Okay guys. This is just an expiriment to try to get back into writing.
This story is not serious.
So here goes.

Naruto is not mine.

It was hot.

So hot.

A small drop of sweat rolled from her upper lip, down the smooth skin of her cheek, and onto her bare chest. Her pale body glistened, and her hair was damp, as if she had just stepped out of the shower. She was nude, laying on her green sweat drenched sheets, trying to avoid the unbearable heat by not moving.

She hated the heat.

Haruno Sakura felt like a corpse. She hadn't moved for six hours, excluding quick bathroom runs. Her air conditioning was broken, just as almost everyone's in Konoha was. Well, it wasn't that their air was broken, it just wasn't strong enough for how hot it was outside.

For about a week, the sun had been scorching Konoha at such high intensities that most of it's residents had either left town on missions, or were hiding from the heat as much as they possibly could by staying indoors. Businesses were mostly closed, and Tsunade had declared that she was going to run the hospital by herself until the heat subsided to keep what cool air there was inside the building for the patients. Sakura was stuck in the heat.

Knockknock knockknock

Sakura let her eye lazily drift to the front door of her apartment. She wondered who was idiotic enough to think that she was going to move to answer her door. She just wanted to fall asleep until the sun went down, then go get really really drunk, and then do it again until theheatwave subsided.

Knockknockknockknockknock

This was the third time within the hour, and the sixth time that day.

Bangbangbang.

"Sakura! Open up!"

That was Naruto's voice. She should have assumed as much., only the loudmouth blonde would bother her on such a day. There was no way she could move, even if she tried.

Naruto frowned and walked away. He knew she was inside, but she obviously didn't want to be bothered. He frowned, shook his head and darted back to his sensei's house.

"No luck?" Kakashi asked as he cracked the door so Naruto could slip inside.

"Nope. She has to be there, I can sense her chakra. She just won't answer her door." Naruto sighed as he collapsed back onto the worn jade green couch.

Hatake Kakashi knew many jutsu, and as to be expected, he knew one to summon an ice wind. Of course, it was normally used to be a weapon, so he had to summon a weak one for his apartment so as not to destroy everything he owned. Basically, he would cool his apartment with it, and as long as the door stayed shut small place would stay cold for an hour or two.

At first, he had basked in the cold by himself, but then Naruto had come knocking on his door asking to train, complaining that he was stir crazy. It was odd that Naruto had come to bother him because they hadn't seen or spoken to one another in a few years. Time and missions gotten in the way and they had grown apart.

However as soon as he had opened the door, the kitsune had made himself at home. Then, he'd insisted Sakura be invited.

Kakashi agreed to the suggestion, not because he really desired to have more company, but because he didn't really mind it. Naruto had changed quite a lot, and it was really interesting to see how much he had matured. Kakashi wouldn't mind catching up with his only female student, and he was curious. Not to mention he remembered quite clearly how, about ten years ago, the pink haired kunoichi would always complain about the heat. So he had agreed, and Naruto had went to rescue her from her apartment.

"Sensei! You need to go get her. I've already gone out in the heat so many times!"

Sakura was probably laying in her apartment in front of a fan, either asleep, or trying to be. Kakashi sighed, and walked towards the door.

"Don't touch anything."

Short, sweet, please be gentle.