UCHIHA REVIVAL.

Sakura looked for the Garden Minestone soup, reading the ingredients. She nodded slowly, then looked at him. “It looks good to me,” she muttered, then looked down. “Would you like to share a Thai Iced Tea with me? I know you don’t like sweets, but maybe you could try it out?”

Sasuke gave a nod of agreement, before tucking his menu to the side of the table. With that he started gathering a few napkins for himself, setting them out neatly in-front of him. Afterwards, he glanced up at her and pushed the napkin dispensor into her direction. “Are you ready to order?”

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She suddenly realized what she was doing; she quickly darted her eyes to the menu, staring at the rice dishes and the soups–now wasn’t the time to appreciate life changes, it was time for food. Her stomach churned and growled as her green orbs glued onto the photos of the dishes , mouth watering just slightly. “Mm,” she stared at the soup section, eyeing the coconut soup with chicken. “Tom Kha Gai.” She looked back up at Sasuke curiously. “What will you get?”

 Sasuke lowered his menu. His dark orbs lifted to meet her own. “Hmm.” His index finger pressed against a picture of one of the soups, tapping at it a couple of times.. Garden Minestone soup. It looked boring compared to some of the other dishes but he decided due to the tomato based broth he should enjoy it. Not to mention all the vegetables would be good for him. “This looks fine.”

Sakura looked at him, eyes fixed on him. He was being awfully sweet, and it pulled the corners of her lips up into a small smile. “How about this–” she started, entering the restaurant as he held the door for her. “–I’ll pay if you don’t like it?” She said quickly, almost asking him.

  Sasuke gave a nod, with the intention of expressing his complete compliance. He thoroughly intended however to pay. Even if the Uchiha didn’t end up liking this, he could simply claim he did. It wouldn’t be a total lie regardless. He hadn’t got to spend much time with anyone since his return. Most seemed to avoid him or give him a blank stare. He pretty much only had team 7 like he always had. So now he could preserve these bonds. Make memories. Instead of destroying them. “Sure.”

“I’d laugh if you liked the food, Sasuke-kun.” She let out a small giggle. As the hostess came by, Sakura gave a polite smile, telling the hostess it was just the two of them. They followed the hostess to a booth next to a window. Sakura thanked the hostess as she sat down, eyes fixed on Sasuke. His eyes, skin, and body language seemed different. Maybe it was just him growing, maybe it was his politeness that threw her off, or maybe, just maybe, it was just because Sakura was hungry. Either way, Sakura’s admiration for Sasuke as a person grew; without Sakura’s knowledge, she had a bit of a strange smile on her face.

  Sasuke’s narrowed, and his lips pressed tightly together. A quizical expression on his face. That smile, her staring. However his expression quickly regressed back to stoic as he gave a small shrug and snatched up the menu. “What are you planning on having?” The Uchiha glanced over some of the dishes. He had eaten at a place similar to this during his redemption travels. It hadn’t been all that bad. He peeked up from the menu to offer her a brief, and faint smile. Though his eyes were soft and welcoming.

Sakura looked at him, eyes fixed on him. He was being awfully sweet, and it pulled the corners of her lips up into a small smile. “How about this–” she started, entering the restaurant as he held the door for her. “–I’ll pay if you don’t like it?” She said quickly, almost asking him.

  Sasuke gave a nod, with the intention of expressing his complete compliance. He thoroughly intended however to pay. Even if the Uchiha didn’t end up liking this, he could simply claim he did. It wouldn’t be a total lie regardless. He hadn’t got to spend much time with anyone since his return. Most seemed to avoid him or give him a blank stare. He pretty much only had team 7 like he always had. So now he could preserve these bonds. Make memories. Instead of destroying them. “Sure.”

“It’s okay, Sasuke-kun,” she shrugged, grinning; she began to gently tug on his arm, beginning to walk down the street. “There’s a really good Thai place down the block… We could get something savory or spicy.” She thought about the sweet Thai iced tea she’d been craving, biting her lip as her stomach growled and mouth watered.

He took note of her gentle tug and began to make way, his pace matched with her own. Sasuke couldn’t help but let out a quiet chuckle as her stomach let itself and her hunger be known. “Sure.” He gave a nod of his head. Thai, that could be satisfying and he was hungry as well. Though she seemed to be hungrier. 

She sheepishly smiled at Sasuke’s chuckle–her stomach must have been extra loud. She turned her head to face him, cheeks almost as pink as her hair. “Maybe I’m a little too hungry,” she said, turning her head back to cross the street; Soon enough, they were standing in front of a small restaurant–if nobody paid any attention, it might as well would have been a hole in the wall. “I hope you like it. My treat.”

"No I can pay.." Sasuke stated hurridly. He had been on quite a few high classed missions so he didn't mind paying for a meal. He brought himself forward to hold the door for her and give a sincere but faint smile. "After you."

“It’s okay, Sasuke-kun,” she shrugged, grinning; she began to gently tug on his arm, beginning to walk down the street. “There’s a really good Thai place down the block… We could get something savory or spicy.” She thought about the sweet Thai iced tea she’d been craving, biting her lip as her stomach growled and mouth watered.

He took note of her gentle tug and began to make way, his pace matched with her own. Sasuke couldn’t help but let out a quiet chuckle as her stomach let itself and her hunger be known. “Sure.” He gave a nod of his head. Thai, that could be satisfying and he was hungry as well. Though she seemed to be hungrier. 

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“Mm, we could get something else, if you’d like to,” she took a step forwards, reaching her hand out. “We could get actual food.”

Sasuke lowered his eyes to her hand, and nonchalantly took hold of it. “You wanted ice cream though..” He puttered out with the faintest of smiles. It was just like Sakura to be thinking of others. She must have remembered he wasn’t a fan of sweets.

“Maybe we could grab some ice cream,” she offered, a smile forming on her lips. “I haven’t had ice cream in a while.”

Sweets. He didn't outwardly object but he was not a fan. The least he could do was oblige. "Okay."