Sorry
Sakura wants Sasuke to say sorry. But Sasuke isn't the sorry type. He just didn't do sorry, you know? Well, our favourite kunoichi isn't the smartest in Konohagakure for nothing, you know!
"Ack! Naruto is hurt and you're just staring at him like he's a freak! Sorry! So-rry! Very easy to understand! If you don't say sorry… I'll… I'll…"
Sasuke gave the rosette a dry look as she stammered; trying to think of something she could to hurt the brunette, which was a pain, because nothing hurt Sasuke. After a few minutes of silence (and you have to admit Sasuke was enjoying every single moment of Sakura's failure) Sasuke decided he had enough, no way was he going to apologize, he just didn't do sorry! And so, smug as hell, he spun around and walked away. Simple walked away. Oh... He's going to get it now! But how...? Desperately, Sakura racked her brain. She had blackmail, lots of it, a lot of it, but no matter how much blackmail she had on everyone else, on the Uchiha heir, she could not find one file!
Well, whatever, guess she'll just have to hit below the waist, eh?
"Wait, you bastard!" She screamed at his retreating back. With a sigh, he slowly turned around…
"What?" The raven haired boy mumbled, frowning. What did she want now?
"The naked pictures you took of Naruto. I have them. Every single one."
Oh shit.