about the "eraser incident". Now here she was again, about to do something so stupid even Naruto would not ever dare to do.

Sakura carefully lifted the cover and slid it down a bit, so she had access to where his cursed seal was. She took out a roll of duck tape from her pocket, cut off a piece and place it over his seal.

As she reached to pull of the seal, though, she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and tugged down.

She yelped, and moments later, found herself pinned down by a very furious Sasuke.

Please be shirtless please be shirtless please be shirtless, her mind screamed, and luckily, kami-sama was on her side today.

On top of her was the one and only Uchiha Sasuke (though a bit pissed), growling only in baggy sweatpants.

"What are you doing here?" he sneered.

"Checking…on…you? Requested by Tsunade-sama…?" Sakura answered, unsure of what she was even saying.

His grip loosened, and she quickly rushed out the window I came in from.

Sakura was a very happy girl for the rest of the night, beside the fact that Uchiha Sasuke officially thought of her as a stalker.

End Flashback

Sakura was no longer a rabid, lovesick fangirl; she was now strong, mature and independent.

But she still savored the scene of Sasuke in his bedroom, very shirtless, with her fidgeting, and-

Naughty, naughty Sakura. She stopped her thoughts before they got anywhere else.

Sakura once again flipped the page.

Pg 3

Plan 3: Attempt to whack off with a fish.

Sakura might have tried the first two stunts, but she was NOT that stupid.

Seriously, whacking a frigg'n cursed seal with a fish

Whoever had made this book had some wild imagination.

Pg 4

Plan 4: Burn off. Hey, I never said this wasn't going to hurt!

True, it never really guaranteed the safety of the subject. So, as idiotic as it may sound, Sakura tried. Unsuccessful, once again.

Attempt: During a punishment/D-rank mission of helping out at the ramen shop

Result: FAILED.

Reaction: Stare at me like I grew two heads and I had gone psychotic, seemed very concerned for my mental state and others' physical well-beings, and made a bet with me.

It had taken place seven months after his return, which was five months after the duck-tape-in-a-bedroom-with-a-shirtless-Sasuke incident.

Sakura had waited for a while until her next attempt with another plan, for she didn't want Sasuke too suspicious of her.

Sasuke was still on probation, so team seven was not allowed to go on regular missions yet- instead, they were given a D-rank mission to help out at the ramen shop.

Naruto had been beyond enthusiastic, and so had been Sakura, for she would get a chance to try the next plan in the book.

They, Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke and Sai had worked in the kitchen for a few hours- and Sakura was vigilantly waiting for the moment to strike.

Then, when Sasuke was occupied with amusing himself by listening to Naruto and Sai's arguments, Sakura had picked up the metal chopsticks that she had place over the fire for the last hour, and aimed it at his seal mark.

But Sasuke had easily dodged it, and had quickly grabbed Sakura's wrists.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" He had shouted angrily.

Of course he had every right to be angry. Those burning chopsticks could have killed him if they had hit him on the neck.

"Sakura," he had started, looking straight into her eyes, "This is the third time you tried a stupid stunt on me since my return, and I'm getting frustrated."

When she did not answer, he had continued.

"Look, I'm going to make a bet so that you'll stop. If you don't pull off anything stupid on me for the next year, I'll do one thing you want me to do. Whatever it is. But if I catch you doing an unreasonable stunt again, it's the other way around. Deal?"

She had only meekly nodded, for his figure was intimidating.

Sakura sighed. How could she have agreed to such a thing? By next year, the cursed mark might have already taken over him, and it would be because she had not been able to get rid of it!

But seeing the next plan suggested in the book, the mark was not going anywhere.

Pg. 5

Plan 5: Ask the clan leader to remove it. Hey, who better to do it then his clan?

Orochi-gay-maru was buried six feet under, by the hands of his darling Sasuke-kun, and Sakura didn't plan on sneaking around the sound territory, poking at grounds to find the dead pedophile.

All of her attempts had failed, and now she didn't have anything new to try to remove the stupid seal.

There has to be something more in here, Sakura thought as she picked up the book How to remove a Curse Mark, and flipped through.

Chapter two: How to remove a cursed seal made by a snake freak

Sakura mentally slapped herself—how could she have not noticed that there was a second chapter?!

Plan 1: Make the subject drink the anti-curse potion instructed below.

Ingredients: 3 Tomatoes, 1 cup of wasabe(Japanese spicy paste thing), 2 cups of grinded raw salmon, …

Sakura grinned.

Oh, she knew how to make this work without Sasuke knowing that it was her who had given him this.

.v..V…V..v.

It was the day of the New Year's Party. Ino had volunteered to host the party at her place, and all of rookie nine and team Gai were invited—which of course, included the teachers as well.

Sakura showed up at Ino's an hour before the party to help her set up. The first thing Sakura did when she came in, was head straight for the refrigerator, and hide a bottle of some sort of liquid deep behind other objects.

"Sakura, what is that?" Ino asked.

"Nothing, I'm getting water, that's all," Sakura replied, and Ino didn't question her best friend.

Hour later, guests started arriving. Surprisingly, everyone had made it except Lee and Gai, who were on a mission.

(Even Sasuke was there, though he was actually forced to come by Naruto; but Sakura really didn't care why as long as he was actually there, because her plan required his presence.)

The ninjas socialized, laughed, and conversed, each enjoying themselves in their own little ways. (Shino was talking with Kiba even, and Kakashi had for once, put away his dirty book to reunite with old companions and students.)

Though Sakura acted as she was enjoying her conversation with Tenten and Ino, her mind was actually occupied elsewhere; the bottle in the refrigerator to be exact. Her overwhelming anticipation was quite hard to hide, actually.

Hours had gone by, and it was only fifteen minutes before the clock would strike exactly twelve.

"Everyone wait here, I'll—"

"I'll get the champagne, Ino!" Sakura cut her off and headed towards the kitchen.

Sakura took out numerous cups, counted them exactly to the number of people, and poured equal amount of liquor in all.

Then, once she made sure the area was clear, Sakura excitedly took out the bottle from earlier.

Her heart racing with anticipation, Sakura opened the cap, and positioned the end over one of the glasses.

"What are you doing?" a baritone voice made her jump.

Sakura almost dropped the bottle and slipped, but a hand caught the bottle and an arm wrapped around her waist to prevent her from falling.

"A, ah, Sasuke-kun!" she managed to say.

Sasuke examined the bottle, sniffed the content, then quirked an eyebrow at her.

"This was for me, wasn't it." He stated more than asked.

Sakura gulped. How could he have known?

"Thought you would stick to the bet," he sighed, "it would have been your benefit. Care to elaborate why you've been doing stupid things?"

Sakura looked to the ground—she knew there was no way out of this one.

Too embarrassed to explain herself, Sakura shuffled through her pocket and held out her pink notepad to Sasuke.

Sasuke's expression remained unchanging as he flipped through each page.

"I found a book titled How to remove a Curse mark on the ground while you were gone," she said barely above a whisper, still uncertain about her actions, "thought I could do something."

Sasuke didn't say anything, but shoved the notepad in his pocket and walked away.

"H, hey!" Sakura called out.

"I'm taking this—the curse mark is not of your business," he slightly scolded, not turning around, "and I'll pick you up at seven tomorrow. Wear something nice. A bet's a bet."

With that, Sasuke disappeared from the kitchen, leaving a stunned Sakura.

"Sakura, where's the champagne?! We only have two more minutes to go! Unless you're drinking them all or something, hurry up!" Ino shouted from the living room.

Sakura snapped out of her thoughts. She looked thoughtfully at the bottle she had brought with her, then poured its contents into the sink.

"HURRY UP, FOREHEAD!!" Ino screeched again.

"I know, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Sakura quickly grabbed the trays and headed to where everybody else was.

The glasses were distributed to each person, and together, they counted down.

"…SIX…FIVE…FOUR…THREE…TWO…ONE!!! HAPPY NEW YEARS, EVERYONE!!"

Hinata giggled, Naruto and Kiba laughed, Ino kissed Shikamaru on the cheek(who now looked like a red pineapple), and Choji laughed at the scene.

Tenten hugged Neji unconsciously, Shino shared his drink with his bugs, Sasuke sipped his glass, and the senseis' eyes sparkled with amusement as they observed their former students celebrate.

As Sakura toasted with Ino, Hinata and Tenten, she knew that this year, something was going to be different.

v..V…v….The End….v…V..v.

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HAPPY NEW YEARS, EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!

A/N: So, I hope you guys enjoyed the holiday fic- I had to add it in to show appreciation to those who read Loathing :) (The appreciation fic is a one-shot on its own)

I want to thank you guys for reviewing, or even just clicking on the story and reading it once, because I'm only a fairly new writer that started writing in early September!!

Thank you so much to all of you for supporting me, and encouraging me to write Loathing; though I write one-shots, I was nervous at first to even start a chapter-fic.

I thought, what if people hate it?

But every favorite, even hit count makes me write, and for whatever amount of reviews I get for one chapter, if at least one says, "update soon! Continue!",

I feel that I need to update, and the idea haunts me..XD

I'm really sorry for not updating regularly, guys!!

This fic will come along bit slowly, but I will NOT discontinue, abandon, or put it on hold!! I will keep going!!

So,

A biiiiig cookie and a thank you to those of you who reviewed:

eskeflowne(yeah, I guess it was a bit fast...:D), TightropeDancing(Thanks, Lexy-chan!!), D3mon.OF.B3ijin(sorry that I took TOO much time..XD), c.b.o.l(thanks!), xXxSakura-chanUchihaxXx(I hope this one "shocked" you again:D), Dark Shining Light(this was sorta my a.s.a.p..XD), Kaoru(glad you like it!), 'GOTH Lolita27'(OMG! I updated!), Inu-ru831(thank you), EmeraldEyes69(Sorry for updating late!!), WingsRider(lol, everybody has their pervy sides at times, I gues..XD), cookiemonsta007.5(me not a rabbit!! I swear!! XP), HopelessRomantic911(Thanks- love your penname!!)

xsavidou: Thank you for saying that my story is unique(in a good way XD), I'm flatterd..:D I'm glad that you like it, and sorry for not updating soon...T.T Oh god, I updated, so pleeeeeeease don't send Oro after me...he scares me!!! XD I totally agree with you that some fanfics are VERY OOC...I don't like them!! If you'd like, I wrote a one-shot called Which one's my future self? and I'm a WHAT?!, and they're both SasuSaku, and discusses the cliche Sasukes and Sakuras on ff(dot)net. I think you might like them. Go Koreans!!! yay!!!

Broken.Heart.Of.Snow: Yes, I enjoy seeing characters drunk, too- it's funny, and the authors can make them OOC without getting criticized..XD Sorry for the late, late update- but hey, it's here :)

Remember, constructive criticisms are ALWAYS welcomed, and if you liked the story, never be shy to click on the "go" button and send me a review!

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Happy Holidays, everyone!!

-Bored Konoha Kuonichi- :)