Path of thorns [Chapter 15]

Chapter Fifteen

 

Two in a row

 

“Kakashi?” Sakura blinked out of surprise as she gaped at her ex-sensei standing in front of her tent. His sudden appearance did not alone stun her, but the look of weariness surrounding the man. He was standing perfectly still there but she could tell he’s tired through the look of his eye. “What are you doing here?” It’d been only a day since she and Neji left Sunagakure. She assumed he’d never come after her or perhaps reproach her once she returned.

 

Kakashi stared at her, silently assessing if she’s alright. Fortunately, she looked extremely well… only a little groggy. After checking her, he swept the area with mild antipathy. “You’re in the barracks.” He simply stated which totally has no connection with Sakura’s question.

 

She blinked slowly at him at first as her fuzzy mind tried to digest his question. She was so busy figuring out the parasite last night and only had three hours sleep until Kakashi appeared. Not that she’s complaining or anything. In fact, she liked the fact that Kakashi followed her and glad that he’s here. She missed him greatly since for the past few days of not talking to each other. She had been rounding the hospital while he’s scouting the village for information. Both were busy and she supposed that’s the reason why she wanted to hug him right now. Unfortunately, something was a little bit off with him today. He looked… tense.

 

“Err… the captain arranged our stay here.” Which reminds her, where was Neji?

“Captain?”

 

Sakura looked around and saw a few soldiers already camping outside. “Get in.” with a nudge of her head, she made way for Kakashi to enter. Once he was inside, she closed the flap, turned around and faced him. Crossing her arms, Kakashi alleged she’s gearing up for interrogations.

 

“Okay, what are you doing here?” she asked again since she was blatantly ignored on her first attempt.

 

Kakashi sat on the unused bunk and rubbed his face with his hand. “Where’s Hyuuga?”

 

Sakura looked waspish at the way he kept on throwing questions back at her, “I don’t know and please answer my question.”

 

He was silent for a moment as if trying to figure out what he wanted to say. “Sand was attacked last night.”

 

Emerald eyes widened, “What?” she’s a little bit disappointed she wasn’t there to witness or be a part of it.

 

“It didn’t last long. The moment they appeared, they vanished.” He could clearly remember the men in black clothing jump from one roof to another. He and Shikamaru tried to track them down but they were easily diverted from a special smoke bomb they used to escape.

 

A frown crossed Sakura’s feature as she sat on the empty chair in front of him, “I wonder what their intentions were…” she looked up at him with peaked curiosity, “Wait, that doesn’t answer my question.”

 

“The Kazekage sent me here to get you and Hyuuga back.” finally, he raised his eye and looked straight at her, “This village is under the Kazekage’s watch list.”

 

“I don’t understand…”

 

“They were trying to find something, Sakura. Those intruders…” up until now he couldn’t believe the conclusion they got after that briefing the Kazekage started last night. “A report was sent to the Kazekage saying something about the Daimyo’s army settling here. That displeased him since the daimyo never informed him about this before. The group who attacked Sand last night was also seen around this village… The Kazekage wants you back until the investigation is over.”

 

Sakura then stood up, dusting her lap as she did so, “Well, I’m glad I’m done with it. We can go back now.” She then started to pack her things that lay on the table. Somehow, Sakura still felt that wasn’t the real reason why Kakashi came here and looked all apprehensive. Something’s bothering him and she’s determined to know what it was.

 

“This situation is serious,” his voice interrupted her from musing “you said it yourself.”

 

“I know.”

 

“Then why didn’t you tell me?”

 

Sakura stiffened. She turned to look over her shoulder. All she received was silence and that lost look on his face. That worried her. “Tell you what?” Sakura was confused all of a sudden.

 

“You left the village.” He spoke in the calmest voice that somehow frightens the pink-haired nin.

 

“Oh, that.” Despite of her queasiness, she tried to paste a smile, “Well, I needed to investigate. I asked the Kazekage to permit my leave and he did just as long as I’m with another. I asked Neji to go with me and he’s nice enough to take me up with my offer.” Then excitement replaced her fake smile and gushed at her sudden discovery, “And you what? I finally solved the problem. It was a parasite that infected the people. It was endemic, Kakashi. Ah, I bet in Konoha—”

 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Kakashi repeated the question quite louder than before. His face still show nonchalance but the tone of his voice gave it all away. He’s upset. Upset that Sakura went out the village where unseen enemies lurked without telling him. Upset that she took Neji instead of him.

 

Sakura slowly blink, hurt that Kakashi just raised his voice at her. She drew back slightly, a frown marring her face. “I thought it’s not needed…”

 

Kakashi’s eye narrowed, “Sakura, it’s too dangerous out here. I thought you already realized that.” I was worried.

 

“I did…” Sakura faintly defended.

 

“Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you ask me to go with you?” his questions bombarded her a bit.

 

“You were busy.” Sakura countered, “You were dating Gaara’s secretary, weren’t you? I thought I wasn’t supposed to interfere!” now, she too was starting to raise her voice.

 

“That’s different.” Kakashi turned away, “And we’re not dating.”

 

OH, so he’s allowed to do his little investigation and I’m not?? Really, she was getting tired with the sexism. Why does everyone underestimate her? Is it because she’s born with breasts?? Is that her fault?? “I only did it because it’s part of my mission!”

 

Kakashi glared, “And it’s our mission to protect you and your trainees.” I’m here to protect you.

 

“I don’t need it!” Sakura yelled, shaking in anger. Does Kakashi think she’s still a twelve year old who can’t handle things on her own? “Kakashi, I’m not a child anymore! I can take care of myself!”

“Sakura…” he growled. He could feel a headache coming. Frustrated, he massaged his temple. “It’s not what I mean.” Why can’t you understand? He was upset Gaara didn’t allow him to follow her immediately. He said he’s more needed inside the village and that they’ll be fine. Funny, even the Kazekage himself trusts Sakura and her impulsive decision-making and he doesn’t. Is it my fault if I worry too much for her? And after that attack last night, no one could stop Kakashi from going. It was too dangerous for him not to do anything about it. Even the Kazekage agreed on his proposition.

 

And here he was…

 

“Yes it was.” She muttered the words laced with sullenness as she went back to packing. “It had always been. You always thought I was weak. It’s always Sasuke and Naruto, your strong students. You knew they had the potential except me.” She was now literally throwing everything inside her bag as petulance overcame her, “I’m the weakest in your team! I bet you even wished it was Ten-ten or Ino who’s in my place.” A bitter laugh erupted upon her lips. So bitter, she winced. “I knew it all along…”  She had enough with the criticisms… she’s tired with the ‘weakling’ title attached on her forehead. She’s tired being the ‘weak’ one. She’s just an ordinary kunoichi with no bloodline or any kyuubi history behind her. She had a normal family, a normal life just like everybody else. She had nothing special to be proud of. Yeah, so what if the Hokage trained her. Healing is still different from the ability to defend yourself. She clearly lacks in that department.

 

He didn’t confront her because he wanted to imply her frailty. He was here to show her how much he cared and that he can’t let any harm come near her as long as he’s alive. During her absence, he used that time to think over his relationship with Sakura. He knew it was no longer platonic nor teacher-student relationship. It’s deeper and more meaningful and it was all over with him. “Sakura…” he planned to retaliate but Sakura beat him to it.

 

“And why are you so worried, sensei?” She nastily cut him short, “Neji’s with me. If you think I’m incompetent and can’t protect myself, then Neji can perfectly do that job for me!”

 

Upon mentioning of Neji’s name, Kakashi’s temper rose but was glad he was still able to control it. “Can’t we have a conversation that doesn’t involve Hyuuga?” his voice again rising from the uprising emotions stirring inside him. Neji and Sakura had gone together for one night and he didn’t like it.

 

“What?” her eyes incredulously glared at him.

 

“You two had been close—too close these past few days and you went out the village with him. What will the others think?” he crossed his arms, mimicking her defensive stance.

 

Sakura’s mouth opened and closed like a fish before exclaiming back, “It was a professional mission!”

 

“Is it?” Kakashi spat. The lines on his mouth tightened in frustration.

 

“Where are you getting at, Hatake?” she was angry—mad—upset even! “You know me better than that!”

 

“I was thinking if I really did.” He replied without tact, completely dropping the calm Hatake Kakashi off. He was too disappointed to pretend that he’s not affected by this when just seeing another man near her kills him. He wanted her to know that but it seems this little fight they started will prevent him from doing so.

 

“How dare you!” angry strides approached him as she stood there in front of him, a few inches separating them. “And this is coming from someone who courts women in bars!”

 

“I’m a man, Sakura. Not a saint.”

 

“You’re a pervert!”

 

“And you’re a nineteen year old virgin and still naive.”

 

Sakura gasped.

 

He meant that to taunt her but when he saw the look on her face, he immediately regretted it. He suddenly felt the urge to backtrack… but it was too late.

 

Her fist went straight to his face and punched him.

 

For someone so petite, that was a strong punch, Kakashi thought as he softly touched his tender jaw.

 

Sakura was shaking, eyes wide as it flared dangerously towards the older jounin. “I thought you were my friend…” even her voice quivered as tears started to flood her eyes. That was the most offending and hurtful words she had ever heard. And what hurts more is that it came straight from Kakashi’s mouth.

 

“I am your friend.” Kakashi said in the barest whisper as he still kept his face away from her. He was too ashamed to face Sakura. Too ashamed he just wanted to disappear and wish this had never happened.

 

There was silence… and then Sakura drew back her hand and stood still with her head down. “Then why can’t anyone trust me for once?” Then her eyes sought his, “Why can’t you?”

 

“You don’t understand.”

 

“I wanted to but you won’t let me!” and bit her lip hard, trying to suppress her anger. She was crying now. Why does she always have to cry in front of him?? Sakura shook her head violently, “I thought you were different!” anger flashed her eyes as she turned, wiped the tears on her cheeks and walked away. But she was abruptly stopped when Kakashi reached out and pulled her towards him. Sakura was too stunned to react until she felt his other arm encircle her waist. “Let go!” she demanded and tried to fight his hold on her but to no avail, she remained crushed against him. “Kakashi!”

 

“Hear me out,” it was as simple command and she mentally kicked herself for immediately abiding to it. She stopped pulling away from his hold and glared up at him with great animosity. Kakashi coolly looked down on her, completely betraying the fact that his emotions eating him inside out. It was now or never. “I want to give you something… right here, right now.”

 

Sakura’s anger gone astray and was now replaced with shock as Kakashi released her arm, reached his mask as he slowly pulled it down. She all of a sudden found it difficult to breathe as her heartbeat thudded inside her chest while watching each smooth patch of skin revealed. Her green eyes following the dark fabric slowly exposing the bridge of his nose and then the pristine skin…

 

Kakashi cherished the attention he’s getting from her as his eyes basked at the sight of her watching his every move. He admired her finely shaped eyebrow, fan-like lashes, bright emerald eyes that could swallow him any minute, the curve of her cute little nose, the light blush of her cheeks and finally, the flesh and suppleness of her lips.

 

The moment the mask was down, he crushed his lips on hers, letting out all his pent-up frustration and at the same time cherishing the sweetness of her lips against his. Finally, he was here, holding the woman he loved for so long, kissing her senseless in complete solitude of the tent.

 

Thousands of emotions brought dizziness on Sakura’s part as her legs turned jello from the passionate pressing of their lips. Kakashi… all negative emotions completely vanished to thin air as she moved her arms and wrapped them around his neck. She pulled him close, not minding the anger she felt a few seconds ago and revering with the passion he created. She didn’t want to let this piece of heaven go and neither did he as he felt his arms completely crush her form against his. How perfectly they fit, she wondered as her body arched against him in attempts of feeling him more.

 

He held her tightly as his kiss softened, almost loving, just enough to feel that this was reality. This was no longer a dream. His lips brushed hers softly before pulling away for the need of oxygen they had been denied. A whimper escaped her petal lips as Kakashi gently smiled at his effect on her. He leaned his forehead against hers, each breathing quite erratic, noses touching as fingers caressed every skin it could reach. His knuckles stroked the apple of her cheek as his voice spoke in the barest whisper, “I’m sorry…” he didn’t know what came over him.

 

Sakura looked at him with mild daze expression, running her eyes on the part of Kakashi’s face he kept for so long. No wonder he hid it under that blasted mask. He was far too beautiful without it just as what she imagined. Only the scar on his sharingan marred his face though Sakura didn’t consider it as a bad thing. His skin was smooth, his nose was perfect and his lips… oh those lips, she wanted them on hers again and let it devour her. Lightly her fingertips touched his skin, revelling at the feel of it as Kakashi closed his eyes in return. “This is not fair,” she said as her fore finger traced the outline of his lower lip. “I didn’t win… but you gave it to me.” Her eyes sought his and asked, “Why?”

 

“Should there be a reason to everything, Sakura?” the way his deep voice spoke her name sent shivers down her spine, making her all tingly inside. Not that it was unpleasant or anything. It actually feels nice. So nice she wanted to kiss him again, and kiss him she did.

 

She took the initiative and stood on tiptoes to reach him. Kakashi gladly pulled her close as he felt her hands on his chest, up to his neck until her fingers ran through his silver locks. Sakura sighed at the feel of his silky hair, marvelling it in the process. She was engulfed by intense desire that she had never felt before. He was right, she was still naïve. And suddenly, she felt ashamed. She attempted to draw back but Kakashi was too fast to stop her. He kept kissing her until her lips fell pliant again. Sakura decided to let the feeling get the better of her and melted into his embrace as she shyly kissed him back.

 

“Sakura!”

 

They broke free from their embrace and stared at each other with widened eyes. Both were breathing erratically from the loss of air. They remained like that for a few seconds until another call forced them to break apart.

 

Kakashi moved away and stood on the far corner, rubbing his face again. He was irritated and at the same time relieved at the interruption. God knows what he would’ve done if they continued. He sneak a glance over to the girl he was just kissing and saw her fixing her hair and clothes. Trying her best to erase the blush on her face, she went towards the flap of her tent and opened it.

 

“Sakura,” it was Neji and no other. He looked impatient from the fact that it took him a couple of times to call her name before she answered.

 

“Ah, Neji. Where have you been?” Sakura asked as she brushed the tangles on her hair with her fingers.

 

“Investigating,” and then something caught his eyes. Sakura followed the beeline of his stare and saw him looking at Kakashi who was looking back as well.

 

“Oh,” she warily looked at the two boys and said, “He’s here to take us back.” then she received an arched eyebrow from the Hyuuga prodigy, “Kazekage’s order.”

 

“I see.” He stepped in and still noticed Kakashi’s lingering glare. What’s up with him? He wanted to ask but refrain from doing so.

 

“Any information?” Kakashi collected himself together and hoped that his voice sounded neutral. This was a mission and personal affairs should not interfere. The kiss he shared with Sakura should not happen in the first place. It was a shame he just realized it now. I can’t jeopardize anything.

 

Neji stood straight in front of him and nodded. As much as he’s annoyed with the older jounin right now, Kakashi still needed to be respected knowing that he stands as their captain. “There were rebels spotted last night. But it seems the daimyo’s army refuses to affirm this statement.” He could still remember the hostile argument he had with the captain this morning. Neji vaguely wondered why he’s still alive. Captain Shoda was so offended; he could’ve called his dogs and ordered his death. Like that’s going to happen. He snorted at the ridiculous thought. He deserved a more honourable death than that.

 

“Kazekage just received the report of their stay in this village.” Kakashi pondered, “Something’s not right.”

 

Neji agreed with a nod, “I thought the same thing too.”

 

“There’s only one way to find out and that is the Daimyo’s letter. If he confirms that he didn’t assign his soldiers to scout this village, then I guess we’ll just execute proper action.” Then he added, “Just as long as it’s an order from the Kazekage.” Kakashi clearly remembered how Gaara implied that Konoha shinobis has nothing to do with Sand’s war as long as the Kazekage himself orders it. As much as he wanted to help, he couldn’t.

 

“I know.” Then his eyes landed on the pink-haired medic sitting on her bed. She’s awfully quiet through the whole conversation. His eyes then shifted towards the copy ninja and noticed his avoidance towards Sakura. I give up. He cleared his throat and then said, “I’ll tell them we’re leaving. I’ll see you back in the entrance.” And then with that he was gone and left the two alone.

 

The tension was unbearable, it almost choked her. Timidly she raised her eyes to look at him. He was still standing there, facing the direction opposite of hers. She hastily stood up, planning to pack her stuff as the only possible way to break the silence between them. For the second time of the day, his hand stopped her. She stiffened from the touch but did not dare to look back.

 

“Sakura… I’m sorry.” Just as when her eyes slowly widened then did it narrowed in dejection. “I shouldn’t have done that. It was a mistake… I don’t know what came over me…” he couldn’t look at her. He didn’t know what he’d do if he did.

 

She worried her lip between her teeth, something within her suddenly felt heavy. A mistake he says… Sakura felt as if she was in a déjà vu of some sort. Only then it was Sasuke who rejected her. Now even Kakashi… the man she leaned onto… she thought he appreciated her more than Sasuke or Naruto could ever do. It hurts… Sakura tried not to get angry, to yell, and to cry even. She’s strong. She can’t cry over her second rejection. She’s being a pro at this and she’d better be proud of it. Two in a row… wow.

 

“Let’s pretend this never happened. It will only jeopardize the mission…” he didn’t know if it was a good thing to say that but he’s practically telling the truth. He’s worried of what would happen and how this will affect the two of them. If they wanted peace between them of some sort, he’d better stop whatever this was.

 

God I hate you… she wanted to hate him, really. But she knew she couldn’t. Despite the hurtful refusal, he’s still right. They couldn’t risk anything by their foolishness. They were ninjas and as much as possible, ninjas are not meant to love.

 

A student-teacher love is outlawed by any village. Even if he was her former teacher, their age gap was enough for gossip-mongers to spread. If a relationship was possible between them, it’ll be difficult.

 

I can’t lose you as a friend and I know you think the same way too… if it is best to forget, then I’ll do it. For us… she reached out and removed his hand. Surprisingly, Kakashi was pliant and allowed her. Once that was settled, she turned to him with a smile already glued on her face. It didn’t even reach her eyes, Kakashi sadly thought. “Let’s go then. Don’t want to keep Neji from waiting, ne?”

 

He didn’t know if this was a good or a bad thing.

 

Kakashi could only wonder.

 

**

 

Travelling with the person you least wanted to talk to was difficult for a soft-heartened woman like Sakura. She tried her best to avoid him and luckily she was able to do so. Kakashi on the other hand acted as a professional and ignored their current situation. He’s focused to get this job done and then he will talk to her to settle the tension between them. For now, he’d better get used to being ignored. Neji was caught in the middle and for being the genius that he is, he did the only practical thing to do. He’s blind, deaf, and mute over the situation. Like Kakashi, he’s determined to finish the mission as soon as possible.

 

Upon their arrival, the three parted on their respective rooms and slept the rest of the night.

 

**

 

“What?”

 

Gaara stood near the balcony of his office with both hands behind his back. His eyes moved to see her face and he was right. She was downright confused. That made him happy. He returned his gaze back towards the orange sky of Sand Village and said, “The Hokage requests for your return. It seems your assumptions were right. Your village too suffers the same disease. She said she expects you to return together with the other two jounins.”

 

“Only two of them?” Sakura asked, “What about the other one.”

 

“One jounin will be left to secure the safety of your trainees. The other two are asked to report back to the Hokage immediately.”

 

“Who’s staying?”

 

“I am.”

 

Sakura turned to see the person who entered the office. “Shikamaru?”

 

Shikamaru lackadaisically shrugged his shoulders, “Felt like staying.”

 

Sakura smiled, “If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you’re avoiding someone.”

 

Shikamaru arched an eyebrow. She perfectly knew who she was referring to.

 

Sakura rolled her eyes, “I’m glad I knew you then.” She added silently as she once again returned her attention towards the Kazekage.

 

Gaara felt unsure about that smile she just showed. He assumed something may have occurred, and probably that white-haired jounin has got to do with it after receiving a rather annoying interrogation from him when Sakura left for her investigation.

 

Even Shikamaru noticed the changes. He suspected it has something to do with the copy ninja. Who wouldn’t? He’s choking from the tension-filled silence they created during their briefing this morning. He suddenly pitied Neji for the fact that he’ll be stuck in their company until they reach Konoha.

 

Sakura waited for Gaara to say something when suddenly, a slash of white caught the corner of her eyes. It seems the presence of Kakashi and Neji too were called by the Kazekage. They entered the room and stood on either side of her and Shikamaru. She stiffened when Kakashi took the place next to her. Since this morning, they had been trying to avoid each other.

 

Once they were complete, Gaara went back to his chair and observed the group silently. It seems the interaction between Kakashi and Sakura mostly caught his attention. His eyes lingered on the two for a moment before asking the inevitable, “When do you plan to leave?”

 

“Dawn is the best time to travel, Kazekage-sama.” Kakashi affirmed sternly.

 

Gaara nodded in approval, “You can travel through the path I used towards Konoha. In three days, you’ll reach your destination.”

 

Kakashi tipped his head, “Hai.”

 

Gaara then handed them a scroll containing the personal information and message addressed to the Hokage. Neji took it since he was assigned to give the said scroll once they get back.

 

When the formalities were over, they left his office with Sakura giving him one last smile.

 

That girl really did get through him somehow, Gaara mused to himself as he once again immersed himself with overdue paperwork.

 

**

 

Outside, Neji went to ask Shikamaru, “How long will you stay here?” he asked a bit hopeful.

 

Shikmaru lazily grinned, “Why, Neji. I didn’t know you cared.” He teased and his grinned widened when Neji scowled. “I dunno… a week I guess.”

 

Neji snorted, “I thought it’ll be a lot longer than that.”

It was Shikamaru’s turn to scowl, “Say more and I’ll ask the Kazekage to prolong your stay too.”

 

Neji smirked at the threat, “Do that and I’ll tell him you’re hitting on his sister.” He tipped his head towards Gaara’s office.

 

Oh, Shikamaru knew he lost there. “Psh, whatever.” He turned away and noticed Sakura looking absently afar. He followed the beeline of her stare and saw Kakashi talking to Gaara’s secretary. A smirk tugged his lips as he moved his eyes towards Neji.

 

Neji noticed this and frowned, “What?”

 

Shikamaru patted is shoulder and said, “Good luck.”

 

Confused, Neji crossed his arms as he watched Shikamaru leave the building. What was that for? And then at that moment, his eyes laid on Maiya batting her eyelashes towards the copy ninja. His eyes shifted towards Sakura who watched them as if she just lost the highest prize in a lotto game. Now he knew exactly what Shikamaru’s trying to imply. Good luck indeed.

 

TBC

 

Path of thorns [Chapter 14]

Chapter Fourteen

 

Eureka!

 

“How far is the village?” Neji asked as they crossed the dessert separating the Sunagakure from the other villages. He was surprised when she came to his room this morning to ask if it was okay for him to accompany her. He concurred, seeing as he had nothing much to do in the city and that he was tired listening to Shikamaru’s snores. Also, he wouldn’t mind spending the whole day with Sakura. Somehow, she was his source of amusement during this mission. And not to mention, his saviour from his Sunagakure fan girls.

 

Sakura side-glanced at him for a moment and then looked forward.

 

 “It’s a two-hour travel. We’ll get there soon…” It was a shame they couldn't sprint their way to make this scout faster. Who in their right mind would go running around under the awful heat of the sun? Being out of breath, thirsty, and having a heat stroke wouldn’t help them.

 

After walking in silence for good fifteen minutes, Neji spoke again;

 

“Why didn’t you ask Kakashi to go with you?” Out of curiosity, he asked.

 

Sakura slightly stiffened at the mention of his name. Fortunately, she was walking ahead of him, and the heat of the sun somehow kept away the blush that coloured her face. Ever since that conversation with Shikamaru last night, she began to wonder about her, Kakashi, and the relationship between them. But for now, she'd have to set that aside until she solves the plague.

 

“He’s trying to figure out things on his own… so, I thought I shouldn’t bother him.” It was a safe answer and she mentally high-fived herself.

 

Neji thought it was acceptable… one way or another.

 

“I see…”

 

They walked in pregnant silence again since both are too tired to speak because of the heat. When they finally neared the meadow separating the dessert from the forest, Sakura wanted to jump in joy. They found solace when they entered the forest floor, relishing the cool breeze as they walked through the rock-strewn path towards the small Village of Daikon.

 

“I wonder where the name came from…” Sakura thought out loud as they entered the small village. Neji also eyed the wooden sign before following Sakura in suit.

 

The area was quiet with very few people inhabiting the streets. As they looked around, Neji’s brows arched.

 

“White radishes…”

 

Sakura looked up at him curiously, “Hm?”

 

Neji pointed at the vegetable stand on his right, “They named it after a vegetable.”

 

Sakura nodded, “Sou ka…”

 

And then suddenly, a group of men rushed towards their direction. They pointed their sticks and forks, causing the two to take a step back.

 

“Who are you?” the one standing as their leader asked.

 

Sakura sheepishly smiled and raised her hand defensively, “Err… we meant no harm. We came here for investigation purposes.” Then the group of men, along with the few people who witnessed the scene spoke in hushed tones with only a few words like ‘intruders’ reaching Sakura’s ears.

 

The man in-charge ordered the others to withdraw their weapons. Both Sakura and Neji suppressed a sigh of relief and slowly lowered their hands to their sides. They watched as the leader talked to his group before turning back to them.

 

“Come with me.” Both Neji and Sakura exchanged looks before following obediently.

 

The leader looked almost as old as Sakura’s father. He wore the same garb as everyone else though he seemed to receive more respect. He looked really tough for someone built twice as much as Asuma. And the lines on his face clearly betrayed his real age. Soon, they reached a grand tent where a couple of men in armour stood outside.

 

What’s this? She mentally asked as they stood there with the man talking silently to the two guards. When one of the guards entered the tent, the man gave them a withering glare. So much for a warm welcome… For the second time, he turned to them and stiffly said, “The Captain wishes to see you. Go in once the guard tells you to do so.”

 

Sakura’s brows rose. Captain? She turned to look at Neji and saw him contemplating the same thing as well.

 

When the man left, Neji quietly spoke.

 

 “The Daimyo’s army is here,”

 

Sakura’s face converted to an annoyed scowl.

 

 “It seems Gaara had forgotten to mention this titbit of information…” she carefully murmured back after noticing one of the guards eyeing them sceptically.

 

“I suppose it was intentional. You said he disapproved of this trip,”

 

Sakura gave a long sigh. She could almost imagine Gaara releasing his evil laughter to the world… Like Gaara knows how to laugh, smile even… After that thought, a guard approached them and said they can now enter. They nodded and went in.

 

As they entered the threshold, they were greeted by the sight of the said ‘captain’ sitting on his desk, reviewing a few scrolls and maps. The flaps of the windows were open, letting the wonderful sunlight outside be his source of light.

 

He’s—young… She expected someone who looked like Ibiki. Big, strong, and downright masculine. This one, however, was young, slightly build like Genma or Kakashi, less intimidating and… cute. Sakura openly observed, just for the sake of appreciating the gorgeousness that was there. But she felt no spark like with Sasuke and Kakashi. Well, at that Sakura blush ten shades of red. Quit thinking about him!

 

“State your business.” He professionally told them as the two looked at each other, silently deciding who should answer the question.

 

Sakura thought it was her responsibility for she’s the one who initiated this scout.

 

“We came from the Hidden Village of Leaf, sir. My name is Haruno Sakura, a medic, and this is my companion, Hyuuga Neji. We’re currently visiting Sunagakure because of the epidemic, and we travelled through the desert to get here. I’m researching the epidemic, and this is the nearest village to start my observation.” She had suddenly turned professional, setting her normally jovial self aside. This was a serious matter; especially now that she was expected to show respect towards the daimyo’s captain.

 

Neji may have looked he didn’t care whether he was facing a captain or not, but he did notice the awed look on the captain’s face when he raised his head to look at them. His gaze was now directed at Sakura in an odd way. His eyes dangerously narrow and was glad that the captain noticed it.

 

He gave a faint cough and moved around the table to properly face his visitors. For a captain, he didn't act like one. Upon seeing Sakura, his scowl turned into a very wide smile… almost ear to ear right. A jolly fellow he is, Neji mused in disgust.

 

“Konoha, eh? I see…” the captain was young alright. His long black hair was held into a pony tail with some bangs falling gently onto his face. The curve of his face was gentle, yet masculine, and his nose and cheeks were finely chiselled. His eyes were the prettiest blue Sakura had ever seen. They were clear and warm all at the same time. There were no winkles on his face except the crow’s feet on his eyes and laugh lines on his cheeks. He probably smiles a lot, Sakura observed as she continued to return his gaze. “What an honour to have you in this village. Have a seat.” He directed them towards the two empty chairs in front of his desk as he again returned to his own. “I’m sorry for not properly introducing myself. My name is Fudo Shoda, captain of the daimyo’s first army.” He flashed a smile that could immediately turn any girl’s feet in jello. Sakura just returned it and hoped that that was enough.

 

Neji however, looked annoyed.

 

 “Did my men scare you?” Shoda inquired. Now, Neji’s left eye was twitching. How dare this man insult him by asking if he was scared! Why would he be? Did he think he’s a wimp? He definitely wasn't— “I apologize for their rudeness. You see, they’re just trying to protect the village from possible intruders.”

 

“Intruders?” Sakura questioned, obviously unaware of Neji’s growing impatience.

 

“Ah, you must be wondering why we’re here...” He leaned back against his chair and scratched his chin. “The Daimyo heard complaints about unknown group roaming around the village. The people fear them… well, after they stayed here overnight. The Daimyo sent us to keep the village in peace. Fortunately, we haven’t encountered any threats from them yet…”

 

This caught Neji’s attention and for the first time, “Do you have any idea who’s behind it?" Any information they gathered in this village will help the Kazekage back in Sand.

 

Shoda shook his head.

 

 "Like I said, there were no attacks after we settled here. To make the story short, we don’t know who’s causing it,” He sighed. “It was getting tiring, actually. And I don’t really think they intend to destroy this village… I assume they’re only using it for other purposes,”

 

“Like what?” Sakura assumed that the group Shoda’s talking about was the same group who kept on attacking Sand. Like Neji, she suddenly felt the urge to know more despite the many times Gaara warned her not to interfere. Ah, what the heck? He’s not here to watch your every move. You can do whatever you want… even with that thought, she wasn’t so assured. From the look Captain Shoda was giving them, it seemed he was thinking something over. Like why they were suddenly interested when they only intend to investigate on the epidemic?

 

Shoda laughed and dismissively waved a hand.

 

“We’re still trying to figure that out too,” That simply meant he refused to give any vital information. Little did he know that that only drove the two jounin’s curiosity.

 

When everything went silent, Shoda’s laughter dispersing, and both Sakura and Neji sitting still, staring at him, he swiftly changed the subject.

 

“You said you’re on a research, am I right?” The girl with the pretty bubble-gum hair caught his attention like pretty girls do. The boy beside her, though, gave him the jitters. He was too serious for his age.

 

“Yes… more like an observation,”

 

“Good. They could use some help around here…”

 

“Why do you say that?” Sakura asked.

 

“Well, there’re a lot of people getting sick lately. A couple just died two days ago,”

 

Sakura’s eyes rounded at the revelation.

 

 “Really?” Then she turned all medic mode again. “Do you have any idea what’s the cause of it?”

 

Shoda audaciously grinned, perfectly flashing his pearly white teeth. Neji cringed.

 

 “I guess this is where your investigation comes in, don’t you think?”

 

Sakura nodded, “I want to look around if you don’t mind,” She fluttered her eyelashes a bit, but not too much—just enough to affect the captain who’s obviously in to her.

 

Neji assumed there was something wrong with her eyes but the captain fortunately bought it. For a man who can’t resist pretty girls, Sakura was no exception.

 

“Why, of course… the people would appreciate it,” His teeth was once again showed and gleamed. It was weird, Neji thought distractedly.

 

No wonder they assigned this buffoon on remote villages like this… he can easily fall in any trap. Of all the many things Neji hated, it was incompetence. And this Captain Shoda in front of him was definitely a good example of that department. The light attitude, the goofy grins, aloofness and flirting with girls definitely ruined his title. He deserved no respect at all.

 

“Thank you…” All Sakura could do was fake a sheepish smile.

 

**

 

Sakura keenly observed the village while Neji decided to investigate himself. After Shoda’s revelation about the purpose of the army, Neji thought it would be best to get information from the residents themselves. As Sakura wandered around, she visited a couple of huts housing some of the people affected by the epidemic. Just like in Sand, they experienced diarrhea, inflammation and pneumonia.

 

By afternoon, she stopped her house visits and roamed further into the hub of the Village. And from there she smelled something burning. Turning around, she saw the small plantation of radishes. Ah, the Daikon thing. Curiously, she went there to check it out.

 

An old farmer warmly greeted her.

 

(1) “Ohayou, shukujo…”

 

(2) “Ohayou, ojii-san,”. Sakura politely bobbed her head with a smile. “I’m just wondering—What are you doing?” Sakura inquired as her eyes followed each vegetable thrown towards the bonfire.

 

“Ah, well,” the farmer noticed where she was looking and awkwardly scratched the back of his head, “these vegetables acquired some sort of disease. We have to burn some of them because it doesn’t taste good anymore…”

 

Sakura whipped her head towards the farmer.

 

 “How did you know?” She furrowed her brows, and then her eyes went wide. “Don’t tell me you’d been eating rotten vegetables?” She pronounced each world slowly as the cogs of her brain began working to come to this conclusion: Could it be that the diseases was caused by the vegetation and not through an infection or virus?

 

The farmer smiled in shame.

 

“Err… we’re a poor village, miss. We can’t afford to lose so many vegetables. It’s the only stuff we can eat here in order to live. We have no other choice but to eat them whether rotten or not,”

 

It hit her suddenly straight in the face! That’s it! Numerous questions filled her head and any time she’s ready to burst out.

 

“How the vegetables did have the disease?” Was her first question.

 

The farmer blinked at her sudden interest and then answered.

 

“We found out it has something to do with the water we used. A parasite fouled the radishes…”

 

“A parasite?” Sakura mentally kicked herself. How come she had never thought of that in the first place? If Tsunade-sama was here, she’ll do the honours and kick Sakura herself. “Can I take some samples?” The man looked confused. “Err—can I have one radish, please?”

 

**

 

“Where are they?” Kakashi asked bluntly as he stood behind the Kazekage who was standing on the balcony just outside of his office.

 

Gaara coolly regarded the Leaf-nin, oblivious to his foul mood.

 

“They visited a village here. It won’t take them long,”

 

“Why?”

 

“That medic thought it would be wise to investigate the source of the epidemic,”

 

“And you let her leave the village with enemies on the loose?” The white-haired jounin couldn't help but to take his anger out on Gaara. He was the one in-charge of his village and letting a medic-nin from a different village away from his proximity was reprehensible.

 

The young Kazekage, who seemed to be profoundly musing, raised his non-existent eyebrows and slightly turned towards him.

 

 “I told her not to go. The medic however… is persistent,” Somehow, Kakashi understood his point. Sakura sometimes get a little stubborn to get what she wants. “I gave her my permission, on one condition. And that is to take one of you with her,”

 

“And she took Hyuuga with her...” Kakashi said more to himself than to Gaara.

 

Gaara looked blankly at him.

 

“If this Hyuuga is the one you’re looking for, then I'd assume as much,”

 

Kakashi really was upset at the sudden disappearance of Sakura and Neji. Oh no, he wasn’t disappointed with Sakura’s intentions of ending the epidemic. He wasn’t against that at all. It was just the fact that she had Neji accompany her instead of him that bothered him—a lot.

 

“Is there anything else you want?” Gaara abruptly interrupted Kakashi's train of thoughts.

 

“No, Kazekage-sama,” He stiffly gave a small bow and straightened again. “Thank you for your time,”

 

For some odd reason, Gaara enjoyed looking at the older jounin in front of him. He detected emotions… emotions that weren’t pleasant, within his exposed eye. Even with the hitai-ate and mask, he could tell the man was troubled, which he guessed had something to do with that pink-haired wench. It was interesting to watch human beings bend to the will of their emotions.

 

Once Kakashi had left him on the balcony, he too left the fresh air for the warm office to mull things over. His eyes drifted to the wreckage that had been his desk.

 

Where was Maiya? And more importantly, where was his new desk?

 

**

 

“Found anything?” Was the greeting Sakura received from Neji as she reached the village entrance.

 

Sakura triumphantly grinned.

 

“Yup…” She held out the hand clutching the bag containing the contaminated radish.

 

Neji did not question the vegetable; he simply turned and began walking.

 

“How was your investigation?” She asked once she had caught up with him.

 

Neji shrugged with indifference.

 

“They all said the same thing,”

 

Sakura frowned.

 

“And that is…?”

 

“The one Captain Shoda told us,”

 

“Oh.” Then she slightly turned her head to glance at her once-again silent companion. “Umm, where are we going?”

 

“He said we can stay inside the barracks,”

 

“What?!” Sakura conveyed her shock and disappointment. “It’s too loud in there! I can’t carry on with my research with guffawing soldiers!” All of a sudden, her other emotions melted away to suspicion. She was certain she made a good impression on the handsome captain a few hours ago. Surely, he wouldn’t treat them roughly by having them stay in the barracks. She thought she deserved more than that…at least a hut or an abandoned warehouse. Warehouse? At least it would be less rowdy than the soldier’s quarters.

 

Unless… her companion did something that made the Captain Shoda upset. “You did something awful, didn’t you?”

 

With natural impassiveness, the Hyuuga genius feigned innocence above her notion of the situation.

 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Unfortunately that didn’t work with Sakura.

 

“Neji…”

 

“…”

 

“Tell me!” Sakura abruptly stopped and saucily planted her hands on her hips.

 

Again, another shrug.

 

“...Told him not to be a dog all the time...”

 

Sakura openly gaped.

 

“You did not!” No wonder they were being mistreated. Neji just insulted the Captain, for Pete’s sake! And by the looks of it, he seemed very smug at what he had done. How could he still feel haughty over something as appalling as insulting the Daimyo’s captain? “Why?!” And here, when she'd thought everything had been going so well, Neji had to ruin it.

 

“Captain or not, he’s still a dog,” He side-glanced and continued, “—especially with pink-haired girls who can easily manipulate men when they want to.”

 

Peeved, Sakura muttered, “Its called tactic,”

 

“Ah yes,” he nodded, “and perfectly executed. Congratulations,”

 

Sakura glared hard.

 

“Seriously, Neji. Your sarcasm is going to be the death of me,"

 

Neji’s arrogant smirk never faltered. “That man will chase anyone wearing a skirt. And you used that as an ace in the manipulation, or so-called tactic,”

 

“Neji…” she growled warningly.

 

“I only did the right thing. He’s a shame to the army…” Ah, yes, just what you would expect from such a self-righteous, straightforward, whiz kid.

 

“And we ended up staying at the barracks for the night,". She was upset, there was no denying that. And what upset her even more was that Neji seemed he didn't care what the outcome had done to her.

 

Neji saw many—and I mean oodles-of emotions play out on Sakura’s face. That obviously made him anxious.

 

“Look, no one will bother you as long as I’m there. If one soldier dare touch you, I’ll cut their hands off,”

 

Sakura rolled her eyes.

 

“Sure, that makes me feel so much better,” Again, she started using her legs to walk; only now she was leading the way.

 

Neji followed.

 

“Are you upset?”

 

“Just as long as you live up to your promise, I won’t be mad at you,”

 

“I stick to my promises, Haruno,” He sounded quite offended.

 

Sakura sighed, “I know that, Hyuuga-san.”

 

When he was able to catch up with her, he tried to change the subject.

 

“Will you tell me what you’ve found out so far?”

 

“Some parasite was infecting the vegetation,” Sakura replied.

 

“A parasite? If a person died from it, you should’ve seen worms, right?”

 

Sakura nodded.

 

“But I wasn’t able to check any dead patients since we arrived. I don’t know why Sand’s medics hadn’t detected it yet,”

 

“Perhaps they haven’t encountered diseases like this before,”

 

“True,” Sakura knew Sand’s medics weren’t as trained as well as Konoha’s and some of the other hidden villages. They weren’t really developed in that field since they were usually busy building up their defences. Sand’s medics excelled more in nursing. It was a wise decision for Gaara to acquire help from Leaf. In that way, the plague will hopefully be stopped, and their medics would be able to learn something new. “At least they’re right about something, though. They suspected it was the water from Sand’s well. Contrary to that, I doubt that they’re suspecting the wrong resources. I found a creek near the village and it was contaminated. The farmers said they had used that water for their agriculture, and I guess the parasite’s egg incubated on the vegetables they were growing. Granted, the vegetables were exported to other parts of the Wind country and beyond...so I wouldn’t be too surprised if Tsunade-sama is encountering the same problem back in Konoha,”

 

**

 

Meanwhile, somewhere back in Konoha…

 

Pant…

 

Pant…

 

Pant…

 

Grr…

 

“Oi, Lee, are you alright?” Tenten curiously watched her friend’s contorting face as he jogged in place right beside her. They were heading home from a restaurant after eating lunch with Kiba and Chouji, and once they were outside, Rock Lee started acting all weird—weirder than he already was.

 

Lee’s face turned from one in pain to one in excruciating torture as sweat broke freely down his face. He hugged his stomach where various sounds were coming from. When Lee started jogging faster, Tenten felt extremely worried.

 

“Lee—?”

 

Rock Lee didn’t let her finish and suddenly burst out, “Gyaaa!!! Bathroom! Bathroom!” an awful and embarrassing sight, may I add, as he started running off with inhuman speed.

 

Tenten vaguely remembered that time when they witnessed Lee’s reaction after eating the famous ‘Curry of Life’.

 

 “No, it’s worse than that…” Then she realized that Lee was now too far away. “Oi, Lee! Wait up!” And she too broke into a run.

 

**

 

Neji calmly nodded.

 

“I see…” Then out of the blue, he asked, “When do we leave?”

 

This time, it was Sakura’s turn to smirk.

 

 “Aren’t you eager to get out of here?”

 

Neji closed his eyes, the left one twitching with scorn tugging at his lips.

 

“Think whatever you want,”

 

In a reproachful manner, Sakura shook her head.

 

“Whatever has the Captain has done to you? Why hate him so when, in fact, he’s handsome, generous and—”

 

“He’s annoying,” Neji curtly interrupted.

 

Sakura threw her hands in the air in defeat

 

“Fine. But refrain from insulting him again, won't you? Or next time we'll be sleeping on the forest floor,”

 

**

 

“Nara!”

 

Shikamaru grumbled something incomprehensible and turned to the other side of the futon. He covered himself with the comforter in an attempt to block the noise.

 

“Nara, get up!”

 

He was roughly kicked on the stomach and that effectively brought him back from dreamland.

 

“Ffffuuuck!”

 

Out of irritation, he threw off the comforter, sat-up and glared at the bastard that kicked him and had woken him up. Whoever it was, he'd kick them ten times! He was having a peaceful sleep—for once!!! Is that too much to ask? “What the fuck is it?" He asked with bleary eyes, blinking rapidly to let them adjust to the dark. And once he had completed that task, he noticed the tall shadow standing beside his bed.

 

“They’re here,".

 

That voice…

 

“Kakashi?” Shikamaru sounded doubtful. Why would Kakashi visit his room so late? Unless they were being attacked—He quickly forced his mind to function properly and digested Kakashi’s words. “What do you mean?”

 

“They spotted something nearing the village. It’s them, I think…” he too was surprised when Kankurou incessantly banged on his door to tell him the details.

 

“We're going to scout,” He informed an alarmed Shikamaru. “Kazekage’s orders,". He then went to exit the room, pausing before he left. “Five minutes, Nara,” With that he was gone.

 

Dragging himself up while grumbling a colourful string of curses, Shikamaru started to dress in haste. Another string of curses came because of his stubborn pants. They weren't cooperating with him, and that pissed him off more. “Dammit!”

 

Finally getting himself dressed the right way, he rushed outside.

 

He figured this was going to be a long night.

 

TBC

 

1.       “Good morning, young lady.”

2.       “Good morning, mister (term for old men).”

3.       Daikon- radish

Path of thorns [Chapter 13]

Chapter Thirteen

 

Fake Epidemic

 

When she arrived at his office, she found it empty much to her surprise. With no other choice, she wandered through the halls and rooms in search for Gaara. Soon she found herself standing in front of the stairs heading to the rooftop. He’s probably up there doing his victory dance while the miserable ol’ me wanders around for his amusement. She’s starting to hate Gaara more and more. You should hate him. He tried to kill you before, what difference does it make now? Taking the steps in a steady pace, she finally reached the top and as what was expected, his dark figure stood there, watching his people move around below. I should have known… Sakura glared and crossed her arms, waiting for him to say something for she knew he was aware of her presence behind him.

 

“You’re late,” he said with incredible nonchalance.

 

“It wouldn’t hurt to tell me where exactly I’m supposed to go, don’t you think?” her sarcasm dripped like acid.

 

“Should I punish the medic for not telling you?” he spoke like it was the most normal thing to do.

 

“If you didn’t scare her, she probably would’ve never missed that tid bit of information.” She muttered as she started walking towards his direction and stood a few feet away from him; for safety measures of course.

 

Sakura was never fond of silence. And so she struck a conversation by breaking it first. “Why am I here?” hesitantly, she glanced at him and saw his eyes still trailed somewhere down the village. She could almost see the wheels turning as he contemplated on the right words to answer.

 

“I don’t see any progress.”

 

“On what?”

 

“The plague.”

”Oh,” she uncrossed her arms and replied, “I was planning to tell you—”

 

“When?” Gaara curtly intervened.

 

Sakura felt the urge to roll her eyes but fought against it, “When I prove my theories are right.”

 

“Tell me now.” He demanded.

 

Yeah, can’t upset you more, can I? She cleared her throat and started, “I doubt that it’s an epidemic, Kazekage-sama.”

 

This time, Gaara did bother to turn his head and glare at her albeit questioningly. “Enlighten me.”

 

“In my three days observation, I found out that the disease was not communicable. An infected mother breast fed her baby yesterday. But the baby did not acquire the mother’s disease. We have seen no symptoms on the child when we checked him this morning.”

 

“Why is everyone suffering from the same sickness if it’s not epidemic?”

 

“Everyone is sick, yes. But their signs and symptoms varied. In a family, only one dies while the rest of the members suffered from a long-term fever.”

 

“Then what do you think it is?” he again turned away and went back to watching the people below.

 

“It’s poisoning, Kazekage-sama. One man complained he acquired the disease after drinking the water from the well. But still I doubt that assumption. I don’t think it’s the water since I myself had been drinking the same water for three days.”

 

“If it’s not the water, then what is?” Sakura paused and that caught his attention. He turned to look at her and saw her eyes hesitantly looking at him. That again made him curious, “Speak.”

 

Sakura slightly glared at him and then finally gave-up. Confidently, she stood straight and looked at him unwaveringly, “I need to investigate.” Another pause and, “That requires me to leave and inspect the other villages surrounding Sand.”

 

Gaara looked at her impassively but she could tell he was thinking it thoroughly. An uncomfortable silence washed over the two after the proclamation from her. She suddenly felt nervous underneath Gaara’s scrutiny. Will he kill her for her boldness?

 

“I only need three days. I’ll inspect the nearest village. After that I’ll go back as soon as it’s over.” She hoped that would help. Still Gaara didn’t say anything. A little more encouraging. “While travelling, I observed some of the villages near Sand were suffering from the same disease as well. I need to investigate and—”

 

“Dangerous.” Gaara cut her off.

 

“But I have to…”

 

“I will not permit it.”

 

“When will you let me handle things on my own?” Sakura’s temper was clearly rising. She had her arms in Akimbo. Every request she made, he would deliberately dismiss it even if it’s the most vital thing to do.

 

“What if you die?” he casually asked.

 

So like you—straight and precise to the point Goodness…  “Why does everyone assume I’ll die?” growling, she went on, “I can take care of myself, Gaara-san! If ever something bad happens to me, that’s my fault!”

 

Now Gaara was upset, he glared at her again. “If you’re smart as what you assumed to be, then you’ll do as I say.” He silently added, Or do you want to die? The fact that this girl could easily irk him and defy his every words, which was law in this country, annoyed and at the same time; amaze him. She was the first person to ever stand up to him, not only as Gaara of the Dessert but as Kazekage as well. Even his sister couldn’t find the will to confront his decisions. They follow whatever he says just so to please him and to avoid any unpleasant arguments. And then this woman came with bravado as tall as the skies above. She’s predictable, yes. That was why he’s taking advantage of it through verbal abuse. But her predictability was hard for Gaara to tolerate. What did he want from this girl? Respect of course. Does he have the possibility to gain it? Impossible.

 

“If I don’t do this, we won’t solve anything.”

 

“Is there any other way?”

 

Sakura groaned in frustration, quickly realizing she wouldn’t get away so easily. “No.”

 

There was silence again and this time, Sakura wished it to last just for a few more minutes. She had enough of hearing Gaara’s never ending questions and witty come backs. She was growing tired and sleep was what she wanted.

 

“Very well.” He closed his eyes and nodded his head, “You can go.”

 

Sakura could not believe it. She convinced him… he actually agreed on something she suggested. For the first time during her stay in Sand, she felt elated. The feeling of someone trusting her with her decisions for once made her really happy. “R-really?”

 

“Someone must accompany you.” His jade eyes once again appeared.

 

Okay, so maybe he still doesn’t trust your skills too much… but it’s a start! With a sigh, she asked, “Who do you suggest?”

 

Gaara shrugged his shoulders, “Whoever from your team. Choose wisely.”

 

Sakura huffed “Don’t question my ability to choose…” she quietly said to herself yet she knew Gaara heard all of it.

 

“I’m giving you two days.”

 

“What??” she instantly whipped her head towards him, “I said three, didn’t I!”

 

Gaara finally moved around to face her. Sakura suddenly felt awkward facing him but tried not to show it. “There’s a small town near the border. It will only take you one day to get there.”

 

“Fine.” Suddenly, she felt her personal space was invaded. In a blink of an eye, Gaara was standing behind her, his chest touching her back while his mouth neared her ear. Coldness shot down her spine the moment she felt his darkness envelope her.

 

“Your insolence displeases me.” He said in the eeriest way that can make any human, let it be a man or a woman, squeal like wuss.

 

How could you forget your addressing the Kazekage?? How could you forget that he’s Gaara? How?? Sometimes, Sakura should learn how to shut her mouth. Her way of talking and approaching people didn’t save her ass all the time. There are different people in this world. And Gaara’s one of those who you can’t easily bring sunshine upon. He’s not an ordinary man, Sakura… you can’t be sarcastic in front of him… you have no right… She swallowed a lump down her throat. Funny how one minute they were exchanging wits and the next thing he was giving her a death threat. If only Sand didn’t have the duty to prove their loyalty to Leaf, he would’ve discarded her without any hesitations.

 

“Really?” she whispered, trying to conceal the unsteadiness of her voice.

 

“Talk back like that again and I will not hesitate to—eliminate you.” And without further ado, he was gone into thin air.

 

Sakura wasn’t able to move around to see where he went. But she assumed he was probably gone down stairs leaving her cold and nervous all at the same time.

 

She could’ve died right then and there.

 

**

 

For the past few days of locking himself inside the Uchiha main house, people started to worry about him. He received constant visits from his friends every now and then much to his annoyance. He had been craving for peace and yet these people who call themselves his friends kept bothering him. He wanted to be alone, even if that required him to brood until Sakura returns. After that talk with Naruto, he’d done a lot of thinking over his situation with his supposedly, future bride. It had been days since she and Kakashi had been away from their mission and the desire to talk to her heightened more in each passing days. He wanted to see her. If only Tsunade would allow him to follow her to Sand, he would’ve done it a long time ago.

 

It was a cold afternoon in Konoha since winter finally arrived. Sasuke stayed in his old room, watching the snow cover the once green garden outside. He used to remember doing the same thing as well, watching the snow with his mother. Mikoto usually accompanied him since his father was mostly away and Itachi… well, Itachi was always outside, seeking power in an early age. It was times like this when his mother would lay his head on her lap and stroke his hair until he fell asleep. It was one of those memories he couldn’t erase despite how much he tried. It remained there no matter what.

 

His reverie however was disturbed by the sudden opening of the shoji door. Keeping his poker-face, he glanced back, refusing to look like he was surprised. Come to think of it, he shouldn’t be surprised at all since people tend to intrude his household a lot more often for the past few days.

 

This time, it was Ino.

 

“What do you want?” how many times did he ask that question? I lost count…

 

“Sasuke,” the usually loud Yamanaka Ino called his name in the softest way.

 

He turned his head again, hoping that the blonde leave him alone before he snapped at her. They’ve been getting on his nerves and he wouldn’t hesitate letting them feel what it was like to be bothered this much.

 

The soft thud of her footsteps confirmed that she entered the room without his permission and sat right behind him only a few feet away. “Sasuke, come on.”

 

“Whatever you say, it will not affect me.” His voice sounded distant as he said it.

 

“How long will you lock yourself here?” again, Ino surprised him by not speaking in her trademark shrilling voice.

 

Silence…

 

And then…

 

“Sakura…” he only spoke her name, hoping she would understand.

 

“She won’t return until next week.” The blonde reasoned pathetically.

 

“Then I’ll wait.”

 

“You can’t starve yourself to death! You have to live, Sasuke. Sakura will be upset if she finds out!”

 

Ever since Sasuke locked himself, everyone assumed he had never eaten nor slept in the past few days. But they thought wrong of course. He’s not stupid. He was human after all and he knew what’s best for his body. He stocked enough food and usually dozed off when he was done brooding. People just can’t understand that. The whole stereotype of ‘brooding Sasuke’ tortuously kills him.

 

“I’m fine,” he spat quite bitterly, “I’ll come out when she’s back.”

 

“What will you do then?” Ino asked the inevitable. Sasuke fell silent for a moment. Ino took this advantage to continue. “Tell her that you made a mistake… that you love her and sincerely want to marry her?” she made it sounded so incredulous, Sasuke kept his temper in check.

 

“So?”

 

“Sasuke!” Ino whined, “It wouldn’t be the same!” then softly she added, “It would never be the same…”

 

Sasuke felt his blood boil. His hands balled instinctively, “She said she loved me…”

 

“And you rejected her.”

 

“It’s not too late.”

 

Ino pitied the broken man before her. The man she and Sakura used to admire sat here, silent and heart-broken. Who would’ve thought he’d actually fall in love? And not to just any other girl, but Sakura. The same girl he used to ignore since childhood.

 

“You’re wrong.” Ino said, “Believe what you want to believe, Sasuke. But you can’t turn back the time… you can only wish you did something different back then… back when Sakura still loved you.”

 

Sasuke knew she was right but was afraid to admit it even to himself. He couldn’t face the reality that he didn’t matter to her anymore. To her, he was only just a friend, a former team-mate. That’s it. “She told me—”

 

“She won’t tell you again.” Ino cut him off. She didn’t want him to expect something that would never happen. She knew Sakura better than anyone else. She was her best friend. And that look she saw in Sakura’s eyes when she asked her to help her escape her wedding, she knew it was over. Sasuke already missed his chance.

 

Sasuke was hesitant to ask but still went on, “She’s in-love with someone else.” He said it more like a statement than a question.

 

“Honestly…” Ino let her eyes fall on the floor, “I don’t know…”

 

Again, silence conquered the two of them.

 

“I need to be alone,” was all he said to dismiss her.

 

Ino didn’t protest and left the room silently.

 

**

 

Kakashi watched the woman in front of him consume another cup of sake, hissing as she dropped the cup on the table with a thud. Man, this woman was tough. They’d been talking for hours and still his mission of getting information out of her was left unsuccessful.

 

“Good shakeee…” the woman slurred, her head lolling from one to side to the other as she propped her chin on her hand to keep her awake. “You should shrink morsh if you wansh, presshy boy….”

 

Kakashi sheepishly grinned and scratched his cheek, “I think you had enough.” Really, if he was not getting any information from this one, he was willing to call it a night. He’ll try again tomorrow.

 

The woman waved in the air, shaking her head, “No-no, I’m fine...pht…” a little bit annoyed, she blew a stray hair away from her face.

 

Kakashi blinked at the act and then smiled. For someone who can’t handle alcohol, she’s quite cute. For hours of talking and drinking, she removed her glasses, tossed away her hair tie and let the waves of chestnut locks rest behind her back and over her shoulders. What was her name again? Ah, Maiya. She’s fairly attractive and he could tell many men around here were quite smitten by her. The looks they’re sending towards her were very evident. During their conversation, he found out that she had been working for the Kazekage for two years right after the previous one resigned. She said most of Gaara’s assistants couldn’t handle his unpredictable temper and not to mention… his reputation as a merciless killer way before he had Shukaku. Maiya proudly proclaimed herself as the longest assistant to ever stand him. She talked a lot despite of the strict appearance she made the first time they met in Gaara’s office. Kakashi tolerated her non-stop nattering about her life, her family and some friends. She was like that until Kakashi asked something about Sand’s situation and how the Kazekage’s handling it. Despite of her drunken state, she refused to answer him and said it was against policy to tell anyone without the Kazekage’s permission.

 

All the silence and secretiveness made him more curious. He was suspicious with the unknown enemy fiasco. Why do I have the feeling that Akatsuki’s behind all of this? What do they want? Akatsuki once attacked Sand in order to extract Shukaku from Gaara’s body. But since Shukaku’s gone, what more could they want? Perhaps Gaara was asking himself the same thing as well.  

 

Kakashi never believed Sasuke when he said Itachi was dead; nor that the Akatsuki no longer existed. Many tried to believe him because at that time as well, they had not heard anything concerning the group. Whatever Sasuke’s reason for telling them that lie was still left unknown. Orochimaru’s still alive somewhere. There’s a possibility he’s a part of this. Just like the Akatsuki, they never heard of Orochimaru since Sasuke came back. There were no unusual attacks until this mission. I wouldn’t be surprised to see Tsunade preparing everyone for another war… But then, that didn’t stop him from wondering why Sand was not completely cooperative with this mission. Yes, they wanted medics and that was all their concern yet he remembered Sakura complaining to him how unfair Gaara was for not letting her fight. She said something about ‘stopping the epidemic as her only duty and that she should not interfere with the war’. Could it be that Sand doesn’t trust anyone? Even Konoha? His fear was when Gaara suddenly assumed that he couldn’t trust anyone and everyone will betray Sand… most importantly his trust. That could probably the reason why he’s so reluctant… Gaara inherited his father’s position and he thinks about his village’s safety rather than anything else. Or maybe he just doesn’t want his people to hate him… again. It sounded more like redemption. He hurt them before and now he wants to protect them for their absolution.

 

He was quickly drawn away from his thoughts when Maiya dropped another cup she consumed. “I want more! More! More! Sake is good! Taste so good! So I want more, more, MORE!!!” she wildly sang in the most awful voice he’d ever heard.

 

Kakashi hopelessly shook his head. I’m not getting any information from this one…

 

**

 

How dare you. The piles of paperwork on his table could burn into smithereens by the death glare he bestowed over it with the rage he was feeling. Right after that rather, interesting conversation he had with that medic nin, Gaara returned to his sanctuary, trying to control his anger. Despite of the years he tried to manage his temper, that girl easily sent his nerves haywire. Her sarcasm, her wit, everything about her and the way she talked annoyed him. For years of living silently, his world turned completely upside down when those Konoha nins came in. He knew they only meant trouble. If only his sister never suggested getting help from Konoha, this would’ve never happened.

 

Why does he despise the hidden leaf, anyway?

 

Who said he despised the village?

 

He just wanted to be cautious of his actions and the people around him.

 

In war, he couldn’t trust anyone.

 

And that he didn’t want another burden slung over his overloaded shoulders.

 

When nins from Konoha arrived, he was suddenly compelled to take care of them. Even though Konoha-nins are known to be the strongest and most skilful shinobis among all villages, he couldn’t risk the chances of letting harm befall them. If one of them gets hurt or eventually—dies, Sand’s ties with Konoha will shatter. And he couldn’t let that happen… not now that Sand’s under a crucial situation.

 

That girl’s making this hard for me and I-don’t-like-it. If it was possible, his eyes narrowed further while he gritted his teeth in attempts of preventing himself from destroying the table again.

 

-

 

“I can take care of myself, Gaara-san! If ever something bad happens to me, that’s my fault!”

 

-

 

Her voice echoed like scraping metal against the insides of his head and that caused him a headache. And that’s when he decided…

 

…  he destroyed the table into pieces.

 

Ah, poor, poor Maiya. She was expected to replace that first thing in the morning.

 

TBC

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