A/N: So, I'm trying something new. I have this weird love for writing oneshots and drabbles, and I found a prompt site on LiveJournal (called Prompt A Day) and this is the spawn of that idea. Multiple pairings, crack, some Character-Centric, all genres. There will probably be nothing rated M, and if there is, it's for language or innuendo. So, without further ado, I give you the first of many oneshots/drabbles.

Disclaimer: I do not Naruto. This disclaimer is for the ENTIRE THING. Don't give me crap for not putting it up for every little thing. It's way too troublesome.

Prompt: Searching

Pairing: Sasuke x Sakura

Rating: K+

Genre: Romance/Humor

If there was one thing Sakura Haruno hated, it was not being able to find things. As a consequence of this pet peeve, her apartment was flawlessly clean and organized.

Usually.

However, her boyfriend did not share the same views on cleanliness as she did. Oh sure, he showered and did the dishes occasionally. But he refused to pick his clothes off the floor, and sometimes Sakura's clothes got mixed in with his when the laundry was in the process of being done. This resulted in her not being able to find her clothes, which made her, more often than not, mad.

When Sakura Haruno is mad, you better run.

Sighing, she looked down at floor, or what she could she see of it. Several pairs of socks, some washed and some not, a mountain of dark blue shirts with red and white fans on them, and lastly, a pair of tomato print boxers. How come he had so many clothes? She was a girl, and not even she had this much. Hell, not even Ino had as many clothes as her boyfriend did.

Nudging a white undershirt with a giant ramen stain on it (wonder how that got there…) and sliding off the bed, Sakura started to search furiously for her clothes, namely her trademark red shirt. Throwing items that weren't red haphazardly in any direction she pleased, she tugged at her hair and stifled a scream when the floor was clean and her shirt was still missing.

"Hn."

Used to the greeting, Sakura looked up from the floor to see her shirtless boyfriend, half of his face covered in shaving cream and holding a red towel in his hand. Said towel was also covered in shaving cream and probably had lots of Sasuke's facial hair on it.

"Sasuke-kun?"

"Hn?"

"Where did you find that towel?" Sakura asked, tone going from sweet to evil in seconds. Sasuke gulped. He had experiences with The Voice, and none of them turned out well.

"On top of the dryer." He refused to be intimidated, dammit!

"Did it never occur to that it was not a towel and that now I have nothing to wear? Of course, I could always go work like this… I'm sure that Kiba wouldn't mind."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"I said no. I will wash it again."

"Now?"

"Now."

Sakura grinned. "And while you're at it, would you throw in all your stuff too?"

She always did find a way to get out of her chores.

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