Diclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

And OH GOD, I'm back! School's finally out and I'M BACK. Muahaha. I doubt any of my readers still remember this fanfiction though xD… It's been quite a while.

Anyway, I just realized that fanfiction has gotten rid of my page breaks? They used to be a series of zeroes, but it seems like I can't do that now And I'm too lazy to go back through all my chapters and redo the page breaks. So whatever.

Chapter 23

Thoughts racing through her head, Sakura stared wide-eyed at Sasuke. Those thoughts consisted of: "Shit, what if he thinks something is up?", "How the hell did he know I was here?", and "What should I say?"

Shawn scooted his seat back and stood up. "We were just on a little date. In fact, we were just about to leave."

She shot Shawn an acrimonious glare and then looked at Sasuke. "It was definitely not a date, Sasuke. We just had to talk about something important; I just think you caught us at a bad time."

"A bad time for what? It looks like a date to me. And plus, you said that you were working on an English project, so you clearly lied to me."

"Sasuke, can we just talk about this later? Like when I go back to your place?"

Shawn gave her an incredulous look. "Back to his place? What do you mean back to his place?"

At almost the same time, Sasuke hissed, "I don't see what's to talk about. You lied."

Sakura bit her lip. This was bad. The both of them were turned on her, expecting her to say something, but she couldn't. She felt like anything could worsen the situation at any moment, and that if she said the wrong things, it could result in another fight between Sasuke and Shawn. She started to chew on her lip.

"Whatever. I'm leaving. You guys can have your fun now." He turned away and walked to his limo, ignoring the look of disbelief on Sakura's face. She started to go after him, but Shawn grabbed her wrist, holding her back.

"Sakura, what is this? You're staying at the Uchiha household?"

She grimaced, trying to yank her arm back. "Yes. Shen can't let me stay at his house anymore, so I'm staying at Sasuke's. I don't see what the big deal is. Now let me go!"

He tightened his grip. "It is a big deal."

By that time, Sasuke's limo had almost reached the exit of the parking lot. She tried to make eye contact with him from afar, but he looked everywhere else but at her.

"No, it's not, let me go!" Sakura tore her arm away from his hand, stumbling back into another table. Their little spat had drawn the majority of the café's attention. Taking note of this, Shawn grabbed her again, this time leading her out of Starbucks and to his car.

"Stop struggling, for God's sake, I'm your only ride home anyway."

Realizing this, Sakura abruptly stopped trying to hit him with her other hand, and acquiescently climbed into the passenger seat. As he started the car, she remembered their conversation about his family and felt a tinge of guilt when the thought of whether he was telling the truth or not trickled into her mind. This put her in quite the dilemma, for she still wanted to be friends with Shawn, but she couldn't explain to Sasuke why—which only led her to think about how she was going to explain her and Shawn's so-called little "date" to him.

"Sakura," Shawn turned his head toward her as he slowed to a stop in front of a red light. "Just to let you know, if anything happens between you and the Uchiha, I'm always open. You know… if you ever want to."

She gave him a small, barely-there nod, feeling weird about this newfound consensus between the two.

The rest of the ride consisted of Shawn's alternative rock CDs blasting through the car and Sakura silently gazing outside the window. He pulled to a stop near the towering black Uchiha gates, not bothering to turn off the engine. Quickly, he reached over and took a hold of Sakura's hand before she could open the car door. She could only stare at his hand over hers.

"I'm better than him for you. You know that."

Pulling her hand away from his, she mumbled, "Thanks for the ride, Shawn", and climbed out of the car, but before she managed to shut the door, he said,

"Also, don't think I'm just going to sit back and watch."

She slammed the door shut, not responding.


Knocking loudly on Sasuke's bedroom door, Sakura raked her mind for something to say when he would open the door. How could she tell him the truth but still manage to keep Shawn's past a secret?

"He's not home."

She jumped violently and turned around slowly to face the older Uchiha brother. His sporadic appearances would be something she'd have to get used to.

"Ah. Where is he?"

"He is with his friends. I thought you were with him?"

"Er, not exactly. I saw him earlier, though."

Itachi's blood-red piercing gaze seemed to burn through her retinas.

"I mean," she gulped, "He left suddenly and I wanted to know where he went. I was with, uh, another friend."

Itachi didn't move.

"I don't know if you know him, but he's a classmate. His name is… Shawn?"

He slowly approached her. "Elrid?"

"…Yes?"

Sakura took a step back, but there was no room to back away but into Sasuke's bedroom door. At this point, Itachi was inches in front of her, staring down from a foot above her.

"Interesting", he muttered as he lifted his hand and placed it on her head, tousling her hair. Puzzled, Sakura just stared back up at him. His hand fell away.

"Your roots are growing out", he said, turned around, and walked down the hallway.

Her hand grasped her hair. Oh no. She made her way to her bedroom, examining her hair in the mirror. Sure enough, a hint of pink showed through the brown. Sakura cursed profusely, fumbling through her backpack for her cell phone. Flipping it open, she speed dialed Neji's number.

"Hello?" She could hear soft chattering in the background.

"Neji!"

"Sak—er, Katsu?"

"Hey, I'm assuming you're with everyone right now?"

"Yeah, we're at Jamba Juice. Why?"

"I need to re-dye my hair. My roots are growing back."

"Oh, don't worry. We'll make an appointment tomorrow. By the way, do you know if Sasuke's okay?"

"Um, yeah, why?"

"Oh, he just seems kind of moody now. He went to go pick something up from Shen's house cause Shen forgot something. He just came back and kinda looks pissed off."

"Huh. Strange."

"Yeah. Anyway, nah, don't worry. We'll get your hair done soon."

"Alright, thanks. See you later. Bye."

After they hung up, Sakura threw herself onto the bed. Closing her eyes, she contemplated what she could do, but eventually drifted off into a deep sleep.


It had been day two since the incident in Starbucks. Since that incident Sasuke had been ignoring the both of them, much to Sakura's dismay. On the other hand, Shawn had constantly been trying to talk to Sakura, but she had only responded in one or two worded answers.

"You realize he's never going to talk to you, right?" Shawn smirked as she slammed her locker shut.

"Look, Shawn, now isn't a good time."

"Oh, but Katsu, when will it be a good time? Come on, I thought we were friends now."

"Sure, we're friends", she said as she slung her messenger bag over her shoulder. "But right now isn't a good time."

As she tried to walk away, Shawn pushed her back into the lockers and placed both hands against the locker on each side of her head, and loomed over her, blocking her way out.

"It will never be a good time for me unless you accept the fact that little Uchiha is going to ignore you for a while because you can't tell him the truth about me."

"Shawn, I appreciate your offer, but like I said, right now is not a good time." Sakura tried pushing him away, but he wouldn't budge. At that moment, Sasuke strode past the two of them, without giving them so much of a glance.

"Why don't you just give me a chance, Sakura? Please? Otherwise, it's just not fair. Just one chance, just one date."

Sakura looked down. He was right. At least give him a chance, right? What hurt would that do? Sasuke at this point seemed like a hopeless cause, but still…

"Fine", she finally agreed. Shawn gawked, surprised at her final agreement. Pushing him away at last, she walked off to her class, wondering if what she just did was going to be something she would regret.


Author's Note: Wow. Okay, sorry that was a bit short. Just wanted to get this out there. Honestly, this summer's going to be boring…and I know I haven't been following up on my promises about updating a lot whenever I get out of a hiatus, but whatever. I'm trying this time? Haha, and I don't have a lot of vacations this time, either. See you guys soon, hopefully!

Tia