Ink and Paper

The computer was all set. Her folders were filed in a box neatly beside her. Pens, pencils, notebooks and sticky pads were lined up on the desk. Pushing her non-prescription glasses, the ones she wore for the sake of looking more professional, further up her nose, Sakura was ready.

Every lunchtime, she entered this same classroom to run her matchmaking club. Fellow students would approach her for help. She would take the necessary information, enter it into her algorithm and find them a match. She had a 100% success rate.

She was waiting for a boy from the year below. He had asked for help and she had instructed him to come to the classroom at lunchtime so that she could create his profile. However, the boy that threw the door open so hard that it bounced against the wall was not the one she'd been expecting.

"Sasuke? What brings you here?"

The Uchiha glared at her, striding forward and dropping into the chair in front of her. "Find me another match," he said through clenched teeth.

Sakura blinked in surprise. This was a first. "I matched you with Karin," she said carefully.

His eyes narrowed further, and Sakura wanted to sink further back into her chair but was determined to stand her ground. "She is insufferable. She is not a match for me," he replied.

Sakura frowned, then turned to rummage through the files in her box. She pulled out Sasuke's and he scowled as he noted that his file was attached to Karin's by a paperclip. Sakura pulled the clip off and set the two folders down on the desk next to each other, moving the heart-shaped sticky note with her scribbles on it to sit over the line where the two folders touched. "Sasuke, you and Karin have a 92% match compatibility. That's the second highest rating I've ever had. Only Naruto and Hinata have higher. On ink and paper, you're a perfect match."

"Find. Someone. Else," he ground out. Sakura was actually concerned for his teeth.

The pinkette sighed. "Look, you don't want to date anyone younger than our year. Most of the girls in our year are already matched up. I am telling you now, you won't find a higher compatibility percentage."

He didn't say anything, but his glare was unflinching. Sakura sighed and turned to her computer, wiggling the mouse and searching the files. "The girls I'm bringing up are already matched, and happy," she emphasised, throwing him a pointed look. "I'm just proving a point."

Sakura hummed as she searched for the files she wanted, trying to ease the tension in the room. "Let's see… Sasuke Uchiha and Ino Yamanaka… 67%." She glanced at Sasuke who was still glaring at her. She sighed. "Sasuke Uchiha and Hinata Hyuuga… 88%. Huh? Too bad her and Naruto had a 96% match. You two would be cute."

There was a huff and she saw that Sasuke had leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk and he was looking at the screen. His gaze flickered to her. "Try again."

With a scowl, she turned back to the computer. She didn't like being told what to do. "Sasuke Uchiha and Ami Wantanabe… 3%." She burst out laughing.

"Again," he demanded.

Sakura glared at him. "Sasuke, you saw how many I tried last time, and this time too. Karin is your best match." When he didn't shift, she turned back to the screen. "There's no-one else. Look, I'll even use my profile. Sasuke Uchiha and Sakura Haruno…!"

When he didn't hear a number, Sasuke frowned, firstly at the self-proclaimed matchmaker who had gone very red, and then at the screen where the number 98 was flashing in a loveheart between their two profile pictures.

"98%?" he questioned. He watched as Sakura's mouth opened and closed several times, noting how she resembled a rather attractive goldfish.

"That's… not possible," she choked out. She turned to him with eyes wide in panic. "My profile is there as a default. I'm not… I'm not supposed to get a match."

Sasuke smirked. "But on ink and paper, Sakura," he purred her name and she felt her face heat up even more, "we're a perfect match."

Before she could answer, he stood up. "Thanks for your help. I'm going to find Karin and break things off." He walked to the door but stopped and looked back. "By the way, we're going to the cinema tonight. I'll pick you up at 7."

Sakura cursed. She was so done with matchmaking.