Kissing after a breakup.
(thanks for the idea, Glitterfied Forest!)
"Let's break up."
Sasuke dropped the tomato he was washing into the sink. He whirled around and glared at his girlfriend of three months. "Aa?" Excuse me, but what the hell did you just say?
Sakura let out a deep sigh. "Sasuke-kun… You just don't care enough about me. I mean, when I confessed, all you said was, 'Aa.' You don't really like me, so I'm not going to force you to be with me anymore." Her green eye shimmered with tears as she turned her back to him. "So goodbye, Sasuke-kun. Thank you."
Sasuke instinctively reached for her hand and grabbed it tightly to prevent her from getting any further away.
He spoke haltingly. "I wouldn't… agree to be your boyfriend… if I didn't… " There was a long pause.
Sakura looked back at him. Sasuke was a faint red.
"If you didn't…?" she urged him to continue.
"If I didn't… mind it."
Sakura was disappointed. "That's all, Sasuke-kun? I was expecting better." She wiped her eyes with her sleeve and put the little bottle of fake teardrops on the counter. "Well, it's good enough, I guess. It's you, after all."
"You tricked me." Again, said in a deadpan manner, but his narrowed eyes were enough to tell Sakura he was angry.
"I just wanted to see how you really felt!" she said quickly, putting up her hands as a shield.
It was a failure; he pushed her hands down and grabbed the back of her head. Sakura flinched and closed her eyes—would he bash her head against the counter? Was he going to hit her with his favorite cooking recipe book? Maybe throw her out the window?
He kissed her instead.
(Because I love you, you idiot. Don't make me say it.)