Saving Us (NejiTen Fanfic)

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

To avoid confusion, this scene happened in time with chapter sixteen. The morning someone tried killing Neji with a dagger.

I wrote this on my phone so forgive the clumsiness. Enjoy!

~oOo~

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE: BUBBLEGUM COLORED LOVE (SASUKE UCHIHA's PoV)

I could hear the sound of the bathroom door closing and I peeked out from the cocoon I've made myself using my blanket. As usual, Hyuga had started his day before the sun had started rising. While Shikamaru Nara, our other roommate, would start his late--as late as he could without getting into trouble.

Trouble namely Temari Subaku. She would barge into our room each morning to make sure her lazy boyfriend would have time to get breakfast. The girl was so 'troublesome', as Shikamaru would call everything, that it totally ruined relationship for me.

Not to mention, and I'm not boosting my own ego, but with girls clinging and following around Hyuga and I at school--I just... Lost interest in everything. 'Sides, I had no time for such frivolousness.

All my free time is spent trying to look for my brother, Itachi. He went missing when I was young. And not once have my parents talked about it. None of them would tell me anything about him.

I shook everything out of my mind and went back to sleep.

The blaring sound of my alarm clock woke me up. I groggily sat up and looked around the room. Hyuga was nowhere to be found. Though, I had a great idea as to where he would be. He was probably at the quadrangle, watching the weirdo of a transfer student with her morning run.

Even the great Hyuga was starting to fall prey to the very scary thing called 'love'. Despite his refusal to admit it, the man was starting to seek a certain panda-haired weirdo at every chance he got.

I wonder if he ever noticed but he would always watched the girl ran laps from the window sill and that he had recently been going down the quad just to get a better view.

If he told me he wasn't having a crush on the girl, I'd slap him.

I looked to my left and saw Shikamaru still deep in his sleep. With a yawn, I started my preparation for the day. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and had put on my uniform before my roommate even opened his eyes.

I sat back down on the edge of my bed to look through my phone; to see if I had any updates from the private investigator I had hired to look for my idiot of a brother. But there was none.
Agitated and irritated, I threw my phone back on my bed and picked my bed off the floor. Grunting a goodbye to Shikamaru who was still an undead on his bed, I left the room.

My mood worsened when I reached the hallways. I glared at anyone who I felt would try and talk to me. The girls I passed by giggled and gave me some sickening, sweet smiles.

"What's with you and mornings?" A familiar voice asked behind me.

I turned around and saw a head of bubblegum pink hair with sparkling green eyes looking up at me. I gulped down air as I felt my heart clenched.

But like I do with everything, I ignored her. Though, as I fell in line to get breakfast, I felt her behind me.
And unlike with every single girl that tried to get close to me, I felt no repulsion at her presence. I've known Sakura Haruno ever since I was a child along with the rest of the group. I was simply imagining things. I'm sure I was merely used to her being next to me.

There doesn't need to be any special reason.

"Heeya!" Ino cheerfully greeted, her arms wrapped around Sai's as they approached us. She saw my sour mood and instantly grinned, poking me in the arm. "It's too early in the morning to be this grumpy,"

I had to stop myself from shivering. I glared at her before turning away from her. I hated being touched. By anyone. The only person I've ever gladly accept a physical contact was Itachi who liked to flick me in the forehead. Other than him, there was no one else.

A warm hand tapped me behind and I looked over my shoulder to see Sakura smiling at me. "The line moved, Sasuke,"

I moved up in line. My mind in a daze. I've met Ino shortly after meeting Sakura. Regretably, I've known the loudmouth girl since childhood and yet...

Yet the difference of what I felt with them was apparent.

Unlike my obvious repulsion of being touched by Ino, Sakura's warm hand was very much welcome. I did not hated it.

In fact, I don't mind at all.

As we walked towards the table after getting out food, I sat on the opposite side of Sakura. Everyone was talking. And yet, my eyes kept darting towards a certain laughin bubblegum haired girl in front of me.

I told myself there was no special reason.

But--only Sakura could get away with touching me. I knew, despite my adamant refusal to acknowledged it, that my heart jumps at her presence.

I knew I was falling in love with her.

I smirked at the realization, looking at her laughing face.

But there's no way I would tell her that.