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Rain washes away all that we don't say or do
Sakura picked up the last of the crayons. It was Naruto and Kiba's fault she was doing detention. She was sixteen for crying out loud. She wasn't in school anymore yet here she was picking up the kindergartens art class mess all because of a stupid prank framed on her. If looks could kill, Naruto and Kiba would be dead a thousand times over.
Finally satisfied with the clean class room, Sakura left the academy planning a plot to personally harm the two boys into next year.
Walking automatically, Sakura's feet trailed over the familiar pathway to her small house. So deep in thought, Sakura didn't notice the person standing in front of her.
Smack. The impact felt like walking into a wall except Sakura didn't remember a wall being in this spot.
"Miss me?" a masculine voice asked, Kiba. A hand stretched down offering to aid the pinkette.
Sakura brushed off the gesture and stood up shaking off her clothes. "Inuzuka, always nice to see you here," sarcasm was heavy in her voice.
The boy brushed off her comment nonchalantly. "Well forehead that's not what matters. I was just wondering though, have a nice time cleaning?" Kiba laughed at his joke and patted Sakura on the head.
Sakura slapped his hand away and frowned. "Actually dog breath, it gave me lots of time to think about my revenge on you and Blondie. Sleep with one eye open Inuzuka, you never know what could happen."
Kiba laughed light heartedly as if someone just told him a funny joke. "Yeah, yeah, like you could bring harm to me. Come on Pinky, you're just too short to hurt me."
Oh no he didn't. Sakura was not short. She was a proud five foot five. Maybe compared to his five foot eleven, an extra six inches could seem like a lot but not down here. "I'm gonna pretend you did not just say that and hope you go away."
The boy shook his head. "What ever, anyways Ino is having a party tonight, she wants to know if you can come?" A spark flittered threw his eyes but Sakura labeled it off as her imagination.
Now to think of it Ino did have a part. Sakura stopped in her tracks and cocked her head to the side. "I was the one that arranged the party for her and here she's taking all the credits?"
Stopping along side with Sakura, Kiba nodded. "Yep."
Sakura muttered something about friends and unfaithfulness. Even Kiba's sensitive ears couldn't pick up what she was saying.
"So be there—"
"At eight, yeah I know." Sakura said cutting off Kiba. With that the girl stormed off to complain to Ino.
"Ino you're an idiot," Sakura stated while holding up two shirts. "Which one looks better, the black tank top or the red and white one?"
Ino currently looking at a gossip magazine pointed to the red and white tank. Sakura nodded and completed the look with black short shorts and a red head band. "Sakura you have a mission tomorrow right?" the blonde asked.
Pinning bobby pins in her hair Sakura nodded. "Why?"
Closing her magazine Ino looked up. "Who are you partners?"
Sakura pulled the tank top on and muffled her answer. "Mutt head unfortunately."
Ino nodded, "that's interesting," and returned to her magazine.
Finally satisfied with her appearance Sakura turned to Ino. "I'm ready, besides there are already guest downstairs." Ino nodded and flopped off her bed leading the way to the party.
"I thought you said no alcohol?" Sakura asked Ino sitting on the couch between a giggling Neji and a hallucinating Naruto.
Ino shrugged. "What did you honestly expect?"
Sakura nodded. "Good point."
The room was getting loud. Some people had brought over beer and Naruto got the best of it. Currently the boy was trying to seduce a shy Hinata. The poor girl was a red as a tomato. Naruto sluggishly hugged the girl, hiccupped and passed out on her lap.
Sakura smiled to her self at the love birds, two less people to not find love. Sakura though never telling anyone secretly had a fixation on romantic novels. In her rare but spare time the girl would read herself to sleep. Love seemed to come to everyone but her. It almost seemed like an item of affection untouchable to her.
A poking interrupted her train of thoughts and Sakura looked up to find a drunken Shikamaru.
"Hiya, hic I like peanut butter but hic not the jelly coz hic the jelly monster is gonna hic come eat me hic." Shikamaru looked lost and then ran away screaming something about the jelly monster chasing him.
Sakura rubbed her head. All this noise and confusion was giving her a head ache. With out any one noticing, Sakura slipped out onto Ino's back deck. Closing the door behind her Sakura relished in the quiet.
"To much for noise for you too huh?" Someone asked. Sakura turned to see Kiba sitting on the roof gazing at the stars. Instantly the girl found her self making her way over to Kiba's side. The two laid in silence staring at the night sky.
"I don't do well when people are drunk. I find their lack of judgment hard to handle," Sakura blurted out.
Kiba turned to look at the girl surprised. "Well thanks for telling me, I feel so much better now."
Sakura playfully slapped Kiba. "Jeez man, can't we keep it civil for at least a minute?" She joked light heartedly.
Kiba returned the gesture and laughed too. "Yeah we aren't the most civil people are we?"
The girl shook her head. "I still have to get revenge on you for the prank you set me up too."
Laughing Kiba sighed and nodded. "Sorry." Sakura shook it off and shivered. Noticing Sakura's bare arms, Kiba slid off his leather jacket and handed it to the girl. Sakura rejected it but Kiba pushed as the girls shivered violently again.
Giggling Sakura let Kiba help with the jacket. The zipper being stubborn took a three time trial to go up. "Kiba it's a fairly simple procedure, hook it and pull up." Sakura grabbed the zipper swatting his hand away. "Watch and learn." Easily the pinkette had the zipper up in no time, "Tada. How do I look," she asked striking a model pose.
Kiba laughed. "You look like a flower swallowed in black whole."
Sakura frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Kiba cocked his head looking the girl up and down. "It means it's a little over sized for you. The shoulders don't fit or anything," he said tugging at the extra space.
Sakura pouted dramatically. "Well if I knew you were gonna say that, I would have never asked."
Kiba held up his hands in defeat. "All right all right. You look pretty?" he questioned.
Rolling her eyes Sakura patted Kiba's head. "I know it's hard for you to complement someone but there's a first for everything," she joked.
Kiba grabbed her hand and twisted it puling her closer but not in pain. "Oh really, and what Haruno Sakura have you not done yet?"
Sakura laughed. "What is this? Twenty questions?"
Kiba cocked an eyebrow. "Maybe."
The air got a lot thicker then. "I think maybe we should go inside, it's getting cold out here," Sakura said escaping Kiba's grip and jumping down from the roof. Kiba sighed and followed pursuit.
The time had neared close to midnight. Surprisingly the two had been out there for longer than expected. Ino had finished shooing the last of the guest out the door when the two entered.
"There you two are! Do you have any idea how hard it is to end a party by yourself?" the blonde asked picking up cans and throwing them into a garbage bag.
The two shook their heads in sink. Ino ignored it and threw a garbage bag at the two people. "Well help me clean," she ordered. The two followed with out complaint leaning up her apartment.
The night was long. The temperatures outside were getting colder indicating the end of summer. Sakura huddled tighter in her blankets. Tomorrow Sakura would get her team and assignment for her mission. All that Sakura was told was that it would be at least a week. No words yet on how dangerous it would be.
Incidents like this excited the pinkette. Every mission was always different from the next. Sakura was especially excited to see who was on the squad. She secretly hoped for a girl. Last mission she was the only girl and ended up being bate for the assigns the team was assigned to destroy. Not fun.
Slowly the girl let her mind flow falling into a deep sleep.
Authors note: Please review, also note that this is a side project and that I have a busy life so sorry for any delays.
