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Rivals In Love [Sasuke Uchiha] for haromi

The two watched them go before Kakashi turned away to leave, but not before saying, "Happy now, are we?"

Sasuke couldn't help but smirk as his Sensei disappeared. He was more than pleased. The Uchiha couldn't help the feeling he got when he riled up Haromi. He couldn't help but be turned on by how she got angry. Sasuke knew the baker was a skilled ninja; heck, she was top of their class in the Academy. She had even gone on to train to be an ANBU officer before any of the other students got close to her level of skill.

However, she dropped out of the ninja program and chose to open her own bakery. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that she could match him in a fight, even with his special technique. Sasuke shook his head, ignoring the approaching fan girls. In fact, he had had enough of them and disappeared. The ninja didn't like the fact that he was constantly followed around. Maybe that's why he was attracted to Haromi. She didn't follow after him like the other girls did. They were rivals, trying to out do each other, something he wished he could change.

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Haromi was exhausted with all the baking she had been doing. Because of her run in with Sasuke, it set her back. The day before, Hinata had stayed and helped her bake various treats. Today was a new day, and tomorrow was the banquet. She was running out of time and was moving left and right, mixing together batters and decorating treats. All of her friends were training, and she couldn't ask them to drop everything and help.

It was three in the morning when Haromi turned off the machines and started to decorate the last tray of pastries. She passed out twenty minutes later, finally finishing. The door to her bakery opened silently, as a person walked in, seeing the lights on, and a sleeping Haromi. They took the tray from the table, putting it on a rack and zipping up the plastic. The person then wrapped an arm around Haromi's waist. She shifted, mumbling incoherent words. They stopped to be sure that she was asleep before pulling her out of the chair. Lifting Haromi into their arms, the visitor walked up to the loft, and set her on the bed. The person then walked back down into the bakery and began to wash the dirty pots and pans one by one.

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Haromi shot up in bed, looking around wildly. She couldn't remember how she ended up there, or how she even maneuvered the stairs. Her eyes fixed on her watch, seeing what time it was. Haromi cried out in surprise, grabbing her duffle bag that had makeup, shoes, and a dress packed inside, and ran for the stairs. However, she was still half asleep and tripped over her own feet, falling down them. "Ow..." she groaned, rubbing her head.

She had many chores to do before leaving, since she had left her bakery a mess before passing out. Haromi's eyes widened when they landed on the kitchen, finding it... clean? The baker walked around all of her machines, finding every inch of it cleaned and spotless. Who had clean it? The person who had put her in bed? Hinata? No, the poor girl would've made so much noise it would've waken her up. Plus, Hinata couldn't lift Haromi with that much grace.

The teen had no time to stop and think about it any longer as she rushed towards the Hokage's office, jumping from rooftop to rooftop, finding it faster. She breathed heavily, coming up on Shizune's desk. "Haromi!" the woman greeted with a smile. "I'm assuming you're in need of hands to help bring over the desserts?"

"That would be nice, please," Haromi breathed, smiling. She dropped the bag behind the desk before going into the Hokage's officer. Kakashi, Iruka, and two of Tsunade's personal ninjas were there and turned as the two entered.

"Haromi, welcome," Tsunade greeted. The teen bowed in response. "What can I do for you?"

"Lady Hokage, the desserts are done and ready, but I was wondering if I could get some help bring it over to the hall."