Deidara sat across from Sakura in the dim light of the restaurant. He was staring very intently into her eyes.
"What are you doing?" Sakura asked impatiently. This was hardly romantic at the moment. It made her wonder why she married the nitwit.
"My perfect face is reflected in your eyes." Deidara smiled happily at her before being smack across the face.
"Stupid Twit." Sakura huffed out and glared at Deidara.
"What did I do?!" He stared flabbergasted at her.
Sakura gave him a look. "I seriously doubt I was in a good state of mind when I agreed to marry you." She looked across the restaurant to see their friends— finally —came in.
"What's that supposed to mean!!!???" Deidara dramatically started crying. "You don't love me anymore???!!!"
"I still unfortunately do. Now stop flailing about." She sighed at his antics.
"What's wrong Deidara?" Sasori asked coming up beside him.
"Sakura called me a twit!!!"
"Well she is right...." mumbled Sasori.
"What did you do?" Sasori asked.
"All I said was 'My perfect face is reflected in your eyes'!!!" he started flailing again.
"Well who wants to hear a compliment that makes someone else sound better?" Sakura asked still glaring at Deidara.
"What?" he stared at her dumbly.
"Good thing your cute." She sighed rolling her eyes.