"I'm sorry, miss, but you can't take that with you on the plane."
The pink-haired woman scrunched her hands into her hair.
"What you don't seem to understand is that I really need to get on that plane. I have a meeting tomorrow and the next flight isn't until this time tomorrow!"
She glanced at her watch.
"At three pm tomorrow! I really need to get through here."
A throat clearing behind her made her whirl around. Then her jaw dropped. Standing before her was probably the hottest guy she had seen in years.
"Can I help you?"
She closed her mouth and gulped, nodding and turning around to point at the security guard behind the desk.
"This man won't let me get to my plane. All because of this."
She lifted her hand and showed him. The new security guard leaned forward and whistled. She was holding a torch in her hand, but the handle was a full-on pocket knife, with all the range, from a pair of scissors to a file, with a screwdriver and three different knives.
"That's pretty nifty. I can see why he won't let you board. What's the problem?"
Her jaw dropped again.
"I need to get on that plane!"
He put his finger in his ear and turned it.
"Yeah I heard that part. You'll just have to run back out to your vehicle and put that back."
She hopped from one foot to the other anxiously.
"I can't. I have to be in Suna tonight! You know how long it takes to get there?"
He nodded.
"Six hours. You seem to have a problem."
She physically crumpled.
"My career will be ruined if I don't get on that plane..."
There was silence for a few seconds until she jumped up with a shriek.
"I've got it."
The guard looked at her quizzically.
"Yes?"
She ran forward and pressed it into his hand, already running through the gate to her other luggage.
"You hold on to it! I'll be back in two days for it."
He looked down, flabbergasted.
"Wait!"
He glanced up.
"What's your name?"
He smirked.
"Sasuke Uchiha."
She grinned and half disappeared into the crowd.
"Sakura Haruno! I'll be back for that!"
He watched as she disappeared entirely and looked back down at the torch, shaking his head. He moved away from the security desks and walked to the departing flights chart. He watched passively as the plane for Suna went to the top of the list and suddenly showed a big flashing sign saying "Departed". He smirked again and turned away, placing the torch in his pocket.
"Sakura Haruno, huh? I look forward to your return."
A/N: I wrote this coz I actually DO have a torch with a pocket knife in the handle. It's so handy. Then I thought, huh, wouldn't it be funny if somebody was trying to go through the airport with it then handed it over to a security guard to get it back in a few days? Yes it would. So, yeah. Review coz I like getting emails.