not just a pretty face [sasusaku modern au]

twenty three

S.H 

"Morning, Sakura."

She woke up from a husky voice to see the sleepy face of Sasuke right next to her. She blushed, vividly remembering last night when she fell asleep on him. Apparently, they had stayed like that for the whole night. "Hey, Sasuke. We should get ready, hm?"

"Yeah."

They had woken up quite late at one o'clock on an afternoon. The two had agreed to meet the others downstairs at the buffet place at two o'clock, so they took their time to get ready.

Surprisingly it wasn't as awkward as Sakura thought it would be. They both were in a good mood, and Sakura couldn't help but relish in the fact that she could trust Sasuke. 

"Ready to go?" Sasuke asked her, as Sakura pinned the final piece of hair into place. He wore a navy polo shirt with beige shorts.

"Mhm," she hummed before twirling around. "How do I look?"

She wore a white shirt tucked into a pastel pink plaid skirt. On her feet were white Air Forces and a golden necklace was looped around her neck. She only had mascara on and her hair was pinned up in a messy bun. 

"Cute," he smirked. "Now let's go, the others are waiting for us."

"Alright!"

The two exited their room after getting ready, only to get a surprise that Sai and Ino were out in the corridor too.

"Ino-pig!" Sakura exclaimed, running up and linking arms with the blonde. The boys simply nodded at each other.

"Forehead! You can tell me all about what happened last night over break-fast," winked Ino as the four of them walked into the elevator. 

"Nothing happen," Sakura waved it off nervously. "How was your night Ino?"

"Sakura, you fell asleep before you heard it," Sasuke smirked.

"Heard what?"

"The sound effects that made it so obvious that both Sai and Ino were feeling ecstatic-"

"Sasuke!"

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Paris was beautiful.

Sakura could see the tip of the Eiffel Tower everywhere, but Paris' beauty when deeper than just its' landmark.

The old, detailed buildings contrasting to new high rises that made up the city centre were lined by lush trees. The colour of vibrant nature stood out amongst the plain white walls of the buildings. Exquisite food could be smelt at every corner, making all passerby's mouth water. 

A curving river cut through the city centre, several boats docked. The sun setting only added to the charm of the city, and Sakura couldn't help but want to live in Paris for the rest of her life.

Paris was indeed beautiful. 

She especially liked how even one tiny café in Paris could match the city so perfectly well. It was small and quiet, but all of its walls had beauty in the paintings and layouts. Her and her friends could've afforded a fancy restaurant, but they were all still full from their breakfast at three o'clock. Besides, Sakura liked small and quiet.

As they entered the café, Sakura noticed it was completely empty except for the staff, who didn't  seem to recognise or care who they were, despite all of their odd hair or eye colours.

"Over there," Neji pointed to a table for ten placed in the corner. Five minutes after the group picked up their menus a waitress came over.

She seemed to recognise them, and was taken aback in shock, but then she composed herself and continued on with her work professionally. Sakura liked that about her, unlike that Hallie girl from the Indian restaurant. "Welcome to Café Aroma, what would all of you like this evening?"