Swing, Swing

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto; Kishimoto-sensei does.

A SasuSaku Month Fiction.

2: Hostage

"You are pure evil," Sakura informed her dark haired boyfriend. He had his brothers switch blade held against her favourite soft-toy's neck. Sasuke merely smiled sadistically in response, playing with the toys floppy ears. "Give me the bunny," she demanded, hands on hips.

"Not until you go down to the shops and buy me another copy of A Game of Thrones," Sasuke replied, pressing the sharp edge of the blade closer to the innocent little plushy. Sakura could almost smell the fear radiating from her tortured little toy.

Sakura rolled her eyes: this was getting ridiculous.

"You are totally overreacting," she told him in annoyance. "It's just a book."

"A book that you decimated," he hissed, narrowing his eyes. Sakura snorted in amusement.

"'decimated'?" she quoted, smirking. "Are you serious?"

She started to move towards him but was stopped suddenly by a low, guttural growl that seemed to have come from deep within her boyfriend throat.

That was it for the pinkette, she started laughing. "You did not just growl at me!" she choked out between laughter in utter disbelief.

"One step closer and Mr. Bunny starts bleeding stuffing." He warned, holding up the bunny and knife to her eye level.

"It was one crease, Sasuke,"

"That's all it takes to ruin a book," he explained, rising from where he was sitting on her bed and inching towards the window. "You know how much I care about my books. You will get me a new copy,"

"What are you doing to the bunny!" Sakura's voice rose in horror as Sasuke dangled the bedraggled toy out the window by one of it's floppy ears.

"I'm not kidding around here, Sakura," Sasuke said darkly, tilting his head slightly to the side. "The bunny will be defenestrated if my demands are not met."

Sakura stared at him in shock, green eyes wide.

"You are actually insane," she told him gravely, tentatively reaching across to the dresser so she could get to her handbag. "I'll buy you a new book; just stop hurting Mr. Bunny."

Sasuke grinned widely as his girlfriend stalked out of the room, heels clicking against the wooden floorboards as she went. Success was his.

When Sakura returned with the oh-so-precious book some half hour later, she found Sasuke lying sprawled across her bed, the bunny resting on his chest, the switch blade nowhere to be seen.

His eyes where shut tight, long lashes casting shadows across his pale face.

'He's so beautiful,' Sakura thought, smiling dreamily. Her face soon hardened as she came to her senses. 'But he's an absolute bastard!'

Taking a few steps back, Sakura took a run and leapt on Sasuke's stomach. He shot up from the bed like a bullet from a gun.

"What the hell!" he cried, expression crazed and hair a mess as he zeroed in on Sakura, who had rolled off him and had fallen into a heap on the floor, laughing uncontrollably, clutching sides and all. "You realise I still have your bunny as a hostage right?"

"Your book is in that bag," she directed, having calmed down a bit, and pointed to a purple plastic bag sitting by the door.

Sasuke smiled at her genuinely and chucked the soft rabbit in her general direction.

"Thank you, Sakura," he said, walking towards the door and grabbing the bag.

Upon opening it, he stopped and turned to face her with a glare.

"Sakura," he started, hardly contained anger simmering in his voice. "This is not A Game of Thrones,"

"Nope!" Sakura said with a, illuminating grin. "It's something so much better!"

"Confessions of a shoppaholic is so not better than the genius that is A Game of Thrones!"

A/N- For an A/U fic, that prompt was tough! I actually really like Confessions of a Shoppaholic, I just don't think Sasuke would. SasuSaku month is really awesome! I've read so many awesome stories already and it's only day two!

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