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the letters in bold are when Kakashi or Inner Sakura are talking

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A large rat scurried across the cave floor, looking for food to prepare for the winter. The rat saw a strand of pink hair, spotted with blood.
Mistaking it for food, it moved closer. Before the rat could utter a sound, a kunai buzzed through the damp air, impaling the mammal. The
speed and strength of the kunai caused it to bury itself in the dirt floor. The kunai had been thrown from the shadows of the cave by an
injured figure of a 17-year-old kunoichi.

Her right leg was set in an odd position and apparently to be broken. The kunoichi slowly limped towards the miniscule carcass, one foot after another. Pain was evident in the way she moved her body and how she seemed to favor her left leg. She slowly kneeled to the damp, cold ground. Exerting the last of her strength and using the last drop of her diminishing chakra, she heaved the bloodstained kunai out from the ground and rat. With a grunt of effort, the ninja picked up her and her teammate's source of food, not minding the warm blood that dripped from the animal. She slowly turned to the trap that she had made for the rat, a tied knot of her blood soaked hair.

She chuckled painfully as she remembered how Naruto always complained how beautiful and deadly her hair was. She stopped laughing when she remembered the reason why he had never stopped teasing her. A scowl adorned her pretty face. No matter how many times she punched him with her inhuman strength, he persisted. Naruto tried to prove that other people's hair could be used as a trap for animals, but found that only Sakura's pink hair attracted the wildlife enough for them to hunt. She would never understand her other teammate's talent for annoying people.

Sakura stopped reminiscing about the past and thought of how to eat the animal and feed it to her severely injured teammate. She clumsily to the cave wall and lifted her weary eyes to the entrance of the cave. The rain seemed to reflect her emotions. Sadness. Anger. Moreover, dread. Sakura cursed herself that she didn't have enough chakra to heal herself and her teammate.

The dampness from the rain outside invaded the cave, leaving boggy areas in its wake. The girl removed her eyes from the withering forest outside to the inside of her shelter and spotted her reflection in a large puddle. It showed a grimy, blood stained face. However, with large aquamarine eyes, a small button nose, and full, red lips on a pale complexion, she still looked amazing. Cropped, cherry blossom colored hair crowned her head. Her eyes were filled with wisdom that she had recently achieved from her harsh tutelage under the Fifth Hokage, Tsunade.

Her eyes dropped down to her figure; even if she was the smallest jounin in Konoha, she had a figure that every woman prayed to achieve. Not only that but her chest was strangely starting to appear like her shishou. Hopefully, she wouldn't get back problems. She lifted a small, calloused hand that showed her years of hard work and tried to rub the grime off her cheek. She sighed and gave up. 'I had better hurry up and give this…rat to him so he will live through the night.' She moved to the very back of the cave and reached her teammate's side.

Silver broomstick hair still stuck up through all the blood that matted his head. His lean, yet muscular, figure was sprawled on the ground. He was just so…sensual! She had been around him for how long? Shouldn't she be used to him by now? Like how she shivered when he turned his piercing gaze on her. Or when he leaned close to give her advice or correct her it was like only the two of them even existed in the world. He was her teacher. So should she really be having these feelings? 'What about Sasuke?' whispered an annoying voice in her head. Sasuke had betrayed her though. Had just run away. She HAD to forget about him. Someone else was there for her though. Kakashi.

In a soft whisper, she called his name and told him that she had found food and was going to cook it. He did not answer. 'Of course he wouldn't; he's unconscious!' thought Sakura. Giving one last endearing look to Kakashi, she went to the task. The kunoichi managed to find two sticks in the damp cave. She rubbed them together, trying to make a small fire, since Sakura could not use a fire jutsu and suffer from the chakra depletion. Little sparks landed on some material that she ripped from her clothes, starting a tiny fire.

As the rat cooked, she looked over to her teammate again. His long body was covered with blood, dirt, and a sort of wetness she was sure was sweat. She moved her gaze to his face; a black mask covered his lower facial features, preventing her from seeing anything. "Kakashi…I was so scared." Sakura whispered, attempting to mask the feelings that showed in her voice. Then the smell of cooked meat reached her nose. "The food!" Sakura quickly averted her eyes to the well-done meat. "Oh good, it's not burned." Her relief seemed to radiate in the air.

"Excellent, now I have to figure out how to get this in his mouth" 'Will Kakashi get mad at me if I remove his mask?' Sakura wondered what was under it…a mole? Fish lips? Or maybe it's buckteeth! She shuddered. The possibilities were endless. 'I'm so tempted to tear that mask off his face! How can he breathe like that? Wouldn't normal people suffocate under the mask?! What is he thinking? What are we thinking?! We should have removed that mask a long time ago!' Inner Sakura raged through her mind. Sakura sighed, not noticing the slight twitch of Kakashi's arm, the increase of his pulse, and the soft mutterings produced from his lips.


'Urgh…my head.' Kakashi slightly twitched his arm. He was too tired to move any part of his body. 'What's that smell? Wait! Where's Sakura!' Kakashi's tired mind couldn't derive a conclusion and started to panic. 'I can't let anything happen to her!' He stopped and tried to think of the last place he had seen Sakura. 'All I can remember is fighting Itachi! I have to wake up.' Kakashi started to drift from his unconscious state and unknowingly muttered the one name that had been on his mind, Sakura.
"Sakura…Sakura…" the kunoichi yelped, flinging the food. The rat went airborne, doing cartwheels and summersaults. Without her lightning fast reflexes, she would have had to find a new source of food. "There is that sound again." 'Well duh, if you look over to the man that is right there, you can find that he is calling YOUR name!!!' Inner Sakura yelled out the last words. Sakura quickly pushed her other self out of her thoughts and turned to Kakashi. She watched as Kakashi opened his uncovered eye, the one without the sharingan. She watched his eye clear of bleariness and centered his attention on herself.

"Sakura" his unused voice cracked. He raised his hand and reached to touch Sakura's cheek, stroking her cheekbones. "Sakura, you're safe."

Sakura froze; his hand was warm and held an emotion she hadn't expected him to show. Nevertheless, she moved her face closer into his hand, relishing the warmth.

"Kakashi, we need to eat, but you need the food more than I do." murmured Sakura, reluctant to break the comfortable silence. "I was just trying to figure out how to feed you with that damn mask in the way."

"Just take my mask off." croaked Kakashi.

Sakura froze once more. 'What the hell happened to Kakashi; he's acting weird! He never allows anyone to come near his mask!' This was very new to Sakura. Sure, she would finally manage to get the mask off, but ever since she had become a genin she had grown accustomed to Kakashi's protectiveness of his mask. She sighed and shook her head. 'I might as well listen to him.' She reached a timid hand to Kakashi's face, and with jerky movements, she ripped the mask off his face, just the way Inner Sakura wanted it. She gasped. She had never seen a god in her life, but now she was sure she was staring at one. She had seen many attractive men in her missions and everyday life, but this made her eyeballs pop out. Sakura didn't have any words to describe his face but one. PERFECT. She shook her head, clearing the nasty thoughts that started to pop up in her mind.

He slowly moved his hand away from her face; he hadn't expected her to lean into his hand, let alone let him do it. In Konoha, many of the male population knew of her feistiness, especially her teammates. 'Poor Sai, why does he continue to torment her? Calling her ugly or hag isn't good for his health,' drawled Kakashi in his mind.

Sakura was still in a daze. Kakashi watched the emotions storm through her face, one after another. He was amused that Sakura had to feed him, since the only moveable parts of his body were his lips, eyes and jaw. This moment reminded him of a certain chapter in his 'Icha Icha Paradise' book, but it obviously lacked a certain something. 'Poor, deprived Sakura; she didn't expect me to be drop-dead gorgeous.' He smirked mischievously in his mind, but suddenly stopped, the smirk slid from his mind. He needed to ask Sakura the results of their mission. He also needed to know why he was so injured and why Sakura hadn't healed him yet. He started when he saw Sakura snap out of her reverie.

Sakura abruptly ripped off a piece of meat off the rat and placed it near his lips. "Kakashi, open your mouth and chew well. I don't want you to choke and die." Sakura brusquely commanded Kakashi. He obeyed the medic-nin and chewed thoroughly. He could feel some of his chakra rushing through his body, making him think more clearly. Swallowing the food, he met Sakura's gaze.

How was that!!! I really hope that you peoples review!!The next chapter will hopefully be longer...

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