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Prompt # 3—Rebel
Rated-K Non-mass
Rebel-to protest by defying a government or other form of authority.
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Ball & Chain
By Kaze and Kiba
Summary—Little boys, who want their toys, can be devious.
A/N-My first non-mas—Yoshi!~K&K
Hey, guys! I'm working on getting my next chapter of co9t together. Wish me luck. Until then, enjoy! I think I'll put up two of these little 'shorts' up today.
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Tap, tap, tap.
Sasuke's eyes snapped open and his head turned toward the window. On the other side of the tempered glass, the moon's light shone in a halo around someone's head. Sighing, he got up and opened the window.
"Get dressed, Sasuke-kun."
"Huh? Why?"
"We're running away. They can't make us do this."
"Tch." He was exhausted from the dobe keeping him up until three a.m. drinking and now he had to put up with this? "Get in here." He yanked her hand off the frame and pulled her into the room.
"I mean it, Sasuke-kun!" she insisted, letting him drag her into his room. She settled on his bed while he laid his head back on the pillow, watching her sleepily. "I can't do it! I don't want to do it! Not yet. I'm too young. I haven't got to see enough of the world or—"
"It's not a death sentence," he muttered.
"It might as well be."
"Thanks," he shot back, offended.
She set her forehead against his and gazed affectionately into the midnight eyes of her friend. "You know what I mean, Sasuke-kun."
He grunted, settling down, pulling her close and wrapping his blanket around them.
"Why do the Elders have to meddle in our lives?" She snuggled in close to him and he closed his tired eyes. "Why tie us down? Why can't they just let us be free to do what we want?"
"We'll ask them tomorrow."
"But tomorrow will be too late! Sasuke-kun! You're usually the first to protest when something crazy like this happens! What is wrong with you?"
Sasuke sighed and dug his chin into her warm neck. "Sleep now. Ask questions later."
"But Sasuke-kun," she gasped. He was already sleeping again! She tried to get up but he'd clamped onto her like an anchor and refused to let go. She tried to come up with some kind of wild escape plan that sounded plausible, but his warmth was making her sleepy. Eventually, she relaxed and closed her eyes.
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"Good morning, lovebirds!"
Sakura bolted upright from the cocoon of Sasuke's warmth and had to squint when Mikoto tore open the curtains.
"Starting the honeymoon early, are we?" Sasuke's mother chuckled good-naturedly. Sakura turned bright red, emphatically shaking her head.
"No!" She pointed. "He…I…we…"
"I understand, dear," Mikoto said, snagging her hand and dragging her out of the bed. "Come along, now. Let's get you freshened up and into your dress. The wedding's in three hours. I can't wait!" She hugged the pink-haired girl who looked helplessly back to the bed where she saw the devious smirk on her fiancé's face.
"You—you did this on purpose," she stammered in astonishment.
His smirk widened into an evil, little grin as his mother hauled his reluctant bride-to-be out of his room. She'd forgive him later, he knew—after the wedding.
~The End~