Body Heat
A fifteen year old Sakura groaned irritably into the darkness surrounding her. Whoever said not bringing tents was good for stealth, probably never nearly froze to death.
Pushing her body off the icy ground; the pink-haired kunoichi's eyes flickered over her teammates. The blond Naruto sat at her left lying on his back. His chest gently raising and falling with every breath he took. The self-proclaimed Hokage let out a light snore before grumbling out,"Hi...na...ta…"
Sakura raised one slim eyebrow at her best friend. When had Naruto started seeing the Hyuuga heiress? "Gah… Why do you keep fainting every time I kiss you?" He rolled over with this statement and Sakura had to hold back a round of giggles.
Smiling, to herself she turned to the other boy. The pale-skinned, dark-haired boy made a noise in his throat as her eyes landed on him. "Ugly? I like you beautiful…"
Ok…what? Sai, the emotionless, fake smiley artist liked…Ino-pig? Now, if only Sasuke-kun would jump out of the bushes somewhere declaring his undying love for her would this night be complete…
That train of thought burst into flames as soon as it had begun.
Sighing, Sakura turned to the last remaining team member…
"Kakashi-sensei?"
A hand shook the silver-haired man's shoulder until he rolled over to face… one sleepy obsidian eye locked with her emerald ones. "Err… Sakura? What? Is Naruto constipated from eating too much ramen again?" He asked; a yawn finished his question.
Was Naruto…? "No. I wanted to ask you if I could sleep next you?" She prodded him with a finger as he seemly began to drift off again.
The man smiled under his mask after a moment. "Why? Are you cold?"
The girl nodded rubbing a hand up the stiffer of her two exposed arms. Kakashi stared at her moment before patting the ground next to him.
Sakura happily laid down next him. The kunoichi made herself content against his chest, snuggling into the fabric of his shirt.
"Sakura…"
Emerald flickered up to the part of his face available to view. "Hm?"
The jonin gazed past her form to their teammates across the clearing. "As team seven...if you were cold…who warmed you?"
The flicker of pain and something close to longing in her gaze told him everything. His chin came to rest against the softness of her hair.
"Sakura, can I be your 'Sasuke-kun', if just for tonight?"
The question was one that needed to be asked, even if she was the one who came to him.
Kakashi swore he felt hot, wet tears soaking into his shirt when her answer came.
"I'd like that."
And with that his arm came around her.
His body heat keeping her warm.
Done. Written for EmeraldEyes69. It's sort of the KakaSaku sequel to my SasuSaku drabble 'Warmth.'
It's like the plot of 'Warmth' only with…KakaSaku-ness.
NO FLAMES. Even if it's terrible…
- MIOYO