Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sassychan ❯ Chapter 19: When Sakura finds out Part 1 ( Chapter 19 )

Author's Notes:

 

I am living a life of mockery and indignity. But I bear with it and push it to the background because I like a happy life. Drama is for Sharon Cuneta, Meryll Streep, what not what not.

 

Please do not take humor away from me.

 

DISCLAIMER:

 

--holding Naruto and the rest of his trademark items, all the while, looking wildly around similarly to what a deranged man would do---I will own Naruto!!!!!!!!

 

But do not yet though. Nope, I do not own Naruto. Yet.

 

Sassychan

By Boyarina

 

Chapter 19: When Sakura finds out Part 1

 

It took less than a day for Naruto and Sasuke to fall back to their usual routine after that knee-grinding groin incident. Unbelievable. After trying to kill each other (“What did do that for?!” -Naruto; In a placard, Sasuke wrote: “I did that for Sakura (swoon).”), they are now back to their jolly bickering selves. They passed jibes back and forth, with Naruto saying his verbally, while Sasuke contributing his in a piece of balled-up paper thrown at Naruto's head or in the placard they have given him, while she, Sakura, is cast aside like an actor the screenwriter forgot to write an act for.

 

She had got to get back to Uchiha Sasuke's circulation!

 

Over breakfast, Sakura contemplated her options. She could got to him directly and tell him point blank what she thinks is his purpose of coming back to Konoha or she could play the hapless female so she could lure Sasuke into falling to her trap, or rather to her clutches—no, wait, that doesn't sound right…to lure him into admitting that he really wanted to have a family with her.

 

Ah…..that sounds so much better…so much like the meek and demure female that she is. Ahem.

 

“Sakura, would you quit frowning one second and smiling the next and just tell me if you like my muffins?” Naruto demanded a frown on his face, hands akimbo and legs spread wide. If he had been attempting to intimidate her with that manly stance, it unfortunately is ruined by the frilly yellow apron he is wearing.

 

“Why can't you be more appreciative like Uchiha-teme?” he asked, yet again, nodding at Sasuke-kun who at that time demolished one muffin in the space of a second.

 

Sakura raised one eyebrow when their dark-haired teammate took another muffin, temporarily stuck it between his teeth, and then bent to down to write something on his placard. After the longest time, he finally raised it.

 

I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT LIKING IT.

 

A muscle went taut on Naruto's jaw. Jabbing his spatula at Sasuke's direction, he said in an annoyed voice, “You ate fifteen of them!”

 

Sasuke merely shrugged at Naruto's angry exclamation. He tore off the paper of his original message and bent down once again to scramble down something new.

 

I AM FAMISHED, ERGO, EVERYTHING WILL DO FINE. EVEN YOUR COOKING.

 

Naruto smirked, “Ya just don't want to admit that you really like chocolates and you absolutely love my cooking.”

 

Sasuke sighed and rolled his eyes heavenwards, looking for the life of him like he is imploring the heavens for a dam-full of patience. He looked so much similar to a cute and adorable Hinata-chan during the times she is caught between her overprotective Neji and lust-filled Shino that Sakura almost laughed aloud.

 

Almost.

 

She did most certainly did a double-take for she did not—could not—even explain why she compared Sasuke-kun (cool, brooding Sasuke-kun) to meek, tender-hearted Hinata. Brandishing her mental scissors, she quickly unrolled the imaginary reel of her thoughts and cut that most disgruntling idea out.

 

There, everything back to normal.

 

“I didn't know you like chocolate muffins so much Sasuke-kun.” Sakura asked as she bit into Naruto's chocolate concoction; her eyes followed Sasuke-kun's hand while he is reaching to get (again) another muffin from the center plate.

 

“Ha!” Naruto crowed, “See? Even Sakura-chan noticed it!”

 

Normally, that particular kind of Naruto-reply would have floored Sasuke, but today, he just scoffed silently. Devouring the muffin in two quick bites, he got back to his placard and wrote his reply.

 

A STARVING MAN WOULD EAT ANYTHING.

 

Naruto's face pinched into a scowl. “Why can't you just admit you like my cooking?” he snapped, roughly jerking at the stings that held the apron to his body. He crumpled it into his fist and summarily cast it viciously on the table.

 

Sasuke just blinked at Naruto's outburst and raised a ready-made placard.

 

GOES AGAINST ALL MY PRINCIPLES.

 

Sakura choked back a laugh, while Naruto, on the other hand, snarled. After giving them an infuriated glower, he stormed out of the kitchen, fuming.

 

Sakura shifted her beady eyes towards Sasuke who seemed to be struggling to hold a smile that was intent on breaking across his face.

 

“You liked it, didn't you?,” she asked slyly. Goading Sasuke to tell her the truth, she held her muffin up to their eye-level and took a mouth-watering bite out of it.

 

The corners of Sasuke's mouth twitched. He ducked his head and quickly scrambled a new message again on his placard.

 

SURE DID.

 

Sakura pounded on her chest when the miniscule pieces of the muffin she just swallowed went down the wrong pipe in time with the bubble of laughter that came out of her. Had she not had better control of her chewed up muffin, it would definitely passed out of her nostrils and got itself splattered on Sasuke's shirt.

 

She continued to hack and cough in the most undignified fashion until after Sasuke gave her a mighty whack on the back.

 

“Thanks,” she wheezed out, taking a huge gulp of water from her glass. Feeling a tap on her shoulder, she looked over to Sasuke and found him standing up, with his placard held up for her to read.

 

I AM GOING OUT.

 

“Would it be all right if the two of us train?” she asked, hopping from her stool to face him. With all seriousness, Sasuke slowly withdrew his placard and contemplated his answer.

 

WHY NOT YOU AND INO?

 

Sakura felt nonplussed by his question. She would have understood it if he asked that she train with Naruto instead, but with Ino?

 

“Ino and I do not train together. Naruto and I do though….” She trailed off wondering why Sasuke's lips suddenly tightened into a grim line. Dismissing it, she continued, “But I would like to see how I would level up with you, Uchiha Sasuke.”

 

Sasuke gave her an appraising stare, indecision written all over his face. After waiting for a full minute for his reply (the last 50 seconds of which, she was gravely considering just dragging Sasuke along with her to the training grounds), Sasuke finally raised his placard.

 

WHEN YOU SPAR WITH NARUTO, WHAT IS THE USUAL RESULT?

 

Sakura thought his question funny, if not totally strange (much like the last one), but considering that he hasn't said no yet, she is once again willing to let it go.

 

“I usually would end up underneath him,” she answered truthfully. At this, for some reason, Sasuke's jaw dropped. In rapid-fire succession, he changed the message on his placard and held up a new inquiry.

 

WHAT?

 

Sakura frowned. She hasn't an idea where all these questions are leading to, but, it better be good.

 

Reminding herself that this is Sasuke she is speaking to, she eased the annoyed expression from her face. “I mean that I usually loses and that since Naruto has been completely poisoned by his Sannin-sensei Jiraiya, he most of the time, ties me up and sits on me or flattens me to the ground to ensure my defeat.” she replied, now smiling discreetly for she intentionally left out something of vital importance. Sasuke really would not need to know that Naruto always is forced to hold her down and threaten to sic Lee on her until she cried mercy because she never gives up, would he?

 

NARUTO ALWAYS SITS ON YOU?

 

Sakura blinked, surprised at the new message before her. After reading it, she almost could have sworn it sounded incredulous instead of being merely curious.

 

Remembering the compromising positions she would find herself in (mostly under Naruto's masculine length), Sakura felt an unwanted blush creeping up her neck.

 

“Not always….” she hedged, getting mighty uncomfortable all of a sudden. Thinking that a change of topic is in order, she asked again her original request, “So, would you train with me?”

 

Perhaps we could get you to sit on us too! Inner Sakura yelled gleefully.

 

Reading Sasuke's face, Sakura sensed his annoyance at some unknown entity increased a notch higher. Feeling ill at ease that Sasuke heard her Inner Self, she ruthlessly stomped on Inner Sakura to shut her up. Well, all things considered, she doesn't really know if he is irked because he has read her intentions all too clearly or if he became jealous because of her confession, but she could never be too careful.

 

If indeed Sasuke is jealous, it would actually all add up. For one, why would he have asked for her to seek Ino to train with instead of Naruto? Two, why did his eyebrows clashed alarmingly together at the mention of Naruto sitting on her?

 

Uchiha Sasuke is jealous, isn't he?

 

Thrilled at the very thought that the cosmos are finally working in her favor, Sakura couldn't help the small giggle that broke out of her placid countenance. When Sasuke scowled all the more, Sakura clamped her lips together, fearing that more these mini-giggles would escape her control.

 

COME. LET'S TRAIN.

 

After carefully scanning and rescanning the message in front of her, Sakura have nearly given out an un-lady-like whoop if not for the instincts of not appearing brash in the presence of Sasuke been deeply ingrained in her. At a loss of what to do now (which is weird), Sakura just sat there dazed, half-gaping in disbelief.

 

ARE YOU COMING?

Realizing that Sasuke just flashed another message that insisted for her to go together with him—an event that is yet to happen in her lifetime, until now—Sakura flew to her feet and followed his retreating figure.

 

In her gut, she knew that this is going to be one unforgettable day. She is going to make sure of that.