Title: More than a Pretty Face
Prompt: Lessons Learned
Summary: The citizens of Konoha learned that Sakura Haruno was more than just a pretty face. And Sasuke? Sasuke learned never to mess with his angry girlfriend.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Rating: T
"A bar?" He echoed.
"Yes Sasuke, a bar. Do I need to repeat everything for you?"
Sasuke sat on the sofa, deep in thought. On one hand, he had just gotten home, was extremely tired and wanted nothing more than a nap. On the other hand…
"Sasuke, I'm going with or without you."
His head snapped up. Sakura? With a bunch of drunk men? In that tight tank top and short skirt?
"I'm coming." He grumbled as he stood up to follow his girlfriend.
"Isn't this great?"
Sakura laughed, waving her drink around and dancing to the beat playing in the background. Sasuke sighed, leaning against the bar. After a grueling mission, he didn't feel like dancing. All he wanted was a nap.
"Awww…come on Sasuke. Lighten up. Have some fun. Please? For me?" And Sakura sidled up to him, delicately placing her lithe arm on his muscular one and batting her eyelashes. She smirked as he grumbled in defeat.
"Hey baby, wanna show me some of your moves?"
An obviously drunk man approached the pair, seemingly oblivious to Sasuke's murderous presence. The goons behind him sniggered as Sakura rolled her eyes in annoyance. Sasuke, on the other hand, pulled her closer to him possessively and gave the men his best 'you-are-so-dead-if-you-even-dare-touch-my-girlfri end' glare. Normally, boys would've scampered away in fright at the Uchiha's death stare, but these men seemed so drunk they hardly noticed.
"Babe, come on! Don't ya wanna dance with me? I promise, it'll be worth your while darlin'."
Sasuke could see that his girlfriend was starting to lose her patience, and quite frankly, so was he. He followed her gladly as she set down her drink and pulled him away from the drunkards as started to head out of the bar.
"Aw, come on sweetheart, don't leave now! We were just havin' fun weren't we?"
Slap.
Sasuke and Sakura froze, the same thought running through their minds at the exact same instant. Did that man just slap her butt?
Sasuke's Mangekyo Sharingan immediately activated, his pupils transforming into ellipses. His mouth turned into a sadistic smile as he imagined all the torturous things he would do to the men and his goons. When he turned around, he saw a sight he wasn't expecting.
Sakura had beat him to it.
She stood in front of them, chakra scalpels in hand. Before Sasuke could even blink, she had slashed down both his arms, leaving them limp. Then she grabbed the man by the shoulders and delivered a crushing blow to the groin with her knee, a blow that had probably been strengthened with chakra. Sasuke cringed as the man crumpled to the ground, almost, almost feeling the slightest hint of pity for him. He'd seen firsthand what Sakura's punches had done to solid ground and the fact that the man had just taken a chakra-enhanced blow to the groin…well…ouch.
Sakura turned her murderous glare onto the other men who suddenly seemed to sober up after seeing what just happened to their leader. They all trembled in fear as she clenched her fists.
"You wanna be next?"
At those four words, all the men scrambled out the door and out of the bar in fear, leaving their crumpled leader behind them. The kunoichi then turned to Sasuke with a smile so radiant that if Sasuke didn't know any better, he'd think that she'd just finished shopping for flowers instead of beating up a man so badly that he couldn't move. He silently gulped as she took his hand and they headed out of the bar.
On that night, the citizens of Konoha learned that Sakura was more than just a pretty face. And Sasuke? Sasuke learned to never ever mess with his girlfriend – especially when she's angry.