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"She did quite a dance across the bridge of your nose." Itachi titled Sasuke's chin to the right, inspecting the damage. From his crouched position he had a good view on the purples and broken skin tissues. He would have gladly checked for any other injuries, however, the only visible part of Sasuke was his skull.
He was buried way up to the head in team sevens' training grounds. Itachi guessed it was meant to serve as some kind of nostalgic memory for his otouto from their first bell-test. Or Sakura was just plainly unforgiving. Probably the second, seeing as Sasuke had a rectangular piece of paper plastered with 'Exercise Extreme Caution.' written all over it.
Sasuke managed to utter a gruff Aniki, then went back to sulking. "I'm a little tied up right now, care to come back later?" Sasuke had no qualms about his brother helping him out, that would work against his older brother's personal resolve of 'You reap what you sow. The younger Uchiha wished to be left alone, his only comfort lying in the knowledge Naruto would soon join him.
An aura of hopelessness had settled over Sasuke, there was nothing and no one to stop Sakura's revenge.
Itachi chuckled then poked Sasuke on the usual spot and shunshined away. Shisui would have a hell of a laugh.
Meanwhile Sasuke jostled for space, the earth had some serious ants problems.
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"Hi~~nata~!" Lavender eyes went right then. "Sakura-san." A tiny smile graced the heiresses' elegant lips. The young woman refrained from lifting an eyebrow at Sakura, she sensed slight tension. It reminded her somehow of rain; before the lighting hit. Brutally.
"You've seen Konoha's favorite blonde anywhere?" Her friends expression was genuine; coated with naivety. It only furthered her nervousness, if not for the time spent with Naruto, therefore Team seven as well, Hinata would not have been any wiser.
"I think Naruto-kun went to Ichiraku's. He mentioned something along the lines of 'ramen being good before a mission." If anything the tension thickened, Hinata refrained from straightening her shirt, or any other timid movements. Her instincts noted something was about to occur. Bad vibes.
"I see, that's reasonable isn't it?" Sakura's smile tightened, as if withholding her true emotions. With years she turned into a remarkable actress, Hinata was lucky to know the pinkette as well as she did, that way the ravenette could always easy foresee some soon to-be needed damage-control.
"I – I think so?" Really, the female was years behind stuttering. Sometimes however her perspicuous habit recovered.
A confirming sound from Sakura, her eyes lost in the blue of the mid-day sky. Her head whipped around then a quick see-you' and away she was. Absently, Hinata spoke aloud "I wonder which is Naruto-kun's favourite ramen flavour.."
Sakura was still in hearing distance, so her next words were clearly received by Hinata. "Remind me to ask him – " the kunoichi took on a maniacal tone " before I pull out his innards." A gruelling laugh later Hinata stood flabbergasted on the street, swallowing a distressed sound.
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A career can always be expanded. A simple secretary could always climb the ladder, obtain a chief position of some kind. Genins trained to become Chunin, afterwards Jounin, Anbu and then the best one rose and met the highest peak. Kage. Of course, it did not mean it was futile; to become a Shinobi if you did not wish for the highest position. A profession could easily be fullfiling, even working at the Academy as an instructor. This was only a stereotypical example.
All a career needed was time. To train, to work, to plan. Then and only then was a job fully developed. Some reached peaks, others did not.
With the years Sakura learned, not always nice might she add but with a fistful of Shishou, to Exercise Extreme Caution. As ironic as it was. She could easily become mad with rage and explode, however. She had learned her lessons. Be reasonable. Be smart. Overthink some actions. Strategize, then act.
Along the lines, somehow, Sakura learned to disguise her emotions whenever she wanted. Even now, when her rage reached a achingly high level. Her fingers itched to get the privilege and turn into iron knuckles. She waited. Bid her time accordingly. Just like she learned to.
Of course, it was quicker to act, simply embrace her red blooded fury roar and kick Naruto's ass as soon as she found him. But that was simply stupid. A good Shinobi knows when to step from the shadows, strike their prey.
Just as she did at the Uchiha estate. If she would have let loose, showed her true face the second she entered the grounds, it would have only brought her a restraining order. Of course, because stomping down houses would not have resulted in another outcome.
So she walked properly, knocked gracefully and waited. Oh and boy was it worth it. She relished in the boom when she had crossed Sasuke's face. So worth it.
Sakura rose her way, bathed in glory whenever the plan hit jackpot, but she knew that, inevitably, there was never room to evade the consequences of her actions.
Like right now, in her Shishou's office, with two barely conscious teammates, standing to their furthest away from her. Better safe than sorry.
No matter what, it was worth it Sakura thought.
"Where's the ringleader of this hell of a circus!" Her Shishou was angry, very angry. Though, there was no need for Tsunade-sama to wait. Play a cool face. She was their Hokage, after all, and her teacher. That, Sakura thought, was exactly why she feared the consequences.
Because she knew how horridly sadistic Tsunade could be. Despite herself, Sakura gulped.
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Kakashi enjoyed his usual orange novel, relishing in the afternoon sun and busty street life. Theoretically, he should be meeting up with Guy for yet another challenge, or was it some meeting with Tsunade-sama? Well, he decided, a little going with the flow of life has never harmed somebody.
A sudden burst of chakra cloud told him he had gained himself some company. His eye lifted in his usual trouble-free manner and Kakashi had to stop the urge to run far away. His positive angry village leader had materialized herself a few feet away from him, her psychics making it clear she was in one of her infamous mood swings.
"You're late!" shouted Tsunade's clone.
Evading technique #21 Flattery. "Weeeell, you see, I thought I'd buy you some flowers for your five-years Hokage jubilee."
That got him a lifted eyebrow. "I'm managing leadership for seven years already, Kakashi."
"Ah, then even more reason to buy you flowers Hokage-sama and celebrate the jubilee." He replied cheerily.
Tsunade steadied her hands on her curvy hips with a annoyed fashion. "The yearly celebration of my reign is months away." She added with a grave tone "And if you ever buy me flowers I'll punch them into your lying face, stuff them through your thorax and make you swallow that pretty junk of greenery."
The Jounin sweat dropped behind his mask. "Dully noted."
Tsunade harrumphed. "I'm awaiting you inside my office in two'."
Kakashi creased his brows "The time doesn't cover the distance, Hokage-sama."
"Then grow you some wings, Tinkerbelle, and get that lazy ass of yours to the Tower!"
Abruptly, the jutsu was released and the clone puffed away, leaving a disturbed Kakashi behind. He released a breath, stored his paradise inside the safety of his pouch then sprinted towards his destination.
Just what did they pull now, these three.
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I left you all in the dark, didn't I? You'd like to know what happened in the time frame betwen Sakura-found-Naruto and Sakura-in-office? ◕‿◕
Then, please be my guest, and wait for chapter three =D
Love, love
- Doujin