Sasukes POV

I made sure I cleaned every last spec of dust in my small apartment. Its not like I wanted to Impress Sakura or anything, But my dad always told me to look your best, Even for your worst enemies. Not that Sakura was my enemy, But she will be If she keeps taking her sweet time to get here. 10 minutes ago was when we were suppose to meet at my apartment. No sign of pinky anywhere of course.

*Knock Knock Knock*

That has to be her. I rushed over to my door and opened it. Thankfully, It was Sakura. She had her usual attire on, But her hair was in a short ponytail.  She still had her school headband on. Everyone received one after they graduate elementary school. You are suppose to keep it for the rest of your learning days. I got rid of mine after Middle school. I didnt want it anymore. It reminded me too much of my family.

"Sorry I was late. I bumped into Lee and you know how he can never stop talking." She apologized.

"Hn. Come in." I opened the door wide enough so she could come in. When she walked in she looked around.

"Nice place you have Sasuke. I was expecting it to be a bit smaller because on the outside it looks like it can barely fit a couch." She complimented. I think. She continued to speak.

"So, I brought some books from the library, maybe they will help with our project and stuff." She handed me 5 books that were really thick. It surprised me how she can carry them but when she dropped them into my hands, I almost toppled over.

We both sat down on my bed and read for a little, writing down bits of information then sharing it with each other.

"Water pollution causes approximately 14,000 deaths per day, mostly due to contamination of drinking water by untreated sewage in developing countries. An estimated 500 million Indians have no access to a proper toilet, Over ten million people in India fell ill with waterborne illnesses in 2013, and 1,535 people died, most of them children." I said. She looked at me with astonishment.

"You read that so fluently. Do you like to read?" She asked while moving closer to me. I nodded my head and got off the bed. I put my hands under the bed until I felt a box. I pulled it out. On the top it said 'Books' In messed up handwriting. I took off the top and there were a ton of books in there. Sakuras eyes were wide.

"Ive read almost all these books. I just need to finish a few up." I told her.

"A few? You should focus on one at a time so you dont get lost." She suggested. Maybe she was right. I do get a little confused sometimes.

"Yeah I guess." I sulked.

"Which book are you working on currently?" She asked.

I pulled out the book White fang by Jack London. She smiled.

"Thats a good book. I've read it. What part are you at?" She asked.

(SPOILER ALERT IF YOU HAVENT READ WHITE FANG AND YOU WANT TOO, SKIP TO THE NEXT LINE) "Im at the part where White fang is at the Indian camp." I told her. It was pretty interesting, But Jack London sure does like to use fancy words.

"Its about to get pretty interesting, Trust me." She laughed. I smiled. She had a good laugh. Not like other girls.

*Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock*

"You uh....expecting anybody?" Sakura asked. Truth was, I wasnt. I felt a train of anxiety hit me. If it was Itachi, he probably brought his gang. How do I explain this to Sakura? I got up slowly and checked the little peep hole in my door. It was Itachi, With 1 guy that I didnt know. He was blue, and kinda looked like a shark with his face tattoos. Shit.

"Hey Sakura, Wanna play a game?" I asked in a nervous tone.

"Whats out there Sasuke?" She asked. She got up and walked towards me.

*Knock Knock Knock*

"Open up!" The blue man yelled.

"Um, No time to explain." I picked her up bridal style and opened the window. I only lived one story with no one else. I leaped out of the window with her still in my arms. She kept punching my chest until I got to my garage. I put her down and opened it. My motorcycle that once belonged to my cousin Shisui was there. He was long gone, and he gave it to Itachi instead. Thankfully, before my brother went absolutely Insane, He let me keep the motorcycle.

"Dammit Sasuke, Tell me whats going on right now or Ill...Ill.."

I cut her off

"Listen Sakura, Ill explain when we have a place to hide, They're not after you, But Im taking you just incase they try to hurt you." I patted on the seat behind me and waited for her to get on. Her eyes were watery, I could tell she was scared. I felt bad for roping her into this. She got on the back of my motorcycle and wrapped her arms around me.

"You know." I said as I started up my engine. "You can...cry on my shoulder. Im sorry for getting you into this." I felt her nod her head in my shoulder. Her face was rubbing against my back and she was kinda clenching too hard around my stomach. I got out of the garage and drove around. It was peaceful....for a few minutes at least. I looked in my side mirror and found a black and red camaro right behind me. In the Drivers seat was my brother. I roared up my engine and drove down the street as fast as lighting, only to see my brother was still chasing me and the same speed. Sakura kept holding on. Her warmth made me feel a little better.

Itachi kept chasing us for what felt like forever, until I heard a popping noise.

*POP POP POP*

"THEY'RE SHOOTING AT US. SPEED UP YOU IDIOT!" Sakura yelled in my ear. Like this wasnt stressful enough, they had to have guns. I saw a ray of hope shining at us.

A corner.

I speeded up until I made it to the corner. I turned making rubber marks on the street. And went down another street. I looked in my side mirror. No sign of those thugs...yet.

I saw a dark alley and drove into it. I turned off my engine and turned to Sakura. I put my hands over her mouth. We both heard a car drive by at full speed. It must of been them.

Sakuras POV

What the hell

Okay so Im gonna sort what just happened in my mind right now.

1-Me and Sasuke were just chatting

2-Some thugs knocked on the door.

3-They SHOT at us.

4- I still dont know whats going on and Sasuke is acting weird.

I need answers. ASAP.

"Sasuke...What the HELL just happened?" I questioned. He sighed.
"Are you In a gang or something? I want a full damn explanation." I ordered. He sighed again.

"Okay so, The guy with the black hair...Is my brother. He wants some money from me and other stuff. Hes in a big gang called the Akatsuki. I dont knw how many people are in the gang, But I only know 10. 4 of them don't go to our school. Out of those 4, They hate me. Thankfully, Im on the leaders good side. Aka Pein, Im also pretty good friends with his girlfriend, Konan. They wont let the big guys hurt me unless I get on their bad side. Thats all I know." He explained. I stared at him. Hes taking this so lightly.

"So let me get this straight." I put both of my hands on my head and took deep breaths. "You got me Involed...with a bad gang? Does that mean they'll want to kill me???" I asked him. He shook his head.

"They may look for you, but I will not give them your address. I swear. Ill protect you with my life Sakura." He stood up and walked over to me. He put both of his hands on my shoulders, tryingt reassure me. It kinda worked. I stopped hyperventilating at least.

"This isnt studying though." I joked. He chuckled.

"Its more interesting though huh?" He joked back. I laughed. I guess joking about this very serious situation cheers us up.

"Next time, Lets study at my place....ok?" I told him. He nodded his head.

"Ill drop you off. I think Its pretty safe anyways." He said he got on his motorcycle and turned on the engine.

"Where are you gonna go?" I asked. He obviously cant go home. Not now at least.

"Uh...I don't know." He shrugged. I felt bad. Maybe If I wasnt there, He could of awnsered the door and get stuff cleared with those men. I dont know. In some parallel universe, we're studying together safely, or making out.....I dont know where I got that from, So dont ask.

"Come over to my place. You deserve it." I blurted out. Whoops. I didnt even ask my parents. MY PARENTS! What if they find out? Or worse....What will they think when I take a boy home???

Sasuke looked at me in the eyes.

"You think your parents will mind?" He asked.

"Try to hide behind me when I walk in. Stay quiet though." I smiled. He smiled back.

"Im taller than you though." He patted the seat behind him just like he did about thirty minutes ago.

"Then crouch you dummy." I spat. His motorcycle roared and I gave him directions to my house. No sign of the thugs anywhere. Good. When I got to my door, Sasuke wrapped his arms around me and crouched behind me. I tried to blend in with him. When I walked in, My parents were watching a movie in the living room.

"Hey sweetie, You're back late." My dad said.

"Yeah but Im home now, Ill come down for dinner in a moment, let me go upstairs first."

My dad nodded and Me and Sasuke ran upstairs unnoticed. When we made it into my room, Sasuke let out a laugh.

"Man, No offense, but your parents have to be as blind as a bat." He laughed.

I nodded. They really are.

"Ill bring you some food. I have a sleeping bag in my closet. Just know that I have private stuff in my drawers, And Id appreciate it if you dont look." I smiled and closed the door. I trust Sasuke enough to not look in my drawer. I don't have a diary or private pictures or anything, My drawers just have panties and bras and stuff and finding a guy looking through them will be...weird.

I grabbed a slice of cornbread and some chips. I ran back upstairs and opened the door. Sasuke was in the sleeping bag. His pale face was scarlet red. He looked in my drawer...Didn't he? I warned him.

"Did you look through my drawer?" I asked while takinga seat next to him and placing his food down.

"H-how did you know?" He sulked.

"Well first of all, You're stuttering and hiding yourself under the bag. Second of all, Your face is red. Honestly, what did you expect to be in there?"

"A diary..." he muttered. I rolled my eyes. "You have...Nice underwear." He complimented. Now it was my turn to blush. I softly smacked him on the head and chuckled. After he was done eating we both decided to call it a night.

This had to be the worst/best day of my life.