Why aren't you a pretty lady? ♥

Three long days of travel didn’t ever leave Temari in the best of moods, but it wasn’t often she was quite this irritated with the whole thing. Being the Ambassador left much to be desired when forty percent of your life consisted of traveling between villages. At least she was almost there—she’d get to be of some use soon, now that she’d finally arrived.

Sasuke's eyebrows furrowed at the way he was greeted. He didn't even get a chance to introduce himself and already she was demanding about the whereabouts of another man. That wasn't a sign of a good start. Just keep it cool, Sasuke. You got this. He knew he had to win her over quickly. "Shikamaru? Who cares about him? It's just you and me now."

Oh gross, Deidara thought, an Uchiha.  However, a pretty flower was a pretty flower.