"Oi, look away if you know what's good for you!" Sakura sighed at Yosuga's words. A tired Yosuga scowled, crouching down and blocking the view of Sakura's legs from a couple pervy teenagers. "These are my legs! This is my person!" She growled. Sakura rubbed her face with a drained smile.
"Jeez, you overreact too much..." She chuckled. The girls were currently in a deathly hot airport, waiting to get on their delayed flight at four in the morning after a two hour layover. They'd been up since eight yesterday in order to get to the airport on time, and with Sakura's fear of flights, neither could catch a wink of sleep on the ten hour flight.
"Why'd you have to wear such short shorts... Now everyone is looking at you." Yosuga grumbled, rubbing her eyes.
"It's hot, Yosuga." Sakura laughed. "I'm surprised you're not half way to hell in those sweat pants."
"It's only hot when I think about it. Besides..." Yosuga took out a lollipop and stuck it in her mouth. Sakura raised an eyebrow, prompting her to finish her statement. "It's not nearly as hot as you."
"Stop it." Sakura mumbled, blushing as she gave Yosuga a small shove. Yosuga laughed at her bashfulness and gave her a kiss on the cheek, putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Gross! You two are going to hell!" A disgusted old lady shriek. Yosuga and Sakura lazily raised an eyebrow at her, their faces turning blank.
"Good." Yosuga continued to suck on her lollipop.
"We're satanists." Sakura drawled as they stared at the lady. The old lady let out a gasp in horror and quickly walked away. When she was out of sight, Sakura sighed.
"That comeback is getting old. We should make a new one."
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Titanium
FanfictionOneshots of Yosuga pairings 'cause she gets around and I'm trash for all of them.
