Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Characters(c)Masashi Kishimoto (Not mine!)
The bell over the bakery door tinkled merrily. Mariko, the 60-year old owner of the bakery, looked up from the cash register. She saw two boys standing in front of her. The one was tall and handsome with long hair and eyes like storm clouds, while other one was much smaller, with short hair that spiked at the back and a smile like sunshine. The little one was holding the bigger boy's hand.
"Ah, the Uchiha boys!", Mariko exclaimed happily. She scurried out from behind the counter and embraced the two warmly. The older one stiffened, but the little one giggled and hugged her, exclaiming "Hi, Auntie Mariko! It's my birthday today!"
Mariko ruffled the little boy's hair. "Hi there, Sasuke! Happy Birthday!" She turned to the older boy. "Oh my goodness! Itachi, you're so big! It's been too long since you last came here," she said to him.
Itachi bowed respectfully, and answered, "Yes it really has been, Auntie. Sasuke and I have come to pick up his birthday cake."
Mariko tweaked his nose playfully, "Always the gentleman, huh? I'll bring the cake right away." She scuttled off to the kitchen. Behind her, Itachi rubbed his nose disgustedly and grumbled, "I hate it when she does that." "She messed up my hair.", complained Sasuke.
After a few minutes, Mariko scuttled back carrying the big white cake box that contained Sasuke's cake. She plumped the box into Itachi's outstretched arms, saying "No need to pay me, your mom already paid. Don't show the cake to the little one, it'll ruin the surprise! Have a good day!"
Itachi bowed again, held the cake box in one arm and held Sasuke's hand with his other hand. Sasuke waved goodbye to Mariko and he and Itachi left the bakery.
Sasuke and Itachi were halfway home when curiosity got the better of Sasuke. He pulled Itachi's arm and stopped walking. Itachi stopped too. "What?" he asked Sasuke.
"Please let me see the cake. Please?"asked Sasuke urgently.
"Don't be stupid," answered Itachi. "I'm not going to show you the cake."
Sasuke shook Itachi's arm. "Please let me see it!" he whined. He looked at Itachi with a mixture of sadness and longing. He pouted a bit. "It's not fair. I want to see my cake."
Itachi looked away, so that he wouldn't be caught in Sasuke's web of cuteness. "No," he said as firmly as he possibly could. He could feel Sasuke's reproachful stare. "It's supposed to be a surprise," he finished weakly.
Sasuke abandoned his cute act and tried to grab the cake box.
Reacting quickly, Itachi grabbed the front of Sasuke's shirt with one hand and held the cake box as high as he could with the other. Sasuke jumped up, his hands flailing in the air. His shirt ripped with an awful ripping noise and his right hand hit the cake box hard.
The cake and its box went flying out of Itachi's hands. The lid of the box came open in the air. Itachi released what was left of Sasuke's shirt and threw himself towards where he knew the cake would hit the pavement, but he tripped on a loose stone and fell over. He fell hard on his back, and the cake, with-ought its box, fell splat on his face.
"Uh-oh," said Sasuke softly.
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