Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Or Ino. Or Tenten. Or Kiba. Let alone anything else created by Masashi Kishimoto.

Note on the fic: Let's start with Sasuke and Itachi! This is set before the timeskip, just so you know. Before Sasuke killed Itachi. Before all that angsty stuff happened. Before I almost cried when I read that chapter. Before…you get the idea.

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Gifts. Good ones often come in small packages. Little packages wrapped in brown paper-just like the one Uchiha Itachi had in his hands. It was around eleven o' clock in Konoha, and the missing nin was on the porch of his old home. He set the package in front of the door, slid back the wooden panel leading inside the living room, and quietly walked up the stairs his old bedroom.

Creeaak…

Itachi stopped. Had his brother heard the door? He paused, and listened for movement. All he heard was a slight grumble, and the sound of the room's inhabitant shifting a bit. Then came silence. The elder slipped inside the room, and sat on the very edge of the bed. There he was, almost thirteen, Uchiha Sasuke.

'He looks so peaceful when he's not trying to kill me…' Itachi smiled as he looked down at his second-to-last surviving relative. 'I wish things could be like they used to…well, anyway, it's nice to see you again Sasuke. I can tell you're doing well as a ninja-I just know it. Kami, you're growing up so fast...Mother and Father would be so proud if they were here...happy birthday, and good luck in all you do, little brother. Until we meet again.'

He brushed a stray hair from Sasuke's face, stood up, and silently walked out the door - within a minute, Itachi was out of the house, on the streets of Konoha once more.

Sasuke awoke to the sound of his alarm's nasal buzz. He quickly slapped the snooze button, and turned the annoying device off.

"Oh great. July twenty third, here I come." He stretched, put on his clothes, and went down wash up and get some breakfast - cereal. When he finished, he double checked that he had everything necessary for the day: Extra kunai just in case any girls decided to hug him, his forehead protector, his bag…yes, he had all he needed. Sasuke slid open the door, and almost didn't notice the mysterious package wrapped in brown paper at his feet. He picked it up, shook it a bit, sniffed it, and looked at it in the light before confirming that it was safe to open. He peeled of the tape that sealed it and slid it's contents into his hand.

A recipe book. And a homemade one by the looks of it - everything was handwritten and bound with string. Sasuke opened the book and soon came to realize that every recipe called for tomatoes, his favorite food. Who was this from? Ino? Sakura? Some other girl? No, they never could have known…Sasuke was secretive about his liking of the red fruit. He recalled that the only person alive who knew was…

Itachi.

Sasuke shook his head. Tch, Itachi would be the last person in the universe to give him a present. It had to be someone else who found out…he had to find out who this mysterious recipe book deliverer was…

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Man, I had so much fun writing this oneshot! Even though it was kinda short, I hope you liked it. I most likely won't update this collection regularly, but I promise I will every time I have a chapter finished! I would also love critiques and reviews. I love them, even though I don't have any yet~

Goodbye, and thanks for reading!