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Italics-rules

Bold/Italics-her TRUE feelings Rules

Rule Number 1

47, 29, 27, 14, 1

I silently drew a small breath. Blankly, yet you could totally tell that I was pissed right now, I stared at the boy in front of me. My eyes squinted into a glare as he smirked. I scoffed.

Stupid, arrogant jerk!

Why? Why is he back here?

Doesn't he hate us?

Unwillingly, my eyes began to trail over his body; I haven't seen him for two years, what the hell am I supposed to do? My eyes landed on his lips, he was wearing a cold smirk. I rolled my eyes and lifted my stare. I stared at the corner of his eye. My teeth clenched and I remembered the rules. I tightly closed my eyes.

Rule # 47: Don't look him in the eyes.

I slowly open my eyes again and say, "Welcome back, Uchiha." The smile on my lips was clearly not my genuine smile. I place my hands on my hips to promote that I was bored.

Sasuke raised a brow and crossed his arms. "Uchiha?" he said quietly, scowling for the first time. He crossed his arms promoting he was annoyed.

Rule # 29: Don't call him Sasuke or Sasuke-kun.

I smiled, for real this time, and giggled coldly, "What about it?" For a second I forgot about any rules and flickered my stare to his eyes.

I froze.

My body just stopped moving and I stared.

I just looked up to his porcelain face, the one I barely remembered, and I felt moisture well up in my eyes.

A small smile formed on my lips, I couldn't resist it.

He's back.

He's back, he's really back!

I shook my head out of my thoughts.

No, I will never be happy for him.

"Sakura-chan, why did you step closer to him?" Naruto's voice asked softly.

I broke the stare and looked at Naruto, "What?" I hissed.

Naruto chuckled and said, "You're really close to Teme."

I raised a brow and looked forward. Naruto was right.

My head was in his exposed chest and I almost blushed. I caught myself though. Remember the rules.

Rule # 27: Don't blush.

I brushed hair off my shoulder and step back. I almost felt like hugging myself.

Cry it's okay to cry.

Let him know how much he hurt you.

Show him that you care!

No. Never again. He doesn't deserve anything good from me!

I turn on my heel and walk away. "Welcome back, and goodbye." I fought the urge to look back and see my friends' expressions, but I don't want to.

You do want to.

You want your friends to know that you care.

Shut up. Shut up! SHUT UP!

I shut my eyes tightly and just walk away without a second thought.

Sorry Naruto.

-

I sit on my bed and stare blankly at the wall.

On the wall is a big portrait of Naruto, Uchiha, and I in the traditional Japanese clothes. Naruto's in orange, Uchiha in blue and I was in red. We were all smiling and we all were posing in a way.

I smiled that smile that always betrays me and my eyes soften at the sight.

Cry now, there is no one here to see.

Spill out your feelings, it's okay to be weak sometimes.

The smile ripped off my face as soon as I thought that. I clenched my fists until they bled.

"No, no. I will not show ANY signs of weakness." My voice was hard, and somehow, I regretted it.

Being weak is healthy to do sometimes.

I closed my eyes and lay on my bed face first. "No, it's not healthy. How the hell can that be healthy?" my mind flickered back to rule number 14.

Rule # 14: Never show any sign of weakness.

He'll understand.

I buried my face in my pillow and mumbled, "He can't understand." I take a deep breath and whisper softly, "He can't understand."

I closed my eyes, shutting out my rebellious thoughts, prepared to welcome sleep. But I was so abruptly pulled back to reality.

"Who can't understand what?" a deep voice casually asked.

I sigh and sit up, crossing my legs and glaring at his lips. Rule # 47. 47,47,47!

I put on my poker face and scratch my chin. With a weary smile I say, "I figure Naruto didn't tell you that everyone is forbidden to come in my room."

Sasuke stepped closer, away from the open balcony door, away from "safety," away from normal human sanity (to some extent) and closer to me.

He wants to apologize.

No, he wants to hurt me more.

He wants to rebuild his friendship.

He wants to build a bridge and watch it fall down, he's a sadistic bastard.

Then why did he come back?

I couldn't even think after that remark. I shut out my desires and bring my attention back to my guest. "So, since you're here…" I smile and look him in the eye.

Broke rule # 47.

"What the hell do you want?" I smile and nod. I made up for breaking my rules.

Sasuke scoffed and walked towards me. He leaned down enough so that our eyes would be leveled. "To make everything okay." His eyes were screaming the truth; he really did want to be "okay" again… but his voice.

I smirked and laughed. I pulled a strand of hair out of my face and behind my ear, "Well, Uchiha, you're voice sounds pretty uncaring." I sigh and rest my head on my hand, "Did Naruto send you here?"

Sasuke scoffed once more and sat on my bed next to me, completely unfazed from my glares. "No, the idiot actually protested against me coming here." He looked at me, "He said that I should give you time to… 'Get used' to me." He laughed uncharacteristically and smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "Why can't you just leave me alone then?" The venom in my voice was evident but he ignored it.

Sasuke stood up and flicked my forehead, "You've become pretty interesting, Sakura." He walked to the open balcony and looked back once more, "You're still annoying, but your cute and… well, that's a little secret I have for you."

I widened my eyes and squeaked. I got up and tried to run to him, but he just disappeared. I ran to the balcony and I saw him below, walking to his home. I twitch and shout, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!"

He didn't respond.

I rubbed my temples and walked back into my room. "Jerk."

I lay back on my bed and close my eyes and try to sleep. But I can't, not with all these thoughts swirling around in my head.

He cares, you know.

He wants something from you.

I snort. "What if he wants something impure, or something I can't give him."

He wants your trust.

He wants you too love him back.

I already gave him my heart, and he already shattered it.

So what is he giving back the broken pieces and expecting me to let him glue it back together.

He wants to be your friend.

Like hell. He just wants me because I changed.

He wants me because it's like a game to him.

Game?

He wants the trophy –me- but then he'll smash me into the ground when it's all over.

When you say "over" you mean when you fall in love with him again?

No.

Then what do you mean?

When he figures out he loves me and starts to make a move on me.

When he finds out it's no longer a competition between him and other guys.

When it's a maze to find the right path to my heart.

…

I smirked; I outsmarted what I really want with what could happen. I welcomed sleep and drifted off into a soft abyss.

Right before I completely blacked out I mumbled,

"Rule # 1: Don't fall in love with him."

Yo, so how was that? Let me explain the plot then.

After the many years Sakura has grown tired of her love for Sasuke and tried to dismiss it by establishing rules. "Inner Sakura" has become her true thoughts, expressing what she really wants.

Sasuke has come back and has a sudden spark of interest in Sakura. But Sakura thinks that he thinks it's nothing more than a game.

With me so far? Well, whatever.

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Love,

Blankdreamer