Prompt: Fantasy
Sachiko glanced over at Sasuke and blinked her blue-grey eyes, trying to get used to the new appearence of her childhood playmate. "I feel like I'm in a bad fantasy romance novel," she murmured under her breath as she walked over to better examine him. Her small hand reached up and touched the nubs of forming horns. She gave a tiny smile. "Well, you do look good."
Sasuke gave a small wry grin. "Well, you did call me a fire-breathing dragon when we were kids," he pointed out. He chuckled softly and pulled her close to him, nuzzling her neck.
"I didn't mean it literally," she protested. It had been a joke while the two were growing up since he always seemed to master the fire chakra jutsus easily.
"I know, I know," he said. "Believe me, I'm as surprised as you are since Dad never hinted about this being in the tree."
"Can we yell at him?" she asked.
"Hm.. I think we hid the ketchup," he playfully mused.
Sachiko shoved him. "You're horrid."
Sasuke laughed. "Probably should. Especially since he hasn't been forthcoming in telling me what kind of dragon I am."
Sasuke gave a small wry grin. "Well, you did call me a fire-breathing dragon when we were kids," he pointed out. He chuckled softly and pulled her close to him, nuzzling her neck.
"I didn't mean it literally," she protested. It had been a joke while the two were growing up since he always seemed to master the fire chakra jutsus easily.
"I know, I know," he said. "Believe me, I'm as surprised as you are since Dad never hinted about this being in the tree."
"Can we yell at him?" she asked.
"Hm.. I think we hid the ketchup," he playfully mused.
Sachiko shoved him. "You're horrid."
Sasuke laughed. "Probably should. Especially since he hasn't been forthcoming in telling me what kind of dragon I am."