Konoha High I : The Dating Game

The Date Part II

his is going to be a long date, Sakura thought to herself, sighing.

"Aw, did I make Sakura-chan mad at me again?" commented Sasuke teasingly, smirking at her.

A few minutes later, the busty waitress returned from who knows where, giving the young pair a vaguely sincere smile. She lifted her notepad, her pen ready to write.

"So, what would you two like to have?"

Sakura's emerald green eyes scanned over the menu. Mm, so many good choices...

Who would've thought that he'd take us to an Italian restaurant? her inner self stated.

Sakura shrugged, turning her attention towards the waitress. "I'll have a plate of spaghetti, please."

Sasuke chuckled at her order. "How about a plate of spaghetti for two with a long connecting noodle that we both just so happen to get?" he asked, moving his eyebrows suggestively.

"In your dreams," Sakura retorted back at him, sending an apologetic smile towards the waitress for his arrogance.

"Dreams come true," the raven-haired man rejoined, his infamous Uchiha smirk plastered on his handsome face. "Plate of spaghetti for me too, thanks."

The waitress scribbled down the orders, taking Sasuke's and Sakura's menus out of their hands and heading off to serve another couple.

Sakura rolled her eyes playfully at his order, shaking her head from side to side. Sasuke grinned at her actions.

"Now do you regret going out with me?"

"Yeah," she replied after smiling at him childishly, sticking out her tongue at him. Sasuke chuckled lightly at her immature antics.

"So, do you always steal stuff from Itachi-san?" Sakura asked him, setting her silverware on top of her napkin neatly as she idly started conversation.

Sasuke shrugged at her question, "From time to time."

Sakura looked at him curiously, "Doesn't he notice?"

The Uchiha quirked an eyebrow at her questions. "He doesn't care. He can get whatever I steal from him again, and probably in a better model, in a heartbeat anyway. Why?"

Sakura looked down with a shrug. "Just curious, I guess." Sasuke cocked his head to the side before the blossom-haired girl asked, "What time is it?"

Positioning his arm out in front of him, onyx orbs glanced down at the watch latched on his wrist. "8:43, why? Where are you off to, Cinderella?"

Sakura laughed, "Nowhere, I'm just wondering. I don't want my parents worrying if I'm out too late."

Sasuke nodded in understanding and smirked at her.

A few minutes later their food arrived as the middle-aged waitress placed two plates of spaghetti in front of the two teenagers.

"Two plates of spaghetti," she spoke, repeating their orders, adding two glasses of water in front of them. Sakura licked her lips at the delicious looking food in front of her, breathing the scent of the tomato sauce through her nostrils heavenly before thanking the stewardess. The woman smiled down at the playgirl.

"You know, I don't mean to butt into your personal lives, but you two make the most adorable couple," the middle-aged lady stated before adding a coy wink. "Reminds me of my husband and I."

Sakura blushed whilst Sasuke leered at the comment.

"We do, don't we?" he replied smoothly, pointing his smirk from the waitress towards his date's direction. The server smiled at the two before taking her leave.