One-shots will range in genre, length, and Kakasaku intensity. Most have to do with Sakura in awkward situations or interesting dynamics. Requests and suggestions will be taken, let me know if you have an idea you want to see come to life!

*Warning: below fic mentions feminine problems.

Aches

A spike of pain suddenly shot through her abdomen and she cringed—in the millisecond her eyes were closed Sasuke didn't hesitate in aiming a moderate kick to the same spot that pained her. He was surprised when the kick actually connected.

It felt like something inside of her burst. As if the unnecessarily debilitating pains from her menstrual cycle weren't enough, did Sasuke really have to kick her abdomen? On any of the other 23 days of the month she would have blocked it and sent a chakra-infused fist in his face, but on today of all days…

Well, Sakura wouldn't be at all surprised if her uterus just ruptured. That's what it felt like. She coughed and doubled over in pain, clutching her stomach. Black fogged her vision as if someone flickered a light switch, and she collapsed on the ground, groaning.

No kunoichi should have to suffer through this. She could barely think straight. She grit her teeth and then saw Sasuke's shadow fall over her. She stared at his feet as he crouched down.

"Sakura… how could you let that kick land?" His tone of concern was reserved for her apparently deteriorating dodging skills. She moaned in pain again and drew her knees up to a more comfortable fetal position. She saw his feet disappear swiftly as the black haired idiot was nudged out of the way. And then:

"Sakura, are you alright?" The steady voice belonged to Kakashi Hatake, of course. At least his tone was a bit more genuine, if not methodical.

Sakura chose not to answer. She could imagine the silly mess she looked like, lying on the ground with her hair splayed over her face and the filthy dirt. But she didn't care. Not when another wave of pain pulsed through her abdomen. She screwed her eyes shut and pressed a hand to her stomach—although that wasn't the source of the pain.

Could she heal herself? Of course, although she didn't like to rely on chakra for a week of period cramps she was supposed to be able to endure naturally. But at this very moment, Sakura refrained from shoving her hand down her pants in from of her two male teammates. They probably wouldn't understand. That same lazy, but now urgent voice kept wafting through her ear drums.'

"Sakura? Sakura?"

But this Sakura was oh-too-content to lie on the ground, absorbing her own pain. She gave up.

"Practice is over." She heard Sasuke overhead grumble something like an apology for his "light" attack, but it didn't take him too long to amble away. He left her to Kakashi.

"Do you require medical attention?" Kakashi asked, unusually patient. She would have to get up sooner or later, but just not now. When she whimpered a little and buried her head deeper into the ground, he became more persistent.

"If you don't, you need to get home. Can you get up?" Disapproval lined his voice. She could care less. But then, in a deft movement she felt a hand on her back and neck, lifting her from her secure bundle of pain-relieving body contortion. Great—her ex-sensei had just scooped her up while she remained balled in the fetal style position.

"Sensei," she groaned, trying to ignore the searing pain ripping through her lower body. "Let me down."

"Sure, but before that, I'll need you to tell me what's wrong." Despite that, he began moving forward. God, she almost forgot how annoying the Copy Nin could be. Then again, she thought, she was probably acting like a petulant patient. But she couldn't explain to him this…

She shook her head feebly. "You wouldn't understand," she said. Hopefully that excuse wasn't as lame as it sounded. She was just embarrassed!

Unfortunately, Kakashi was not. She knew her former teacher was as blunt as a ten year old kunai and did not care what people would think as he carried her down the street in the bundle she was currently balled in.

"Well then…" his tone was suspicious. "You're going home."

Damn it… Her head bumped rhythmically against his hard, toned chest with every step. It took too much energy to fight with Kakashi and too much pain to be lowered on the ground… Besides, the warmth that was enveloping her now, being carried in his strong arms…. That silvery white hair that tickled the edges of her vision…

Sakura, please. She had to stop tacking attractive adjectives to Hatake Kakashi, of all people. He was her ex-sensei! She…

Sakura promptly fell asleep and the pain subsided.

Jostling, grumbling, someone speaking. When Sakura awoke, she was in front of her apartment and being lowered to the ground by Kakashi. She could hardly believe she fell asleep.

And the pain was dimming! Although it still hurt like hell.

"Kakashi-sen-" She cut off, catching the habit before it slipped out of her mouth. Kakashi once told them, his former students, that they should stop attaching "sensei" to his name, and she only did so because he offered. She thought it was incredibly touching and sweet coming from the stoic Copy Nin. Whenever she could, she remembered not to say it—although it felt strange.

"You're awake. Sakura, are you going to be alright now?" Kakashi stood in front of her, looking careless as ever with two hands shoved in his pockets. Such a familiar sight. She squirmed, uncomfortable, but she wanted to express her thanks. Even if he did embarrass her.

"Yes, thanks… It's just… um—"

"Food pills exacerbate the aches and pains that come along at that time of the month. But if you stop taking them when pulling night shifts at the hospital, you should be fine." His eye was arched and she could tell he was smiling, trying to be helpful.

Blunt as ever, Kakashi. Sakura was startled.

"B-B-But how did you…" He arched an eyebrow. The Jounin raised a gloved finger and touched it to his masked nose.

"I have a sensitive sense of smell—"

Mortified wasn't the word—seemingly on its own, Sakura's fist swung out and whaled him on the shoulder. This slightly delayed Kakashi's words as he paused to contemplate the horror etched on her face and the painful strength behind that punch. It only sent him back an inch. And then he continued –"And I can tell there is chocolate in your pockets. I've never known you to have a taste for it."

Mortification faded into more embarrassment, and then a nervous laugh escaped her throat.

"Oh," she ended lamely. "Thanks, sensei."

End. In my mind, the one-shot continues when Sakura collapses in pain and Kakashi comes in to help heal her ;)

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