Sasuke had always loved biking. It helped him get rid of his thoughts, something he spent too much time with ever since the incident. He shook his head suddenly, not wanting to think of such a depressing moment at this time of day.

It was a Saturday afternoon in late March, and the sun was out for the first time in ages. Sasuke got off the couch he and one of his roommates, Naruto, had been splattered on for the past hour watching old tv reruns, and stretched.

"I'm going out," he told the blonde, who's eyes were glazed over from watching tv for so long.

Naruto waved him away. "Go on." He put another chip in his mouth, not even blinking as he watched.

Sasuke sighed. It got so boring in their house on the weekends. He sighed. supposedly that's what happens when boring friends are all you've got. Sasuke shared a house with his best friends, Naruto and Shikamaru. They'd bought the house together a while after graduating college and had lived together. Another friend had been with them, but surprisingly, Choji got married first and moved out.

Shikamaru was asleep on the loveseat across from the other two, his head hanging off the chair. His soft snores filled the room, accompanying the catchy tune emanating from the television screen.

Sasuke went to his room and grabbed a random hoodie from his closet, pulling it on. Looking down at himself, he noticed it was bright yellow. It must have been Naruto's.

Cringing at the color, he moved to take it off, but just looking at his closet hurt his eyes. The little room was a mess, and finding a nice, darker colored hoodie would be tough, so he left with what he had.

Sasuke pulled his bike out of the garage. It wasn't a bad one, a little rusty, but he rode it all the time. Mostly weekends though. His job usually kept him pretty busy.

He got on the bike and slipped on his headphones, setting his playlist to shuffle before setting off down the road.

He smiled widely, breathing in the fresh air. Spring had began, and the last bits of snow had long before melted away. The grass was beginning to grow again, and the bright green lawns he passed were speckled with little flowers.

A while later, biking past a bunch of houses, Sasuke realized he had never biked in that area before. A very bad idea on his part; he was horrible with directions. He began to pedal slower, looking around to see where he was.

A flashing pink caught his attention, and he looked down the street to see a pink haired woman bent over a flower. She seemed to be planting it into the ground, and when she moved away, he saw a fresh row of dahlias planted in the fresh soil. She turned to face him, picking up some seeds to plant, and he stared in awe at her face.

The woman was beautiful. She was in a white, flowery sundress, and her long hair fell to the middle of her back. When she turned around to get more soil, he caught a glimpse of her face, and saw that an equally beautiful face lay beneath the beautiful pink tresses. Her bright green eyes sparkled, and she had a small smile on her face showing a dimple on her right cheek. She had a small tattoo on her forehead in the shape of a diamond, and a piercing in her nose.

The pretty woman turned to him fully, as if she felt him looking, and smirked. Sasuke suddenly felt self conscious of his outfit choice, a yellow hoodie and dark jeans. He tilted his head down in embarrassment and kept pedaling.

BAM! He blinked in surprise at the sudden crash. he felt the familiar feeling of a nosebleed, a second before a warm liquid trickled out of his nose. His forehead throbbed painfully, and he looked angrily at the lamppost he had crashed into. His bike lay uselessly on the ground next to his splattered form, the back wheel still spinning. His phone clattered on the ground, and he picked it up, slipping it into his jeans pocket without looking, hoping it hadn't broken.

"Well shit," he groaned as the blood went from a trickle to a rush from his nose. He pulled a tissue out of his pocket and pressed it to his nose, trying to stop the bleeding, but it soaked through the tissue almost immediately. That shocked him, and he frantically dug in his pockets for a better tissue. Why was there so much blood?

"Are you alright?" An angelic voice asked him, and he looked up to see the pretty woman standing above him. She fished a tissue out of her cardigan pocket and handed it to him. "Breathe through your mouth and look down. Keep this on it and put your other hand here." She guided his fingers to pinch the soft part of his nose, just above his nostrils firmly. If Sasuke wasn't terrified of the sheer amount of blood pouring from his nostrils, he would have freaked out over a pretty person actually speaking to him. The woman could have been a singer, with her soft voice and pretty face.

She helped him stand and picked up his bike. "Follow me." She walked into her house, leaving the bike on the porch.

Sasuke nervously hovered outside her door. He could feel his face heating up in embarrassment. It was one thing for the pretty woman to have seen him staring, but did he really have to go and fall right in front of her?

I hate my life, he groaned to himself, and walked in. The woman wasn't anywhere in sight, so he stood there, looking around. The woman liked gardening, he noted, looking at the large leafy plants littered around the area.

The woman suddenly reappeared with two ice packs and some new tissues. She handed him one, and he balled up the used one in his hand.

"Keep looking down, it'll stop after a while," she told him, guiding him to sit on her grey couch. She put an ice pack on the bridge of his nose, tucking his long hair behind his ear as she placed other ice pack on the bruise in the middle of his forehead.

She leaned closer to him, her breath fanning his face as she scanned him for other injuries. "Are you all right? That was a nasty fall." Her voice sounded concerned enough, but the smirk she was trying to hide said otherwise.

He felt his face begin to heat up, and he leaned back slightly. "I'm alright. Thank you."

She leaned back, mumbling under her breath, "I didn't know a bleeding nose could be cute."

He pretended not to hear of course, but that didn't stop the tips of his ears from reddening.

Once the bleeding stopped, he stood. "Thank you for the ice pack, um-"

"Sakura," the pink haired woman supplied, the dimple in her cheek reappearing with her smile. "And it was no problem, really."

"I'll uh, see you around then?" Sakura asked, as she walked him to the gate.

"Yeah," Sasuke flashed her a grin, to which she giggled at. It was hard to take him seriously with tissues sticking out of his nose.

He hopped on his bike and began pedaling back the way he came. By the time Sakura realized she didn't ask for his name, he was gone.

Oh well, she thought to herself with a smile. He'll come by again soon. She turned and went back to her gardening, a small smile on her face for the rest of the day.

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