THE

UCHIHA

SWEETHEART


They met twelve years ago.

She punched him in the nose.

And he cried.

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She's blood, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound

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He cried.

And she cried with him.

'Sorry.' She whispered softly.

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But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen

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Now when he thought about it, he felt incredibly stupid. He's an Uchiha, a revered name. Someone to be scared of. But back then, he cried because some girl broke his nose. And his nose was something a person should be proud of. It was, after all, an Uchiha nose: all pointy, domineering, arrogant nose.

But the punch… it hurt.

Really.

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I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen

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He looked up to the tall telephone lines, where birds perched on the cables. Silence. And then,

"You're annoying."

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'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me

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As usual, she responded with a vehement: "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

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First class and fancy free
She's high society
She's got the best of everything

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She looked frail, even with her loose clothes where her arms looked like sticks hanging from the large sleeves. Her features were soft, thin planes.

Very unhealthy.

Back then, …I can punch her back.

But… he didn't.

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What could a guy like me ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother?

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Why?

He turned to look at her.

"You're annoying."

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'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me

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"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

She was loud.

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She calls to speak to me
I freeze immediately
'Cause what she says sounds so unreal

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And too lively. Too much happiness radiated from her. Too many smiles. Laughter. Emotions.

Something he lacked.

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'Cause somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen

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Something… he was deprived of.

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I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen

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Too many smiles. Laughter. Emotions.

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'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me

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But he was glad.

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She's so high, high above me

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He lacked that extraordinary forehead.

"YOU'RE DEAD!"

that wide forehead.

THUMP!

Ouch.

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CHAPTER ONE! Verdict: You're guilty.

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A girl with strange lustrous pink hair slept peacefully in her bed.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING SAKURA-CHANNNNNNNNN…! Rise and shine and rise and shine and rise and shine and rise and shine! It's a beautiful morning! Bright and sunny and bright, sunny, sunny, SUNNY—"

The girl groaned, turning in her bed which was amazingly a shade of coral pink and carnation pink. The pillow cases were salmon pink.

"Popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-CHI…! Don't worry, be happy!" The clock screamed over and over again.

In bright red numbers: 7:00.

"Popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-CHI…! Don't worry, be happy!"

7:01

"Popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-chi, popo-CHI…! Don't worry, be happy!"

7:02

7:03

7:04

The clock collapsed due to exhaustion. (huh-huh-huh-huh-)it panted and then—

7:05

7:06

7:07

"SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!" it yelled.

7:08

7:09

7:10

"ARGHHH!" The girl sprung awake in her bed and grabbed the screaming alarm clock.

(! It screamed.)

"IT'S 7:30! IT'S 7:30! IT'S 7:30! IT'S 7:30! IT'S 7:30! IT'S 7:30!" the girl screamed.

"SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUP!" Someone yelled from next door.

"SHUT UP TOO!" The girl yelled back and threw the clock across the wall, shattering it to pieces.

The girl blinked. "Oh no…he's gonna kill me."

-ZOOOOOOOOOOOOM!-

EYE-CATCH! SD-girl making funny faces while saying "Popo-CHI!" over and over gain and dancing weirdly.

-ZOOOOOOOOOOOOM!-

"I'm late! I'm late! I'M LATE!" the girl screamed over the table. However, her mother ignored her and read her paper casually.

"I overslept! It's 7:30 and everything is ruined my alarm clock screaming popo-chi popo-chi over and over again screaming school I shattered it to pieces and everything is a mess! I'll be late and Iruka-sensei will punished me the food will no longer be sweet and it's A BADDDDDD DAYYYYY coming up!" She berated, talking very fast.

The woman behind the newspaper remained silent.

"MO-THER…! Do you hear me?"

"Of course, you're screaming in my ear."

The girl blinked.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Sweetie, you're so small. If you sleep late, you'll grow more. If you grow more, you're no longer small. "

"SMALL!" How dare you woman! You're my mother! For the sake of your daughter's feelings, the least you could do is to lie! LIE! LIE!

The girl began to stuff food inside her mouth very fast. "Sakura-dear, you'll choke to death."

A big banner suddenly appeared above the girl.

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU, GIRL?

The girl blinked as she gazed up to the banner, her cheeks bulging. With a mighty swallow, she gulped down her food. "How dare you woman! I am your daughter!"

"Huh? Did you say something?"

The girl pointed up to the banner. "What IS that supposed to mean?"

"Oh that?" The woman smiled.

"OKAY! I am Haruno Sakura! Twelve years old!" she yelled.

The banner disappeared.

"I'm going! I'm going! I'm going!" She ran to her room and got dressed in her red outfit. She didn't even run a comb through her long pink hair but just twisted it in a messy bun as she jabbed pins and more pins to keep it off her face. Running across the corridor of their house, she grabbed her backpack and burst through the door. Miraculously, the door was not blasted off its hinges. The girl was abnormally strong for her age and frame. She yanked her bicycle off the corner and straddled it, ready to fly to her school.

(ZOOOOOOOOOOOOM!)

"Whew!" Bystanders stared after the girl riding her bicycle, dust trailing after her.

"Sakura-chan is late again."

"She's practically flying."

"She's one helluva girl."

"LATE! I'M LATE! I'M LATE!" Sakura chanted. Green eyes blinked, then a big silly grin almost broke her face into halves as she caught a glimpse of a certain yellow-haired girl in blue clothes.

You're gonna pay now, INO-PIG! You'll see! I am not Haruno Sakura for nothing! HAHAHAHA!

From the pocket of her backpack, she drew out a ketchup gun (water gun but filled with ketchup). HAHAHA! I AM A NINJA WITH AN ATTITUDE! She pedaled faster and as she drew nearer to the blonde, a grin showing her gums and teeth, Sakura pulled the trigger and spilled ketchup on top of the girl's head.

(SPLAT!)

"KYAAAAAAAAAAA…!" The blonde girl screamed at the top of her lungs.

"HAHAHA! Payback time, you ugly pig!" Sakura yelled as she drove away, waving.

"YOU FOREHEAD MONSTER! YOU'LL PAY!"

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Eye-catch: SD-blonde girl with red stuff all over her head, screaming: "Me! I am Yamanaka Ino! Twelve years old!"

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The bicycle stopped abruptly in front of the Ninja Academy. Dust settled and the girl on it smiled. "7:56! Four minutes to go!" She exclaimed and made a dashed upstairs after chaining her bicycle to a nearest post.

"Huh tired huh very tiredhuh one more huh—"Sakura reached their classroom and slammed the door open. "BANZAI EVERYONE!" she yelled through out the room, flashing a grin and giving a victory sign. The class stared at her, bewildered.

"You're late."

Sakura perked up and whipped around to face their teacher. "No, I am not! See it's—"her eyes widened.

8:01.

"NOOOOOOOO!" She groaned and sunk to her knees. "I woke up late because my alarm clock is dumb it keeps on screaming popo-chi while dancing pearly shell and I was about to go but mother told I have to eat breakfast because I am small and eating more will help me grow more but that made me even later and I met Ino-pig and smacked her with my ketchup gun and the there are stairs they are sooooo tall! This is their fault!"

The class sweet dropped. Haruno-chan talked faster than a windmill.

Iruka's eyebrows twitched. "Theirs?"

ATTENTION! This is Umino Iruka-sensei! I AM THE MASTER OF THIS ROOM!

"Hai!" Sakura answered happily, grinning as she jumped back to her feet gracefully.

"Sakura-chan, you're—"

"One minute late, sensei! Besides I told you, it's not my fault!"

A muscle moved in Iruka-sensei's face. "The stairs…has nothing to do with your tardiness!"

"They have! If only we have elevators or escalators instead of dumb stairs, this would not happen!" Sakura answered, waving her arms in wild arcs.

"Grrrr…" Iruka gritted his teeth. "Okay. Fine. Sit."

"YAY!" The girl exclaimed happily and skipped on the way to her desk. She pumped a fist in the air and said. "Today is a big day very big because it's sunny and bright everything is so pretty even puns are sweet and juicy I have no worries because pigs are not flying today!" she giggled afterwards and sat down, still smiling.

A blue-violet haired girl watched the pink-haired girl from afar. Sakura-chan is a very hyperactive girl. She speaks without any breaks. Her sentences are all strung together.

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Eye-ctach! SD-girl with dark hair fidgets with the hem of her clothes, blushing bright crimson. She can't look straight to the eyes and is shyly stealing glances. "I…I…am… um, H…y…u...u…g…a… err—Hi…Hi…Hina…Hinata…. Tw…el...ve…ye…ars…old"

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Just then, the door slid open, revealing a seething Ino. She obviously wet her hair to get the ketchup off her hair and because of that, was very late. Iruka-sensei was seething, too.

"You're late, Yamanaka."

"But—"

"Detention!"

"WHAT!"

"DETENTION!"

"BUT—"

"No BUTS! It's 8:30 already!"

The argument, yelling and other stuffs went on for at least twenty minutes. Ino was glaring daggers while Sakura stared innocently.

"Listen up everybody. Today, the class will be divided into a group of three. The abilities will be evenly divided this way. Your team members will be your comrades for life and your duty is to protect each other."

"Team 1 …"

Sakura stared outside the window, bored. It was when she felt a painful jab in the back of her head. "WHA—"she turned her face around and was about to give that someone a fist in the nose when a palm was pressed against her mouth prohibiting her to speak. Her eyes widened.

Sasuke-kun?

A dark-haired boy with same dark-eyes looked down at her. "Why were you late?"

Sakura blinked.

"Why were you late, Sakura?"

Sakura's eyes began to water.

What the hell? He mused then grimaced when he realized he had not lifted his hand off her mouth and nose that bothered her respiratory mechanism.

"Hn."

"Huh-what-huhI was late…I woke up late."

"I gave you an alarm clock—"

"Well, uh, it wasn't good enough."

"I should give you a hundred alarm clocks then."

"WHAT! No! NO!"

He lowered his lids.

"Team Seven! Uzumaki Naruto—" Pause. "Haruno Sakura—"

"NANDA!" The pink-haired girl exclaimed.

"YES!" the blonde cheered.

The dark-haired boy glared.

"Uchiha Sasuke."

The dark-haired boy lifted his brow.

"HELL NO!"The girls screamed in horror.

"NO WAY!" The blonde boy cried out. "Not with a human ice cube!"

"Yay!" The pink-haired girl cheered.

"NOOOOOOOOO…! That human ice cube is a burden! Sakura-chan, don't let this happen!"

Sasuke only closed his eyes.

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Eye-ctach! SD-boy with Leaf forehead protector pumps a fist in the air, grinning widely. "I am Uzumaki Naruto! Twelve years old! My dream is to be the next Hokage! I will surpass them all and kick their asses!" "BLOCKHEAD. They're dead." "Oh, right!"

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"Yay! Yay! Yay! This is gonna be a dream team and we will be great because we are together with Sasuke-kun and Naruto everything is happy so don't worry be happy!" Sakura sang. She giggled and smacked Naruto in the back.

Naruto sweat dropped. Sakura-chan talks VERY fast.

"Didn't I tell you to talk normally?" Sasuke asked flatly.

"Huh?"

"You talked like a windmill." The boy replied.

"Windmill…? Sasuke-kun—"

"FOREHEAD GIRL, PAYBACK TIME!"

"HUH? INO-PIG, WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?"

"Don't call me Ino-pig, you Forehead Bitch!"

"But…YAAAAA…" Sakura screamed when Ino sprang to her. Sasuke grunted.

Sakura immediately preformed Henge. "HENGE NO JUTSU!"

POOF!

"FOREHEAD GIRL!"

"I am right here, piggy bank!" Ino looked up and screamed as Sakura's backside collided with the top of her head, crashing the blonde girl's face squarely on the ground.

"Ugh, sorry, wronggggggg landing!" She got up, giggling.

"Let's go." Sasuke said, frowning.

"YUP! Naruto! What are you doing! I'll treat you to ramen, come on!"

Naruto cheered (dattebayo!) and followed Sasuke and Sakura. As they walked, Sakura turned to Sasuke with a smile. "Sasuke-kun, guess what! I broke your alarm clock."

Uchiha grunted.

"I think," she paused, "I broke your alarm clock."

"You think so?" said Sasuke monotonously.

"Yeah…accident…happens…"

Uchiha's face barely changed. "…It was your 123rd alarm clock, Haruno."

"But it's deficient…."

"…"

"Sasuke-kunnnnn, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Give me another alarm clock and I promised on my iron will I will protect it with my life coz it will wake me up everyday of my life!"

"You're annoying."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

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Eye-catch! "This is me!" SD-pink haired girl pointed to herself. "And this! This is my best friend! Uchiha Sasuke-kun!" Pointing to the SD-dark-haired boy next to her. "He is strong and brave! From the famous Uchiha Clan—masters of the renowned Sharingan! Everybody thought he's so good! He's the Sharingan wonder boy!" "Shut up!"

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Sasuke twitched, lowering his lashes.

"…be quiet."

"I will if you—"

"I'll treat you to ramen."

"THAT'S IT! Naruto, we're so lucky today!" Sakura squealed happily, hugging Sasuke. The boy jerked, looking affronted at the close contact. "You're so good! I love you I love you I love you! You're my number one!" Sakura rubbed her cheek against Sasuke's arm. "You've grown so kind… so kind…"

"Stop it." Sasuke untangled her from him.

"But I love you!"

His spine jerked uncomfortably.

"Aw, Sasuke-chan…" Naruto said in a tiny voice, batting his eyelashes.

Sasuke smacked the boy painfully.

"Ow… you lousy bastard! You can't take a joke, jeez…"

But I love you!

Sasuke pushed his fists inside his pockets. "Let's go."

"YAAY! Don't worry be happy life is great life is short life is a four letter word so don't spell it five life is beautiful so give me a tank!"

"…"

Best friends forever?

Yes!

Best friend for life?

Yes!

Best friends… forever… Friendship that last forever…

"Sasuke-kun…"

Naruto had dashed madly across the street to the Ichiraku leaving the two behind.

"…hn?"

She smiled at him and he felt his heart fluttered.

But I love you!

Best friends forever?

Best friend for life?

Best friends… forever… Friendship that last forever…

And yes.

Yes.

Yes.

"I'm so glad…" She smiled cheekily. "That we are really good friends." Their shoes scuffed against the pavement, making a dull scratching sound.

"Are you?"

"What?"

"…happy with being friends with me?"

Sasuke blinked, turning to Sakura. "…what kind of question was that?"

Sakura grinned. "I just remembered suddenly. Do you recall? That…rule?"

His footsteps faltered a little. Just a little. He recovered quickly, looking back to road before him. "What about it?"

She shrugged. "Ne, just a passing thought." A giggle resounded from her. "We're in danger of falling in love with each other, Sasuke-kun, aren't we?"

"What are you talking about?"

She giggled. "So… you should have a crush."

The boy raised a brow. "…you sound stupid."

Sakura made a face. "I'm not!"

"You do." Sasuke said with a shrug.

"Do you like someone already?"

"…"

But I love you!

"Do you like me?"

He tried hard not to turn to her and snarl. It was… a very dangerous question.

But I love you!

With a sigh, mixed with grunt, he replied quietly, "I do." He felt her steps slowing down. Thus, he stopped abruptly, his shoes scraping against the cement. His unexpected action startled Sakura, looking up to him curiously, stopping as well. Sasuke ground his molars and without looking at her, he added.

"We are… friends."

Sakura smiled.

But I love you!

"Yes."

It was silent for a moment. Tilting his head, Sasuke looked at her from the corner of his eye.

"Don't forget… that."

Sakura nodded vigorously. "I won't! Just as I always remember our universal rule: Don't fall in love with your best friend. It's a crime to fall in love with your best friend and the punishment is severe."

He frowned but gave a curt nod, resuming his walk.

But I love you!

"Um, Sasuke-kun…"

He slightly turned his head as a gesture that he was listening.

"He's… there."

A frown creased his forehead.

"You KNOW!"

But I love you!

Sasuke's eyes immediately fell across the street. "Hyuuga."

"SASUKE-KUN!"

He grunted.

"Do I look… okay?"

The boy fought the urge to roll his eyes. Looking over his shoulder, he scrutinized her. Her pink hair was in a tight messy bun with pins keeping every strand in place. The red cheongsam showed her long peachy legs. Her eyes were green— like neon light, an electric shade of green— and her skin was pink with peachy spots.

"Affirmative."

"Affirmative what?"

"You looked normal."

"Arigato! Everything is fine coz pigs don't fly!" Sakura made a small silly victory dance before skipping towards the Ichiraku. Sasuke stopped at the curb, watching Sakura across the street.

Everything is fine.

Verdict…

Everything is fine.

Judgment is in your hands.

But I love you!

Everything

is

fine.

"Don't fall in love with your best friend. It's a crime to fall in love with your best friend and the punishment is severe."

It's a basic rule. And as if he would…fall in love, right?

But I love you!

A muscle on his jaw twitched.

Alas.

There goes the Judge.

And the Verdict:

You're… guilty.

I am.

Dark eyes hardened.