#fmg stuff

Up ahead, Sasuke stood with Team Taka, watching as a very pregnant Karin leaned over a fruit stand and picked through a bushel of apples. The Uchiha stood with his arms crossed, silent even as Suigetsu chattered away happily at him. 

Typical Sasuke. 

She frowned back at Deidara. “Why do you want to try to make him jealous?” She asked. He had a girlfriend, after all. Surely seeing Sakura hold someone else’s hand wouldn’t even make him blink. 

“Trust me, hm. I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”  Deidara extended his hand out to the side, an open invitation for her to take it. After a moment’s contemplation, she decided to go for it. Her fingers intertwined with his and instantly her body warmed.

Particularly her face. 

She glanced away to hide the blush that raged across her cheeks. Judging by Deidara’s soft chuckle, however, the effort was in vain. She puffed at him but turned back to her browsing, referencing her shopping list as she went along.

“Okay, so we need... cucumbers, onions, garlic, tomatoes--”

“Sakura?”

The deep voice brought her eyes up, searching for the one who spoke. Sasuke stood on the edge of the crowd, a mere ten feet from her and Deidara. Team Taka stood some ways off, and Karin didn’t seem all too pleased with Sasuke speaking to her. His dark eyes dropped from her face to where her hand was intertwined with Deidara’s. 

The blonde squeezed her hand, drawing her attention to him. He smirked down at her and cocked a brow as if to say ‘I told you so.’ Sakura frowned in return and returned to her attention back to her former teammate. 

Sasuke’s gaze was narrowed into a dark glare at Deidara, but it only made the blonde smirk wider. She could practically see the electricity arcing between them. Sakura settled her hand on her hip and settled her lips into a firm line. “Can I help you with something, Sasuke-kun?”

His eyes darted back to her as if suddenly remembering that she was there. He stared for a moment before sneering in disgust, “You’re dating him?” 

She nodded sharply. “Yep. Living with him too. What’s it matter to you?” 

He responded with a soft ‘tch,’ “I thought you had better taste than that, Sakura. I can’t believe you’d lower yourself to filth like him.”

Sakura wrenched her hand from Deidara’s and marched to jab a finger into Sasuke’s chest. “Listen, buster, my love life is none of your goddamn business. You don’t see me lecturing you about the nasty-piece of work that you’re with, now do you? You had the chance to decide who I was with, and you lost it. Now get the hell out of my space and go back to your baby momma. I don’t want to see your face for a long time.”