Title: Poor Sasuke.

Pairings: SasuSaku.

Rating: K.

Summary: Today's word is Why.

"Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bo-"

"Sakura, just saying you're bored doesn't make you any less bored."

"-red. Bored. Don't care, Sasuke. Shut the hell up. Bored."

"Why did you even take computer studies in the first place?" The raven haired youth asked his girlfriend.

She simply replied with a shrug of her dainty shoulders. That was, before her green eyes lit up like a light bulb.

"Go to google. I will show you why..." She instructed. Sasuke, uncertain why she was suddenly so lively, followed his commands obediently.

She grinned, before stretching her fingers. "Oh, the fun you have with google." She typed the word Why.

"Why can't I own a Canadian?" Sasuke asked, confused. Sakura was trying not to laugh, her small hand pressing against her pale face.

"Uchiha, that is discrimination!" The teacher yelled loudly.

Glare. "I didn't mean it like that. I was just -"


"But I-"

"Teme, you're such a douche."

"Naruto, shut up."

He turned back to the stupid computer. Then glared at his girlfriend, who was still giggling adorably. Then he glared at the computer. Again.

Because, really. It was the stupid machines fault.

"Why do animals become extinct?" He asked himself. This computer was just plain retarded.

"Really, I thought a bright student such as yourself would know that already, Sasuke. You get another detention."

Sasuke kicked the computer.

It may have gotten him in trouble, but when it comes to kick boxing, it didn't stand a chance.

Taylor~ I fail at crack!

This is why I stick to angst D:

Google really is weird though.