Path of thorns [CHapter 12]

Chapter Twelve

 

Formalities between the killer and his prey

 

It took them a day to reach the edge of the forest that was separating Sand from the last village they stayed at. It was a fast travel, yes, but they’re obviously a day behind the promised date of their arrival. They all knew the Kazekage wouldn’t be too pleased. They reached the border when a group of three sand nins eyed them suspiciously. They appeared filthy from the travelling but none cared about their appearance. Just as long as they got their job done, everything was fine.

 

Inevitably, one of the nins questioned, “State your business.”

 

“A consular mission instructed by the Hokage of Konoha.” Kakashi spoke to the nins who were responsible for Sand’s security, showing them a scroll written by Tsunade herself. “We’re here by the Kazekage’s request. Leaf’s fifth Hokage gave us her consent.” He gave them the papers signed by the Hokage and the request letter of the Kazekage. The three nins affirmed the papers and started rummaging through their luggage. Kakashi, Shikamaru and Neji looked unruffled as the inspection was done. Sakura, however, thought it was unnecessary. Perhaps the current attacks caused paranoia. She looked over her team of medics and noticed them nervously giving them their things.

 

Once the bag inspection was over, they were led towards the post and waited for their pass.

 

“Is it rude if I pull their eyes out?” Sakura murmured at Kakashi while glaring at the Sand nins who continuously kept a watchful eye towards their group.

 

“They’re doing it for their own safety, Sakura. We’re all very aware of their situation.” Kakashi replied in a low voice while eyeing the sand nins as well. It was rather surprising that no enemies attacked them so far and in situations like this, Kakashi thought it was odd.

 

As they travelled further, the grass of the pasture slowly disappeared and turned into a golden coverlet of sand. The weather changed from windy to irritatingly warm as they headed further into the Sand country. The group decided to walk instead of running for it was starting to get unbearably hot. Hours went by before they reached almost halfway towards the village. They camped in the middle of the desert to spend the night, all throwing away their blankets in order to let the warm breeze somehow cool them down. The next day however was torture. The sun attacked them viciously, biting their skin like sharp blades as they neared the group of dry mountains surrounding the village of sand.

 

Finally! Sakura triumphantly danced inside her head. I will give anything for water… She was parched as the sand sea beneath them. She looked over her team and noticed them in the same state. As usual, Kakashi, Shikamaru and Neji refused to show any weakness and kept their faces straight. Although, Shikamaru seems to be failing miserably. His eyes drooped tiredly and she could tell he will give anything for a nice soft bed to collapse in. Actually, she too wishes the same thing as well.

 

They entered the village and noticed the square buildings, Sakura assumed as houses for Sand people. Her vision turned everything into the warmest touch of brown and gold. The sun was unforgiving, frying everything underneath without hesitation. Oh my god my brain’s melting… She couldn’t describe the how happy she felt when the first building to welcome their eyes was an inn.

 

“Rest,” Kakashi said before everyone else head towards their respective bedrooms. “Someone may have informed the Kazekage about our arrival by now. We’ll meet here tomorrow morning.” As they all nodded and went to leave, Kakashi took Sakura’s arm and pulled her back. “Not you. We’re going to visit him now.”

 

“But I thought you said…”

 

“The Kazekage asked for your assistance and we owe it to him that you show up the moment we arrive.” He released her arm and started walking outside. Sakura closely followed behind. “I’ll accompany you there.”

 

Because of the heat, Sakura almost forgot the real reason why they visited Sand. She abided with Kakashi’s request and set aside her need for sleep until next week. The receptionist kindly advised them not to stray separately since the area was currently unsafe. Everyone else in Sand was notified to stay alert at all times and not to mention, stay inside their homes too for the time being until the plague wanes.

 

They went outside and suddenly noticed the absence of people. The whole area was so quiet; you can almost hear the rustling of sand as the wind blew in. Sakura trudged with heavy feet while observing each corner vigilantly. All the buildings looked exactly the same except for the few signs attached on stores and other public stations.

 

“Are we there yet?” Sakura asked, wincing at the way her voice rasped. Her poor, poor throat.

 

“I’m not sure…” even Kakashi’s voice showed the evidence of dehydration. She noticed his shoulders drooped slightly as they walked further.

 

“Don’t you think we should find some official or something?” she used her hand to keep the sun from hurting her eyes, squinting as she tried to envisage the outlying part of the village. “Going ‘round in circles won’t help us. If I faint here, you have to drag me back.”

 

Kakashi chuckled, “Sure as long as you do the same thing to me.”

 

“I carried you when you were drunk, Kakashi. What difference does it make?” she sardonically replied.

 

“This time, I’ll make it much harder for you. If I have to double my weight, I’ll do it.”

 

“Yeah, do that and I’ll bury you alive.” Despite of her comment, she silently laughed when she heard him chuckle in return.

 

She knew their petty argument was meant to boost up their remaining energy. All the travelling and the heat overly wearied them out and laughter always makes things less strenuous.

 

They continued walking and finally, one Sand nin took pity and led them towards the Kazekage’s building. As they walked there, the jounin explained why everyone else chose to ignore them. They were frightened, and who wouldn’t be after being tricked twice by unknown nins who continuously harass them.

 

“We’re afraid you’re one of them too but…” the jounin nonchalantly said as they neared their destination, “…since we’re informed about nins from Konoha will come to help us and noticed the Village signs you carry,” he pointed on Kakashi’s hitai-ate, “we assumed you’re the people sent here to end the epidemic.”

 

Kakashi couldn’t help but ask, “How are things around here? Has another attack occurred these past few days?”

 

The jounin looked reluctant to answer yet he did so with very few words, “A warning, that’s all.”

 

“What do you mean?” Sakura frowned over his answer.

 

“Well… some part of the village were bombed two days ago. They say it’s a sort of… warning for the Kazekage to start building his troops. It was rather confusing and frightening at the same time. We will never know if we’re safe today, tomorrow or next week. Vigilance is a must here…”

 

Soon they reached the village and the jounin went on his way.

 

“This looks awfully serious, Kakashi.” Sakura noted as she watched the jounin disappear on the horizon.

 

He ignored her comment and made a move to enter the Kazekage’s office, “Let’s go.”

 

Once they went in, Sakura felt the urge to kiss the walls for becoming her comfort zone. The room was cool enough and it definitely sheltered her away from the awful sun. Wiping the sweat on her forehead, Sakura followed Kakashi as he started walking further into the hall. It was a blessing, really, just to stand here and shield herself, especially while viewing the hotness of the outside world through the building’s square windows. She was too occupied staring off that she didn’t notice the lady sitting outside the Kazekage’s room, who Kakashi assumed was his secretary.

 

“May I help you?” the woman addressed him in deadpanned voice. It seemed she herself wasn’t enjoying the heat as well. She was the same age as Anko with chestnut hair tied in a bun and wore thick rimmed glasses.

 

“We’re here to see the Kazekage. I have brought his requested medic nin from Konoha.” He tipped his head towards Sakura’s direction.

 

“I see.” The woman said in a clipped tone, “Go in, he’s waiting for you.”

 

Kakashi smiled his thanks and turned to grab Sakura away from her daydreaming. “Don’t you dare go to lala land without me.” He softly murmured in order for her to hear his comment alone and she giggled in return. “He wishes to see you. I’ll wait for you here.” He said and automatically plopped down the nearby chairs. With a nod, she went towards the door separating her and the Kazekage and cautiously knocked.

 

“Enter.” A deep muffled voice said within the room and took the opportunity to enter the room.

 

The vision before her surprised her nonetheless. There stood the Kazekage, now tall and matured from the years of not seeing each other. He was still the same Gaara of the Dessert. Deep mahogany brown hair, emotionless jade eyes… well, except the clothes he was wearing; more fit for a ruler… or something that will differ him from the others. And the gourd, of course was gone. Why would he even carry that thing around when he’s got a town-full of sand around him anyway?

 

He was standing behind his desk, arms crossed, glaring down on the pile of scrolls on the damned mahogany table, eyeing it in hopes of burning it down. Despite of his blank image, he looked extremely upset right now.

 

Closing the door behind her, she walked in baby-steps, “Kazekage-sama…” Sakura formally bowed her head but kept her eyes locked on Gaara’s dark form. He had settled on ignoring her for awhile since his eyes were obviously still trained on the scrolls. Somehow, she felt insulted. She wanted to demand his attention but immediately realized the harm it could do to their current situation. Gaara of the Dessert was no man who easily follow orders from a measly medic nin like her. During the Chuunin exams, he was hardly tamed by Baki. Who is she to even dare to tame him now? Not from someone he tried to kill seven years ago.

 

Finally, after the long silence that he finally took notice of, Gaara lifted his eyes and studied the girl before him. He showed no signs of confusion but still it showed that he was trying to recall where he had seen Sakura before. And it dawned on him, seven years ago during the finals of Chuunin exam. The girl he pinned on a tree while he fought with Naruto. Also, one of his rescuers when he was kidnapped. Ah, that girl. He mused, still looking at her with his eerie jade eyes.

 

Come on, keep yourself together. Chin up, stand straight… speak for Pete’s sake! Inhaling to calm her nerves, she said, “By the order of the fifth Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village, I am here as requested by the Kazekage of Hidden Sand Village.” She bowed again, this time to show her utter respect.

 

“I heard you travelled with three other jounins.” Gaara’s voice sounded so smooth yet so cold around the room.

 

“Yes. And with four medic trainees as well.” She answered, still retaining her bowing position, “We are here to help stop the epidemic.”

 

“How long is your service?” without looking up, she could tell he moved around his desk by the soft footfalls and the rustle of his clothing.

 

“As long as it is needed…” she carefully replied. Tsunade-sama did instruct her to stay until the problem was solved. Once the Epidemic was over, she and the others would return to Konoha immediately.

 

There was silence for a moment before Gaara decided to speak again, “Your safety is assured. There’s one thing I must clear before this conversation ends.” Then he paused, “Stand straight.”

 

His offhand command reached her ears and immediately she did as what she was told. She stood straight and was able to face the Kazekage properly. He was now standing before his desk but he still kept his arms crossed.

 

“The battlefield is no concern of yours. You will stay in the hospital and heal my people. Your interference is clearly unaccepted.”

 

This information irked her, noting that her abilities were once again questioned and underestimated, “But what if my assistance is needed?”

 

“It’ll never happen.”

“What if I want to protect myself?”

 

“As I said, your safety is assured.”

 

Her eyes narrowed, “You’re not being reasonable.” Great, their first meeting and she’s starting to piss him off. Yep, they’ll get along just fine.

 

Gaara glared at the obstinate female, “You are from another village. If something happens to you, your Hokage will not be pleased.”

 

As if seeing light at the end of a never ending tunnel, Sakura finally understood. He’s just trying avoid anything that would destroy the friendship between Sand and Leaf. If something did happen to her and her team, Sand will be questioned and the treaty will be overthrown. “I understand…” she said, nodding and letting her eyes fall on the ground in shame.

 

Again; with unreadable emotion except for the gleam in his eyes that clearly said, I-told-you-so in a manner that annoyed the shit out of her. She has to get out of here before she says something stupid again.

 

“You’re dismissed.” Was all he said before he turned and started glaring on the scrolls again. Weird.

 

“Hai.” With one final bow, she turned and exited the room.

 

That was one weird exchange of formalities.

 

**

 

The hospital was unbearable, especially the tent specifically built to house all those who caught the epidemic. Cries of pain sounded like nails against blackboard, screeching until the brain bleeds and ends up like a puddle of poo on the ground. And the smell… a combination of sterilized equipments, sweat, blood and pus. Just the smell you need when you’re about to eat a mouth-watering bento box with different maki’s and sushi’s inside and a rice with a fermented cherry on top.

 

It had been three days since they arrived and boy, Sakura had the urge to quit and go back to Konoha. But of course she didn’t have the will to do that. She was a medic and it is her duty to care for people until they’re nursed back to their health. And not to mention the treaty between her and the Kazekage who seemed to ignore her sufferings and sacrifices would be in danger.

 

Her team wasn’t all that bad. Daigaro and the others were doing pretty well with their practicum despite of the toxicity of the situation. Patients were having trouble with breathing, having infection, blood-shot eyes and cyanotic skin. Sakura assumed it was poisoning, whether through food, air or water. The medics there proved her right and said the same thing. They told her it happened a few weeks ago when the first attack occurred. The village was in shambles and enemies could freely access in and out through the area without being traced. They also said the first patient reported that the water from the well was consumed by him and his family. After doing so, they felt unbearable pain on the stomach until their limbs felt weak and numb. The pain was attacking from the inside and eating its way through the surface of the dermis area of the skin, causing an infection and the continuous distribution of pus.

 

They would’ve finished their duty in one week if only there weren’t any threats coming from Sand’s invisible enemies. During her five day stay in Sand, she experienced almost three distractions and had to hide into the underground floor of the hospital until the attacks were over. It was an awful experience, avoiding battles and not be able to fight for yourself. It was like being an invalid; deprived from walking or from doing something productive.

 

And so the next day, she confronted him again about this.

 

“It’s obviously not fair. I think we medics should fight as long as it is required.”

 

“The underground floor’s not built for your proposition.” That eerie voice of ‘speak-more-I’ll-kill-you’ haunted her ears. “Not unless things won’t work my way. Only then I will allow you to do whatever you want.”

 

“Can I take your word for that?” she received a glare and she willingly took that as a ‘yes’. Fine, you prick. She took her leave and went back to the inn.

 

“Haruno-san!” Oichi’s lithe form approached her as soon as she reached her room. “Hatake-san and the others are at the bar and…”

 

“Why does that not surprise me?” Sakura shook her head and sighed.

 

“… well, they told me to fetch you. Nara-san said you needed a break. It’s been five days and…”

 

“Alright, tell them I’ll be there in thirty minutes. I need a bath.” Oichi nodded jovially and left. A war is starting and still they keep on bar hopping. She quietly mused to herself as she slides the shoji door of her room. She went inside, rolled her shoulder and massaged it. She entered the bathroom, turned the dial and stood underneath the shower head.

 

**

 

Sakura arrived five minutes late. Upon entering, she immediately saw Temari and Shikamaru, exchanging wits for the second night they had seen each other. Ever since Temari and Kankurou went to visit them; those two never stopped strangling each others’ throats. The blonde was sitting crossed-legged, a smirk on her face as she watched the very, very pissed off Shikamaru defend his dignity. Next to them was her medic team, laughing as they listened to their argument.

 

Kankurou was talking to one of her female trainees, telling her something that made the girl blush and laugh. Sakura’s mouth twitched. It was an odd sight seeing Kankurou flirting with anyone, so she shifted her eyes and saw Hyuuga Neji walking around, avoiding a gang of fan girls, whom, she remembered, kept chasing him since they arrived. Poor, Neji. She laughed as he spotted her and immediately went to her direction, Fine, I’ll save you. As he neared, she met him halfway, latched an arm around his and dragged him away from his disappointed fan girls.

 

“Thank you.” Neji quietly said as he reluctantly glanced back on the irritating female species.

 

“You amaze me.” Sakura’s eyes glittered as she laughed, “You manage to acquire a mob of fan girls in such a short time. How do you do it?” she lightly teased, but Neji wasn’t angry despite on how much he tried to show he was upset with her teasing

 

“I never did it on purpose.” He defended quite poorly since his mouth was slowly curving into a smile. Just shows you how much Sakura changed him in the past few weeks they’d been together in this mission.

 

“Oh C’mon,” she let go of his arm so she could lightly push him, “It took years for Naruto to do that.”

 

“There’s your answer. He’s Naruto…” He meant it as joke, but the look he saw on Sakura’s face was priceless.

 

She stopped, gaped at him and almost breathlessly said, “Did you just made a joke?”

 

Neji’s eyes narrowed, slightly insulted. “You’re supposed to laugh.”

 

Sakura shook her head and started laughing, “No… I mean, wow… I just—I mean you're so out of character but—” she latched her arm around his again and dragged him into walking, “I’m glad.” At least he’s finally crawling out of shell, albeit slowly. She never got this effect on Sasuke before. Her attempts to change him were poorly ignored, much to her disappointment.

 

They joined the others and drank booze. They talked, made jokes and enjoyed the night like there was no tomorrow. After this however, they will all go back to their duties and wear the same-old mask of deception. As they all listened to Kankurou, Sakura scanned the whole table and noticed someone was missing. Where’s Kakashi?

 

“He’s busy talking to glasses girl over there.” Shikamaru said as if reading her thoughts.

 

Sakura turned to him, confusion written all-over her face, “What?”

 

“Gaara’s hot secretary dragged him away.”

 

At that mentioned, Sakura’s fine brow arched, “Really?”

 

Shikamaru put his hands on a defensive stance, “Whoa, don’t get him wrong, Sakura. We only have two days left before we give our report to Hokage-sama. It’s been three days and that Gaara doesn’t give us proper information. Kakashi had no other choice but to use his secretary. You know, take advantage on whatever opportunity’s coming forth.”

 

“I didn’t ask for an explanation, Shikamaru.” Sakura murmured softly enough for Shikamaru to hear.

 

“You looked like you’re ready to burst out into a jealous fit if I didn’t.”

 

Sakura glared at him and indignantly replied, “I-am-not-jealous!”

 

“Yeah, whatever.” Shikamaru waved a hand and drank the whole contents of his glass.

 

“What are you trying to imply, Nara?” She was dead serious, he could tell by her using his last name.

 

Shikamaru opened one lazy eye to side-glance at her, “Promise me you won’t skin me alive?”

 

“It depends.” Sakura pressed.

 

Shikamaru gulped as she gave him that look clearly saying ‘tell-me-or-not-I’ll-still-skin-you-alive’. Why do they always threaten him with those killer eyes, both Neji and Sakura? Ch, some friends they are… With a sigh, he gave up and said, “You and Kakashi’s been traipsing around for a long time. Everybody knows you two will end up together and…”

 

Sakura almost dropped her glass, “What?” her eyes were wide as saucers.

 

“It’s obvious. You and Kakashi feel for each other and I don’t see why…”

 

“See what?” Sakura’s head was spinning, was it because of the booze or the stuff Shikamaru was telling her. Does everyone really assume that they’re—that they felt for each other??

 

“… see why you’re not together.” Shikamaru finished. He looked at Sakura and almost felt sorry for causing this shock.

 

“Why were not together…” Sakura dumbly repeated.

 

“Do you like him?”

 

Sakura raised her head and saw Shikamaru’s piercing eyes looking at her. “What?”

 

“Do you love him?”

 

“Love him?” again, she repeated quite dumbly.

 

For someone almost as smart as Shikamaru, Sakura was a mess. That frustrated him. “Think about it… this conversation tires me.” He stood up and went to start an argument with Temari again, who by now was quite drunk and loud. Who knew the blonde bombshell gets loud when drunk? It was priceless.

 

Sakura was left thinking over what he said.

 

You got angry when he ignored you.

 

You kept touching his face when he’s asleep.

 

You cried when you felt he doesn’t trust you.

 

Felt happy when you reconciled.

 

Admit it you felt the spark of jealousy when Shikamaru said he’s with Gaara’s secretary.

 

Also, you almost bore holes on the back of he’s neck when you saw him with that blonde girl. And they were kissing!

 

Just admit it! You get jealous when he’s with other women!

 

Doesn’t that just scream L-O-V-E??

 

No… Sakura was sad, furious and betrayed all the same time. Why… When did it happen? When did she realize she had fell in-love? Again? How… That moment she realized her love for Sasuke was platonic, had she already fallen in love with her ex-sensei?

 

Oh no… Sakura sat there silently in disbelief, trying to review her weird conversation with Shikamaru until a figure came rushing to their table, a little breathless and frantic. It turned out; it was one of Sand’s medics.

 

“E-excuse me,” every pair of eyes turned to look at her. “Haruno-san, the Kazekage wishes to see you.” She said, trying to catch her breath. She came all the way from the Kazekage’s office, obviously threatened by Gaara to deliver the message quick or he’ll make her life miserable is she so fails.

 

Don’t I deserve any break? I’m human too… With a sigh, she stood up and nodded. She turned towards her friends and said, “Sorry. I’ll make it up next time.” She saw the look of worry on their faces, especially on Temari and Kankurou after hearing that the request came from their brother himself.

 

As she bid them goodnight, she went to follow the messenger outside the bar. As she walked, she got the eerie feeling that someone was watching her. With a little turn of her head, she saw Kakashi’s eye looking straight over her direction while conversing with glasses girl, who pretty much looked like she drank enough alcohol for tonight.

 

She immediately looked away and exited the pub as the warm evening breeze welcomed her. I wonder what he wants now… She felt another knot forming at the back of her neck. Great.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 11]

Chapter Eleven

 

Reconcile

 

This is nice…

 

The moon was full, the stars glittered brightly up in the dark blue sky, the whole town was still and quiet as the soft breeze of winter air brushed passed. The snow was falling, making a grand coverlet all over the land and pavement. It was a perfect night, really…

 

Except for the fact that she was walking down the street in the middle of the night carrying a bundle of flesh twice heavier than her. I’ll just consider this as part of my training … dammit, how much does this jerk weigh?? With difficulty, she adjusted her hold on his waist as she half dragged her burden towards their inn.

 

“Mmpht…” Kakashi mumbled, his head lolling from side to side, vainly trying to keep on his footing but failed miserably and ended up adding extra weight on Sakura’s part.

 

“Quit moving!” Despite her vigorous training and fifteen years of experience as a ninja, Sakura found carrying a drunkard very difficult and troublesome. The urge to push him away and leave him cold on the streets was so strong her hands itched.

 

This is just great…

 

Perfect.

 

Sakura groaned as she shifted her hold on him. Kakashi never get drunk this fast. She knew him for so long and as far as she knows, Kakashi can his hold alcohol very well. Never had she seen him so sauced, he couldn’t even use his own feet to walk! She suspected that the woman he was with for the whole night might have spiked his drink. But as she tasted the remains of his drink, she tasted nothing odd in particular. And that brings her to a conclusion that Hatake Kakashi had just consumed too much alcohol.

 

And despite the fact that she was supposedly angry at him, she was starting to worry about his welfare. Sakura glanced at her drunk ex-sensei, “You could’ve told me, you know…” she noticed him cock his head on the side, a sign that he acknowledged her voice, “Whatever’s bothering you… you can tell me, Kakashi. You should know that by now…” all she got for an answer was a groan. Sakura rolled her eyes.

 

**

 

By the time they arrived in his room, she dropped him offhandedly down his bed. Kakashi rolled and gave a grunt of disapproval. Sakura dropped on her knees at the foot of his bed and started removing his shoes and leg guards. “You shouldn’t drink if your system can’t take it.” She gave a chastising glare before climbing on the bed to remove his vest. Her cheeks flushed prettily as she started undressing him, There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ve done this numerous times in the hospital. As if he’s got anything you haven’t seen before… in the hospitals, I mean!

 

With that done, Sakura was about to get up when suddenly, Kakashi involuntarily snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her down on the bed next to him.

 

Sakura released a small ‘eep’, thrashing in hopes of removing Kakashi’s hold on her. “Sensei!” Instead of letting her go, he pulled her closer and draped his leg over hers, tangling them together. “Oh no…” Sakura felt her heart pound inside her ribcage as blood rushed quickly to her cheeks and down her neck. “Kakashi!” her vain attempts were so futile, she grew tired from fighting.

 

Tightly she closed her eyes while balling her fists, she prayed, “Let go please…” and unfortunately, it wasn’t working. She opened her eyes again only to find herself only a hair breadth away from his face.

 

With a sigh, Kakashi slurred; “Stay…” and then he snored.

 

Sakura wanted to cry in frustration.

 

She wanted to cry because she liked this position even though she’s not supposed to.

 

This was so embarrassing. Anyone can walk in and see them in this very compromising position. If that so happens, she knew she’d die out of humiliation. If not, she’d commit suicide immediately.

 

But at the moment, she wanted to enjoy it. With that settled, Sakura finally relaxed and shifted into a better position. It’s a shame I rented a room for the night when I’ll end up sharing a room with you. She closed her eyes and let her fatigue wisk her away into a peaceful slumber.

 

I’ll deal with this in the morning…

 

**

 

Sakura groaned her displeasure at the sun that was now up and shining fully. Mumbling something, she turned on the other side, tucking deeper into the blanket.

 

Sakura…

 

“Mmpht…” tossing on the other side, she tried to block the stupid voice with a pillow.

 

Sakura…

 

“Five more minutes…”

 

“SAKURA!”

 

Immediately, the pink-haired jounin sat up straight in a flash, looking around for any possible signs of danger. “I’m awake! W-what? What?” her eyes frantically swept the whole room and found nothing suspicious. Except the tall figure sitting Indian style on the edge of her futon. Her brows furrowed.

 

She heard a sigh, and then an awfully familiar voice drawled, “Haruno, wake up.”

 

“Kakashi?” she assumed since she’s seeing a blur of white before her. She rubbed her eyes and wondered, What is he doing here? And then her inner voice came in and gave her a good slap on the forehead, You’re not the guy who flirted with women and got drunk in a bar, idiot! You’re supposed to remember everything. And ever so slowly, realization came in.

 

Kakashi got drunk.

 

She dragged him back to the inn.

 

Slept with Kakashi…

 

On his bed…

 

With her pinned around his arms and legs.

 

Tangled limbs and…

 

Gya! Sakura so badly wanted to kick herself hard, I-I slept in his bed… again!

 

Since she’s obviously still under the state of confusion and shock, Kakashi took this moment to continue, “What is the 5^th basic in Shinobi fighting?”

 

Her mind was a bit disoriented from the events yet fortunately she managed to answer, “A ninja must not be caught from behind. Don’t be careless about your surroundings…” she repeated exactly what he said on their first training.

 

“I could’ve killed you.” Kakashi dryly commented. Upon having much clearer vision, she noticed him in the same outfit he wore last night. Only now he wore the vest again and his shoes as well. “Even if this place gets destroyed, you’ll still be sleeping like a hibernating bear in that futon without any idea of what’s going on.”

 

Sakura could not understand at first, W-wait? Hibernating BEAR?? “That’s not true…” her brows furrowed and her lips curved in a petty pout.

 

Kakashi looked at her impassively, no emotions or whatsoever.

 

That made her nervous.

 

Was he mad?

Why?

 

I’m the one who’s supposed to be mad at you! Her brows drew together in an angry scowl, her hands balling into fists on her lap, her eyes twitched as she noticed his exposed eye observing her blatantly. “Ungrateful jerk.”

 

His eyebrow arched at her chosen words. “Ungrateful? You just slept in my bed, Sakura. Twice, and you call me ungrateful…”

 

“It was not my intention to sleep here.” Sakura gritted her teeth.

 

“Then enlighten me,” he said, crossing his arms, looking as if he’s willing to listen, “What are you doing in my room?” as a matter of fact, he couldn’t remember how he ended up here in the first place. All he remembered was, he was drinking his fifth (or was that sixth?) shot glass when he kissed that blonde girl and then he said something that made the woman angry. And so she left him, and he continued drinking. After that—nada.

 

“You were drunk and—”

 

Kakashi stiffened at her words, trying to decipher where she’s getting at. Surely they hadn’t? Absolutely not. Not with all the clothes they’re both wearing it wasn’t possible... It wasn’t possible, was it? But if EVER he did something, he should’ve remembered bits of it somehow. Sakura might had been a wonderful woman… so wonderful she’ll be left etched inside his head. You’re trailing the wrong thoughts again, Kakashi. But still…

 

“—listening??”

 

He was quickly dragged back to reality, “Huh? What?”

 

Sakura growled, “You asked me, I answered and then you didn’t hear any word that I said??” another growl and then she threw the sheets away and made a move towards the bathroom.

 

After five minutes, she finally came out.

 

“I’m ready to listen now.” Kakashi felt his mouth twitch in a smile when her eyes blazed with unbidden fire of animosity. He knew she wanted to kill him right now, but it was too fun to stop.

 

Sakura wanted to kick him in the face, “I’m through!” she then started pacing back and forth knowing that his eyes trailing her every move. “First you ignore me, then you get drunk with me left alone to drag you back, and now you’re acting like the biggest ass in the whole wide world!” she stomped her foot and angrily crossed her arms as she glared down at him, “I don’t know what’s going on anymore… Why are you doing this to me?” then her eyes softened as she searched his, “To us?”

 

Kakashi didn’t know what to say.

 

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but…” she crossed the room and sat in front of him, mimicking his position, “I’m your friend, remember? You can tell me what’s bothering you.” She reached out and touched his hand and he in return stiffened at the contact. Sakura quickly withdrew her hand and profusely blushed in ten shades of red, “I-I’m sorry…”

 

For two seconds he relished the feel of her soft, warm hand in his arm. Kakashi felt the impulse to grab her intruding hand and pull her into his arms. But he fought against it and instead, cleared his throat. “It’s not that easy…” he replied to her first question.

 

Blinking twice, she asked back, “Why?” again she blushed, “That time when I had problems with Sasuke… you were always there to help me…” she looked up at him and said in a plea, “I can do that too, Kakashi. I will always be there to help. Just tell me what’s wrong?”

 

Kakashi fell silent.

 

“Kakashi…”

 

The problem is YOU, Sakura… I can’t stop thinking about you and it drives me nuts. This is wrong… things aren’t supposed to go this way. I’m not supposed to lo—lust after you. You’re my former student… team mate… my friend. You remind me so much of Rin and—, Kakashi was stunned at that thought. Was that it? Is it because Sakura reminds him of Rin? Is that the reason why he’s attracted to her? Mentally, he shook his head. No. Sakura’s Sakura and Rin’s Rin. Both are different women… they can’t be compared. Yes, both of Konoha kunoichi’s and medics, but everything else about them is different. Rin’s his friend and Sakura’s—What is Sakura to you, Hatake? As matter of fact, Kakashi had no idea at all.

 

He sighed.

 

And Sakura misinterpreted his reaction.

 

She looked—hurt.

 

He doesn’t trust me… She told herself, feeling completely at a loss, I thought we’re already good friends… and yet he can’t tell me anything… It occurred to her that Kakashi still probably thinks she was a child. That Sakura’s too immature to hear his own problems.

 

She was staring at him with wide eyes and that confused him. “Sakura?”

 

Startled, she looked at him as if he just appeared before her. And then, with all her strength, she pulled out a fake smile. “It’s okay.” She said, making a move to stand up. “If you don’t want to—I mean, if you don’t want to tell me, it’s fine…” she blinked back the tears forming on her eyes, looking elsewhere, “It’s fine, really…” her voice quivered, a sign that her eyes will break the dam and shed tears. This is so embarrassing! He’s not supposed to see me like this… and then she started crying. Be strong, dammit! Unfortunately, her body and heart refused to cooperate.

 

Kakashi stood up in stun as she cried. He had no idea what do. Dealing with emotional women was never his forte. What have you done? He was a stupidest jerk ever created in this world. If ever Naruto and Sasuke learn about this, he was a dead man for sure.

 

“Sakura.” He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around again. His heart sank he saw tears ran down continuously on her flushed cheeks. It was his entirely his fault and guilt’ was crushing him thoroughly.

 

“I’m sorry… not my right… to intrude… so stupid… I’m sorry…” she said between sobs, quite reluctant to the fact that she was apologizing when he was clearly at fault. That maximized the volume of her crying.

 

“I—can’t really understand what you’re saying but—” with a frustrated sigh, he pulled her towards him and hugged her, “—stop crying, please?” he ran his fingers through her pink hair, wishing that it would somehow soothe her. Primarily for her to STOP crying. He was getting too uncomfortable despite the fact that he was starting to enjoy having her in his arms, sharing her warmth and all.

 

“Imsmfryforimrphfing…” she said with her voice muffled by Kakashi’s vest.

 

He slightly pulled back and wiped the tears staining her cheeks, “I don’t deserve this, so stop it.”

 

“Whatever I did, I’m sorry.” She returned his embrace and tightly wound her arms around his waist, “If it’s my fault why you’re acting this way, then I’ll stop. If you think I’m a nuisance, I will never bother you again, I promise.”

 

Kakashi chuckled, finding her ranting overly amusing. She looked so cute doing that, “Who says you’re a nuisance? Yeah, maybe sometimes—” she hit him hard on the arm, “—but if it makes you feel better, you’re wonderful that way.” And then he realized that didn’t make things any better since he received a second blow, on the stomach this time.

 

“Are you angry at me?” she hesitantly asked the question bothering her for days.

 

“Of course not.” He replied while tucking her stray hair behind her ear. “Are you?”

 

Her brows furrowed, “At first, yes. Who wouldn’t after ignoring me for days??” sighing she went on, “Which reminds me, don’t you ever do that again…”

 

“I won’t.” he promised with a smile, “I was a jerk and I admit it’s my fault. I should never treat you that way, Sakura. You’re my friend and that will never change. So don’t doubt our friendship alright?”

 

“As you said, it’s your fault.” After that they fell silent, still held in each other’s arms.

 

“So, everything’s okay between us?” Kakashi started again.

 

“If you stop ignoring me then I guess we’re good.” Sakura replied.

 

“I figured that too…”

 

They both pulled away from their embrace and sheepishly smiled at each other.

 

“That was some morning we had.” Kakashi commented with a grin.

 

“Yeah…” Sakura mindlessly nodded, missing the warmth.

 

Kakashi glanced on the window and noticed the sun rising, “I think we should pack and leave. We’re almost there.”

 

Her shoulders sagged; “I guess so…” she then turned and went towards the door. Before she could even open the shoji and step out, Kakashi stopped her.

 

“Sakura.”

 

She turned and arched one fine eyebrow, “Hai?”

 

“I missed you.” He said earnestly.

 

Sakura felt elated on some point. Yep, her morning was finally complete.

 

“I missed you too…”

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 10]

Chapter Ten

 

Sakura’s teaching strategy

 

This is stupid. For the last six hours of travelling, the medic nin continuously chanted the same words inside her pink head. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Ever since they left the last campsite, the situation at hand bothered her to the brink of insanity. It was confusing and frustrating all at the same time! Why is he avoiding me?? Green eyes swiftly glared on the said man’s back. Glaring for hours caused immense headache on her part and up until now she couldn’t figure out what she had done to make someone so upset, to the point where he ignored her. Or mainly, thought of the possible ways to avoid her. It was maddening and all she wanted to do was to jump at him, strangle his neck and demand him to tell her what’s going on.

 

As they ran towards the steep hill, Sakura continuously glared death towards her ex-sensei while musing about methods on how to stop this ridiculous silent-treatment. Ignore me again and I swear I’ll burn that book of yours! She could be evil if she wanted to. And right now, Kakashi was almost begging on his knees for that ultimate transformation. As they passed another set of trees, Sakura replayed their conversation last night. They were talking, teasing, arguing—same old story. And then he stopped, looked into my eyes and brushed my lips and—Sakura immediately swept away those thoughts. Every time she came into that part, she would abruptly pull away and go back to square one. He’s teasing me. He only wants to see how I would react… but then, Kakashi never laughed after that little incident. He just went away and ordered her to go to sleep. If only I can read your mind inside that white muss you call hair, I wouldn’t be so miserable right now.

 

Miserable as she was, Kakashi paid no heed to it. If this was the only way to prevent himself from treading into territories that were not meant for him, then so be it. It was difficult, pretending that she wasn’t there. Even if he refrained from looking back he always knew she’s standing a few feet behind him, her scent almost tangible despite of the distance, gnawing him raw. She smells nice. He would always say to himself whenever the wind teased his nose with her undeniable fresh flowers scent. In fact, he was starting to get addicted to it.

 

It seems the copy-nin’s confused with his feelings. His mind was muddled and couldn’t think straight, especially whenever the pink-haired jounin was close by. He didn’t know what to do and that irritated him. He always knew how to handle things and realizing that the universe didn’t want to go his way, he couldn’t help but not to feel pity towards himself. For years he had grown to love Sakura as a friend and not someone he could just throw in bed and make-love to.

 

Do I love Sakura… have I crossed that line? Kakashi kept asking himself and yet he couldn’t remember. That disappointed him. No… impossible.  I used to be her teacher… It’s taboo… I’ll get beheaded if any—

 

He was rudely cut-off when Shikamaru yelled, “Village ahead!” everyone stared at him with mild amusement but kept their comments to themselves. Of course everyone knew they’re nearing a village, Kakashi told them an hour before.

 

Shikamaru ignored the weird looks they sent him and snorted. His eyes trailed towards their so-called leader and the medic running at his side. Actually, the reason he spoke out loud because he wanted to break the irritating tension between the two. They’d been acting strange… no, that’s an understatement… they had been acting weird with the capital W since they left the last campsite. Sakura glaring at Kakashi’s back until she bore holes while the other pretended not to notice. What the hell is wrong with these two?? The desire to ask was unbearable, he could almost imagine himself asking the simple question. When he was about to do so, Neji turned to him and gave a warning glare clearly saying, ‘don’t-you-dare-or-I’ll-kill-you-slow-and-agonizingly’. That effectively stops him.

 

Neji was not stupid; he’s a genius for goodness sake! He knew exactly what’s going on between the two. Kakashi’s ignoring Sakura while Sakura’s confused why she’s getting the silent-treatment. What surprised him though was the look Kakashi gave him when he neared Sakura. It stunned him and Hyuuga Neji’s not easily stunned by a simple look promising ultimate death. Though, he couldn’t understand why he gave him that look until he recalled what happened last night. Kakashi probably assumed he’s flirting with his woman with him showering her with compliments and everything.

 

Yes.

 

His woman.

 

It was CLEAR as the daylight and the waters in the ocean at noon.

 

There were gossips about them before. Many people assumed that the two were already going out though both parties denied it and said they were only friends. Some were hopeful that the gossip was true; Ino and Tenten for example, and some others were reproachful with the idea of a student falling in-love with her former teacher. Neji on the other hand didn’t find the idea offending. So what if Kakashi used to be Sakura’s mentor? So what if Kakashi’s older than Sakura? As long as they love each other, there’s nothing wrong with that. If he was in Kakashi’s shoes, he would have—oh no, there he goes again. He’s getting off track—Neji scowled deeply. Even he was getting confused. The tension between the two was contagious; he wanted to get away from them just like everybody else. As soon as we arrive in the village the better. He resolutely said to himself.

 

**

 

Once they arrived in the village, they went to the nearest inn to check in. Others went straight to their bedrooms while some decided to enjoy their stay and explore the small village further. There was a festivity held but Sakura was too damn tired to care. Her feet ached and a good night sleep will do to ease the pain. As she went up on the stairs with a couple of trainees behind, Shikamaru hauled both Kakashi and Neji outside and suggested visiting the pub. Neji who wasn’t quite tired at all agreed. Kakashi wasn’t reluctant to accept the offer since he needed some space, way away from Sakura whose room right across his.

 

Sakura entered her room and dropped on the empty bed with a sigh. She was so tired, both of her arms and legs hurt like hell and her eyes drooped, almost nearing the state of unconsciousness. Sleep… I need sleep… and it didn’t take long before she slipped into the darkness and fell into a deep slumber.

 

**

 

The next day however wasn’t so pleasant. Sakura woke up, brushed her teeth, took a bath and readied for another long hours of travelling only to find her three jounins suffering from a massive hang-over in the whole existence of drunkards. They were supposed to meet on the village entrance at seven thirty in order to start their journey by eight. They were delayed, as usual, since the three holy jerks decided to show up one hour and a half late. Sakura was fuming and her trainees backed off to avoid from getting hurt. When they neared, Sakura’s eyes met Kakashi’s and liquid fire poured.

 

Everyone observed the exchange with curiosity and slight fear. Neji only shook his head, kneading his temples with his forefinger and thumb, angry at himself for letting that Nara boy manipulate him again. Shikamaru however pulled out his bored mask and marched on, joining the cowering medic trainees.

 

Hatake Kakashi never felt more vulnerable when her eyes met his. She was angry and rest assured she would make anyone feel awful for causing her bad mood. He expected her ranting by now, telling him how foolish and irresponsible he was and that he doesn’t deserve to be their leader. Actually, he would prefer her doing that than saying nothing, which was exactly what she was doing now.

 

Sakura only glared at him, remembering that she was angry at him for ignoring her yesterday and realizing their situation worsened with Kakashi’s tardiness for the umpteenth time.

 

“Let’s go.” She turned on her heels and started walking forward. The others took this as a cue but was quite confused who’s their leader now. Kakashi sighed and followed. He really messed up this time.

 

“Smooth move,” Shikamaru made that dry comment as he walked next to the older jounin, “you didn’t say anything.”

 

Kakashi fought the urge to snort, “What is there for me to say?”

 

“A lot.” And with that he left his side, leaving an awfully confused ninja behind. His eyes trailed from Shikamaru towards the person leading the pack.

 

What is there for me to say? That penguin excuse again? That I really overslept this time? That I was sorry for overreacting and ignoring her for one full day? At that, he felt awfully guilty. Sakura considered him as a close friend, a confidant, a team mate and yet with one awkward moment, he had changed and mistreated her as if she had done the most dreadful thing ever created in this world.

 

He owed her an apology. And he screwed up by pissing her off.

 

“Be more articulate,” Neji’s voice said as he passed by him.

 

Kakashi’s eyes narrowed. This was coming from someone who rarely talks. And then he realized something, Why is everyone passing by me? He looked around and realized he was walking agonizingly slow. Sakura didn’t noticed or probably chose not to notice as she continued walking in hurried steps. Perhaps she was so angry at him; she didn’t care if he was left behind (Like he would ever get left behind!).

 

They travelled until nightfall with a couple of short stops. They were nearing the next and final village before they reach Sand. Avoiding the enemy through travelling around the country instead of going straight to it was strenuous. Sakura would’ve preferred handling emergency situations in the hospital than this.

 

They arrived in the village and as the usual routine, they checked in while the boys decided to visit the pub again. Although, Sakura gave Shikamaru an awful time before he convinced her how much they needed to unwind.

 

“Every village, Shikamaru! Every village you go to pubs and drink only to come back here wasted!” Sakura dug her hands on her hips, reproachfully glaring at her best friend’s boy friend.

 

“Sakura, we drink booze, we relax, we oversleep for a head start for our journey, is that too hard to understand?” Shikamaru drawled, annoyed that both Kakashi and Neji left him with the sad excuse of unpacking their things. He could use a little help when dealing with the fiery pink dragon of Konoha.

 

Sakura hated it when Shikamaru treated her as if she was the stupidest girl in the world. “A head start, you say? Ha! Do you think we appreciate waiting outside for two hours? We could’ve left you there, you know? But we can’t since it is the Hokage’s orders that you three, accompany us through our journey!” the shrill of her voice almost made his ears bleed. She was worst than Ino when it comes to nagging. No wonder they’re best friends, Shikamaru mused with a shake of his head.

 

Sakura raised an eyebrow, “Why are you shaking your head?”

 

“Nothing,” he quickly dismissed her question, “Look, if you won’t allow us to go to the pub, then will you concede if I tell you to go have a drink with us? I’m sure your minions will appreciate it. Those younglings deserve a break.” His eyes questioningly searched hers, “Are you getting my drift?”

 

As much as she hated to admit it, Shikamaru was right (as usual). She pitied her trainees and probably enjoying the night will be enough to reward their sacrifices. And besides, Sand was only a few miles away. If ever they wake up late, they’ll still arrive there tomorrow afternoon.

 

With a sigh, she nodded, “Very well… we will go.” She heard her trainees cheering on the background. She almost forgot about them since they went silent the moment their sensei went into full rage mode again. She sent them a warning glare and automatically, they shut up.

 

Shikamaru grinned in triumph. At least he ended up victorious with this argument. He never won with Ino before and defeating Sakura was an achievement.

 

**

 

Like a typical bar, the place was noisy, crowded and foggy. The moment you stepped in, you can smell the strong tang of cigarettes and alcohol. Sakura scrunched her nose as she squeezed her way through the crowd. She saw both Neji and Shikamaru talking to the bartender but then there was no sign of Kakashi around. She noticed an empty stool next to Shikamaru and assumed that was Kakashi’s seat.

 

What do I care anyway? She was still angry about Kakashi’s odd behaviour. She was miffed for the fact that his stupid pride was as tall as the Mt. Rushmore version of Konoha; refusing to make the first move and apologize to her. Was that so hard? She was not the one at fault here. Her intentions were good. She was not the one who commenced the silent-treatment. It was all Kakashi’s fault! But why do I feel compelled to approach and talk to him? There was only one answer to that question. She missed him. She missed talking to him. She missed teasing and joking with him. She missed their training and their little game. She had never got the chance to continue that challenge and get the two prices she wanted. His explanation and that grey mask of his. In fact, all she ever wanted to get was his explanation of why he pressed the fact that she was already nineteen after giving a dry comment about his needs. The mask was only a side-dish. But now, she wanted the mask more than the answer she had been demanding from him since day one of their training/challenge… whatever.

 

“Haruno-san!” a voice called her. She looked around and found Daigaro and the others waving at her at the far table. She smiled and waved back and started walking towards their direction.

 

She sat down next to the only boy medic in the group and grinned, “Having fun, team?”

 

They all smiled and nodded. “What took you so long, Haruno-san? You’re an hour late!” Aiko, the youngest trainee asked.

 

“Will you believe me if I say I was assaulted by ferrets outside my room?” They all just stared at her in silence and Sakura pursed her lips, “Thought so,” she shrugged and drank the serving of sake Daigaro poured for her.

 

“Forgive me, sensei, but you’re far worse than Kakashi.” Oichi commented but as soon as she said that, she regretted it. After receiving a painful jab from Aiko only then she remembered the tension between the two.

 

Sakura waved a dismissive hand, “Couldn’t agree more with you. He excels in that department. Sometimes I wonder if he has a black book to jut it all down.”

 

“Is that the reason why you two are in bad terms—ow!” it was Oichi again but this time, she received a hard kick on the shin by Yuriko, another medic nin.

 

Sakura wanted to laugh but failed when the topic with her difficulties with Kakashi opened, “No, he was just being stupid. Don’t mind us. It’ll pass.”

 

“If you say so, Haruno-sempai.” Daigoro said as he poured her another serving of sake.

 

Sakura smiled in gratitude. She tipped her head back and drank the liquid down her throat. She dropped her cup and grinned at her team, “So, want to play a game?”

 

“What kind of game?” Yuriko finally spoke.

 

“Drinking game.” They all gave her a confused look, “I’ll ask you questions concerning our field and when you say the wrong answer, you get to drink the sake served.”

 

“Oh,” they all muttered in unison.

 

“You mean the medical field?” Aiko asked.

 

Sakura nodded, “Hai.”

 

“Oh,” for the second time, they all muttered. “Alright.” Daigaro said with full determination. He will win this game. He can prove to his sensei how much he excels in this category.

 

“Great.” Sakura poured sake on the cup and then said, “Okay, who’s first?”

 

**

 

Kakashi went out of the restroom only to find a blonde bombshell approaching him. Her long wavy, golden locks cascaded down her waist and over her shoulders, her eyes electric blue you could almost see them even through the dim light of the pub. He looked a bit surprised when the woman started throwing herself at him, rubbing against him in the most suggestive way a man could never resist. The copy ninja, however, doesn’t easily become subdued by the temptation and spared his team mates a despairing glance. Neji ignored him as Shikamaru gave two thumbs up.

 

Despite of his utter surprise, Kakashi chuckled. They both remind him of his friends back in Konoha. Asuma and Genma will be their older versions, pulling the same tactic as well. She’s here, why not enjoy the attention? He slightly pushed the woman off of him but kept hold of her arm as they went back to the lively part of the room. They joined Shikamaru and Neji who’s also trying to rid themselves of fawning girls who instantly noticed their bravado air.

 

Kakashi was laughing forcefully, trying not to embarrass his companion for the night as she tried to make jokes for the last two hours. Honestly, he had never met someone as—thick as this one. She may be beautiful but she totally lacks the department up there. Their conversation was going around in circles, like the hand on his thigh, which kept drawing circles. And so to kill his boredom, Kakashi drank more liquor, wishing that the woman will leave him alone. See, this is the reason why he hated blind dates. You never got the chance to choose and then you’re forced to adjust with what you had been given.

 

The blonde continued babbling like mad, talking about her friend’s cousins’ first cousins’ mother-in-law, which made him wonder, ‘What do I care?’

 

And then his eyes slowly drooped from the liquor, his vision slightly blurred as she watched the woman beside him talk continuously. Involuntarily, his eyes wandered around the room. Even with his fuzzy vision, a certain pink-haired nin caught his attention. Oh no… What was she doing here? He slightly shook his head as if trying to erase the illusion until someone patted him on the back.

 

Shikamaru said something about going to bed and grinned at him after noticing the blonde’s hand on his thigh. Neji on the other hand went towards the table where he saw the striking pink hair of Sakura. His eyes narrowed in a suspicious glare.

 

He saw her smile when she saw Neji approaching and then patted the empty sit next to her. Neji took the invitation and both started talking. She was laughing now while Neji still kept his mask in tact but his amusement was obvious by the quirk of his lips. Kakashi growled.

 

He watched them talk like that for an hour as his companion used that time range to prattle nonsense as well.

 

“—and so he said that I was too—” the blonde continued to babble and then immediately stopped when she felt Kakashi’s hand snake through her hair, gripping the back of her head as he moved to kiss her full on the lips. She instantly melted and clung to him desperately.

 

Kakashi did it to distract him from the way Sakura’s enjoying Neji’s company. Was it jealousy? No, he couldn’t deny it this time. He was really jealous and at the same time angry at himself for letting that Hyuuga boy seduce his cherry blossom. The kiss was intense but Kakashi didn’t feel anything. And so he abruptly pulled away and ended the kiss much to the girl’s disappointment. He turned and drank another glass of alcohol, hissing as the warm liquid course down his pipe.

 

“Leave.” He said with a gruff voice, not turning to look at the stunned blonde.

 

“What?” her mind was still disoriented from the kiss. She was expecting more but felt her expectations shatter when she heard him dismiss her so easily.

 

“Leave me alone.” He repeated before drinking another shot glass.

 

The blonde pursed her lips, grabbed her bag and yelled, “Go to hell you jerk!” and then she left.

 

Kakashi watched her leave and as his eyes wandered around, he noticed a pair of green eyes looking at his direction. And then his vision went black.

 

**

 

“Are you sure?” Neji asked as he and the other trainees stood up to leave the pub. It was getting late and they still need to get up early to start their journey towards Sand country.

 

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” Sakura smiled, “Just one more glass and then I’ll go.”

 

“Alright.” Neji looked at her and then glanced at Kakashi and his date. “We’ll see you in the morning then.”

 

“Don’t worry.” Sakura grinned with mischief, “I’ll be there on time.”

 

Neji snorted, “Fine.” And then with a small smile, he and the other trainees left the pub.

 

Sakura sighed at Neji’s attempt to cheer her up. Did she really look that miserable? Everyone seems to feel pity towards her for a reason she herself could not name. Perhaps the way she reacted when Kakashi came out with a beautiful blonde on his side made them assume that she was jealous?

 

They were still playing that drinking game when her eyes saw Kakashi return to his bar stool with that woman. Sakura couldn’t understand why but as soon as she saw the blonde clinging on his sensei’s arm, her blood boiled. She felt the urge to walk towards them and attack that harlot for touching her sensei. But then that made her think, why was she so affected? It’s not as if they’d been going out together for her to act like she was his girlfriend. They had never dated in the first place for goodness sake! She had no right to get jealous and Kakashi has every right to flirt with other women. But why was she so angry, her hands balled into a fist. Her trainees noticed this and decided that they should end the game. Sakura was definitely not in the mood to continue.

 

“Haruno-sempai, are you alright?” Aiko asked her.

 

“I’m fine,” she replied, albeit forced.

 

She glared at them for as long as she remembered until Neji came and started a conversation with her. She took this opportunity to distract herself from Kakashi. Neji was fun to talk with even if his expression betrayed any emotion she’s drawing out of him. That amused her somehow.

 

She was slightly enjoying Neji’s company-thank God!-but time flew by so soon that they had to hit the sack. And now that she was alone in the table, she was impelled to turn towards Kakashi’s direction only to find him kissing the blonde harlot. The blonde’s enjoying every minute of it but then Kakashi immediately pulled away, said something unpleasant since the woman’s face contorted in anger, yelled and left. She saw him watch her leave until his eyes met hers.

 

Sakura found it difficult to swallow when they silently stared at each other.

 

And then their trance-like situation broke when Kakashi’s head lolled and fell into the bar with a thud.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 9]

Chapter Nine

 

One step backwards

 

Among the mission trips she had done before, this has got to be the most difficult of all. They had to take the longest routes in order to get to Sand unseen. They passed almost two villages already, went through forests, and crossed a couple of rivers. Only a couple more villages and the whole journey would be over, for her and her team that is. Kakashi, Neji and Shikamaru were asked to report immediately to the Hokage after escorting the whole medic team safely.

 

Running through the forest and jumping on trees was no biggie for the whole team but soon a lot of them grew tired. Noticing this, Kakashi called everyone to halt and decided to camp the moment the sun was about to set.

 

Sakura asked two of her trainees to fetch wood while the others prepared the tents and food. For three days, they’ve been doing the same routine, ordering everyone around isn’t necessary.

 

Shikamaru, being the lazy individual he was, immediately hit the sack. Kakashi however plucked the ever present orange book out of his pocket and took his spot in one of the trees. A smirk played his lips the moment he noticed the disapproving look Sakura was sending him.

 

Sakura was in no mood today to reprimand Kakashi about his—sick—fascination with that book of his, so she went to sit near the fire next to Neji who had been staring blankly on it ever since it was built. His eyes however watched her closely as she sat next to him.

 

She offered a smile, “Mind if I sit here?” She and Neji are friends… but somehow he still makes her a little uncomfortable.

 

Shrugging his shoulders, Neji replied with indifference, “Suit yourself.”

 

The sun was finally out and darkness ate the whole forest with only the bonfire serving as their light. Sakura took off her leg guards, stretched out and rested her legs on the side. She’d been meaning to do that ever since they found this clearing.

 

Neither did she know the Hyuuga genius was watching her every move with mild interest. Perhaps, that’s the only interesting thing he could notice here in the midst of this wilderness. “It’s amazing.” He started offhandedly, earning a questioning look from Sakura and a warning glare from the other.

 

“What is?” Sakura couldn’t help but ask, not wanting to break the talk he started. Its rare Neji starts any conversation. It was kinda—weird, but in some way she was relieved that Neji was actually human after all.

 

Neji noticed the sudden sparkle of interest in her eyes that made him immediately avert his eyes towards the fire; “Even after the wedding incident you still faced everyone as if nothing happened…” he couldn’t understand why? If it had happened to any other girl, she would’ve locked herself inside her room, ashamed to face anyone for at least a month or so. The humiliation of two families is enough to traumatize a young girl’s mind. But Sakura was not any other girl. She was Sakura, former member of team 7, student of the Hokage, and top medic nin at the same time. She had achieved so many things in the past nineteen years of her life. She was definitely not any ordinary girl, which explained why she was acting different from the other female population.

 

Sakura shrugged her shoulders. “It’s the only thing I can do for myself, Neji-kun.” Her eyes turned and watched the fire with its tips licking the cold breezy air. She drew her knees against her chest and rested her chin upon them, “I can’t mope like a wimpy girl. Not anymore. I’m no longer twelve-years old, if you noticed.” She could still remember the days she cried her eyes out after Sasuke left. “Crying and admitting defeat is the real humiliation. If I did, I would’ve been more embarrassed. Facing the problem is way easier than running away from it.”

 

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, why?” Neji almost asked in a grumble. He was curious and he wanted to ask. What was so wrong about that?

 

Sakura blinked at him, “You mean, why I didn’t marry Sasuke?”

 

Neji nodded, “As far as I can remember, you and Shikamaru’s girlfriend used to chase him.”

 

“Used to,” Sakura pressed, “its past tense.”

 

Neji was silent and then nodded, “I see.” But his interrogations aren’t over. He still thirsted for answers, just to relieve his uncharacteristic curiosity. “Isn’t he worth it for you?”

 

“What?” Sakura laughed, finding that incredibly amusing, “Sasuke? Not worth it? Me?” she incredulously asked with arched brows while pointing a finger towards her chest, “One of the most desirable men in Konoha? That’s funny!”

 

“I wasn’t joking,” Neji looked affronted, completely misinterpreting Sakura’s laughter.

 

Sakura took pity on him and ceased her giggling, “I’m sorry. It’s just—well, it’s surprising…”

 

“What is?”

 

“You asking that question. I’m not used to it.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Hah?” Sakura looked at him as if he had just grown two heads.

 

Neji ignored her reaction and spoke instead, “You’re different from any other girl in Konoha, Sakura. Don’t think less of yourself.” He didn’t know how to say it without making her blush or something. He meant to say she was lovely inside and out but that would probably add her up to his fan club. Aren’t we a little too vain?

 

Sakura’s throat was parched, “I am?” she couldn’t believe this coming from Neji. She blinked her way towards reality and finally said, “So, that explains why Sasuke wants me to bear his child?”

 

Neji’s eyes slightly widened at this sudden statement. His head quickly turned and stared at her, “Bear his what?”

 

Do I have to explain this over and over again? With a defeated sigh, Sakura replied, “Sasuke wants an heir.”

 

“I see…” he turned towards the fire, eyes slowly closing as if he’s growing tired, “I can’t blame him…”

 

“What?” seriously, Hyuuga Neji’s starting to freak her out. Maybe her decision of sitting down next to him was a bad idea after all. A perv Kakashi, she can handle. But a straight-forward, talkative Neji? That’s another question.

 

“As what I’ve said, you’re lovely inside and out—”

 

Okay, now that was enough for Sakura to tumble her way downward the hill, “You never said that…” she could tell her cheeks blushing like mad right now. It’s not everyday a handsome boy tells you flatteries such as this! It was so rare. And to think it came out from Neji’s mouth! His fan girls might actually throttle her to death if they heard their Neji-sama talking to her like this.

 

You’re stupid, admit it. Neji tried to look unfazed. “Everyone who wants to continue their precious bloodline would love you to have their child.” Yes, I-am-a-fucking-moron. That didn’t make things any better! It made everything worse!

 

Sakura direly wanted to ask, Who are you and what have you done to Neji, the real one?? But instead she said, “Does that include you?” Realizing her mistake of asking that and seeing the look of surprise on Neji’s face made her immediately sputter, “A-and Shikamaru, Kiba, Chouji and—” as if that was a good excuse…

 

Neji blushed a little and quickly looked away. How did their conversation turned out like this? It was strange and made him feel weird things. He could see Sakura was in the same predicament too and so he decided the conversation must-end-now.

 

“Maybe we should stop talking.” Neji proposed.

 

Sakura eagerly nodded, “Yeah, let’s do that.” They turned their heads on opposite sides, refusing any possible eye contact.

 

Finding the proximity of Neji’s presence suffocating, Sakura decided to get up and head for bed. The Hyuuga genius didn’t even look when she moved. “I, I’ll head for bed now… err, good night.” She didn’t wait for him to return the gesture and quickly made her way towards her tent.

 

With a sigh of relief, Sakura rummaged through her things and realized she needed a bath. While travelling she noticed a stream not too far from camp and decided to grab her bath kit and head there. When she went outside, she noticed everyone was asleep except for one medic trainee who’s assigned for the look out. She couldn’t find Neji anywhere and that brought relief. Come to think of it, even Kakashi wasn’t there anymore. Strange, she didn’t even notice him enter his tent nor did he say good night. That somehow disappointed her.

 

**

 

The walk towards the stream wasn’t long but if you haven’t been careful, you’d actually get lost with its maze-like route. At least that assured her that no one will disturb her bath. A rather large boulder stood proud not too far away from the stream and Sakura used it to place her things. Taking off her hair tie, pink tresses fell like waterfall almost over her shoulders. Ever since Ino cut her hair during their final chuunin exam, Sakura kept her hair short. It symbolizes her maturity as well her-getting-over her lifelong infatuation towards Sasuke.

 

Sasuke

 

She strips from her clothes and dipped into the stream with a sigh.

 

Funny how she hates him and at the same time worries on how their situation affected him. Did he really take it like a real gentleman or is he balling it all up inside? They haven’t seen each other for days. She left Konoha without patching things up between them.

 

Why are you so worried anyway? It’s his fault! Let him suffer…

 

No, he’s still your friend…

 

A friend never forces you to do something you don’t like.

 

I know… but, what if there’s more than that? What if he really likes me?

 

That’s nonsense! You know Uchiha’s never fall in love.

 

He lost his family at a very young age but that doesn’t mean he’s not capable to love. He probably yearns for it and you ruined it.

 

I can’t ruin anything that isn’t there in the first place…

 

This is hopeless; we’re going around in circles.

 

It’s your fault! You’re my conscience, you’re supposed to clear my mind not torture it!

 

Well, excuse me; I speak out for your inner emotions. No pretences!

 

Get out of my head, please? You’re giving me a headache…

 

Suit yourself…

 

Sakura opened her eyes and realized she had been soaking in the water far too long. It seemed she had been soaking for almost thirty minutes after noticing her skin wrinkling like dried prunes, much to her disgust. She quickly rose from the water and wrapped herself in a towel. After changing into fresh clothes and drying her hair, she started towards the campsite, following every detailed direction she took.

 

When she returned, she noticed a lone figure sitting on Kakashi’s previous spot. No wait a minute that is Kakashi.

 

“Sensei?”

 

His eyes averted the moment he saw his ex-student looking at him weirdly. Giving a sheepish smile, Kakashi scratched the back of his neck and said, “Someone said you went out, so I took Daigaro’s place. I’m here for the look out.”

 

“Don’t you trust my men?” her eyes dangerously narrowed.

 

Kakashi shrugged his shoulders, “I do. But since my former student is the one who went off to the forest without my permission, then I guess it’s my responsibility to do the look out, don’t you think?” he playfully winked at her, praying that somehow that did not irritate her on some point. She was a little cranky these past few days, no one in particular tried to mess with her.

 

Sakura rolled her eyes and went back to her tent to dump her things. After that she went back and sat next to Kakashi, ignoring the knowing smirk playing his lips.

 

“I thought you were sleeping?” Sakura asked, leaning against the tree while watching the full moon.

 

“Why?”

 

“Because you disappeared when I went back to my tent.”

 

“Oh that,” for the second time he shrugged his shoulders, “I got bored.”

 

“You? Bored? With Icha-Icha?” Sakura asked, trying not to laugh out loud.

 

“Oi, my life doesn’t revolve around Icha Icha alone.”

 

“Really, for someone who read that book for decades, I’d say you’re lying.”

 

“You’re smug.” He countered. “Hm, I take that Hyuuga Neji occupied your time.”

 

“Oh yes, he did occupy my time.” A blush softly crossed her cheeks but the thought of her conversation with Neji a few hours ago amused her to no end. No, she was not developing any crush towards the Hyuuga genius. She considered him now as a friend, a real friend, not a hi-hello-goodbye kind of acquaintance. “He’s so fun to talk with.”

 

“And I’m not?” Sakura did not know where that question came from and why he asked. Is that jealousy and disappointment hinting his voice?

 

“You were reading. I didn’t want to disturb you so I went to him.”

 

Kakashi however misinterpreted her actions. When she looked at him and then went to sit next to Hyuuga for some reasons hurt him. He himself was confused. He didn’t want her reprimanding him about his choice of reading materials and at the same time he didn’t want her talking to anybody else. Men in particular.

 

His silence confirmed Sakura’s suspicion. A dog-eat-shit grin spread her smug face, “You’re jealous aren’t you?”

 

Kakashi chuckled and shook his head in disbelief, “You know me too well…”

 

Sakura fell agape. She expected him to deny that, “You really were jealous?”

 

“I don’t know,” he sighed and looked up at the moon, “maybe because we’re always talking together for years. I’m just not used seeing you ignoring me for once.”

 

“You mean, you’d rather have me annoy you than ignore you?” she couldn’t help the smile tugging her lips again. Somehow, Kakashi’s flattering words brought warmth all-over her.

 

Goofily, Kakashi grinned back at her, “Maybe.”

 

Sakura lightly laughed and snaked an arm around his, resting her head against his shoulder. She felt him leaning his head on top of hers, both relishing the calming silence. “You’re weird, you know that?” then closing her eyes she faintly added, “But I like this side of yours…”

 

“Then, you’re weird too…”

 

“Am not!” she raised her head so fast; Kakashi had to dodge it before she hits his jaw. But that only made everything worse. Their faces were now only a hairbreadth away from each other. They were both too stunned to move.

 

Sakura’s eyes widened as her cheeks blushed like there was no tomorrow. Why wasn’t she moving? Move, Sakura! Move! And move she did. She turned her head but failed miserably when his fingers caught her chin, preventing her from turning away. Sakura noticed him still looking at her, so she turned her eyes away instead. Somehow, she couldn’t find the strength to look back at him. As if the tension wasn’t enough, the copy-nin brushed her lips with his thumb and was about to lean further.

 

“Kakashi—”

 

Kakashi stopped and looked at her as if he just got out of a trance. Realizing what he was about to do, he quickly withdraw and said in a grave voice, “Go to sleep, Sakura.” And just like that his touch vanished. Like lightning, he stood up and sat away from her.

 

All she could do was blink and watch everything in a blur. What happened? She frantically searched around and found him sitting with his back facing her. A frown immediately marred her once dazed face. She stayed there and stared at him for a moment until the silence was unbearable. She stood up, dusted off her derrière and softly said, “W-well, good night then…” and then she went inside her tent, taking one last glance on his profile before zipping it closed to any prying eyes.

 

Outside, Kakashi fought his inner turmoil. If he didn’t pull away, what would’ve happened? Further touching or kissing perhaps? You’ve got it bad and you know it… he shook his head and absently observed the pebbles beneath his feet. He couldn’t believe she didn’t pushed him away nor beat the bloody pulp out of him. He couldn’t understand why she looked so hopeful when he dared to brush her lips. He couldn’t understand why she didn’t run away when his eyes trailed the beautiful features of her face, the deep green of her eyes when he stared at them… Why, why, why?

 

“You’re a fucking screw up, Kakashi…” he should stop this before it ruins their friendship. And in order to do that, he had to take one step backwards.

 

TBC

 

 

Path of thorns [Chapter 8]

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Arc II: Sand

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Chapter Eight

 

A perv, A sloth, A genius and A medic: Perfect combination?

 

The moment she stepped inside the Hokage’s office, Sakura’s mouth fell agape.

 

“Oh, there you are.” Tsunade calmly addressed her student with both hands folded on the table.

 

Sakura blinked when she saw Hatake Kakashi standing silently in front of Tsunade’s table.

 

All these years of knowing him, not once did he ever manage to come early in mission briefings than her or Naruto or even Sasuke!

 

She always came first while he came in last with his pathetic excuse of encountering a lost dolphin outside his house.

 

But this time…

 

He was earlier than her…

 

EARLIER THAN HER!

 

HER!!!                                                                                 

 

The words echoed thoroughly inside her head.

 

Is it the end of the world already? She knew she was exaggerating a bit too much but the shock of seeing him like a punctual jounin made her world turn upside down.

 

“Well, are you just gonna stand there and gape like an idiot?” The blond Hokage commented minus the acrimony. “Come here, Sakura. I don’t have all day!"

 

She did as what she was told and stood next to her sensei who was smiling underneath his mask. Giving a petulant pout, Sakura fixed her eyes towards the Hokage who was watching the exchange with mild amusement.

 

“Before we start,” her eyes directly addressed the pink-haired jounin, “I just want you to know that the—events—that happened yesterday is well forgotten by everyone. You need not to worry as what that boy told me.”

 

Sasuke. She had no idea whether to be grateful or get disappointed at the way he behaved these past few days. But then since she’s up for another mission, that’ll help her escape the tension around Konoha. The chances of seeing Sasuke again will be thin… at least for awhile. And he’s the last person she wanted to see right now.

 

“So, about the mission.” Kakashi immediately interfered after noticing how Sakura indulged herself on la-la land.

 

“Yes,” Tsunade nodded, “A messenger from Sand came yesterday and delivered a request letter from the Kazekage. As you can see, a suspicious group was spotted lurking around their border. The said group injured a lot of jounins from the Wind country. An attack from the enemies occurred three days ago and Sand’s quite desperate for more medics to treat their men.”

 

“Why?” Sakura asked. The request letter was just—odd on some point.

 

“It’s because at the same time, an epidemic spread and most of the children caught it. The Kazekage fears that the epidemic and the unseen enemies might damage the Sand Village greatly.”

 

“So, they have no idea who’s running the group?” Like Sakura, Kakashi found it quite unusual. If Sand wasn’t able to detect whoever’s attacking them, then that only means it was no ordinary group. Could it be? Then he quickly ignored his preceding thoughts, Not possible… Sasuke already killed him. So as what he said… but even he doubted the fact that Uchiha Itachi’s dead. It just came out of Sasuke’s mouth when he returned, tattered and worn-out. He said he killed his brother and that’s that. After his proclamation, everyone believed his words. Kakashi wasn’t so convinced though. Even the Hokage did not believe him at first and still sent a search party for the Akatsuki’s. But for the past few years, they hadn’t heard nor seen any of them. They disappeared… all of them. Did Sasuke really kill his brother?

 

“None. These rebels move in stealth. Sand’s threatened by them.”

 

“I’m one of the medics you’re going to send, huh?” Sakura cocked her head on the side. Good. She needed to get away from here.

 

“Yes, along with your team of four.” Tsunade referred to the interns Sakura was handling in the hospital. “Kakashi, Neji and Shikamaru will accompany you there.”

 

“All three of them?” Sakura was a little surprised at this.

 

“Yes. All three of them.” The Hokage confirmed, “I can’t risk our own medics. We need them as much as the other villages do.” Sighing, she went on, “Now for the strategy. As usual, do not use the straight route.” Her finger directed a circular motion until it reached the border.

 

“We’ll circle around to avoid confrontations.” Kakashi agreed on the plan as she continued. This was the best way to avoid attracting too much attention.

 

“Exactly.” Rolling the map again, Tsunade dropped the paper on the side of her table, “Once you reported to the Kazekage, Hatake, Nara and Hyuuga will report back to me as soon as possible.” Her eyes immediately caught Sakura’s, “Stay there for a week and then come back here and give me the initial report personally. With the trouble Sand’s facing right now, I don’t trust anyone sending vital information without them pilfering it.” She noticed the look on her student’s eyes, “You know what I mean.”

 

Sakura nodded. Orochimaru was still hiding somewhere around Wind country. Who knows? Maybe he was the one who planned those attacks against Sand. Perhaps even the epidemic was his cause too. It’s possible… that man is evil.

 

“Anything else?” Kakashi interrupted.

 

Tsunade gave a long sigh. She’d been giving orders since the moment she woke up this morning, “Just do what I instructed you to do and everything will be fine.”

 

“Clear.”

 

“When do we leave?” Sakura asked after removing her gaze away from the map and into her superior’s.

 

Tsunade smiled, “Tomorrow.”

 

**

 

After the briefing, both jounins walked out and headed home in silence. Kakashi was happy to walk her home of course. The smile on his face was enough proof.

 

“What are you smiling at?” he gave her an innocent look but that failed miserably.

 

His eyebrow arched at her, “Is it a crime to smile once in awhile?”

 

Sakura looked at him and then shook her head, “Whatever it is, it better not be me.”

 

“What do you mean?” the man faked innocence.

 

The pink-haired nin blatantly accused, “You’re looking at me.”

 

“Aren’t you a little high of yourself? What makes you think I’m looking and smiling at you?” the moment he said those words, he immediately regretted it and mentally kicked himself. The way she looked away with—what?—disappointment in her eyes made him realize that he offended her.

 

Sakura had no idea why but her heart sank when he said that. Yeah… I’m not worth your smile… everyone knows that… For someone who bickered with him for years and been slapped with a witty remark right in the face, she’s acting kind of strange. She’s supposed to be used to it by now! But why am I so disappointed? Then her inner voice immediately answered, Perhaps you’re expecting him to shower you with honeyed words and phrases until you melt like a puddle of goo. Sakura, I think you’re starting to fall— Sakura immediately stopped herself from thinking further before she realized something she will regret.

 

Kakashi noticed her stop and this made him feel guiltier. Could she be that upset?

 

“Sakura?”

 

Snapping out from her trance-like-state, her eyes sought his and they looked at each other for a moment that seemed like eternity. Finding this quite ridiculous, Sakura cleared her throat and forced her eyes away from his.

 

What was that?

 

“You can stop imitating me now. Walk, Kakashi.” She herself wasn’t sure if her voice sounded normal.

 

Her voice brought him out of his stupor and noticed Sakura walking way ahead. With a sigh, he went to follow closely behind her.

 

There was silence again. Though this time, Sakura appreciated it. She’s not even sure if she’ll be able to talk without stuttering in front of him.

 

“How are you now?” Kakashi felt the need of using his voice.

 

“What?” she asked, quite confused and then understood what he really was asking. Realization dawn her and then replied, “Oh, yeah I’m fine.”

 

“And your parents?”

 

Finally, the tension broke the minute she recalled her encounter with her parents that morning.

 

“You will never believe what happened,” she started and began telling him how her parents acted like nothing occurred yesterday. Just like what everybody else is doing.

 

“Hm, I guess Sasuke’s really serious about clearing both of your names.” That was good of course.

 

Sakura nodded, “Now I’m compelled to thank him.” Her eyes lowered, “That’s the least thing I could do.” Then she turned to him, “Have you seen him, by the way?”

 

Kakashi shook his head, “No, I haven’t.”

 

Sakura nodded, “I see.” She was half disappointed, half glad she didn’t see Sasuke today. That would be awkward.

 

They continued walking until they reached the familiar intersection. Both separated their ways the moment Sakura convinced Kakashi not to walk her home.

 

Her parents might not like seeing their daughter who’s supposed to marry yesterday with another man.

 

A former sensei or not. She couldn’t risk the chances.

 

**

 

“WHAT??” A female voice shrieked so loud, all the birds sleeping on their nests flew away in alarm.

 

“It’s a mission, woman! What am I supposed to do?” a bored, drawling voice retorted back.

 

“YOU’VE JUST RETURNED AND YOU’RE GOING AWAY AGAIN?? I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU!”

 

“Again, I said—It’s-a-mission! I can’t refuse the Hokage! She’ll kill me!”

 

“YOU AND YOUR STUPID EXCUSES! JUST SAY IT! YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE! YOU DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT WHAT I FEEL!”

 

“Oh, don’t start on me again…” the voice almost pleaded.

 

“I HATE YOU, YOU LAZY JERK! GET OUT! GET OUT!” and then the female cried, just as loud as she shrieked.

 

“Gladly!”

 

Slamming the door behind him, Shikamaru grunted as he stepped outside the wintry afternoon. “Women, so troublesome…” he grumbled to himself as he scratched the back of his head in annoyance. Up until now he had no idea how he ended up with that loudmouth.

 

Oh yeah, because you love her you big, lazy idiot.

 

And now he wondered WHY?

 

She maybe a loudmouth but she’s still caring and loving when she’s not mad.

 

Except her being a noisy, blonde bitch attitude weighed heavier than her good traits.

 

“I knew I got the right house.”

 

Shikamaru almost tripped backwards from the sudden intrusion, “N-Neji?? Goddammit, don’t go appearing like that again! You spooked the shit out of me!”

 

The other ghosted a smile, his colourless eyes watching Shikamaru twitch with mild amusement, “Did I?”

 

Shikamaru snarled at his witty reply, “What are you doing here?” then his eyes narrowed, “How’d you find me?”

 

Neji shrugged, “Easy. I just had to follow her voice.” He tipped his head towards the apartment behind him.

 

And then it just occurred to Shikamaru that he was blatantly kicked out of HIS OWN apartment! Ticked by this fact, Shikamaru felt like destroying something yet too lazy to do so. “I’d better steal that extra key from her.” He muttered as numerous ideas of stealing the key of his apartment flashed his mind.

 

“Did you say something?” Neji’s brows arched.

 

“Nothing!” Shikamaru snapped. He was definitely NOT in the mood. “So, what are you doing here?” it’s not everyday he was visited by the Hyuuga genius. Yeah, they’ve been on missions together before but none of them still considered each other as friends to visit each other’s home. A team mate, or probably an acquaintance is more acceptable.

 

“Sakura said we’ll meet in the bridge by dawn.” Neji then added, “Hokage-sama’s orders.”

 

“Yeah, yeah.” Shikamaru waved a dismissive hand, “If there’s anyone she should remind about time… that would be Kakashi.” Looking at Neji, he asked, “Anything else?”

 

Neji kept his straight face. That smile he showed a few minutes ago (yeah right!) was a mistake. But seeing Shikamaru’s pallor face was worth his amusement. He couldn’t help it. “No, that’s it.” Making a gesture that he’s about to leave, Neji said, “See you tomorrow.” And with that, he started walking away.

 

Fifteen steps, he counted, until he heard his familiar voice call out to him, “H-hey! Wait!”

 

Neji stopped his steps and looked over his shoulder. The look of apathy was still there though he’s curiousness of what Shikamaru was up to was not.

 

“Where are you going?” Shikamaru dumbly asked.

 

“Home.” Neji internally winced. He lived there, yes, but he didn’t belong there. It was Hinata’s home, not his.

 

“Let’s get a drink before we risk our asses off tomorrow.” Shikamaru said and started walking ahead. Actually, the real reason was that he was avoiding Ino for the rest of the night. Going home drunk will save him from her unbearable nagging.

 

Neji frowned, “I haven’t agreed yet.”

 

Shikamaru offhandedly shrugged his shoulders, “You have no other choice.”

 

“We have a mission tomorrow.” Neji weakly protested.

 

“As I said no-other-choice.”

 

Clear eyes widened and then narrowed. This Nara boy does have a lot of air in him. Finding that he had-as what Shikamaru said no-other-choice, Neji followed closely behind.

 

A little drinking wouldn’t hurt.

 

At least, that’s what he hoped.

 

Having a hangover while in a mission’s definitely inappropriate.

 

**

 

The next day, everyone gathered on the bridge the moment dawn struck. Well, all except for...

 

“Kakashi…” Sakura’s brow twitched irritably. Her morning was obviously destroyed. Noting that Kakashi wasn’t the only who failed to meet the scheduled time.

 

Even Shikamaru and Neji are late!

 

Hyuuga Neji, of all people!

 

“Haruno-san, we’re falling way behind the schedule. Do you think we should leave now?” one of the medics she was handling asked timidly. Everyone could see how pissed off their superior was.

 

“As much as I want to, we can’t.” sighing, she hoped Tsunade-sama assigned more punctual jounins to accompany them instead. “We can’t travel without them. Hokage’s orders.”

 

“But the sun’s already up!” another medic whined.

 

Sakura apologetically shook her head, “Give them five more minutes and then we leave.” But inside, she was already fuming. How can they be so unprofessional??

 

As if on cue, three figures emerged from the horizon.

 

“They’re here!” she heard someone said behind her.

 

“Finally!” another one commented.

 

Neji was the first one to arrive from the three, looking a bit tired.

 

Shikamaru was not far behind him, looking as tired as Neji.

 

And finally, Kakashi appeared. An apologetic smile already plastered on his face.

 

That git. Sakura gave him a disapproving look.

 

Neji passed by her and she was about to open her mouth to ask what was wrong though he beat her up to it.

 

“Don’t ask.” He said while rubbing his temple. The headache wouldn’t go away and he had no idea if he could ever function well on their trip to Fukuoka.

 

Shikamaru came next and again, Sakura did the same only to be silenced by his hand.

 

As Kakashi neared, he grinned widely and said, “Funny story. This morning two—”

 

“Dolphins.” Sakura supplied, quite ticked off. Her arms were crossed while she tapped her foot on the ground.

 

As if to tease her more, he cocked his head on the side, “I was going to say penguins this time.”

 

Sakura glared at him, hard, “Whatever.”

 

“Hm, somebody’s not in the mood today.” Kakashi commented as he started to lead the way. His smirk grew wider when he felt her eyes burning holes on the back of his neck.

 

**

 

“Naruto?”

 

A cheeky grin smeared all-over the blonde’s face, “’bout time you showed up!”

 

The other grunted, “You just love telling me that.”

 

“Pfft!” crossing his arms angrily, Naruto replied, “Well, I wouldn’t if you stop hiding away from everyone.”

 

Onyx eyes glared him down, “I wasn’t hiding.”

 

“…right.” Jumping off a rather large boulder outside the Uchiha residence, Naruto once again gave that big sunny smile, almost blinding Sasuke until his eyes burned into ashes. “In case you didn’t know, it’s been three days since you became cooped inside that house of yours.”

 

“It’s been that long?” Sasuke most mused to himself. With all the thinking he did just caused time fly by so fast.

 

“So I believe that we should go out and spar!” smirking, the blonde haughtily continued, “I bet with all the sitting and sleeping you did back there sore that sorry ass of yours.”

 

In return, Sasuke regarded him coolly, “And what makes you think I’ll go spar with you, dobe? Not worth my time.”

 

“And moping for three days straight is a lot more meaningful??” the other snapped loudly.

 

“Maybe…”

 

“Gah! You’re an asshole!”

 

Sasuke smirked, as usual finding victory with their petty argument was easy enough. It had always been like this; Naruto challenging him into a fight, yelling, insulting, and screaming even shrieking at some point when Naruto was finally over the edge. Seeing him all riled up just makes his day.

 

But today was different.

 

Despite of how much he tried to pretend he hated Naruto, his physical and mental being refused to do so.

 

It was odd, really.

 

“Don’t worry.” Naruto said, “She’s not here. No one will remind her of that day anymore.”

Who’s not here? Sasuke’s brows frown turned deeper, “What do you mean?”

“Sakura’s out in a mission. It’ll probably be a long before she comes back.”

 

“What?” now, the Uchiha genius was glaring daggers, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

 

Naruto gave him a ‘duh-you’re-so-stupid’ look, “You wanted to brood alone, remember?”

 

“I wasn’t brooding,” Sasuke reasoned out, “I was just trying to regain my hon—”

 

“Before you finish that sad remark for an excuse, I want to ask you something.” Seeing that Sasuke’s expecting him to continue, he said, “What did you tell to Sakura that day—” then he faltered, feeling awfully uncomfortable, “—you know—that day you went after her.”

 

“Why do you want to know?”

 

“Because she’s my friend.”

 

“What do you want to know?”

 

“Everything.”

 

Sasuke stared at him for a moment. A long pause occurred and then…

 

“What makes you think I will tell you?”

 

“Because I’m-your-friend!” Naruto never thought Sasuke would reach the limit of annoying him up to the boiling point. But then, this is Sasuke we’re talking about. He’s been doing it ever since, always getting the rise out of him and such.

 

“It’s none of your business.” He said and started walking pass the loud blonde but failed when a hand shot through to grab his arm. Turning his head, he saw something that made his eyes unusually widen.

 

Naruto was beyond the point of joking. He was not looking directly at him but he could tell he was upset. Maybe he pushed the buttons a little too much? What’s so surprising about that?

 

Hm, the fact that they jumped from one friendly conversation to an argument surprised him.

 

“It’s my fucking business, Sasuke and you know it.” Then his hand moved and grabbed Sasuke by the collar. His eyes flashed dangerously towards him. “I may look like I don’t care but if you EVER do that to her again, I’ll kill you!” Ever since Sasuke returned from his mission, he noticed how oddly Sakura had been acting and it worried him. He knew there was something going on and there was only one person he knew who could cause so much trouble. Sasuke.

 

When he learned that Sasuke forced Sakura to marry him for an heir, he did not bother to intrude. He thought since Sakura once loved Sasuke, she’d learn to love him soon as they got married. But he was wrong. Sakura wanted nothing with the Uchiha but still he persisted. It was so wrong.

 

Sasuke knew he was supposed to take the situation seriously. But then being a prick as he was, he flaunted a taunting smirk, “Well, is that a challenge, dobe?”

 

“SASUKE!”

 

“I don’t care what you think. Let go of me and get out of my way.”

 

The fist on his collar shook. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Naruto muttered, “Why are you doing this to her?”

 

Somehow, the intensity within Naruto’s eyes put him into shame. Fighting the urge to continue their glaring contest, Sasuke finally gave up and looked away.

 

Naruto just blinked.

 

He didn’t understand. Sasuke never backed off from anything.

 

Was that—guilt in his eyes? The blonde could never tell for the Uchiha prodigy made sure his eyes were well-hidden beneath his bangs.

 

“I don’t know either…”

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 7]

Chapter Seven

 

Happy home

 

A hum escaped her lips when she felt something warm pressing her side. Her eyes were still closed while she revelled at the strange warmth she was receiving. She felt grateful; she snuggled closer, seeking more heat and while she did this, a familiar scent engulfed her. Confusion caused her brows to knit together in her sleep.

 

Her eyes fluttered open and started to register her blurred surroundings. Where am I? Waiting for a few seconds to let her fuzzy brain work its wheels; Sakura stayed put on the bed. Wait—this isn’t my room! Her once sleepy eyes widened like saucers as she observed the plain cream ceiling and the soft light the sun offered behind the non-curtained window. Widely, she looked around, trying to clear her brain much faster.

 

“Oh,” she softly breathed as her eyes finally settled on the source of warmth that lay next to her. The events from yesterday replayed in her mind, and made her remember the exact reason why she’s sleeping on Kakashi’s bed—with him. Her eyes prowled around the room; anywhere but Kakashi. But her eyes constantly returned to her ex-sensei’s sleeping face. His face looked so smooth without the creases, his hair mussed everywhere and his even breathing was the only thing she could hear in the silence of the cold room. A blush crept upon her face after she came up with a realization, He looks so handsome like this… so peaceful… She had no control on what she was doing at that moment; her hand rose and brushed his stubborn bangs away from his forehead. Sighing, Sakura laid back and just looked at him.

 

-

-

 

“It’s Kakashi, isn’t it?”

 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 

“You’ve grown close with the man since I went away. Some say you and Kakashi got a relationship going on, is this true?”

 

“Yes, we do have a relationship. We’re great friends now.”

 

-

-

 

Was that all he was to her? A friend? She couldn’t blame Sasuke and the others if they assumed that she and Kakashi had a thing going on. They were always seen together. Since Naruto was with Hinata and was rarely seen with them, this roused everyone’s suspicion more. He’s just a friend. Someone I can lean on and tell stuff that I rarely tell everyone else… A relationship further than that is impossible… he’ll never like me that way. To him, I’m just a child, a former student… a teammate. Sasuke’s former fan girl. By the end of her statement, she smiled. Sasuke’s former fan girl. Funny, she never considered herself like one when she was a child. It was because she believed Sasuke saw her more than that. Being a member of Team 7 and all…

 

Suddenly, her thoughts drifted towards her encounter with Sasuke last night. But as soon as that flashed her mind, it ended quickly when Kakashi slightly stirred in his sleep. Sakura stiffened while watching him with guarded eyes.

 

Muttering something incoherent in his sleep, he unconsciously flung an arm across her chest and a leg over hers. Sakura made a small ‘eep’ while she watched in utter surprise. She gave him a side-glance and saw him still in a deep slumber. Great. Now that she’s in a rather, compromising position with her ex-sensei, she had no idea how to get out of it. She could only just imagine the look on Kakashi’s face when he woke up with her pinned beneath his stubborn appendages. Even in his sleep, he’s still a perv. Fighting the urge to roll her eyes, Sakura tried to formulate a way on how to get his arm and leg off of her without stirring him from his sleep.

 

Carefully, she started to squirm, trying to free her arms first but found that attempt useless. After countless times of trying to get out, Sakura let out a groan of frustration. Prying his arm alone was tiresome and being tired and annoyed at the same time was not a good combination. She had to do something! She couldn’t afford him seeing this when he woke up.

 

Having no other choice, Sakura settled on squirming her way towards the edge of the bed. She continued until she finally slid off and fell on the floor with a thump.

 

Groaning, she sat up. She cast a glance over to where Kakashi slept. He again muttered something about dolphins, which was odd, and then turned on his side, clutching a pillow as replacement for Sakura’s warmth.

 

Sighing in relief, she stood up and straightened the clothes she borrowed.

 

That was a close call.

 

**

 

When Kakashi woke later that morning, he realized he was alone in his bed. Looking around, he found a note left on the space she occupied last night. With a tired yawn, he leaned against his arm and read,

 

Kakashi-sensei,

 

I wanted to wake you up and say goodbye but you need your sleep more than I could ever imagine. You sleep like a log! No wonder you’re always late… So, I decided not to disturb you and leave this note instead. I want to thank you for letting me stay here last night. You don’t know how much I appreciate all the things you’ve done for me. In return, I made you breakfast! See how incredibly sweet I am?

 

That made him smile. I’ve seen it a long time ago, Sakura… he mused as he continued reading,

 

I have to go home before my parents go ballistic.  I’ll see you this afternoon. Remember, we still got that challenge thing going on. Your mask will be still my prize.

 

Your smartest student,

Sakura

 

The jounin’s smile broadened at this before he dropped back again in his bed. Sakura was right, he really needed sleep. The events from yesterday, not to mention his sleepless nights mulling over Sakura’s wedding, worn him out. His eyes languidly closed but before he let sleep overcome him, the look of contentment never left his face.

 

At least now he had something to look forward to. His afternoon definitely will be worthwhile.

 

**

 

Her heart pounded against her chest as she took the remaining few steps toward home. When she reached the front door, her breath became erratic as if she had ran a marathon. Her hands were shaking as she reached for the door and let herself in. She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and she slowly opened the door. This is now or never, Sakura… and as the interior of the house began to unfold, she held her eyes tightly closed. The last thing she needed right now was the monstrous look on her parent’s faces as they welcomed her home.

 

But what she’d seen stunned her. The house was quiet except for the usual rustling on the kitchen. Cautiously she stepped in, took off her shoes and walked inside. Taking small measured steps, she took a peek inside the kitchen and saw her mother moving from one place to another. Her father sat on the table, reading the daily paper with a cup of coffee prepared before him.

 

At first, she wanted to mask her presence and go straight up to her room. But it was too late when her mother’s head turned towards her direction with both brows arched.

 

Then all hell broke lose when her mother actually smiled, “Come in, dear. Have some breakfast.”

 

What the—? Sakura’s green eyes bugged out as she stared dumbly at her mother who was now preparing the table.

 

As if that wasn’t enough to shock her, her father smiled too and said, “Oh, Sakura. When did you return?”

 

Sakura stared at him for a few seconds before choking an answer, “J-just now…” she was so unsure of what was happening around her. Is this some kind of a joke or a dream, perhaps? Secretly, she pinched her arm and winced. Yep! It’s all real…

 

Her mother laid out a beautiful plate of breakfast on the table and her stomach growled in return. She wasn’t able to eat anything last night and now she could feel her stomach reminding her to feed it.

 

Mrs. Haruno laughed wholeheartedly and went to usher her daughter inside. Sakura stiffened as her mother lead her to sit down on the table. All this time, his father was smiling at her. She had no idea whether to feel relieved or scared. They’re supposed to be mad for Pete’s sake! Why are they acting as if nothing happened?

 

Her mother took the seat across her with her smile never faltering.

 

This scared her more.

 

“Mom, dad… I—” she started, but she was immediately interrupted by her mother’s now, grave voice.

 

“It didn’t happen. Nothing happened, do you understand?”

 

“What?” Sakura was confused.

 

Her father dropped the paper and looked straight into her confused eyes, “Forget what happened yesterday. It’s for the better…”

 

With that said, they started eating, except for Sakura who was still trying to digest the situation.

 

And then something flashed her mind,

 

-

-

 

“I will call off the wedding… I’ll talk to your parents if you want. Just don’t go. Naruto will kill me. I can’t let you ruin your life here because of me. It’s unacceptable…”

 

-

-

 

**

 

“He DID??” Ino’s voice never failed to rattle the whole city as she went to her flower shop that morning to check-up on her.

 

Sakura browsed around, “Yep.”

 

“B-but I thought he was mad!”

 

“He IS!”

 

“No, I mean… I’ve never seen him so…so angry before…” and with that, Ino trailed off.

 

Sakura sighed, “I don’t know what his intentions are. But before he left, he asked me not to go. He said it’s unacceptable.” She then furiously shook her head, “Argh! I don’t know what’s up with him! He’s so confusing…”

 

Ino nodded in agreement, “Yeah, I know what you mean…”

 

The pink-haired medic nin dropped on a chair nearby and absently fiddled with the lily’s petals, “And now everybody’s acting as if nothing happened… I wonder what Sasuke did to shut them off…”

 

“There’s a possibility he threatened everyone. Of perhaps, they just wanted to show respect. Anyone would’ve done the same thing if they were on yours shoes, Sakura… at least that’s what Shika told me.” With the mentioning of her lazy boy friend, her brows furrowed, “Which reminds me, where the hell is he? I told him to pick me up. And now he’s five minutes late!”

 

Sakura smiled at her friend’s non-stop yapping, “For five minutes you’re already throwing a fit? Ha! What if you’re going out with the king of tardiness, Hatake Kakashi?” Then suddenly she felt her face hot. Memories of sleeping in his bed with him half-naked beside her engulfed her mind. Her spacing off and the obvious blush on her cheeks was not left unnoticed by Ino.

 

“I trust that you and Kakashi already went out on a date, hm?” the blonde teased, which immediately brought back Sakura’s attention.

 

“What? No! I-I mean, not yet… well, sort off… I think…” Sakura embarrassingly went off like a rocket as words gushed off her mouth. She fiddled more with the flower on her hand, trying not to look at Ino straight in the eye.

 

Then suddenly, Ino laughed out loud, “Oh, you’re so easy to tease…”

 

“Ino!” the other gave out a frustrated protest.

 

Ino crossed her arms and continued to interrogate her, “Well, why did you say something about Kakashi being late on a date? That only means one thing, forehead girl. You and Kakashi already dated!” her squeal caused her a headache. No wonder Shikamaru couldn’t stand a minute with her.

 

Now I wonder how those two ended up together.

 

“C’mon, tell me the details!” Ino excitedly gushed, her blue eyes shining with pure interest.

 

“No!” Sakura firmly replied.

 

“Why not?”

 

“NO because we haven’t dated yet and NO because if we ever did, I will never tell you.”

 

Ino glared at her in disappointment, “You’re impossible!”

 

Sakura rolled her eyes, “Yeah, whatever.” She then stood up and started walking out of the store. “Can I have this for free?” she asked before setting a foot out.

 

“It’s already contaminated with you touching it, feel free.” Ino mocked while waving a dismissive hand.

 

Sakura shook her head. “I’ll see you around, Ino-pig.” And with that, she went out before giving the blonde a chance to retort back.

 

**

 

“Sakura-chan!” her other blonde friend and with an even louder mouth named Naruto hollered at her as she entered Ichiraku’s stall. She knew she’d find him here.

 

“Naruto.” She greeted as she took the empty seat next to him. His bowl of steaming-hot ramen still ever present.

 

“Where have you been?” he started, “We’ve been looking all-over for you!”

 

Sakura smiled sheepishly, “Ehehe… I needed some time to think.” Then she asked, “… we?”

 

“Oh, Neji and Shikamaru helped me on the search. But they backed out by nightfall. Said, I was worrying too much!” then he turned to devour his bowl and not long after he ordered for another round. He ate ramen that fast. “I mean, who wouldn’t be? I was so worried! And your parents said they’ll cut-off my head if I didn’t return without you.” Then his eyes looked up, looking thoughtful, “But then, when I returned they said that everything’s fine and I should go home. So odd…”

 

Sakura could not believe her parents could talk so morbid when pissed off. She cleared her throat nervously and nodded, “Yeah… odd…”

 

As if on cue, Shikamaru and Chouji showed up and joined them. “Bah! I knew you’d be here.” The ANBU captain lazily muttered as he took the seat next to Naruto as Chouji took the remaining empty seat beside Sakura. Shikamaru’s eyes trailed over the pink-haired kunoichi who caused so much commotion yesterday. “So, you decided to come back.”

 

Sakura gave a small smile, “Yeah, I had no other choice…”

 

“Don’t worry, Sakura-chan, no one will bother you!” Chouji suddenly piped in before accepting a steaming bowl of ramen. He and Naruto ate in synchronize.

 

Shikamaru sighed, “Sasuke officially barred the ninth of December.”

 

December 9 was yesterday, Sakura mused. Our wedding day…

 

“Uchiha’s gone nuts.” Shikamaru muttered.

 

“No he hasn’t!” Naruto exclaimed when heard him. After swallowing another mouthful of noodles, he said, “He may be a bastard sometimes but I know he did that for Sakura-chan!” then his eyes trailed up, looking thoughtful, “Oh wait, yeah he’s crazy. Forced marriage… psh! What was he thinking?”

 

“Clearly, he’s not.” Shikamaru commented.

 

“Sakura-chan ran away to escape. I would have done the same thing…” Chouji munched continuously on his chips after finishing his ramen.

 

“I’m with you,” Shikamaru gave a lopsided grin.

 

“You do know I’m still here… I can hear you clearly.” Sakura gave out a frustrated sigh.

 

Then Naruto started laughing like there was no tomorrow, “You two?? I can’t even imagine Sasuke proposing to you guys!” Sakura realized she was left unheard.

 

Both Shikamaru and Chouji glared death towards him.

 

“Oh, grow up.” they both said in unison.

 

Clearly irked with the said comment, Naruto swallowed the entire bowl and yelled, “What did you say??”

 

Sakura shook her head, “Enough.” Three pair of eyes settled on her. “You three should all grow up! And by the way, what are you doing here?” her gaze shot straight towards the lazy nin’s direction, clearly saying ‘How dare you ditch my best friend?’

 

Apparently, he didn’t get it at first, “What do you mean?” Shikamaru asked as one eye brow arched in question.

 

“You’re supposed to be at Ino’s shop half-an-hour ago. What are you doing here?” Sakura pressed.

 

Shikamaru looked confused at first and then his eyes slightly widened in realization, “Gee, thanks for reminding me. You’re a great friend.” In exaggeration, Shikamaru scratched the back of his head. He intentionally overlooked his ‘date’ today with that loudmouth. And now Sakura’s here not only to remind him but also to reprimand him about not picking up her best friend on time. Better switch the subject immediately before things eventually turn out boring for him, “By the way, I just got back from a mission briefing. I came here to tell you that Hokage-sama’s expecting to see you this afternoon.”

 

Sakura blinked, “She does?” she asked while wondering why her sensei wanted to see her. Could it be possible that she already knows about her attempts of leaving Konoha? She couldn’t help not to shudder at the thought. If Tsunade-sama asked to see her only to be chastised for not thinking like a full-fledged medic-nin, she’d better prepare herself.

 

Naruto suddenly paled at the mentioning of that old hag’s name, “S-Sakura… I don’t think this is the best time to see her…”

 

“I can’t say no to the Hokage, Naruto.” Sakura reasoned out.

 

“B-but!” the blonde’s head whipped towards her, “She’ll eat you alive!”

 

Sakura groaned and raised an eyebrow. Naruto can really exaggerate sometimes, “What makes you think that?”

 

“She—she must’ve misunderstood what happened last night…”

 

“I’m still here, she wouldn’t fuss over that.” Lightly, she shrugged her shoulders, “It’s probably another mission briefing.”

 

“PROBABLY??” Naruto exclaimed rather too loudly, obviously gaining a lot of unwanted attention from the passer by’s, “That’s no assurance… ‘baa-chan can strike like a horse! She’s ten times powerful than Orochimaru and Itachi combined!”

 

Sakura looked at her friend and then started to laugh. She could still remember that night when Naruto returned from a mission in Sound, wounded and unconscious. She had never seen Tsunade-sama so worried before. Immediately, she tended on Naruto’s wounds and when he recovered three days after, all he got was a good slap on the cheek and strings of castigation from the Hokage herself. She almost acted like a mother/sister to Naruto. Noting that he reminded her so much of her own brother who died.

 

Shikamaru sighed, “These people are mad. I’m out of here.” He then stood up and flipped the flap for his exit.

 

“Wait up!” Chouji stood up and followed his best friend.

 

“What’s so funny?” Ignoring Shikamaru and Chouji’s great escape, Naruto’s eye twitched. Quite irked by the gale of her laughter.

 

Sakura took pity on her friend’s situation and stopped laughing. But that did not stop her from grinning, “As much as I appreciate your concern, Naruto. I’m going.” She stood up and straightened her dress. Her eyes full of mirth, eyed him, “Don’t worry, I won’t let her kick my ass for nothing. Ja!”

 

Naruto was about to say something though he was quickly interrupted when the owner announced his third order. All was forgotten the minute that bowl of ramen touched his hands.

 

**

 

Through the entirety of the night, Sasuke remained inside his room, knees against his chest while his eyes absently stared off somewhere outside his window.

 

The events last night overwhelmed him. He didn’t know what’s gotten into him. He never reacted like that before. Not with a girl. Not with Sakura… of all people…

 

I want an heir… that’s all I ever wanted in the first place. But then… his hands clenched while he closed his eyes from the pain of watching the snow fall for the past three hours. Why does Sakura’s refusal upset me more than I would let on? He asked himself, not knowing what to answer.

 

His plan was perfectly crafted.

 

He’ll ask for Sakura’s hand in marriage.

 

Marry her.

 

Get her pregnant.

 

Continue his bloodline.

 

…

 

Raise his children with her.

 

Come home with the expectation of seeing his kids and his wife preparing a feast for his return.

 

Watch his wife reprimand his children and love them at the same time.

 

Cuddle together as they watch the kids play outside.

 

Tell sweet nothings to his wife’s ear as she giggle and return the favour by kissing him with passion.

 

Touch her.

 

Love her.

 

Worship her.

 

Make her the happiest woman in the whole world.

 

Have a happy home with her and his children.

 

Forget the awful past and build a wonderful future.

 

The first five were his original plans. The rest just came into his mind the moment he left Sakura that night.

 

“Sakura…”

 

He didn’t know what to think right now. There are a lot of single women out there who will do everything for them to get noticed. He can always marry one and impregnate her so he could get a child. But then the thought of marrying someone other than Sakura seemed so wrong. If there’s anyone he wanted to live the rest of his life with... that would be Sakura. The conversation they had last night made him realize something he overlooked for years.

 

He was in-love with her.

 

Pathetically, foolishly, unbelievably in-love with her.

 

And here he thought he was not capable of having such an emotion.

 

Sasuke gave out a bitter laugh. Who would’ve thought? After years of ignoring her, he finally realized that she’s more than a team mate and a friend to him.

 

She was everything he wanted in a woman.

 

The perfect wife.

 

“What have you done to me?” he whispered as his voice faded along the cold December wind.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 6]

Chapter Six

 

Don’t go

 

Snow drizzled continuously that morning as she walked the pave path towards the boundary of Konoha. It seemed the weather itself disapproved on her decision of leaving. There are a lot of things she forgot before leaving. One is getting out from this stupid wedding Kimono, two she forgot to pack and three she forgot to leave a note for her parents.

 

The wind blew harshly and made her skin prickle. Nevertheless, she continued walking in small footsteps her kimono allowed her to make.

 

“I knew I’d find you here.” A familiar, ominous voice drawled somewhere and made her halt her steps.

 

Oh no… slowly, she turned her head and saw the least person she wanted to see right now. “S-Sasuke??” she stuttered with eyes wide open, “H-how did you—?”

 

Uchiha Sasuke stepped out of the shadows with crossed arms and still in his wedding attire. He looks gravely upset. “This is the path taken by ninjas who leaves Konoha…” his eyes caught hers and glared, “We’ve been here before, Sakura” He softly mused. She felt rooted on the spot as Sasuke took the opportunity to walk around her. “Except I was the one in your place. You should’ve seen your face before. You were crying… begging me to stay.” He stopped and looked down at her, “Do you expect me to do the same thing? Beg on my knees and cry like a baby? Is that what you want, Sakura?”

 

“Stop it!” Sakura exclaimed.

 

This of course did not stop him, “Who do you think you are? Making me follow all the way here and being so troublesome??”

 

The medic nin ignored him.

 

Sasuke finally snapped, “You said you love me! Why are you being so difficult??”

 

Sakura couldn’t speak. She had no idea what to say but her mind was reeling with anger. Of course she remembered that say he went off to find Orochimaru! She actually begged Sasuke to stay and confessed her undying love for him. Love… what did she knew about love? She was only twelve back then for cryin’ out loud! Her infatuation for the Uchiha was long gone.

 

Her eyes turned glassy as tears welled, “So that’s it, huh? You think because I confessed that I love you makes me an easy woman to impregnate!” She trembled from this realization. “Is that what I am to you? It’s not because I said I loved you means you can easily marry me and ask for an heir!” oh great, now she was crying. She felt a tear slide down her cheek and immediately she wiped it away. She couldn’t let this bastard see her cry… not again.

 

For the first time, Sasuke was at a loss. Her tears affected him to some extent that made speaking quite difficult. He only stood there and watched her, almost feeling sorry for what he had just done.

 

Sakura shook her head, “Just—just leave me alone!” she tried to walk pass him but an arm immediately grabbed hers and stopped her from taking another step.

 

“I don’t understand…” Sasuke started rather confused. He side-glanced at her but she did not return the look he’s giving her, “What happened?” he don’t understand why Sakura was being like this. She likes him a lot doesn’t she? Back then she always find a chance on throwing herself at him. She even confessed that she loved him before he left.

 

When Sakura offered no answer, Sasuke’s eyes dangerously narrowed and his usual indifferent voice toned lower, “It’s Kakashi, isn’t it?”

 

Sakura jerk at the mentioning of their ex-sensei’s name as her eyes fell wide. What? Abruptly, she turned her head and replied, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” At the last word, Sakura winced as Sasuke gripped her arm non-too gently.

 

“Admit it!” Sasuke growled at her pretences, “You’ve grown close with the man since I went away. Some say you and Kakashi got a relationship going on, is this true??” when Uchiha Sasuke demanded answers, he always got them. He didn’t acquire the Captain position in the ANBU squad because of his infamous bloodline. He had worked hard for everything he achieved.

 

Sakura’s lips tightened into a thin line while watching the fire of fury dancing around Sasuke’s onyx eyes, “Yes, we do have a relationship.” Sasuke growled at this answer, “We’re great friends now. He’s the best listener and adviser I ever had.” Her eyes then drifted and looked daze, “When you went away to find Orochimaru, he’s the one who comforted me. He’s all I had back then…”

 

Sasuke did not like one bit of what he was seeing. The two had gone really close and despite of Sakura’s constant proclaiming that she and Kakashi are just friends; Sasuke could still see utter admiration within the girl’s emerald eyes.

 

It angered him. “Liar!” he used brute force by pushing her that made Sakura stumbling backwards. Sakura landed hard on the ground earning her a pain shooting straight into her spine and the rough pavement gashed her arms and legs. A whimper was heard while the Uchiha just stared in utter stun. I never… I couldn’t… I never meant to… Sasuke had no intention on hurting her. He was driven by anger and unintentionally inflicted pain. Sakura… I… his anger towards the pink haired kunoichi shifted and now he was angry with himself. How could he do that to her? How could he hurt her?

 

Sakura could not believe how Sasuke managed to wound her emotionally and physically all at the same time. This is something Sakura could not pass. It was too much.

 

“Sakura,” he started and went to help her up.

 

She quickly stood up on her own and regarded the other with bitter eyes. “I’ve had enough.” She was about to turn on her heels when suddenly, she was stopped for the second time.

 

“Don’t leave.” Sasuke almost choked his words. The irony of this situation kills him. “I… I will not bother you anymore.” This caught her attention and she slightly turned her head to see if he was sincere. When he saw this, he hesitantly looked away, “I will call off the wedding… I’ll talk to your parents if you want. Just don’t go. Naruto will kill me. I can’t let you ruin your life here because of me. It’s unacceptable…”

 

“Sasuke…”

 

Sasuke turned and went off like the wind. He disappeared quickly and left a rather stunned kunoichi behind. She stared blankly on the spot where the Uchiha previously stood, trying to decide if this really was happening or just a trick of her imagination.

 

“Ow…” Sakura cringed when she accidentally brushed the gash on her wrist. “I’m not dreaming alright...”

 

**

 

He would’ve chopped his legs off so he could stop pacing back and forth in his living room. He didn’t know what he’s supposed to do in this kind of situation. The moment she jumped off his window and ran away, Kakashi immediately changed into his Jounin clothes and planned to see the Hokage at once. But as he reached the door of his apartment, he hesitated to go out… and that’s when the pacing started.

 

That’s it; I’m going to see the Hokage. Brushing a hand through his mussed hair, he reached for the door when suddenly, a knock resounded on the other side.

 

His brows furrowed. Who could it be?

 

Another knock was heard and this moved him to turn the knob and open the door.

 

As his visitor was revealed, his brows rose as confusion crossed his face. “Sakura?” for the second time that day, Sakura unpredictably appeared before him.

 

The look on her face somehow made him worried. Her head’s bent down low, her usual vibrant eyes clouded with an emotion he could not name and snowflakes covered her shoulder and the top of her head.

 

“Kakashi…” her deadpanned voice called his name.

 

He was about to ask what was wrong but Sakura cut him short and stepped inside his apartment as well as his personal space at the same time. She leaned against him and laid her forehead against his chest. All he could do was stand there and wait.

 

“I want—can I stay here… just for tonight?”

 

Kakashi didn’t say anything in reply. Instead, he sighed, pulled Sakura to the living room and closed the door behind him.

 

He turned to look at her and saw that she already took a seat on his couch. He pinched the bridge of his nose before he walked towards her. Taking the seat next to her, Kakashi waited. He knew she’d spill the beans soon as she knows he’s ready to listen.

 

When she felt the couch deepen next to her, Sakura’s hands formed a fist on her lap. “He told me not to leave the village.” Her words caused confusion for the older Jounin. As if sensing this, she went to clarify who she was referring to, “Sasuke… he followed me.”

 

His exposed eye slightly widened, “He did?”

 

“He—he hurt my feelings. He forced me to marry him in order to revive his clan; he insulted me and thought I was an easy woman. But in the end, he apologized.” Out of frustration, she shook her head violently, “I don’t understand! Why is Sasuke acting so strange? He wasn’t like that before!” in her mind, she replayed the past events in full concentration.

 

-

-

 

Sasuke’s eyes narrowed and then crossed his arms. Sighing, he replied, “We both know that I’m the last heir of my clan—”

 

Sakura averted her eyes and grunted, “You’re not.”

 

A scowl crossed the Uchiha prodigy, “What did you say?”

 

Sakura turned her head and glared back, “Itachi’s—”

 

“—non-existent.”

 

-

-

 

“Maybe he changed for the better.” Kakashi answered. Come to think of it, Sasuke’s… for the lack of a better word… amenable now than before. He acknowledges everyone… even Lee whom he thinks before was not worthy of his time. Also, there’s his decision of reviving his clan and starting a family. Something must’ve happened before he returned from that mission for him to decide such thing.

 

Sakura gave a long side-glance at him, “You really think so?”

 

He shrugged his shoulders, “If not, maybe he really likes you.”

 

At that, she huffed, “I told you he only wants me to bear little Uchihas that will continue his bloodline.”

 

“He’s a genius, Sakura. I don’t think his decision of marrying you just effortlessly popped in his head. There’s got to be a reason other than that.” Kakashi couldn’t believe he’s actually taking Sasuke’s side. That morning he wished that the wedding would be cancelled for good knowing that he’s not yet ready to address Sakura as an Uchiha. What do you really want, Kakashi?

 

“And what reasons would that be?” Sakura’s brows furrowed, “Sasuke’s an enigma. I’ll never know what’s going on inside his head. Not until he lets someone to do so.”

 

“Did you ask him?”

 

She rolled her eyes, “What’s the use? I’ll never get straight answers from that guy.”

 

“Hn, I guess you’re right.”

 

…

 

“Sensei…”

 

“Hm?”

 

“You know, my parents are probably throwing a fit right now.”

 

He was glad she said that. It somehow lightened the mood. “If I was your father, I’d do more than throwing a fit.”

 

Sakura lightly reminded, “But you’re not my father.”

 

“Well, lucky you.” A weak smile formed beneath his mask that in some way calmed Sakura. Today’s events wore her out. She’d give anything to curl up in her bed right now. Going outside and seeing her friends—except Sasuke, who would only make her day more miserable. She needed time. And she believed Sasuke knows that.

 

“I want to stay…”

 

“I didn’t object.”

 

“Well—thank you.”

 

There was silence.

 

And then…

 

“I—I’ll cook dinner if you want.” She looked up to him expectantly.

 

Kakashi stared at her for a moment and then flashed another lopsided smile. “I already ate.” He lied of course. Pacing back and forth while thinking about Sakura’s safety made him forget the fact that he had to eat. Also, he couldn’t let her cook in this condition. She was tired both emotionally and physically. “Are you hungry?” he asked, knowing that she too wandered around Konoha with an empty stomach.

 

Sakura forced a grin but failed. Instead, she shook her head, “No.” I lost my appetite…

 

“You’re tired.” Kakashi stood up and crossed his arms, “Go take a shower, I’ll lend you some of my old clothes and you can go to bed.” He instructed in a way that brought a look of distaste from the other.

 

“Yes, mother.” Reluctantly she stood up and started walking towards… wait a minute! She slowly turned and gave a sheepish smile, “Err… where’s the bathroom?”

 

**

 

Three men met up at the bridge right after the sun disappeared that afternoon.

 

“Any luck?” Naruto asked the second Jounin who arrived.

 

“I can’t find her anywhere.” Answered Neji, who agreed on going with the search party after seeing Naruto beg on his knees.

 

“You?” Naruto asked Shikamaru, who too searched after receiving a blood curling nag from his girlfriend—who else? Ino.

 

“Troublesome as it was…” Nara Shikamaru scratched his cheek. “I can’t find her too.”

 

The blonde gritted his teeth, “Dammit! Where is she?”

 

“Give it up, will you? Sakura’s old enough to find her way home.” Neji said, obviously quite tired from the vain searching for that pink-haired medic-nin.

 

“Neji’s right,” Shikamaru added, “She’ll come out when she’s ready. If I were on her shoes, I would’ve done the same thing.” A forced marriage was something he totally disagreed onto. Asides from the fact that it is so troublesome to marry someone that you don’t love, it also takes a lot of time and effort to prepare. That’s why he wasn’t fussing over Sakura’s disappearance. She was a good friend of his and Neji’s as well. They both knew Sakura needed some time to think. If only they could convince Naruto not to worry too much, they’ll be able to retire for the night.

 

“I’m going home.” Shikamaru declared before turning on his heels and walking off.

 

“What?” Naruto exclaimed.

 

“Yeah, me too.” And soon, Neji followed.

 

“Hey!” The blonde protested.

 

“I said give it up and go home.” Neji replied.

 

“Ja!” Shikamaru waved and tucked his hands on his pocket as he and Neji left.

 

“B-but!” Naruto blubbered, “Sakura’s parents will kill me! Oi!!!”

 

Naruto shut his mouth the moment he heard a soft thud behind him. He looked back and saw a tall, dark figure heading his way. Narrowing his eyes, Naruto tried to decipher who this person is. Then the fog vanished and the tall form of Uchiha Sasuke appeared before him. “Sasuke!” he immediately ran to meet him half way, “Where have you been?? Do you know where Sakura is? Did you find her?”

 

Sasuke ignored him and kept walking.

 

Why do people keep on walking away from him like that?? Naruto angrily turned on his heels and yelled, “Hey! I’m talking to you, you bastard! Where is she?”

 

“In a place where she’s supposed to be.”

 

Naruto looked at him as if he’d grown two heads, “Ha? I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that.”

 

“You worry too much.” Those were the last words he said before he vanished.

 

The blonde fell agape. First, his two companions left him and now Sasuke’s talking in riddles. Slapping a hand on his forehead, Naruto muttered to himself, “I am so dead…” the faces of Sakura’s parents flashed in his head.

 

**

 

Sakura cautiously looked around the room. She’d been here before—well, the last and first time she’d ever been here was this morning. Her eyes swept each object, noting that the only furniture in it was the bed and the chair on the far corner.

 

“Something wrong?” Kakashi’s voice made her jump slightly. As she did this, her movement caused her to bump against something hard behind her. Curiously looking pass her shoulder, she was surprised to see Kakashi’s clothed chest. Her eyes went wide and a blush crossed her cheeks. She immediately moved away and gripped tightly on the pillow she borrowed between her arms.

 

“N-nothing’s wrong! I-I was just…” sighing she turned and lowered her head, “I just want to thank you again for letting me stay.”

 

Kakashi chuckled at the display and shook his head, “For the umpteenth time, Sakura, don’t mention it.”

 

Sakura blushed again and gave a small smile. “Sorry.” As she did this, her eyes trailed over to her ex-sensei and noticed him wearing normal clothes other than the Jounin get-up he always wore outside. A pair of sweat pants and a simple white shirt. His headband was discarded but the mask was still on. His bangs hid his Sharingan well beneath. Noticing that she was now gawking at her sensei, she immediately looked away, swearing that his face couldn’t get any hotter.

 

Little did she know Kakashi was doing the same thing as well. He smiled at the sight of her, wearing his old sweat pants that hang low on her hips and his shirt twice her size. She looked so small and fragile inside his clothes. He wouldn’t mind seeing her like this everyday.

 

“Let’s get some sleep then.” Kakashi broke the pregnant silence as he closed the door behind him.

 

Her eyes flew wide as she watched him do this. “W-were sharing the same room? Y-you’re going to sleep here??” her nervousness peaked as the other walked across the room and shutting the windows closed to prevent snow from entering his room.

 

“Why not? I live here.”

 

“I-I know that!” Sakura could swear her voice was shaking, “A-are we gonna share the same bed too?”

 

Kakashi turned to her and as if to taunt her, he smirked and said, “You don’t expect me to sleep on the floor when my bed can accommodate two people in it, do you?”

 

Sakura’s mind reeled as he said this. Same bed? Me, Kakashi-sensei… same bed?? As if he hadn’t done enough to make her fluster, he started taking off his shirt. “W-what are you doing?”

 

“Taking off my shirt.” As if he didn’t state the obvious, “I sleep like this all the time. Or do you want me to go all the way?” he moved his brows suggestively.

 

Her cheeks looked like a ripen tomato as embarrassment engulfed her. He’s doing this on purpose! With an annoyed stomp of her feet, she said, “I’m sleeping on the couch!”

 

Kakashi prevented himself from laughing out loud. Pushing her to her limits caused him so much fun. “No you’re not. You’re sleeping here.” As if to show his point, he tapped the empty space beside him.

 

Sakura looked at him warily and he looked back with mirth dancing in his exposed eye.

 

He was teasing her and it got the better of her. With the determination to slap his stupid innuendos right onto his face, Sakura placed the pillow between them and climbed the bed.

 

Grabbing the end of the comforter, she tucked herself in and turned on her side, “Don’t come near me, do you understand?”

“Ah, giving me the cold shoulder again?” Kakashi teased on the other side.

 

“Shut up.”

 

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna crawl on you.”

 

“Perv.”

 

Kakashi chuckled, “Good night—honey…”

 

Sakura gritted her teeth, “Go to sleep, old man.”

 

“That’s low, Sakura.”

 

“You started it.”

 

“…”

 

“Good night, Kakashi…” she finally said softly before yawning as sleep started to claim her.

 

A smile ghosted his lips, “Yeah, you too.”

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 5]

Chapter Five

 

Run baby Run

 

A marriage without love means love without marriage.

 

And that’s what exactly she feared right now.

 

Today was the fifth day.

 

Her wedding day.

 

She now stood in front of a full-length mirror, blankly staring at her reflection wearing the traditional white wedding kimono. I look stupid… Sakura dejectedly observed as her shoulders sagged. The white crown on her head slightly moved from its previous position. Annoyed, she threw it away and sat miserably on the couch.

 

She wanted this day to end… Sasuke, you’re insane! Up until now she could not believe she’s about to get married to Uchiha Sasuke. This is not what she wants. Getting married to Sasuke might have been one of her dreams when she was a child but now—everything’s changed. She doesn’t love him anymore. The adoration was gone long ago. She can’t love him again even if she wanted to. It’s just not possible.

 

Right now, all she wanted to do was to run away from here and be a missing-nin. But of course that would obviously be dishonourable on her part. Running away from her wedding will embarrass both her family and Sasuke. Plus, Tsunade-sama will curse her to hell and back if ever she did such foolish thing.

 

But the temptation was too much… she almost wanted to jump outside her window.

 

No! Must-not-escape! But her feet eventually betrayed her. She was now walking towards it. Well, not until she heard the gentle knocking coming from her bedroom door.

 

Finding that as an excuse for her inevitable escape, Sakura made her way towards the door and opened it.

 

“Sakura! Oh my god! You look beautiful!!!” her blond friend, Ino excitedly entered the room and started babbling.

 

“Hello to you too.” Sakura dryly greeted as she closed the door behind her.

 

Ino questioningly stared at her, “You know, for a woman whose getting married, you don’t look too excited.”

 

“I’m not.” Sakura simply shrugged her shoulders and sat on the couch again.

 

Ino’s eyes went wide and her jaw dropped, “Are you serious? You’re getting married, Sakura!”

 

“You don’t have to rub it in, Ino.” Sakura had enough of this marriage conversation. All these stuff suffocates the hell out of her.

 

Ino dropped of the bed and asked, “Okay, tell me what’s wrong.”

 

Sakura faked a laugh and waved a hand, “Psh, nothing’s wrong! What makes you think that?”

 

“Aside from the fact that you’re not excited on your marriage with Sasuke? Nope, nothing.” Sarcastically, she replied.

 

Sakura looked at her in the eyes and Ino stared back. Finally, she gave up. “I don’t want to get married!” she cried and threw her hands in the air.

 

“What??” Ino was stunned. “B-but, this IS Sasuke we’re talking about here. Why don’t you want to marry him?” for years she’d known Sakura’s head over heels in-love with Sasuke. They even fought for the same guy’s attention for years! Not until Ino noticed her efforts were useless and decided to give up. All this time she thought Sakura will use this as an opportunity to lure the Uchiha boy, but much to her surprise, she didn’t.

 

Knowing exactly what’s running inside her friend’s mind right now, Sakura answered, “I-It just doesn’t feel right…” and then she shook her head, “n-no, I mean… This marriage… This is what he wants… not mine!”

 

Ino frowned as she watched her pace back and forth, “What do you mean?”

 

“He only wants to marry me because he wants an heir. He doesn’t love me and so… and so do I.” the last four words were spoken slowly. She couldn’t find the strength to look Ino straight in the eye. She never told anyone about this except Kakashi. Only he knows she fell out of love for Sasuke. Ino on the other hand still thinks the opposite.

 

“But I thought—”

 

“I don’t want a forced marriage, Ino! I have to get away from here… away from Sasuke.” Yes, that’s right. She must leave the area before the wedding ceremony starts. Reputation be damned! Her feelings and freedom counts more than anything else. So what if her parents disown her? She’ll be a missing-nin if ever she leaves Konoha’s border without the Hokage’s permission. If her parents renounce her as their daughter, might as well leave the village.

 

“Are you insane??” Ino bellowed in the sudden rush of anger. She can’t believe Sakura’s sorting on reckless decisions. “If you run away, you’ll get in trouble. Not only with your family but with Hokage-sama as well!”

 

“I know!” Sakura gave a heavy sigh, “But there’s no other choice…”

 

Ino wanted to protest but Sakura immediately beat her up to it. She walked towards her and held her hand. Ino was stunned at this.

 

“I have to do this.” Green eyes sparkled as she begged, “Please help me get away from here?”

 

Ino’s brows furrowed, “What makes you think I’ll help you?”

 

“I’m your friend.” Sakura shrugged her shoulders.

 

They both looked each other in silence until Ino broke it when she exasperatedly sighed out loud. “Argh! Fine!” the blond glared hard, “You owe me one.”

 

Sakura grinned happily and hugged her friend, almost chocking her, “Thank you!”

 

Ino coughed, “Too-much-love-can’t-breathe!” and then she wheezed.

 

Sakura released her immediately, “Sorry.” Sheepishly, she smiled.

 

Ino smiled back. Even though she’s quite confused and at the same time downright disappointed that her best friend’s about to escape her wedding ceremony, she’s glad that she could help her out. If this makes her happy, then so be it. She’ll help her run away.

 

“Sakura! What’s taking you so long? Sasuke’s waiting outside.” Naruto’s muffled voice impatiently said behind the mahogany door. He’s probably forced to go up there by Sasuke to fetch her.

 

Both girls looked alarmed by this.

 

“I-I’ll be there in a sec!” Sakura hurriedly replied.

 

“The zipper’s stuck! I’m currently fixing it! She’ll be done in a minute.” Ino lamely lied.

 

“Oh, okay.” Naruto offhandedly said, “Just hurry up will you? Sasuke’s starting to piss me off.”

 

“Yeah, sure.” Sakura replied and then felt utterly relieved when she heard his footsteps grew faint.

 

Both Ino and Sakura exchanged looks until Ino exclaimed, “What are you waiting for? Go before Sasuke comes here and destroy that door himself.”

 

Sakura nodded and then headed for the open window. Before jumping out, she glanced over her friend and smiled gratefully, “Thank you.” She mouthed before disappearing outside.

 

**

 

Sasuke glared death at towards Naruto when he returned with no Sakura in sight. “Where is she? Why isn’t she with you?” he immediately questioned, which once again baffled the poor blonde.

 

Blinking, Naruto replied, “Ino said she’ll be down in a minute. Said she’s still fixing her zipper or something.”

 

With this answer, Sasuke’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. Zipper? Kimonos doesn’t have a zipper! His eyes flew wide and turned towards the window of Sakura’s bedroom.

 

It was open.

 

Naruto questioningly stared at his friend, “What’s wrong?” but before he got any answer, Sasuke hastily ran inside the house and up to the second floor to Sakura’s bedroom. Impatiently, he rapped the door. Something’s off. Sakura’s smart and he wouldn’t be too surprised if she come up with something like running away from the village. I wish she didn’t. He said to himself, fearing that she might have done the opposite.

 

“Naruto, for the second time—” it was Ino’s voice who answered, which increased Sasuke’s suspicion more.

 

Without further ado, he kicked the door open and entered causing Ino to shriek loudly.

 

“Where is she?” Sasuke asked in his usual cold, calm tone as he glared practically death towards the blond kunoichi before him.

 

Ino had no idea what to say. Her eyes flew wide and her jaw embarrassingly dropped, “S-Sasuke! Err… S-Sakura’s not h-here.” She sputtered.

 

“Where-is-she?” the Uchiha prodigy repeated gravely.

 

**

 

Kakashi yawned openly as he stared on the small drops of snowflake outside the window of his apartment. Today’s Sakura’s wedding. Two of his former students are getting married. Man, I’m getting old… he mused to himself while scratching the back of his head. He knew he should get dressed and head to the shrine as what Naruto instructed him. But why did he choose not to come and waste his time watching the snow instead?

 

Is it be possible that Sakura and Sasuke’s nuptial bothers him?

 

That he’s disappointed?

 

Not interested?

Or perhaps…

 

Jealous?

 

Nah, that’s not possible. Why would he be jealous? His and Sakura’s relationship had never crossed that line. They were just friends. A companionship they built for years since they started as Team 7. He couldn’t possibly developed feelings towards his ex-student other than ultimate friendship, did he?

 

Ah, even Kakashi didn’t know the answer to that question.

 

He shook his head and decided to ignore those scrunched up thoughts cramping his head. It’s giving him a headache.

 

The room was so quiet.

 

Not until he heard continuous tapping somewhere on his room.

 

Too lazy to get up, he closed his eyes, assuming the tapping was caused by a bird or something he’s not interested with.

 

Well, not until he heard a muffled scream coming outside of his window.

 

“Oh, for god sakes, Kakashi, open the damn window!”

 

Kakashi jerked in his wake as he sat up and directed his stare towards his closed glass window. It stunned him when he saw Sakura’s form outside, still in her wedding kimono, looking awfully irritated. If he did left his window opened, he knew his ears might have been bleeding right now.

 

He got out of bed and went to open the window.

 

“Sakura, what are you—mphff!” he was roughly pushed back inside his room with her hand tightly enclosed around his mouth.

 

Sakura stepped inside, looking cautiously around the perimeter. “Shh, nobody’s supposed to know I’m here.”

 

Kakashi nodded and was grateful when she removed her hand. She then turned back towards the window and closed it. When she was done, she saw her sensei looking as if he’s waiting for an explanation, just as what she’s expecting. Smiling sheepishly, she greeted with a voice notch higher than normal“Good morning.”

 

The white-haired jounin crossed his arms and questioned, “What are you doing here?”

 

Sakura looked at him and noticed that he was wearing a shirt and grey sweat pants. Her face dropped at this and had her arms in Akimbo, “Kakashi-sensei, why aren’t you dressed? The ceremony starts in a few minutes.” She was obviously reprimanding him.

 

Kakashi gave a lopsided grin, “Well, I—” then his face turned into confusion after realizing that she’s here, standing inside his room… meaning… “Are you lost? The shrine’s further north from here.” Seeing the look of guilt cross Sakura’s face, he frowned, “Sakura, is there something you want to tell me?”

 

Sakura immediately dodged his questioning gaze.

 

“Sakura…” Kakashi  he called with a little disappointment. If the wedding’s about to start and the bride’s here, then there’s only one reason forming inside his head. “You ran away.” He softly mused, a little surprised himself.

 

He’s about to say something again but interrupted when his ex-student ran towards him and held his hand tightly between hers.

 

“Kakashi,” she said almost shakily, “Tell Tsunade-sama that I will not be her student from now on…”

 

“What?”

 

“And tell Naruto to stop being an idiot and that I love him. He’s a great guy, really.”

 

“Sakura—”

 

“And as for Sasuke.” This made her stop for awhile. Well, not until she came up with something to say, “Tell him that I’m sorry and I hope that he forgives me…”

 

Finding her gushing of words quite irritating, Kakashi held out his free hand to stop her from talking. “Hold on a sec.” he said, “What-are-you-talking-about?”

 

Sakura tried to calm down for a minute, looking into her sensei’s eyes until she managed to pacify her haywire nerves. “I’m leaving.” Again, she tried to avoid his gaze. There’s something by the way Kakashi’s looking at her that makes her feel ashamed about herself.

 

“Why?”

 

Sakura felt reluctant to confess anything just yet. But the way he’s looking at her left her no other choice. Kakashi mastered the art of getting all the information out of her if he wants to. She had nothing against that ability. With a sigh, she released his hand and sat at the edge of his bed.

 

Kakashi on the other felt thwarted from the loss of her hands. He then turned to follow and sat next to her.

 

Noticing that he’s waiting for her answer, Sakura decided to reply, “I—can’t marry him…”

 

“Obviously.” Kakashi derisively mumbled, which earned him a death glare from the other. Sighing, he said, “But you already said yes, Sakura. You can’t back off. Not now…”

 

“But I already told you,” Sakura turned to her ex-sensei and frustratingly whined, “I don’t love him anymore.”

 

 “You loved him once. You’ll learn to love him again.”

 

Sakura turned away again and lowered her head, “It’s not that easy.”

 

“Running away will never be the solution, Sakura.”

 

“I know…”

 

“You know Tsunade will be upset if she learns about this.”

 

Sakura gave a dry laugh, “Yeah. That’s one of the many reasons why I want to run away.” She knew not attending the ceremony itself will cost her head.

 

He didn’t know why, but he doesn’t feel entirely bad over this situation. Sure, he feel sorry for Sasuke. But the thought of Sakura refusing to marry the Uchiha… it somehow relieved him.

 

As he mused, they sat their in companionable silence.

 

But the silence, this peeved Sakura… a lot.

 

So, she chose to break it, “Love can really be mysterious,” she said with a heavy sigh.

 

“Huh?” was the only response he could give after being pulled away from his thoughts.

 

“Every time you give yourself away, it comes back to haunt you…” she stared into space as she spoke in the barest of whispers. The room was so quiet that even her murmurs were enough for him to hear.

 

“I wish I can relate.”

 

“Don’t say that, sensei! You do have a fair-share of lovers before.” The pink-haired kunoichi retaliated.

 

“Sleeping with someone doesn’t mean you love them in an instant.”

 

Sakura turned to him and blinked slowly.

 

That reminds him of that time he made a comment to her that irritated her to no end. That’ where all the challenge started. Kakashi sighed. “How about I give half of your prize right now?”

 

“What?”

 

“We’ve been challenging each other for weeks and you improved a lot.”

 

Sakura tipped her head on the side, “Oh?”

 

“Yes.” He nodded.

 

Hope and excitement flashed the girl’s eyes, “Then which one is it?”

 

He cheekily grinned, “My explanation.”

 

She knew it’s too good to be true…  “Better than nothing.” And then Sakura looked pensive before asking, “Wait, what’s the catch?”

 

“You get your ass down the shrine in five minutes?” Kakashi unsurely replied.

 

Sakura whipped her head away and defiantly crossed her arms, “Well, forget it!”

 

“Sasuke’s waiting there. You must go.” This was a half-hearted suggestion, and he knew that.

 

“Kakashi, if you’re going to press the subject then I think I should go!” she glared, “Not to the shrine but away from this village!” she suddenly shot up from the bed and was about to jump outside the window when a hand gripped her arm and pulled her back. He whipped her around only to find herself face to face with Kakashi. Or in terms of their height differences, face to chest.

 

“Sakura.”

 

“I can’t marry him.”

 

“Do you really want to leave?” the thought of her leaving Konoha. Unconscioulsy, his hand tightened its hold around her arm.

 

“I have no other choice. What I did is an embarrassment to both our families. I ruined his name by ditching him on our wedding day and I’m too ashamed to face him…”

 

“That’s not enough reason to—”

 

“It’s enough.” There was a finality intone with it.

 

Before Kakashi could articulate a protest, Sakura quickly jumped out of his window.

 

And there goes the bride.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 4]
Topic: Path of thorns

Chapter Four

 

Indecent proposal

 

Despite of the cold weather, Sakura’s training sessions with her sensei continued. Tsunade once said that she’s prioritizing the said bet more than her current sensei, which Sakura highly denied. She’s dead serious of being a professional medic someday. And that she appreciates every help she gets from her. The said bet with Kakashi’s a one time thing. Once she gets what she wants, she’ll focus more on Tsunade’s teachings again.

 

“Game over, go home.” Kakashi brushed passed her as he headed on the path towards the headquarters, as usual.

 

“Can’t argue with that…” Sakura helplessly fell down on her knees, heavily breathing. Kakashi wore her out today and all she wanted right now was to go home and hit the sack. There’s always tomorrow. I will win this bet, you’ll see! From her peripheral vision, she noticed him turning his head towards her. But before he could actually open his mouth, Sakura beat him up to it. “I know what you’re going to ask… and the answer is NO.”

 

Kakashi innocently blinked, “I was going to offer you free ramen.” He shrugged his shoulders, “Since you refused, I guess the offer goes to Naruto instead.”

 

“Right.” Sakura stood up with difficulty. She used a lot of charka and now her knees were failing her somehow.

 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you home?” Kakashi asked out of concern.

 

“I’m fine.” Sakura persisted, “Go before Tsunade spit fire on you.” She’s fully aware how awful Tsunade can be when she’s pissed. Tsunade’s worse than a fire breathing dragon.

 

“Alright.”

 

“Hai.” As she watched him leave, Sakura herself turned towards the opposite direction where home’s situated.

 

It was a fifteen minute walk until she reached her home, “Tadaima.” Taking her shoes off, she went into the living room, barely noticing the person sitting in from of her father.

 

Her eyes then widened in realization she recognized who the person was. “Sasuke-kun?”

 

“Ah, Sakura-chan!” her mother said, “Come sit here, quick! We need to talk…”

 

Sasuke turned his head and gave her a small smile of acknowledgement.

 

Things are getting weirder and weirder… Sakura thought as her father ushered her to sit on the available couch next to Sasuke. She sat there stiffly, not knowing what do. She hesitantly glanced over to the Uchiha prodigy with mild curiosity.

 

“You’re just in time.”

 

Sakura frowned again, “For what?”

Her father smiled, “Congratulations.”

 

“For what?” she repeated. A little quite frustrated to know whatever her parents are talking about.

 

“Sasuke-kun here came to ask for your hand in marriage.” Her mother lightly informed her.

 

Sakura blinked twice, “What…” again, realization kicked in, “did you just say—”

 

“You’re getting married, Sakura-chan.” Her father incredibly nailed the point.

 

As the words registered inside the kunoichi’s head, her face blanched.

 

“Oh.” And then she fainted.

 

**

 

Banging the door behind her, Sakura planted her hands on her hips and threateningly glared on the man standing before her. Uchiha or not, she’ll definitely demand the answers she wanted to hear from him. The moment she heard that she’s about to get married, Sakura dragged her former team-mate outside with all intentions of demanding what the hell is going on.

 

The usual smirk you see on the Uchiha’s prodigy cracked his face, annoying the hell out of Sakura all the more. “Do you want me to repeat everything your mother said to you?” he might be smug, but his tone was a lot more hesitant and calculating.

 

“You got that right!” Sakura snapped, “Explain this to me…” Sakura was livid. Who wouldn’t be? It’s not everyday you walk into your home and find out that you’re getting married. And to an UCHIHA no less! She’d been aiming for his heart before. Why the sudden interest now? Now that she’s finally over him…

 

Sasuke’s eyes narrowed as he crossed his arms. Sighing, he replied, “We both know that I’m the last heir of my clan—”

 

Sakura averted her eyes and grunted, “You’re not.”

 

A scowl crossed the Uchiha prodigy, “What did you say?”

 

Sakura turned her head and glared back, “Itachi’s—”

 

“—non-existent.” Sasuke grimly supplied. The least thing he wanted to discuss right now was Itachi. “You will speak no more of him, do you understand?” he finished with a glare.

 

Intimidated, Sakura replied a soft, “Hai…”

 

Sasuke felt triumphant over the control he has on her. Obedience is something I’m looking for in a woman… Engrossed with his own thoughts, Sasuke barely notice the look Sakura was sending him. She looked really pissed off, shifting her weight from one leg to another. “Well?” she asked, giving him a meaningful look.

 

“Well, what?” Sasuke retorted.

 

Rolling her eyes, Sakura replied, “Your explanation please?”

 

Sasuke gave out a deep throated chuckle after noting how cute Sakura looked when she’s upset. Maybe this is the reason why Naruto loves annoying the shit out of her.

 

Sakura scowled, “Is there something funny?”

 

Sasuke stopped laughing and ended up grinning as he said, “Sakura, I want to marry you.” He said as if it’s the simplest thing to say in the world.

 

Sakura snorted, “Mom just told me, Sasuke. What I want to know is—WHY?”

 

“Should there be any reason?” Sasuke asked back, his brows arching in amusement.

 

“Sasuke!” Sakura held her head and grumbled, “Dammit… you’re driving me insane…”

 

“I need an heir, Sakura. And I need you to help me…”

 

Her eyes went wide, “An heir? That’s the reason why you want to marry me?”

 

“Are you deaf?”

 

Sakura could not believe this. “Sasuke, do you know what you’re talking about?” she incredulously questioned.

 

“Yes.” He simply answered.

 

“We CAN’T marry because you want me to bear your child.”

“Why not?” Sasuke challengingly asked.

 

The pink-haired kunoichi furiously shook her head, “Two people marry because of LOVE! Not because of child-bearing or anything concerning one’s clan!” slowly, she looked into Sasuke’s eyes, almost imploringly as she went on, “We obviously DON’T love each other, Sasuke…”

 

But I thought you do… Sasuke furrowed his brows, “That’s not necessary.”

 

“To me, it does!” Sakura pointed a finger on her chest, “I can’t do this… you’re my friend and I swear I DO care about you but—but I-I can’t marry you… I just—can’t.” she looked into those onyx eyes and felt disappointed to find anger within them. Uchiha Sasuke was obviously not pleased with her answer.

 

I’m not taking a NO for an answer, Haruno… Sasuke stood away from the wall he’s leaning at and growled, “Too late. You will marry me in five days whether you like it or not.”

 

“What?” Sakura looked confused. “Don’t tell me you—”

 

Sasuke nodded with a smug smile on his face, “I already told the Hokage, Sakura. And by tomorrow, I’m sure she’s going to announce it.” His smile turned into an awful sneer, “You don’t want to embarrass me and your family now, do you?”

 

How could you… Sakura never thought Sasuke was capable of doing this to her. How was this possible? How can he easily control everything around him? How can he easily control her family and her future? What was she supposed to do now?

 

She was so confused.

 

Her hands clenched and unclenched on her sides, Sasuke… how could you do this to me? Sakura wanted to cry in frustration. She wanted to kick something (or someone) desperately.

 

“Five days, Sakura. Be the most beautiful bride by then…” and with that, Sasuke turned and walked away.

 

Sakura watched him leave and tiredly fell on the door behind her.

 

Five days…

 

In five days she has to marry Sasuke.

 

The thought alone upsets her.

 

**

 

Sakura recoiled painfully on the ground, gripping her stomach as she rolled over to her side, coughing. Luckily, there was no blood. Her eyes held shut, her teeth gritted to prevent herself from crying out, refusing to show any form of weakness in front of him.

 

As if on cue, Kakashi dropped noiselessly a few feet away from her. “I win. Give it up.”

 

“Not—yet!” The pink haired kunoichi used her undamaged arm to pull herself up from the ground. With much great effort, Sakura managed to move herself in a sitting position. Panting, Sakura looked over to her sensei and still managed to flash a smile, “Good hit, sensei. I didn’t see it coming.”

 

Kakashi shrugged his shoulders, “As well as the earlier ones. Come on, Sakura. The sun’s down, don’t you want to go home?” it’s not that he didn’t enjoy this challenge/training Sakura initiated. It’s just that they’ve been doing it all day. By barely had the time to notice her standing on her feet again and apparently charging at him in full speed. The older jounin side-stepped to avoid her upcoming blow then moved to grip the leg that was about hit his side. Sakura lost her balance and almost toppled down on the ground. But thankfully, an arm snaked its way around her waist, while the other gripped her captured leg, preventing her from falling. As an initial reaction, Sakura threw her arms around Kakashi’s neck, letting out an embarrassing shriek.

 

“Well, how are you supposed to defeat me if you can’t even maintain your balance?” Kakashi teased his exposed eye crinkling.

 

Sakura scowled and smirked back.

 

Before the white-haired jounin could ask, Sakura’s other leg kneed him hard on the abdomen, causing her ex-sensei to double over from the undeniably hard blow. His grip on Sakura loosened and she fell ungracefully down on her butt. With a wince, Sakura quickly jumped back and as what was expected, he used smoke bombs to conceal himself.

 

Smoke filled the surroundings, preventing her from detecting where Kakashi is.

 

“You tricked me.” A voice said somewhere from the clouds of smoke, probably Kakashi’s.

 

The pink-haired kunoichi grinned, “Its part of winning, Kakashi-sensei.” She tauntingly replied, green eyes vigilant from any unexpected assaults. And that’s exactly what happened. Kunai knife’s appeared out of no where and directed to her direction. Sakura managed to evade most of them but one knife managed to gash her leg. It wasn’t that painful, though it’s quite shame that it would leave a mark on her porcelain-like skin. Don’t mind that now, Sakura! Concentrate… find him… don’t get distracted… another batch of Kunai knife’s appeared and luckily she managed to evade them again.

 

Finally the smoke’s dissipating though before it vanishes, arms of her sensei appeared from behind and grabbed her arms, locking them against his. Sakura struggled for freedom, trying as much to retrieve her arms back. “Let go!” she yelled, still thrashing against him despite of the fact that her strength’s nothing compared to Kakashi’s. He’s much powerful, much experienced, and much older than her. Then why challenge him if you think you’re no match for him? She asked herself while still trying to free herself. This is not the time to ask questions, Sakura! Get away from him first then ask questions! She had to find a way to loosen his grip on her. Kicking him again would be impossible since he’s standing behind her, jabbing him in the torso would be unworkable too since both of her arms were held captive against his. What to do?

 

“Yield!” he said next to her ear, trying as much to stop her from struggling. Her movements are very, very distracting, especially for the fact that she’s recklessly moving against him.

 

He was distracted since this morning when they decided to meet up on the bridge to begin the challenge she started. As usual, she came exactly on time. And as for Kakashi, well, he was late again, receiving an amount of rants from his ex-student. As he arrived there, he instantly noticed something he had never noticed on her before. Actually he blamed it all to the sunlight illuminating her face like that.

 

She looked… different. The soft light of morning lightened her face perfectly. And all Kakashi could think was… beautiful and that she obviously grown into a woman… a full grown woman. All these time he had only seen her as the same twelve-year old genin he trained seven years ago. But today was different. He realized that Haruno Sakura’s no longer a child. And that she had filled out quite good on some places and turned out to be one of Konoha’s desirable women. Her pink hair never lost its beautiful luster and fell like a pink waterfall down her shoulders. Then he started wondering what it would feel like to run his fingers through them, or how her skin would feel like against his. When his thoughts started running through unimaginable things, Kakashi immediately stopped himself from going further and told Sakura to start their training.

 

They proceeded to Area 4. The same place where Jiraiya used to train Naruto. Kakashi stood there as Sakura stood on the opposite side, preparing for the long day training/challenge. The moment Sakura initiated the first attack; every inappropriate thought about her vanished as Kakashi blocked her moves and enjoyed the usual session.

 

It went perfectly fine, she doing various ninjutsus as he did all the blocking and throwing attacks as well. Not so long, Kakashi delivered a hard blow on her stomach that made her recoil painfully on the ground. For a second there he suddenly felt worried, wondering if he inflicted damage too much. Sakura’s ability and stamina impressed him that he seemed to forget the fact that she’s still a woman and that he’s much stronger than her.

 

He watched her, noticing her struggle not to cry out in pain. His worries disappeared when she managed to raise herself off of the ground and smile at him. Seeing that smile was enough to calm him down. Kakashi shook the thoughts away and said that the challenge is over. He did quite expect her to refuse and this brought him musing back to his thoughts, which was a mistake.

 

Within split second before her fist hits his face, Kakashi managed to block it and grab the leg that was about to kick his side. She lost her balance and he immediately grabbed her by the waist, gripped her leg and pulled her tightly against him. As if that wasn’t enough she threw her arms around his neck and buried her face against his chest. It took him some time to register what was happening for he was so distracted on the woman in his arms and the position they were in. involuntarily he buried his nose against her bubblegum hair, smelling the wonderful scent of her shampoo as his arms tightened their grip on her. What is wrong with you? This is Sakura… it seems “Come Come Paradise” influenced his mind too much. Now he’s thinking things involving Sakura and his bed, which was really a bad, bad idea! Bad Kakashi! He argued to himself.

 

Again, not concentrating was a mistake. He teased her and saw her scowl. Then she smirked and the next thing he knew, he was doubling over, his hands loosening his grip on her and felt her jumping away from him. To protect himself, he threw smoke bombs. Then he threw kunais to distract her as he slowly moved behind.

 

The smoke vanished and he found himself gripping her against him… again. Of course, she struggled to escape. Her squirming sent unusual prickles down his spine, which made him shudder. His finger tips continuously brushing against her skin, making him wonder of what it would feel like to touch the rest of her.

 

“Yield!” he said again. He desperately wanted to end this training and be off to their respective homes. If this continues further, Kakashi knew something awful will happen. Something that will truly ruin the friendship they built for the past seven years. Heck, he didn’t even know what’s going on with his body and his sudden fascination towards this certain pink-haired kunoichi.

 

“Never!” she yelled back and still continued struggling against his hold.

 

Kakashi feared that answer. “Yield!”

 

“Never!” Sakura gasped when she felt him grab her shoulders and spun her around. Now she was face to face with her sensei. She was standing too close to him, his hand still gripping her arm while the other went to his headband. She narrowed her eyes and watched his hand touch the edge of his headband, slowly taking it off to expose his Sharingan. I-is he going to use that on me? Sakura suddenly felt nervous. Yes, she expected the challenge would be quite hard since Hatake Kakashi’s infamous mask is at stake and so as the answer he refuses to give her. It never came to her that he’s actually going to use his Sharingan against her. Sakura hated to admit it but she feared the eye and the things it may do to her.

 

Kakashi saw a flicker of panic cross Sakura’s eyes. “Don’t make me use this.”

 

Sakura scowled. “Fine!” she forcefully shrugged his hand away and started walking off.

 

The older jounin let out a sigh. He arranged back his headband and followed her.

 

“This is not over, Kakashi.” She said and then stopped, “I’m still after your answer and mask, remember that.” She turned to send him a withering glare.

 

Kakashi only smiled back and lightly shrugged, “I know.” He was relieved that this tiring day was over.

 

Both sat by the river then, sharing a companionable silence. Sakura washed her face as Kakashi took the liberty to lie back down on the lush grass, observing the skies above and not the look of pleasure on Sakura’s face when the cool water hit her face.

 

“Are you alright, Sakura?” he absent-mindedly asked.

 

She looked over to where he lay and cocked her head on the side, “Hm?”

 

“You’re getting married…” he mumbled softly as his eyes lazily followed the cloud’s movement.

 

Sakura’s eyes flew wide and then her cheeks flushed. “So, you’ve heard…” and then she pettily frowned, “But you’ve just returned from a mission. How did you—?”

 

Kakashi chuckled, “I’ve been gone for only three days. The news’ still fresh around here up until now.” His eyes then trailed away from the clouds to Sakura who now sat beside him. “Blame Genma if you want.”

 

A sigh surpassed the kunoichi’s mouth as she reached to pinch the bridge of her nose, “He’s right… I’ll never be able to say no to this…” she muttered under her breath.

 

“Did you say something?” Kakashi then asked.

 

Sakura ignored his question. Instead, she raised her head and looked up into the sky, “Ironic, isn’t it?”

 

“Hm?” Kakashi closed his eyes, meaning to listen to her voice alone just because of the calming effect its causing.

 

“Getting married to the man I thought I was finally over with…”

 

Kakashi slowly opened his eyes and stared. The night she told him that her infatuation over the Uchiha prodigy was finally gone was still fresh in his mind. It confuses him of why Sakura agreed on this said marriage. She said she doesn’t love him anymore… but then, why did she accept? The moment he heard this news from Genma, Kakashi felt utterly doubtful. None of them knew Sakura as much as he does. Seven years of friendship reassured him that. “Why didn’t you say no?” Before he came here to have his usual training with her, he had been meaning to ask her that question. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to since—well, he’s obviously distracted the moment he saw her bathed in the sunlight that morning.

 

Sakura tiredly sighed, “I know… but I couldn’t.”

 

His eyes curiously glanced at her. By the looks of it, she’s fairly upset with this so-called marriage. She’s visibly not into it. Perhaps she was threatened by Sasuke. But then… why would Sasuke do that?

 

Suddenly, anger rose within him. Kakashi knew he had no right to neither interfere nor get angry. But seeing his ex-student moping like that makes him want to go and confront Sasuke. Ever since he came back, Uchiha Sasuke had been acting quite—weird. More importantly, why was he so upset?

 

Is it possible that he’s jealous?

 

No I’m not… he told himself after that mental question. Why would he be jealous? His relationship with Sakura was platonic, nothing more, nothing less.

 

Or is it.

 

Shut up… he berated with his inner self and tried to ignore its further taunts.

 

Sensing that Sakura had no plans of sharing more, Kakashi rose from and stood up. “C’mon, it’s getting late.” He said and offered a hand towards her who was still sitting on the ground.

 

Sakura stared at his hand for a moment and then took it with hers. She stood up and smiled in gratitude. When Kakashi smiled back, she suddenly felt really weird and queasy. Oh my God, don’t tell me I’m blushing… Sakura quickly looked away and almost squeaked, “See you tomorrow.” She said, “And be on time!”

 

He laughed not before asking the inevitable question, “Do you want me to walk you home?”

 

She shook her head and waved goodbye.

 

Kakashi watched her disappear from his sight with a small smile. He wished she didn’t notice his unusual behaviour and how frequently he blushed whenever their skin made contact. With a shook of his head, he headed towards the headquarters.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 3]
Topic: Path of thorns

Chapter Three

 

Changes

 

“Okay, talk,” the former sensei of Team 7 demanded as he led the pink-haired kunoichi out of the ramen house—which had proved to be a very hard task indeed. For some odd reason, Sasuke seemed to be paying much more of attention to Sakura; he had even tried luring her into conversations she obviously had not wanted to be included in. Kakashi sensed something out of the ordinary from the kunoichi too, since instead of fawning over her long-time crush, she avoided as much eye contact with Sasuke as possible. How many times had she excused herself to go to the wash room with Hinata? Two or three times—maybe more since Kakashi lost count, being caught up in the overwhelming excitement of Sasuke’s return. It was incredibly odd to see Sasuke trying his best to gain her attention while she was the one who tries to retreat from his advances. Ever since Team 7 had been formed, he saw how much Sakura adored the young Uchiha. Heck, she had even confessed her feelings for the boy before he went off to follow Orochimaru. Something was wrong and he knew that as a former teacher and as a friend, he had every right to know what was going on.

 

Sakura didn’t look up at him, only sighed, debating whether to tell him or not. She knew Kakashi’s wasn’t the type of person who merely wanted to keep up with the latest gossip, but he was instead the type to genuinely worry about the people he cared for. And because she knew she was one of those people, Sakura realized she really had no excuse to refuse his request of telling him what her cold treatment towards Sasuke was about.

 

After all, ever since Sasuke left Konoha, Kakashi had been the only person who was there to give her company, since Naruto was mostly off training somewhere with Jiraiya. Of course, she had tons of other friends, like Ino-pig and Rock Lee (who was still on her heels). But Kakashi was the only one who actually listened. He was the only one who gave sensible advices.

 

“It’s Sasuke,” she started, unsurely.

 

Kakashi scratched the back of his neck and smiled, “Really? I couldn’t have guessed.”

 

Sakura sent him a glare but failed as the corner of her mouth involuntarily quirked into a smile, “I’m serious, Kakashi.”

 

“I know,” he dug both of his hands on his pocket. “So, care to elaborate?”

 

“He’s back,” Sakura said as if it was not the most obvious thing in the world.

 

An eyebrow arched, “He’s been gone for almost five years, you should be happy.”

 

“That’s the point.”

 

“Hmm… you lost me there.”

 

Sakura rolled her eyes and finally turned to glare at him, “What I’m saying is he’s here… for almost five years he came back again! And I…” her eyes dropped on the ground as they stopped walking, “I don’t know how to act around him anymore.”

 

“Sakura…”

 

“He’s always going off somewhere for a long period of time. He can’t expect me to happily chirp and welcome him home with a big hug.” Her brows furrowed at the thought, “Although I’m not very sure if he’d want that either.”

 

“Chirp?” Kakashi amusedly asked. There was an obvious grin beneath his mask.

 

Sakura scowled, “Kakashi…”

 

“Look, Sakura, just…what’s your point?”

 

“I am getting there if you would just stop interrupting,” she answered.

 

Kakashi scratched the back of his head again, “Sorry. Go on.” He noticed her walking again and fell into a step beside her.

 

Sakura was silent for a moment, thinking of how to explain it to him. Kakashi accepted her silence and waited until she was ready to talk again.

 

“I’m…confused.”

 

“About what?” he asked.

 

The pink-haired kunoichi pursed her lips and crossed her arms. “I’ve been in love with Sasuke; at least that’s what I thought ever since I was a kid. Ino and I were always competing because of him. I grew my hair for him since I heard that he liked women with long hair. I tried everything to impress him, but everything ended up left unnoticed. After that moment he thanked me before running off to Orochirmaru, I felt…empty. Somehow, I realized that I failed… I couldn’t get the person I loved. I was angry because I was not able to convince him to stay here… with me… us... I guess I was asking too much.” She laughed bitterly, “Naruto felt sorry for me. Every day he would promise me that he would find Sasuke. That he’d beat the pulp out of him if he didn’t come back. But every search mission failed and Naruto’d come visit me only to assure me that he’ll do much better next time. And then it dawned to me: how awful I must have been to Naruto for him to promise something like that. I didn’t own Sasuke, why should Naruto give promises like that? And so I decided to stop brooding and accept Tsunade-sama’s offer to train me as a medic-nin. I focused on learning new things. We were so glad back then, right Kakashi?”

 

Kakashi nodded attentively.

 

Sakura sighed and looked up, watching the cold, dark sky of winter night. “He was still the same Sasuke, alright. He still ignored me and he still fought with Naruto.” She snorted, “Even Naruto got more of his attention than I did. And then Sasuke joined ANBU and received longer, tougher missions. His last mission was an S-rank, and it took him five years to complete!”

 

“I still don’t see the problem here.”

 

“Isn’t it obvious?” she incredulously glared at him, knowing that he was only feigning innocence and simply wanted her to blurt it out. “I think I’m finally over him!” she exclaimed. “My infatuation for Uchiha Sasuke’s gone. I don’t feel anything for him anymore.”

 

“Are you sure?” he had been expecting this, of course. But it still sounded odd, hearing Sakura talk like this.

 

“Yeah,” Sakura replied thoughtfully. “But that doesn’t change the fact that Sasuke is still my friend, like Naruto. They’re my boys; I think it’ll be difficult for me to lose one of them.”

 

Kakashi grinned, “Am I one of your boys too?” He adorably pointed to himself, causing his companion to giggle.

 

“Of course you are!” she hooked an arm around his as they turned the corner towards Sakura’s home. They walked in a companionable silence until they reached the front of her parent’s house. The thought crossed her mind that she would have to move out soon. After her twentieth birthday, perhaps.

 

“Thanks for walking me home,” she said as she turned to face him.

 

He looked down at her and smiled, “I might have been doing it lately, but don’t get used to it.”

 

Sakura rolled her eyes, “Hai, sensei.”

 

“Good night,” he waved a hand at her and started walking off.

 

“Kakashi-sensei?” she timidly called. Kakashi stopped and slightly glanced over his shoulder. His eye lazily stared at her with mild curiosity. She wrung her hands together, lowered her head, slightly blushing as she muttered a soft, “Thank you…”

 

“For what?”

 

“For listening…”

 

A silent moment passed between them.

 

“You’re welcome.”

 

**

 

“C’mon, Fushy browsh, figsh shme!” Uzumaki Naruto tried to form the right words with few broken teeth, despite his new collection of terrible bruises, complete with puffed cheeks. Yes, training. Teasing Lee and his unusually thick eyebrows was just an extra perk.

 

Lee spat blood off of his mouth and answered in equal determination, “Shure, Narusho! Gesh I have shoo beash you again!”

 

“Shuudup!”

 

Sakura looked at the two and hopelessly sighed. If she had known their fight would come to this, she could have insisted on helping Naruto train herself. That would have been much less dangerous and less foolish than this. She was a medic-nin, for heaven’s sakes! And her medic instincts were screaming at her to stop them from hurting themselves further.

 

“Are they always like this?”

 

Sakura slightly jerked from where she was standing when she heard that familiar, smooth, nonchalant voice. She turned her head and saw the person she was expecting to fall into take a step next to her. “S-Sasuke?”

 

The young Uchiha stood tall next to the baffled cotton-candy haired kunoichi. She hadn’t been expecting him to come nor had she been expecting him to talk to her. Not only was it confusing, but incredibly surprising. She looked up at him and studied his face. His eyes were still watching Naruto and Lee beat each other up but then slowly turned towards her when he felt her gaze. Sakura’s eyes widened at first and then she pulled out a smile, “Yes. They’ve always been like this since…”

 

“Since I left,” he supplied, eyes still seeking hers.

 

“H-hai.” The intensity of Sasuke’s stare started to become unnerving and she turned away to watch Lee tackle down her poor blonde friend.

 

Sasuke was still staring at her as if memorizing the contours of her face. Last night had been fairly unsatisfying for the young Uchiha when Sakura left earlier than expected. He was planning on cornering her so he could talk about his plans of marrying her and his need for an heir. However, much to his displeasure, his plan had failed. Naruto had insisted on dragging him around, chatting to anyone who caught his eye and in doing so had completely separated him from where Sakura had sat the entire night. The moment he finally managed to escape Naruto, she was gone. He later learned from Ino that she had left with Kakashi. Sasuke started to wonder what kind of relationship they may have developed if Kakashi had actually offered to walk her home. Of course, he immediately dismissed the thought. Kakashi was just being a gentleman and offered a former student his company to walk her home. Nothing suspicious. Just an innocent display of friendship. Sasuke had been away from Konoha for almost five years, so he had no right to judge any changes that may have taken place.

 

Sakura could feel goosebumps running down her skin. The intensity of his stare felt terribly uncomfortable. She kept on shifting her legs and rubbing her arms as she hesitantly threw glances over the handsome Uchiha. Stop staring at me! She needed a distraction; or rather Sasuke needed some distraction to tear his eyes away from her.

 

As if on cue, Naruto started insulting Lee again, this brought Sakura’s initial reaction to berate him. “How many times do I have to tell you that his name is Lee and not Fuzzy Brows?” she yelled, watching and half praying that this distraction was working for Sasuke.

 

And it did! He was now looking over to the two boys who were practically rolling on the ground. “Naruto, Lee, cut it out!” she shouted. Unfortunately, neither one seemed to be in a listening mood. Right now, Sasuke stood there, watching them with mild amusement and interest.

 

“Uzumaki Naruto, do that again and I’ll tell Hinata to stop cooking ramen for you for the rest of the year!”

 

Thankfully, the threat actually worked. Naruto released Lee and turned towards Sakura, showing his ultimate Naruto pout, “Bush Shakurahh!!!!”

 

“Quit it! It’s not working!” With an ‘hmph’, Sakura crossed her arms and looked away.

 

“Shakkuuurrahhh!!! Pleash! I love Hinasha’sh cooking. Don’t shell Hinasha!”

 

“I can’t understand you, Naruto. Now, let-go-of-my-LEG!”

 

“Shakkkuurrahhh!!!!”

 

A deep chuckle escaped Sasuke’s throat as he watched the entertaining show before him. “I never thought you’d sink lower than a wimp, dobe.” He teased with a sly smirk on his lips.

 

“Shhuudddup!”

 

“What? Do you wanna fight me now?”

 

“I’ll beash you, you bashtard!”

 

“Feh, you can’t even talk straight.”

 

“Why you!”

 

“ENOUGH!”

 

Both boys stood there, looking at a very, very infuriated Sakura. Her cheeks were red in anger and slightly puffed. Lee chose that moment of silence to try to sneak away, knowing that he was about to encounter one of his Sakura’s frightening moods. But after his “Precious’” dark gaze fell on him, he was unable to move.

 

“You’re acting like a bunch of kids!” Sakura’s sense of superiority immediately reached Sasuke and Naruto’s ears. Since she was now officially over Sasuke, she found herself able to yell at him just as much as she did Naruto. This change in events obviously startled the young Uchiha. “Sasuke, I can’t believe you have the nerve to challenge Naruto, even in his weakened state—”

 

“Am nosh shweak—”

 

“And YOU!” Sakura pointed at Naruto who quickly leapt away to avoid her accusing finger. “Go and take Lee to the hospital! And do something with your teeth!”

 

Sasuke watched Sakura as she talked Naruto down like a ten-year old. A smile slowly etched his strained face. She’ll make a good mother someday… he thought, imagining her disciplining their own children. He made the right choice. Although he would have to deal with her usual habit of nagging too; Sakura would certainly be a handful.

 

“What’s going on?”

 

All eyes turned towards the languidly approaching copy-nin.

 

“Kakashi-sensei… about time!” Sakura sighed in relief and immediately ran onto his side. Sasuke watched them with narrowed eyes.

 

The white-haired jounin teasingly grinned, “Really? And here I thought I was late.”

 

Sakura frowned at first and then figured out what he was trying to say. “You are!” she half-heartedly slapped his arm and said, “I mean, about time you show up! You’re an hour and a half late! I had no choice but to watch these kids beat each other for no reason.”

 

Kakashi arched his brows, “Kids?”

 

Sakura shrugged her shoulders, “Well, they’re acting like it.”

 

Naruto was about to protest but found no strength to do so. He was tired and that made him realize Sakura’s instruction to go to the hospital would be applicable.

 

Kakashi looked at Naruto and Lee and then his gaze settled on Sasuke who seemed to be focusing his signature death glare on him and Sakura. “You too Sasuke?”

 

Sasuke only grunted a reply and looked away.

 

The white-haired jounin shook his head and then turned towards Sakura again, “Are you done with them yet?”

 

Sakura nodded, “Yeah, I think so.” She smirked triumphantly as she noticed Naruto slowly dozing off.

 

Then, as if the two had come to some unspoken decision, Sakura and Kakashi turned on their heels and waved goodbye as they disappeared back into the forest.

 

Sasuke’s eyes trail them while giving Naruto a hard nudge on the side.

 

“Wha-whash??” the blonde woke up, frantically looking around.

 

“Dobe, where are they going?” suspicion dripping in the ANBU captain’s voice.

 

Naruto frowned in half-confusion and half-annoyance from the said pet-name, “Who?”

 

“Kakashi and Sakura.”

 

“Ah, probabshly training,” he tiredly replied, moving towards Lee who had also fallen asleep as well.

 

Sasuke managed to translate what Naruto said and then asked, “Why?”

 

Naruto shrugged his shoulders as he draped one of Lee’s arms over them, “I dunno either.”

 

The young Uchiha suddenly felt troubled. Once again he looked towards the path where the two had disappeared.

 

And then he realized something.

 

Kakashi was a threat.

 

TBC