dedicated to: Everyone who liked this fic :)
prompt: Mr. Dino and the Internet (LOL)
rating: K+
summary: "Sasuke-kun, do you know what 'rawr' means in dino-language?" SasuSaku.
REVISED 6.30.14
The first time he saw her, he immediately disliked her. She was odd; her bright pink hair stood out, especially in the home of the Uchihas, which were mainly painted with dark colors.
Mebuki smiled at her friend, Mikoto, and introduced her daughter to Sasuke.
Unlike most young seven year olds, she wasn't hiding behind her mother's leg. Instead, she smiled brightly and said, "Hi! I'm Haruno Sakura!"
Sasuke mumbled, "Hn."
Mikoto scolded her son. "Sasuke-kun! Be nice to Sakura-chan! Now why don't you guys go upstairs and play? Hm?"
Sasuke inwardly groaned as he led Sakura up to his room, trudging slowly.
Sakura "wowed" at his room; it was large, about the size of her parents' master bedroom. Coated with a dark blue, the room gave off a dark aura. She then asked, "Eh, Sasuke-kun! How old are you?"
He rolled his eyes. "Hn."
She tilted her head to the side, as if saying, "What?"
Sighing, he said, "Eight." His hands were in his white short pockets.
She giggled. "Aww! That's adorable, Sasuke-kun!"
He said nothing in response.
Continuing to observe his room, her eyes widened at the toy dinosaur in the middle of the navy over quickly, she lifted it up. "Neh, Sasuke-kun! Is this yours?"
Sasuke was incredibly tempted to say, "No shit, it's mine."
(For an eight-year-old boy, he learned an array of curse words from the other males in his family.)
"Hn. Yeah," he muttered instead. He dug his hands deep into his pockets and watched Sakura go through his things.
Sakura smiled as she played with the dinosaur.
"Sasuke-kun. I have a question-"
"What?" he asked, slightly interested.
Grinning widely, she shoved the dinosaur in his face and said, "Sasuke-kun, do you know what rawr means in dino-language?"
At that moment, Sasuke officially thought she was crazy.
"Rawr?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you crazy or something?"
That was probably the most he'd ever said to anyone outside his family.
"Crazy? Of course not!" she laughed. Of course it 'crazy' to him meant 'normal' to her. He groaned inwardly. How dumb was she?!
"Nothing, nothing...but really, rawr?"
She jumped up and down excitedly.
"Sasuke-kun, 'rawr' means I love you in dinosaur-language!"
Sasuke was silent. 'Rawr' meant "I love you?!" Seriously?
And this girl had to tell him what it meant?
He really wanted to have a brain hemorrhage right there and then.
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Sakura, finally handing Mr. Dino back to Sasuke after putting her dirty hands all over him, quickly jumped down the many flights of stairs to the two mothers talking happily.
"Sakura, dear, it's time to go!" Hana said, standing up and extending her arms out for a hug.
The euphoric girl squeezed her mother tightly around the waist.
"Did you have fun, Sakura-chan?" Mikoto asked, smiling brightly.
Sakura was grinning widely. "Yes, Mikoto-san! Sasuke-kun and I had a lot of fun! I even taught him what rawr means—"
"Kaa-san," Sasuke said, interrupting so Sakura wouldn't have to finish her sentence.
Mikoto shushed her son. "Wait, Sasuke-kun. Don't interrupt Sakura-chan. Now, honey, what were you saying?"
Sakura continued to smile. "No, Sasuke-kun can tell you what it means! Thank you for having me here, Mikoto-san. I had a lot of fun! Bye-bye!" she said in her cute, angelic, seven year old voice as she held her mother's hand and skipped out the door.
"So, Sasuke-kun, did you like playing with Sakura-chan?" Mikoto asked her son.
"Hn. Not really," he mumbled.
Mikoto sighed. "Why, oh why didn't I have a sweet little girl like Mebuki? Oh, why?"
"Hn."
Mikoto tried again. "Oh, Sasuke, what do you think of Sakura-chan?"
"She's annoying," he said. "She's really weird."
The Uchiha's mother gasped. "Sasuke-kun! Don't say that about Sakura-chan!"
"You asked me to say what I thought about her."
She sighed. "Well, say something good about her."
He said, "There's basically nothing good about her. But she did teach me what some word called 'rawr' meant."
Mikoto giggled. "Oh, she did, did she?"
"Hn."
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Sakura continued to visit Sasuke, and always asked him the same question.
"Sasuke-kun, do you know what 'rawr' means?"
"Yes, you keep telling me. I know."
She smiled. "Good."
"Why do you ask this every time?"
She twirled her hair, her mouth in a small 'o.' "I don't know."
It was the beginning of school, and Sakura was just starting third-grade. Since Sasuke was in fourth, (and darn, he was already a heartbreaker!), she could talk to him a lot.
"Neh, Sasuke-kun! Hi!"
"Hn."
"I just wanted to say that I like you a lot! Like, a lot-lot! Ooh, you've got your toy-dinosaur!"
Sasuke looked her in her bright bright bright green eyes.
They are pretty...
"Yeah. I have it. Here. Right now."
Suddenly, a red-haired girl ran up to Sasuke and clutched his arm.
"Sasuke-kun! Oh, Sasuke-kun! Wait...why are you talking to forehead girl? Ew, Sasuke-kun. She's eight. Like, she just turned eight. And in third grade. We're mature nine year olds!"
Sakura snorted.
"Whatever makes you feel better, Karin," Sakura giggled.
Karin glared daggers, her grip tightening on Sasuke's arm.
"Shut up, forehead. Nobody likes you, anyway."
Sakura's eyes widened, and tears formed. Quickly, she ran away before anyone could see her crying. Especially Sasuke.
Sasuke faced Karin, snatching himself away from her grasp.
"You are an asshole."
And he ran after Sakura.
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Sakura was found sniffing under a large oak tree. Slowly, he walked over to her. He didn't know what had brought him to do this.
"Sakura."
She looked up, her bright bright bright green eyes now cloudy and pink from tears.
"Y-You said my name. Sasuke-kun, you finally said my n-name."
"Hn." He had a microscopic blush, and turned his head so she couldn't see it.
Sitting down next to her, he handed her a dark-blue handkerchief. Through a sad smile, she said, "You've always liked dark colors, Sasuke-kun."
"Yeah...I do."
She wiped her face and blew her nose, cleaning the handkerchief as best as she could. Handing it back to him, she yawned, and decided to rest her head on Sasuke's shoulder.
His blush increased tenfold.
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Mebuki immediately scolded Sakura the second Sasuke brought her home. "How could you?! You ran off from school, your first day, and they couldn't find you, or Sasuke-kun! What was going on with you?!"
"Hn," Sasuke interrupted, hands in his pockets. "Mebuki-san, it wasn't her fault," Sasuke began. It really wasn't, if she knew the whole story.
He was always good at schmoozing.
"It was mine."
Mebuki's eyes softened, and Sakura gaped at Sasuke.
"Aa. Alright, then, Sasuke-kun. Thank you for being honest. Perhaps your mother can talk to you better than I can. Well, I'll just leave you two alone for now. But Sakura-chan," she snarled. "Don't you dare do something like that again."
Sakura nodded. Once they saw her mother leave, she turned to Sasuke, her eyes glittering.
"Thank you," she muttered.
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Sasuke had just turned eighteen. As the years progressed, he found himself being attracted to his best friend, the one with the pink-bubblegum hair and those bright bright bright eyes.
He would always think back ten years ago, from when she said, "I just wanted to say that I like you a lot! Like, a lot-lot! Ooh, you've got your toy-dinosaur!" and smiled. A true smile, which no one else except his family could make him do.
Sasuke had still kept the toy-dinosaur, which sat on a shelf proudly above his bed.
"Sasuke-kun, do you know what 'rawr' means in dino-language?"
He laid on his bed, thinking of when she asked that question.
"I love you..." he said to himself, thinking of the girl whose name represented cherry blossom.
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Months passed, and it was the 28th of March. Sakura had asked that he accompany her for her birthday, alone.
As he picked her up from her house, they walked slowly towards the oak tree, where he had first said her name.
"Remember this tree?" he asked.
"Yes, of course, Sasuke-kun," she smiled, grabbing his hands and intertwining her fingers with his. He didn't pull away. His fingers gripped hers with a firm hold.
Slowly, he leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
"Rawr," he whispered in her ear.
She blushed furiously from the contact. "Huh?"
Burying his face in the crook of her neck, he said, "Sakura, do you know what 'rawr' means in dino-language?"
Sakura smiled; she pressed her forehead against Sasuke's, looking up into his eyes. They glowed with hope.
"Rawr to you too, then," she said back to him.
He closed his eyes, content. Sakura smiled, taking one of her hands from his hold and holding it against his cheek. She lifted up his chin and brought him in for a firm, proper kiss, to which he eagerly responded.
All was good.
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"Tou-san, kaa-san, do you know what 'rawr' means in dino-language?"
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