Itachi had rarely met a sweet he didn't like, except for a few questionable spicy sweets he'd had in Suna. He was aware sugar was addictive, but after watching the vices of those he worked with, he'd decided he could have much worse addictions. This one was at least helpful, as sugar provided quick energy when needed.

Itachi was actually heading home from an unfortunately all night paper work marathon, too tired to take the rooftops home. He was nursing one last cup of too strong, luke-warm coffee as he made his way through the streets, probably looking haggard despite having neated his hair and washed his face of ink stains before leaving the Hokage's tower.

Itachi had elected to take a new way home and paused as he passed a bakery. He took a moment to look it over, trying to remember if he'd seen it before, or if it had sprung up when he'd been away, or if he'd simply never noticed it before. He wasn't usually on high alert in Konoha, so he could have missed it.

Sweets on top of coffee right before bed sounded like a good way not to sleep, but...

There wasn't any harm in looking, was there? Itachi debated with himself and took another sip of coffee.