Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Speak Up ❯ Inner Voices ( Chapter 9 )

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Title: Speak Up Disclaimer: I'm not entirely sure if Sasuke and Hinata have even officially met
in the series.
Rating: PG-13 ( T ) – Cause it's about to turn pervy.
Spoilers: Umm...I guess I've given away that Sakura becomes a medic-nin, does that count?
Summary: Naruto shook her off and confronted Sasuke again, "Not until he apologizes and
promises to leave Hinata-chan alone!" SasuHinaNaru.

I know, I'm late. Again.



Chapter 9: Inner Voices

"Be at Ichiraku's ramen stand at noon tomorrow. They'll make their next move then."

‘This is stupid,' Sakura reminded herself for the four hundred and fifty-first time, taking a
tentative sip of her steaming tea. Beneath the table, her foot beat impatiently against the leg of
her chair. ‘Sasuke-kun won't be here.'

Sakura lowered her mug down to the table, glancing at her bare wrist as if it could tell her
how long she had been waiting. She had intentionally left her watch at home that morning,
hoping that not being able to check the time every few seconds might alleviate a bit of stress. It
wasn't helping.

"Excuse me," Sakura called to the waitress behind the counter, beckoning her over with a
pleading hand. "Do you know what time it is?"

The girl glanced quickly at her watch. "Half-past eleven."

"Thanks."

Damn. She wouldn't be able to justify leaving for another thirty-one minutes.

"Learn their plans and report back immediately. Do not – I repeat, do not – intervene."

The vague instructions passed on through her contact repeated themselves over and over.
Sakura still couldn't believe that she had agreed to carry them out, no matter how much her own
curiosity begged to be sated. Her sense of denial strongly protested her participation in this
mission, frightened of learning things that it couldn't explain away.

Still, something about Hyuuga Neji's concern rang true. The way he had looked at her the
other night...well, it sent chills up Sakura's spine.

"Sasuke-kun won't be here," Sakura muttered, muffling her words in her clenched hands.
Saying it aloud helped little. "He won't be here."

"Welcome! How can I help you?"

"I just need to use the phone."

"250 yen minimum." ( 1 )

"Hmph," a derisive snort followed. "Fine."

Feeling queasy, Sakura turned on her stool, moving slow to avoid attracting attention
from the target at the opposite end of the counter.

There he stood; Uchiha Sasuke, digging deep into his pockets for loose change.

For the first time all day, Sakura's denial didn't have anything to say.



Footnotes:

( 1 ) 250 yen – a little over 2 US dollars, 2.47 Canadian, 1.09 English pounds, approximately
1.64 Euro, etc. If I've forgotten your currency, sorry.

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Authors Notes: Sorry it's taken me so long to update this week. The whole plagiarism thing
kinda put me off my writing.

Next chapter should be longer and have more SasuHina action.

As usual, un-beta'd.

. ( . Ms Videl Son . ) .

– Love can be black and white. SasuHina.