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Sacrificial Beauty	By : tillean Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2373 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5: Questionable Beginnings
“Baa-chan!” The loud crash of Tsunade’s door against the wall was one she had been expecting, but was no less unwanted. As she looked up from the piles of paperwork threatening to topple over at the sudden intrusion, Tsunade couldn’t help the annoyed twitch of her eyebrow at his ‘oh so affectionate’ nickname. One of these days she would teach him to respect his elders…
“Naruto!” Even Naruto wasn’t stupid enough to continue on the tirade he had come to deliver when Tsunade stood over her desk and looked at him as if the pits of hell resided in her eyes. He shut up, but he marched up to her desk and mimicked her own pose, standing over the desk with hands slammed onto the surface, nose to nose with his irate leader; Shizune unobtrusively stepping into the room behind him and closed the door.
“Kakashi-sensei would NEVER betray Konoha.” His tone was firm, but quiet. The fact that he wasn’t yelling up a storm was enough of a surprise in itself that Tsunade was forced to really look at him.
He had changed so much in the last four years; he was no longer the boy who had bet her that he could master the Rasengan in a week. He was now a man who had withstood the betrayal of his best friend and the death of his master. The fire of Konoha burned brightly in his eyes; eyes that were currently burning for answers, answers she couldn’t give.
“Naruto…” Her voice was calm now, but no less stern. “Regardless of what any of us believed Kakashi capable of yesterday, today this is the truth.” His eyes burned and she continued before he could stick his nose into things and botch the mission before it even had a real beginning.
“I don’t have time to argue this with you Naruto, I have to go investigate this myself, and before you get any ideas, NO, you can’t help.”
“Baa-chan, Kakashi-sensei wouldn’t do these things and I can prove…”
“Enough!” Her tone was enough to stop him mid sentence and his eyes bore into hers, a challenge that she knew she couldn’t entirely back down from. She had been prepared for this and she really couldn’t see another option right now; but damn it he was making everything so much more complicated!
“You already have a mission waiting for you.” The shock of her words caused his to stand upright, no words immediately forthcoming.
Reaching into her top desk drawer, Tsunade pulled out a scroll she was hoping she wouldn’t have to use; a mission she hadn’t wanted to give him quite yet, but there didn’t seem to be another option right now.
“Itachi’s death was almost six months ago now, but not only has Sasuke not returned, but we haven’t heard any reports about his recent activity…” She stared at him hard, willing him to understand how important this was, praying he wouldn’t choose Kakashi over Sasuke.
“This is his last chance Naruto, if you can’t bring him back this time I’m going to have to send the hunter-nin next.” His posture was stiff and she could read the tension and pain in his eyes, he didn’t want to make this choice.
“… I guess Sakura-chan and I…” Tsunade cut him off.
“Sakura is already on a long term mission.” His jaw clenched along with his fist and when he opened his eyes they were red, but his voice was deadly calm.
“Fine… then who do I get?” Tsunade was glad that she would be killing two birds with one stone, but she really hated being the Hokage sometimes. Like now, when she had to spend a day lying to the people she cared about, and then had to send them out on dangerous missions so they wouldn’t have the time to figure out she was lying… Which was why she had put Naruto in charge of this mission despite Shikamaru’s obvious seniority, Shikamaru would have figured things out before she had even finished explaining the mission. Kami-sama, she wanted a drink.
“Shikamaru, Hinata, and Sai. Naruto, I’m letting you lead this mission because no one alive knows Sasuke better than you, but you damn well better listen to Shikamaru if you want to be successful.” He growled and flexed his hands into fists, but she waited until he nodded to continue.
“Gather them now and head out as soon as you’re ready.” His nod was stiff and the door slammed closed behind him with as much force as it had opened when he stormed past Shizune to gather his team.
Tsunade sighed heavily. He was angry… but at least she could be sure he wouldn’t be going after Kakashi anytime soon. That was something at least.
“Tsunade-sama, I don’t think that choosing Naruto for this mission was a…” Tsunade’s glared hard enough to make Shizune shut her mouth mid sentence.
“I don’t want to hear your doubts about Naruto’s abilities or qualifications Shizune, I don’t want to hear a word about the Kyuubi not leaving Konoha; and so help me if you go behind my back to the council again I’m going to forget about our years together and show you just how angry I can get…” Shizune gulped and looked away from her in shame.
It was true, she should have learned by now that Naruto was a whole lot more dependable than he appeared; but it was hard to see past the idiotic, bungling face that he usually wore, especially when the only other side of him she usually saw was the barely controlled one that had just left the office. Nonetheless, she should at least know Tsunade-sama well enough by now to know that she didn’t make such decisions lightly.
“Hai, sumimasen Hokage-sama.” Shizune felt like a child, looking down at her feet in shame, but at the feeling of a hand on her shoulder she looked up to see the sad, half-smile on Tsunade’s lips.
“Come on Shizune, we have work to do.” Shizune gazed back in question as Tsunade walked past her and opened the door.
“Hokage-sama?” Tsunade answered without turning back.
“We have to give Hatake’s case a full investigation. Come.”
“Hai!” Shizune moved quickly to catch up and fall into step with the Hokage as they made their way outside. There were more things to worry about than her minor infraction.
Tsunade herself didn’t even think about their minor altercation after it was over though. Already she hadn’t imagined all of this taking as long as it had.
The meeting with the hunter-nins hadn’t taken more than ten minutes, but she hadn’t counted on Naruto barging into her office only a couple minutes after they had left… He must have been in the lounge downstairs when Shizune made the initial announcement… but it didn’t matter, in the end she had known it would come to this, which is why she had prepared that scroll in the first place.
As she and Shizune jumped from rooftop to rooftop towards Kakashi’s apartment, a nondescript Anbu fell in beside them. She knew he was the investigations-nin she had sent for; she also knew that she couldn’t let him see the actual battle scene before she had had a chance to see it for herself.
When they slipped in through the living room window Tsunade made sure to assign the other two the more innocent living room and kitchen, taking the bedroom for herself.
It surprised her to find Genma looking like a corpse in a pool of his own cold blood, and for a moment she thought that Kakashi had inadvertently killed him, but when she got closer she realized that Sakura had engineered his appearance of death. He was actually just sleeping so deeply that his heart barely beat.
With a bite of her finger she summoned one of her slugs to take Genma back to his apartment. When she had the time later she would pull him out of the sleeping jutsu, but for now she had enough to deal with making this betrayal look real. They needed to create an uproar big enough to catch the attention of the organization Kakashi was trying to infiltrate after all.
Tsunade took her time looking around at the scene, making adjustments if she thought it might help: Scattering some clothes in their drawers, tipping a framed photo in the window sill over, and generally making it a look as if they had left in a hurry. Kakashi was really such a clean freak; it was making her job harder…
After almost fifteen minutes she decided that it would pass inspection and re-entered the living room. “Anything?” The two nin studiously searching through the large room turned to her and shook their heads.
“There are no signs that anyone other than Hatake has even been here… other than that hole in the wall behind you.” After Shizune finished speaking the Anbu spoke as well.
“There are no signs that ANYONE has been here. It’s as if Hatake Kakashi didn’t even live here, it’s just… too clean.” Tsunade frowned, she knew Kakashi was always annoyingly clean, but she’d swear that he had even bleached the damn counters just to annoy her. Damn him.
“There’s more in the bedroom, enough that you can tell he was in a hurry to leave, but it’s not much. I’ve taken care of the body already, but I’d like the investigations department to look over the room more closely I want to know everything you get, even if it seems insignificant.” The Anbu nodded once with a small bow and was gone in a puff of smoke to carry out her orders.
Shizune looked at Tsunade with a deep furrow marring her brow. “So Kakashi, THE Hatake Kakashi, has really betrayed Konoha…” Tsunade sighed, this had been one of the things she had been trying to avoid, direct confirmations… She really didn’t want to completely destroy Kakashi’s credibility. In fact, she hoped to cultivate JUST enough doubt so that when he returned and the truth was revealed people would be able to accept him back without question. If only they could be so fortunate.
“So long as that Anbu remains dead, yes… only time will tell what the repercussions from all this will be. For now I’m going to act on the worst assumptions and hope for the best.” She knew Shizune would take this sentiment as her worry for Konoha, but her real worry was for Sakura and Kakashi. They weren’t going to have it easy when they got back.
With a sigh Tsunade let go of her thoughts and signaled Shizune to follow as she left the immaculate apartment for her office with an unending pile of paperwork and a very large bottle of sake.

Sweat streaked through the dirt that had lightly caked Sakura’s face. The last two days of travel had been hard and had taken more out of her than she had anticipated. Even with her healing abilities Sakura had still been in a small amount of pain from the loss of her virginity. She could ignore it for the most part but the constant travel was beginning to wear on her.
The first twenty-four hours had been grueling and non-stop (except for bathroom breaks) travel toward Grass country, not that Sakura complained. Over the years team seven and then team Kakashi had traveled like this many times, they had just never done it while being hunted by their own Anbu before…
When Kakashi had finally signaled a stop Sakura had quickly sat down and pulled out her canteen of water, relaxing as much as she could during the small respite. (You didn’t pass up any opportunity to rest when traveling with the Copy Nin)
They hadn’t been resting for more than a few minutes when they felt the approaching chakra of a high level shinobi. There was always the possibility that whoever it was hadn’t been one of the Anbu after them with instructions to kill Kakashi, but it was more practical to continue on without rest than to stay and find out.
Since then Kakashi had insisted that she take a soldier pill to keep going, but he had yet to take one himself. It had been twenty hours since then.
Sakura attempted to wipe the sweat streaming down her brow but succeeded only in smearing the dirt into mud across her face. She could tell that Kakashi was gradually slowing down and hoped for both their sakes that he was finally going to allow them to stop and get some sleep.
But he didn’t stop. The minutes began to drag and in the end it was another hour before his hand finally raised to signal a stop.
Sakura landed on the branch next to him and instantly extended her senses to check for danger to be sure she hadn’t missed anything, but there was nothing. Kakashi jumped to the ground and sat down with his back to the tree Sakura was still in and chewed a soldier pill before pulling out his well-worn copy of Icha-Icha Paradise. After a moment he looked up at her.
“You should sleep now Saki, we can’t rest together until we know we’re safely away.” His words had the instant effect of putting Sakura into what she was beginning to think of as ‘Saki’ mode, looking down timidly and agreeing without question.
She leapt down and landed next to him gracefully before dropping her pack and pulling out the only bedroll they had packed. After a moment of thought, she looked up at him from her crouched position. “Sensei, may I…” A false blush colored her cheeks and she pointedly studied her hands.
Kakashi smiled and prompted her. “May you…?” She shook her head but after a moment looked up at him with hopeful eyes.
“May I use your lap as my pillow?”
The blush that covered her cheeks might almost have been real Kakashi thought as he lightly patted his leg in invitation. The smile his motion brought was undoubtedly real, and Kakashi didn’t bother to hide his amusement at ‘Saki’s’ antics. If nothing else, Sakura was getting used to her role.
It didn’t bother him when she spread out the bedroll next to him and laid her head in his lap, (he hadn’t really planned on moving anyway) but as she drifted off to sleep his eye was drawn to her sleeping face.
Because he knew this was Sakura he could see all the little discrepancies between the real thing and ‘Saki;’ but he didn’t think anyone else would see the light web of perfectly healed scars across her pale hands, or notice that her green eyes held knowledge beyond even her true years, or that her perfect trust in him was more than a girl’s belief in her lover.
She knew that he could protect her. The bond of teammates went beyond a lover’s when it came to trust… but no one else would see any of this, only him.
Kakashi sighed, it didn’t bother him too much that his reputation was being trashed… well not enough to not take the mission at least, but he really wished that he could have come up with an excuse to put some of his things into storage before they left.
There hadn’t been enough time to come up with an excuse that might not have tipped somebody off, but at least he had been able to bring both of his Icha-Icha novels; because he wasn’t likely to ever see anything else that had been his again. Most likely it had already all been confiscated and either burned or set aside for further study.
His thoughts were disturbed when Sakura began to snore lightly and Kakashi couldn’t help but to smile faintly. He had taken the soldier pill so that Sakura could sleep, knowing that it would be better for them both if he didn’t sleep until they were a little further into Grass country. They had entered Grass territory almost ten hours ago, but one didn’t take chances unnecessarily.
Grass was filled with more danger than Fire country for two missing nin from Konoha, but as least here there wasn’t anyone specifically hunting them… unless of course the hunter nins had been able to track him across the border.
But Kakashi wasn’t in every Bingo Book for nothing, and he was confident enough in his skills to allow Sakura to sleep now. He just wasn’t cocky enough to sleep himself until he felt more secure about whether they were still being pursued or not.
As Sakura drifted into deeper sleep Kakashi tucked a straying strand of black hair behind her ear, wishing vaguely that it was pink… but the thought didn’t bare dwelling on and he forced the thought away and began reading again. He remained alert to his surroundings even as he contained the giggle threatening to escape him as he re-read the last paragraph again.
He had every intention of allowing Sakura to sleep for at least ten hours, as the after effects of the soldier pill was unlikely to allow her to sleep any less than that anyway, but he saw no reason not to enjoy this respite to its fullest.
In the end it was fourteen hours later that Sakura awoke groggily to the incessant shaking of her shoulder and she threw a well-aimed punch at whoever was trying to wake her. Her eyes went wide with surprise when a strong hand caught her wrist before her fist could make impact… most people couldn’t block her.
Blinking away the sleep from her eyes she finally realized exactly whom she had been trying to deck. “Sensei?” Kakashi smiled as he let go of her wrist, using his now free hand to tuck a wisp of hair behind her ear.
“It’s time to go Saki.” Sakura forced a smile and cuddled his hand to her face for a moment before standing and packing away their bedroll. When she finished Kakashi was already waiting for her, and with a simple nod of his head they were off again, running on the ground now as the trees thinned out into rolling hills of tall grass.

Ino cursed the fact that Sakura had gone off on an adventure and left her here for the tenth time that day. Not that she would have wanted to go with her or anything, but she needed her. “Damn it!” She swore as she tripped over the pile of clothes littering her floor.
A faint, “troublesome” could be heard on the other side of her bedroom door before a light nock echoed into the space. Ino yanked the door open to see Chouji standing with his hand poised to nock again and behind him a lounging Shikamaru.
Face still in a scowl Ino held out her arms for inspection. “Well?” She was wearing a dark blue dress with long sleeves and a high collar with the skirt ending just above her knees. But for all that it didn’t show anything it hugged her figure like a glove, the perfect balance between sexy and conservative. After a moment of their observation she looked pointedly at the supposed genius.
“You look fine Ino.” She glared at Shikamaru’s uncaring tone and stepped forward to let him know her displeasure when Chouji stopped her by lightly grabbing her shoulder.
“You look great Ino.” When she looked at him he smiled. “I’m sure this is what you should wear for your date with Neji-san tonight.” For a moment Ino was undecided on if she still wanted to wallop Shikamaru or not, but in the end she took a deep breath, allowing herself to let it go and smiled.
“Thanks Chouji!” She couldn’t help but squeeze one of Chouji’s large hands between both of hers before leveling Shikamaru with another glare and entering the bathroom to her right and applying her make-up. It wasn’t too ostentatious, just some mascara to accentuate her large blue eyes and a shell colored lipstick that she favored.
By all rights it should be Sakura here, attempting to help her decide what to wear. Ino always took great pleasure in ignoring her opinion entirely, she always got a certain confidence in proving Sakura wrong… but she supposed that her team could do in a pinch.
When she stepped out of the bathroom to put on her matching dark blue close toed heels Ino glanced at the clock and almost fainted on the spot. “What the hell!? Why didn’t you guys tell me it was so late? I’m supposed to meet Neji-san at the restaurant in fifteen minutes!” The two teens turned to each other as if looking for the right response but said nothing.
“Arg! Forget it! Just get out so I can leave then!” She fairly shoved them out the front door before grabbing her purse and locking the door behind her and walking toward the restaurant.
Shikamaru watched her for a moment before shrugging and turning in the other direction, Chouji close behind; but just as Ino was about to turn the corner she stopped suddenly and turned back around. “Shika! Chouji!” The two men turned back to see Ino smile her brightest smile with a wave. “Wish me luck!” Even Shikamaru couldn’t resist the small smile that tugged at his lips when she was so happy, and Chouji grinned outright and called back.
“Good luck Ino-chan!” Ino frowned for a moment over him using the chan suffix, but she couldn’t hold down her smile and in a moment she was off again, heading towards what could be either the worst or best idea she had ever had.
Despite ‘running late,’ it only took Ino five minutes to get to Goemon’s. It was a nice place, not expensive enough to require fancy clothing or special occasions, but it was a far cry from the ramen stand Naruto seemed to eat the majority of his meals at and she didn’t stand out as overdressed.
At lunch time Ino might have been overdressed, but at this time of night there were enough people here on dates and more formal occasions that she looked well dressed without standing out as ostentatious.
She was glad that Neji had chosen their meeting place, she might have chosen somewhere nicer and then if it hadn’t gone well she would have been out a prospective husband as well as a substantial amount of her savings fund. They had agreed to pay for themselves on this first (hopefully only the first of many) dates intended to allow them to get to know each other. This way there was nothing to worry about.
When Ino entered she looked around briefly before walking up to the hostess who smiled politely. “Excuse me, would you happen to know if Hyuuga Neji has arrived yet?” After glancing down at her reservations list the woman looked back up at her.
“He has not arrived yet, but he did make a reservation. If you would like, we can seat you now and escort the gentleman to you when he arrives.” Ino sighed but forced herself to keep up a light smile despite her nerves.
“That would be fine, thank you.” The hostess escorted her to a table near the back of the dining room next to a window. It was fairly obvious that the section was closed except for their table and Ino worried that perhaps Neji had gone to the trouble to pay extra so that their conversation could be kept between them. Not that she minded… it just seemed like too much effort for something that might not even work out.
Ino forced herself to stop worrying about it overly much and busied herself with looking over the menu until she caught sight of Neji in the corner of her eye being escorted towards her. She stood to greet him and then promptly forgot whether it was appropriate to shake his hand or just nod; but before she could decide he interrupted her worried thoughts.
“Please, sit Ino-san.” She sat again with a slightly nervous smile and racked her brain to figure out what she was supposed to say.
For the longest time Ino had wanted her first everything to be with Uchiha Sasuke, but that dream had died for her when he betrayed the village. It didn’t matter how handsome he was or whether he ever came back or not, she just couldn’t love someone who would betray the village. And after realizing that the thing she had treasured as her ultimate goal was gone she had thrown herself into training, searching for new purpose, and medical training had given it to her.
Unlike Sakura, she wasn’t training under the great Tsunade-sama, and Ino would never be referred to as a ‘mini Tsunade,’ but that didn’t matter to her. Ino had wanted to learn medical jutsu so that she could never be useless in battle again, but she would never have the amount of Charka control Sakura did.
What mattered though wasn’t her ‘rivalry’ with Sakura- that was really more of a game nowadays anyway, but that she was able to stand with her comrades on equal footing. Between the medical training and the more advanced mind control jutsu her father had spent months drilling into her head, Ino would never be called useless again, and that’s all that really mattered.
But for all her hard work to become a shinobi all of Konoha could be proud of, Ino had never been on a real date before. She’d been asked out a time or two, but she had just been too busy with her team and training to accept. So needless to say, she was currently nervous as all hell.
“Um, did you reserve this whole section?” Ino winced internally, she hadn’t meant for that to come out the way it had.
Neji nodded once and an awkward silence settled over them until the waiter came over to get their drink orders, neither of them getting anything other than water. After he left to grab their water and give them a moment to deicide their orders Neji cleared his throat.
“Maybe it would be best if we placed our orders before beginning our… discussion.” Ino nodded and couldn’t help giving him a relieved smile as she looked down at her menu.
It irked her that she was so nervous she could barely speak; this wasn’t like her at all! She could just hear Sakura taunting her and she hated it. So after the waiter had returned with their drinks and taken their orders she took a deep breath, forcing herself to think clearly. After all, the worst thing that could happen was Neji saying that he didn’t want to marry her… Her pride could probably survive that, but she would gain nothing by sitting here in this stupid matter. May as well jump in.
“I’m bossy.” Neji looked up in surprise at her confession, but she if she stopped she’d lose her nerve, so she stubbornly continued. “I like getting my way and grumble when I’m forced to give in when I don’t want to. I want at least three kids but I refuse to give up being a kunoichi. I could never be a timid doll of a wife, and I know next to nothing about the proper things to do in formal situations.”
The air seemed to be too thick to breathe and Ino was afraid she might choke, but she had to finish what she was saying.
“But I don’t give up easily and I’m determined enough to get through the bad times and work towards the good, and… I won’t commit myself to this unless I’m sure neither of us will change our minds down the road and regret it.”
Ino felt better for getting that out, but she couldn’t help the knot tightening in her stomach at the blankly frozen expression on Neji’s face. For a full beat after she finished speaking he simply looked at her intently before his shoulders relaxed marginally and he allowed himself a small smirk that she couldn’t read at all.
“I don’t back down on something when I’m right. I won’t cajole you or argue with you if I feel you’re being irrational. I would be happy with two children but my family would prefer upwards of six. I don’t do public displays of affection; and my family is more often formal than informal.”
For a second Ino thought that he was done speaking and she didn’t know what she was supposed to say. Had he just rejected her or set some ground rules? But before she could think on it too deeply he continued.
“However, I would have no aversion to helping you learn anything you wished. I would never ask you to give up being a kunoichi, and if I decide to commit myself to you I will not change my mind or regret the decision unless you do.”
For long moments after he finished speaking Ino simply absorbed his words before she finally smiled in a relaxed sort of way. “I think that’s the most I’ve ever heard you speak, let alone all at once.” Neji shrugged off her teasing tone.
“It was important.” And suddenly they could both breathe comfortably again.

Sakura would rather listen to Ino gloat for hours than stay still for another second, but she’d do it anyway because that’s what a good pillow did. This thought might have been enough to stave off her ire if it were not for the fact that the man she was playing pillow for was Hatake Kakashi; specifically one Hatake Kakashi who drooled and groped her in his sleep.
Kakashi had finally been satisfied that they were far enough into Grass for him to sleep fifteen hours after he had woken her. (Though now she suspected that he had only stopped to keep himself from passing out.)
As soon as she had dropped her pack he had pulled out the bedroll. Then he had turned to her with his most charming smile and told her to “be a good pillow” before promptly falling asleep in her lap. It irked her, but she had suppressed the urge to hit him in favor of waiting until she was sure he was fully asleep to swipe his precious Icha-Icha.
Those first ten hours had been good; Sakura had been surprised to find Jiraiya’s book contained more plot than sex, and was even more surprised to find herself suppressing her laughter. Most of the humor was dry and intelligent and Sakura smiled at the thought that Naruto had found the book boring. Really though, most of the humor was beyond him.
It never ceased to amaze her that for how much Naruto had matured when it came to battle and strategy, his social skills had hardly aged a day… but she supposed that that was part of his charm. Uzumaki Naruto, deadly idiot and future Hokage hopeful. It was enough to make her shake silently with suppressed laughter at his expense.
Sakura was entertained by both her thoughts and Kakashi’s book, and was in a rather good mood despite her desire to move… at least until Kakashi began to drool a variable puddle into her lap.
At first she thought this was a sign that he would wake soon and had quickly returned his book to his kunai pouch, but even then he didn’t wake up.
After an hour spent analyzing how he was physically able to drool on her through his mask, she felt his hands grip the globes of her ass appreciatively. She had almost beaten him at that point, but had run her fingers through his hair instead by force of will, knowing that ‘Saki’ would never beat Kakashi… even if he was a drooling, groping, pervert…
But three hours later she was still sitting there with his hands gently gripping her posterior like a child cuddling a teddy bear, and even thinking of the mission couldn’t stop the angry eye twitch when he began to grip her harder.
“Kakashi!” Sakura shoved at his shoulder forcefully, deciding that he had had at least as much sleep as she had.
Unfortunately Kakashi seemed determined to keep sleeping and only seemed to pull her closer and variably nestle his face in her crotch. “Kakashi, wake up!” Kakashi’s one exposed eye opened lazily and looked at her intently, giving Sakura the distinct impression that he had been awake for a while.
“What’s wrong Saki-chan?” Sakura bit her inner cheek at his emphasis of chan and smiled sweetly.
“My leg is cramping Kakashi-sensei.” He smiled blithely at her, giving her ass one more firm squeeze before sitting up and scratching the back of his head.
“That’s too bad; I was having such a wonderful dream…” Sakura held in her commentary and filed it away as something she would exact payback for when the mission was over. It was a list that was rapidly growing longer.
Stretching her legs out and rubbing the numbness out of her right leg Sakura groaned appreciatively at the return of blood to her limb. She was caught off guard however when Kakashi kneeled and began to do the same to her left leg. He smiled benignly at her, as if what he was doing was not completely out of character for him; but Sakura had no intention of complaining.
When she could suitably feel her limbs again she smiled her thanks and stood to gather their things, but before she could get more than a step away from him her stomach let out a loud growl. Kakashi snickered for a moment before his own stomach responded in kind and Sakura laughed as he gave his stomach a look of distain, she poked him in the chest.
“Okay Sensei, if you get a fire started I’ll get some fish from the stream we passed about a mile back.” Kakashi nodded without response. Sakura knew better than to think much of it, he wasn’t really the chatty type. And despite the mission calling for the two of them to be constantly close, Kakashi was still Kakashi… unlike Sakura.
It wasn’t until after they had both eaten and were on their way again that Sakura allowed herself to think about the fact that Kakashi had blatantly groped her for an undetermined amount of time. It had definitely been intentional.
Of course she realized that he was just trying to get her accommodated to the way things were going to be between them for months to come, but did he have to drool on her too? …Or did he really just drool that much in his sleep? She didn’t remember him ever drooling in the past, but then again, she’d never served as his pillow either.
Sakura sighed, she knew that she could do this mission, but how was she ever going to make Kakashi as uncomfortable as she currently was? She really wanted to get back at him for some of these unnecessary things (like drool) but had no idea how to do anything to someone so... Nope, there were no words that could properly describe the being that was Hatake Kakashi.
Devilish didn’t work because he was too good. Upright didn’t work because he was too perverted. Talented was true but implied that he actually tried to be good at something other than fighting.
Sakura blushed as she realized that there was something else that he put effort into being good at… but that really didn’t bare thinking about while they were still on the move.
Shaking off the thought that she was rapidly becoming as perverted as Kakashi, Sakura forced herself to think about the mission. First she and Kakashi would establish themselves in a small town where they would pretend to be trying not to stick out as they waited to make contact.
After they established themselves in the community their actions would be determined by who caught them first; the group they were planning to infiltrate, or Anbu.
They would have to maintain their cover at all times… including nights filled with hot, steamy sex. ‘Hmm… maybe this mission won’t be that bad after all…’ But even that thought faded into the back of her mind when the sight of a small town appeared on the horizon.

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