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Chapter Nine: Doomed
SASUKE'S P.O.V. (Friday)
"Neji, stop banging your head against my car. You'll get a concussion. Plus, if your big head leaves a dent, I'll kill you," Shikamaru said before closing his eyes and leaning against his beloved black truck. Neji stopped pounding his head against Shikamaru's window and slouched against the vehicle. He crossed his arms and started to glare at the pavement.
Hyuuga looked like he was ready to claw his eyes out.
Naruto, Shikamaru, the currently PSM-ing Neji, and I were standing in the school parking lot, still dressed in our soccer uniforms and wondering what to do now that the game against Sound High was over. Our team almost lost because Tenten couldn't seem to keep her head in the game. She sucked so badly that the coach was forced to bench her. Neji on the other hand was just plain pissed, which caused him to loose focus. He was acting irritable and had been snapping at us for no apparent reason. We had won by a mere point, which was a first.
"Cheer up, Neji! She probably didn't figure out that you like her!" Naruto smiled brightly, trying to lighten the mood. Out of nowhere, Neji suddenly grabbed the front of Naruto's uniform and yanked him forwards. He brought Naruto to his eye level and glared viscously at him.
"I called her Hyuuga Tenten. I friggin' attached her first name to my family name. Of course she figured out I like her! She's not an idiot like you!" Neji hissed through clenched teeth.
The dobe looked like he wanted to wet his pants.
"Neji, let go of Naruto," Shikamaru ordered, "We understand you're not in a good mood right now, but don't take it out on the idiot. Troublesome..."
Neji released his grip on Naruto's collar and resumed his previously position. Naruto stumbled backwards, looking relieved that Neji didn't kill him.
At that moment, I realized that I should do something about the Neji and Tenten situation. Our soccer match against Lightening High was coming up, so Neji and Tenten had to sort out their bull. The two of them were our best players, so they had to keep their heads in the game or else we'll lose. Uchihas do not lose.
'All I need is a plan...'
"So how's operation S.O.S. going?" Naruto asked, pulling me out of my musings.
"Hn." I shifted my weight to my right leg. There was no way was I admitting that my plan hadn't been working.
"You know what would be easier? Growing a pair and actually telling her." Naruto rolled his blue eyes.
"Shut it, dobe." I smacked him upside the head. Naruto attempted to lunge at me, but Shikamaru grabbed the blonde's shirt and pushed Naruto farther away.
"I swear, you two fight like little kids," Shikamaru complained, "Stop being so troublesome. You're going to give me a migraine."
"Teme started it," Naruto muttered, acting like a child who was being scolded by his mother.
"Yeah, and I'm ending it. You guys have been stressing out too much. You know what we all need? We need to get away for a while," Shikamaru suggested, "It's a three-day weekend. Might as well use it to our advantage."
"Yeah!" Naruto agreed, "We should go to Neji's beach house for the weekend! It's been a while since we've been wasted and Neji looks like he could use a drink."
"No alcohol during soccer and basketball season." I shook my head firmly. Neji and Shikamaru nodded in agreement.
"Spoil sports," Naruto whined, but didn't continue with his protest.
"I guess it's okay to use the beach house this weekend. My uncle is out of the country, but I know he won't mind if we use it," Neji grumbled lowly, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
I raised a skeptical brow. "Avoiding going home, Hyuuga? You never let us visit the beach house, especially after Naruto lit the carpet on fire."
"Hey! That was an accident!"
The brunette seventeen-year-old shrugged and looked away. "Hinata always invites her friends over during the weekend."
"It's settled then," Shikamaru droned, tired from our game. "Let's go."
We got into Shikamaru's big, black four-wheel drive and sped off to Naruto's home, then afterwards to the Nara Mansion so they could pack for the weekend. When we arrived at the Hyuuga household, the four of us spotted Ino's car in the driveway. That could only mean one thing...
The girls were here.
Neji immediately tensed up as he wearily eyed the entrance to his home, reluctant to head inside.
"Stop being such a wuss, Hyuuga," I snorted.
"Shut it, Uchiha." The anxious teenager shot me an icy glare before slipping out of the car and marching into his house. He came back out after only six minutes and four of us drove over to my house. On our way there, I remembered something important.
"I forgot that I need to attend the tutoring sessions."
"Just call Sakura and say you can't make it," Naruto suggested. I reached into my pocket and took out my cell.
"Dead battery... Shikamaru, give me your cell phone."
Shikamaru took his phone off of his dashboard and handed it to me. There wasn't any answer when I called. I dialed Sakura's house number. One of her maids answered and I left a message saying I wasn't able to attend the tutoring sessions over the weekend.
Neji's Beach House (Friday: Six forty-five)
It didn't take long for us to get settled in. Neji was locking up the garage while the rest of us were hanging out in the living room.
"Let's go check out the beach!" exclaimed a hyper Naruto. He turned to Shikamaru. "You could go stare at the... clouds or whatever."
Shikamaru seemed to perk up at the idea. I twisted my torso from side to side, willing the pain in my shoulder blade to subside. One of the players from the other team side-tackled me during the game, causing me to land on my back.
"You guys go ahead. Don't wait up for me. I'm tired," I stated, walking toward my temporary bedroom and into the adjoining bathroom. I was pretty dirty, so I decided to take a shower. Quickly, I stripped out of my uniform and turned on the water.
"Teme, we're leaving!" Naruto yelled from outside the bedroom. I heard a door slam shut a second later.
After a couple minutes, I strolled out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist. The pain in my back had yet to disappear. I fished out some clothes from my bag, pulling on a pair of boxers first. I threw my towel on a nearby chair and adjusted my necklace.
I froze when I heard the door knob turning. My jaw nearly dropped when I saw who had opened the door.
It was Sakura.
Her eyes widened when she saw me standing in the room... in nothing but my boxers.
SAKURA'S P.O.V. (Friday)
"AAAAHHHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. My bag dropped to the ground as I gawked at the half-naked Sasuke.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I yelled, desperately trying to calm my rapidly palpitating heart. The dark-haired teen stared at me like I had grown a second head.
"What am I doing here?" He scoffed, "The real question is what are you doing here?"
"I sent you a text saying I couldn't tutor you because I was coming to Hinata's beach house for the weekend!" I yelled, walking into the room. The walls vibrated from the intensity of how hard I slammed the door shut.
"My cell phone's battery is dead. Besides, you didn't answer your cell. I even called your home and left a message with your maid saying that I was at Neji's beach house," Sasuke explained.
"Oh, that makes sens—Wait... Did you just say that Neji is here?" I broke out into cold sweat. Neji could not be here while Tenten was here too!
"Yeah, why?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
"Tenten is here, too! We came so she could get away from Neji!" I groaned, biting my nails to ease my panic.
"She's here? That's good news. It'll make my job a lot easier."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Neji needs to finally tell Tenten how he feels about her. This bull has gone on long enough. I was going to stay out of this whole mess, but it's starting to affect the soccer team and we have a game against a rival school coming up."
"NEJI LIKES TENTEN? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" I smacked Sasuke's bare arm. He barely flinched.
"You never asked," Sasuke mocked. I glared at him then stuck my tongue out. He rolled is onyx orbs in an annoyed manner.
"So how are we supposed to fix this situation when they can't even stay in the same room with each other right now?" I queried. "They just had an argument today. I've never seen Neji get so pissed off before. Tenten didn't even do anything! Then Neji called her 'Hyuuga Tenten'! Do you know how confused Tenten is right now?"
"Hyuuga is not in any better condition than Tenten. He's been all twitchy and annoying after that thing that went down at the soccer field. He's afraid Tenten figured out he likes her."
Sasuke ran his hand through his wet, matted hair (which was strangely still spiked at the back). A towel was draped on a chair nearby, hinting Sasuke must've just came out of the shower before I barged in. I watched as a single droplet of water dripped from his raven locks unto his shoulder and made it's way down to his rock hard, muscular ch—
"AAAHHHH!" I screamed, quickly turning away and covering my eyes with my hands. We were so caught up with discussing Tenten and Neji that I forgot he was only wearing his boxers!
"S-Sasuke, could y-you please put some c-clothes on," I stuttered out, my face red hot. Now I know how Hinata feels. I wasn't used to seeing shirtless guys and the fact that the guy I was practically in love with was standing in front of me barely clothed made me feel faint.
After a while, I took my hands off my face to glance at Sasuke. Squeaking, I smacked my hands over my eyes again when I saw that he still hadn't made to move to get dressed.
"S-Sasuke! P-P-Put o-n your c-clothes!" I commanded. Sasuke was way too hot for his own good! Unless he wanted me to jump him, he'd better get dressed.
"Hn," Sasuke grunted right before the sound of unzipping a bag and the shifting of clothes filled the room.
"I'm done," Sasuke's monotone voice announced. I hesitantly uncovered my eyes to peer at Sasuke. He wore a dark blue sweat-shirt with the Uchiha crest on the back and a pair of black basketball shorts.
"Ahem." I adjusted my glasses and straighten my red hoodie. Being near Sasuke always made me feel insecure. He was so... perfect. The Uchiha heir embodied perfection. Sasuke was muscular, but not overly muscular. He had a lean, well conditioned body that made all the girls go gaga, complete with aristocratic features and the most piercing eyes that I had ever seen.
'Why did I even think I had a chance with someone like him? It's obvious he's not—'
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Tenten scream came from the living room.
I sighed, "C'mon. Let's go help sort out this mess." Sasuke trailed after me as I exited the bedroom.
Our friends were standing in the middle of the living room. Shikamaru was sitting on the recliner with a surprised look on his face. A gaping Ino was standing right beside Tenten. Naruto was hugging Hinata like there was no tomorrow, totally oblivious to the awkward tension that filled the room. Neji was staring intensely at Tenten, while she was looking at anything and everything except him.
"Umm... It seems that we came up with the same plans for the weekend. Err... Surprise?" I let out a weak laugh, trying to ease the tension.
"I'm going for a walk," Tenten mumbled, turning towards the door.
"But you just came back from a wal—Gah, that hurt!" Naruto clutched his arms where I had punched him in an attempt to shush him. "Stupid woman and her violent tendencies..."
"What did you say?"
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
By the time I was done speaking, Tenten was long gone. She practically sprinted out of the house while Naruto and I were bickering. Neji stared blankly at the spot Tenten had vacated for several moments. His left eye twitched before the seventeen-year-old brunette stomped into what appeared to be his room and slammed the door shut.
"Well, that was... interesting," Ino muttered, sitting down on the couch that directly faced the television. Hinata and Naruto followed her actions, taking the seats next to her.
"So how are we going to fix this troublesome mess?" Shikamaru queried, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.
"This is ridiculous! They both like each other, yet neither one of them wants to admit it!" I yelled, exasperated. I plopped down on the love-seat facing Shikamaru's recliner. Sasuke came and sat beside me.
"NEJI LIKES TENTEN?" Ino cried, "I KNEW IT!"
We all rolled our eyes at her except Shikamaru, who merely chuckled at her antics.
"S-So what's the plan?" Hinata questioned.
Shikamaru shot the shy girl a curious look. "Plan?"
"Yes, to g-get Neji-nii-san and Tenten t-to makeup."
"I'll think of something," Sasuke said, "I just need you guys to cooperate when the right time comes."
The five of us nodded in agreement. Ino turned her attention to Shikamaru and Naruto, who were dirty and still in their soccer uniforms, scrunching her nose. "Go take a shower, you two. You guys stink!"
"No, I don't wanna!" Naruto protested, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend. Hinata turned bright red when her hyperactive boyfriend decided to bury his face in the back of her neck.
"Mendōkusei..." Shikamaru rubbed his temples, irritated with Naruto's childishness. The lazy genius begrudgingly rose from the recliner and pulled Naruto by his ear off the couch.
"Ouch, let go!" demanded Naruto. The seventeen-year-old Nara just ignored his best friend's pleas, casually dragging the blond up the stairs by his ear.
"I should p-prepare dinner. It's getting l-late," Hinata stated in her quiet voice, heading towards the kitchen.
"I'll help!" Ino yipped, trailing after the sixteen-year-old Hyuuga. An awkward silence fell across the room after everyone left, leaving me and Sasuke alone. My tutoree seemed perfectly content with the lull in the conversation, but it made me highly uncomfortable. My heart beat rapidly in my chest as my tongue turned sluggish. Instinctively, my hand raised to my mouth so I could chew on my nails.
"So..." I started, then my eyes lit up when they caught sight of something familiar laying near the TV.
Then, I noticed something else...
There was only one controller.
Later that night...
"Sasuke, kill him!"
"He's behind you!"
"I can see that, Sakura..."
"Give me the controller!"
"Why not? I'm ten times better than you at this game. I'm tired of sitting here and watching you get your butt kicked by a computer. Give it to me!" I pulled my hair in frustration, glaring at my crush, who was quickly getting on my bad side.
"ARGH!" I yelled, totally loosing it. I leaped on top of Sasuke, wrestling the controller out of his grasp. He fell into a prone position when I tackled him from the side. His head rested against the arm of the couch and his knees were bent, his feet flat against the couch cusion.
"Get off of me!"
Instead of his usual irritated tone, Sasuke actually sounded... panicked?
Shaking my head, I brushed off my curiosity and tried to snatch the remote out of his hands, but he held it out of my reach. We continued to wrestle, yelling at each other. I knew Sasuke could have easily thrown me off of him, but he seemed scared to even touch me. He kept both hands firmly on the controller and just laid underneath me, rocking his body from side to side in a weak attempt to push me off.
The two of us froze. My head whipped toward the doorway to find Ino standing there with a smug look on her face.
"Sorry, did I interrupt something?"
My face twisted in confusion. "What are you..." I trailed off when I noticed our position.
'Oh. My. Gosh.'
My eyes widened from behind my glasses as my heart stopped. I was straddling Sasuke while the hand that wasn't reaching for the controller pressed against his chest, pinning his upper half to the couch. And it really didn't help that the both of us were panting from wrestling match, our cheeks taking on a red hue.
Quickly, I rolled off the seventeen-year-old Uchiha, landing with an loud "umph!" on the hardwood floor. My glasses were knocked off my face from my fall, but I quickly put them back on.
"It's not what it looks like!" I defended, sure that my face was a horrible shade of purple. It was beyond embarrassing.
"Riiiiight..." Ino agreed sarcastically. In the corner of my eye, I noticed Sasuke slowly sit up. His head was lowered so that his raven bangs could shielded his face. His body appeared to be slightly trembling.
'He must be shaking in disgust because I touched him. Ugh, if he gave me the controller like I asked, none of this would have happened!'
Ino, still smiling wickedly, said, "Dinner is ready. Come and eat before it gets cold."
The two of us watched as Sasuke placed the controller on the couch, raised the hood of his sweat-shirt over his head, and slowly walked into the kitchen.
A confused look passed over my features. "What's wrong with him?"
Ino rolled her blue eyes. "You're too dense for your own good, forehead."
Hyuuga Beach House (Friday: Night Time)
The eight of us had a late dinner. Neji had reluctantly slipped out of his room right before we began eating. In the middle of supper, we heard the sound of front door open and all turned to see Tenten making her way into the house. The seventeen-year-old, still clad in her soccer uniform, sat down at the table and wordlessly picked up her chopsticks.
An awkward silence enveloped the large dinning room. My eyes darted back and forth between Neji and Tenten. The two best friends wouldn't even look at each other.
Suddenly, Sasuke let out a small hiss and worked his shoulder around, his face not betraying any pain he was feeling.
"So..." I started, "What are the sleeping arrangements for tonight?"
Ino shrugged. "There are only four bedrooms, so it looks like we've got to share."
"I'm not sharing a room with Naruto," the three boys firmly stated simultaneously. Naruto gaped, offended.
"Fine, I didn't want to share a room with you guys anyways! I'll share with Hinata-chan!" Naruto exclaimed. Hinata blushed a bright red, ducking her head.
The young Uchiha's eyes shifted between Naruto and Hinata. Something flashed within his onyx orbs and one corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk. I knew that look...
Sasuke had a plan.
My tutoree met Shikamaru's eyes and they seemed to be having a silent conversation. They would subtly jut their heads in different directions, nod or shake their heads in response, and shoot pointed glances at the occupants of the dinning room.
"Naruto, don't even attempt to try something funny with my cousin. If you do, I'll kill you." Neji threatened, showing his overprotective side. The Hyuuga heir closely guarded his family, but it was obvious he trusted Naruto with Hinata's welfare.
"Don't worry! Hinata is safe with me." Naruto reassured, winking at his girlfriend. The said girlfriend nearly fainted.
I shook head, propriety kicking in. "That isn't right. We're all just teenagers. A guy and a girl shouldn't be shar—"
"Sakura and I will stay in the same room." Sasuke nonchalantly extended his arm and rested it on the back of my chair.
"WHAT?" I choked on air. If I hadn't been sitting down, I'm pretty sure I would have collapsed from the shock of his statement. Clearing his throat, the Uchiha also stated, "Shikamaru and Ino could share a room also." Shikamaru shrugged weakly, embarrassment radiating off of his lazy form. Ino, on the other hand, exploded with protests.
'I don't get it! How does sleeping in the same room with the opposite gender accomplish anything! What sort of messed up plan is that? Why would they have Hinata and Naruto, Shikamaru and Ino, and Sasuke and me share a room? That means Tenten and Neji have to sha—'
My eyes widened in realization.
'...Oh. They're good.'
"I-I-I g-guess it's o-okay," I stuttered out, sinking into my seat from mortification. I fought back a blush. Ino stared at me like I had just lost a billion brain cells. I made sure no one was looking my way before I mouthed, "Just go with it."
"It's fine with me," she gritted out sarcastically, glaring at me. Tenten brought a cup up to her mouth and started to drink the contents.
"So it's settled!" Naruto exclaimed, clueless to our silent agreement.
"I guess that means Neji and Tenten will have to share a room," Ino stated, seemingly innocent.
Immediately, Tenten's eyes bulged as she spat out her water. Embarrassed and still coughing, she grabbed a napkin and began wiping up the mess she had made. Hinata reached over and softly patted Tenten's back.
Neji stiffened considerably, but refused to look up from his plate. "Tenten could stay in the room. I'll just sleep in the living room."
Nudging Sasuke's side with my elbow, I gained his attention and whispered harshly, "It's not working! Fix it!" The seventeen-year-old basketball captain nodded and got up from the table. "Hyuuga," Sasuke called, jutting his head towards the door. Neji merely stood up and followed Sasuke out of the dinning room.
"What's that about?" Naruto wondered. No one was able to answer his question.
A couple minutes later, a pissed off Neji and a smirking Sasuke finally appeared and took their seats.
"Tenten and I will share a room," Neji grumbled, glaring darkly at Sasuke. Tenten just sat there gawking, failing to protest because she had yet to regain her wits.
Dinner dragged by slowly. The silence was deafening. Even Naruto and Ino were scared to speak! The only noise that was produced was during the end of the meal, when Hinata and Ino were cleaning up.
"Well, it's late. We should go to sleep. See you guys in the morning!" Naruto dragged Hinata upstairs to their bedroom. Ino and Shikamaru also made their way upstairs.
"Night!" I called back.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when suddenly Sasuke grabbed my hand and dragged me towards our room. My head remained bowed to keep him from noticing my blush. When the door closed behind us, I sighed and leaned against the wall.
"Do you need the bathroom?" I asked. Sasuke shook his head, raven bangs fluttering around his jutting cheekbones.
"Okay." I grabbed my little bag of toiletries and rummaged through my tote, trying in vain to find something.
"What are you looking for?" Sasuke questioned, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"My nightgown. I think I forgot to pack it."
"You could use one of my shirts." Sasuke reached for his bag that was sprawled on the floor. The seventeen-year-old boy pulled out one of his many blue shirts and flung it at me.
"Arigatou, Sasuke," I thanked as I caught it in my outstretched arms. I walked into the bathroom, taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth. After I was done, I pulled on Sasuke's t-shirt and my glasses. A small giggle escaped my throat as I stared down at myself. It was huge! The hem reached my mid-thigh. It practically looked like a dress on me! Grabbing the collar, I inhaled slowly. It smelled like him.
Then, I rolled my eyes at my fangirlish behavior and opened the bathroom door. 'Stupid hormones. I swear, I could get high off of his scent alone.'
I walked out of the restroom and promptly collided with Sasuke's chest. His arms shot out to steady me.
"Ouch." I rubbed my forehead, which still a tab bit sore from Thursday. "Oh, sor—"
Sasuke was shirtless.
He was wearing nothing but basketball shorts. His black boxers peaked out at the waistband. The silver ring attached to his necklace gleamed against his bare chest.
"Y-Y-You're going to sleep with a shirt on... right?" I choked out. Heat crept unto my cheeks as I lowered my gaze to the ground. I could feel him just... staring at me.
"No," was his indifferent replied. The object of my affections passed by me and strolled into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
I wanted to cry.
Fifteen minutes later
Sasuke, who was (sadly?) still shirtless, and I were staring at the television, watching a cartoon. The show was widely followed throughout our country and even Sasuke seemed to enjoy it. I forgot the name of the show, though... Detergent? Bleach? Stain-fighters? Yeah, something like that.
Sasuke was resting against the back board with his legs stretched out in front of him. I was sitting Indian style in the middle of the twin-size bed, biting my nail.
'Don't look at him. Don't look at him. Don't look at him.'
Sasuke let out a low hiss, pulling me out of my musings. I peered over my shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm kind of sore from the game. My back hurts." Sasuke rubbed one of his bare shoulders with a slightly pained expression.
"Let me massage you. Come sit in front of me," I ordered. Granted, I was hoping to keep some distance between us, but I didn't want to see him in pain.
My parents were both very well-known doctors. One of their close friends was a physical therapist named Namicho. She taught me a few of things about the human body and because of her, I knew all about relieving pain by massaging.
The school jock shot me a skeptical look before complying. He sat in front of me at the edge of the bed, his feet resting flat on the floor. I kneeled behind him, hesitating before laying my hands on his bare skin. My hands gently pressed his back. I kneaded his shoulders first, working my way down his back. His muscles would ripple underneath my touch. The weary Uchiha would let out a grunt when I would press on the right spot.
"So how did you get Neji to agree to share a room with Tenten?" I questioned, tired of the silence.
"Blackmail," Sasuke replied bluntly. I laughed, shaking my head.
I peered over his shoulder to resume watching the episode, trying to distract myself from the half-naked boy in front of me. A couple minutes passed and I hadn't realize my hands had gone lower than they should.
Suddenly, Sasuke took in a sharp breath and straightened his back as if he had been electrocuted. I realized that he was reacting to a point I had accidently pressed on his lower back. If I recalled correctly, it had been a special spot that Namicho had taught me about.
'What did she say about that particular pressure point, again? Something about getting married... Wedding night... Come on Sakura, think... Ahah! Now, I remember! It's a super sensitive spot on a male's body that made him tu—'
"Sasuke, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to—!"
"It's fine," Sasuke interrupted, his voice sounding strangely high pitched. The shaking teenage boy quickly jumped off the bed and bolted towards the bathroom.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah. I'm just going to take a shower," Sasuke responded. His voice box was severely acting up because his tone became low and hoarse all of a sudden. With that said, he shut the bathroom door.
'Wait, didn't Sasuke already take a shower? Weird...'
SASUKE'S P.O.V. (Friday: Past midnight)
That was what I felt as soon as the icy cold water from the shower sprayed my overheated body. The cold shower had been good to calm my suddenly raging err... nerves, which seemed to have started acting up as soon as Sakura's delicate hands touched me.
I gritted my teeth and placed my clenched fists on the shower's titled wall, leaning all my weight unto my hands.
'Dangit, Sasuke! Get yourself under control... Calm down...'
She was massaging my back to help get rid of the pain. Then she had done... something. I had no clue what she did, but when Sakura pressed a point on my lower back and it took all my willpower pin her down and just—Uh... I-I...
(Plus, I highly doubted that Hinata and Neji would appreciate me and Sakura "breaking in" one of their beds.)
And on top of all of that, she was wearing my shirt. I knew I was the one who willingly gave it to her, but I wouldn't have offered it I had known that she would look so hotin my shirt. The idea of my possessions covering her delicate places made me edgy.
I ran my hands frustratingly through my wet hair and sighed. There was only so much a guy could take. I had a lot of self-restraint, but when it came to Sakura, I barely could contain myself.
The freezing water did it's job and I finally calmed down. I grabbed a towel off a nearby rack and wrapped it around my waist. Gathering together every once of self-control I possessed, I walked out of the bathroom.
The lights were out and the pink-haired girl had buried herself under the covers. Creeping around the room quietly, I grabbed a pair of basketball shorts and boxers out of my bag and got changed in the bathroom, coming back out as soon as I was done.
I looked down at the hard floor, glaring a hole into it.
After a long argument and protesting, I finally got Sakura to agree to my sleeping arrangement. She would take the bed while I slept on the floor. I didn't find the thought of sleeping on the ground appealing, but I didn't trust myself.
'But my back still hurts and sleeping on the hard floor will make it worse...' I glanced at Sakura's sleeping form. 'I'll just sleep on the other side and get out of the bed before she awakes up. She wouldn't have a clue about what happened.'
My mind was made up.
Slowly, eased myself onto my bed and slid under the covers. My body relaxed as I nodded off, but my eyelids instantly flew open when I felt a weight settle on my chest. Then, an arm snaked it's way across my middle, startling me. Apparently, Sakura had rolled over in her sleep and decided to use me as her pillow.
I tried to untangle myself from her, but every time I moved, she would tighten her grip.
Mortification and anxiousness—along with another feeling I didn't dare to define—filled me as I realized I had to sleep with Sakura cuddled to my side for a whole night. Eight frikkin' hours...
It's official. I'm doomed.
End of ninth chapter
Author's Note: Thanks for all the support, guys. Even the one-worded reviews and the simple "update soon!" make me smile :D