The Vacation Chapter 1, a naruto fanfic

A/N:

Finally the first chapter! This story is completely dedicated to Kelzen on tumblr who makes amazing kakasaku art and is just an amazing person in general so please check out her blog! This chapter is pretty much 100% intro, so I'm super sorry about that! This chapter is more so to kinda lay out the story and get people interested too! There's also SUPER slight GenmaxSakura because hey, I need to start the tension from somewhere. I have a lot of free time since it's summer, so hopefully I'll be able to update this story pretty quickly! I also suppose the M rating can apply to language in this chapter if you're sensitive to the "F" word. Lastly, I kind of plan to push this story into 5+ chapters if all goes according to plan! Alright, here it is.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto and all rights belong to Kishimoto.

It was rare, but sometimes Tsunade was generous.

Pacing along the linoleum tiles in her office, the blonde tapped her foot in tune with the thrums of her impatience. Of all people she least expected her pink haired apprentice to be late, especially to such an important meeting. Cramped into her small work space happened to be every jounin in the village, all of which had been woken up early that morning for this gathering, some were still visibly half asleep. Tsunade's jaw clenched and relaxed several times before she swore under breath that she was going to make Sakura work over time at the hospital for her unusual tardiness.

Footsteps tapped quickly along the hallway outside the Hokage office before the two large wooden doors were swung open with a force that could only belong to Haruno Sakura. Sweat tickled the skin of the many Konoha jounin who were all squashed into the small room and were thankful for the rush of cold crisp air that accompanied Sakura's entrance.

"Tsunade-sama I'm so sorry I woke up in time but th-" The words poured from her mouth and were immediately converted into a mumble as Sakura was bending so far over that her words simply slammed into the ground.

"Enough, Sakura." Tsunade's sharp tone sliced Sakura's murmurs before the younger kunoichi could finish forming them. Sakura straightened and nodded slowly prior to moving to the side of the room where a large straw basket was boldly labeled "TAKE ONE". Without reaching in, Sakura plucked the first pink ticket she saw off the top of the pile. Knowing Tsunade these were tickets to decide who had to work the night shift at the Konoha prison and there was no way Sakura would try to increase her chance of getting stuck with a ghastly prize like that.

Earlier, every jounin was given a small pink ticket with eight numbers scratched into them, probably by a teenage konohamaru who was often given busy work when missions were slow. Sakura glanced at the fragile paper in her hand before looking around the room to scan the faces of Konoha's elite forces. Many were slouched against the plain beige walls, while others idly chatted about nothing in particular, most likely waiting to be released back into air that wasn't as stale or stagnant.

Sakura was now at the ripe age of 20, but still the youngest amongst the jounin. She had grown her previously shoulder length hair to just below her collar bone only because Ino thought it would look "absolutely fucking adorable". She wasn't wrong about the "adorable" half of the sentence, but her hair, nor any part of her for that matter, has yet to induce any sort of "fucking" in over a year. Hospital shifts, missions, and catching up with her teammates had more or less taken control of her life and it seemed they've decided sex wasn't important.

Sakura outwardly sighed at her loss, her green eyes wandering up just in time to see her master lean her hip against the corner of her large polished desk and raise a manicured hand to pinch the bridge of her slim nose. It was Tsunade's automatic response to aggravation.

"You are all obviously wondering why you've been gathered here this morning, and I'll answer that once, do not make me repeat it." The blonde hokage shifted slightly and motioned Shizune, who was holding a basket similar to the one against the wall, to step closer. "You all fought bravely in Konoha's honor during the recent war, and that does not go unnoticed. In return, I wish to reward all of your efforts with a vacation." The entire room began to cheer and smile, white teeth almost seemed to increase the dim lighting some. Sakura let out her own "Shannaro" in accordance with the announcement.

"But sadly, I cannot let all of you off at once. The reason why should be obvious to all of you. Though the war is over, we are never completely safe, so I need security to be strengthened and everyone to be on their guards until I say so." Tsunade raised her muscled arm and let her hand fall into the straw basket. The small pink slips of paper tickled her fingers as she turned her wrist in a circular motion, mixing all of the papers equally. Her grasp finally settled on one, but her hand remained submerged in the basket. "The vacation time will be taken in two man teams, for a week's time, each pair gets to enjoy their time off however they please, though for the first two selected I have the special reward of a planned vacation located at a lavish resort in Suna. Be sure to thank the Kazekage when you see him, it is because of him you all even have this opportunity." A small noise in agreement and appreciation passed throughout the room. Gaara had become widely loved not only by his own village, but Konoha as well.

"Now, to decide the two shinobi who are chosen for this vacation, it is fair they are randomly drawn from a pool to eliminate any bias or unfair advantages. You all have pink tickets in your hands with eight numbers written on them. Two tickets belonging to two jounin in this room will have the same numbers on their tickets as the one I am about to pull out. Those who possess the matching numbers win the vacation. Easy enough?" Once again Tsunade's hand began to move, but this time vertically, slowly ascending from the sea of pink. As her hand finally immerged with its captive, the slip was held only inches before her face. Her eyes skimmed over the numbers, carefully reading each digit in her head, making sure when she spoke them aloud she would not make a single mistake. Her tongue slowly poked out from her mouth to wet her bottom lip, a bad habit she'd picked up from Shizune. She had failed to notice that the room had fallen silent in anticipation.

"Alright, everyone look at your tickets. The numbers are 03280915! If you have the winning nu-" Before she could finish a whooping "HELL YEAH" filled the small room and a slender hand shot into the air amidst the sea of bodies. It was already obvious who the voice belonged to before a head of bubble gum pink hair managed to break through the human wall piled before Tsunade. When Sakura finally stood before her, the smile on her face stretched ear to ear, only lessening when Sakura to bit her lip nervously, realizing she had just yelled out in front of so many people. Shit.

The office erupted in angry sighs and the single question of "who has the other ticket?!", though no one seemed to be stepping forward. Sakura turned to face the other jounin in the room, curious to see if she could possibly locate the person with the match. Maybe they were planning to step forward after the meeting? Her eyes finally landed on Genma who held her gaze as his tongue slowly traced the outer edge of his senbon before traveling across his lower lip, leaving a moist trail in its path. One of his lids slowly closed in a wink before he turned to talk with Aoba, leaving Sakura to gape at the back of his head. Just what was that? The heat in her stomach ached in a longing for something she hadn't been able to have in a while. Was it worth the risk?

The hand on Genma's shoulder didn't startle him because he expected it, but it did startle Sakura. It seems she had moved on her own. What the hell am I doing? I don't even know what to say? What do I even want? The smirk the man sent her caused Sakura to quickly remove her hand from the green jounin vest and wipe her sweaty palm on her medic skirt. He was facing her now and she could only stare at his mouth, hoping maybe she would get to see him do something with it to give her a little extra motivation. His mouth remained in a tilted smile while Sakura's opened hers to speak, but she was surprised that the voice that filled her ears was not her own.

"HE'S GOT IT! HE HAS THE OTHER TICKET!" a frantic voice yelled. The crowd parted in time for the man in question to step forward and hand Tsunade his ticket with a lazy shrug, his hands stuffing into the pockets of his dark blue pants.

"Ah, sorry about that, I wasn't really looking at my ticket when the numbers were called." The man had a drawl to his deep voice that made it sound like he had places to be and this meeting wasn't one of them.

"Fine. Everyone, you're excused. Winners, stay." As soon has Tsunade's order was barked, the room began to empty, leaving the winners to shift their weight awkwardly and avoid making eye contact with each other. Sakura's green orbs slowly drifted down the man's figure as she pretended to be staring at a bird circling outside the window. He was the same after all these years.

"Alright! Sakura and Kakashi, you depart from Konoha in two days and will travel to Suna. From there, you will be directed to the resort by Sunagakure shinobi. Pack lightly since it's hot in Suna this time of year, it will also make your trip to and from the village quicker. Lastly, have fun."

"Yes ma'am" both voices answered without pause. After receiving directions Kakashi turned and made his way towards the door, leaving Sakura stumble after him. Is this how it was going to be? After three years of almost no contact? She wouldn't stand for it.

"Kakashi-sensei! Hey!" their footsteps now clicked along the dim hall as a single rhythm. "You can't say hello? Are you mad or something?"

"I'm not mad, Sakura. My mind was just elsewhere, I'm sorry." As his feet connected with the yellow dirt outside the hokage tower, he lifted a gloved hair to ruffle her pink locks. Old habits die hard it seemed. "I'm going the other direction, so I'll see you in two days, okay? Bye Sakura."

She could only stare and touch her head lightly, where the weight of his hand had been, as Kakashi was enveloped in a cloud of smoke before disappearing.

"Why did things always happen this way?" the kunoichi sighed. She might as well go home and begin to prepare for her departure since it seemed this was becoming less and less of a vacation but rather a job.

"Switch with me. Let me go on the vacation instead." Genma had to yell to project his voice across the table for the copy nin to hear him. The bar was far too noisy to hear anything below a scream. The light swinging above their booth carried a red hue, and it did nothing to help Kakashi's complexion. If he was being honest, he hated this bar but the only reason he ever gave the shit hole business was because Asuma's brother owned it, so it was the least he could do. He also never invited Genma, but somehow they always ended up like this. Kakashi hunched over a beer long warm and Genma across from him talking about something that only seemed important to Genma himself. Kakashi wanted to leave.

"Oh? You want to go to the resort? Why should I switch, don't I deserve a nice vacation?" Kakashi became increasingly sarcastic as the night progressed. Luckily, Genma was never fazed.

"Well, since you're obviously so interested, I'm trying to bag Sakura Haruno, and this would be the perfect opportunity. She's totally into me I can tell, I mean just one look had her walking over. So switch with me. I'll pick up the tab on drinks for the next year if you do. Deal?" the brunette seemed certain he had the vacation in his possession, along with Sakura. Kakashi really couldn't care about the vacation but something about this situation rubbed him the wrong way.

"Sorry but no" was his only response. He had seen the events unfold in the cramped office between his ex-student and his friend. He watched, from across the room, the way Genma stared at Sakura, almost as if he was famished and hadn't filled his belly in weeks. In his eyes shone a hunger there that was primal, and unfortunately Kakashi understood. On the other side of the room he watched as Sakura looked on, fascinated by Genma's exaggerated motions. Kakashi watched as she held her breath the entire time and when her eye brows pinched together in a way that made her face look needy, his mouth dried. Where had he been when she had grown up? When her face had slimmed and her body had changed into something entirely woman. Where had he been when her curves caused his hands to itch and her eyes had become sharp and observant. Where had he been when the red Anbu marking had been etched into her flawless skin. By the time Kakashi glanced at his ticket, his heart stopped.

The grip on his glass tightened, causing the glass bottle to shake slightly. He had no right to feel this way. Not only had he robbed her of attention as his student, but he had neglected to help Sakura grow the abilities she only needed to learn to unlock. He had betrayed her as a teacher and he was now probably betraying god noticing how her legs were smooth and toned and rippled slightly as she walked. It was not only wrong to see her this way because of her ex-student status but also because she was fourteen years younger than him. And around 17 years for Genma.

"C'mon Kakashi! Help me out this one time!" Genma was leaning over the table now, and Kakashi could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"No." He had not given up on protecting Sakura just yet.

That night when he stripped himself of everything but his dark gray boxer briefs and lay flat on his bed, he could swear his impending vacation was a curse rather than a gift. How was he going to deal with Sakura and the awkwardness that often accompanied being around her as of late? Maybe he should have switched with Genma.

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