A/N: Hee hee… A little treat for my fans…

Disclaimer: Is Sakura Hokage? Then I don't Naruto.


It's not an average day for me. I feel totally annoyed, totally peeved, ready to kill some one, ready to scream and rip my hair out, ready to beat the living hell out of the next person to talk to me.

Why?

Neji Hyuuga asked me to go for a walk in the forest.

I'm all, "What. The. Hell?" and stuff.

No, it couldn't be Sasuke, or Kiba, or Shino, or not even damn Shikamaru. No, its Neji Hyuuga, the world's Stuck-Up Ass-wad of the Year.

And right now, if he tries to hold my hand again, I'm going to rip it off his arm.

"Stop."

"What?"

"Stop trying to hold my hand."

"I'm not."

"Hell what? You liar bastard."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"No, I didn't understand that."

"Stupid."

See? This is why I wish I was with Sasuke. He would have coolly told me, "I'm not doing anything," and that smooth, caramel-like voice would have—

"DAMMIT NEJI!"

SMACK!"

"Ow!"

"You ass-tard! You just tried to grab my ass!"

"That is not true."

Rrrgh. I hate my life. All I wanted as a thirteen year old girl was a nice relationship with Sasuke. No, I get stuck with Neji. And of all people to get him, it was Hinata. Who get's Naruto? Ino. Who get's Shikamaru? Tenten. Who do I get? Neji.

Just goes to show you that I hate my life and all the people in it.

"What's wrong with you?"

I glare at him. What's wrong with me?

"What's wrong with you?"

"Touché."

"Touché my ass."

"Be careful what you wish for."

"Ew, you perv."

"Well, you asked."

WHAP!

Well, I feel like killing myself. But… I see the exit, so I guess this'll be over.

Wait… When the hell did he get hold of my hand?

"Hey!" I yank my hand back. SMACK!

"Stop hitting me."

WHAP!

"Stop now."

This time, as I try to hit him, he grabbed my hand. Not my wrist, not my forearm, my god damn hand.

Oh, and it's not the end. No, far from it. He grabs my OTHER hand this time. And hell would've frozen over before this happened, but it did not.

He.

Kissed.

Me.

I'm gonna rip his god damn head off! What the hell gave him the idea that he could do this?

… But on the other hand… His lips do taste good…

ACK! Mental Slap! What, am I having daydreams about Neji?

Spoiler Alert: Yes, I am.

Okay, maybe in that fifteen-second lip exchange, my opinion changed on him. "…"

"… Mmf!"

"Mm!"

"Mmmm!"

"Mmmm!"

"Mmmm…"

"Mmrr…"

Translation:

"Neji!"

"What?"

"Stop?"

"Why?"

"Don't…"

"Heh…"

"MMRRPH!"

Translation:

"Get off my ass Sakura."