Sasuke closed the laptop with a resigned sigh and rested his chin in his hands. What had he been thinking, telling her where to find him? The only girl he could remember really interacting with had pinkish hair too, and she was downright obnoxious, always clinging to him and doing everything she could to get rid of the others so that he was stuck with her. What if Sakura proved to be the same as Karin...or worse?
It was a risk he had to take. After all, she was the one that wanted to enter enemy territory, not him, and as such, she would have to make the first move. Should worse come to worst, he could always take the ottsel's advice and pretend that he knew her.
At the sound of the soft knock, he pushed his chair back and stood up, careful to slip the sword he'd carried for as long as he could remember back into place between the bands of rope around his waist. If he opened that door and the girl dove at him, she would get to experience mild electrocution.
Steeling himself for what was to come, Sasuke took a deep breath and slowly opened the door, keeping as much of it between them as possible to avoid any chance of being mauled while still being able to see who was on the other side.