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Aesthetic Sensitivity
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It was a bright, sunny, perfect day and Sakura was miserably bored. There were no missions that required her attention, which was actually a relief. Naruto was training with Kakashi and Yamato. She had finished up a few errands hours ago, and now she was merely sitting on a stool in Ichiraku Ramen, staring down at miso and feeling strangely out of sorts at the absence of her boisterous teammate. She closed her eyes and thought of all the things that had happened lately. Stress. Heartache. Worry.
Her reverie was broken as a shadow fell over her. She opened her eyes and was met with a penetrating stare.
"Sai?" she murmured in confusion.
He just stood there with a weird look on his face. His fathomless black eyes were somewhat unnerving when coupled with the look of fascination he wore. He leaned closer.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked, torn between anxiety and annoyance.
Suddenly, his hand shot out, fingers grasping greedily. She felt a stinging sensation on her eyelid as he shamelessly plucked one of her eyelashes out.
"Ow! What did you do that for?" she screeched indignantly, jumping to her feet and wrapping a hand around his neck.
He simply smiled and said, "It was curling the wrong way. It made you much uglier."
Sakura utilized the weapon of hot miso and dumped it where it belonged.
END.
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Beta: Tanuki-dono.