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💙Sasuke|𝕋𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕪-𝕋𝕠𝕖𝕤
"Hurry up!" Sasuke called, impatiently lining his back to the wall, "I wanna see, I wanna see!"
(Y/n) smirked, "Why are you so excited?"
Sasuke crossed his arms over his quest, his cheeks puffed. (Y/n) covered her mouth with her palm to hide her laugher. She knew exactly what was going on. A month ago, Sasuke's class had taken a height check and he had been told he was in the right track to become a great, healthy shinobi. But, Sasuke wasn't satisfied with that, especially because someone else -a blond with blue eyes- had been told he was exceptionally taller this year around after been the shortest boy in class. Sasuke had turned eight years old earlier that month, and used his birthday wish to grow taller. "Just go on with it!" Sasuke told (Y/n) impatiently.
(Y/n) stepped closer to the wall, a metric tape on hand, "Stand straight, no tippy-toes". Sasuke did as told, closing his eyes tightly. "Congratulations," (Y/n) told him, ruffling his hair and holding the metric tape to him, "You're a centimeter taller".
Sasuke groaned, "At this rate I'm going to be the shortest one!"
"Take it easy kid. You just have to keep on having a healthy lifestyle and you'll-" (Y/n) was interrupted by Sasuke.
"That's it!- A healthy life style," He concluded out loud, but within his mind a whole theory surfaced. (Y/n) sighed heavily, and decided to leave him alone; give him some time to realize why he wasn't growing a foot by the next month, like he had wished it to happen. "I've only been eating eggs, but not enough milk, all this time since I moved here. Therefore, if I start drinking more milk now..." "Then it won't be a centimeter per month, but two, and in no time I'll be-" Sasuke paused on his words, then sprinted to the kitchen to (Y/n)s dismay, "I'm going to be two feet taller by the end of this year!!"
"YAMERO, SASUKE!!!" (Y/n) called as she ran behind the Uchiha, before he could drink that week's paycheck of milk.
❤️Gaara|𝕊𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕥
"Is something wrong, Gaara?" She knocked on the door of the room, awaiting a response. It was the throes time she knocked, and frankly, she was about to break down the door if he didn't answer out or worry.
"Um.. well.." Gaara, who had been awfully silent, uttered from the other side of the door. He had locked himself there, and was sitting next to the door, wrapped in a blanket.
