challenge:
"You know," she rolled her eyes as obviously as she could, "Paranoia isn't very attractive."
mused:
Ren's challenge
seeing all my friends today
I think I'm paranoid, Garbage
Girl Power, yeah
music, shoes, and the shiny, pretty things
written by: ohwhatsherface
WEEK 1
"I don't get it. Are you scared of them or something?"
"Ch, no."
"Sasuke-kun—"
"No."
"It's just lunch!"
"No."
"God, you're acting like a baby!"
"I said, no."
"Come on! You can take on Orochimaru and Itachi and yet you're scared of them—"
Sasuke narrowed his eyes at Sakura.
"I am not scared," he hissed defiantly.
With a childish pout on his face and an indignant huff, he turned away with as much dignity as he could, crossing his arms over his chest.
"And I am not gong with you."
Sakura chewed her lip irritably.
He was completely overreacting!
All she did was tell him that her girlfriends wanted him to join them for lunch—
Then all hell broke loose.
She placed her hands on her hips and stared at him with a dry expression.
"You know," she rolled her eyes as obviously as she could, "Paranoia isn't very attractive."
He growled lowly.
"I am not paranoid."
Sakura snorted.
"Oh, but you are, Sasuke-kun," she chided, tapping him on the nose. She smiled in a patronizing manner and put a finger to her lip thoughtfully. "Although I guess I can't blame you. I mean, I would be afraid of my friends, too, if I were you, if I were the one who did a lot of things to hurt me, i.e., leaving me on a bench in the middle of the night after I confessed my love to you, replying to said confession with a thank you—because freaking seriously, who says thank you—running off to a freaky snake man, making me wait almost four years, refusing to take place in PDA, etcetera, etcetera…"
Sakura shrugged innocently.
"I mean, girls are very protective of each other you know. But those are the only reasons why I would be paranoid, if I were you."
As Sasuke merely stared back at her with a stony expression, Sakura began to fidget.
"Was that supposed to convince me to want to have lunch with you and your friends?" he spat.
She pursed her lips for a moment and then grinned widely.
"…Yes."
He rolled his eyes.
"Well it didn't work."
Her face fell and then she tackled him.
"Sasuke!" she whined, trying to make her voice as high-pitched and eardrum-shattering as possible. "Why not?!"
Sasuke sighed.
It wasn't that he didn't like Hinata or Ino or Tenten. While there was no major relationship of sorts between them since friendship was still a tad bit foreign to Sasuke, he still had a respect for their skills as kunoichi. But as women—
They truly tested his patience.
It wasn't that they were irritating—which they were—or loud—ditto to that—or annoying—
It was just that whenever Sakura left to go to the bathroom, the three gave him these looks and spoke in these voices that well…
He just didn't want to have lunch with them.
"Sasuke, stop being so—"
"I'll take you shopping," he intervened quickly. "And buy whatever you want."
"…So…so…"
"And I'll buy you those boots you wanted," he added hastily, mentally patting himself on the back.
The boots were a sure win for him.
Sakura swallowed.
"The," her voice lowered to a near whisper, "black leather ones?"
He nodded enticingly.
"Oh… I—I!"
She looked truly pained, having to choose between lunch with her friends and those really boots that she wanted…
"I…"
Sakura sighed in defeat.
"Oh, alright," she grumbled.
Her saddened face melted away immediately as she dragged Sasuke out of his apartment with the intent of getting to the shoe store right away. She latched herself onto his arm and when he didn't pull away, she smiled up at him brightly.
She pecked him lightly on the cheek.
"I still think you're scared of my friends."
He bristled.
"I am not scared of them, damnit!"
