Wildest Dreams (Sasusaku fic)

Chapter 24

There wouldn't be another selfish bitch than I am. Like legit. I've been reading too much fanfics that I forgot I'm also a writer of one. Holy fuck. I'm sorry again //bows

Oh and read the author note at the end.(not that important...but meh) Thanks!

The pinkette was roaming around the base, looking for a certain raven with an irritated and rather, flushed expression.

Apparently, that guy had the guts to show up in her room, knocked the door and had disturbed her reading time.

She shook her head once more as she bit her bottom lip when she remembered what had happen and how she was now searching for him.

You'd think she would appreciate that type of disturbance?

Fuck no.

Hell no.

Shitty no.

Bitchy no.

Mother ape ass no.

Even if someone was almost dying, no one should ever disturb Sakura in a manner that Sasuke had potray.

30 minutes before her quest, she had indulged in a book that Kisams had recommended to her lots of times before that it was really getting on her nerves.

She knew that Kisame would forever bug her unless she would want to take upon his bidding. Not that she wouldn't take the offer  because she wouldn't pass on some good reading material much less than the ones being recommended. She was just busy back then that reading a book properly was kinda hard.

Anyways, back to point.

The pinkette was reading a romance genre book (she wondered how Kisame took a liking to this book). The book had totally let her indulge and feel the story. Her head was running out and imagining scenes that were described in the book. Her interest were definitely sparked as she passed each chapter. As she flipped the pages one by one.

It was an enjoyable one.

The book was a typical romance story. The girl was in love with this one guy, but he took her for granted, left her alone, she moved on, but then he came back when she was finally over him.

A totally cliche story. But why did it seem so familiar?

And now she was questioning Kisame's motive. She would never peg the fish to be someone to actually find romance genred books to his liking. He was one of those people who does things with something to underline it. A hidden motive. She was questioning it of course.

Seemingly because, when did Sakura became someone who loves romance books?

Why did her recommended it anyways?

She had those thoughts but just shrugged it off.

A series of knocks was heard and she looked up from the book to stare at the door,trying to guess who would it be and what reason would bring them on her door steps when she specifically told them not to bother her today.

Whoever it is, they will regret having to disturb her.

She took a pen and had set it on the page she was reading before setting it down.

"This better be imporant" she mumbled as she walked slowly to her door and reached the doorknob.

The door was wide open and a certain raven was staring at her with an unreadable expression.

She rose her brows and stared at the guy in front of her with boredom.

"I just realised your hair resembles too much of a duck butt. You sure your mother didn't eat that much ducks when she was pregnant?"