A quick SasoSaku drabbles for toasting Stephen Fry's glorious birthday.

Happy Birthday, Stephen Fry. Toasts

Oh~ I've just noticed that this one is the chapter11. How splended as 11 is my favourite number other than3. *heart*

I'll add another drabble when I completed it. (I've got a skit for this drabble already)

1. Entertainment

Sakura popped another Cheese and Onion crisps in her mouth. Her eyes had been glued to the screen for more than 2 hours and her body hadn't even moved one inch on the comfortable cream leather sofa.

A red haired man sat next sighed, occasionally glancing at his Sakura.

" Care to tell me exactly how long you're planning to wither yourself away with something trivial like this, Little Girl? "

" Whole night of course. Why do you mean wasting? Today is the significant day on entire earth. Stephen Fry's birthday! "

She picked up a pile of dvds with ever contended sigh.

"I've got A Bit of Fry and Laurie box set, Jeeves and Wooster box set still to watch, you know and-"

" Believe me if you ever try to watch "Wilde" or any homosexual related materials, I'll destroy this whole village. "

" Gr... Fine. So, would you care to tell me if you have got anything more require for the sake of my beloved village? "

Sakura droned sarcastically.

Sasori nodded affirmatively.

" I must add that we should have a proper dinner, forgetting a while this GLORIOUS day or you'll truly get shrunk yourself more than now... It would be such a shame if perfectly, modestly round- shaped bosoms are spoilt "

She huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Oh why oh why have to be you popping out when I wanna a mature, intelligent guy like Stephen Fry? "

"Well I can entertain you at least. "

"No thanks, I'm not into puppet art. "

" I haven't mentioned anything about my puppets. I'm capable of many things, Little Girl."

" Then what? "

" With my another artistic tool... "

Sasori's hands grasped her rose petal hair gingerly.

Sakura stared at his eyes, glinting with some unknown reason which she was sure it wasn't because of tv screen.

"Eh? I haven't known you're into another art other than puppet-"

Her words was stuck inside of mouth as warm and utterly delectrable lips crashed into hers.

Sakura's eyes were widened as he pushed her body roughly, straddling on her. Sasori whispered sensually, the mortified face of his beloved, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.

" Welcome to the world of true Entertainment, My Little Girl. "