Chapter Nine

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(Author's note: The point of view (POV) always shifted between the author's POV and Sakura's POV only, so don't get confused since I wanted to make the story flow naturally).

In the quiet hours before dawn, I embarked on my 4 am routine, aiming to win Sasuke Uchiha's heart.

My morning calls sounded more like groans than battle cries, echoing through the stillness with a determination that rivaled the mightiest warriors.

"Ahh!" I declared, my resolve firm, my voice surprisingly operatic for the hour.

With precision, I tackled my most tenacious foe: leg hair. Even my unsuspecting toes didn't escape my ferocity. As daylight broke, my reflection revealed a work in progress, makeup applied skillfully, and cologne applied liberally.

But rules? Rules were merely suggestions, and I was on a mission to defy them.

My mother couldn't resist teasing as she watched me prepare for school, her words dripping with playful humor.

"Dear, is it school or a red-light district?" she quipped.

Undaunted, I retorted, "Impressing Sasuke is a full-time job!"

With unshakeable confidence, I strode into the hallowed halls of our school, my very presence turning boys into a bewildered frenzy, their thoughts venturing into the realm of the absurd.

The boys, unable to contain themselves, indulged in catcalling and teasing, like sailors who'd just spotted a siren.

I, however, remained resolute and unfazed, commanding their silence with a flourish of my hand. "Hush, shut up! I'm extremely busy and very important!"

And then, in the distance, I spied Sasuke, my heart performing a drum solo of anticipation. I decided to deploy the legendary hair flip technique, convinced it would leave Sasuke spellbound. However, my ardor for seduction blinded me to a rather blatant warning sign: "Caution! Wet floor!"

With an extravagant flourish, I unleashed the hair flip, fully expecting to leave Sasuke in a state of jaw-dropped admiration. Instead, I stumbled and descended upon the floor with all the grace of a collapsing giraffe.

Laughter erupted around me, and Sasuke could only cringe, caught in the crossfire of my hilarious misadventure.

Before he could react, Lee swooped in like a caped hero, leaving me simmering with embarrassment as my grand plan took a detour through the realm of slapstick comedy.

Mumbling to myself, I surrendered to the comedic twist of fate, "Well, that didn't go as planned. To the classroom of redemption!"

...

In the midst of their seemingly endless computer lesson, Sakura's world was shaken by an unexpected message from the enigmatic Uchiha Sasuke.

**ON THE COMPUTER**: Message Haruno Sakura from Uchiha Sasuke...

Sakura felt her heart somersault, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

**ON THE COMPUTER**: Re: today's uniform.

Curiosity piqued, Sakura wondered about Sasuke's intentions.

**ON THE COMPUTER** [Sasuke typed]: It turns out you forgot your skirt. Does the skirt missing? I think it is clearly explained in the school rules that anyone must wear a school uniform.

Sasuke's message carried a playful mockery, teasing Sakura for daring to hike her skirt a bit too high, revealing her shapely thighs. With mischief in mind, he continued.

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