displeasure apparent upon whiskered features, yet only
incoherent grumbling slipped slipped past folds of flesh. although
reluctant, his feet moved into forceful strides,
compelling
to the
demands of the
only female member of their team.
“ but Sakura-chaaaaaan ~!! ”
came his child like whining, obviously not liking the divided
attention from the bubblegum haired lass. Always charmed
by the apathetic raven he deemed as rival.
And the thought itself somehow kinda irked him.
“ Why do we always have to deal with Teme’s crappy
mood swings anyway, ‘ttebayo?! We ain’t even his babysitter!! ”
