Summary: So much can happen in an elevator.
oo1; Do you believe in love?
Sakura Haruno pressed the 'up' button on the elevator with her left hand, her right hand holding the Starbucks Coffee in her palm as she was waiting for it to open. After what seemed like an entirety, she heard the familiar 'Ding', along with a voice inside.
"What do you mean she's trying to keep the kids for both holidays? I already called presidents day, she can't do th--" Kabuto stopped abruptly talking on the phone once the pink haired girl entered. "I'll talk to you later, yeah bye."
Sakura smiled awkwardly, "Eh. Do you still love her?" She was obviously talking about Kabuto's divorced wife. Kabuto avoided Sakura's gaze shyly, "Yeah."
"Well go knock on her door and tell her then!" She tried to encourage him. Kabuto shrugged, "That's not a good idea."
Sakura's jaw dropped in disbelief. "Not a good idea? How is that not a good idea?!"
"Well.." He trailed off, not answering her. Sakura dropped her starbucks coffee down to the ground, poking Kabuto in the chest.
"You have to go! She will never know how you feel about her unless you tell her now!"
"That's not a good ide--"
Beginning to get frustrated, Sakura slammed Kabuto into the wall with her fist. "AS SOON AS THIS FUCKING ELEVATOR STOPS, YOUR GOING TO MARCH UP TO HER HOUS--"
"I CAN'T DO THA--"
"--AND YOUR GOING TO HAVE A BUNCH OF ROSES IN YOUR HAND--"
"--SHE WON'T TAKE ME BA--"
"SHE STILL LOVES YO--"
"--I KILLED HER MOM." Sakura blinked in shock.
DING.
The elevator opened as she rushed out, embarressed.