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A good nights sleep was something that Sakura had been accustomed to receiving over the years. Tonight though… Sleep just wasn't something that she was getting.
Sakura had chosen the room next to Naruto's in the hopes that she could talk to him about their promise later that night, but it seems that someone else had a similar idea. Her first guess would be Gaara, the girl always had a sort of obsessive infatuation with him ever since the Chunin Exams… and judging from what Sakura was hearing through the walls, it had likely bubbled over into something else over the past few years.
The walls in question were rather thin, so it wasn't that hard for Sakura to hear what was going on. The creaking of the bedsprings, the moans of ecstasy, a feminine voice saying his name from time to time… At this point, Sakura was unsure if the room was getting hot, or if it was just her.
However, this… heat, it was different, it actually wasn't some sort of base arousal at all (yet)… Sakura was conflicted. The thought of what was going on in the other room placed her in the valley between jealousy and depression. This was supposed to be her chance to truly figure out what Naruto wanted to do about Sasuke, but sadly, she'd have to wait the night out.
Nothing went right in that cave, she had at least expected Sasuke to have a more neutral than hostile reaction, but even that was far too great a luxury for him to afford. With a tiny bit of distance from the interaction, Sakura could say with certainty that she still had feelings for Sasuke… she hated it, but it was true.
Sakura sat there and thought to herself, wondering if Naruto still truly loved her the way he did when they were younger, she was hoping to find some rationalization for still loving Sasuke and not having fallen for Naruto,
Sakura searched her memory of the past 9 days since Naruto's return, and he'd done absolutely nothing to support that hypothesis. Sakura sighed in despair and picked up the alarm clock next to her bed. She squinted through the darkness and could see that it was still far too early in the morning to stay awake for the rest of the day.
Suddenly, she heard Naruto's grunt through the wall and heard another moan, Sakura could hear a more feminine voice clearly enough to understand it.
"Naruto… Please, do it harder."
Sakura gasped and her face turned pinker than her hair. She could hear the squeaking of the mattress speed up and the moaning increased in volume as well. The only thing that snapped her out of her horrified trance was the sound of small objects clattering to the floor; she looked down and realized that she had completely pulverized the alarm clock in her hand.
Sakura placed the now useless clock in the trash and scooped up the pieces. The instant she dropped the rest of the clock in the bin, she realized she could hear the sound of flesh smacking against flesh. Her fists balled up so tight that her knuckles cracked and her teeth started to grind together.
Sakura felt like the room was boiling, though, in reality, it was just her. She grabbed a towel and some soap and decided it'd be a good time to go take a freezing-cold shower, courtesy of impure thoughts concerning Naruto… again.
As soon as she exited the room, she was treated to an unexpected sight. Chiyo, Kakashi, Temari, and even Shikamaru were in the hallway wearily staring at the door to Naruto's room. They all turned to Sakura for a split second, but immediately returned to staring at the door. Everyone except Kakashi appeared to be somewhere between annoyed and amused… Kakashi was just amused, he calmly scribbled in a notebook and chuckled to himself intermittently.
Sakura pushed through the crowd and squeezed into the bathroom. She placed her things in order and turned on the water, as she mentally prepared herself for the cold, she listened to the conversation outside the door as it began to pick up once again.
"Mataku… Who's gonna tell them to shut up?"
"Not me."
"Oh, really? Temari, she's your sister!"
"Well, he's your teammate… Besides, I'm pretty sure she'd murder whoever ruins this for her?"
"Children, children… Let them have their fun, I believe we have a few extra rooms hidden away on the upper floors… White Fang, what're you writing?"
"… Sentences."
There was the sound of footsteps, as they got quieter and quieter, Sakura heard one final exchange between Shikamaru and Temari.
"... So uh... Round two?"
"I thought you'd never ask, Mr. Sunshine... Let's go on the roof."
Sakura's monster grip created some small fissures in the wash basin, she growled and made the shower's water even colder, apparently everyone except herwas getting cozy that night. She sighed and took a deep breath before taking part in the most uncomfortable cold shower ever. It had only been about 15 minutes before Sakura began to feel like she was beginning to freeze, so she figured that was a good time to get out and try to get some sleep.
When she opened the door, she saw that everyone except Kakashi had left; he was crouching, with his back propped against the circular hallway's wall.
"Hey, Kakashi-sensei, what're you writing?"
He looked up at her and eye-smiled, Sakura could tell he had ulterior motives but decided to hear him out.
Kakashi told her the truth... well, half of it anyway.
"Jiraiya-sama asked me to thoroughly document the events of this trip with detailed notes, you know, the fox and all. I just figured he'd be amused to hear that Naruto got some while he was away."
Sakura stared down at her quizzically; she paused for a moment when she heard another moan. She flexed her hands in annoyance and returned to her train of thought. She immediately became worried about her teammate.
"I-is this about… Naruto's condition?"
Kakashi's eyes widened in surprise… thought mostly in levity. The man would have laughed out loud if it weren't for the legitimately scared look on Sakura's face.
"Yeah… we'll go with that." Kakashi gave her a warm eye-smile.
Sakura nodded and twiddled her thumbs. "So… I'm assuming you haven't noticed anything out of the ordinary have you?"
Kakashi raised his eyebrow. "Aside from the fact that two Jinchuuriki with almost identical backgrounds and worldviews are having sex behind that door?"
Steam hissed off of Sakura's forehead. "…You know what I mean, Kakashi-sensei."
Kakashi chuckled to himself and maintained his little fib concerning his motivations. "…I haven't seen any red lights coming from underneath the door if that's what you're asking."
Sakura exhaled, genuinely relieved. "Oh, thank…"
The pinkette suddenly snapped out of her anxiety and stared her teacher dead in the eye.
"You're hiding something from me."
Kakashi smirked beneath his mask and then, shrugged, he figured he should tell Sakura what was really going on, it would be pretty funny after all.
"Sakura, what's my favorite book?"
She shuddered. "That smutty Icha Icha series..."
Kakashi started to chuckle again. "Alright, very good. Now, who writes them?"
Sakura crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow, she whispered energetically.
"Why would I know that?!"
"Well I'll tell you. Jiraiya-sama writes the series. The most recent editions have been based off of someone you know very well... you get one guess."
Kakashi punctuated his phrase with a small nod to Naruto's door. "But yeah… I'm looking out for demonic chakra too… I guess."
Sakura's toiletries slowly clattered to the floor, this made Kakashi's eye snap to the door to check for movement, but after a few seconds the background moaning continued.
Sakura calmly sat down on the floor and stared at the wall, obviously deep in thought.
'Naruto-kun is a pornstar.'
Sakura's inner companion chimed in as well.
'Hm… Well, not technically at least… So… how about we go and grab a copy from the nearest book store?'
'Eh?! NO!'
'SHANNAROOOOOOO! We're gonna do it whether you like it or not! And THEN?! We're gonna read it cover to cover, IN ONE FUCKING SITTING!'
Sakura's inner monologue was abruptly cut off when she noticed Kakashi waving his hands in front of her face.
"Oi, Sakura-chan. You there? …Why're you smiling like that?"
Sakura's strange expression flipped on a dime as her eyes widened in flustered anxiety.
"I AM NOT!"
The Pinkette immediately slammed her hands over her mouth when she realized that she was screaming, it was here that the moaning coming from Naruto's room had stopped.
She then noticed that there was a slowly advancing current of sand beginning to leak beneath the door. She stared at it in confusion and began to nervously back away from the door. Kakashi had jumped to his feet and fast-walked down the stairs and into the lounge, Sakura instinctively followed her teacher down the stairs. She really didn't want to take her chances finding out what was going on in that room when there was so much sand around for Gaara-chan to disembowel her with.
Kakashi blazed down even more notes intently, from what Sakura could tell, he was muttering something about 'kinky sand', her inner-self put it all together and started feeding her possibilities for erotic uses of sand, especially with the Kazekage's skillset in mind.
The medic-nin stuffed her face into her hands and sat down on the nearest couch. She was a complete mess at this point (… well… relatively speaking, you know, with all things considered), as any calming effect the cold-shower had on her emotional state had been erased in a matter of minutes.
Kakashi completed his detailed scribbling, jotting down the last of his hypothetical uses for erotic sand and earth-jutsu. He then looked at Sakura, who appeared to be having an emotional crisis on the couch, Kakashi sighed when he realized that she was starting to cry a tiny bit.
He sat down on the couch opposite Sakura and whistled to get her attention, she looked up at him and he did a small gesture with his hands, as if permitting her to spill her guts.
Sakura was able to talk in a surprisingly even-tone despite the tears. "I thought I was done crying today, but I guess it just hasn't sunken in yet."
Kakashi raised his eyebrow and thought back to earlier that day and he quickly pieced it all together.
"… So I'm guessing this is about Sasuke. Whenever you're like this, it's always got something to do with him."
Sakura nodded and smiled a tiny bit and tears continued to roll down her face. "It's pathetic really, one makes me cry, feel like I can't do anything right. The other, he makes me smile, he makes me aspire to be something greater than I am…"
Kakashi's eye left Sakura and stared out the window, Sakura could have sworn he had the look of a dead man for a second, but that pang of emptiness on the exposed part of his face, was gone just as quickly as it showed up.
"… You can't control who you fall in love with Sakura. However, you can examine whether or not you love someone because of who they are as a person, or if you love them based on your own perceptions and ideas concerning said person."
Sakura wiped her eyes again and fidgeted.
"… He more or less told me the same thing. I continued to nurture feelings based on… well, you said it yourself, Kakashi-sensei, … I'm not even sure I ever knew what his favorite color was, I only thought about how I could be with him as opposed to how I could understand him… now, I'm stuck in a love triangle that's going nowhere fast."
Kakashi nodded in approval and appeared to lose himself in thought. "It seems you've learned a valuable lesson then. Try and do better this time around… better than we did."
Kakashi trailed off in his last phrase, obviously lost in thought. Sakura looked at her teacher once more, he had that same dead look in his eye.
"Kakashi-sensei, what do you mean 'we did'? I'm not sure I follow."
Kakashi looked at the clock on the far wall, and back at Sakura. "You're not planning on going to sleep anytime soon, are you?"
Sakura glared at the cyclopean ninja. "Are you serious?"
Kakashi absentmindedly scratched his head. "Oh, right. Naruto, thin walls…"
"Please, let's not discuss that anymore, what exactly were you going to tell me?"
Kakashi kicked back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling.
"Once upon a time, there was a boy who loved a girl, his name was Obito..."
Konoha – The Next Morning
Breakfast was always an interesting affair at the Hyuga compound, especially with regards to the clan head and his children. Neji was always invited of course, he always accepted the invitation out of courtesy, despite the awkward nature of his interactions with Hiashi, who, even after recieving Neji's forgiveness, was still unable to look his nephew directly in the eye.
Hinata's eyes would always dart back and forth between her cousin and her father as she alternated between staring and eating. Hanabi was, as usual, inhaling food at an alarming pace for someone of her notably small stature; she only bothered paying attention to the tense situation when her stack of empty dishes was high enough to obscure her face.
Then, the customary icebreaker came. This was a simple question, usually asked by Hiashi, which would snowball the generally silent family gathering into something halfway resembling a normal meal.
Hiashi finally had something after thinking about it the entire night prior, as well as a little bit that morning.
"Hinata. I know you've been busy with your team lately, so I never got the chance to ask you how your date with Uzumaki Naruto went."
The three of them all got varying expressions on their faces. Hinata smiled and turned a bit pink in the face, she stared down at her food bashfully, Neji exhaled slowly, as if holding back a torrent of frustration, and Hanabi, well, she had that devious smirk on her face.
Now, Hiashi of course, already knew the answer to this question, as he'd debriefed Hanabi the instant she'd returned with Neji and Hinata that night, the youngest at the table knew exactly what her father was trying to do.
Hinata composed herself and smiled a tiny bit. "It… was interesting. When all was said and done, everything turned out wonderfully… even in spite of all the things that didn't quite go as planned."
Hiashi nodded. "I assume he treated you with the respect fitting an heiress of the Hyuga clan?"
Hinata turned pink. "Oh! Yes, of course! He was a perfect gentleman!"
Hiashi raised a hand to placate his daughter. "There's no need to worry, I'm just asking about how your night went."
It was here that Neji began to catch on to his uncle's machinations as well.
Hiashi continued. "Hinata, I'd like to ask you one more thing…"
Hinata stared at her father in anticipation.
Hiashi swallowed some more rice before speaking.
"From what I hear, things were quite a bit more than interesting. What's this about an uprooted tree in Konoha Park? Apparently, I've been charged with the removal of an oak tree from the bottom of the lake."
Hinata's face turned bright red and she silently excused herself from the table.
Hiashi exhaled and returned to eating his breakfast, he'd have to make a stop by the bank later that day so he could pay off the tree and other related damages.
Sakura woke up late in the morning, she'd finally managed to go to sleep later that night after things had quieted down. It was about an hour or so before noon and Sakura stared out her window, mentally preparing herself for the day ahead.
Putting on her spare change of clothes, she stepped out of her room and walked to the next room over, she knocked on the door, but there was no answer. She nudged the door open, only to find that the bed had been made and the room was empty. Sakura exhaled and continued down the stairs in hopes of finding Naruto, sadly, he wasn't there either, however, Sakura ran into the next best thing.
"Hey, Shikamaru."
The Nara heir stuffed more jelly candies from the lobby into his pockets and turned to Sakura.
"… You alright? You look like you just got back from a funeral."
Sakura shrugged. ""Alright" is subjective here. I wanted to talk to Naruto, but I think your opinion specifically is just as important."
Shikamaru raised his eyebrow with intrigue. "My opinion? What's this about?"
Sakura leaned on the wall and stared at the patterns on the rug as she spoke to her teammate.
"You were there… when Naruto-kun made his promise to me."
Shikamaru's expression switched once more, he unconsciously placed his hands in their trademark "thinking" position while he listened to Sakura talk.
"Alright. Go on then."
"We… We ran into Sasuke inside the cave yesterday. Judging from what he said to me, even if we managed to bring him back, he'd just hate us for it, it wouldn't fix anything at all. I've been thinking, he told me he was doing this because he wanted to see me happy again. At this point, I'm sure I still want Team 7 to be whole again, but Naruto… I want him to stop all this, before it kills him."
Shikamaru looked at Sakura for a few seconds before he replied. "You can't have it both ways, especially now. You know how Naruto is, I think you dug yourself into a deep hole, both you and I know that he's not gonna stop until you can prove to him, beyond a doubt that..."
Sakura's eyes locked with Shikamaru's. "What are you suggesting? You trailed off."
Shikamaru stared back at her with a slightly annoyed expression. "You know exactly what I mean. I got my own thoughts on this bullshit promise of yours, and I don't like it one bit, Naruto's my friend, but at the end of the day, this is between the two of you. How you go about handling this little circus will decide my opinion on all of it, that's really all I have for you."
Sakura took a defensive posture and fired back.
"I made a mistake Shikamaru, a decision that I immediately regretted after the fact. I'm trying to fix this, so instead of getting angry, maybe you could advise me a place to start. What's done is done, all that matters now is finding a way to undo this mess."
Shikamaru exhaled. "Yeah, sorry about that. It just pissed me off at the time… that you'd do that to him, knowing how he felt about you… So, you wanna fix this? Talk with him, figure out EXACTLY what he wants, fine print and all."
Sakura nodded. "I know, that was the idea from the outset… However, I was hoping for something that I could use later down the road, seeing as I'm going to go find Naruto as soon as we're finished here."
Shikamaru nodded and thought for a second. "Hm. Have you ever tried… just letting go?"
Sakura groaned and walked out of the room. "Not what I was hoping for... but in this case, maybe that really is the only way out of this mess."
Shikamaru smirked and decided to go figure out what Temari was doing.
In comparison to yesterday, Mitsuki could say with certainty that she was feeling significantly more coordinated since her concussion. She stared at Kakashi intently while he sifted through the menu, the diner they had found was quaint, but in a charming way.
Finally, after a long silence Kakashi finally spoke up. "So uh, yeah... there's a reason I dragged you out here."
Mitsuki raised her eyebrow and popped another aspirin, the green glow emanating from her eyes made Kakashi feel a bit nervous, she'd known him long enough to where she knew that he had bad news for her.
"I just got a message from the Hokage... You're mother's moving back to Konoha and..."
Mitsuki sipped her tea and gave Kakashi a blank stare. "... Okay. I thought this was something bad, Kakashi-senpai."
"Ah boy... just read this."
Kakashi rubbed the back of his head and handed the message to Mitsuki. She opened it up and skimmed through the letter.
"Mitsuki-chan, I've got some news for you, whether it's good or bad is... not really something I'm qualified to gauge. So, as you probably foresaw, Yumi has returned to Konoha, however, last night, one of my agents intercepted a suspicious courier within our borders, this courier in question, was carrying the attached note. I'll give you the short version, you can read your brother's letter afterward. - Yes, you read that correctly, Kouta will be stopping through Konoha in just a few days. Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't be much of a problem, but seeing as your mother will be within a 5 mile radius of him within the next week, I implore you to make an attempt to minimize any collateral damage caused by your impending family reunion. Good luck, and get well soon, you're gonna need the rest.
~ Sincerely, Tsunade"
The instant Mitsuki had finished reading the letter from Tsunade, a waitress came up to the table.
"Hi! I'll be your waitress for the day, my name's Rika. What would you like to eat?"
"... Sake... leave the bottle."
"No, you have a concussion, you'll be having water. Rika, the Sake's for me."
The waitress stared at the two ninja apprehensively. "I'll be back to take your order uhh... later."
Kakashi put his menu down. "I'll need to start watching my back, especially since your mom's back in town. You know, when I was a genin, she pinned me to a tree by the crotch of my pants after I was rude to her this one time."
Mitsuki smiled a bit. "With an arrow or a kunai? ... Either way, that sounds about right. You know, that's how she'd punish me and Kouta when we got out of hand, she'd leave us stuck to something until dinner time and come get us just as the sun was setting... Heh, good times."
Kakashi stared at his former subordinate in confusion, her wistful nostalgia was disturbing to say the least, especially judging from his previous encounters with the woman in question.
"So, how's your mom doing exactly?"
Mitsuki shrugged. "She says she's been "whipping town back into shape", whatever that means. It's been five years since she's seen Kouta though, so however good she's feeling will change, very soon apparently."
Kakashi smirked beneath his mask. "So I take it she's got a lot of arrows saved up for your brother then?"
Mitsuki nodded. "While she hasn't told me what she plans on doing, I know for a fact, she's gonna rip him a new one the next time she sees him."
Kakashi eye-smiled. "Well then, you'll have to give me all the details when it happens. I've heard stories, but I've never seen her fight."
Mitsuki smirked. "Don't get too excited. I don't think she's that mad."
Hanabi, after another hour of tinkering with the materials that Ino had given her, had finally managed to complete her contraption. Upon its completion, it appeared to be a bow of some sort, the broom handle had been carefully re-worked into a curved shape, with the spool of ninja-wire hanging on the very tip of the contraption. The bricks attached to the bottom both appeared to serve as a counter-weight to offset the heavy spool of ninja wire, and also, they allowed the bow to stand upright if put down.
Lastly, the metal rings attached were each specially modified to serve a special purpose, one appeared to be a special crosshair sight that had special marks for distance, while the remaining rings sat at the very center of the curved wood, had a small opening that allowed for thin objects to be placed within it.
Hanabi had created a man-portable zip line bow, the applications for it were endless, it didn't have to be carried within a seal, its installment only required one person, and it could be moved and reused after it served its purpose. Of course, with its creator being Hanabi Hyuga… the ingenious device would likely be used for much more… mundane endeavors.
The young genius placed the bow on her shoulder and slipped out of the Hyuga Compound, being extra careful to avoid Neji and Hiashi, as they would either insist on accompanying her, or otherwise force her to take a bodyguard detail with her.
Hanabi zipped along the rooftops and made her way to the training grounds, now that the first part of her plan had been complete, she needed to get some practice in with her new bow. The young girl knew the work ahead would be difficult, especially since she'd never even set her hands on a bow before, but little did she know, she'd make an unlikely acquaintance on the training grounds that day.
When the young Hyuga arrived at the grounds, she immediately realized that she wasn't alone, she looked to the large lake, and at the very center of her field of vision she cast her eyes upon a truly captivating sight.
There was a woman going through some very acrobatic Kata for a form of taijutsu that Hanabi had never seen before. What was interesting about these particular Kata was the face that she appeared to have placed several small training logs in a straight line, each about 2 feet apart.
Despite her pirouettes and acrobatic flips, she was able to gracefully move back and forth along the line of tiny logs without causing any of them fall over. Hanabi could see that the woman's footwork was impeccable, so she sat in her hiding spot and continued to analyze her feet, as well as the manner in which she controlled her center of gravity.
The woman in question had a mature sort of beauty, one that would mark her to be somewhere in her late forties. Hanabi could see that she had wavy black hair with several grey streaks in it, and her skin was a near flawless shade of bronzy tan, and judging from her notable lack of tan-lines, the distinct color was likely her natural complexion. Even though Hanabi was a good distance away, she could tell that this lady was also notably tall for a woman, Hanabi's estimate would put the lady at around 6 feet, possibly taller.
Hanabi tried to glean as much as she could, but eventually realized that she'd have to get a closer look if she wanted to actually learn anything from this strange martial art form that she was witnessing.
Hanabi activated her Byakugan and focused her eyes in on the mystery woman, she of course saw the woman's chakra circulation system, and her field of vision was flooded with that distinct shade of blue, however, there was also another color present, one that Hanabi wasn't used to seeing while her eyes were activated.
Green. Hanabi shook her head and blinked, she was still seeing it. This green 'chakra' appeared to emanate from the woman's eyeballs, while the blue chakra surrounding it had the appearance of a soft fire, the green specs where the lady's eyes would be appeared as if they were two stars floating in a sea of chakra.
Hanabi was so confused by this strange occurrence that she failed to realize that the green orbs appeared to point directly at her for a split second in the middle of one of the woman's graceful summersaults.
After a few more seconds, Hanabi figured she had gleaned all that she could from her observations, so she shifted her weight and started for another nearby training ground. However, her movement was halted when an arrow stuck itself into the tree, millimeters in front of Hanabi's nose. An instant later, Hanabi heard a voice come from the branches above her.
"Hm, not Kouta... my apologies, young Hyuga... You look familiar, might I ask the name of your father?"
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