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Wrong Shade of Green	By : VantheKeyofLain Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Opening
- 2-Rest
- 3-Life
- 4-Pain
- 2
- 3
- 4
Disclaimer: I do
not own Naruto, and this is making me no profit.

NOTE: What can I say that won�t give
this away? Well, nothing really, so enjoy this shocker! ;p

Warning:
Language

The Wrong Shade of
Green

�� Four doses of Hyperthoel
for the patient in 231; Two doses of Gensyth for both
patients in room 117; Chakra burn medication for the idiot in 219; Poison
medication for the kid that ate that toad in 104��

�� Emerald
eyes closed in frustration and disappeared under a mop of pink hair as the
woman currently checking over her daily check ups sheet set her head down on
the desk she occupied. Groaning lightly, the woman didn�t seem so much tired,
as more strung up. Indeed she was aching lightly, but the light stinging in her
legs and arms wasn�t exactly painful as it was annoying.

�� But that
wasn�t the only ache her body displayed; somewhere in the back of her mind,
there was something nagging her. For the life of her, she wasn�t exactly sure
what the hell it was. Her concentration would slip every now and then because
of this gnawing feeling. She had felt rather bad that one such time it had been
with a patient and she�d accidentally stuck the needle in them a bit too hard.

�� Just go away�I�ve gotta
work�I have people that need me.�

�� Chaaaa,
this is SO damn boring�Let�s go out, let�s go DO something��

�� I can�t abandon these people.�

�� Oh the Hell you can�t � they did just
fine before we came, and they can do just fine after. We�re not the only
Medical-nin here, ya know.�

�� Mmm�even
If I did, what do I do? I don�t have money for shopping; I�m not hungry, and
I�m not tired�kinda still sore from yesterday��

�� Such a whimp��

�� Sakura
growled at herself.

�� I�m not use to that kind of training!�

�� Fuck yeah, let�s go
train! Hey we can bug Tsunade-sama, too. She hasn�t
been doing anything lately. She has no excuse not to.�

�� I don�t want to��

�� The hell you don�t. You liked it, and you
know it. It was different; it made you think on your feet.�

��

�� Sakura
grumbled incoherently as she rested in her spot. She couldn�t lie to herself
and yesterday�s little. . . adventure, had in fact,
been pretty nice. It got her mind off things, kept her head in the game and she
got to use her vast knowledge for once on a day she�d probably not have at all.

�� Her silence
was interrupted by the sound of her door being opened, and a voice containing
authority, addressing her.

�� Slacking
off, are we?�

�� Sakura
picked up her head quickly, she eyes widened a little and her face flushed a
bit. The paper she�d been marking was stuck to her forehead.

�� No, Tsunade-sama, I was just�� she snatched the list.

�� Check over
today�s duties�people��

�� Tsunade smiled knowingly and walked over to her former
apprentice.

�� Well, sit
up and give yourself a moment. I came to see how you are fairing.�

�� Sakura sat
up, but gave her superior a questioning look.
��
�� How I�m
fairing?�

�� It may
have been a week since your incident, and I�m sure you�re fine; but a quick
check up should be seen to.�

�� Oh. Right.�
��
�� Sakura
relaxed and took even breaths as Tsunade looked her
over. The girl looked alright, and didn�t seem to have any negative
repercussions, yet�

�� It seems
you�ve recently exerted your arms and legs. You chakra well is a little higher
than normal. You haven�t been on a mission I don�t know about have you?� Tsunade rose an eyebrow and grinned,
knowing full well that the younger woman could be stubborn about missions and
procedures.

�� No, nothing like that.� Sakura sighed a little. �I was
caught up in training yesterday.�

�� Oh? You actually
trained on your day off without bugging me?�

�� Sakura�s
expression deadpanned.
��
�� I didn�t
have a choice; I was roped into it.�

�� Naruto again?� Tsunade asked as she looked over the girl�s hands.

�� Sakura was
about to answer, but stopped. For a moment, she seemed to recalling something
that the older woman had no idea of. It was amusing to see the kunoichi hit upon some connecting idea, and saw how the
light behind her eyes flashed upon getting some unseen answer.

�� Oh my god,
they�re both so alike. No wonder he aggravated me so easily. He�s just not a
pervert like Naruto is.�

�� The pink headed
one�s eyes narrowed lightly and she huffed.

�� I take
that back, they�re both the damn same!�

�� What are you going on about?�

�� About two men who are really still just boys.�

�� Tsunade chuckled and let the girl�s hands go, moving to
check the girls eyes.

�� So I take
it that means you were referring to Maito Gai, hm?�

�� Sakura gave
an audible sound equivalent to surprise. Tsunade for
her mirth, just grinned.

�� Don�t
forget how long I lived in the village before I�took my previous leave. I
watched all of the first generation grow, and now I�m watching the second. I�ve
seen many of the same patterns play among many people. For example and probably
the most noticeable to myself and a few others is the Ino-Shika-Cho
trio.

�� Yeah,
that�s right, Ino, Shikamaru and Choji are the
second trio to that. I remember Ino tell me that
once.�

�� That�s
correct. Their fathers were the first wave of that trio. There personalities
were very much the same as well. Then of course was Kiba�s
mother, Inuzuka Tsume; who
may have been a girl, but was still just as sassy as her son is now.�

�� Sakura
smiled and listened intently. Things like this were always so fun to hear and
enjoy.

�� Shino�s
father, Shibi�he too was a quiet one, but he did
actually talk a little more than Shino does. Hyuuga Hina, from what I could remember of her was a quiet and shy
young woman, but was very strong. Her true strength was driven from protection
and love. Truly she was a remarkable kunoichi.�

�� Sakura�s
smile faltered a little, at hearing the sad reflection � for she knew Hinata�s mother had died shortly after the young girls
first birthday.

�� Thing
about the Hyuuga clan though was that many of them at
that time stuck to the clans, and not many enrolled for teams. Hina was one of the few, and it lasted only a very short
time. The same could be said of the Uchihas��

�� Sakura
inhaled a little, but let it out steadily, and Tsunade
went on. Sakura seemed to be alright with that mention.

�� But then
you had men like Tenshi, who I swear to this day must
still have some kind of secret..�
��
�� How so?�

�� Tenshi was the master of any and all weapons the village
had to offer.�

�� Sakura
smiled as she learned of the identity of who had to be TenTen�s
father.

�� If I�m
reading you right, you�re absolutely right. Tenshi
was our current resident weapon master and he was amazing at handling every one
of them. Countless times I fretted when I heard tales of Tenshi
teaching his daughter the tricks of his trade at age one. I was irrationally
afraid he�d cut her clean through!�

�� Sakura
laughed at that; she too would be apprehensive over such a thing.

�� Lee�s father
was a civilian, and his mother had for a brief time been a stay-in-village
medical nin, but they were
very nice and friendly people. It was a few years before my proposal of having
medical-nins on teams.�

�� I never
knew any of that.�

�� I�m sure
you haven�t heard a lot of this.�

�� True��

�� So let�s
see�.whom else�oh right, Kakashi.�

�� Sakura
grinned but rolled her eyes.

�� Little lazy boy, pervy and smart-allic?�

�� Quite the opposite actually; at least when he was younger.
He was a very by-the-rules kid. He was a bit frosty and harsh as well. Lazy was
not a word you�d apply to him at all.�

�� That�s a
bit hard to see.�

�� Well,
traumatic events can change a person, as I�m sure you know.�
��
�� Sakura�s
face flushed a little and she nodded. She then looked up and smiled.

�� So tell
me, out of them all, who was the most insufferable?�

�� Tsunade grins, a smirk crossing her features and a bit of a
shine in her eye.

�� Ah, that
would be the little shit that was on Dan�s team.�

�� Sakura
paused a moment and before going on. Dan had been the man that Tsunade had mentioned she�d loved very dearly. She wasn�t
completely sure if they had ever married or not, but she was sure if the man
was living today, Tsunade would undoubtedly be so.

�� He was
loud, obnoxious, and foul mouthed. He was always hyper, high stung and always wanted
to fight and train. When he wasn�t training, he would cause havoc amongst
others. Thankfully at one point, he finally found an equal to constantly annoy,
which left everyone else alone. What�s more, the kid was a total loser.�

�� That��
Sakura narrowed her brow.

�� That
sounds like how Naruto was before he graduated
academy.� She finally concluded.

�� Indeed,
problem is, this brat was like that even after he became a Genin
at seven.�

�� He
graduated at seven?! I thought you said he was a loser?�

�� He may
have become a Genin at seven and a Chuunin at eleven, but he had to work his ass off to do it.
Of course, I still think to this day he only did it to prove everyone wrong.�

�� Who..?�

�� Who do you
think? You pointed out the connection earlier.�

�� Sakura�s
eyes rounded and her mouth hung open lightly. There was just no way�

�� That
couldn�t have possibly been him�ok, loud I can see, but obnoxious? Well, ok
maybe that too, but foul mouthed?�

�� And cocky. Oh god was he ever the cocky brat.�

�� Sakura
blinked a moment as a quick flash of a cocky smirk registered across her mind.

�� So�Maito Gai was a hellion. Here I
always thought Lee was a mini-version of him at that age; sweet and innocent.�

�� Lee for
his core self, is. But Lee�s docile personality and warming nature stems from
other places; not to mention his carefully mannered speaking. Lee doesn�t let
anger or aggressions fuel him either. Gai on the
other hand, when younger, did. We butted heads quite a few times when Dan was
unable to train the team. He showed great potential though. I�ll never forget
the time he tried to work a fire jutsu and burnt his
entire left arm.�

�� Sakura began
to grin slowly. She suddenly had an idea.

�� Anything
else he did that was really stupid?�

�� Too many� why?�

�� I need
some blackmail.�

�� Tsunade stood back up and shook her head with a knowing
smirk.

�� You
realize Lee will just go ask him and he�ll find some way around it. He�s never
lied to Lee, but he�d bend the truth; or turn it around to make it seem
intended.�

�� Crafty, but not that smart.�

�� Oh, he�s
crafty, and smart. Gai just�tends to focus on the
main ideal, and tends to forget about what would come after.�

�� So I�ve
noticed.�

�� Tsunade nodded and began to leave.

�� Why don�t
you take the rest of the day off. You�ve been here for
a good six hours already. Go do something, and get out of this stuffy office.�

�� Sounds
like you want to yourself.� The pink haired one grinned.

�� Yeah, but
I can�t. I�ve got work to do that I�ve put off too long now and a couple of
regulations to re-look.�

�� Mmm.�

�� The blond
woman nodded and waves as she left the room, leaving the younger woman with her
thoughts.

�� Well, that marks out training with Tsunade-sama.�

�� Gathering
her things, Sakura made a quick check of the office, then left; locking the
door behind her. As she departed the hospital, she began to mull over some
ideas for what to do. It was then that she came to an idea.

�� That�s right, I
blew off Naruto yesterday because of�well, yeah. I
need to go find him and apologize. I�ll treat him to some ramen.� She
smiled to herself, and made to go find her teammate and long time friend.

- - - - - -

�� So you�re
telling me�� Slurp. ��that five years from now��
Slurp.� �I�ll be prancing around in
orange spandex jumpsuit, telling my students to embrace youth, and preaching to
the children how with hard work you can achieve your dreams.�

�� Naruto paused and looked away from his female lunch
companion, eyes focusing on some distant point she could not see, while he
brought a fist to his chin.

�� I�ll need
a cape. No wait, a coat; with flame on it. Maybe if the suit�s top half was
orange and the bottom half black?�

�� Argh, Naruto! You�re missing the
point.� Sakura heaved a sigh and shook her head as she grabbed up a large measure
of noodles, plunging them into her mouth. Leave it to the bright blond to come
up with such a silly lament on something she found intriguing.

�� Haha, I�m just playing, Sakura-chan.
Well, the coat part would be cool�well and maybe the spandex-�

�� Naruto!�

�� Ne, Ne! I get it. I understand.� Naruto finished up his bowl and smiled to her calmly; with
a hidden smirk.

�� I never
really thought about it like that, though. I mean, he�s a great sensei and all,
and I guess we relate in a lot of ways I never thought to connect�but I have a
feeling that all the times I�ve been under Kaka-sensei and Ero-Sennin�s
training�I think I�ll be a bit more different.�

�� Oh? Like
what, perverted?�

�� Youthfully perverted!�

�� The two
broke out into laughter that didn�t stop for a full seven minutes. After
finally calming down, the blond turned to his long time friend; his face giving
her a more serious, but still warm and gentle look.

�� So how are
you feeling today? Better than yesterday I hope.�

�� Yes, and
again, I�m sorry about before. I just�wasn�t in the mood to hear any more�I
didn�t want to take anything out on you like I�ve done before.�

�� Ahh, Ne,
Sakura-chan. You know I�ll always be your
number one punching bag, -tebayo!!�

�� She smiled
and grinned at his smile, and chuckled lightly.

�� Yes, well.
. . I can�t be doing that so much now; otherwise Hinata
wouldn�t have much of a boyfriend.�

�� Aaa� hehe,
I can handle it!�

�� Naruto gave a goofy grin and rested his head upon his palm.
Zoning out for a brief moment, the blond murmured a few words � one�s sounding
suspiciously like the young Hyuuga woman�s name � and
seemed to be off in a dream world. A gentle hand upon his own free one brought
him back to reality. Turning, he found himself looking into the bright emerald
eyes of his companion.

�� I�m very happy for you, Naruto. Truly.�

�� The
blue-eyed man could only return the soft warm smile his friend gave him at such
touching words.

�� Thank you,
Sakura-Chan. I hope�� He looks off to the side before pulling back to her gaze.
�I hope you get the chance to be happy too.�

�� Sakura
pulled her hand away gently, giving him a shrug and a silly wave.

�� Don�t
worry about me. I�m fine. I�m made of tougher stuff now. I�ll worry about all
that later. Right now. . .� Sakura turned back to her ramen.

�� Right now,
I just want. . .�

�� Naruto tilted his head as he watched the woman close her
eyes, as if lost in thought. At that moment, he was particularly right.

�� Weightlessness,
Darkness, Sinking; it sent a quick chill down her spine and Sakura was brought
back from her thoughts. She shivered a little, and shook her head.

�� I�ll just focus on the here and now. Live life to the
fullest, and try to really just� enjoy my youth.� At that, Sakura blanched and
brought a hand to her face.

�� Oh god.�

�� Naruto just laughed at his meal companion and prodded her a
little.

�� Me-thinks
someone is hanging around the Green Beasts a bit much, ne?
Next thing you�ll now, you�ll be wearing bright pink spandex and telling
everyone how to embrace life with open arms!�

�� Naruto! Would-you-be-quiet?!�
Sakura smacker her friend on the arm with each word, while the sting of red
lightly danced across her face.

�� Naruto in turn just laughter harder; pointing out the
woman�s �hidden attraction� and getting himself even further down the hole into
which he dug himself. After recovering from his bought of hysterics, Naruto sprang to his feet and gave his friend a quick hug.

�Oh, sorry to run out on you,
Sakura, but you just reminded me of something. I�ll need to hurry to catch her.
Anyway, thanks for the Ramen, and the chat; it was fun. I promise we�ll rehash
things later.�

�Wha-Wait, her? Hinata?�

�� Yeah. She�s probably still at the bathhouse right now, I wanna catch her before she leaves. See ya
later!� With those last parting words, Naruto swept
out of the Ramen stand, leaving behind his bewildered former team mate.

�� It only
took Sakura a few seconds for the words to sink in.

�� NARUTO! YOU PERVERT!� Sakura jumped up and yelled to her
friends retreating figure.

�� THAT�S
�YOUTHFUL� PERVERT!�

- - - - - -

�� Having
had the pleasant lunch, and having enjoyed her entertaining conversation with Naruto, Sakura had decided a nice brisk walk was in order.
Though she had the rest of the day free to herself at Tsunade�s
request, she found herself slowly falling into a restless state of mind once
again.

�� I guess there�s no helping it.�

�� Making
a turn in her little walk, she soon found herself trampling once again across
her former training grounds. It was still relatively the same as it had been
when she was a Genin, but one would of course expect
the bit of overgrowth from shrubby and trees. It actually added a nicer feel to
the place � though no training ground was every really secluded, the overgrown
trees seem to give it the general feeling of a more private training area that
it had previously been.

�� Gazing
over the area brought back many memories to the kunoichi
as she set down her bag. She smiled at the happy moments, and did not let
herself be pulled down by the sad. Thinking of her younger self made her shake
her head in a bit of disappointment. Perhaps if she had focused more back then
on all over her ninja aspects instead of just a few; and of course other things
at the time that seemed more important � perhaps she would be even more capable
of more things now.

�� What�s passed is past. I can�t change that.
I can only work on here and now�and for what�s to come. So let�s get to it.�

�� Thus
Sakura began to run down a few of her more practiced routines; followed by some
newer ones she�d recently come up with, and had yet to employ. For a while she
worked on every aspect she could think: Mind, body, chakra, and further. As
things began to become more complicated and more in depth, Sakura threw out a
few shadow clones. At one point she had henged a few
of the copies into Kakashi, Naruto,
Ino and Lee. After she had disposed of each of them,
she took on a different approach.
��
�� If what I need is to make myself strong �
work out my own flaws and see what it is I lack, then my opponent needs to be
myself.�

�� With
this in mind, Sakura began a new regime and threw out a few copies of herself unhenged. As they would
stay herself, they would keep her own style and sets.
This was exactly what she felt she needed. During this whole affair, Sakura was
at a deeply heightened sense, though at the same time, highly incensed to the
heavy training in which she put herself in that she did not feel the arrival of
another person onto the training field.

�� Swinging
around with a scalpel chakra blade and catching on of her clones across the
neck, it popped quickly, and Sakura whirled to fling two Shuriken into another
advancing clone. She was breathing a bit more heavily than she had when she
began and sweat was beginning to break across her brow. As she glanced to the
sky to see another copy sailing down with a readying punch, Sakura left herself
fall back. Swinging her legs up quickly, and hitting the ground on her hands,
Sakura�s leg caught the copy in the stomach. As she continued through with her
backwards arc, the kunoichi threw the fake with her
legs into the arc with her. Effectively, Sakura ended back up on her feet as
the fake sailed out of the arc and onto the ground � skidding a few feet before
popping and fading.

�� Ok,
that should be enough for now.�

�� Her
words were cut short as a commotion from behind her alerted another incoming
attack. Spinning on the spot, she brought up a hand quick and caught the well
aimed punch to her upper chest. Throwing the hand to her left, Sakura made to
bring up a right hook, but it was deflected easily. A quick dip alerted Sakura
to the next move being aimed for her leg; and her instinct had been right. A
left leg swooped to knock her down, but she locked with it, and spun, causing
her original self to now be behind her assailant. Again she went for the back
of the neck, but was tripped up by the quick work of a backwards upper kick of
the right leg.

�� Without
proper time to dodge or block, the attack hit and she feel back onto the
ground. Luckly, the fall didn�t really hurt, nor
knock any wind out of her � but it did slightly shock her a bit.

�� When did I learn that move? Hmm, I�m
getting really bad if I can�t remember all my moves.�

�� Getting
up slowly, Sakura dusted herself off, and looked up to the mirror image of
herself standing where it had just knocked her back. Sighing a little and
turning to the side, Sakura stretched a little.

�� Well,
that proves I�m slipping up a bit.�

�� Nothing
a little hard work can�t fix!�

�� Sakura
glanced at her clone and gave it an annoyed look and grunted.

�� Regardless
that you may be correct, when I want your opinion I�ll ask for it, thanks. Now
go away. I�m taking a break.�

�� Sakura
turned and grumbled to herself lightly as she made her way back over to her
bag. Rummaging around for a moment, she retrieved a bottle of cool water and
drank down half of the contents greedily.

�� Done
yet?�

�� Sakura
spun around, bottle top still clenched between teeth as she eyed her clone
still standing in the same spot she left it. The clone just stared back, one
hand on a hip. Narrowing her eyes, Sakura dropped the water bottle next to her
bag and huffed.

�� What
the hell�� Concentrating for a moment, Sakura realized that she was not
exhausting or seeding any chakra to this clone. Further prodding revealed that
the clone had its own chakra that was not of hers. In short, this was not on of
her bushin she�d created earlier.

�� Hey!
What do you think you�re doing?!� The true pink haired one cried as she gripped
her gloved hands.

�� I�m
helping you train.� Came the reply, as if the answer
was obvious.

�� Ok,
fine, but WHY are you like THAT?!�

�� I
was watching you train, and saw your tactic was improving upon your own faults
and to find your week openings-�

�� Yeah,
but only I know my own set of moves and styles.�

�� True
that may be, but by watching someone else perform them, in your image, your
will be able to see how best to pull them off and how your body will react when
pulling them off.�

�� Sakura
paused a moment in the debate as she thought this through. Granted, this was a
very valid and good point to make � but it still irked her that someone was
using her image. True, it wasn�t the first time this kind of thing had come up,
but those situations had always involved missions, and the beforehand knowledge
of what was being planned. This however was completely random and unknown.

�� Ugh,
this is the same kind of childish, yet decidedly logical thing Naruto would do.�

�� Sakura
grumbled aloud, thinking of her blond friend. However another thought entered
her mind and it caused her to snap back around to the fake female. With a small
shriek of anger, she glared dangerously at her fake self and brought up a fist.

�� GET
THE HELL OUT OF MY BODY OR I�LL BEAT YOUR ASS OUT!�

�� Such language, Sakura-San, such language.�

�� Consider
that your final warning.�

�� Without
any further indications, the true pink haired kunoichi
began to launch attacks against her clone. Hit for hit, each attack was
deflected. This routine went on for a long while past the point in which Sakura
would have normally called it quits a long while ago.

�� It
was at this point that Sakura, in the midst of an attack, finally gained sight
of something interesting. Her fake self would leave her back open for a second
or two when executing a downward straight kick with her left leg. Though it may
have only been a tiny opening, it was worth a shot at taking advantage of the
situation. Pulling a Kunai to hand, Sakura once again launched into her normal
forced attacks. She received the same thing back; effectively nullifying the
originals. Finally, the clone pulled up and came down hard � left leg out for
another downward hit.

�� Got you.�

�� Spinning
at the last moment towards her clone, instead of away, Sakura swerved and swung
the Kunai up and true. She watched as the blade danced inches away from the fake�s back and for the copy to stagger away. Sakura
smirked. Though the blade did not touch the fake physically, she�d forced
chakra to extend around the Kunai�s blade. With luck,
even the missed blow should have hit a few good nerves in the back.
�� Sakura
was about to comment until the copy halted and a clean rip was heard. Sakura
felt her face slowly heat up as she realized not only was her attack effective
for damage against the opponent; but it seemed to have made quick work of the
fake�s top as well. Sakura was glued to the spot as she watched her copy�s
signature red top split down the center and flutter to the ground below.

�� Uh-oh.�

�� Sakura
gaped at the discarded cloth for a moment, as if trying to will her brain to
understand exactly what had happened. However as her gaze turned upward, and
onto the clone now facing her, she felt a streak of hostel anger surge right
through her, followed closely by a streak of immense fear.
Though her copy
was not completely without clothing on her upper half (and thank Kami for that), she was however wearing the exact copy of
one of her more personal under-garments. No question about it; lacy, pink and
the tiny little flower in the center. She�d never shown it to anyone; not even Ino (regardless of how many times the two went cloths
shopping for cute things). The only way anyone could even possibly know about
that was if they�d been in her �.

�� You Bastard.�

�� I can explain��
��
�� I�m going to kill you so it doesn�t
matter.�

�� You know, Sakura-Chan, if you would
maybe tidy up your room a little, then perhaps people would not see the things
you leave lying around?�

�� THAT IS NOT THE POINT! I DIDN�T ASK YOU TO TAKE ME HOME! NOW GET OUT OF MY
BODY BEFORE SOMEONE SEES ME..er,
you, ARGH, YOU AS ME!�

An angry Sakura
was a very scary, and very powerful, Sakura, so at once, the clone broke �
causing both it and the fallen material to vanish in a wave of smoke, as the
real person was revealed behind it all: one anxious looking Green Beast.
�� Glaring
dangerously, the girl growled as she stomped closer to the other nin, and coming within reach,
grabbed the neck of his jumpsuit and yanked it tightly forward. Effectively she
was forcing the man to be face to face with her, which wasn�t all that hard as
over the years Sakura had finally hit her final height of 5�8�.

�� I�ll
give you five seconds to explain why in the name of Hell you would even do that.�

�� I
really don�t think-�

�� Damn
right you don�t, now you�re wasting time. Three��

�� If
you must know, it�s because I�I can�t��

�� Can�t
what? Four��

�� I
can�t do any less.�

�� Sakura
raised an eyebrow at the man, clearly confused at his words; though it didn�t
exactly abate the anger. Huffing lightly, she left her grip go. Crossing her
arms, Sakura stared up at him.

�� And
that means what exactly?�

�� Gai sighed, and rubbed at his neck where the suit had
pinched under the woman�s grip. Frowning lightly, the older nin closed his eyes lightly, as if trying to form the
conversation in his head before launching into it. Looking back up into the
sky, which was now an array of oranges, pinks and blues, Gai
dropped his hands to his sides.

�� As
everyone knows, I am Konoha�s Taijutsu
Master � though it seems Lee will take my place any day now.�

�� A small
smile placed across the man�s face at the thought of student surpassing
teacher. It only stayed for a moment as Gai went back
over the topic at hand.

�� So everything I do is geared towards that art; the Art of Taijutsu and extensions of the hand-to-hand combat style,
such as when I use my Nunchaku.�

�� Sakura
listened quietly, though her stance was a bit more relaxed as she had lost a
bit of her heat; for her anger was slowly beginning to become taken over by
curiosity and confusion.

�� Due to this, everyone assumes that I either can�t use Ninjutsu and Genjutsu, or that I
just don�t use either, because I don�t need it. Granted I do not use either as
other shinobi do, but the fact of the matter is that
I can. Yet that is where the problem lies.�

�� How
is it a problem that you can use them?�

�� The
fact is that when I do, I do them too well. I use them�.too much. Overly. This is the problem.�

�� So
then, just don�t use them so heavily like that.�

�� Gai smiled sadly and shook his head.

�� That
is part of the problem. I can�t regulate them in the way that you can. All my
life I have trained myself with straining and harsh conditions. That is what�s
gotten me to where I am today with my Taijutsu.
However, it seems I cursed myself as well. When I was younger, I was terrible
at almost everything. Like Lee, I had to work hard and put every ounce of
effort into every training exercise I received.�

�� Sakura
frowned a little and tilted her head.

�� How
would that hinder you?�

�� Every
time I was given a Ninjutsu to work on, or a Genjutsu to use, I would throw my entire effort into it.
Many of these techniques as you know need to be slowly built into. Steps are
needed to follow through and train one�s body and chakra for them. I chose to
ignore this. I was able to pull them off through my awkward ways of training,
but the cost was great. I preformed them well. Too well.
One use of a Goukakyuu jutsu at that age and I was almost
depleted for the rest of the day. Others were easier, and sometimes worse. Heh, I once tried a fire jutsu
that landed me in the hospital for four days.�

�� Sakura
hide a smirk to herself, vaguely wondering if this was the incident Tsunade-sama had told her about earlier that day.

�� The
point is, that due to the way I trained in these aspects, is that I can�t
regulate the jutsu. I can only perform it, and expect
it to be intense. That said, any time I use a Henge jutsu, I can only produce something that is a completely authentic
copy. That is what I meant when I said I could not do less. My body and mind
instinctively have me use my full efforts, and resolve the jutsu
from there.�

�� After
hearing all this, Sakura could only blink and stare. She�s truly never heard of
a case in which someone�s training caused such a happening. Though the idea
sounded logical, and after running over the previous day�s little session in
her mind, she could understand now why some of those jutsus
had been so intense.

�� I
had no idea.�

�� Of
course you didn�t. No one knows this except the very select few. For safety
reasons, if you will. Now then, I�d say you were done for today. You should
rest up for tomorrow.�

�� Sakura
nodded and began to pad back over to her bag, but stopped after a few steps.

�� Wait,
what�s tomorrow?�

�� We�ll
be heading out on an early mission!� Gai gave her a
wide smile.

�� Sakura
gave a look of pure and complete confusion and pursed her lips.

�� We? Who is �we?� �

�� My Team and you.�

�� Sakura
narrowed her eyes in further confusion.

�� Why
was I not informed of this earlier?�

�� That
was the very reason I was sent out to find you. I was going to inform you that
you would be joining my team for the mission tomorrow, which
I will be going over once more when we are all at the gate; and before you ask,
I requested an extra person for this mission. Tsunade-sama
was the one who suggested taking you along.�

�� I
see.� Sakura mumbled, not sure whether to thank the woman, or put chili power
in her sake.
��
�� Guess
I will need sleep then.� Sakura gave a half grin, before turning back to get
her things.

Removing a small
cloth, she wiped her brow and downed the rest of her water. Rummaging around in
her bag for a moment, pushing away various items, Sakura reflected over the previous
conversation. She wondered if there was a way to medically correct such extreme
cases of jutsu use; but then she pushed the idea
aside. If one�s body had been honed to do this from day one, then altering it
could be just as bad as the act itself.
Stopping a moment
when her hand hit an extra top she�s packed for emergencies, Sakura frowned.
Something was nagging her. Something about Gai�s
statement � true or not � rang in her ear that something was a bit�smudged.
Turning back to look behind her, she could still see the older jounin was just now leaving the clearing. Standing up
quickly, Sakura called back to him.

�� Gai-San!�

Stopping a moment
and looking back, Gai turned back to the approaching kunoichi, seeming to miss the personal notation.

�� You needed something, Sakura-San?�

�� Not really, I just�wanted to thank
you. For telling me about all that.�

�� Think nothing of it.�

Sakura nodded and
gave a small smile.

�� I guess in a way you can see it as
very impressive. I mean, you were able to make such a perfect clone of me.
Probably could do anyone that well.�

A light, almost
unnoticed tint of red could be seen on the older one�s cheeks; but only if you
were looking for it.

�� Well, perhaps, I guess��

�� Though I guess I�m flattered,
really.�

�� How so?�

�� Well, if what you said was true,
about needing to be correct, then I guess I�m just flattered that you would
have chosen my more accenting bra than the plain white one I was wearing the
night of the party.� Sakura casually spoke, with a light voice.

She had
remembered how she�d woken up with them still on, yet in her night shirt;
meaning the man had someone helped her change into, at the time, cleaner
clothing.
Gai gave a little shrug.

�The
pink one was cuter.�

�� Sakura�s
light expression suddenly changed into one of pure evil. It was this change of
expressions in which Gai finally realized he�d fallen
into a trap and had just given himself away. Needless to say, the man didn�t
get very far before falling to the wrath of the very powerful and very scary
pink hair kunoichi.

x chapter 3 x

AN: Quick word to say that, chapter 4 is
already underway, and is, fufuf, Action intense. Also,
the background and theories are all my own; though the ages of Gai becoming Genin and Chuunin are accurate. Anywho,
hope this chapter was worth the wait.
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