Prompt: Part IV of the Konoha Chronicles
For as long as Sasuke could remember, Haruno Sakura had been the most annoying girl ever. When they were six she would follow (stalk) him on the playground. When they were eight she would drool at him from behind her textbooks at the academy. When they were ten she would have catfights with her ex-best friend Yamanaka Ino over which rabid female would sit next to him on any given day. When they were twelve she became his teammate and did more flirting with him than training. Thankfully, by fourteen she had gone off to be under the tutelage of Tsunade-sama (1) and he had rarely seen her at all.
Oh sure, he occasionally caught a glimpse of her. Well into their twenties and no longer part of a genin (2) team, they had no reason to interact. She was a medic and he was a jounin (3). Unless he broke something or was fatally stabbed, he didn't plan on being caught dead in a hospital. All he'd seen of Haruno Sakura for the last six years or so was the flash of her obnoxiously pink hair through a window or across the market.
And he was quite content to leave it at that.
Or he would have been anyway...
Except he had just now realized how much she had changed.
Yesterday had been Naruto's wedding (hard to imagine that dobe (4) being married...) and he had been the best man, of course. He hadn't realized that Sakura was going to be one of the bridesmaids.
Or that she looked so good in that tight lavender dress that pushed up her cleavage just so. Just think about it made him drool...
Snap out of it! Sasuke shook his head vigorously and tried to concentrate on making it down the street without tripping over any children or knocking over any old women doing their grocery shopping. But, inevitably, his mind would wander back to that image of her the day before, how perfect her hair was--she had grown it out again past her shoulders--and how well that dress hugged her curves, and how sexily she walked...
Snap out of it, Sasuke!
"...and so I had to go, because they were having a sale and there was this amazing dress. I just couldn't pass up the opportunity an-- Hey! Sasuke, watch where you're going!"
He looked up and promptly tripped over his feet.
There, standing three feet in front of him, clad in full medic-regalia, was Haruno Sakura. Her eyes were greener than he remembered. Were they that bright when we were twelve? Can't remember...
He did know that she hadn't been this well-developed at twelve, though.
Maybe Kakashi-sensei (5) is rubbing off on me...
And so, while his eyes slid from her face and then down, his feet failed to realize that the uneven ground had shifted just ever so slightly upwards in an awkward little earthen ridge that scarred the road. The toe of his sandal met the small obstruction and caught, yanking his leg awkwardly back as his foot stayed in place whilst his knee attempted to lurch forward. Consequentially, he found himself plummetting face-first...
Into Sakura's chest.
Anyone would have been embarrassed in such a situation. As a seasoned jounin, Sasuke had been on hundreds of dangerous missions before now, not to mention all of his rogue adventures along the way. One would never have presumed to think that the unmovable, unloveable, unemotional ice-cube that was Uchiha Sasuke could trip over the ground.
But he did. The fact that he landed on a soft, warm and cushy surface would have been a perk, except for the fact that it immediately caused his nose to begin leaking copious amounts of blood and his cheeks to turn the most garishly bright shade of scarlet. For a very long moment he didn't dare move.
What should I do now?
Turns out, he didn't have to do anything. One second Sakura was staring down at him with large, blank green eyes, and the next he was flying through the air at a velocity that shouldn't have been possible. Of course, the realm of physics hardly applied to Haruno Sakura. Sasuke had a singular moment--drawn out into a blur of sensation and dizzying colors--before his eyes and face registered the very hard, very red, very dirty brick wall.
"SASUKE, YOU PERVERT!"
That was the last thing he heard before there was a burst of violent pain and the world went black. As he drifted, he could only think...
It was totally worth it.
---
Sakura stared at the blood-stained, drooling, unconscious man at her feet with a scowl. I can't believe I used to have a crush on this idiot.
Sure, Sasuke was handsome, if a bit on the girly side, but his manners and attitude could use some serious improvement. Honestly, she was certain what she'd ever seen in him in the first place. Even now, when he was an elite ninja, she remained completely unimpressed. Her crush had long-since faded and died.
All Sasuke reminded her of now was a younger version of Kakashi-sensei with darker hair and clumsier feet. The urge to slam his head against the wall a second time for good measure needed to be stifled. She was supposed to be a medic, and medics healed people, they didn't give them multiple concussions, even if said person had just molested said medic.
Beside her, Ino was staring as well. "What should we do with him now?"
A few more seconds of silence... "Just leave him here; he'll be fine."
As a unit they turned away and continued walking down the street, pretending that they had not just blown-in one of the ally walls with Sasuke's head. "So, as I was saying, there's this dress on sale and I just have to get it!"
---
Never before had Sasuke appreciated strength in a woman, but damn that girl could throw! What an arm! She hadn't been that strong when they were younger, had she?
Either way, he now found himself at home, nursing the mother of all headaches as he lounged on the sofa with bits of tissue stuffed up his nostrils to collect the still-dripping blood. If anything, being bashed head-first into a wall by the woman did nothing to deter him. Quite the opposite, in fact. Never had Sasuke appreciated beauty or fashion in a woman--it seemed like a waste--but he could appreciate strength, and he didn't know any woman stronger (except the Hokage (6), who was far too old for him, thank you very much!).
It was right then and there that Uchiha Sasuke--smirking despite the pounding in his head (it felt like a jackhammer was trying to beat in his skull!)--decided it. Haruno Sakura was the perfect woman with which to rebuild his clan.
Note: I'm usually not a fan of Sakura (or Sasuke for that matter), but in my AU there is no Kyuubi attack and Itachi does not die after killing his whole clan... in fact, I think he doesn't even kill them. Someone else could do it and then Danzo gets caught and everyone's happy and... yeah... Poor Sasuke, you totally deserved it this time.
(1) -sama - honorific used to address someone of very high status. In this case it roughly translates to "lady"
(2) genin - first rank a ninja gets after graduating the academy... basically, they're mostly young kids under the tutelege of an older ninja
(3) jounin - highest ranking ninja (except ANBU) who are basically the kicka$$ ninjas living in the village who get the dangerous missions
(4) dobe - translates roughly to "dead last" or "loser"
(5) -sensei - honorific used to address a teacher
(6) Hokage - leader of the village
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