A/N: Rating: T
"Sakura."
"I'm sorry Sasuke, I just-
"Sakura, please drop it."
"You were just so- !
"Sakura."
"You were such a cute baby!"
Sasuke groaned and snatched the photo out of her hand, shoving it back into his album and shoving the album back into the case where he kept everything from his childhood and clan.
"I can't believe you convinced me to show you those."
"You made the decision, Sasuke." Sakura sang back at him, getting up to go take the teapot off of the stove.
"Don't remind me." He muttered, rubbing his forehead. Then, looking for some payback, he spotted what could only be her own photo album placed in the bookshelf across the room. He had it in his hands in a second and then sat back down silently on the couch, smirk tugging at his lips as he opened it.
The first few pages were some photos of her, Naruto, Ino and some of the others in their generation. He couldn't help but scowl when he passed a picture of her laughing beautifully next to Sai.
He just didn't like the way that guy looked at her.
Then, he finally reached the older ones, and after a page of photos from her academy days, he found her baby pictures.
He hated the word, but lord.
She was really freaking cute.
Little tufts of pink mussed up about her head and already vibrant green eyes looking at the camera holder with rapt interest.
He smiled in spite of himself and turned the page.
His smile fell.
There, in the middle of what was supposed to be a sentimental collection of memories, was a photo of his Sakura lying flat on her bed, legs spread, and clad only in a set of hot pink, lace underwear.
"Sasuke do you want-
He jerked his head over to Sakura who was reentering the living room, a look of absolute disbelief on his face.
She regarded him, confused, before gasping and bringing her hands up to cover her mouth in surprise.
"Sasuke that's my-
"Who. Was this for." He held up the album and ground out the words, staring her down without mercy.
Sakura scratched at her cheek, blushing like mad before answering, "No one. I took it myself."
Sasuke sputtered and whipped his eyes back to the photo, and then back to her.
"I…like to mess around sometimes." Sakura explained without much conviction. Seeing his condescending raised eyebrow, she crossed her arms over her chest and gathered her wits.
"What? It's my body! And-"
"You're right."
"- I can take…" She stilled. "Huh?"
"Sakura," Sasuke carefully folded the album and set it down on the coffee table, "I just wanted to know that no other people had seen it."
Sakura smirked at him in the way that always made his blood rush. "Of course, no one else."
"Then," Sasuke was directly behind her in an instant, arms wrapped around her waist and breath hot on her neck, "Would you maybe like to take some more?"
She turned in his arms and bit his earlobe, simultaneously grinding her leg upwards in between his. Sasuke shuddered.
"Only if I'm the one manning the camera."