seven devils.: harunoshannaro: A mixture of embarrassment and somewhat pleasure...
“All you had to say.”
It never hurts to ask, or be frank. Curiosity did, after all, kill the cat, and only satisfaction would bring it back.
“I suppose I should leave you be, then.”
He walks forward, brushing past her shoulder-to-shoulder.
She froze at his words, the tone he spoke them in scrapped across her skin, leaving her feeling raw. They were mocking words, but not just that; challenging. Amused and knowing. Like he knew how it affected her.
Sakura watched with big eyes as he walked her way, and she didn’t move when his shoulder brushed against hers. He was past her- just barely past her- when she snapped.
“Sasuke-kun,” She called his name, and when she turned around all hints of the girl she once was were gone. Being around Sasuke always made her forget herself; made her feel like she was a child and stuck in the past. But she wasn’t a little girl anymore. “Stop teasing me.” She said quietly, her cheeks were still pink, but her voice wasn’t quivering anymore.
