Drabble Rating: K
Status: 11/45
Word Count: 249 words
Warning: None.
Theme: Jealousy
Stupid fangirls. Stupid, stupid girls!
Why couldn't they see that he didn't want them anywhere near him? Were they that dense?
After a few squeals and witnessing a few glomps, Naruto had to say that yes, these stupid fangirls (and fanboys) were dense. They just couldn't take a hint from the utter silence from their obsession or the cold glares that he gave them. They were oblivious, lost in their own la-la land of Uchiha Sasuke.
Suddenly, one of the girls ran up to Sasuke and pecked him on the cheek.
Naruto's eye twitched and his hands began to glow, the beginnings of an attack in the making.
He failed to see Sasuke vigorously rub at his cheek, and shoved the girl away, only to be swarmed by a million more.
Stupid. Why couldn't they let them be? He didn't want them to have Sasuke's attention. He was the only one allowed to have it, not them! They were undeserving!
Wait...
...what?
When did this happen? This need to have Sasuke's undivided attention. It wasn't as if he liked the guy, right?
"Oi, let's go." He felt Sasuke grab his arm and allowed himself to be dragged away, despite the many protests from the crowd.
He was so tempted to blow a raspberry at the crowd, and perhaps add a few rude gestures here and there, but for now—
--he had Sasuke's attention and wasn't willing to let anyone else have it anytime soon thank you very much.
