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By the time wonder Momma (I know her name!) and Itachi finally stopped their intense game of laser tag and met up with Fugaku (Uchiha-Papa's name, generously told by xpakux) and Sasuke, they were totally exhausted. (-waves his hand limp-wrist-like- Like, totally, gawd.)

"And where were you two?" Uchiha Papa demanded. Itachi and Uchiha Mama stood, panting. They didn't even bother to reply. Sasuke mobbed his brother immediately.

"Niisan! Niisan! Teach me how to Dee-Dee-Are!" The acronym was foreign to his tiny, innocent mouth, so it was spoken oddly. Itachi batted away his little annoyance, hoping for some rest, but…

"NO!" Papa rumbled. "ITACHI VERSUS ME! I am his equal match." Itachi greeted this with his teenage-girl-like eye-roll, right before his father forced him onto the machine. Sasuke eagerly shoved all 100 tokens inside the machine… ensuring they'd be there a long time. Papa immediately selected himself on heavy, commenting, "Real men don't need beginner," and selecting Itachi on light. The first song was selected: Captain Jack.

The flashing arrows scrolled up the page faster than even Sharingan-clad men could follow. Fugaku floundered, while Itachi got an A with all but one perfect. (That was when he had to kick Sasuke off him for clinging.) Papa, meanwhile…

"WHAT! THAT MACHINE WAS RIGGED, I TELLYOU!" He pointed to the flashing F onscreen, furious. Not just furious; so furious not even Sasuke's 'That was awesome, 'Tousan!'s could comfort the man.

"I'll wait in the hand-drawn wagon." He said in a wary, low voice. "This place isn't worthy enough for my superior Uchiha blood to be here." The rest of the superior-Uchiha-blood family made no remark as he walked out to their method of transportation.

Momma Uchiha carried Sasuke on next for a challenge while Itachi set up the levels. "You're both on beginner, okay?"

Momma reached over Itachi's sexy, pale shoulder (-cough cough- I did not say sexy. It was a figment of your imagination.) and pressed one of the arrow keys. "Itachi, I'm not beginner, I'm Standard."

They began to dance, in Momma's case, and in Sasuke's, they began to gracelessly flounder, fall, and trip. (Let's just say they ended up giving up their game to a guy named Mark who could do Heavy on Double-Pad –true story!-)

After their failure game was done, it was Itachi versus Momma. An imaginary tumbleweed passed by with a minor remark from Itachi consisting of, "Where do those blasted things come from?"

They both selected Heavy, and the game began. First song: Waka Laka. They both got A's, perfect scores, and exchanged narrowed-eyed leers. Second song: Captain Jack. Once more, perfects, and the leers and looks and glares kept intensifying. Third song: Dream a Dream. By now, the perfects were making mother and son compete with their claws on each other's necks. They contemplated, scanning the song list, when Sasuke decided to randomly hit the select button… selecting the song: "Sakura."

"Sakura… Sounds girlie. Can't be that hard…" Itachi muttered, Momma agreeing. Oh, were they wrong. The arrows sped from bottom to top, hardly allowing any time between normal-time steps, Itachi stumbling on occasion, and Momma loosing her balance here and there. They were soaked with sweat by the time they had finished the song, and they were even more mortified when they saw their scores… a pair of B's.

They both sobbed, clinging to each other, as they walked out to meet Fugaku.

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THE TRUTH IS OUT‼

Never trust anything named Sakura. Cute but Deadly.

Lee: ONE. I think I'm going to cry in a corner if I don't get at least two.