Disclaimer: Nothing of this is mine, except the story. Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto… but if you haven't figured that out… you're an idiot XD.

I don't think there are any spoilers in here… considering I haven't finished even half of the anime or manga… soooooooooooooooo. And yes. This is KakaSaku. If you don't like that pairing, go dig a hole in your backyard and throw your computer into it. Then you wont have to read this =).

Also! This is my first attempt at a Naruto Fanfic, and only my second attempt at fanfics in general… so be kind. Please rewind. I MEAN REVIEW! When you review, even if its to criticize me for being a pervert who likes way older men hitting on way younger girls, at least I know somebody's reading it XD

EDIT: This story was originally written quite a few years ago, I believe when I was the same age the lovely Sakura in this story. I am now 28, and have found a long lost external hard drive that housed many old Fanfictions etc. I decided upon a request sent to me on deviantart that I would re-post this story (with a bit of editing). Thank you to Frozenstrawberries of deviantart for prompting me to search around for my old FF stuff. I've really missed this community... it's time I start hanging about a bit more :)

Haruno Sakura sat in her very large and somewhat industrious armchair and smiled mischievously into the book that was pressed so close to her nose one might wonder if she could actually read the words.

Toya reached up Akane's slick thighs, enjoying the thickened moan that escaped her lips a little too much.

"Toya…" Akane panted and her hips surged upwards as Toya's hand slid over her sensitive flesh. "… We shouldn't…be doing this…."

She moaned again as his hands continued their expert examination of her body.

"Tell me to stop, and I will."

Toya knew that this woman was off limits, but he hadn't been able to resist a challenge. Still, if she didn't want this wholeheartedly, he would leave. Leave her, and this place. Toya stopped his explorations and Akane moaned in protest. Her lust glazed eyes cleared slightly as she focused on him.

"Toya… Don't stop… I want you. All of you."

SNAP.

It was too much for Sakura. Tears of mirth filled her eyes and she wiped them away as she tossed the book to the floor. How could Kakashi read this absolute trash? It would be one thing if there had been just one or two such explicit scenes to be found in the whole book… but unfortunately for Sakura, Toya and Akane had been getting busy on almost every other page.

Sakura chuckled to herself, and tossed the book aside, wiping a few errant tears from her eyes. It was almost forgivable… if Kakashi-sensei was only to be seen with the orange colored novels once in a while. but there wasn't a day… or perhaps even a minute that you wouldn't see his nose stuck in the crease of a well worn bright orange novel.

I wonder if they're like security blankets for him. Sakura pondered absentmindedly. He can't get any "lovin'" in the real world so he just reads about it.

Sakura snuggled down in her favorite armchair, pulled the small woven blanket that covered her legs a little higher, and sighed contentedly.

This was the perfect ending to a perfect day of much needed relaxation.

She was now 22 years old and one of the most talented medic nins on staff at the Konoha hospital, no thanks to her lackadaisical former Sensei. He could be blamed for many things, one thing among them being that he was one of the most perverted men in all of Konoha, Jaraiya aside, but he could not take credit for her incredible talents as a ninja.

Tsunade, who had put her through vigorous training since she was twelve, was the one responsible for the very gifted ninja that Sakura had become. Sakura was no genius like Neji or Sasuke, but to her credit she had become nearly as talented as they were through hard work and determination.

Sakura absently wondered who she had been trying to prove wrong all these years. A small crinkle formed on her brow at the slightly unpleasant thought that began to invade her seemingly perfect evening.

Was it Sasuke? She had been called weak on more than one occasion, and she knew what he used to think of her and perhaps still thought of her. Maybe it had been Kakashi himself. Kakashi had spent most of his efforts training Sasuke and Naruto, and had hardly given Sakura a second glance, seemingly deeming her as the weakling among the three.

Sakura brushed the slightly painful thoughts aside and bolstered her ego a bit. Perhaps she had been brushed off in her early years as a ninja, but look where she was now. She was a top ranking medic nin who had passed her Jounin exams a little less than a year ago, had a plethora of A ranked missions under her belt, and had participated in quite a number of S-Class missions as well. And all that at twenty two.

Yes. Sakura was a very talented, very gifted, very…lonely ninja.

Sakura sighed and peered silently into the quiet room, and a sudden realization hit her.

Sakura was all alone on the night of her 22 birthday, no one to celebrate with her, no one to congratulate her, just a stolen Icha Icha book and an empty house.

Sakura sighed. What a mood killer.

Kakashi glared into the window of a certain pink haired ninja's apartment.

A pink haired ninja thief, Kakashi thought to himself.

How she had managed to slip his favorite Icha Icha out of his pocket, Kakashi would probably never know, and she would probably never tell.

Well… it didn't matter whether or not he figured out how she had gotten the book from right under his nose, all that mattered was that he got it back.

Kakashi whined mentally. He was just getting to the really good part… again.

Kakashi slipped away from the window and materialized at Sakura's door.

KNOCK, KNOCK!

Sakura jumped slightly at being startled out of her sad musings and glared at the door.

Now who could that be this late at night?

PLEASE REVIEW!

I would promise you a cookie for reviews… but unfortunately last time I tried to send a cookie via e-mail I had to buy a new computer…. To my credit it looked like it would fit in my floppy drive.

Edit: lol... floppy drive. I TOLD you this was old.