"Oh my goodness! You're going on a date with him tonight?!" My mother exclaims.

"Yeah, Mom. He asked me a few days ago."

"And he's coming to the house?!"

"Yeah, Mom." I roll my eyes.

"What a gentlemen he is! It's already 6 dear, go get ready!"

I nod my head, and scurry on upstairs to my room. Going to my closet, I look for some casual clothing. That's what Sasuke said he wanted me to wear.

I find a three finger, white tank top with black designs on it and black shorts. Along with black sneakers. I put on eyeliner and mascara, then I'm finished with clothing/make up. Now for my hair. I pull two strands of hair to the back, and braid the two strands together.

I hear a knock on the front door, and run down the stairs. I literally had to jump the railing to beat my mom to the door.

"I got it!" I yell at her, and push her out of the way.

Once I get in front of the door, I straighten my hair and clothing out, and hesitantly open the door. Sasuke is standing cooly against the doorway, and I blush at his cool posture.

"You ready?" He asks.

I nod my head, and turn towards my Mom. She is creepily standing a few feet away from me, smiling like someone who just came out of the insane asylum.

"Bye Mom." I say softly, while closing the door slowly.

While I walk with Sasuke down the steps, I scan for his car, but can't find it.

"Hey, where's your car?"

He smirks and says, "I didn't bring it."

"So we're walking?" I raise an eyebrow.

We stop infront of a beauty. It's Sasuke's motorcycle. The same motorcycle that sprayed me with a mud puddle. (Look back to Chapter 1: Lost Cause)

His motorcycle is black with dark, dark blue rims, and the Uchiha crest on the side. My heart sped up at the thought of the speed this machine could go to.

"I've never been on one of these." I say softly, and brush my fingertips along the front of the motorcycle.

"The first time we talked, you told me you liked motorcycles."

"Oh yeah, that's right. You also called me a stalker." I smirk. (Look back to Chapter 2: No Name)

"Yeah, you liked all my pictures."

"Which were all of motocycles." I add.

"Exactly. So, are you up for the challenge?" Sasuke asks.

"Challenge?"

"Yeah, the challenge of trying something new." He answers cooly.

"Of course, I'm always up for something new." I wink, and grab the helmet from his hand, and get on the back. He just stares at me.

"Well No Name, you gonna get on?" I ask.

He smirks at me, and sits infront of me.

"Put your arms around my waist." Sasuke adds.

"I know, I've seen it in movies."

He scoffs, and we take off right away. I widen my eyes from inside the helmet, and begin to grin. My hair comes out of the helmet, and tangles with the wind. The engine roars beautifully, and street lights pass in a blur. We get on the main road, and immedietly stop at a traffic light. Girls are giggling and scoffing in the car to the right, and I turn my head towards them. That same girl from the other day is staring at Sasuke and I.

"Sasuke," I whisper, "I'm going to ruin your reputation. I hope you know that."

"Hey Pinky!" The girl yells.

I ignore her, and liquid spills all over my clothes. I whip my head towards her, and she's giggling like an idiot with her dumb friends. The smell of the liquid hits me, and I immedietly know she poured alcohol on me. 

"Ignore her, Sakura." Sasuke hisses.

She keeps staring at us, and I smirk.

"Hey slut?" I ask.

She stops giggling, "Green light, bitch."

Then we speed off. I look behind me, and cars are honking at her. I smile, and look to the side at the passing lights. What's funny is, I don't even know where we are going.

We park into a parking lot, and I can hear hardcore music and some people screaming. I get off the motorcycle, and take off my helmet. Looking into the side mirror of the motorcycle, I see my reflection. My hair looks like a disaster. I put it up in a side pony tail, and look at Sasuke.

"Where are we?" I ask.

"Dirt bike racing." He answers nonchalantly.

"Don't tell me-"

"No, we're just going to watch." Sasuke cuts me off.

"That sounds like alot of fun." I respond, smiling.

We get to the entrance and Sasuke just HAD to pay for my ticket. There's not as many people as I thought there would be. Maybe a couple hundred at the most.

"So, what made you want to take me here?" I ask, walking with him to some bleachers.

"You just seem like the type that wouldn't want to watch a lame movie."

I chuckle, "Yeah that's true. Smooth move Uchiha."

He chuckles, and we go to the bleachers. I notice a few familiar faces from school, but they haven't noticed us yet. I frown at the thought.

"Get ready. On your mark. Get set. Go!" The announcer exclaims.

I listen to the engines roar, and they speed away onto the dirt track. I smile at the anticipation and the cheers of the crowd. My stomach grumbles a bit, and I turn towards Sasuke.

"Hey, do you want me to get us some snacks?" I ask.

"I can get them." He answers, and gets up from his seat.

"Stop being a gentleman and let me get it." I insist, and get up.

He nods, and hands me a couple bucks, "This should cover mine."

I nod, and head towards the food shack. Sasuke didn't even tell me what he wanted, so I guess I'm on my own with this.

Once I get there, I look at the cashier with a lip ring and awesome spikey hair.

"Hmmm," I think, while I look at the menu, "Can I get a medium popcorn, two small colas, and a pickle?"

"Sure thing." The cashier says.

I turn around, and lean against the ledge to watch the race. Out of nowhere, a guy maybe a few years older than me scurries towards me.

"Hey there dollface." He winks obnoxiously.

"Sorry, but I'm trying to watch the race." I say politely, but am ready to rip this dudes head off at any moment.

 "Who cares about that stupid race." He grabs my waist roughly, and I widen my eyes.

"Don't touch me." I glare, and take his arm off my waist.

"Y'know, I always get what I want." He answers, and his eyes look demanding.

He pushes me against the shack roughly, and my heart speeds at the fear. He has me completely trapped and defenseless.

"I said don't touch me!" I yell.

His hands trail down to my hips, and I slap his hand away.

"Stop!" I yell louder.

The cashier from the food shack jumps over the ledge, and glares at the guy.

"Back off, man." He demands.

"Stay out of it!" The perv barks.

"Don't touch me you asshole!" I scream, and push him away from me.

He actually budges, and falls on the ground. The cashier looks at me, with relief in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

I put my hand on my chest, "Yeah than-"

The perv punches the cashier's cheek so hard, I can hear teeth cracking. I gasp, and people begin to stare. The cashier growls, and runs into the guys stomach, and knocks him to the ground. Out of nowhere, the people around us begin fighting, and I watch as the perv stands up, and kicks the cashier to the ground. Next the perv stands over the cashier, ready to kick him in the face. I won't let that happen, so I do something I would never do.

"Leave him alone, pervert!" I scream, and hop on the perv's back, while punching his head.

He flings me off his back, and I fall to the ground. He holds his head in pain, and I kick him somewhere no guy ever wants to be kicked, while I'm still on the ground. The perv falls on the ground, and I shout, feeling victorious. People are still fighting, and I try to crawl my way through the fighting people.

Out of nowhere, someone grabs my wrist, and I feel relieved when I see Sasuke's duck butt hair. He leads me out of the fight, and to the parking lot. We get to his motorcycle, and he pants heavily at the running.

"What the hell happened!? Are you okay?!" He asks.

"Some perv was being to touchy with me, so I beat the hell out of him." I smile.

"I'm so sorry about this. I shouldn't have taken you here." Sasuke says.

"Are you kidding me?! That was awesome! I had the time of my life here, Sasuke!" I exclaim.

"That's good to know." He smirks.

"Dear lord, I probably look like a wreck." I giggle.

Sasuke chuckles, and we get on his motorcycle.

"Where are we going?" I ask loudly.

"The park." He answers.

I nod, and we get to the park in a flash.

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"Wow, you actually did that?!" I ask.

"Yeah, he wanted to fight me, so I punched him in the face."

"And then what?!"

"He passed out."

I chuckle, and we continue to walk around the park.

"What made you want to be a web designer?" Sasuke asks.

I sigh, "Okay... Well, my family own Haruno Web Industries, if you didn't know."

"Really? I was wanting to be a software engineer for them." He replies.

"Really?! I'm hoping to take back the company."

"Take back?" He asks.

"Yeah... It's kinda hard to talk about though. We'll talk about that when I don't have dirt all over me." I say.

"Fair enough."

After a while of walking in silence, we get close to his motorcycle.

"Listen, if we keep hanging out like this, your reputation will be ruined. I'm a total loner at school and-"

"I'm willing to take that risk." Sasuke says.

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We finally get to my house, and like the cliche' movies, he walks me to my door. I think... I should tell him.

"I have something to say. I kinda..... Like you. I know it's not what you would expect from me, but I've gotten to know you and-"

"Stop."

My world just crumbled. He puts both of his hands on my shoulders.

"You're so clueless." He says.

I look down, feeling extremely upset.

"I've been trying so hard for you to talk to me, yet you don't even notice my feelings."

I look up at him, and widen my eyes. Did Sasuke Uchiha just say that?

"But-"

He smiles slightly, "I'll see you later."

Sasuke then takes his hands off my shoulders, and begins walking away. I watch as he gets on his motorcycle, and I turn towards the door.

"And Sakura?"

I hesitate, and look at him.

"I like you too."

Then he puts on his helmet, and rides away.

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UNEDITED!

It's the official climax of the story!

What will happen next?!

Until next chapter...

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~Kit_Katzzz