It was lunch time. Tsunade was at the rooftop eating her bento. There was bite size fried chicken, potato salad and rolled omelette. Gentle breeze made her hair dance.

"I finally found you," he embraced her from behind.

"Oh, it's just you Sasori."

"Is that how you treat your boyfriend?" He took a sneaky bite from her chopstick. He ate a piece of omelette.

"You're not my boyfriend."

"I am, don't deny it. We kissed."

"You mean, you kissed me without any warning," she glared at him.

He just smirked.

"Have you heard the rumour?" He asked.

"What rumour?" She took a sip of her bottle of water.

"You and I are dating."

"What? Where did you get that from?"

"Who knows?"

"Can you let go of me?"

"I don't want to, you're so warm Tsunade."

Every time she tried to move away, he held her tighter.

"I'm warning you, let go."

"You're beautiful when you're angry."

"Flattery will get you nowhere."

"I will let go, if you let me shake your hand."

"Fine."

He released her. They both stood up and he automatically takes her right hand.

Instead of shaking her hand, he pulled her towards him and his lips touched hers.

The kiss was ever so passionate. Her eyes widen from shock. Whenever she moved back, he would deepen the kiss.

Her mind was blank, she couldn't believe this was happening. Unbeknownst to her, a figure took a photo of them, on their phone.


A couple of hours had passed. It was break time. Tsunade was hiding in the infirmary.

"So, this is where you have been hiding," Sasuke smirked.

"What do you want?" She glared at him.

"I want you to be my girlfriend."

"I refuse."

He revealed a photo of Sasori kissing her on the rooftop. She gasp.

"If you refuse me, I have no choice but to post this photo online."

"That's dirty," she glared.

"I don't care, what is your answer?"

"Drop dead."

"I'm going to post it."

"Please don't post it," she pleaded.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"I will accept you," she could hardly look at him in the eye.

"From now on, you are mine Tsunade."

She couldn't believe she fell right into his trap. She didn't know how to get out of it.


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