title: think fast

summary: because he's sasuke, and he's impulsive at best.

day ten: Impulsive

Sasuke doesn't like it.

He doesn't like the way she seemed to change in his absence, because even if those changes are good changes, they managed to bring along suitors ─a lot of them. Not to mention that those suitors, to him at least, are nothing but a bunch of nobody shinobi, he's more than positive losers such a those don't deserve a woman like Sakura.

Sadly, Sakura seems to disagree with him.

She'll indulge the wannabe-shinobi suitors, give them smiles that were once for him and him alone. She accepts their gifts, laughs at their jokes, and sometimes she even looks flustered when they say something nice. However, the worse thing that she does is accept invitations to places, dates, as she likes to call them.

Like take tonight for example; she's dressed in a tight, form-fitting black dress, and heels that make her already too-long legs look even longer. Her pink hair, which is now a lot longer than when he left, falls down her back in delicate curls. She's wearing minimal make up, Sasuke doesn't think she needs it anyways, and in all she looks absolutely amazing.

Normally, he'd encourage such outfits, after all, it was nice to have someone absolutely stunning to look at, especially if that person is Sakura herself. However, because this is all to go on a date with some no-talent loser, who she thinks deserves a slight chance at trying to steal her heart, he simply cannot condone it.

No one's worth Sakura's attention and time, well, almost no one, but that's neither here nor there.

That's why he's here now, out of sight in the corner of a not-so fancy restaurant, eyeing Sakura and her date. It's infuriating, to say the least, to watch her laugh at something the man says, it makes his blood boil, and his eyes narrow. He grips the menu he's hiding behind tighter, and continues to carefully observe the pair, because that's all they are, a pair, not a couple, they're never going to become a couple, not as long as Sasuke's alive and well.

They eat dinner normally, have a nice conversation, and once it's all over the man offers to take her home, and to his utter surprise, she has the gall to say 'yes'. Seriously, who does this guy think he is? And who the hell does Sakura think she is accepting offers form strange men like that?

The walk is mostly quiet, they don't even hold hands but they walk side-by-side and chat amiably. Sasuke follows closely from the shadows, frowning at their distance, and how the man seems keen on wanting to make it smaller. Seriously, if Sakura listened to him for once in her life then she wouldn't be in this predicament, and right now he could be focusing on training, and not following her around.

The walk to her apartment is a long one, but when they finally get there he walks her all the way to her door. Sasuke expects the man to leave with a small goodbye and with a lame promise of taking her out once more some other time. However, this one, either because he drank a little too much of that (probably) cheap wine, or because he's stupid, is a bit bolder than the others.

He grasps her hand quickly, "Sakura-san, I would like to date you."

And that annoying girl, who obviously can't take care of herself, blushes, and even sutters a response "D-Date?"

The nerve.

That idiot guy isn't suppose to be asking her to be his boyfriend, he isn't even suppose to take her out to dinner. Not to mention that he managed to make Sakura blush, he doesn't like it, it's only good when he's the one who causes such things.

"yes, of course," he answers quickly, a smaller blush on his own cheeks.

"So you want to be my bo-"

"Yes, your boyfriend, Sakura-san," he cuts her off.

The absolute, freaking nerve.

Sasuke snarls from his spot on the tree he's perched on, watching intently as the scene unfolds before him. Sasuke knows Sakura, and he knows she wouldn't dare to tell this man 'yes', because if she does, if she even gives the loser that kind of power, he'll go right down there and he'll, well, he probably won't hurt her, because honestly, she'll kick his ass all the way back to Oto.

But damn it, he'll do something.

"Well, N-Natsuki-san," she smiles shyly, "I think that would be o-"

Sasuke knows that look, that's the look, she gives him that look when she gives in to one of his requests. So without hesitation, he jumps right off the tree, and lands right next to Sakura, eyes narrowed in to slits, and his sharingan flashing. The man in front of them jumps at Sasuke's surprise visit, but Sakura merely looks at him with wide eyes, before they narrow into dangerousdangerous slits.

"Sasuke-kun," she grits her teeth, "what. are. you. doing here."

Normally, one runs at the look on Sakura's face, it's one Naruto sees often before he gets beaten into a bloody pulp. Those are in normal circumstances, and this, this is not a normal circumstance, many things are at stake here.

Therefor, he'll gladly receive his imminent beating with as much dignity as he can, if he can at least manage to save something important to him.

"U-Uchiha-san," the man nods, "good evening, I was just uh-"

"May I ask what business you have with my girlfriend," he asks with a snarl, sharingan flashing dangerously, "is there some business you are here to see her about that I should know about?"

The man's eyes grow wide as he steps further away from Sakura, "I'm s-so s-sorry, I was not a-aware that she was your gi-girlfriend."

"Well, she is, so get lost."

And he does, not even daring to ask any questions, "B-Bye Sak-Haruno-san, Uchiha-san."

When he's out of earshot, he feels Sakura's anger start to radiate off of her in waves, it's strong, too strong, and it almost makes him want to leave without looking back, almost. However, today is a different day, today he finally has the determination to show her excatly what he thinks of her little dates with no-name men, and how she deserves someone much, much better.

"Why are you here?"

"Hn."

"Damn it, Sasuke-kun, this is not funny," she snaps, "Natsuki-san was going to ask-"

"To be your boyfriend?" he scoffs, "how cute."

"Sasuke-kun," she grits her teeth, "who I date is not your problem."

"I wouldn't allow such a loser to date you," he tells her seriously.

"You're so stupid," she snaps, "I don't care what you think of the men I choose to date, stay out of it!"

Yeah, Sasuke muses, he might be stupid, but there's also something else he is. Something he's more than positive she knows he is; impulsive. So without so much as thinking about it, without so much as giving her a response, or the proper time to react to something like this, he slams her right against her front door, and presses his lips to hers in a haste.

The kiss is everything Sasuke knew it would be, and her lips, they're as amazing and as as soft as they look.

He pulls away, only to press his forehead against hers,"Hn."

"Does this mean you want to be my boyfriend?" she asks breathlessly, her eyes searching his own.

He doesn't answer, merely gives her a smirk, before he leans down and presses his lips to hers once more.