A/N—Thanks, Sakura's Unicorn, for editing. You're super awesome!
And the rest of you…
Ne, it's been a while my friends.
I have the next chapter of Gravity almost ready to post but I wanted to put something up today since it's been so long. I've been forced to work like a dog this last six weeks and had to neglect you all, gomen nasai. I've missed you.
So here I have a ton of one-shots I wrote for Sasuke+Sakura month. And I will put them up, not in prompt order, but in order, uh, by age, I guess—starting from youngest. I had lots of fun writing them. I did one for every day of the month.
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Fluff and Stuff Anthology
Prompt # 4—Lick
Rated-K non-mas
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My Aniki is an Evil Genius
By Kaze and Kiba
Summary— Sugar and spice and everything nice…yeah, right.
A/N-one non-mass was fun. Why not try two? ~K&K
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"Sasuke-kun, where did you get that black eye?"
"A girl in my class. She said I gave her my cooties."
"And did you?" Itachi asked, curious.
Sasuke thought back to earlier that day.
He was showing that doofus, Naruto, his new practice shuriken that his cousin had given him.
"They're plastic!"
"So? They're still sharp."
"Tch, I'll bet they don't even fly."
"Oh yeah? Watch this!" Sasuke threw the toy weapon and they both cringed when they heard a cry.
"Oooo, Sensei's gonna kill you, teme. I didn't see nothin'." The blond-haired boy disappeared.
Sasuke looked around the bush where he'd thrown his toy and found a pink-haired girl on the ground, crying. She looked up at him with huge, watery eyes and tear tracks down her dirt-smudged face.
"Am I bleeding?"
"Uh, not really. It's just a scratch."
"A scratch! Wah! It'll get infected and make a scar!" she wailed, "Ino-chan says if I get scars on my face then nobody'll think I'm pretty."
"So?" Sasuke frowned at her.
Her lip quivered and she looked ready to burst into fresh hysterics. Sasuke just knew the teacher was gonna tell his parents and then he'd be in big trouble. They might even take his shuriken away. He had to think fast.
"My aniki told me how to keep scratches from getting infected."
The little girl sniffed. "Really…how?"
Sasuke bent down and took her little face in his hands. He brought his face up close to hers…
"Hey, what are you—"
And he licked her cheek.
"There. Now you won't get a sc—"
BLAM!
She hit him—hard.
"Ugh! You gave me COOTIES, Sasuke-kun!" The little girl jumped up and stomped away, leaving him stunned on the ground.
Sasuke looked up soberly at his big brother, who was patiently waiting for an answer to his question.
'Did I give Sakura my cooties?' he thought.
"Um, I…I think so. Yeah." His face flushed guiltily.
Itachi's eyes widened in surprise. "Cooties…That is serious.
Sasuke's dark eyes grew large with concern. "It is?"
"Aa. If you've given her cooties, you're going to have to do something about it." Itachi crossed his arms in consideration and conferred in silence with their cousin, who pursed his lips grimly and nodded.
"Really? Do what?"
"I'm afraid, otouto, that you will have to marry that girl."
"Marry?!"
"It's the only way to fix things," their cousin, Shisui, agreed.
"I can't marry her! I'm only five!"
"How old is she?" his brother asked.
"I think she's six," Sasuke said nervously.
Itachi looked grave. Shisui crossed his arms and hung his head, shaking it slowly back and forth.
"Sasuke-kun, you want to become a shinobi, don't you?" Shisui asked.
"Aa!" He wanted to more than anything.
"To protect your village? Your family?"
"Aa."
"Then you must do it."
"But—"
His brother's stern stare silenced him. "Shinobi must make sacrifices to protect those we love," Itachi told him.
The little boy made a grossed out face. "I don't love her."
"You don't love her, but you gave her your cooties!?" Shisui gasped, scandalized.
"Um, yeah," Sasuke said slowly.
"The poor girl. What will her father do to our family?" Shisui sighed heavily, slumping his shoulders. "Wait a minute!" He straightened up quickly. "Maybe you should marry her, Itachi. We can't let this kind of scandal get out in the village. It will ruin the family name. The elders will wring our necks."
Sasuke's hand crept up to his neck and he swallowed nervously.
Itachi shook his head, not making eye contact with his little brother. Sasuke panicked, his little lip pooching out with concern. His heart was thumping a million miles per hour in his chest. What had he done?!
He couldn't let his aniki take the fall for his blunder.
"I—I guess I do kinda like her."
"Kind of?" Shisui asked loudly.
"She has pretty, green eyes. But her hair's pink." He made a sour face.
"Pink, eh?" Shisui grinned, placing his hands behind his head and leaning back against the wall dreamily. "Lucky you. That's the best color for a girl."
"It is?"
"Of course," his cousin assured him. "That way you know she's a girl right away."
Itachi raised his eyebrow, as if his cousin had made a valid point—or said something completely ridiculous.
"Oh…that's true," Sasuke agreed, not wanting to look stupid in front of the older, wiser boys.
"Well, Sasuke. You're your own man, so you need to decide this by yourself. Just be sure not to give any more girls your cooties. You do not want to have more than one wife." Shisui stretched his arms above his head, pushed off the wall and slapped him on the back. "Let us know how things turn out. We have to get back to work."
Sasuke nodded. "Arigato, aniki. Arigato, Shisui-nii."
"Anytime. That's what we're here for. You're pretty smart, Sasuke-kun, finding your own wife so young, before your parents pick one for you. You're gonna make a good shinobi, kid." Shisui messed up Sasuke's hair, which he usually hated, but let it pass just this once, because he wanted more than anything to be a good shinobi, like his aniki and cousin. He watched them walk away with admiration shining in his eyes.
He still had a problem though.
How did he ask a girl to marry him?
"I'll ask kaa-san," he decided. "She'll know."
~The End ~