Can It Be Love: Chapter 3 (itasaku)

Chapter 31

Sakura's POV2

I needed to hide from Ino. I was going from corner to corner trying to avoid her and her group. I was apparently late coming home and my worried mother called her house. After I came home and explained that I stopped to chat, she called Ino back and told her. The good thing is, I didn't tell my mom who I talked to, leaving Ino clueless. This was also the bad thing because now she was stalking me, trying to find out who I was talking to for so long.3

I loved Ino to death. She was like a sister to me...A pestering, annoying sister, but I feared what she would do if she found out that I was talking to the brother of Sasuke and a former school delinquent, Itachi Uchiha. She'd probably think I was using him to help get a date with Sasuke. 4

Don't get me wrong, Itachi seemed cool, alright, and sophisticated just from talking with him for that short (well, seemingly short) chat. Plus, he was honest, which I was glad to know. Most guys would about them even being in detention, but he actually told me flat out why he was there, knowing that I could have hated him for it. I see that as a bold move. I really do hope we could converse again, it was kinda nice.5

“There you are!” I scrunched up, hearing Ino's voice. Dammit! I thought, she caught me while I was daydreaming! “Sakura Hurano! What's this I hear about you stopping to 'chat' with someone after school yesterday?” she said, once she caught up with me.. “Heh, funny story really. You see, I went up to ask Sasuke out,” I paused to see her face crinkle at that statement, but I continued “but he turned me down. After he left,...he came up.” “He? Oh, so it's a he.” she declared, a grin popping up on her face. Oh, why did I have to reveal that information? Now she's going to ask questions. “So,” she started, “what is he like? What's his name? Oh, oh, and how does he look? Tell me everything!” It was expected, what can I say?6

I sighed. I see this was going to be a long explanation. “Well, he's quite friendly.” I said. “Sakura, sweetie, every boy is going to be friendly when their interested.” she said to me like I was a child. “Well, I know that,” I continued, “but he's more than just kind. He's sophisticated and knowledgeable. He's honest, very honest! That's what surprised me, and he...” I paused. Hopefully she'll be happy with just that. “Well? He what?! Is he handsome?” Nope. It didn't satisfy her. She looked almost like she was bouncing she was so exited.7

She's probably happy that I found another man than Sasuke. Most likely she's going to try and hook me up with him so it leaves one less person after Sasuke. “Yeah, I guess he has his looks.” I turned my eyes away from hers. Yes, Itachi was handsome, VERY handsome. I shouldn't be thinking that because he is older than me, but he was. I was actually having trouble trying to figure out who looked nicer, Itachi or his brother. So far, they were neck and neck with each other on my list. “Hmm...There's still one thing you haven't mentioned yet.” she murmured. I turned to her and I noticed she was wearing her sly ass grin. “What is the 'guy's' name?”8

My eyes went wide. God, how was I going to tell her that he was Sasuke's brother? “Well?” she said impatiently. “Well...um...his name is Itachi.” Maybe, just maybe she won't ask for his last name or hopefully, not even know who he is. “Wait, is he Itachi...Uchiha?” she questioned. I just had to jinx it, didn't I? “Y-yeah. Why?” I asked. 9

Her mouth dropped, her eyes now bulging out. “Girl, you need to stop talking to that boy! He's bad news!” she screeched, her face all in horror. I sighed. “Look, I know he's in D-hall--” I was cut off with Ino screaming in my ear. “No! That's not it! Haven't you heard the rumors?!” That was Ino. Rely on her to find a rumor on anybody and trust her to believe it. The only rumors she doesn't believe are the ones about herself. “What rumors?” I asked, though frankly, I couldn't give a crap. “Itachi Uchiha has been said to have murdered his parents because they wouldn't let him go out to a party. Sasuke is the sole survivor of the massacre! His brother told him that he was too pathetic to kill!” Oh. My. God. Please tell me that she doesn't believe that. Oh, why am I even asking that? I knew already that she does! “Sakura!” She said, grabbing my shoulders. “Listen to me, you need to stop seeing him! He could hurt you!” I can't believe that she believes this nonsense. Who would believe such a ridiculous story? No one but Ino.10

“Look, Ino-” Again, I was cut off. “Sakura, please, I know that he might not kill you, but please! He has something wrong with his head. I'll be honest with you. You have a nice ass and he could be thinking of doing...stuff with it.” 11

Oh, so now she thinks that he's going to rape me. But there is one thing I'll agree with one thing. Itachi was polite, well-mannered and all, but I highly doubt he apologized for his little brother to anyone who gets turned down. He had to be reeled in by something and my behind was like flashing neon lights. Though, if that was the case, he hid it extremely well.12

“Fine.” I said, though I was lying through my teeth. “Thank goodness.” Ino sighed. “Now,” she proclaimed, “let's get to class.”13

As irritated as I was, I picked up my feet and followed her. We had gym this period with Mr. Guy, or to be specific, Ino's and my favorite class.14

Here, Sasuke wore a tight tank top that showed his well toned chest and with his baggy shorts on, oh! I'm even drooling now! And once he started to sweat, he was even hotter! I know the sweating thing sounds weird, but you'd only understand if you were there. His skin would shine and he had this deodorant that smelled heavenly! Oh, I loved gym class!15

I was wearing red sweat pants while Ino was wearing her violet “booty” shorts as she called them. (I thought they looked like underwear!) At least we were playing basketball, my favorite sport.16

I was about to do a layup when I heard a group of boys behind me chatting. “Dude, isn't that the chick that was talking to the Uchiha?” I stopped, dropping my ball. I turned towards the group. They weren't looking directly at me, more like they were to engaged in their discussion. “No, it can't be.” This redhead boy said. “She's too much of a goody-two-shoes to talk to THE Itachi Uchiha.” I didn't notice that Sasuke was behind the social boys. When he heard his brother's name, he stopped in his tracks and his head shot over towards the group. I screeched, turning around trying to find the ball. I found it near one of the bleachers, but I kept listening to the boys. Sasuke's voice was very distinct amongst the others.17

“Who was talking to Itachi Uchiha?” he asked. “Oh, that pink haired chick in the red sweat pants.” pipped one of the boys. Damn it! Why did I have to be the only pink haired girl? “She was talking with him after school. They seemed to be deep in conversation.” Another boy said. “Yeah, but I was saying how she's too much of a goody-two-shoes to even get close to him.” spoke the redhead boy again. “I mean, what interest would he have in her?” “Her ass!”18

The boys chorused in laughter, Sasuke saying nothing. His face was stoic, but his eyes held something else. I didn't look too long for he turned his attention my way. Thank God the bell to get changed rang afterwards.19

I got dressed and rushed out of the locker room with even saying a word to Ino only to find Sasuke waiting. He eyed em and started to walk towards me. I knew already what he was going to ask before he even opened his mouth.20

“Why were you talking to my brother?” “Well, ya see--” I was cut off. “Look, if your asking him if I'd go on a date with you, it's not going to work. I already told you, I'm not interested.” That stung like a hundred bees. I knew for years that he would never like someone, such as me, who looks so mundane next to him, but it still hurt.21

“Actually, he came to me so he could apologize.” I said, more like a whisper, but he still heard me. “Apologize?” he asked, quite befuddled. “Apologize for what?” “It's personal.” I told him. I really wanted to ask what was going on at his home, but how do you bring that up without saying, “Oh, your brother was apologizing for your rude behavior and mentioned that.”22

Sasuke's eyes looked me up and down. “Have you two met before?” “Um, before yesterday?” I asked. He nodded. “No. I haven't.” I answered. Sasuke looked even more confused. I can't blame him. I just told him that his brother apologized to me for something personal. That defiantly sounds that me and him were or are close.23

The next thing I knew, I was backed up against the wall, Sasuke's hand next to my head, flat on the wall. His other hand resided in his pockets.24

“Are you sure you and Itachi aren't close? Even friends?” he asked, his onyx orbs starring with a pestered look. 25

I was going to blurt out “no” until he said something about us being friends. I didn't know about that one. I mean, Itachi and I only met yesterday when school was over (if you don't count the time he was starring at me in D-Hall.) Could I count Itachi as my friend? The only person I was really friends with was Ino, and frankly, she wasn't the kindest person to know. Itachi was a lot more considerate, I guess. But then again, still, I've only met him yesterday. We only had one conversation. Is it possible that I could call him...my friend?26

“Well, I guess he could be my friend.” I said slowly. I'll still have to mull over it more.27

“You guess?” he asked in an irritated tone.28

“No! He is my friend.” I uttered, this time, looking at his face.29

Sasuke's brow furrowed. He looked really scary when he was mad. He lifted his hand off the wall and placed it in his pockets. He turned to walk away before glaring out of the corner of his eye.30

“Well, don't be.”