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Title: so whatcha want
Author/Artist: ohwhatsherface
Pairing: Uchiha Sasuke x Haruno Sakura
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: other world, #23 brownie
Word Count: 736
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

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"Would you like to buy a brownie to show some school spirit, Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke looked to his right at the booth he was passing by. There was a bake sale going on that day, he knew, with goods being provided by the cheerleading team. He wasn't too sure what they were trying to earn money for, but he supposed as captain of the school basketball team, he was somewhat obligated to make a purchase.

"Sure…" he replied after a moment. "How much?"

He saw Sakura Haruno, the pink-haired beauty that made it onto the team despite this being her first year at Konoha High because of her amazing flexibility and gymnastics skills. Her glossy lips curved into a smile as she tilted her head ever so slightly.

"Seventy-five cents, please," she asked sweetly.

After he gave her the required amount, she picked up one of the cut pieces and placed it on a napkin. His hand brushed against hers when he took the treat from her and he felt an odd electric shock run down his hand to his arm.

Sasuke observed the dreaded piece of dessert he purchased with a contemplative frown. Glancing at the tray where it came from, Sakura's red-frosted brownies were cut in the most perfect looking squares. Even the blood-red icing on top of the brownies seemed to be spread flawlessly.

"Did you make these?" he inquired.

Sakura nodded once. "Yes, with my very own secret recipe." Her grin widened. "Please, try it, Sasuke-kun!"

With a shrug, he took a bite into the brownie.

It was amazing, to say the least. It was chewy, just how he liked it, just how his mother made them when he was a child. The sweetness, even with the red icing, was tamed to a point that he enjoyed it, which seemed odd to him since he hardly liked sweet things; other people probably would not share his fondness for Sakura's brownies.

"Do you like it?" Sakura asked. Her green eyes looked full of hope.

Sasuke shook his head in approval. "I do…"

"I'm glad!" she said brightly. She then glanced at the gym bag hanging off his shoulder. "Are you off to practice, Sasuke-kun?"

"Yes," Sasuke replied. "And I should probably get going—"

"Are you still hoping to beat your brother's record from when we was captain?" Sakura interrupted. Gone was her cheery grin; it seemed to be replaced with something akin to teasing.

Sasuke stiffened at her question. "Excuse me?"

Sakura shrugged. "Everyone at this school knows that Itachi Uchiha was the one that led Konoha High to first place in the championships, Sasuke-kun. Or well, everyone at this school did five years ago." She came around her table and stood in front of him. Sakura tilted her head to the side a little bit and smiled tauntingly. "But I'm sure there are still plenty of people who remember. Your brother? Your parents? You?"

He kept his mouth shut. He didn't want to know how she knew so much about his goals.

"Or maybe that's not what you want…" Sakura drawled. She took a step back and stared at him, giving him a mock-examination as she pursed her lips. "Maybe what you want is to pass Calculus with something better than a…" She smirked, "Well, better than what you're getting now. Daddy wouldn't be too happy to know you aren't doing well. Especially when Itachi—"

"What do you want?" Sasuke hissed, effectively cutting her off. "Trying to blackmail me with shitty marks or family issues, Sakura?"

She shook her head. "Oh, Sasuke-kun, I think the question is 'what do you want?'." Sakura came close once again and gently pressed the tip of her index finger against his chest. She ran it along his upper body with a distracted look in her eyes, leaving behind an odd trail of heat. "Recognition? Money? Grades?"

He simply raised an eyebrow in response.

"I can give you anything," Sakura murmured. She leaned in closer and brought her lips to his ear. Her cheek pressed against his and she could feel the small pricks of facial hair. "I can give you whatever you desire, Sasuke-kun."

Sasuke glared down at her with suspicious eyes. "Who are you?"

Sakura turned her head closer to him and he could feel her lips moving as she spoke.

"Well, let's just say you're about to make a deal with the devil…"

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