A/N: Originally wrote this for femslash100's drabbletag for the prompt "sand" and never got around to cross-posting. Decided I may as well for Femslash February :D
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"You okay?"
Sakura winces but quickly plasters on a smile for her guide. She's sweating like a pig in the desert heat and then there's Temari-san, walking beside her. Temari-san doesn't sweat; she glistens.
"I'm fine," Sakura says, eyes averted, glad she can't blush any deeper, "just- I've got sand in places I didn't know I had."
Temari-san snorts- but mercifully doesn't laugh- and steps closer to clap a hand to Sakura's shoulder. She assures with a grin, "We're almost there." Whispering into Sakura's ear even though they're alone, she adds, "And then I can help you clean it out."
