This one's for the ever-perfect, PeinSaku. She asked for a RomCom MadaSaku, and dear, I'm so sorry! This is just a drabble to...I don't really know. But this isn't the one shot I owe you.
I apologize for the bajillion years you had to wait, and I'll even dust your rocker if it makes you feel better. I epically fail at requests...
Excuse the dire lack in length; it wouldn't work had I added more to it.
Disclaimer: woe is the non-owning me
"Madara, dear? Have I mentioned how much I love you today?" Her voice was slick with deceiving innocence.
Smirk, "Sakura, my love, I'm not giving it to you,"
Enraged shriek.
"Why the hell not? I am in obvious need for it!"
"No, you are not, I assure you–"
"I assure you that I need it. And that I need it now, dammit," she opened her mouth, begging him to put it in.
Sigh, "This is utterly unbelievable–"
"Tell me about it, you just won't give it up,"
"–I thought you were the doctor here; you should know that five times a day is way too much. I should've never let it get this far, anyways,"
"I am the doctor here, that's why you should trust me and just give it–" Sakura reached over and attempted to grab the sacred item that she wanted so damn much, just to have him swipe it out of her reach in the nick of time.
"No,"
"MADARA. I WILL DO UNHOLY THINGS TO YOU," Rawr.
"No,"
"Ugh, pleasepleaseplease!"
"No,"
"Look, all you have to do is just pop it into my mouth, ok? I'll do the rest,"
"...the rest? Sakura, what – forget it. I'm not giving it up. You've had way too much in the past seven hours. What you need is to relax,"
"Madara Uchiha,"
"Yes, love?" he purred. He loved it when she was all serious; it was such a turn-on.
"Gimme the Advil. NAOW."