A/N: This is just a short little drabble, meant more to be amusing than a true reflection of the characters. Hope you enjoy!
Sakura stomped her foot. She hated this time of the month. She was grouchy and irritable and no one would come anywhere near her. All she wanted to do was hit something, but the Hokage wouldn't even allow her to go on missions. It was just too risky of a situation, she had been told...as if this sort of thing didn't happen to women all the time.
Ok...maybe her situation was pretty unique, but still.
It wasn't her fault that her boyfriend turned into a possessive, homicidal freak every time the moon was full.
At least she was certain Gaara would make it up to her tomorrow night, she thought with an anticipatory grin.