I should be memorizing lines for Little Shop right now…but instead I'm stalking pinterest and editing this.
Summary: Sasuke always dreaded movie nights with Sakura…
"Your choices are 'Rent' or 'The Lion King.'" Sakura told him matter-of-factly.
Sasuke scowled, "Neither."
Her face darkened. "One or the other. Be happy I'm letting you pick."
Sasuke thought about his options, a musical all about AIDS and heroin and homosexuality, bla, bla, bla, or her all time favorite Disney movie. Either way he'd have to comfort her whenever she started boohooing over some character's death, and he really didn't want to deal with that right then…
"…Lion King." He sat down heavily on the couch, arms crossed in agitation. He could've been watching the soccer game with Naruto right now, but no. Sakura had to go and force him into coming over to watch movies with all of these 'feelings.'
"You're too emotionally stunted, Sasuke. It's like you don't even want to be around me unless we're having sex anymore! So you know what we're doing this Friday? We're going to watch movies that will hopefully make you open up, whether you want to or not."
That's what she'd told him when they met at Starbucks the other day. He'd strongly regretted skipping out on his English class after she'd told him that…
Sakura was staring down her nose at him—which normally, she physically can't do—with her hands in fists resting on her hips. Obviously she did not like his attitude.
"Rent it is then!"
Sasuke's scowl deepened, "What happened to letting me pick?"
"I don't feel like watching Lion King," she said with a smug smile.
'Damn you, and your manipulative self, you—'
"Sasuke, stop scowling, otherwise your face is going to freeze like that."