Pretty Boy
A/N: C'mon ladies… sometimes boys are really, really, ridiculously pretty. You know, startling long thick lashes or perfect skin and hair, or something you wish you had gotten in your gene pool.
I know some girls squawk about how pretty Neji is, but he doesn't really do much for me. The long hair really grosses me out – not only is it practically down to his ass, but with his kaiten and Gentle Fist style, he must whip it around a lot and get it all dusty and gross. It's just impractical and too feminine for me.
Sasuke, on the other hand, is one pretty bishie. I know many poke fun at how feminine he is, but I dare say he looks pretty masculine at times … for an anime character.
Pairing: Canon is not love.
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"Tenten…" he growled, "why do I have to do this?" He would have pouted had not she been holding his chin steady as she carefully crayoned his lips.
With a tube of red lipstick.
She giggled, "it's fun! You look so pretty with makeup on!" Sasuke glared at her, "You promised me that you wouldn't put makeup on me again after the last incident with mascara!" Tenten smiled sheepishly, "I know, but I just had to try, you have the longest lashes I've ever seen – I didn't mean for it to get in your eye."
Sasuke sighed. He didn't understand his girlfriend sometimes – she hardly wore any of that shit but she had it cluttering her vanity. Where on earth had she gotten the lipstick anyway? She never wore anything other than chapstick. Apparently when she had to wear it, it was a pain in the ass and difficult, but it was all good and fun when she got to put it on him.
"I saw this today at the mall. Chanel's expensive and I hate lipstick, but it was such a pretty color. Ino told me that the shade's a true red and it'll compliment all skin tones," Tenten murmured, completely entranced by the smooth feel of her expensive crayon sliding across her boyfriend's shapely mouth. She had been walking to the bathroom to try it on herself when she had run into him in the living room – what better guinea pig than a boyfriend?
She finished filling in his lower lip and stepped back, eyeing Sasuke's red mouth with admiration, "I must say, you are one pretty boy, Uchiha," she drawled, winking at him, "this shade looks really good on you – I'm envious."
He swooped down on her, pressing his lips deeply against hers in a chaste, but firm and thorough kiss. "I like it better on you," he smirked as he watched her catch her breath, still holding onto his shoulders, lashes fluttering, goofy grin stained deep red from his lips.