Frustration

AngolMoaChan

Happy belated valentine's everyone! (gives hugs to reviewers)

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Sasuke Uchiha received more valentines' than you would ever believe.

He got them from girls, from older women, even from boys who thought he was gay, and on February 14, he always found himself drowning in a pile of pretty papers at his desk in the Academy.

So it was only natural that he hated Valentine's Day.

Many years had passed since Sasuke's Academy days, and many things had happened in between: he fought battles, lost battles, got bitten by a freak with a rubber neck, fought Naruto, beat Naruto, grew creepy ass wings, and even went to that freak for power…then killed him and Itachi, then came back.

And he did all of this and still managed to keep his looks intact.

…Until Sakura Haruno gave him the biggest black eye he had ever received…ever.

Granted, he probably deserved it. He had been nothing but an ass to pretty much everyone, little Sakura included, and had a lot to make up for in a very small amount of time. Naruto had managed to drag him back, and as he stood in Konoha for the first time in three years, his arm in a sling, Sasuke Uchiha found himself frightened.

He was staring down Sakura Haruno, and at this point she looked pissed.

Really pissed.

Sasuke took a deep breath and prepared himself: he was sure she was going to throw herself on Naruto, take out her anger, then make out with him for a few minutes. The idiot had mentioned something about him having a girlfriend for Valentine's (and oh, that made his heart drop into his toes) so naturally, it made sense that it was Sakura.

They would make a weird couple any-

Anything Sasuke was thinking was cut off as a fist slammed into his cheek. The Uchiha flew backward, skidding through the dirt and leaving a trail of smoke behind him, before slamming into a fence post. As his vision blurred slightly from the impact, he noticed a figure before him. Sasuke blinked, trying to focus, when suddenly he felt something else. Arms around his neck, a body pressed close to his.

"Welcome home…you moron" came the soft whispered voice, gently into his ear.

Sasuke didn't need to see to know who it was; the shock of pink hair against his chest was enough. As he sat there contemplating what to do next, his arms hanging limply at his side, he found Sakura looking into his eyes, her arms around him…

Sasuke knew where this was going…and he was pretty sure he liked the idea.

Sure enough, the pink haired woman pressed her lips to his, hard. Sasuke blinked a couple times, but slowly allowed her to kiss him, closing his eyes. Vaguely, he wondered if this was how she was going to take out her frustration with him for the rest of their lives.

He really really hoped that was the case.

And somewhere in Sasuke Uchiha's mind, he was remembering something, although at this point he would rather ignore it.

Today, he suddenly remembered, Is Valentine's Day.

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:3 It's been so long since I've gotten to write my het pairings! I forgot how fun it could be!