I've wanted to do this since, FOREVER.

Lol! It's not an ACTUAL story with a storyline, but it's kind of a bunch of oneshots. Ish of an anthology, I guess.

It's the reasons why we love SasuSaku!

Suggestions and other reasons are very welcomed! I've made this story for us SasuSaku fans, so of course you can suggest! lol!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

I remember the first time I ever saw a picture of those two together.

Back then, I was clueless about anime. I didn't know a thing. I knew it existed, but I just didn't quite know what it was. 'Naruto' was a word far bizarre and out of reach.

I remember seeing these two together, staring at them in curiosity for a while, before I clicked to get a bigger view.


A boy with an odd hue of dark blue hair stood a few feet away from a young girl with pink hair. Her back was facing him. She couldn't face him. The boy's hand was outstretched towards her, grasping a few of her silky looking pink tresses.

You mean more to me than you think.)


Completely adorable.

That was my first thought.

SasuSaku was the trigger to my anime addiction.

They looked so perfect together.

Pink and blue.

Pink and blue.

Lovely, lovely.



Chapter 1: The Cuteness



Because someone has to be totally insane to think this couple doesn't look adorable.

Two bodies flushed.

(thump. thump. thump.)

Fingers intertwined.

(thump. thump. thump.)

Mouths clashed together in a soft kiss.

(thump! thump! thump!)

The love is mutual.


Said man turned his head lightly, vacant onyx meeting emerald for a moment. "Hn?"

Innocent emerald fluttered multiple times, a striking smile grazing those pink tainted lips. "Do you believe in love?"

Raven locks hovered lightly with the soft and warm current of the summer air, those dark pools flicking with slight surprise. "…Why?"

That beautiful smile grew bigger, stretching more widely across her small mouth. Emerald fluttered once; twice. Softly.

Mysterious onyx flapped gracefully, staring intently at the seventeen year old woman sitting beside his seventeen year old male body.

Those lips—the ones he'd claimed as his so many times before— parted lightly. A soft hand cupped his cheek, sending his skin on fire at the simplistic contact. "Because…" She leaned in and kissed him very softly, fluttering her eyes open halfway as she broke the kiss.

"…I think I'm in love with you."



My love, I am yours…



& ever.



"Man, girls take so much time to get ready!" A whiskered boy whined, slumping on the wooden chair beside the stairs. He rubbed his nose in impatience, sniffing lightly before he slumped down further on the chair.

"Get used to it, dobe." His best friend muttered, running a hand through his silky raven locks.

They'd been waiting for an hour already, standing there with nothing to do. The dance had started half an hour ago and Naruto, being the party boy he was, was starting to freak out in impatience because he just couldn't wait to go.

"I'M NOT A D—"

"Sorry for the wait, boys!" A voice called cheerily.

Both of the boy's heads jolted up to the top of the stairs, where the voice had come from, and the two of them instantaneously froze on spot, their limbs becoming more rigid then stone at the sight of the person they'd been waiting for.

"So, how do I look?" A pink haired female asked softly, twisting in a circle so they could get a full view of her.

A long silence followed, where both boys could only stare with wide eyes (Naruto's eyes being wide as saucers and Sasuke's eyes being just a tiny titsy bit wider, of course).

"Sakura-chan, you look AMAZING!" The blonde finally exclaimed, gaping at her and devouring her—Sasuke swore he was—with his eyes.

But how could someone not devour this goddess?

"Thanks, Naruto!" The girls laughed, carefully making her way down from the stairs.

Turning his head away before Sakura could meet his gaze, the raven haired boy frowned.

"…What do you think, Sasuke-kun?" She asked gently, sounding a little too close for his taste.

Sasuke looked up, swallowing hard at the sight of her from up close.

It was a simplistic dress, which was something that didn't surprise him.

Sakura always preferred simplistic things, such a jewellery, dresses, bracelets, etc…

But for something so simplistic, he found it breathtaking.

The dress was the colour of her eyes (emerald), which made it all the more tremendous because it really brought out those amazing pools of hers. It was a little bit passed knee length, exposing a perfect amount of skin from her legs, and it clung to her body so perfectly that he could see every little single curve she had. He even noticed the ones he'd never even noticed before.

From what he had seen when she spun in a circle upstairs earlier, this splendid dress also exposed her back a lot. There were a lot of twisted ribbons, forming a weird but attracting pattern, and they all went from her lower back to her creamy neck, finally tying up neatly at that area. (Those ribbons were the only sophisticated thing about her dress.)

He also immediately noticed her emerald green earrings, although they were practically hidden by her pink tresses. And to finish it all off, she wore a pair of silver heels.

And Kami-sama, he couldn't bear to breathe anymore.

"Sasuke-kun?" She questioned softly at his lack of response, hesitating before she reached out to touch his cheek.

As soon as her fingers made contact with his skin, he was snapped out of his daze. Feeling uncomfortable about how her touch sent jolts of electricity through his skin, he gently brought her hand down from his cheek. Although he never released her wrist from his soft grip as he met her gaze.

"You look…" Unfathomable onyx struck through beautiful emerald. "…pretty."

He'd never witnessed a smile more beautiful then the one she'd given him at that moment.




A wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes the eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.



"Sakura-chan, why do girls always take so much time when they get ready?"

A light-hearted laugh left those lips that Sasuke suddenly wished to touch. "That's how we are, Naruto. We like to look pretty for the ones we care about."

Naruto raised a brow. "You mean like a boyfriend?"

"No… and yes." She answered softly, her eyes flicking to Sasuke for a quick second.

(He noticed the way her smile grew much bigger after the simple eye contact they'd made.)

"It depends. Whether she's going on a date, or if she's just hanging out with her friends."

"But Sakura-chan! This isn't a date so you don't have to impress anyone here!"

Sakura smiled. "If you say so."

Sasuke caught the meaning behind her words and he met her gaze, his eyes almost blank but holding that soft fondness she always loved to see.

"If you say so" She repeated, more softly and quietly, directing her eyes to the path in front of her.

Looking at her while she was acting this way made a sudden urge grow within him. The urge to just sweep her in his arms and kiss her softly. Meaningfully.

But of course, he didn't.

"Come on, guys! We're going to be late!" The blonde shouted, running forward hastily and waving in the air in a gesture that invited them to run too.

A sigh escaped the young male's lips. "Whatever, dobe."

But the blonde was far too out of range to hear his best friend's comment.

The two of them were now alone.


& every moment I spent with you…

Eyecatch: He's holding her tightly against himself, flushing her body against his own, holding her so tightly he could feel his heart beating with hers. She is surprised, but she returns his embrace, her eyes shutting softly as he pulls her even closer. "You look beautiful, Sakura."

is a little more than amazing.


"Sakura! Sasuke! There you guys are! Naruto was worried sick! He thought you guys got kidnapped or something!" A young blonde exclaimed, running over to the pair. "What took you so long, babe? You worried me too!"

Sakura laughed kind-heartedly. "There was nothing to worry about, Ino. I just took a long time getting ready."

"But Naruto was there when you were done!" Ino cried in reply, her eyes flicking to the Uchiha accusingly. "Did he do something to you?" She growled, now fierily glaring at him.

"Ino, calm down. Sasuke didn't do anything. Naruto just ran straight here, and I guess he thought we followed closely or something. Sasuke and I just walked." Sakura sighed, shaking her head as the blonde continued to eye Sasuke suspiciously.

"You sure he didn't do anything? I mean, you never know. You look totally gorgeous in that dress! He could've had problem controlling his damn libidos…" Sasuke completely hated the way she eyed him carefully, "…if he even has any." She finished, laughing.

Sakura rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but to smile, trying to hold back her own amused laughter. Of course, Sasuke took notice and he glared at them both—more specifically at her.

"I'm sure he does. He's a guy, Ino."

Ino snorted. "And he's been labelled as 'the asexual socially retarded man' too, Sakura."

Sakura couldn't help it this time, and she bust up laughing, making a few heads turn her way and stare.

(Stare both because they were wondering, and because—)

"Woah! Sakura, you're one hawt mama tonight!"

(…Yeah, that too.)


Ino rolled her eyes, patting the still laughing Sakura's shoulder, smiling lightly at her hysterical laughs (which made Ino quite proud of herself, mind you.). "Hey look Sak, I gotta go. Lady with huge breasts doesn't want me to 'fool around' since I'm in charge of the dance. But you look totally gorgeous, sweetie!"

And then the blonde disappeared within the crowd.

Nobody spoke, even as Sakura's laughter ceased (and she realised to her horror that she had been clinging to Sasuke's sleeve as she laughed hysterically at him).

"The asexual socially retarded man." Sasuke repeated after a while, his voice flat and icy.

Sakura was back in laughing hysterically, once again.

(thump. thump. thump.)

Her fingers are tangled in his silky locks.

(thump. thump. thump)

Their bodied are flushed against one another.

(thmp. thmp. thmp.)

Lips are locked in a passion-filled kiss.

They're in love.

He's breathing against her lips.

(thump! thump! thump!)

"Don't leave me."

He's warm.

She loves the feeling of his body flushed against her own.

She loves the way his heat radiates on her body, warming her up to her very soul.

He pulls her closer, giving her hand a light squeeze as he kisses her neck lightly. His other hand is on her lower back, just above her sweet rump. He presses lightly at the curve, smirking lightly as she arches into him. "Don't do that Sasuke, I'm sensitive there." She breathes into his ear, burying her head in his neck.

"Apparently." He murmurs back, kissing her temple lightly.

She closes her eyes, cherishing this moment, wondering if people were watching them.

Sasuke, the asexual socially retarded man. (or also known as Sasuke, the drop dead gorgeous sex symbol of Konoha)

And Sakura, the cherry blossom.

She's wondering if any of them knows.



They've been together for a while now.


"…I think I'm in love with you."

His lips stretch themselves in a smile, something that was rare to see when it came from Sasuke Uchiha.

(Only Sakura could make him smile.)

He draws her to him, pressing his lips to hers tenderly.

("I know I love you.")

Lovely, lovely.

The pairing is total cuteness.

Pink and blue.


Pink. Pink. Pink. Pink.

—and blue.

Lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely…










So, suggestion are accepted :P

Give me your reasons! :P

Don't be surprised if some chapters are sometimes short and don't be surprised if I don't update this weekly. Other stories are my priorities. Lol!

Reviews make me write! :)

NEXT: Chapter 2: The Humour.

Get ready for a laugh!