|He's My Brother!
Author: TheNamesMacey PM
Sakura's dad and Sasuke's mom have been dating for a few months when they decide to move in together and get married. For Sakura and Sasuke the whole expirence changes their lives. Can their intense sibling rivalry turn into love?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Sasuke U. & Sakura H. - Chapters: 16 - Words: 22,463 - Reviews: 116 - Favs: 89 - Follows: 99 - Updated: 05-13-13 - Published: 11-12-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7544657
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He's My Brother!
Macey: I'm back guys! I know I'm a terrible person for making you all wait for the next chapter. Feel free to kill me later, if this isn't going to satisfy your need of SasuSaku!
I snuck into the kitchen. It was Saturday, three day's sine the incident with my mom and, more importantly, the incident with Sasuke. I've been avoiding him all week.
After checking the coast was clear I opened the fridge and quickly took out an apple, I had around five minutes before Sasuke came down and saw me – in my pyjamas. Scanning the fridge I finally found where the milk had been hidden, behind the huge pile of tomatoes, and unscrewed the cap. I reached for a glass and set it on the side, poured myself some milk and replaced it in the fridge. Grabbing my glass and my apple, I turned around. I was met with a shirtless and rather agitated looking Sasuke. Oh crap.
"Uhm…I have to be somewhere…" I muttered. If Sasuke heard me then he didn't show it.
"You've been avoiding me," he said, his voice was husky and it sounded as if he had only just woken up. I put my glass and apple down on the counter and leaned against it, hoping to gain some personal space, but Sasuke also took a step forward.
"Uh…S-s-sasuke I really h-have to be g-g-going now, s-s-so if you would just…" I stuttered trying to sidestep around him. I ended up even more stuck than before – Sasuke leaned over me, placing his hands on the counter top either side of my body.
"You've been avoiding me," he repeated, this time whispering it in my ear. I shivered at the feeling of his breath on my neck. I blushed and turned my head away. "Why have you been avoiding me, Sa-ku-ra?" He purred making my blush deepen.
"You know why," I mumbled, trying to push him away. He moved even closer.
"Maybe you should remind me," he suggested, lowering his lips so that they just brushed mine as he spoke. I stuttered something totally incoherent and Sasuke smirked pressing his lips softly against mine. Instantly my eyelids drooped and I leant in. Damn him and his mad skills; stupid Sasuke and his stupid baby soft lips…I wonder if he ever uses Chap Stick…Wait, why am I even thinking that?
Then I remembered what we were doing.
I pushed him away and glared at him.
"We're in the kitchen!" I said. "Anyone could have walked in!"
"Mom and Kakashi are out," Sasuke smirked. Oh crap, I was so screwed. "I have you all to myself Sa-ku-ra."
"Or maybe, I could go back to avoiding you now?" I said shakily, hoping to distract him long enough for me to make a hasty exit. I glanced at the door…How had he managed to shut it without me noticing? The back door – no that was locked. Luckily the kitchen door opened and Mikito walked in before anything else could have happened. Sasuke stalked out of the room giving me a look that would have made me chase after him, if his mom wasn't in the room.
"What's wrong Sakura-chan?" Mikito asked putting her hand to my forehead.
"Nothing," I lied.
"Ok then," she said looking unconvinced. "You had better get dressed and tell Sasu-chan to stop being in such a crappy mood. We're going shopping today!"
Seriously, where does this woman get her enthusiasm? I sighed as I trudged up the stairs to my room. We were going shopping for my bridesmaid dress today. Not that going shopping for a dress with a very rich woman, who just happens to be my new step-mom, wouldn't be fun – Trust me it would be – But Sasuke was coming too.
After getting changed into something a little more presentable (a light grey, just above the knee, dress and a pair of cream ballet pumps) I went to see Sasuke. Deciding that going through the bathroom could be a little risky after the incident; I walked down the hall and knocked on his bedroom door. I didn't have to wait long before he answered. When he opened the door I thought that I had walked into a parallel universe; Sasuke was wearing black dress pants, a black, slightly creased shirt – which he had the top three buttons of undone and rolled up the sleeves – black Italian leather shoes and a leather jacket. He looked smart. I nearly died.
"You look nice," I finally managed, after I had stood gawping like an idiot for several minutes trying to find suitable words to say to him.
Smooth Sakura, smooth…
"It's time to go now," I said softly. I have to admit I was a little daunted standing next to Sasuke when he was wearing his normal clothes, but when he was dressed like this…man I felt like crying.
"Hn," he grunted and stalked down the hallway and down the stairs. All I could do was stare at his back in shock…Did he just 'Hn' me? He hadn't done that in weeks, months even! I ran after him.
"Sasuke Uchiha did you just say 'Hn' to me!" I yelled when I finally caught up to him in the garage. Mikito was already in the car and Sasuke looked as if he was about to get in the front seat.
He did it again! I growled angrily and threw myself in the backseat, glaring daggers at the boy who sat in front of me. Sasuke seemed totally undisturbed by my glaring and actually gave me one of his choice smirks, the ones he used to give me. If he wasn't so damn hot I would have rearranged his face into a more suitable expression.
For the entire car journey we sat in silence, if he was going to play dirty then so was I. When we arrived at the dress store I got out of the car, passed Sasuke without a second glance and swayed my hips as I walked. After a quick glance behind me I noticed the look on his face that I loved so much; Sasuke Uchiha was annoyed. If he was trying to ignore me then I would make myself impossible to ignore. The door man gave me a compliment on my dress as we walked in and I saw Sasuke twitch in annoyance.
"Oh Sakura look at this dress!" Mikito called, I rushed over and looked. It was disgusting and would clash horribly with my hair so I politely declined.
"How about this one?" I asked holing out a long turquoise dress; it was beautiful, but not right. For every dress I asked Sasuke's opinion, but of course he was still ignoring me.
In an hour we had been through every dress possible and I was about ready to cry from the impossible task of finding a dress to please Mikito, compliment my hair and to make Sasuke stop ignoring me.
"Excuse me miss," the shop assistant called out from behind the counter. I turned around and gave her a tired smile. "I have address in the back, it's something that I designed…I think it would look really nice on you…"
"Can I see it!" Mikito asked, still full of her usual enthusiasm; Sasuke looked bored from where he sat in the corner.
"Yes, uhm if you would come with me miss you could try it on…" the shop assistant asked. I smiled and nodded. I followed her into the back of the store and I nearly fainted at the sight of the dress. It was perfect; it was made of floaty silver material, with a tight bodice and thin straps that were actually made of solid silver. All over the bodice were little gems that formed a swirling pattern on the left side. The neckline was plunging, but not so much that it was inappropriate. I stared at myself in the mirror, hardly able to believe that it was actually me standing there.
I carefully stepped into the front of the shop, trying not to damage the dress. There was a silence. Then a dramatic gasp from Mikito drew my attention.
"Kyaa! It's perfect! You look so beautiful! Doesn't she look beautiful Sasuke?" Mikito squealed in excitement. I looked at Sasuke who seemed to be having trouble keeping his eyes in his head. I twirled around; laughing and the fabric fanned out and then settled back to its original position.
"You look…" Sasuke paused his eyes going over me again, "…You look amazing."
"Thank you Sasu-cakes!" I grinned as he glared at me. "No, seriously; thank you Sasuke."
"Your welcome Pinky," he smirked. I rolled my eyes and went to get changed. Thank god Mikito was here, the dress was so expensive that I would have had to sell my car and all of my other clothes just to pay for half of it! Mikito also saw to it that the shop assistant was offered a designing job at some big company she owned a share in. All in all it wasn't really a bad day; I got a new dress, made Sasuke talk to me, made Sasuke annoyed and then made him talk to me again.
Macey: Ok that's all for now!
Sakura: R&R everyone! We love you all!
Macey: Yes we do!