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An Annoying Affinity

Trying to move as quietly as possible, Sakura leaned forward on the couch and peeked over her novel. She was glad the furniture did not creak, but dismayed when she saw his expression.

He was still staring as darkly and intently as ever, and she could sense a bit of irritability. Sakura rehearsed her last words to him in her head once more, and gravely wondered what she had said wrong this time.

Once he cleared his throat, her eyes quickly fluttered back to her book. She wanted to speak with him, but not have to witness his fierce gaze at the same time.

"So...why can't you go the Cherry Blossom Festival again?"

"I told you before," Sasuke growled. "I'm allergic to pollen."

Sakura stifled a giggled and suddenly remembered that it was her laughter which had provoked his anger in the first place. The big, bad, Uchiha was allergic? And to pollen of all things, which made cherry blossoms his weakness. It was clearly amusing.

No wonder he never seemed to care for the flowers she left for him at the hospital.

Sakura looked back up at Sasuke and his expression was adamant. "No you're not," she argued, still in disbelief. "You just don't want to go."

"That part is true too," Sasuke muttered, and Sakura wrinkled her nose. "Stop trying to drag me to that childish festival."

"I can't believe this," Sakura muttered.

'What is so hard to believe?' Sasuke thought. Cherry blossoms made him sick, miserable, and grumpy. They were also annoying. Much like Sakura's affect on him.

His expression relaxed when he saw Sakura put down her book on the table between them. Sakura crossed her legs and bit her lip, which made Sasuke assume that she was pondering. When she released her lip, she spoke. "Well, if you can't go...I'll describe them for you."

Sasuke closed his eyes in annoyance. "Don't bother," he told her. "They're just a bunch of stupid flowers."

Sakura frowned, and much to Sasuke's surprise, glared at him. "'A bunch of stupid flowers, eh?'" She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. "Did you know..." she hissed, "...that 'Sakura' means cherry blossom?"

Sasuke averted his eyes from Sakura's. She could be irritable at times, but he didn't intend to insult her. Why would he, Uchiha Sasuke, know the meanings of flowers in the first place? "...I wouldn't know that," he responded, abruptly.

Ignoring Sasuke, Sakura sniffed and picked up her book once more. She opened it to a random page, and Sasuke was positive she was not really reading. He huffed, wanting to kick himself for what he was about to do.

"I...don't think you're stupid either."

Sakura looked up, perplexed. She raised one eyebrow and Sasuke spoke once more.

"It's not you that's really bad...it's those flowers."

"They're not all that bad," Sakura countered. "Anyone who can see knows that they're beautiful, and even if you can't really smell them that well...they smell good."

"Aa."

"...and cherry blossoms are everywhere this time of year," she continued, with a hint of euphoria. "So they'll always been with you."

Sasuke snorted. "Stop comparing yourself to a flower."

Sakura's mouth formed into an 'O' and she closed her mouth. "Actually...I wasn't anymore."

He was silenced, and a gentle smile appeared on Sakura's face. She looked away from Sasuke's general direction. Was he really thinking what she thought he was?

"What...made you think I was still comparing them to me?" Sakura slowly asked, as Sasuke swiftly stood up with a wave of his hand.

"Nothing...I misunderstood you."

Author's Note: I'm still writing the story in progress, but I wanted to write this before I started my homework. It's a two shot and I'll try putting up the other part later this week. If you really liked it please review!