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     Requested By sippingyourblood

     Charasuke is to sum it up, you take Sasuke and turn him into a playboy. Since he only appears once in the series (more like a movie I think) So I sorta picture him as a bully, I don't know. I just feel like he's the type like that. 

     Fun fact: Charasuke or alternate Sasuke uses his Sharingan to put his fangirls into a genjutsu where they have to date him. 

      "He's mine, whore!" a woman who wore revealing clothes and makeup that screamed fake stomped her feet towards you.

     Let's see, how did it come to this?

     Charasuke was just taking you out today to accompany you while grocery shopping. That situation turned into you receiving death glares from women who were his former flings. He gave your hand he held a tug, you turned to him. "Are you alright?"

     You gave a nod and went back to grocery shopping. You knew he had a streak with the ladies, but you never knew how bad it was back then until today. The urge to find a hole and crawl yourself into it was strong. Thank goodness you held your ground. Pulling out a list of the items you needed to purchase, you headed to the snack aisle. Yes, it's not healthy. But it's nice to have a treat from time to time. You picked a few cookies and chips, perhaps some healthy chips. When you turned around, your beloved was nowhere to be found. Many sailors and travelers are afraid of at least one of the seven seas, but they forgot to mention the eighth sea: the sea of people. That thought alone was enough to have you bolt to the next area, which was healthy ointments.

     Just essential oil would do. They say lavenders are great to calm the mind, so you got that. Dealing with people sounds exhausting, it was never your forte. You almost had to stifle a laugh when you spotted a condom in the healthy ointments section. No, not almost - you had to.

     At the cashier, the worker scanned the items while your eyes scanned your surroundings trying to find your lover. He was there, but he seemed a little occupied with the ladies. The worry for him leaving you was present, though with enough reassurance it's now absent, with no hope of it resurfacing.

     "He's mine, whore!"

     Oh, right. Now we're on the same page.

     Charasuke wasn't even there when the fight started. A woman in revealing clothes marched towards you and began talking shit. Charasuke spotted both you and the woman and immediately went your way. He hated the idea of you getting hurt, so he has always tried to diffuse any situations where you might end up in a fight. Luckily for you, the dear boyfriend wasn't around to get in the way of your fight this time. It wasn't even your fault. That woman should have known better to talk shit.

     Words soon died in his throat when you side-stepped a punch, grabbing one of the woman's arm and twisting it to an uncomfortable position. The woman let out a shriek as she engaged the self-defense techniques of a toddler. She reached for your hair but was pulled back by a punch to the gut.

     Your lover was quick to be by your side, watched with wide eyes as he marveled at your skill. He knew you were strong, he just never knew the true extent of it. You placed a heel on top of the woman's skull, dirtying her hair and most likely ruining the makeup she wore that day. With her arm still up in the air held by yourself that was aswell broken, you let go of it letting it hit the ground, hard.

     Wringing out your skirt, you looped your arm around Charasuke's, "Are you ready to go?"

     Left speechless, he was freaking out. Marveling at your skill before you both strolled out of the grocery store with a bag of groceries in your other hand. You two stopped right by the entrance, made sure the woman who still laid on the floor was watching, before planting a kiss on your beloved's lips. You pulled apart, and with a hand on your tilted hip, you continued. "If he were yours,  sweetie. I would never be able to do that now, would I?"

     The woman on the floor let out an ear-piercing shriek while you and Charasuke walked out of the store. He later checked if you were fine, despite your opponent was not able to land a single hit on you.

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