Sakura took a bite of her chocolate chip waffle, smiling.
"Let me get a bite of that, honey," Gaara snorted, looking at the golden, buttery, syrupy, chocolate chip clad waffle.
"Yeah, me too, Nee-Chan!" Kiba laughed.
"Sorry, babe, Onii san…" Sakura's smile got even bigger.
"HEY!" Sakura scolded, stabbing Kiba in the hand with the top of her fork.
"Ouch!" He said, licking the syrup off his poor, abused hand.
Gaara grabbed the side of her plate, but Sakura had the other end in an instant, Kiba grabbed hold of what was left.
"Leggo' of my eggo!" Sakura yelled.
The chef laughed and set down two other plates, which Kiba raced to. Gaara simply walked away.
"Uhm… Gaara… can I have my waffle back?" Sakura asked.
Gaara grunted. "Yeah, here you go."
"Thanks," Sakura grinned. "That was really good!"
Kiba and Gaara grunted… they didn't know when to stop eating… well… Kiba didn't…
"I agree." Gaara said lazily.
"Why did you decide to marry so young?" The chef asked Sakura.
"Well… I just didn't want to let him slip away," Sakura said, pecking Gaara on the cheek, grimacing only slightly… but not enough so that the chef noticed.
"How old are you two?" The chef asked.
"Well… I'm 16 years old but he's- "He's 17 years old, nearly 18…" Gaara answered. "You know I don't like it when you speak for me, love."
"That's right! I just love how handsome he is when he's annoyed… I love to irk him so!" Sakura said to the chef.
"Yeah…" the chef said. "I have to go to the other rooms… with other customers…" He said leaving the room.
Sakura gagged, Gaara glared.
"You love to 'Irk me so?'" Gaara snorted a second time.
"God! Do you bathe in sand as well?" Sakura choked.
"Aw… there is so much love in this room right now!" Kiba chuckled.
"Yeah… right… love…" Sakura said, brandishing her fist.
She swung foreword just as Kiba got up, thus knocking herself into Gaara's arms.
Sakura flailed about, throwing punching that never landed.
Gaara leaned in. "Come on, babe. Don't do this to me," He whispered mockingly.
Sakura was outraged. "I- I- grr…"
"I just love to irk you so…" Gaara smirked, and that was just about the last straw.
"You are –"My one true love?" Kiba offered, laughing.
"Yeah, that's it… I love you so much," Sakura grit her teeth, hoping one of them would fall into her little trap. That was one of the things she'd have to mark off on her list as: Never Gonna Happen.
Gaara whirled her around to face him. "If you love me so much why don't we celebrate with a kiss?" Gaara laughed (Mockingly, too! Sadistic prick!)
Unfortunately, the chef was back in the room. "I just love it when two kids are messing around!" He giggled delightedly. The freak.
Kiba made an ok so this guy is a creep face. .
"Uh… yeah… just messing around," Sakura laughed nervously.
"So aren't you gonna kiss?" The creepy, freakazoid chef asked.
"Um… no…" Sakura said.
"Why not?" Kiba asked, grinning.
"Kiba!" Sakura said whacking him.
"What? Don't be shy, Nee Chan…" Kiba said giving her a fake reassuring shove.
"Um… we want to save the magic for the wedding!" Sakura exclaimed.
"I don't believe you…" The chef said slyly.
Sakura could not believe this guy. "Then I don't believe you're a chef!" Sakura pouted.
"She's telling the truth… we want to save the magic for the wedding…" Gaara said calmly.
"You two… are terrible liars! What were they doing in that box car?" The chef asked Kiba.
Kiba grinned. "Makin' out!" He answered now in a full-blown maniacal and evil smile
"He- he's lying! I'm telling the truth!" Sakura said frantically, shaking her head side to side.
"Kiba, I'm going to kill you," Gaara said dangerously.
"If you can keep your hands off of my sister!" Kiba shouted loudly.
He then proceeded, with the stealth of a clumsy, blind cat to push them closer together.
"Just get it over with!" Kiba said.
It was then that the creepy chef got suspicious, only Gaara saw this though.
'What the hell?-!' Sakura screamed in her head. 'Did he just- just kiss me? Oh! Ho, ho, ho-ld on a second there!'
"What the fuck?" She whispered to Gaara.
"The chef was getting suspicious…" Gaara whispered back.
Sakura backed away. "Happy now?" She asked crossly.
"Delighted!" The chef squeaked happily.
"I'm sure you are," Kiba said looking at the chef with a creeped out expression.
"Oh, ho, ho Kiba! You are a dead man today!" Sakura said shaking her fist at Kiba.
Kiba backed away from the angry "couple" that was advancing on him…
"Um… guys? Just calm down… ok? We all know each other…?" Kiba was wondering upon how he would get out of this.
There were shouts and cries of agony that day… but none were from the kiss.
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