Kissing for a present.


"You forgot?!" Naruto yelled, complete with angry hand gestures.

Sasuke gawked at the blonde for a minute until he regained his senses. "How could I forget her birthday – I'm going back!" And he ran off towards home, leaving Naruto alone in the training ground.

He hurried into the house. "It's dark already!" he hissed as he sprinted down the familiar hallways to the master bedroom. She must be so hurt – how could he forget something so important –

When he threw the door open, she was on the big bed, a book on her stomach and the light on. Her eyes were closed. She must've been waiting for him.

"Sakura!" He quickly got over to the side of the bed. He patted her cheek. "Sakura?"

No movement.

"I'm sorry I forgot your birthday, happy birthday, please forgive me–"

She didn't even stir.

He stroked her face, and hesitated – then leant down slowly, and pressed his lips softly to hers for a sweet second.

"Happy birthday," he repeated, and got up to brush his teeth.

She smiled wickedly when he left the room.