Roses are Red

Not Your Krystal

Recappy From the Last Chappy: "Hey, that's the last piece!"

"Be quiet, ya big baby/ You know you were gonna order more, so just go ahead and do it." I woulda been happy if I never ever ever ever ever ever ever saw him again! She popped the piece of meat into her mouth and chewed angrily, hearing another mumble of "troublesome" from Shikamaru. By the time she swallowed, her gaze was distant as she seemed to stare at her chopsticks.

I . . . would have been happy . . . right?

Chapter 3: Not Your Krystal

Annoying . . . annoying . . . annoying, the disgusting adjective would not leave her alone! It kept repeating itself in her thoughts. After all these years . . . He still thinks I‛m annoying? The word was not a comforting one, and it would not leave her head as she left the prison, ignoring the hoots and hollers of other prisoners. Surely she had changed a little bit . . . . She was stronger now, having trained under the Fifth Hokage Lady Tsunade in the ways of a medical ninja, but no one in the longest of times had called her "annoying." I guess it‛s true then . . . . Sasuke-kun may very well never have feelings for me . . . .

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto‛s voice cut into the kunoichi‛s thoughts. While in her daze, she had walked right past him.

"Naruto-kun . . . . Am I . . . ‛annoying‛?" she asked, hoping he would answer "no."

"N––wait! Is this a trick question?"

Idiot! Her eyes turned anger-white and she concentrated chakra to her fist, giving Naruto a punch that sent him flying back ten feet. You‛re the one that‛s annoying! Cha!

.:Xx♥xX:.

Three weeks later, Krystal was laying in her bed, waking up from yet another night of restless sleep. It had been this way, ever since she had learned of Sasuke‛s reappearance; having pleasant dreams at first that always ended up with a bitter ending and normally results in the death of her or Sasuke. Like the last one she had in which she was quenching her anger by hammering Sasuke‛s handsome mug into the ground until the snake which had made the offer that caused Sasuke to anger Krystal in the first place stole Sasuke‛s sharingan and slit both their throats.

Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap! "Krystal-chan!" Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap! "Wake up, Krystal-chan!"

Annoyed from lack of rest and Naruto‛s frequent tapping on the glass, Krystal walked to the window and slid it up, still dressed in her bed attire of a blue sports bra and white sweat pants. She stuck her head out the window, nearly into Naruto‛s face and yelled, "WHAT? What could you possibly need from me this early in the morning?"

A tiny shade of red color bleed into Naruto‛s cheeks as his eyes saw just a bit lower than Krystal‛s face. "Wow . . . . You are racked. I think I shoulda noticed that before, though, what with us spending two years together and stuff."

A vein throbbed in anger on Krystal‛s forehead and she could only just keep her voice even. "Naruto-kun . . . . Please tell you me you had a reason for coming her DIFFERENT from commenting on my breast size," she threatened through clenched teeth as she crossed her arms over her chest in embarrassment.

For a moment longer, he stared blankly. He then had an epiphany, remembering his other ambition for coming to the Hyuuga Estate and smiled. "You‛re the only one who hasn‛t gone to see Sasuke, yet. I was thinking that, since it‛s been a few weeks, that maybe you‛d be ready . . . ."

". . .," she stared into face for a long time, mulling over the proposal in her head as she tried finding the words to speak. Seeing his almost hopeful expression was making it hard, so she changed the direction of her gaze to the ground. "I . . . Y-you see . . . ." She sighed. "Right now, Naruto-kun . . . I don‛t think I ever want to see his traitorous mug ever again," and with it said, she pulled herself back through the window and slammed it shut.