Disclaimer: No...I don't own Naruto...

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Sakura pouted and frowned.

"But I don't wanna!"

If Sakura's miniskirt the other day didn't do the trick, this definitely threw Sasuke off.

"Huh?"

Turning around, she grabbed his shoulders and shook him.

"Karin will hate me!!"

Sasuke scoffed and choked down a laugh.

"Sakura," he told her wisely. "She's hated your guts since you beat her to Prom Queen, I doubt this would make much difference" Sasuke stated.

Averting her eyes, Sakura bit her lip and clasped her hands together.

Sasuke had a point.

Sighing, she wrapped her arms around Sasuke's waist, feeling his arms snake around her tiny form.

"I feel like ice cream."

Rolling his eyes, Sasuke laughed as Sakura dragged him towards the minibar in his office, stopping by to feed Ezekial first.

"It's a wonder you're a model Sakura, with all the junk you eat..." smirked Sasuke, grabbing two bowls for himself and his roseatte haired friend.

Glaring at him she replied.

"It's not my fault I have high metabolism, and besides, where's the Double Choc ice cream I put in here last week? Don't tell me you ate my ice cream!?"

Sakura had turned around, her eyes wide and her luscious lips slightly parted. Sasuke personally thought she looked adorable, her expression making him want to kiss her.

Hypothetically of course. Because he didn't like her or anything.

Sighing, Sasuke opened a smaller compartment in the fridge and pulled out a box of Double Choc ice cream.

Squealing, the pink haired model hugged her best friend before grabbing the box, pulling the lid open and grinning widely.

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And once again, Sasuke was stuck with the washing up.

He had no idea how she did it. Glancing over at the petite form of his best friend, he sighed and continued to scrub the bowls.

Maybe it was her pout, those pink, full lips, so close yet so far.

Or her wide, innocent, emerald eyes.

Or maybe it was her voice...sweet...alluring...mesmerising.

Yes. Multibillionaire Business Tycoon Uchiha Sasuke washed dishes.

But only for her.

Because you love her.

What the hell!? I thought I got rid of you!?

Why would you want to get rid of the voice that told you the answer to the question that guaranteed you a place in Harvard?

...uh huh...

I'm ALWAYS right.

I don't love Sakura.

PPsshttt...yeah right, and we're all just characters in a fan fiction based on a manga about ninjas...

Shut up.

Sasuke frowned, his forehead creasing.

His 'conscience' sounded suspiciously like Naruto...

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Er...yeh...

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And so I take my leave.

Alice.