Naughty and Nice Little Devil

"Eat this… Please?" Sakura pleaded, tugging his sleeve with one hand and holding a stick with a fluffy cotton candy wrapped in it on the other hand.

Sasuke hesitated for a minute, looking at her wide puppy eyes. "Pretty, pretty please?"

He was reluctant at first, but took it anyway. He grabbed it from her hands, his eyes calculating as always.

Sakura clutched a silver device on her pocket in anticipation, as she stared at Sasuke.

Sakura allowed herself to smile.

He had let his lips touch the pink fluffy sweets, and with one more calculating glance, enclosed his lips on a portion of the downy food Sakura liked so much.

Sakura giggled at his childish looks; his eyes were wide with wonder, making it a dominant feature for the candy covered the rest.

She watched as he contemplated for a minute, and then brought out the device with a swift motion.

'Click.'

His eyes went on her, inquiring… calculating.

She giggled.

'Click.'

He finally furrowed his eyebrows, removing the cotton candy from his face, and with a swift motion, he was already holding her close to him.

"What are you doing, Sa-ku-ra?" he asked sternly, eying her hands as it protectively hid the gadget on her pocket.

"Taking a picture of your cute face, Sa-su-ke." She said in an equally stern voice, with a tone of playfulness on its edge.

She gasped when their noses touched.

"That was naughty." He said with a smirk.

She smiled slyly. "Then I'd be nice."

His smirk became wider.

"Define nice, Sa-ku-ra." He whispered huskily.

"Well," Sakura started proudly, "Nice is being pleasant."

"We have the same definition, do you not know? But I have a different meaning to it." He said as he pulled away.

"I act pleasant when I'm the seme."

He studied his hands for a moment, and then raised his eyebrows at her. "Well, my little uke, I'll give you 5 minutes to run for your life."

"Eh?" she looked utterly confused, and then, she noticed his glowing eyes. She shuddered.

"5… 4… 3…" His sadistic smirk was present. It only meant one thing; she gasped in realization and tried to turn away. "2,1!"

Too late.

She squealed when his arms reached for her.

She run and run, with him following her lazily even though in the end, the little bubblegum haired lass was still caught by the naughty and nice little devil.

The devil grinned demonically at his catch, his sharp eyes swirling with crimson color. Running his tongue across his lower lip, he watched as Sakura firmly closed her eyes, a deep blush on her face.

And let your imagination play the rest.

OWARI.