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154Chapter 32: OMAKE 2(Extra)

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Naruto or any of it's characters. Kishimoto Masashi does. I do not make any type of profit from writing this fanfiction. This is strictly for my and my readers' pleasure. The Japanese language used in this fanfiction is translated by Google.

CLAIMER: I OWN Yami Uchiha. Do NOT steal.

BETA READER: None; so there will be errors that I miss.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is an omake featuring the Forth Shinobi War in the Uchiha residence.

"Speaking"

~oOo~OMAKE~oOo~

FORTH SHINOBI WAR: SUSHI VS CHOPSTICKS

Yami's eyebrow twitched at the scene before it. It was chaotic. Why did Sasuke have an arrogant side that refused to back down a challenge from his blonde teammate? Why did Naruto feel like he always had to prove himself better than Sasuke when it came to this?

It was just dinner for Kami's sake.

Yami could feel a headache coming on. He glanced at Sakura who was figiting in her seat. He knew that she wanted to shout at her two teammates, but every few seconds her apple green eyes would peek through pink lashes over at Yami for his reaction. He knew that deep down….deep down she wanted to join the fray. Shoulders slumped when a sushi roll was knocked off its course towards Sasuke by the young ravenette tossing a chopstick like a senbon. That one particular sushi roll met its demise when it sailed over at Yami, who simple plucked it out of the air.

Silence followed.

What just happened? Sasuke and Naruto exchanged nervous looks with one another, before taking a chance to look over at the blank expression marring their dark haired sensei's face….even if half of his face was hidden behind white bandages. Another eyebrow twitch had the boys tense up before receiving a face full of rice and nori that had the two sprawling backwards out of their chairs. Swirls danced in the boys' eyes as Sakura gapped down at them. Closing her mouth, she looked over at Yami to see him calmly eating as if the Forth Shinobi War did not just take place at the dinner table.

"Um…Yami-sensei?" Sakura asked, unsure of what his reaction would be.

He tilted his head slight at her with acknowledgement, giving the pinkette a closed-eyed smile.

"Ne-nevermind." She squeaked, stuffing a nigiri roll in her mouth and ignoring the groaning boys on the floor.