"Hey, Temari, what's your last name?"
Temari spared the Uchiha prodigy a glance. "What's it to you?" she huffed. Itachi shrugged. "It was just a question. I've never heard you tell anyone." Temari let out an exahasperated sigh.
"Humph. Well, since you asked, I don't really have a last name. No one's ever bothered to tell me, other than 'Sabuku no Temari' or something. And I'm pretty damn sure that that doesn't count." She sighed again and turned away.
"Oh."
Itachi though for a moment. Then he looked at her.
"Okay then, Sabuku no Temari, if that's even your name. If you don't have a last name as you say, then you can share mine." He sat back, with a coy smile, looking pleased with his offer.
She considered it for a second. Uchiha Temari. Temari Uchiha. Well, it'd take some getting used to. But it certainly didn't sound bad. Not bad at all. She turned around to face hm fully.
"Okay. I'll be an Uchiha," she smiled. The more she thought about it, the more she liked it.
"Good. Now that the question of your missing last name no longer exists, I have another question."
"Oh? And what's that?"
"Uchiha Temari, will you go out with me?"
She thought for a moment. Then she smiled. "Okay, I'll go out with you. But, if we share a last name, won't it be kinda... You know... 'Cesty if we were dating?" she asked, scrunching her nose.
"Then we'll just have to invent a new last name together."
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A/N: 'Cesty' is just slang for incest. Cause he made her an Uchiha... And yeah. I don't really have to explain that, do I