stonemedusa:

natanije answered your question:
I’m really really tempted to start writing…

‘you’re that one emo ass neighbor i had for years but never talked with but what do you mean you’ve been in the police force for years????’ kind of thing? …i’m bad at making prompts sorry

Alright time to figuratively stretch my legs after not writing for nearly a year or more! Excuse the mess this is sure to be 😀

Sakura had always done her best to avoid her neighbor, the man looking much to sketchy for her to be comfortable with. From his long, often un-brushed hair (from the few times she saw him picking up his mail), to his near constant scowl and love of dark, stained t-shirts- even how he came and went (more like skulked) at all hours of the day and night… everything about him screamed ‘off’ to her.

And now, stuck in their apartments elevator with said man, Sakura did her best to glue herself to the wall and pray that maintenance fixed this mess up sooner rather than later.

“Miss Haruno correct?” the man finally spoke, his rumpled appearance and ample amounts of groceries taking up more space than she wished he would. “from the apartment next to mine?”

“Uhh, yeah, yeah that’s me. Sakura Haruno, nice to meet you…? I’m sorry, I never got your name?“ Somewhat embarrassed to admit it after living next to him for 4 years, she mumbled, her eyes doing their best to avoid his own curious ones.

“Officer Madara Uchiha. It’s nice to finally meet you miss Haruno, I apologize for my appearance, I’ve just gotten off a 48 hour shift and wanted to relax. It seems to be that way every time i do manage to run into you.” he sounded like he was pouting of all things as he said this, but Sakura was much to shocked by what he’d just told her.

“Wait, you’re a cop?!”

“Of a sort, is it really that shocking? I must have left a bad impression…”

“Wow. jeez, and here I though you sold drugs for 4 years!”

“…excuse me?”

“I said that out loud, didn’t I? Fuck.”