A/N: ….Anyone want to kill me yet? I've been inactive for God knows how long, but I really have been trying. I miss SasuHina fanfiction sooooooooo much that it's been killing me! But it's hard these days without the right type of inspiration. You guys get what I mean, right?

Anyways, for those who are still sticking with this story, you have my thanks, because for some reason, this is my most favorite story ever. And it may just be me, but I LOVE AU SasuHina modern day fanfics/art. It just really tugs on my heartstrings for some reason. :3

All in all, please enjoy.

In the beginning, I'd never enjoyed going to school. Not one bit, because it was the same thing every day. Girls would develop ridiculous crushes despite knowing nothing about me, and in response to that, boys would either pick a fight with or ostracize me. The teacher's did nothing but suck up to me and would repeatedly tell me to do my best and work hard as a student in order to enter society one day as a proper, working adult.

Every day was a repeat of itself, one after the other. Why should I have had to go out with a girl I knew absolutely nothing about? Why did I have to try and be friends with the males in my class who saw me as nothing but a thorn in their side? And why exactly was it so important for me to work even harder when my grades were already at the pinnacle of perfection?

Exactly what point was there in doing such useless things if they weren't even here?

I turned on my side in order to stare outside through the slightly fogged window, glad that I'd chosen to draw open the curtains earlier. The moon was pale, a luminous silver against the deep, deep blue of the night. It was a comforting sight, which was probably one of the reasons I looked forward to evenings the most.

I forced myself to stare at it, hoping that it would be enough to ease my mind and calm down the racing heart beneath my chest.


The sight of a homemade bento, something I hadn't had in a long time, would often bring back some rather overwhelming memories-the kind of memories that I wasn't too fond of remembering.

But maybe-just maybe, it wouldn't be so painful…

"Uchiha-san, h-have you been eating properly at home?"

…so long as she was there.

And surprisingly, staring at the moon tonight had been enough. I placed a hand over my chest. My irregular heart beat was much steadier compared to earlier.

Slowly, I shifted my gaze to the medication sitting upright on my nightstand, the plastic bottle half-empty of pills. I wasn't having an attack, that much was certain, so it should've been fine just for tonight.

I slowly closed my eyes, only for a brief image of her face to appear inside my mind.

Just for tonight…

The next day, I was greeted by probably the three loudest people I'd ever met in my entire life. They most likely had no clue as to what an indoor voice was.

"Morning!" the idiotic blonde grinned.

"Good morning, Sasuke-kun," greeted the pink-haired girl. "Did you make sure to study for today's test?"

"Oh, crap! I can't believe I forgot about that!" groaned the female blonde.

Leaning back in my seat, I sighed and ignored the three as usual. And considering how talkative they were, whether or not I spoke to them, I figured that there really wasn't any need for me to join in on their conversation.

Associating with a bunch of idiots as immature as they were was about as degrading as-

"Th-There was a test today?"

The sound of her voice immediately caught my attention, and without realizing it, I instinctively raised my head to look up at her, our eyes meeting for the briefest of seconds.

And surprisingly, she averted her gaze in a somewhat sudden manner, her usually flushed cheeks even redder than usual.

What the-?

"G-Good morning, Uchiha-san…" she greeted softly.

I nodded my head in response, not quite sure what to make of her at the moment. She seemed a bit different today-more withdrawn in a sense, almost as if she were off in her own world with a slightly-glazed look in her eyes. The blush wasn't exactly helping her either or-well, whatever it was that she was trying to hide.

"Morning…" I replied, figuring it was the least I could do since she had a lunch box for me almost every day.

"What?" the pink-haired girl gasped. "You actually forgot to study for a test?" The two blondes standing behind her were also equally in shock, their mouths hanging open.

"I'm surprised, Hinata," mused the blond female. "You're usually so diligent when it comes to school work."

"Don't worry, Hinata!" the blue-eyed idiot grinned. "I always get the lowest score in class whenever we have a test, so the chances of your name being at the bottom of the list are-"

"You're the one who should be worried!" the pink-haired girl growled, swiftly elbowing him in the stomach. Her anger passed as quickly as it had appeared once she turned her attention back to the Hyuuga, a soft smile on her face. "Knowing you, you'll be fine, but if there's anything you don't understand, I can help you with it during our study period before the next class, okay?"

The other girl smiled in turn, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude. "Yes, I'd like that very much."

"What about me, Sakura-chan?" the idiot double over in pain whined.

"Me too, forehead!"

The soft and warm expression she had seconds ago was immediately replaced with a cold and disdainful stare. "Idiots should just stay idiots."

The three continued to be noisy while bickering amongst themselves, and as usual, I tuned them out, only to find myself focusing on the Hyuuga girl who still seemed to be out of thought as she stared out the classroom window.

She definitely wasn't acting like herself today, that much at the very least was certain.

"What exactly were you thinking?"

"And by that you mean…?"

"Don't play stupid, you know what I'm talking about," I growled, barely resisting the urge to snap my cell phone in two at the moment. "You're lucky I wasn't completely sober yesterday. Otherwise, I would've broken your arm if I'd known that you would suddenly lay a hand on one of my students like that!" I huffed.

"It was just a light peck on the cheek-nothing more than that," the voice on the other end of the line chuckled. "You make it seem as though I violated her."

"You-! Just because you studied for a few years overseas, that does not mean that you should go around freely kissing people! This is Japan, you idiot! Have some shame!"

"They didn't seem to mind it over there," was his reply. And I could just vaguely, imagine the slightly smug look on his handsome face, which made me want to punch it in even more.

"Keep your conquests to yourself," I scoffed, while pouring myself a serving from the bottle of sake I kept hidden inside my desk. "I'm only calling because what you did yesterday may impact Hyuuga Hinata's decision to continue watching over that brat of a brother of yours."

"Why would you think that?"

"I just threatened you a minute ago. It should be obvious, don't you think?"I replied with a bit of sarcasm.

"I'll…be careful in the future then."

"Exactly what I wanted to hear," I grinned, pleased with myself. "Oh, and regarding Hyuuga-san..."

We spoke for a good ten minutes, mainly about the details of the plan, as well as the best approach to take since we would be dealing with her.

Though shy and lacking confidence, she was much stronger than most people would think. Interfering with a suicide attempt and accompanying the person to the hospital should've said a lot about her.

I laughed quietly to myself as I thought of the daikon that she had purposely hurled his way. The Uchiha brat being knocked back onto the pedestrian bridge by a mere vegetable was too hilarious of a sight to not have been seen.

"Tch, if only I'd been there with them that night…"

His soft and low voice echoed deep inside the back of my head.

"For your troubles."

The feel of his warm lips against my cheek remained fresh within my mind. To think that such a handsome man would kiss someone like me-it all seemed too surreal at the moment, even though it had only happened just yesterday.

I could feel the heat rushing to my face for the hundredth time that day as I buried it in both hands, shaking my head in disbelief. I was being ridiculous about this, that I understood, but in all honesty, it was just…so embarrassing.

I let out a long sigh as I began to unconsciously twirl the ends of my hair around my index finger. My head was in chaos at the moment, and it didn't help that I couldn't think clearly when I was around the others. Aside from Uchiha-san, everyone else was very loud, something I'd become accustomed to over the past few years, but complete silence was necessary in order to sort out my thoughts.

Sitting outside on the stairwell of the emergency fire escape behind the school was probably the most peaceful location that I could claim as my own, because not only was it hidden; it was also an area that most students made sure to steer clear of-due to its attachment to one of the older school buildings. Though rusted and worn-out, it was clear the moment I stepped on it that the stairwell was sturdy as well as far from collapsing anytime soon. I quietly giggled to myself, grateful for the rumor that had been spread amongst the underclassmen.

"That was quick," said a soft-spoken voice. "I can see that you're not the type to stay upset for too long."

Shock claimed me as I immediately whirled around to face the intruder, only to meet the familiar gaze of a pair of steely, ice-blue eyes.


"It's been awhile, hasn't it?"

The breeze ruffled his fiery-red hair as he hunched forward to lean against the rusted railing on his elbows, hands cupping his face. Even though his gaze was directed straight ahead towards the school grounds, the sound of his voice-as well as his next words, were directed towards me.

"…Are you alright?"

I stared at him quizzically for a few good seconds, trying to figure out the meaning to his question.

He then shifted his gaze in my direction, and from the look on his face, was studying me. His silence was comforting in a sense, yet somewhat unnerving. When he finally did speak, his words had been unexpected ones. "Your wounds…" he began, pausing as though hesitant before continuing on. "Are they gone?"

I blinked, again trying to make sense of his question when it suddenly dawned on me as to what it was that he was talking about. "O-Oh!" He must be talking about that day when-! "I-I'm fine, now-see?" I flexed both arms, hoping to show him that I hadn't taken nearly as much damage as he seemed to have thought I did. "B-Besides, it happened a week ago. And I m-may look like this, but I'm actually quite strong, you know?"

He turned his whole body around this time so that he could face me while continuing to lean against the fire escape's railing.

At that moment, I unconsciously found myself mesmerized by the fiery-red hair that seemed to naturally blend itself against the fading sunset that sat behind him. Ice-blue eyes looked upon me with what seemed to be a subtle hint of amusement and relief, but other than that, the almost indifferent look on his face remained the same. My cheeks reddened at this, mostly due to the discomfort of having him stare at me the way he did. I wasn't exactly used to this. The fact that he was also very handsome didn't help too much either. Not one bit.

"D-Did I say something weird?" I asked quietly, despite trying to break the silence.

"Not…necessarily," he replied after a long pause. "It's just that…when you mentioned the part about being strong, I couldn't help but agree with you for a bit there."

I blushed again, but this time for a completely different reason.

"I saw what they did to you, and for a moment, I was…surprised. Because despite what they'd done-"

Was it just me?

"-not once did you cry."

Or were his words full of praise?

Of course, I was blushing heavily by this point and found it almost impossible to look him directly in the eye. For someone so expressionless, he certainly had a lot to say.

"Ah, that's…because my f-father runs a dojo."

Another long silence.

"Oh. Well, then that makes sense…I guess."

Without warning, the bell suddenly rang, signifying the start of our next period. My lunch break was officially over. I stood up, ready to properly bid him farewell before taking my leave when he suddenly spoke up again, but this time his voice much quieter.

"At that time…why didn't you fight back then?"

His words were clear, despite the noisy rustling of the several trees around us as the wind quickly swept by.

Even if I had tried to explain it to him, he probably wouldn't have understood it.

"Um…how to say this…?" I titled my head back a bit with my eyes shut tight, thinking of a way in which I would be able to answer him as simply as I could.

"Here you go, this is for you. Peach is your favorite flavor, right?"

"Where's that bastard at?"

"Dummy, like I'd get mad over something like that."

"I suppose you could say it's because…I understand how they feel in a sense?" I could only hope that it would be enough of an answer for him, because the moment I spoke those words, I purposefully kept my gaze lowered, afraid that he would see through me with those piercing-blue eyes of his.

But more than that, I was afraid that he would expose the part of me I had absolutely no desire to see.



"You're quite strange," he said after a long moment while slowly heading down the stairs past me, hands shoved into his pockets. "But then again, I suppose that's what makes you so interesting in the first place."

And just as swiftly as he had appeared, he disappeared around the corner of one of the school buildings, completely out of sight.

On my way back to class, I couldn't help but ponder on his parting words for a bit, because aside from being unable to interpret said words, I also wasn't quite sure as to whether or not he had been simply insulting, or stealthily praising me. And if it turned out to be both, then I wasn't quite sure as to how I felt about that either.


I turned around at the sound of the familiar voice, only to find Sakura, as well as Naruto-kun and Ino running towards me.

"We've been looking all over for you!" Sakura cried,

"You do know that class is going to start soon, right?" Ino frowned in disapproval.

"Who cares? Since we're all out here, we might as well skip the next period anyways! Right, Hinata?" Naruto-kun grinned.

"Stupid, don't put her on the same level as you," Sakura growled while quickly elbowing him in the chest. Naruto-kun had taken a hard blow; the look on his face had said that much at the very least, but in that same second, I'd also caught a glimpse of the affectionate look in his deep-blue eyes that he mostly reserved for Sakura alone.

In all honesty, I hadn't been lying when I'd said that I really did understand how those girls felt.

"Sakura-chaaaaan, I was just kidding~!"

Because I knew all too well how it felt to like someone and not have them feel the same way in return.