Woot woot. the slightly awaited chapter two! Now, I'm sorry guys but its kind of really short. I'm uploading the third chapter which is much longer. Thanks to those who have reviewed my first chapter. Keep 'em coming! To tell you the truth, I have almost eight chapters that are writen down, so after i get them up I might need more ideas on how to expand my epic romance.
Sakura LOVE shadow: Don't worry you will find out how Gaara and Sakura are going to meet.
angelfox13: The Temari idea sounds good but i already have a way they are meeting set up thanks for your support.
xx Oh and some of you may find this part of the fic strange, but remember this is all to get Sakura jealous and lonely.
Chapter two: What age diffrence?
Sakura shuddered. That damn sannin had mentioned Sasuke. She couldn't help but feel her legs go weak with the mere mention of her crushes name. Her eyes glazed over and she felt fluttery inside. Sakura's mind was elsewhere as she continued to walk down the deserted streets toward the Nara's house.
'Oh Sasuke… he's so cool. But he had to go off on that stupid mission to Orochimaru…maybe he just doesn't like me…' she thought with regret.
Her lip trembled. She had been chasing him with no apparent luck for the past…well…she couldn't exactly count them at the moment, but… she knew it had been a long time. She could picture the teen perfectly. He had dark eyes and equally dark and spiky black hair to match his coolness and his darkly haunting past. He usually wore a black shirt with a red and white icon on the back which symbolized the Uchiha crest. It looked like a fan, or maybe even a Poke ball. She would never know. She could also picture the white pants that he wore very clearly. They concealed his err… (Cough cough)…get back on topic! Right, so he also had blue sandals, but no forehead protector because Naruto had taken it in their battle. She sighed heavily.
'C'mon Girl, stop looking like you have hearts in you eyes! Just get these anko to Nara Shikamaru and then you can go home!' she had to keep reminding herself.
As she was walking, she looked over to her left and saw a strange sight. Aburame Shino was eating barbeque with his instructor: Kurenai. Shino had his strange coat on, that almost obscured his face. It hid his short brown hair, small and spiky. The rest of him was covered by black pants and his blue sandals. His ankles were wrapped in bandages. It was bizarre because it looked like he was actually flirting with her. Was that a glint of playfulness she saw hinted in his dark glasses that the Aburame clan wore? Kurenai seemed not to care that it seemed strange. She didn't seem to care either: that he was fifteen and that there was a fifteen year difference between them, but she guessed that Shino was finally getting what he had wanted since he was twelve. That had been three years ago when he was learning under her lighthearted instructions. She looked over to Kurenai. She was wearing a white and black dress that clung to her body. Netting and red sleeves covered her arms. The rest of her long legs were bare. Kurenai shook her entire body with the way she was laughing. You would have thought she was nineteen. Sakura thought about it, and thought that Shino must have liked that. That scared, repulsed, and confused her, and yet it intrigued her. It brought an interesting thought to her mind.
'Hatake Kakashi-sensei is even younger then Kurenai…maybe he would…I mean you never know…' But she rolled her eyes at the new feelings welling up inside her.
She shook her head. "That would be so weird." She gasped.
She decided to leave the Genin and the Jounin to their fun. Quickening her pace, at the shock with what she had witnessed, and the equally shocking feeling which had overwhelmed her about Kakashi she power-walked past that restaurant. She was eager to get away from the disturbing and slightly wrong scene that she felt she had waltzed upon unexpectedly.
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