Hey guys! Sorry I haven't written anything in a while, but there's so much stuff going on in school and other things just disctracted me a bit, but now I'm back with new material so I hope you enjoy it. Rated M for certain references later on.
"Ehem… You serious?"
The young pink haired girl slumped onto her sofa with a nearly empty bottle of red wine in her hand. She threw her head back and downed the rest of the liquor in one go. She then flung the bottle and watched it crash against the wall and drop to the ground in pieces.
The tired girl pulled her knees up onto the couch and ran her fingers through her hair. Its 11:30 on a Saturday night she thought; you'd think I'd still be out having fun, but no, everywhere I go there's always some scumbag tryin' to grab my ass.
She let out a low sigh and walked to the side of the room where a long, tall mirror stood.
The girl stared at her reflection. Her hair had grown over the years and stopped about a couple inches below her shoulders. Her hair drooped across her forehead and her right eye and a black hair extension ran through it. She wore a black graffiti dress with ripped fishnet burlesque stockings, accompanied by a pair of pink and black platform shoes. Her eyeliner made her eyes look big and dark among her cream coloured skin. Wow, she thought, I look hot.
It was at that precise moment that the doorbell rang. God, how she hated that noise.
"Ugh!" moaned the pinkette, "God, give me a minute for Christ's sake!"
She took the latch off the door and opened it to find a member of ANBU standing at her doorstep.
"Oh, for cryin' out loud!" moaned Sakura yet again, "I told the old lady that I'm done with this Shinobi crap!"
"I'm sorry Miss Haruno," he apologised politely, "Lady Tsunade is fully aware of your decision. She wouldn't have sent me to find you unless it was a last resort."
Sakura huffed and let out a long sigh before replying.
"Alright, alright! Take me to the old hag then."
"Okay, but please move quickly," he said, leading her out the door, "What Lady Tsunade has to say is of most importance."
"Yeah, yeah, let's just get going already!" she huffed, and with that, the two ventured off to find the village's fifth Hokage.
"Good evening, Kakashi," said a tired Tsunade, "I apologise for sending you on such a long and difficult mission, but I trust that you made it back safely."
"Yes, the mission was a complete success," said an exhausted Kakashi, "My neck is killin' me though. What's so important that you need to call me in here so late at night?"
"I'll explain all the details in due time," she answered, "Someone else needs to hear this too."
Seconds later, a pissed off Sakura came barging through the door.
"What the hell is this all about, Tsunade?" she yelled, "I told ya that I quit doing this bullshit!"
"I know that Sakura, but this couldn't be helped!" Tsunade shouted back, "Now will you calm down already?"
"Calm down?" exclaimed Sakura storming up to her desk, oblivious to the fact that Kakashi was right across from her, "So what, I'm pissed, you got a fuckin' problem?"
"Okay, you have alcohol in your system so I'll let this slide," she said calmly, "Now calm down and I'll explain everything to you both."
Sakura took a moment to look back and noticed her silver haired sensei leaning against the wall.
"So, your back, huh?"
"Yep."
"Took ya this long to polish off a mission? What, is old Kakashi losing his touch?"
"Oh, I haven't lost it just yet. Aren't you taking an awful big risk going out drinking wearing that? The vultures swarm around those parts of town."
"Hey, I dress the way I want, so back off, pervert."
"Alright, calm down," said Tsunade, breaking the conversation, "Now that you've said your hellos and what-not then how about we get down to business?"
Sakura let out a defeated sigh and faced the blond with her arms folded. Kakashi also shifted his gaze towards the Hokage.
"Now," she continued, "There seems to be a new issue that needs resolved. Apparently, a man called Daisuke Kiryu, a business tycoon and rogue ninja from the Land of Stones has been rumoured to have set up a hotel in the land of Noodles somewhere. We need you two to locate hideaway."
"I ain't your errand girl, alright?" said Sakura in a pissy tone, "I told you I'm not doing this shi-"
"But there is a catch."
Hearing this, Kakashi's ears pricked up.
"The hotel is technically a honeymoon getaway type… thing," she continued, "The only way you'll be able to locate his hideaway is if you go to that hotel. If you go as friends then he and his gang will easily sniff you out. The only real way to carry out this mission without being detected by him… is to go as a married couple. They're sneaky and smart, so a fake marriage license won't go unnoticed. I'll have to marry you properly, with Shizune as a witness here. I apologise for the inconvenience, but you can easily get a divorce once you've completed your mission.
A deadly silence filled the room. Kakashi remained calm as he knew this was only a mission, but Sakura obviously wasn't comfortable with the idea.
"Ehem," coughed Sakura, trying to clear her throat, "…You serious?"
"Unfortunately, I'm dead serious," she sighed as she massaged the back of her neck, "It's a last resort tactic and I apologise for summoning you two so late, but as you can see, I was a little tied up with other things and couldn't possibly fit anything else in."
She pointed to the large stacks of paperwork beside her. They were on the desk, around the desk, basically, they were everywhere.
"It's understandable, don't worry about it," said Kakashi calmly as he walked up to the desk, "If we have to get married then wouldn't we need a licence to sign?"
"Ah, hold on a second, I have it here somewhere," explained Shizune, pulling the certificate out of her robe.
She slid it onto the empty space on the desk along with a black fountain pen. Kakashi took the pen and scribbled his name onto the certificate. He then handed the pen to Sakura, who was standing behind him with a troubled look on her face. She hesitated, but eventually took the pen from him and left her signature on the certificate.
"Well, that's that settled," sighed Tsunade in relief, "I guess I now pronounce you husband and wife, for now anyway. Since I've notified you about this at such short notice, I'll give you couple days to prepare for this mission. Rest easy, you two."
"Rest easy?" yelled a drunken Sakura, once again, "Rest easy, my ass! What the fu-"
"Honey, I think it's time you went to bed," said Kakashi cheekily, winking at her.
This seemed to make Sakura a little nervous and her cheeks turned a pale pink.
"C'mon," he said, as he held the door open, "You're not walking home at this time of night in that state, I'll walk you home."
The shade of Sakura's cheeks darkened to a rosy colour. She felt a strange feeling in her chest that she couldn't very well describe, but it felt 'fuzzy' in a way.
She shook her head and walked out the open door.
"Well, goodnight, Lady Tsunade" said Kakashi as he waved to her before turning to walk out the door.
"Kakashi."
The silver haired man glanced back at the blond Hokage.
"You know Sakura as well as I do. Do you have any ideas on the cause of her strange behaviour these past few months?"
"Unfortunately, I don't have a clue. But when she came in here and made that huge performance, yeah, she was pissed off, but her eyes looked almost sad."
"I saw it too. If it's not too much trouble, I want you to do me a favour, Kakashi. Make sure she doesn't do anything reckless. I'm worried about her."
"I understand. Don't worry, I got it covered. Goodnight."
And with that, he pulled the door shut and walked the tipsy young cherry blossom down the long flight of stairs and through the village.
Tehe, tis good, no? :P