The supermarket in Konoha is infamous for selling anything and everything at a criminally low price, but this?
This is ridiculous.
Sakura rubs at her eyes, wondering why she always meets him during these strange witching hours in the midst of what must undoubtedly be criminal activities. "Why exactly are you buying chloroform at 2 AM?" she asks, adding a bottle of shampoo to her cart.
Yagura stares her down, every inch the mob lord in his fancy suit. Sakura gets the feeling that this should be intimidating as she is bedraggled and sweaty in her work scrubs. It is ineffective. She just wants to take a shower and go to sleep for the next twelve or so hours. Is that too much to ask?
"Why exactly are you buying shampoo at 2 AM?" Yagura asks loftily.
"I'm out," Sakura replies, pushing her cart down the chip aisle. She is damn hungry and she deserves a treat after the shift she just survived. She is unsurprised when Yagura follows.
"Well so am I," Yagura says, looking down his nose as she picks out several flavors of chips. "Are you really getting three bags of chips for yourself?"
"Hey," Sakura says, whirling on him and staring him down. Yagura's eyes go wide as she invades his space. "I'm not calling you out on the fact that being out of shampoo and being out of chloroform are vastly different things. Despite the numerous opportunities, I am not judging your dubious life decisions. All I ask is for the same courtesy. It is 2 in the fucking morning and I am too tired to deal with this nonsense. Capisce?"
Yagura blinks dazedly as Sakura steps away and throws another bag of chips into her cart in vindictive spite. His face feels unbearably hot.
Sakura is near the end of the aisle when she feels Yagura sidle up near her again.
"Capase."