Author's Note: Yep, this drabble takes place in a completely different universe then the last one. Unless you see something that says otherwise, each drabble will be unrelated.
Prompt: Complicated
Sakura was not incredibly fond of the stares she got thanks to her pink hair. She didn't like to talk about it, period. So why the hell was she doing a shampoo commercial?
"Good, now smile...perfect!" The director was a peculiar man named Orochimaru, who always had a snake around his neck.
He was very famous, and very, very rich. Sakura was his assistant. Their relationship was...complicated.
He walked up to an irritable Sakura and fixed her ribbon.
"Thank you," he murmured.
She crossed her arms.
"You owe me." Sakura huffed.
He kissed her.
"Do I still?"
"...yes."