♡ The Only Player SasuSaku ♡

♡ Part 95: receding figure ♡

TO SASUKE

when their first class of the day had started, things were odd to say the least. all he could really feel was the awkward ambiance that filled the crisp air of their classroom and it caused him to subconsciously shift in his seat every other minute. 

naruto: teme

the raven snapped his eyes to the blonde

naruto: you're day dreaming

sasuke: hmph

he sat up straight and stared towards the front of their class while trying his best to ignore the stares he felt on his back. 

TO SAKURA

she leaned forward with her chin propped up in the palm of her hand. her eyes always shifted from kakashi, then to sasuke while occasionally glancing naruto's way. 

kakashi: we have 5 minutes left of class, you can all start packing your things. by the way, all my hockey players should meet me in my classroom at lunch today. we have important matters to discuss. 

everyone nodded in an awkward manner and began to stand to pack their things

ino: forehead, are you going to that meeting?

sakura: of course.

there was a sense of certainty in her voice

sakura: i wouldn't miss it. 

sasuke's body twitched as he overheard.

temari: i have the gift in my bag, it'll be awkward giving it to them

the girls finished grabbing their things and headed out of their class and soon to the halls to make their way to their language class. sakura's lips formed a smile as she recalled her conversation with temari from the other day

sakura: i think giving those skates to him is going to make you feel better

the pinkette knew of temari's feelings and as much as she loved her as a friend, she couldn't support her feelings for shikamaru. they were one sided--- not only would temari hurt herself by loving him, shikamaru would be put in a place where he would have to choose between temari and hidan. despite the inevitable outcome of shikamaru choosing hidan over her. 

she deserved to move on with ease, and sakura figured that giving the skates to shikamaru would open the door to moving on.

it was almost like those skates were her feelings, and she was going to give them away so that they were no longer hers, but now the property of someone else so that now she could be free from the burden of ownership. 

ino: the poems are going to be a mess

sakura: couldn't agree more

ino: yours might be the worst

sakura: shut up, pig

ino: billboard brow

temari: both your poems are going to be terrible, can we move on?

TO SASUKE

the raven walked with his hands stuffed into his sweatpants and he walked alongside his fellow hockey players to their language class with ease, for the most part

kiba: flowers? seriously?

naruto gave a firm nod while kiba stared at his friend oddly

naruto: i really like flowers, especially pink carnations

kiba: weirdo

naruto: dog-fetish

the two of them crossed their arms and cocked their heads to the side from their odd clash. shikamaru yawned and looked over his shoulder to see hidan staring down to his notebook