Sasuke sat, his back to the couch, his face contorted into what seemed to be powerful concentration.

What had he forgotten?! Sasuke's memory was just as good as the next guys, if not better! (*scoff*)

The raven stood and slammed his fist into the wall; if this ruined his and Naruto's relationship, someone's ass is gonna get friendly with his foot. A break-up will not be tolerated.

The Uchiha really loved his blonde, blue eyed, dobe. Always full of energy and bouncy, looking out for everyone…caring. He was everything Sasuke hoped to be.

So he could NOT fuck this one up.

It was then that the doorbell rang followed by some persistent knocking, then a slight bashing of the door.

Sakura.

He inwardly winced as he recalled how he hesitated to open the door at one time and he had to buy new hinges…

"Hn." As the door opened up to reveal a bubble-gum pink, teenage wasteland, all in you business, Sakura.

"Why was Naru-kun running to his car, holding his cheek?" she looked concerned, but not upset. Thank god she was oblivious.

"I'm not sure…" the midnight haired man lied through his teeth. Why was he lying in his own house?! Damn pride…

She eyed him suspiciously before shrugging it off. "Oh, well anyways, here ya go! Sorry it's late!" Sakura shoved a neatly wrapped, pink package into the pale arms of Sasuke.

"…what's this for?" he held it up, dangling it by the ribbon.

Sakura gaped. "What do you mean what?!"

He stood, looking blankly at the girl. Then she did something he didn't expect, she began laughing, near cackling.

Sasuke was seriously going to hurt someone today.

"Yesterday was you and Naruto's anniversary! A whole year!"

The raven dropped the gift box; it rattled and rolled off into a dark, blank corner.

"What the hell, Sasuke?!" the bubble-gum princess shrieked.

Oh. Fuck.

Sasuke dashed out the door, pushing past his ex-teammate, nearly knocking her over. He was dead.

"hey! Where are you going?!" though Sakura soon gave up hope of any rational thoughts reaching the man, muttering soft curses under he breath she picked up her gift box and walked into the house.

Might as well help the man clean up the house a bit, he looked pretty busy.

She sighed as Sakura set to work on cleaning up some spilled eggs and juice. Slobs.