Disclaimer: Just in case you all, didn't already know, I don't own Naruto.
Cleanliness is Next to Kami-ness
Sakura stood awkwardly in the doorway of her ex-sensei's apartment. She couldn't remember a time when it was so, so clean. The place was immaculate. All the magazines that had been previously strewn about the apartment were neatly arranged on the well dusted coffee table, and you could see the floor, and the dining table, and the kitchen was clean. She couldn't help but gawk as Kakashi struggled to find the scroll she wanted to borrow.
Sakura took a couple steps into the apartment and continued to look around. Her eyes fell to the book case. The Top shelves contained Kakashi's whole collection of Icha Icha Paradies, and the rest of the shelves had books of maps, reverence materials, and scrolls. Eyeing the one she wanted she meekly got his attention, "Eh, Kakashi Sensei…"
"Hm? I can't find anything in this pigsty." He smiled as he turned to face her. "You were saying something?"
"It's right there." She answered pointing to it on the shelf.
"So it is!" The silver haired Jounichi said scratching the back of his head. He walked over to it and picked it up. "I can't find any thing since she cleaned up in here." He said handing his student the scroll.
Sakura eyed him suspiciously. Who was this she who came and cleaned his
apartment? "Thank you, sensei."
"Eh, Sakura, you don't have to call me that anymore. Kakashi is fine." He smiled through his mask.
Sakura unsure of what to do next took one last frantic look about the room before speaking again, "Thank you again, sen-Kakashi. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Sakura." He said as she turned around and left the apartment.
As she was leaving something caught her eye on the table by the door. It was a spherical jade pendant on a thin gold chain. Sakura had seen it before, she just couldn't place when. Could Kakashi be seeing someone she knew?
Later that night while she was alone in her apartment she tried to focus on her borrowed scroll, but she found that she couldn't no matter what she did. All she could focus on was where she had seen the pendant before. She also felt the slightest twinges of jealousy at the back of her mind, she was a married woman, drooling over her former sensei was not going to help her strained marriage.
She sighed as she looked at the clock. 11:30 and her husband was nowhere around. He was probably up to no good wasting their money on prostitutes, and booze, or buying his mistress expensive perfumes.
She pushed back her chair from the table, "Does he even care?" She said looking at her slightly swollen belly.
Author's Note: First fanfiction, hope you all like it so far. I'm not exactly sure who Sakura should be married to, so I am open to suggestions. It's a bit short too, the next chapters will be longer though. Thank you for your feedback!