A/N: More SasuSaku fics. Oh how I missed this pairing. Unfortunately, Kishi-sensei doesn't seem to. Reviews are loved.

Disclaimer: Do you think Sasuke would still be a missing nin if I owned Naruto?


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"Don't you think it's kinda annoying that you're always calling me annoying?"
"Hn?"

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Redundancy

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the state of being repetitive.

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She was so noisy.

And Sasuke hated noise.

Groaning, he picked up his stuff and searched for another place to stay.

But her voice seems to follow him wherever he goes. Her pink hair would always appear in his peripheral vision, and she just won't stop bugging him.

"Sasuke-kun! Look at what I drew! This is you and-"
"You're annoying."

He turned away quickly, and did not see the tears that threatened to fall.

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The next day, Sasuke sighs in relief, for there is no bubblegum-pink hair in sight.

The young lad takes his seat, appreciating the lack of giggles and laughs.

'How annoying.' He thinks, everytime their teachers ask where his seatmate was.

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"Did you hear? Sakura-chan's in the hospital!"
"Why? What happened?"
"I don't know, but they said that it's serious."

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Sasuke was not a happy camper.

It had been a week.

The Uchiha tries to convince himself that he's only getting irritated by the worried looks and voices of his classmates, and not because...

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"Sasuke-kun!"
...he misses her.

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"Hn. Annoying."

It's Monday, and he's had enough.

After getting her address from the loud blonde ("Oi. Dobe." "Whatcha want Teme?" "Sakura. Where does she live?" "Why? You stalking her or something?") that she considers her best friend, he trudges on to her home.

He knocks once. Twice. Thrice. Still nobody's opening the door. His sharp onyx eyes zeroed in an open window on the second floor. Hm, what are ninja skills for?

She's sleeping, and her cheeks are flushed. The boy brought a hand to her larger than normal forehead and flinched at the sudden heat. Sasuke sighed disappointingly (not because she's sick! He just wasted time going here and..). It looks like she's not going to school tomorrow as well.

So he put the flower (a rose, from Ino. She told him that Sakura'll like it) he held delicately on her bedside table, and dejectedly went home.

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Because there's no use denying that..

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Green eyes fluttered open. Her hand reaching for a glass of water to soothe her aching throat. Not able to reach it, the little girl sat up. But what's this she sees?

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...he's already fallen for her.

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A beautiful blood red rose lied on her table, a little note attached to it.

And suddenly, she was feeling better already.

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'Sakura, hurry up and get better. It's getting annoying.'

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A soft smile appeared on a teenage girl's pretty face as she read the first note her boyfriend has ever given her.

A gasp came out of her pouty lips as strong arms encircled her waist.

"Hello, Sasuke-kun."
"Hn."

Unsatisfied with his answer, Sakura tried to wriggle out of his iron grip.

"Stop that Sakura."
"Make me."

The male sighs. "Even after all these years, you're still annoying."

And her melodious laugh echoed across the room.

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'You're annoying because I can't get you out of my mind.'

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owari

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