The Wooing of the Pink Haired Artist

by Gypsy Fighter

Some people assumed that what they had was easy, and smooth. In reality, it wasn't, she was the not so rich collage artist that everyone knew was going to go far that was always on the tips of peoples tongues and was absentminded, and forgetful. While Madara was a bad boy that some how managed to catch the absentminded Sakura. M for Safety.

14. Chapter 14 Bruise

Word Count: 116

Prompt: Bruise

Once everybody had settled down from Hidan's question, Kisame grinned eyeing HIdans developing bruise. "So how long has this been going on?"

Sakura blushed, attempting to not make eye contact with anyone "months" she muttered

"You've been a couple for a few months, un?" Deidara yelped, his hand on his heart.

"No. Only for about a night." Madara said, glaring.

As Kisame's grin got wider, Sakura's blush got darker. When Hidan opened his mouth, Kisame slammed his fist on Hidans' leg.

"FUCK! Is everyone one of you fuckers trying to give me a bruise?" Hidan demanded.

"Yes." Konan said.

Hidans jaw dropped, Sakura started to laugh, and Kakuzu kicked Hidan in the back of the head.

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