Day Ten Fuck the Police

[A/n: got this idea after watching the "slow mo guys" make a video about smashing spray paint cans with like a sledge hammer and axes… gave me an idea for this. Seriously watch that video it's awesome! ALSO I wrote this 2 weeks ago… before the mods decided to change it due to the fact that 'fuck the police' has ties to a lot of bad shit… AND I KNOW THIS I've known this for a while. So they changed it to Haters gonna hate but said we didn't have to change all of our work… good cause I'm still using it… have an issue with it PM me.]

Summary: Sakura is a street artist; she's been tagging her works of droughts and cartoon dicks around the city for months. Her tag is a cherry blossom and the police ever annoyed with her antics have finally tracked her down.

Sasuke didn't get it, there was no way she was the person doing this, besides being just about his age of mid-twenties, girls usually didn't do this kind of a thing. Nevertheless it was a girl with pink hair, green eyes, and stunning figure… he shook his head dismissing the thought. He'd caught her tagging a work she'd been doing, and she didn't even fight it, she didn't run, she didn't say a single thing until they got to the station. Then, she ran her mouth just a bit and now he was having her sit in the interrogation room. He sighed taking her file and walked into the room placing a bottle of water in front of her.

"Haruno Sakura correct?" he asked and she only nodded looking at him through her thick black lashes. "You're confessing to those pictures around town correct."

"Yup." She smirked and sounded all too cocky about it he scowled back.

"Why did you do that?" he asked and she giggled, he was shocked by the sound.

"Simple, to get your attention… you're a cop… most of you like donuts and a bunch of you are generally dicks, seemed like a nice fit." She smirked and he put the file on the table pinching his nose with his fingers, she was going to be a headache.

"You vandalized private property…" he sighed and she made a tutting sound

"I created some art on decrepit looking places with a single purpose, the buildings which house squatters, druggies, and are unsafe are now being looked at." She leaned towards him on the table "Unsafe buildings are being torn down, rehab programs and shelters are being talked about… I like to think all I've done is fix a problem no one was looking at." She leaned back again. Sasuke was right, she was going to be a headache because she was right in her own sense, and those buildings had been problems for years owned by the bank or no one at all…

"Look, even if your intentions were valid that's not the proper way to go about things," he started leaning on his elbows "If you don't like what they are being used for go to city council and appeal them, don't spray paint a dick with donuts for balls! Or having the dick penetrating a donut…!" at that she busted out laughing and he glared before he had to fight the smile that almost wanted to creep on his face.

"Oh come on… Sasuke right?" she asked and he nodded "It's funny! It's not hurting anyone, I mean it literally is a 'fuck the police thing' it makes people laugh, the newscasters can't even talk about it without smiling, it's not like I made them anatomically correct!" he threw her hands up and he let out a long sigh

"What do you do for a living?" he asked and she smirked

"Vet." His mouth hung open and his brow rose

"You're a vet… you've got to be fucking kidding me…" he leaned back in his chair again. She giggled again. "You fix animals… what clinic?" he asked and she told him and he rubbed his hands over his face.

"I'm a vet, not a rapist, not a serial killer, and not a murderer, I did something funny and fixed a fucking problem so just go ahead and fine me so I can go home… I have a litter of puppies to bring into the world tomorrow."

"Your boss will find out…"

"My boss won't care." She shrugged and he gave her a look so she went on. "I own the clinic smarty pants." He groaned and stood up.

"Stay here…" he sighed and left filling out the paper work.

He couldn't be too mad at her, she was right… she hadn't' been hurting anyone and was helping to fix a problem that was in fact plaguing the city. He wrote her a ticket and walked back into the room where she was sitting on the table waiting for him to come back.

"Off." He commanded and she rolled her eyes before complying. He handed her the ticket and she signed it easily. "Come on, I'll take you home." He said and she hopped up from her chair following him out of the station.

"Do you have any pets?" she asked as she rode, next to him in the cruiser he shook his head. "You should get one."

"No."

"Oh come on I could see you as a cat person…"

"No…"

"Yeah defiantly a cat person…" she said and he got to her listed address. "Come on… let me invite you in for a drink… least I can do after just wasting your time…" she picked at her jacket and he sighed

"Fine…" it wasn't against the rules, the case was done and over he could have a drink in her apartment if he wanted. "You have pets don't you…" he narrowed his eyes as he followed her up the steps and looked back and gave him a cheeky grin.

She unlocked the door and turned on the lights, slipping off her shoes as a dog came to greet her happily and a cat hung in the background.

"Sasuke meet Tripod the dog, and over there is Helen the cat…" she started taking off her jacket and letting the dog out giving the cat a pet. Sasuke noticed that the dog was in fact missing a front leg and as he walked towards the cat, it had no eyes.

"You've got to be shitting me… you have special needs animals, you're a vet, and you are a vigilante…" he sat down at the bar listing to her laughter as she darted down the hall and what he assumed was her room. She came out a few moments later in shorts and a tank top, now he could see more of her pale skin exposed. She grabbed a bottle from the fridge and two glasses pouring one for them both.

"Cheers?" she asked

"To no more spray painting…." She sighed, and debated it before clinking her glass with his own, and taking a sip.

"I won't do it anymore it's no fun when you get caught."

"Oh yeah cause that's the problem…" he chuckled and took a sip of his drink. It was late he should be going home, but he stayed for a few hours listened to her talk about her life and other things. She was actually pleasant to be around. Tripod wanted to be pet so they went out in the backyard and threw a ball, such a domestic thing made him smile. Helen wouldn't step outside and he learned that they were both left outside her clinic in the middle of the night so she decided to take them in.

"This was actually… not bad…" he started and she laughed he gave her his card and left.

Months passed, they started dating, he adopted a cat, and though it wasn't special needs it was an older shelter cat.

A couple of years passed and they got engaged, everyone at the precinct thought it was the funniest thing they'd seen. Sasuke became a K9 handler and they moved in together, all the animals getting along fine.

Another few years passed and they got married, on their honeymoon she was straddling his waist only in her bra and panties, she leaned down and kissed along his neck before whispering in his ear,

"Fuck the police." He laughed openly and fully laughed as did she until of course he changed her positions and made she she'd get what she wanted.

[A/n: There we go! I kinda liked it, thought it was a little funny and a little cute. I have a special needs dog he has a disease called addision's and what that basically means is he has no adrenal glands so he can't regulate stress well. I also had a special needs cat before he passed away. I'm also a ski patrol dog handler (not with my dog though).]