A/N: Wow, it's the fourth chapter already! Things have been going by so quickly. Except for the fact that I update too slowly, haha. And DUDE, I'm sorry about my slow updates.

You Don't Have To Ask

Chapter Four

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Eventually, Akamaru was returned to his rightful owner, much to Sakura's displeasure. But time ambled along and the weekend began, Sakura used the time to finish the exploration of the Uchiha Manor, ignoring the human ice cubes as much as possible as she scoured the large estate.

But then it seemed karma still wanted to play with the trio.

As Sakura searched, she found about everything that could be held within a house. Chairs, dressers, curtains, pictures, carpets, more chairs, computers, electronics, shoes, clothes and more pictures- it was basically a mini shopping department.

And true to cliché department stores, the house lacked any source of food.

"I'm hungry," Sakura proclaimed as she joined Sasuke in the White Room- a normal sitting room with an overabundance of the particular hue. The room made her dizzy.

While it was still very awkward, Sakura found she could annoy the two brothers just a little less shamelessly.

"Then go make it yourself," Sasuke replied sourly. It seemed Sasuke wasn't particularly happy about the fact.

"It seems we're running low on supplies," Itachi strolled into the room- in no less a white tracksuit-, hands behind his back.

Sakura eyed something trailing behind him…it looked like toilet paper.

Tehe.

"Hey Itachi, I think you have some toilet paper on your shoe." The pink haired pointed out, just barely breaking out into fits of giggles.

"So let's get some," Sasuke pointed out sarcastically, ignoring the girl bouncing on the white leather love seat beside him. He watched, bored, as Itachi bent down to remove the 'toilet paper'.

Sakura felt like taking the (white) laptop from under Sasuke's fingers and bashing him over the head.

Repeatedly.

And then running him over with the limo.

Twice.

"Good point, Sasuke. Sakura, I want you two to go to get supplies. Together."

Then it seemed like the world had lost all hope.

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'I hate shopping. I really, really, really hate shopping. And what I hate even more is shopping with a girl.'

Turns out, the piece of toilet paper trailing behind Itachi was a very long grocery list. Sasuke almost wished it were toilet paper, but then of course, he'd have to clean up the area Itachi had walked on- it was part of his OCD behavior.

Bastard.

'If Itachi could write that huge list within seconds, why couldn't he just get the things himself?'

In minutes, the limo pulled into the store in one piece- Sasuke scowled at the amount of time they had wasted. Sakura had actually ask to drive, pleading with the chauffeur, but didn't want him to know as she had asked him to wait behind the car. When he had interrupted their little deal, the two had gotten into a spat, wasting a precious ten minutes.

"Okay…let's look at where we should go first…" Sakura said as she unrolled the long list. Many people walking by stopped for a second to look at the list in awe. The Uchiha sighed and pulled Sakura by the arm.

"Don't look at that list in the middle of where people are walking." He scolded. The list dragged along with them. "Anyways, we should just go get your clothes first. So when we get the food, it doesn't rot- and I am not spending more than twenty minutes in each store and I'm not going to more than four clothing stores." He barked as he continued to drag the lithe girl through the shopping center.

Being the 'kind' and 'sensitive' bastard Itachi was, he had managed convinced Sakura to buy a couple of outfits, as she surely couldn't live in men's clothes for the rest of her stay.

Sasuke managed not to vomit when the two began to get 'buddy-buddy'.

But hey, it was his money and if he wanted to give it away to some teenage girl who would surely max it out in an hour, then fine.

"Actually…I was thinking that we could get some other things first. Like what Itachi wanted; some paper, notebooks, bandages, you know- he gave me your credit card."

His card??

And then she dares defy him?

"Can't we just do that after? It'll be faster and more efficient." Sasuke said impatiently. "Besides, my money." Sakura pouted.

"But I still have to think about what kind of clothes I'll buy!" She whined. "We're here anyway. Let's goooooooo!" She yelled like a soldier going into battle. Before Sasuke could reply, Sakura had disappeared into the constantly moving crowd.

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After getting a shopping cart, the pink-haired girl dashed into the shopping crowd. She rolled up the list.

"Sasuke, read off each item for me." She demanded as she held the list behind her back. When there was no reply, she frowned. "Look, I know you didn't want to go shopping with me, but…" she turned around, her "mature face" ready for use, "…you don't have to ditch me!!" She exclaimed to an empty space.

Slumping, she grabbed the cart and began to stroll down the aisles, mostly coming up with a rant.

But as she stuffed her hands into her pockets, her fingers grazed with a blunt end of a plastic card. A plastic card with 'Sasuke Uchiha' engraved on it.

Tehe.

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'Stupid little pink headed…balloon lady who ate all my sugar and thinks she's a soldier.' He thought grumpily as he moped through the store, looking for a flash of bright pink. 'Idiot! Idiot, idiot, idiot!'

He'd been looking for about an hour.

Just as he was about to go to the Information booth to cast an all call, he passed a small mobile based cart. Impulsively, he walked towards it, earning the attention from a large throng of girls.

"Can I help you?" A blonde women in her early twenties shooed the rest of her customers away and tossed him a large smile.

Sasuke nearly rolled his eyes at the spilling number of ogling females.

"I need a phone- anyone, make sure it's a prepaid one- and make it pink, it's for my girlfriend."

Then he nearly smirked at the change in atmosphere as the ogling girls quietly trudged away, and to the ice cream cart.

The women's- whom the nametag described as Hika- smile froze in place for a whisper of a second before nodding forcefully. "We have no pink phones, but we have cases that are pink." She explained, her cheeks looking pinched.

Sasuke shrugged and looked at his watch. This was taking eons.

"Then give me any phone and throw in a case…and hurry up!" He ordered hastily.

A flash of florescent pink hair suddenly passed through the corner of his eye.

'What the…'

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Throwing a random amount of money to Hika, who had attempted to write her own mobile number onto his hand as he had reached the bag, he dashed through the crowd, looking for the Sakura. But of course, the female was being a female dog and had decided to play hide and seek.

Furiously pacing up and down the aisle, it seemed like karma had decided to give him a break as he finally spotted a long pink wave under a very large white sunhat.

"I knew it." Sasuke sighed. Rubbing his temples as he threw the cell phone bag at her and clamped an arm around her waist- did Sakura manage to gain ten pounds in an hour? It sure felt like it. "Where've you been? Do you have any idea what I'm going to do to when I get you home?!"

"What the-" She started. Her voice sounded different, but he paid no attention.

"Shut it," He snapped as he continued to drag her along. Man, what did Sakura eat? She used to be so easy to drag. "You better give me all your clothes to- I need to-"

Sakura clawed at the arm with newly manicured nails and shrieked. "HELP!"

"I said shut it- what the fu-"

"HELP! This guy is trying to kidnap and sexually harass me!" A lady, just over fifty, with an enormous floppy white hat with a pink veil stitched onto it began waving her arms like a chicken. "Officer, help!!"

Sasuke nearly died.

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Sasuke glared at the policeman. He was tired of being in the police department. And to make things worse, Kakashi wasn't around to get him out so Itachi could get him.

"Look, kid, stop glaring at me. I just want to know why you molested the woman." The policeman said, quite kindly. But in his eyes, he had a strong dislike for the Uchiha. He probably thought he was just the average teenager.

"That lady looked a lot like this girl I was babysitting-okay?" He snapped irritably.

The officer looked dubious. "Why would you be babysitting an elderly woman?"

"It was an honest mistake, I really wasn't trying to kidnap her! Let me out!"

"No can do, kiddo. I've got to report this to the chief." He said as he stood up. "You can help yourself to that doughnut though." He gestured to the half eaten doughnut on the table. Sasuke ignored his offer.

"I know the chief! And he always lets me out. Just tell him that Sasuke-"

But the man had already left the interrogating room. Sasuke pounded his head on the desk and groaned.

'Stupid pink headed balloon girl…oh crap. I forgot Sakura at the mall. Itachi is going to kill me. CRAP!!'

After what seemed to be forever, Kakashi and the other policeman came into the room. Sasuke rose his head up and felt glad to see Kakashi. The silver-haired man waved with a small smile.

"Oh! A doughnut…" Kakashi said, looking at it. The policeman put a hand on Sasuke's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, kid. I thought you were joking. But Kakashi-sama cleared everything up for me. Man, you must have a pretty tough life." The policeman said before laughing quite uncertainly.

"Yeah, okay, bye," he muttered as he began to jolt out of the room. "Itachi will come by later!" He called to Kakashi as he ran.

'Crap.'

A/N: I was ABOUT to show what would happen next, but I decided not to, since this story lacks good cliff hangers. So, you'll just have to wait and see!

And yes, I know this chapter is a bit short and choppy, but just enjoy it.

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