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Even though Sasuke drove like a bat out of hell, they were still running a bit later that Sakura was used to.
Sasuke was the kind of guy who was always on time… but it was always literally right on time.
Sakura, on the other hand, was the kind of person who liked to be early and was habitually at least 10 minutes early to everything.
So, when Sasuke pulled up to the front Konoha Clinic University, Sakura thought she was going to have a heart attack.
'Oh sweet baby Jesus, I only have five minutes to run across campus to class!'
Close to hyperventilating, Sakura leapt off the bike and quickly pulled the helmet off her head before tossing it vaguely at Sasuke.
"Bye!" She shouted over her shoulder, throwing her hand up in the air in place of a proper wave as she took off in a dead sprint towards her classroom.
Laughing loudly at the looks Sakura gathered from running, Sasuke shook his head in amusement as he revved his bike before peeling out of the parking lot and taking off down the street.
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Slowing down when her class neared, Sakura tried to regain her breath as she pulled out her phone and looked at the time.
'Three minutes, okay. I'm not late.'
Standing outside the door, Sakura quickly fixed her appearance as much as possible before taking in another deep breath to calm her nerves.
Bracing herself, she pushed open the door and wasn't surprised when the attention of everyone in her turned to her.
It really was the first time she ever came to class … not put together… and almost late for that matter.
She had made it a habit of always looking somewhat professional when she went to class, for the sake of her professors.
'At least I'll probably never see these people again' Sakura mused to herself.
Sighing and running a hand through her hair Sakura hurried over towards her seat in a desperate attempt to no longer be the center of attention.
Yet, as soon as she turned her back to the class to sit in the front, where she always sat, she groaned when whispers of –
"Which Uchiha is she dating?"
"Sasuke was number 56, wasn't he?"
"How the hell did she manage to get with an Uchiha?"
"She probably stole it."
- erupted all around her.
Ignoring the whispers, Sakura pulled out her phone when it vibrated and was surprised to get a text from Naruto.
"just got call frm Ino. She has ur car. Txt u info l8er. Say hi to teme. ;d"
Swearing loudly under her breath, because Ino would steal her car, Sakura shoved the phone back into her pocket as the professor entered with his arms laden with tests and answer sheets that he immediately started to hand out.
'Woopiee.' She thought to herself agitatedly.
"No talking, no texting, no phones, no cheating, no sex. Just do the damn test, you all know the drill," Mr. Takahiro grunted, causing the entire class to giggle and snicker before quieting down and focusing on the test.
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Two hours later, Sakura had finished two final exams and felt drained.
Not only had she had to deal with the exam, but she had to deal with whispers from practically everyone wondering how she 'hooked up with Sasuke' and 'how much she had to pay him'.
Was she really that ugly?
Running a hand through her hair, she sighed as she made her way to the front of the University where Sasuke had dropped her off.
Pulling out her phone, she pressed the 7 button 4 times expecting Sasuke to pop up, but she had no such luck.
Frowning, she went to her contact list and started to scroll down from the top until she reached 'THE boyfriend'.
Arching an eyebrow at the fact she didn't have a boyfriend, she snorted and called the number.
Sasuke picked up and she wasn't surprised.
"Can't you save your number like a normal person? It took me five minutes to find it."
Faintly, she could hear him laugh and it made her frown.
"Really Sasuke, you aren't my boyfriend. Oh, and I found out who was driving away with my car."
Sasuke grunted, "Hn. It was Ino."
"How'd you know?"
"Naruto."
"Oh. If he's been texting you too, why would he tell me to say hi to you?"
"Hn. He's the dobe. Look to your left," Sasuke instructed as he spotted her and Sakura did as she was told.
She saw him lounging against his bike again, and she waved as she started to walk towards him.
"So," Sakura drawled, still on the phone, "Can we make a quick stop at the store?"
She saw him nod, "I suppose that would be a good idea."
"Yeah, I really don't want to wear your clothes all week. No offense… People just look at me like I've just had sex."
He was full blown smirking now, and she quickened her pace to meet him as he tossed her a helmet and she shut her phone.
"You wouldn't see me complaining."
Sakura paused with putting the helmet on and looked at him confusedly, "What do you mean?"
He shrugged, "You wouldn't be wearing a bra."
Smacking his arm, Sakura tried to frown at him but couldn't help but giggle.
"God Sasuke, you can be such a pervert."
"Nothing wrong with that," he grunted as he swung onto his bike.
Getting on behind him, she didn't press up against his back like she had done before, now that she was aware that he was aware of her braless-ness.
It was awkward.
Yet, the moment Sasuke revved his bike and sped out of the parking lot, Sakura lost all feelings of being awkward as she clung to him tightly, letting out a squeal when he let go of one of the handlebars to pat her arm.
"Put your arm back and drive!" Sakura squealed.
Sasuke responded by lacing his fingers through hers and holding her hand.
"We're going to die," Sakura moaned.
She could feel him laughing at her. The bastard.
"I'm not going to let that happen, Sakura. Relax."
"How the hell can I relax when you're driving like a speed demonwith only one arm? We could CRASH and DIE."
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True to his word, he didn't let them die.
Sasuke slowed down so that he was doing something closer to the speed limit to compensate for his loss of an arm, but that did nothing to assuage any of Sakura's fears.
She had seen far too many bicycle deaths at the Clinic, and obviously, Sasuke needed some educating on that topic.
When he parked in front of Target, Sakura quickly hopped off of the bike and handed him helmet to lock away, eager to get as far away from the bike as possible.
She stood about twenty paces away from it, and Sasuke just rolled his eyes at her, following her at a more leisurely pace.
Grabbing her hand when he neared her, he laced their fingers together and was pleased when she flushed prettily. It wouldn't do if she decided she needed to walk twenty paces behind him the entire trip.
Looking at him oddly, Sakura arched an eyebrow at him in a 'uh-hello-what-are-you-doing?' gesture.
He looked at her out of the corner of his eye and smirked, "Am I making you uncomfortable?"
Rising up to the unspoken challenge, Sakura lifted up their entwined hands and kissed his thumb.
"Nope, not at all."
Laughing, she tugged him along and tried not to think too much about how it was nice holding his hand.
Or the fact that he was about to buy her clothes and… other stuff.
Glancing at him over her shoulder, she couldn't help but admiring him.
Sasuke looked badass, it was simple as that.
It was obvious that he came from a wealthier family, with his name brand clothing and aristocratically straight nose and pale complection.
Yet, he contrasted that image by wearing tight back jeans with a blue v-neck, a leather jacket, and Doc Martians.
It was sexy.
She, on the other hand, looked like a bum today. That, or as if she had just rolled out of bed after having crazy hate sex that morning and he had ripped up all of her clothes.
That – caused her to blush and Sasuke glanced down at her, briefly raising an eyebrow before grabbing a cart and pushing it with one arm.
Rolling her eyes and dismissing her blush, Sakura grabbed the cart from him and led Sasuke to the juniors department.
Heading towards the cheap t-shirts, she began looking for something cute while Sasuke wandered off to look at something else.
"What size are you?" he called.
Sakura shrugged, "Shirts – I'm a medium, shorts I'm a size 10."
Finding three shirts she liked that were 8 bucks each, she was surprised when Sasuke came back with the cart and random items of clothes thrown into it.
Grabbing the shirts from her, he threw them into the cart as well before pulling her to the lingerie section.
"What did you get Sasuke? I need some shorts too."
He glanced at her before fingering a lacy blue bra, "Clothes. And I grabbed some shorts."
"Should I be afraid?"
"No."
"Okay…"
"Bra size?"
"Sasuke, I can pick out my own bra."
He rolled his eyes at her exasperatedly, "Bra size."
Sighing loudly, Sakura put her hands on her hips, "What do you think?"
Assessing her, Sasuke shrugged, "34 C."
Sakura blanched, "That's creepy."
"I'm a knowledgeable man."
"I still think pervert fits better."
"It does, I suppose… but it scares off the women."
"Why did you put your number under boyfriend on my phone?" Sakura asked suddenly as she began to throw some panties into the cart when Sasuke was occupied in a different isle.
He shrugged, "To be different."
"Kudos to you then."
He smirked, "Need anything else?"
Sakura looked sheepish, "Um, shoes? Toothbrush? A razor would be lovely."
Sasuke nodded, and led the way, "You might as well move in with me."
"Oh really? Why."
"Just because."
Sakura bit her lip, "I really am sorry about intruding. I'll pay you back once Ino comes back and I can get into my house and get my wallet."
Sasuke shrugged, "You don't have to, and I can just threaten to keep everything."
"Why would you want to keep girl clothes?"
"You'll need them when you come over."
Laughing, but rolling her eyes, Sakura let the subject drop.
Sasuke was hot, but she wouldn't date him.
He was obviously rich, and Sakura generally steered clear from rich types.
They were statistically proven to be more prone to cheating.
That, and she found it hard to believe that Sasuke would ever be interested in dating her.
"Do you want any makeup?"
Sakura blushed, "Well, I'd like it… but I don't need it."
Sasuke rolled his eyes, "Go pick out what you want. It's not a problem."
"You sure?"
"Go Sakura."
With no further prodding, Sakura disappeared into the make up section, and Sasuke wandered around grabbing a backpack, girly shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and deodorant and other toiletries he assumed a girl would need before heading back and finding Sakura debating over foundations.
Putting the stuff she already collected into the cart, Sasuke glanced around and started grabbing some random eye-shadows and eyeliner before tossing them into the cart and heading towards chap stick.
Deciding on one, Sakura put it into the cart and was surprised to find more makeup than what she grabbed in there.
"Do you really think I'll need all of that?"
Sasuke shrugged, "Giving you options."
"Hm," she hummed, "Here I thought you were saying I was ugly."
Rolling his eyes, Sasuke grabbed her hand before leading the way to the checkout station before he noticed Sakura eyeing the purses.
"You'll need one of those too, I suppose," Sasuke grumbled, leading her towards them.
Sakura disappeared in between the isles, and he found her debating over two huge purses.
"Which one should I get?"
He shrugged, "Both."
"I can't use both, Sasuke."
He grabbed them from her and put them in the cart, "But you can switch them out."
Figuring that was a good enough reason, Sakura conceded.
"Sunglasses?" he asked, eyeing another display area beside the purses.
Sakura blushed at how transparent she was.
Leading the way over, Sakura giggled as she picked up a pair and put them on.
"How do I look?"
She heard Sasuke snort.
Looking into the mirror, Sakura laughed at the ridiculously bright yellow glasses she had put on.
They made her look like one of those eighty year old ladies still trying to be cool, who managed to look like bugs.
Taking them off, she grabbed another pair that she actually liked and put them on.
Turning around, she saw greeted by Sasuke wearing the same yellow glasses she had tried on.
Clutching at her belly, Sakura burst into giggles and Sasuke smirked, putting them down and reaching for a pair of aviator glasses.
Putting them on, he ran a hand through his hair and Sakura stopped laughing.
Oh wow.
"You should get those."
He glanced at her, and Sakura felt her mouth dry, "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
Smirking at her he nodded, and put them in the cart before reaching out and grabbing the ones Sakura was wearing.
"Those were cute, we'll get them."
Blushing at the compliment, Sakura nodded her agreement and didn't protest when he reached for her hand again before leading her to the checkout.
The elderly woman standing there smiled politely, "Hi, did you find everything you needed today?"
Sasuke smirked brilliantly, "We think so."
Glancing at Sakura, the woman blinked, causing her to flush prettily.
"Moving in with your boyfriend?" Ume, or at least that's what her name tag said, asked politely as she continued to scan items.
Pulling his wallet out of his back pocket, Sasuke nodded, "Something like that, yes."
"You two make a very cute couple. Newlyweds?"
Sakura shook her head in protest, "No, no we've just recently met each other."
At this, Ume sighed dramatically, "Ah, young love, its wonderful isn't it?"
Swiping his card and winking at Sakura, Sasuke nodded his agreement, "Pretty fantastic really."
Smacking Sasuke's arm, Sakura attempted to hide her blush while refusing to look at either Sasuke or Ume.
Mock pouting, Sasuke took her small hand in his own and finished paying before waving goodbye to Ume and pulling Sakura along behind him.
Once they were safely outside, Sakura gathered the nerve to look at Sasuke again.
"That was awkward."
"I thought it was rather funny."
"I'm surprised you didn't say we were married, and I was just in denial."
"That would have looked weird; besides, you were acting like the cute shy new girlfriend."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, and because you did I'm just going to keep you forever."
Recognizing his teasing tone, Sakura rolled her eyes and pinched his bicep, "I'd like to see you try."
Grinning wickedly, Sasuke stopped by his bike and pulled out the backpack and started shoving purchases in it.
"Shouldn't be to hard. You haven't seen me naked yet."
Gasping indignantly, Sasuke ignored her as she made a scene and instead focused on the task of making all her purchases fit.
"Next time I take you shopping I'll have to bring the car."
Sakura still looked indignant, "There won't be a next time!"
Sasuke rolled his eyes as he shoved her helmet on her head, "If you say so. We have to go grocery shopping tomorrow."
When they arrived back at Sasuke's apartment, Sakura plopped down on his couch with a groan, and buried her head into the blankets left over from that evening.
She was still rather embarrassed about what she decided to refer to as the 'target incident'.
"Did Naruto tell you anything more than Ino having my car?"
Faintly, she heard Sasuke grunt from some part of the flat.
"Care to repeat that?"
"No, he only said she had it."
It was at that moment that the cordless phone rang, and Sasuke quickly picked it up before disappearing back into a small closet like room again.
Sakura just groaned pathetically from her spot on the couch.
"What do you want Dobe."
'Hey, how's my Sakura-chan doing teme? You treating her right?'
"Hn."
'She nearby?'
"Ah."
'Oh well… whatever, what do you think of her?'
"Dobe."
'Fine, fine, I'll ask yes or no questions. Think she's hot?'
"Ah."
'Oh ho! Told you. Alright, um… think she's interested?'
"No idea."
'Oh, well. Whatever. You haven't been a pervert have you?'
"Hn. When needed."
'Teme! What did I tell you about scaring away the ladies?'
Sasuke ignored the question and continued sorting Sakura's clothes that needed to be washed, smirking when he came across the lingerie.
'Teme! Are you even listening to me?'
"Not really."
'Why the hell not?'
Sasuke sighed, "Sakura wants to know what's going on with her car."
'Oh! Yeah, Ino like took off in it with a group of guys I guess. They made it about halfway across the continent by the time they got sober. Something about an epic beach party? On the East Coast. Anyways… she said to tell Sakura-chan that she'd be back in about a week. But, Hina and I have to drive up there and pick her up."
"She's going to be pissed."
'Yeah, I realize that. Be nice though won't you? Sakura doesn't handle stress well."
"Hn. So I've gathered."
'And I swear to Kami-sama, if you knock Sakura-chan up I'll beat your face in."
"Hn."
"Sasuke?"
'Ohh, the lover is calling. I'll talk to you later."
"Hn."
Hanging up the phone, he left the small laundry room and found Sakura pathetically sprawled across his couch.
"Was that Naruto?"
"Hn. Ino took your car to some beach party."
"Oh. I'm not surprised."
"Across half the continent."
"The bitch is going to pay for my oil change," she grumbled.
Rolling her eyes, she moved her legs and Sasuke sat down.
"When is she going to be back?"
He shrugged, "About a week from now?"
"Well. Um…" she paused awkwardly.
"You'll stay here."
"Are you sure Sasuke-kun?"
Standing up and heading towards the kitchen, Sasuke smirked, "Really, I don't mind having a pretty girl living with me."
Swatting his arm, Sakura rolled her eyes and ignored his compliment, "What do you want for lunch? I'm cooking."
Shrugging, Sasuke walked over towards a desk that she never noticed near the large bay window, "Surprise me, Sakura."
Standing in the kitchen, Sakura decided that she really wanted to take the hoodie off. And, put a bra on.
"Sasuke, where are my clothes?"
"In the wash."
"Oh. Um, okay. Are there any shirts that aren't being washed right now? It's getting hot in just the hoodie."
She heard him shuffling around in the living room area while she found an apron in the cabinet, and was caught off guard when something hit her in the side of the head.
Catching the shirt before it hit the ground, Sakura glared at where Sasuke should have been, but she heard his laughter coming from the computer area and knew that he couldn't see her.
Glancing around the wall thoughtfully to see that Sasuke was otherwise occupied, she quickly pulled off the hoodie and traded it for the t-shirt.
It was exhilarating being half naked in the kitchen when there was a hot guy just a few feet away.
Pulling the apron on and tying it twice, Sakura grinned wickedly to herself before moving over towards the refrigerator to take stock of what he had.
She didn't know when he had moved, but when Sakura turned around to place food on the island counter where the bar stools were, she was surprised to find Sasuke lounging in the chairs and smirking at her.
"How long have you been there?"
"Long enough to catch your performance."
Stopping dead in her tracks, Sakura was alarmed yet tried to act cool as she asked him, "Oh, which one?"
"When you started singing 'Monster', and well," he grinned, "I'm sure you remember."
Placing his plate before him, Sakura rolled her eyes, "Oh shut up and eat."
When they had finished eating, Sasuke automatically began doing dishes and Sakura stared at him flabbergasted.
"I said I was going to wash dishes!"
Not even glancing up, Sasuke shrugged, "You snooze you lose."
Huffing, Sakura scrambled into the kitchen and grabbed a dish towel, quickly drying things as Sasuke washed them.
"When this is done, I've got some errands to run. You'll be fine on your own right?"
Looking down on her, Sasuke smirked as Sakura tried in vain to blow the bubble off that he placed on her nose.
"I'm a big girl Sasuke-kun, I can handle a couple hours alone."
Smirking, Sasuke shrugged, "Alright, just don't answer the door while I'm gone."
"Uh, okay. I wasn't planning to."
Pausing, she looked at him oddly, "Uh, why not though?"
Sasuke shrugged, "My neighbor is Naruto's uncle. He's a pervert in his sixties."
Shuddering, Sakura made a weird noise of distress in the back of her throat, "Ew. Okay, thanks."
"Hn."
Drying his hands on a towel, Sasuke glanced at Sakura as she tried to figure out where everything went.
"Just leave it on the drying rack for now; we'll put them away later."
She nodded.
"Your shampoo and other stuff we bought are on my bed. I moved some stuff in my closet and dresser so when the dryer beeps you can put them away."
"Thanks again, Sasuke-kun."
"Hn. Call me if you need anything while I'm out. I should be back in a few hours. I've got a business meeting downtown."
With that, Sasuke was gone and Sakura was left in a rather large and empty house.
She moved towards where he mentioned the laundry room would be and found the clothes were still drying.
Humming to herself softly, she turned on the T.V. for some background noise before heading back into his bedroom to sort through the bags.
Grabbing her toiletries she brought them into the bathroom with her, and began putting things away before she felt… something… shift in her lower pelvic area.
"Oh no."
Now was not the time to start her period.
Plopping herself on the toilet, Sakura groaned as she pulled out her phone and attempted to properly word a text to Sasuke.
"Damn it."
Not able to think of anything, she set the phone on the counter and began reading the labels of the bottles closest to her that she could reach.
Twenty minutes later, she couldn't take it anymore, and thus swallowed her pride and sent Sasuke a text.
To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
Sasuke, are you busy?
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Sitting in a large chair next to his father, Sasuke was bored.
Until he felt his phone vibrate.
Opening it discreetly, he smirked when he noticed it was Sakura.
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To: sexay sakura [;
From: THE Boyfriend
Depends. I'm in the middle of a meeting.
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To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
… Well, um. I need you to pick something up.
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To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
Oh? And that would be…
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To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
Tampons.
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To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
Oh, shit. Okay. Just, give me a sec to get out of this meeting.
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Nudging his fathers elbow, Sasuke sighed when his father turned his attention to him.
"My girlfriend is sick, and I need to pick up some medicine for her. Can I be excused early?"
His father narrowed his eyes, "It isn't that Karin girl is it?"
"No, her name is Sakura, and she's attending Konoha Clinic."
"A future doctor eh? Alright then. Your mother and I expect to meet her soon."
"Thursday?"
"I suppose. See you Thursday son."
"Hn."
Stepping outside of The Meeting Room, Sasuke sighed and ran a hand through his hair, mumbling various profanities under his breath and making his way towards the parking garage.
He had never had to buy a girl tampons before, since he generally didn't stay with them long enough to even get to that point.
And he technically only knew Sakura for what, three days?
But hell, if he didn't Naruto would kill him and he didn't know when she was going to be able to go home.
Settling on his bike, he revved the engine, and made his way towards the nearest convenient store.
Heading back towards the hygienic items, he knew just where he had to go because it was where he frequently avoided.
Looking over the various brands and hell, sizes, Sasuke felt overwhelmed and quickly sent a text to Sakura.
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To: sexay sakura [;
From: THE Boyfriend
What exactly do you need?
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To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
Playtext Gentle Glide, Regular.
… Or anything regular sized.
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To: sexay sakura [;
From: THE Boyfriend
Why in the hell would someone need a super super large tampon?
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To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
I honestly don't have a clue.
Thanks for putting that nasty image in my head.
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To: sexay sakura [;
From: THE Boyfriend
Smirk. Be back in ten. Unless you need anything else?
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To: THE Boyfriend
From: sexay sakura [;
Nope. I've had enough humiliation today.
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Grabbing three boxes of tampons that fit Sakura's specifications, Sasuke made his way towards the checkout and shifted uncomfortably at the fact it was Noriko.
I knew I shouldn't have banged her at that party.
Resigning himself to the torture, he made his way to the line and tried to ignore her surprise at seeing him again, buying tampons.
"Uh, hi Sasuke-san."
He inclined his head in her direction, briefly meeting her gaze while mumbling and acknowledgement, "Noriko."
Smiling prettily, she began to scan the items, "Are these for you?"
Scoffing, Sasuke rolled his eyes as he pulled out his wallet, "No, they're for my girlfriend."
"Do you really think she'll need three boxes?"
"I really don't want to have to buy more anytime soon," he deadpanned.
Cocking her head to the side prettily, Noriko's lips pulled tight, "So, when did you decide it wasn't against your morals to date?"
Sasuke shrugged, honestly just as confused as she was, "The hell if I know."
She seemed to understand then, and smiled at him genuinely, "Well, get your shit together Sasuke-san. No need to break some other poor girls heart too, eh?"
Snorting, Sasuke shook his head, "The Dobe would kill me first."
Walking out of the store, Sasuke ran his hand through his hair and sighed.
He really should stop lying about his relationship with Sakura. It was hard to tell whether she liked him like that or not and saying it so much was starting to make him think it was true.
Pushing thoughts of Sakura from his mind, he got onto his bike and let himself head home on auto pilot.
When he got back to the apartment, he quickly let himself in and began to look around for Sakura.
"Sakura?"
"In the bathroom!"
Standing before the door, Sasuke shifted his weight awkwardly before opening the door and letting himself in.
The sight he was greeted with quickly diffused the awkwardness of the situation.
Obviously, the hour she had been stuck sitting on the toilet, Sakura had gotten board and found a way to … amuse herself.
"I didn't realize condoms made balloons."
Sakura flushed prettily, "Um. Well, I've had some time on my hands and figured I'd test my hypothesis. They make pretty good water balloons too."
Snorting, Sasuke handed her the bag and began to quickly back out of the bathroom, attempting to ignore the giraffe condom-balloon animal floating in his sink.
"I'm not even going to ask how you know that," he teased as he shut the door behind him.
When she came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, Sakura was looking at him oddly.
"Do you really think I'll need three boxes of tampons?"
Sasuke seemed slightly embarrassed, "You never know."
"Uh huh," rolling her eyes, she kissed his cheek before settling down next to him on the couch to watch TV, "Thanks for buying them for me."
"Hn."
Despite sounding off put, he was smiling.
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authors note:
So, thirty-two days left till summer (including weekends), when I'll be able to update more frequently.
And, I'll find out tomorrow whether I'm Editor-in-Chief of my school's newspaper next year… So cross your fingers and wish me luck?
Until then, I'm considering looking for a beta. Anyone interested?
Reviews make me ridiculously happy. :]