Hey everyone! This is attempt #1 at SasuIno fluffleness. Hope you enjoy it..
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, yada yada.
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"Admit it," said the twenty year-old, pink-haired jounin. She smiled across the table at the dark-eyed, handsome Uchiha Sasuke.
"I don't know what you're talking about," came the stoic reply.
Sakura chuckled. It had been three years since Uchiha Sasuke had returned, and the guy had yet to admit he was in a relationship. Which he so obviously was.
"What's the point in holding hands and whispering in each other's ears if you refuse to accept it for what it is? I've been waiting for a confession for three years, buddy, and my patience is wearing thin."
Sasuke sighed, and poked at his egg roll. Three years. Three years since he had returned to the rather cold arms of Konoha. Three years since he had begun to rebuild the ties he'd broken when he betrayed the village. Three years since he had held her close to him, breathing in her flowery scent for the first time in years.
"So, are you going to say it?" The kunocihi demanded, tapping her fingers impatiently on the grainy table top.
Sasuke sighed once again, and mumbled something incoherent under his breath. Sakura rolled her eyes at the man. Apparently he wanted to do this the difficult way.
"Louder, Sasuke. I want everyone in this damn restaurant to hear of your deep, undying love!"
"I..I love..," he stuttered. He scowled mentally. She was the only one who could make him so tongue-tied. She was the only one who could make him laugh freely, make him feel suffocated by an overwhelming warmth. Make him love again. It was all her.
"Geez, Sasuke. Maybe you are incapable of love. Well, if you refuse to admit the plain truth, I'm leaving now and never speaking to you again!"
The Uchiha fiddled with a pepper shaker for a moment before setting it down carefully and looking the kunoichi straight in the eyes. He stood, leaning forward, and took a deep breath before turning to the entire restaurant.
The chatting ceased and all movement died down as the villagers turned their attention toward the attractive, raven-haired ninja. He cleared his throat and uttered, quite loudly, one simple sentence.
"I love Yamanaka Ino."
An awkward silence followed his remark while the restaurant's customers sat staring at Sasuke. A handful of people turned to whisper in their companion's ear and some were pointing. He heard chuckling from behind and turned to face the offending noise.
Naruto, Kiba, and Shikamaru were arranged casually around a table, shaking with laughter. Bowls of steaming ramen had been placed on the table- more than an average trio would be able to stomach.
Naruto stopped chortling and looked up at Sasuke. "Well, it was kinda obvious teme!"
Kiba and Shikamaru nodded solemnly and Sakura started to laugh. So they had known all along. Sasuke grimaced before turning back to pink-haired femme.
"Never again. I don't care how much you beg; I'm never admitting anything to you ever again."
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Yay! It's finished!
Now, if you have a second and a heart, please please pleeeease review. Pretty please?