Author's notes: Hi everyone! I see that Valentine's Day is just around the corner and this one shot just came to my mind. It's pretty short but I Hope you guys like it! Read and Review! Thanks!
Valentine's day
How he hated Valentine's Day.
It was a day of sappy love confessions and stupid, google-eyed girls with hopeful faces…and chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate, delivered to Sasuke from those girls with the hopeful faces, in the chance that he might accept one of them and start dating her, like any normal guy would do.
"I'm sorry, I don't feel that way for you," he told yet another nameless face, and watched as the hope was replaced by disappointment.
He turned and walked away, having nothing else to say, only to jump in surprise when the rejected sparkly-wrapped chocolate abruptly rebounded off his head. Cries of "Heartless jerk!" echoed in the wintry air as the former owner of the chocolate ran down the streetin sobs of despair, certain her heart was broken forever.
Sasuke rolled his eyes, picked up the crumpled box, and tossed it into the street-side waste can, aware of the stares and mutterings of the people around him. It wasn'tnone of their business, was it?
How he hated Valentine's Day.
"Um…Sasuke-kun?"
He paused mid-step, and turned back to see the top of a familiar, pink head. Sakura stood there, shifting nervously from foot to foot, her hands behind her back and her eyes fixed firmly on the sidewalk between them.
"Umm…" she began, more nervously than before, and slowly brought out her hands. In one of them was clutched a small, rectangular box wrapped clumsily with sparkly-pink paper and tied with a silver ribbon.
"Y-you probably don't want this." she continued shakily. "But I stayed awake for most of the night making it, s-so I thought it'd be sort of stupid to have lost all that sleep and not at least try to give it to you. So…erm…here." Sakura added.
She thrust her hands forward, the box teetering precariously on both palms, and waited for the rejection she felt certain was forthcoming.
After a moment, she felt the light weight of the box lift from her hands, and jerked her lowered face up in surprise to witness the astonishing sight of Sasuke carefully unwrapping her package, then opening the lid to regard the contents.
"I hope you like milk chocolate," she said anxiously, twisting her fingers together. "It was the only recipe I could find."
Sasuke continued to regard the gift, his eyes softening at the sight. It was a rather lopsided heart slightly larger than his fist, nestled in a bed of red tissue paper. It looked a bit darker than he thought milk chocolate ought to look, but she had written a slightly-crooked little message across the dull surface, in English.
"You in mine hart."
Sasuke cracked a little smile.
It was so imperfect.
It was so Sakura.
It was so much better than every one of the other perfectly-wrapped chocolates he'd rejected that day. He picked up the heart and bit a little corner off of it; it was slightly bitter, just as he'd expected. It was delicious.
"Would you like to go have some dinner?" he asked a startled Sakura.
Her wide, surprised eyes and gigantic smile answered, even before her ecstatic, "Yes!". She clung to his arm and snuggled up to his side, and Sasuke relished it.
"I just love Valentine's Day," she sighed happily.
"Yeah," Sasuke agreed softly. "Me, too."