Sakura, takes Sasuke's hand and lovingly looks into his eyes: Sasuke?

Sasuke, warily: yeah?

Sakura: Sasuke, moonlight of my life, apple of my eye, the sweet fresh melody of my heart, Sasuke?

Sasuke: ... yeah?

Sakura: I spent a week organizing that shelf. If you don't put the books back where you took them from I will fuck you up.