A/N: So this story was written a hella long time ago, I'm editing it now, feel free to add your thoughts and ideas, even now. I've come along way in 5 years of writing, hopefully.

Sakura POV

BEEP BEEP BEEP

….Yawn…I rolled over and lazily stared at my alarm clock. 7:00 a.m. Wait a second! My training begins at 7:15 on the dot. No later, right on schedule; at least that's what that perverted Kakashi had told my team yesterday.

Flashback to yesterday evening

"Now everyone remember tomorrow bright and early be here at the training grounds at promptly 7:15:"

Sakura, Naruto, and Sai all stared expectantly at Kakashi, who had already taken out his Icha Icha Paradise book. After about 5 minutes Kakashi glanced up. "Is something the matter?"

"Um, yeah" team 7 all replied in unison.

"What?" Their witty teacher was insulting their intelligence again.

I lost my cool "Why the heck are we still here if you are done boring us?!"

"I don't know probably because you three are too stupid to realize that I'm done." Kakashi's attention was back on his perverted book.

…..dead….silence

"Okay" the number one knucklehead ninja said enthusiastically. As he turned to go, Sai sighed, "Will he ever learn?"

Naruto continued to spout off incoherent nonsense until Kakashi threatened to knock him back to genin rank. After this threat, Naruto poofed away. I rolled my eyes. "That idiot Naruto, leave it up to him to act even dumber after we just got humiliated." I noticed Sai leaving and followed suit.

Flashback End

Uh! I can't be late again. I shut my annoying alarm off, walking over to the coffeemaker in my room. While downing some coffee I threw my clothes on and haphazardly straightened up the room. I heard my parents moving around downstairs. Sighing inwardly I dragged myself out of my room. Even though I'd slept a good solid 10 hours, I still felt like it'd only been 6. I bet you're all wondering why I, a chunin am still living with my parents; well that's a reasonable question I guess. I still ponder it sometimes myself. Although I had been offered a cheap apartment a couple blocks down, I still opted to live with my parents. Noticing that the positive aspects clearly outweighed the negative ones. My friends ridiculed me, however; at least I didn't have to cook my own meals and clean the whole house. Losers!

Still pondering these thoughts, I said bye to mom and dad then rushed out the door only to collide with a tall youth about my age.

"Ouch!" the impact had knocked me to the ground causing me to drop all of my supplies. Great! Just what I needed. Though a bit flabbergasted, the silver haired teen leaned down offering me a hand.

"Are you hurt?" he asked in a very concerned tone of voice.

"What?" I was still a bit out of it. "Oh yeah I'm fine."

"Good, I'm glad." the boy said grinning. I finally got a good look at his face and discovered that he was quite handsome. Hmmm…do I know him from somewhere? I don't think so; I'd remember if there was someone who looked this good in my own village.

"Oh, I'm sorry for my rudeness." He bowed slightly, "My name is Kabuto Yakushi."

My look of confusion melted into a broad smile, "Hey mine is Sakura Haruno."

Kabuto extended his hand in a cordial manner. Willingly taking it, I began to smile my first real smile all morning. Hey maybe today can get better. I allowed my mind to go haywire as it filled with thoughts of Darn! He's fine! or yeah! Sakura! We continued to shake hands until my mind snapped back to what I should be concerned with at the moment. "Crap! Kakashi's SO gonna kill me! Sorry Kabuto I have to go maybe I'll see you around? I'm late for a very important mission." At this point I realized, embarrassedly that I had been holding Kabuto's hand ever since we shook in greeting. Face turning beet red, I quickly turned to go.

"Oh, yeah see you." Kabuto said kind of sadly or was it my imagination? Sakura began to hurry off.

"Hey!" Kabuto had called back.

"hm?"

"Well", Kabuto ran up to her, maybe you could call me sometime? You know, get together for ramen and coffee." He quickly pulled a folded scrap of paper out his pocket scribbling a number on it as he handed it to me. I glanced at it with much anticipation. I gave my inner thoughts free reign again: oh it's his phone number cha! Score!

"Call me!"

"Okay see ya!"

Oh no! I muttered to myself I'm late. But on the other hand I just got a really cute guy's phone number. Why would he give me his number? I continued to muse over these theories until I approached a very pissed off Kakashi, the bored Naruto, and the ever emotionless always shocked me how similar to Sasuke he was, minus the whole getting revenge for his family's murder bit. "Hey guys sorry I'm late; I ran into a friend."

Kabuto's POV

As I continued to roam around the village, I thought of the mission at hand. Actually, I'd never even wanted to come here, however; Orochimaru had given me strict orders and I couldn't disobey him. How come he can't come here himself to scope this place out? It seemed the snake sannin never failed to catch me at times when it was least convienent to do his dirty deeds for him. Well at least I met someone nice. Hm, that girl seemed so at least. Sakura…that means cherry blossom. I hope she agrees to meet with me. She's very pretty…Wait, what am I thinking I can't have friends, let alone a girlfriend in the leaf village it would put her as well as myself in serious danger. No, I can't meet with her unless she calls me but I so want her to call me.