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Disclaimer: If I owned the Naruto series, Sakura would grow some balls and stop being a whiney slut.

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Those Sharingan Eyes

Chapter 7: Mistakes

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"Oi, Sasuke." The Uchiha paused, looking to his side as Naruto called to him, the blonde-haired ninja was casually making his way towards him, expression somewhat serious. Without a second glance, Sasuke resumed pummeling the tree in front of him in an endurance test. Even as Naruto finally made his way beside him, he did not halt in his training.

"Have you seen Sakura-chan?" He continued his inquiry as Sasuke did not respond. "She was at my place last night, but I woke up this morning and she was gone." Sasuke did not falter in any of his hits to the tree. Growing slightly frustrated as a result of his teammates muteness, he stepped in front of the tree to which Sasuke was engaged in. However Sasuke did not stop as he executed kick to the tree where Naruto's head was- Naruto moved his head to the side before letting out a suprised grunt of frustration.

Sasuke then stopped, slightly stepping away from the tree.

"I know she's not with you." Was all he said as he turned away, bending over to pick up a few supplies he had brought with him. Nothing special, just some extra scrolls, water, weapons. For some reason he was extremely irritated, and did not want to talk at all.

"Ass.." Naruto grumbled in protest. "Well..Sakura-chan has the bad habit of hanging around you so…when you see her, tell her I'm looking for her."

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"What..was I thinking.." Sakura mumbled to herself, in a stupor. She lookedtowards little eating table, to see what was supposed to be breakfast. Something that was neat and colorful, just looking at it made you want to eat it up. But..Sakura was looking at a total disaster. The food didn't even look edible. "Ah! What a waste!.."With a sigh, she began to clear the table, throwing away all the food and other things that accompanied the disaster.

In doing so she forgot about the food that occupied the stove until the familiarsmell of smoke invaded her nostrils.With a slight gasp she turned towards the stove.

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Sasuke closed the front door behind him before pausing as he could smell something burning. Along with the smell came the sounding of a few crashing pans. With a peculiar look upon his stoic face he casually walked further into his abode, making his way towards the kitchen. He paused at the door frame as he collided with a figure. Immediately a large puff of white smoke surrounded them as the bag of flour grasped in Sakura's hands exploded from the contact.

Sasuke leaned on the wall to keep his balance, but Sakura fell right down on her bottom. She kept coughing from the insurmountable amount of flour that was still in the air. They were both completely covered in the white, fluffy ingredient. Sasuke had an annoyed look on his face, as he closed his eyes and waited for the air to clear. He looked down to Sakura, whose face was still scrunched in slight soreness from the impact with the ground.

Both of their heads snapped to the ground in front of Sakura, as a burnt fish landed, having been popped out of the pan from the great amount of heat and explosion of grease that resulted from Sakura leaving the burner on. Sakura was about to relax, but eyes widened again as rice popped from the pan and stuck to the walls. Sakura cringed and shut her eyes, embarrassed at the situation she was in. It became silent again. One eye opened and met Sasuke'sstoic gaze.Without a word his deep obsidian orbstransitioned around the kitchen;pots and pans were everywhere, different typed of foods splattered on the wall, flour was now all over the entrance to the kitchen. Withone morelook at Sakura, who looked like she was about to say something, Sasuke walked out of the kitchen. He made his way into the bathroom, which was around the corner.

Sasuke set the shower water running, and without looking at the mirror in front of him, lifted his shirt up over his head and threw it to the side.

Sakura was still sitting on the kitchen floor, emerald eyes looking on in the direction to which Sasuke had dissapeared. When she heard the water running from the bathroom, she let her eyes look around the kitchen at the mess she had created.

Series of events

Scenario one.

It hadn't been long since Sakura had finished cleaning the kitchen, meaning that the floor was still slick from her cleaning it. So it was safe to say that she had a very high chance of slipping when she reached inside the fridge to get some ingredients. A lot of ingredients that would have her more focused on not dropping them, then the way she stepped on the glossy, wooden floor.

Outcome:

Ingredients that met the wall: Eggs, milk, butter, raw fish.

Ingedients that met the floor: All of the above.

Scenario two

Not all women are born to be great cooks, especially a Kunoichi named Sakura. Some just aren't trained in the skills of managing different tasks that deal with food. Example, keeping the rice from over boiling, cutting the vegetables, and frying the fish. At the same time.

Outcome: Rice all over the stove, wall, and floor. Crisp burned fish. A few self inflicted cuts. Sloppily cut veggies. And a temper steadily rising.

Scenario three

A normal person wouldn't be able to stand the mess being created around them. So a certain pink haired girl would be more likely to make careless mistakes. Example: Accidentally flinging the remaining rice into the pan which was frying another fish, creating a not so good explosion of grease, that was barely dodged by the bag of flour that had been possession at the time. But due to the spur of the moment, the holder of the four wouldn't notice the figure that was in the motion of walking into the kitchen at the time.

Outcome: A big explosion of flour, covering anyone, and anything, in the vicinity of the explosion. That means a certain pink haired girl, and Uchiha.

End of Series of Events

With an exasperated sigh, Sakura pushed herself off the ground, looking around at the kitchen one last time, before cleaning it for the second time.

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The blankets and pillows weren't really heavy at all, the only problem was that they towered over her head, preventing much sight. Sakura slowly made her way over to the stairs. She slowly shifted the pile so that she could try to look at the floor to guide her. The first step, Sakura was successful, same with the next few steps. Only a few more to go.

Sakura thought she would make the last step, but her clumsiness had to kick in somewhere. She didn't bring her foot up high enough, which no doubt caused her to slip. Sakura let out a small yelp as her and the blankets started to fall backwards. Sakura already knew what fate was going to put her through. Sakura imagined herself rolling down the stairs in a very unsafe way, landing at the bottom in a very painful position, broken bones the work.

It seemed to go in slow motion for Sakura, she squeezed her eyes shut and awaited the painful collision with the stairs. But suddenly she felt herself being grabbed midfall. Surprised, Sakura opened her eyes and looked behind her to see Sasuke. They were in an akward position, Sasuke's two feet planted on a single stair, his arms held in a lock under Sakura's armpits, her back digging into Sasuke's chest. The heels of Sakura's feet were resting a few stairs above Sasuke. So basically, if Sasuke were to let her go right now, she would fall down the stairs. He was supporting all of her weight.

Sakura immediately brought her feet down to the step above Sasuke's step, planting them down. Sasuke removed his arms from underneath her, and watched as she steadied herself. The blankets and pillows had long since been at the bottom of the stairs. Sakura faced Sasuke and slightly bowed her head, muttering a quick Sorry and thank you.

Sasuke said nothing as he went back down the stairs and picked up the blankets and pillow. Sakura brought her head up from her bow, and noticed Sasuke coming up the stairs with the blankets and pillows. He hauled each set on each side of him, something Sakura should have done. She felt like slapping herself at the realization.

"Ano.." Sakura didn't know what to say. She just moved to the side as Sasuke passed her, making his way to his room. Sasuke came back seconds later, and descended the stairs, passing Sakura again. She was still planted on that single stair. When he reached the bottom step, Sasuke paused, looking over his shoulder at her.

"Are you hungry?" His impassive inquiry was answered by her grumbling stomach. He continued walking into the now clean kitchen, and opened the fridge, pausing as he noticed all the new foods that were there. He had a very unreadable expression on his face, but after a few seconds, the look was gone and he began taking out a few foods. Sakura meekly followed, and stood next to Sasuke. Her head was down the whole time, as she dared not to look at him. She was beyond embarrassed, humiliated. Guilty.

Without making eye contact with her, he signaled hertowards the small table. Without a word, Sakura made her way over to it, and sank down to her bottom, folding her knees under her. She didn't look up as the various sounds of cooking invaded her ears.Within a few minutes Sakura was greeted with delicious food in front of her. It was very simple, eggs, rice balls, and toast. But it looked and smelled good.

"Ano.." Sakura looked down meekly. Sasuke plopped down not the other side of the table, not saying a word as he ate. Sakura just looked at her food, a sad expression taking place. She took her chopsticks and broke them apart.After a while, Sakura began eating as well, finding it was quite good. Sasuke…could cook better than her. Sakura found herself not able stop eating, realizing how hungry she was. She didn't notice Sasuke as he paused yet again, his troubled gaze fixating on her.

"Why did you do this?"His inquiry lifted her gaze to his.

"Huh?" Sakura muttered with a mouth full of food.Sakura looked around the kitchen, and rooms that were visible form their spots, having been deep cleaned. She meekly put a hand in front of her mouth, doing her best to chew the food as fast as she could. She reached for a glass of water and downed the rest of it. Sasuke waited patiently.

"Oh..Well I wanted to thank you for letting me stay here.." Sakura meekly looked up at Sasuke, noticing his blatant stare.

"You don't have to..do anything for me." Sasuke muttered. Sakura wasn't able to see his expression as he got up, and walked out of the kitchen. Sakura watched his back till he was out of sight, her eyes sad.

"Gomen.." She whispered to herself. She looked at the dishes still left on the table. With a sad sigh, Sakura slowly gathered them up, and took them to the sink. Washing them. There was a window above the sink, so she could see outside the house. The sun was fully in the sky now.

Sakura found tears invading her eyes. She was trying her hardest to seem happy, she didn't realize it was this hard. She let the tears roll down her cheeks as she focused on watching the dishes. A few times she attempted to use her upper arm to wipe them away. Sakura was getting frustrated at her uncanny ability to cry. And the knack she had at making Sasuke hate her more.

Thanks for reading!

Yea this chappy doesn't have much happening...I totally threw in another filler, BUT this is where they stop.Things will start spicing up like jalepenos on chilli...on an open fire...in a roasting inferno.