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22/09/2008
Path of thorns [Chapter 22]

Chapter Twenty-two

 

Halleluiah For Med Exams!

 

He has been avoiding her… for three days now. What is up with him? I thought we already talked about this. Sakura somehow assumed this had something to do with Kakashi’s morals again. About how they should not be together and that they should stay in a professional relationship. Professional my ass. With a melodramatic roll of her eyes, Sakura went to the only place she knew he took to hiding.

 

And lo and behold, she was right.

 

Right through the patches of trees where she and Kakashi used to do their daily training after she made a bet with him a few months ago sat the lone figure of the copy nin, quietly staring at the stream below. Really, was he trying that hard to avoid her? Why would he choose a hiding place she already knew of?

 

Another Kakashi mystery unsolved.

 

Sakura went down and approached him, not bothering to use stealth since she knew he probably sensed her already. Dropping next to him, Sakura casually greeted, “Hey.”

 

“Hey.” Kakashi didn’t even look surprised at her arrival.

 

Sakura gave him a disappointed look. “I haven’t seen you in days.” She told him in a… rather cavalier fashion. She doesn’t want to look too affected… no matter how true that fact is.

 

“I was…” Kakashi stalled, like he was thinking of some lame excuse again to get him out of this situation. “… busy.”

 

Right… “Oh yeah? With what?”

 

“…” Kakashi didn’t even looked he was affected with her interrogation, “Things.”

 

Just as she suspected. If Kakashi didn’t want to talk, he would definitely shove it to your face that he was not in the mood to say anything. “This is stupid.” She grumbled, more to herself. Can you blame her for feeling nothing but anger towards this man? She thought they already had an understanding. That he was okay with the relationship. That he already accepted the fact that she loves him. It seems the copy-nin’s still afraid on defying the rules. Sakura saw exactly what Kakashi was trying to point out in their situation. He’s embarrassed for having a relationship with his former student and that he’s ashamed to see them in public and be criticized. How many times did he tell her that? And why didn’t she ever listen?

 

They were going around in circles and she’s tired of it. If Kakashi prioritizes what the other people say and not his own feelings towards her, then it’s better that they maintain the professional relationship indeed.

 

“Sakura…”

 

The said girl stood up abruptly, “I can’t put up with you anymore, sensei.” Calling him that somehow made her feel as if they just lost that bond they built for years. “One day you want me and the next day you don’t. I don’t understand what’s going on inside that head of yours.” Her fists clenched at her sides, “I don’t get you anymore.”

 

Kakashi’s jaw tightened at the tone of Sakura’s voice, “Sakura, we can’t be together.”

 

“Save it.” Sakura rudely cut him off. “You’re like an old record, saying the same things. And like most of the time, I refuse to listen.”

 

Kakashi fell silent and failed to retaliate. He can’t debate with someone who makes sense.

 

“You told me directions are for fools. That whatever happens will happen.” Her voice raising a notch higher, “You said you don’t care what the others will think.”

 

Kakashi remembered that quite well. The only problem was that’s not really what he’s concerned of.

 

“I don’t care what other people will say about us.” Finally, she looked down despite the fact that he was still trying to avoid her gaze, “But you don’t. And that’s disappointing.”

 

Those last words hung between them in silence. Lifting his gaze from the stream, Kakashi looked over to Sakura only to find her gone.

 

**

 

The next few days were rather difficult. It seems the more she tries to avoid him, the more he appears. Maybe because you two were strictly under Tsunade’s decree of not signing up on any missions for one month. Sakura tried a lot of things to make Tsunade assign her to another village… she even begged for it. But the Hokage was adamant with her decision. She paid no heed to whatever Sakura said.

 

Having no other choice, Sakura continued her training with Tsunade just to buy time as well as to prevent herself from getting rusty. The last battle she had was horrible.

 

“Wrong! Do it again!”

 

Tsunade was born to be a dictator. It ran in her blood and she made sure everyone feared her superiority. A training session with her was always hellfire. But her method works perfectly. Sakura learned a lot of things from her and she had to give her some credit. She was a fast learner, so as what her sensei says, but she lacked a bit of coordination. Intelligence and coordination must be one to achieve everything. And for the past six… (Or was it seven?) years of training under Tsunade’s wings, Sakura could describe herself as a qualified medic nin.

 

“Focus is the key. How many times do I have to tell you that?” the blonde grumbled before gulping down her sake.

 

Sakura also considered her sensei as a drunken master. The more she is drunk, the stronger and more proficient she got. Weird, huh?

 

“I am focusing.” Sakura lied. Of course she wasn’t focusing. How could she focus when her mind always drifted back to Kakashi and the sudden turn out of their relationship? They had been good friends, closer than friends and then complete strangers. Everyone noticed this sudden change and kept on asking her what was going on. Of course, this is not helping her any. That was why she considered this training ground as her sanctuary. But it turns out even suffering from Tsunade’s tutelage doesn’t erase Kakashi from her mind.

 

Narrowed almond eyes glared profusely at her, “I may look like 20 but you know I’m old enough to know that you’re not telling the truth.” Then she quickly added, “Liar.”

 

Sakura brought her hands down at her sides and sighed in relief. Keeping her back crouched, hand extended, legs flexed for hours while drawing out chakra just to perform a simple jutsu that will probably save her life in the future tired the shit out of her. “I am trying!” she received a doubtful look from the Hokage, “I swear!”

“It won’t work if you get all riled up.” Tsunade casually shrugged her shoulders.

 

“Shishou…”

 

“Do it!”

Sakura reluctantly went back to her previous position and did as what she was told.

 

After further attempts, Tsunade saw no progress. Something was bothering her student. This technique was so simple, she could have learned it in a couple of days. They’ve been training for almost a week now and still she couldn’t see any spark of (1) kyuutai in her hands. (2) Genkan no Jutsu is a simple technique where you mold chakra into your hands and form an orb that can be inserted in human flesh and create a numbing sensation through out the muscle of the body. It is medically used as anaesthesia and could also be used during battles as an offensive attack.

 

Sakura silently observed the small orb in her hands. It reminded her of Naruto’s Rasengan, only the colour of hers was mild green and it looked more of a crystal orb than a ball of wind.

 

“Tell me, do you still want to continue this?” Tsunade asked her student.

 

“Yes.” Sakura resolutely answered. No. Unfortunately her mind tells the opposite.

 

“Concentrate!” Tsunade yelled between gritted teeth, “I’m NOT here… don’t talk to me!”

 

“But you just asked me—”

 

“I said FOCUS!”

 

Gr, damnit! Sakura wanted to protest so badly.

 

Ten minutes passed, Sakura asked out loud, “How am I doing?”

 

Tsunade glared, “Horrible, what else?”

 

“Your motivational skills amaze me, shishou.”

 

“Without this ‘skill’, you are not the medical nin you are now.” The blonde snapped back.

 

True, Sakura couldn’t deny that of course. Form, you stupid ball! She couldn’t understand why forming was such a difficult task. Molding chakra’s one of his specialties. But melding it into a ball seems to be the hardest thing to do in the world. For her, that is.

 

She looked up and saw her sensei was already done drinking and was now watching her intently with arms crossed. A look of disappointment still masked her face.

 

“By the end of this training session, you’ll still suck at head-on battles. You can’t always rely on your chakra, Sakura.”

 

“Then why are you teaching me jutsus instead of head-on fighting?”

 

Tsunade’s brow twitched, “We are supposed to get there but you’re stuck with the first lesson. The orb forming.” She made it sound as if it was the most awful thing that ever happened in Konoha’s history.

 

Well, you just can’t please everyone.

 

“Remember what you said to me a few days ago?” Tsunade asked.

 

“Nope.” She replied, not really in the mood to be nostalgic.

 

Tsunade shook her head disapprovingly, “Day by day, you’re losing your respect for me.”

 

Sakura inwardly slapped herself. “I apologise, Shishou.”

 

Tsunade dismissively nodded, “You told me you wanted to get stronger.”

 

Sakura nodded acquiescently.

 

“That you want to be included in the ANBU squad, remember?”

 

Sakura did tell her about that, but she hadn’t expected she’d take her seriously. Tsunade highly disapproved of letting Sakura join the squad. It was quite a surprise that she opened the topic herself.

 

“Tell me exactly why you wanted that.” She stalled for a moment before continuing, “Is it because of your boyfriends?”

 

The pink-haired medic resolutely shook her head, a little bit insulted that even Tsunade thinks that Naruto and Sasuke influenced all her whim. “I want to join ANBU because I want to prove that I am capable of joining the elite squad too. I don’t want to fall behind.” Everyone she knows already joined ANBU and had been doing S- or A-class missions for the past years. Both Naruto and Sasuke made it and even snatched the captain squad title. Getting the same title wasn’t exactly Sakura’s dream. Just the thought of being there and helping the squad was enough.

 

Okay, so maybe it was all about Naruto and Sasuke.

 

Somebody kill me please.

 

Tsunade rubbed her brows while absently nodding, “You’ll go under a special training before you can enter…” Then quietly added, “… and to get that tattoo, too.” Tsunade always admired those ink arts drawn on ANBU’s skin. It looked so regal and she knew Sakura thought the same way, too.

 

“I know.”

 

“How can you join ANBU if you can’t even perform this simple jutsu?” Tsuande doubtfully questioned her student as she effortlessly formed a kyuutai in her hand. “Until you get your focus back, I will not let you try on anything concerning the ANBU squad.” And just like that, the orb was gone.

“What??” Sakura incredulously asked. “B-but!”

“Settle things with him already, will you?”  When Sakura was about to ask her what she was talking about, she abruptly cut her short, “And don’t pretend you don’t know who I am referring to. Everyone in Konoha knows already.”

 

“Really?” Sakura blinked slowly at her and then immediately withdrew, “I-I mean! I don’t know what you’re talking about…” she said with a wave of her hand.

 

Tsunade only glowered. Where was the intelligent student she had a few months ago? Perhaps sending her to Sand was a bad decision after all. “Well congratulations, you just wasted my time, Sakura. Now if you’ll excuse me,” she turned on her heels and headed towards the only route to the main road. “I got missions to approve. See me when you’re ready.”

 

Sakura was in serious trouble right now. Even the Hokage thought she was unstable.

 

Damn you, Kakashi.

 

**

 

“Haruno-sensei.” A timid nurse called up to her as she was about to turn to the next corner toward the elevator.

 

Sakura turned and acknowledged her with arched brows. “Hai—” then her eyes searched the name plate she was wearing, aware that it was polite to know your colleagues’ name, “—Yoshino-san?”

 

The nurse gave a nod and said, “Haruno-sensei, you’re supposed to be at 2nd floor.”

 

“Why?” Sakura thought she just finished her rounds.

 

“Physical Examinations are due today. Have you forgotten, Haruno-sensei?” the nurse inquisitively asked, a little surprised since she already reminded her about this a few days ago.

 

Sakura’s eyes widened, “I was assigned there?”

Yoshino nodded, sheepishly smiling, “Hai, sensei.”

 

“Oh… damn.” Sakura could not believe she forgot about that, “I’m sorry. I’ll go down in a sec.” she profusely apologised before heading down to the 2nd floor.

 

Yoshino curiously cocked her head to the side and thought out loud, “Haruno-sensei’s acting weird.” A gasp, widened eyes, and then, “Could it be that the rumours about her and Hatake-san were true?”

 

**

 

Sometimes, Naruto couldn’t help but feel disappointed toward his friends. They never tell him anything. Just like today when he noticed a lot of things changed around him this morning.

 

First, Kakashi-sensei seems to be more engrossed in that orange book he always carried around. Anywhere he went, his nose was kept stuck between the pages, not even noticing his polite greeting when he passed by him.

 

Second, Sasuke seemed to be recovering from his melodramatic life and started signing up on missions again. He appeared to be a lot… contented and less brooding. For the past month he watched him hide inside that humungous compound of his and avoid people as much as he can. Now, he even started talking to him and teasing him just like old times.

 

And third, Sakura seemed to be overworking herself. In mornings he saw her working at the hospital, by afternoon she’s with Tsunade, and by night she’d go straight home. He tried to have a drink with her but she adamantly refused, telling him that she’s too tired to abuse her body more with alcohol.

 

What is up with that??

 

Nobody’s telling me anything! This sucks… Naruto sulkily sat Indian-style on Tsunade’s office’s rooftop, crossed his arms and looked like a very, very upset cat with his face scrunched up.

 

“Oi, Naruto!” came Shizune’s voice that quite startled the blond.

 

Naruto looked down and saw her head peeking through the balcony. “What?”

 

“Get down here. The briefing starts now.” And just like that, her head disappeared from his line of vision.

 

With a snort, Naruto jumped down the balcony and proceeded inside Tsunade’s office where she was waiting patiently.

 

Or maybe not…

 

Naruto cringed at the look of her face. Her brows were furrowed deeply, her eyes were closed and her lips twitched as if she’s trying her best from not bursting out.

 

It was kinda funny but Naruto knew better than to laugh at the Hokage.

 

On the other side of the room stood Hatake Kakashi. Obviously, the jounin’s tardiness once again caused Tsunade’s irritation.

 

“The strangest thing happened to me—”

 

“Save it.” Tsunade snapped.

 

Somehow, that quite reminded him of a certain pink-haired medic whom he tried his best to avoid for the past few days.

 

Tsunade noticed Naruto was still standing by the balcony, “Naruto, stand where I can see you.”

 

Naruto grumbled something about ‘demanding old hag’ but did as what he was told. He stood next to his former sensei.

 

Clearing her throat, Tsunade started, “A tribulation from the east was reported to me this morning. I want you two to look it up and see who’s causing it.” as if on cue, Shizune moved towards them and handed their scrolls.

 

“That’s it?” Kakashi arched his exposed eyebrow. “Any suspects?”

 

Tsunade shook her head, “I have a feeling this concerns you.”

 

Naruto asked, “What do you mean?”

Tsunade’s almond eyes locked on Kakashi’s, “According to the report, it was a band of… black suited nins. I am not really sure but… I believe you already had an encounter with them, have you not, Kakashi?”

 

Kakashi’s eyes narrowed dangerously as he recalled the day he and Sakura were attacked in the forest. So, they’re heading this way… he never expected them actually having that much of a determination to pursue Sakura. It seems Orochimaru was really desperate.

 

“Is this the reason why you removed my mission-banned order?” he was quite surprised that he was called for a briefing. As far as he can remember, Kakashi recalled the Hokage prohibiting him from involving himself from any missions.

 

“Does that make you happy?” Tsunade arched an eyebrow at him. She only received a simple shrug of his shoulders.

 

Naruto read the scroll, which surprisingly rolled down to his knees and whined, “Who wrote this??” he asked in mild concern and surprise.

 

Tsunade turned her attention towards him, “Proprietor of Hoku village.”

 

Naruto scoffed, “No wonder. What kind of report is this? It’s too long.”

 

Tsunade bit the inside of her cheek, “He’s detailed.”

 

“We just need useful information. A simple ‘what, when, where’. Every simple description’s prolonged with these… with these words! Hey! He even included detrition. What the hell does that mean?” Clearly, Naruto’s creating a big fuss over something so trivial so he could lighten up the situation. Kakashi was glad for the distraction.

 

Tsunade only rolled her eyes, “Enough. You can leave.” Before the two could even turn on their heels, she quickly asked, “Oh, were you two able to undergo the annual medical exam?”

 

“I went there this morning.” Answered Naruto.

 

Kakashi was silent.

 

“I am not allowing you to go until you visit the hospital, Kakashi.” She knew how much Kakashi hated hospitals. After the traumas he experienced from his childhood, he always tried his best to avoid that sterile building. The smell of antiseptic itself upsets him.

 

Kakashi only nodded and went outside with Naruto in tow.

 

**

Sakura dropped tiredly into her chair after tending to the last patient that day. She always hated physical examinations. Taking vital signs, weight, height over and over again turns boring once you’ve done it about five or ten times. Looking up, she saw the wall clock and it read 3:15 pm. She glanced over to her assistant and asked with a little hope in her voice, “Was that the last one?”

 

Botan scanned her list and noticed one particular jounin unchecked, “Err… Haruno-sensei…” She didn’t know if it was alright for her to even mention the name to her since it seemed the two weren’t on good terms.

 

“Hm?” Sakura arched her brows and then noticed the blatant look of uneasiness on Botan’s face. Oh, don’t tell me. She shot up from her chair and took the paper from Botan’s hand.

 

Eyes widening, her breathing stopped as she slowly read the name of the last jounin she was supposed to exam.

 

(3) “Sumimasen.” A head with a white mop of a hair peeked inside the room.

 

Both Sakura and Botan froze and stared at him. Sakura looking a lot dumber had her mouth a little ajar from disbelief.

 

“Kakashi-san…” Botan called her voice a little uncertain.

 

Kakashi saw Botan and flashed her his usual grin. Before he could even greet her back, he noticed the other occupant of the room, who was still rather in a state of shock.

 

Oh boy. Kakashi’s ability to speak failed him as his exposed eye met Sakura’s stunned ones.

 

**

 

“Take off your shirt and sit on the table.” Sakura’s voice was clipped, all business-like as she rounded around to gather her tools.

 

Kakashi was hesitant at the fact of letting Sakura do his physical examination. The last time he checked, Sakura was angry at him. And with those scalpels not so far away from her, who knew what she’d do to him. No, she’s not that evil. He wished he didn’t say that as it already jinxed everything. He looked up and saw her fussing over some set of scalpels and other sharp things only to find her reaching to the other end for her sphygmomanometer.

 

Taking off his shirt, he sat on the cold table and waited for her to get done with her preparations. Really, did it take five minutes to gather all her things?

 

Neither did Kakashi know Sakura was trying her best to stall. Realizing that she already completed her tools and had nothing else to do, she approached the man she tried to avoid and started with taking his vital signs.

 

“Take off the headband and mask, please.” When he did took it off without hesitation, Sakura couldn’t help but admire the unblemished, handsome face inwardly since she’d been deprived from it for almost a week. With a weary sigh, she inspected him from head to toe. She could feel his eyes following her every single move, watching her closely as she checked his eyes.

 

Sakura’s attention was diverted to his sharingan. “How is it?” she asked, looking straight into it. Kakashi immediately closed it before it affects her.

 

“I suggest that you stop doing that.” He told her as he took a hold on the hand inspecting his eye.

 

Sakura looked at him with mild surprise that turned into something akin to livid anger. She reclaimed her hand back and said, “I know what I’m doing, Kakashi. Open it.”

 

Kakashi adamantly refused by closing his eyes, “Stop.”

 

Sakura however didn’t give up, “You will not hurt me, don’t worry.” She tried to sound placating, like a mother to a child.

 

As if her words somehow convinced him, Kakashi slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. Of course, why would he use the sharingan on her? He was just afraid that she might trigger something that will put them both in danger.

 

“I refuse.” He said before tugging down on his headband to cover his sharingan.

 

“What?”

 

“Proceed with the inspection.” He told her.

 

“I need to check your eyes.” She persisted.

 

“I have the right to refuse.”

 

“But…”

 

“It’s my right.” The look in his eye told her more. It clearly told her to back off.

 

Sighing, Sakura found no other choice but to leave it. “You’re stubborn than a mule.” She grumbled irritatingly as she proceeded.

 

Kakashi didn’t say anything in return and just silently watched her. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail, giving her that neat look. She wore no make-up but a simple lip gloss to accentuate her beautiful lips. She smelled nice and Kakashi couldn’t help but take a sniff whenever she comes too close. I feel like a dog right now. He inwardly thought as he cautiously checked if Sakura noticed what he was doing. A very satisfied dog at that.

 

He couldn’t see what she was wearing with that huge white robe covering her. But the look definitely suited her. She was born to be a great medic someday, and he’s proud to know someone with great intelligence like her.

 

Sakura stiffened when she felt his nose brush her neck as she reached to take his breathing. Did he just smell me? Thinking that it was just her imagination, Sakura went on. When she leaned again, she felt something incessantly pressing against her skin. With a startled gasp, she pulled back only to find Kakashi’s arms snaking around her waist.

 

“Kakashi!” she exclaimed, “What are you doing?” she was stunned when he continued, now bathing her neck with wet, open-mouthed kisses.

 

Sakura fought not to moan but failed to do so. With a small whimper, Sakura tried to gain her senses back and worriedly scanned the whole room. Kakashi’s lips moved from her collar bone, to her neck, up to her jaw, tracing the bone in lazy butterfly kisses.

 

“We can’t—mmph!” Kakashi took the opportunity to kiss her thoroughly, pulling her tightly flushed against him.

 

Sakura’s legs melted as her shoulders sagged and rested her full weight against him. Kakashi gladly tightened his hold and explored the mouth he yearned for days.

 

As much as Sakura wanted to continue this making-out session, she couldn’t let anything happen inside her clinic. She pulled away briefly before Kakashi tried to kiss her again. Finally finding the strength to push him away, Sakura stood up on her legs and looked him in the eye. Her breathing was quite laboured as she asked, “What’s going on?” she breathlessly whispered, her eyes falling on his awaiting lips.

 

Kakashi’s eye trailed her reddening ones. Licking his lips to taste the remnants of her lip gloss, Kakashi replied a bit dazedly, “We’re making out.”

 

Sakura absently nodded, “Why? I’m mad at you.”

 

“Likewise.” He said in a nonplussed expression.

 

Sakura shook her head, a little bit confused herself. “No, no. I mean, I’m supposed to be angry at you.”

 

Kakashi looked as if that was the first time he heard her talked and softly said, “I’m sorry…” and as simple as that, he went to kiss her again.

 

Really, what’s a girl to do if you’re kissing one of the hottest jounins in Konoha?

 

“Sakura…” He whispered against her lips, a little breathless.

 

“Sakura…”

 

“Sakura…”

 

Sakura!”

 

Sakura was startled out of her daze and saw Kakashi looking at her weirdly. “Are you alright?” He was wondering if his little sniffing caused shock on the girl’s head. They were in the middle of checking lung capacity when she all of a sudden stopped and looked… well, spellbound.

 

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” Came Sakura’s nervous reply. Way to go, Sakura. You just daydreamed in the middle of an examination. Feeling utterly embarrassed, she quickly turned to hide her blushing face.

 

Kakashi jumped from the table and went to follow her, “I know I shouldn’t have doubted you.”

 

Sakura swiftly turned around, “What?”

“I should’ve trusted you more. I know Sasuke’s—”

 

“What about Sasuke?” Sakura challengingly questioned him.

 

Kakashi frustratingly sighed and rubbed a palm over his face before continuing, “I thought you were using me as a rebound and…”

 

“You thought you were a rebound?” the look on her face was mixed stun and disbelief, “Sasuke?”

 

Kakashi didn’t know if he would be able to get out of this hospital alive. “I saw you with him…”

 

Sakura silently looked at him for a moment until she recalled that afternoon when she and Sasuke had that ‘talk’. “You sneaked up on us?” she couldn’t believe he had the guts to step over her privacy!

 

Kakashi’s eye narrowed, “I was passing by.”

 

Sakura wouldn’t buy that talk. The road was almost a mile away from the river. “You heard us talking, of course?”

 

“I did.”

 

“And what did you hear that made you doubt our relationship all over again?”

 

Kakashi’s mouth was set into a straight line. Sakura patiently waited for his answer as she crossed her arms and tapped her foot.

 

“Sasuke still wants you. And now I think he’s serious.” He was somewhat reluctant to say those words.

 

Well you left too early. She wished Kakashi stayed a bit longer so he could’ve heard what Sasuke told her after that. “So, what if Sasuke really did want me back?” she snapped a bit irritably, “Won’t you fight for me? You think after Sasuke’s confession I’ll just go and be swept away by him?”

 

Kakashi felt like hundreds and hundreds of accusing fingers were pointed at him right now. “That’s why I realized I was wrong to doubt you.” Long hours of staring up in his ceiling, a non-stop reading of Icha Icha even if he couldn’t really understand what he was reading, and sitting stagnantly with no missions made him insane. Her silent treatment killed him. He couldn’t and would not tolerate another day not talking to her or being near her.

 

He was miserable.

 

Sakura was fighting an inner battle within her. Looking at Kakashi without a shirt on with both of them all alone inside her clinic made her insides itch. Fine! I missed him! She wanted to look and sound angry. But with Kakashi looking at her, looking really apologetic and shirtless made her want to change her mind.

“And you think I’ll just forgive you with that sad excuse?”

Kakashi sighed, “Not exactly…”

Sakura sucked up a lungful of air before returning at the task at hand. “I want this done as soon as possible.” The look of confusion and slight disappointment that crossed Kakashi’s face was not left unnoticed as he followed and sat on the cold table again.

When she was done, which was a little too soon, Kakashi donned his shirt and vest again. Sakura on the other hand tried to ignore the nagging voice inside her head. Forgive the poor man! As if it were that easy. He really made her mad this time.

Kakashi had no idea how his jealousy affected his bubble-gum haired kunoichi. Seeing that she was not in the mood to listen to any of his explanations, Kakashi gave up the idea of making up with her when it is visibly fruitless.

“We’re done,” she told him and just like that, she packed her things and went to leave the room.

Not before Kakashi stopped her, though.

Sakura gazed at the hand gripping her arm before glaring at the man who owned it.

“I really am sorry, Sakura.”

She really was not in the mood to forgive him just yet. “Next time, try not to leave too early.” That got his attention, “… you’re missing a lot.” And with that, she retrieved her arm and went out of the door.

Kakashi was left there, thinking to himself.

TBC


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