So... it's been a while, huh? My bad. Since I posted the first chapter, I've moved to another state. Got a new job. Moved back to my home state. Lived in three different places, and have gone through two cars. Good times. So, uh. Yeah. Sorry. I'll actually update it now that I'm stationary and have a computer. I don't have a beta btw. I read over it multiple times. I hope it doesn't suck too bad!

Edit: I fixed the format and added some lyrics. Oh and I fixed a few words.

Chapter 2: Are you kidding me?

Words don't seem to come so easy
When I need them oh so badly
Here's to playing tug of war with my vocal chords
Maybe I can give this another
Shot or sing about a broken
Heart, or imitate the way it feels
If this is happening for real

Sakura closed the door behind her and left her last patient for the day. It had been nothing serious, just a genin that had hit their head too hard during training. She handed his chart to one of the nurses at the floor's check in desk and started down the hallway. She glanced at her watch and figured it was time for a break. A drink from the vending machine sounded good.

It was a slow day at the hospital, which both relieved and disappointed Sakura. Not many people were seriously injured, which Sakura always thought was a good thing. However, when there wasn't a lot to do, the day seemed to drag on. She had a few interesting, if not funny, patients today though. One man had gotten a shuriken stuck in an uncomfortable spot that made him unable to sit down. When Sakura had asked him how it happened, him mumbled something about a prank his genin students played on him. Sakura dearly hoped that if she ever took a genin team, they were nothing like his students. Even team seven had never done anything like that, and they were well known for the pranks they played.

The pink haired medic stopped her trek down the hall to look out the window. The weather was nice for this time of year, and she was grateful that she would be able to enjoy it soon. In Konaha, the month of June was filled with days in which the temperature would reach the high nineties to the low hundreds. It was those days that she was glad she kept her hair short, and when a little part of her also wished she was a guy so that she, too, could walk around shirtless. Today, however, was only in the low nineties with enough of a breeze to offer comfort, but not too much that you would get dirt blown in your face (that will do wonders to your make up).

The medic's face lit up when she saw Shizune making her way to the building. The Hokage's assistant was a sure cure to Sakura's boredom, even if seeing her meant she would be removing an arm from somebody's stomach (anything was possible in the world of shinobi), it would be something to do. Sakura turned to start back down the hall before a flash of gray made her do a double take. She looked down below only to see a little boy carrying a mop over his shoulder.

'Be still my beating heart. Maybe I should avoid windows…' Sakura snorted as soon as she thought it. 'Right, avoid windows. Maybe next I'll just stop going outside. And eventually I can just resort to locking myself in my closet and eat my own clothes to survive. Right.'

Sakura shook her head and starting walking towards the elevator to meet Shizune. Even she had to admit to herself, her avoidance of her former teacher was beginning to get ridiculous. And though she knew this, she couldn't bring herself to stop. Sakura didn't even know what to say if they were to talk about it. The medic wasn't so stupid that she couldn't figure out that they hadn't had sex, though it took a couple of days to draw this conclusion. But she didn't know what all had happened either. She woke up in his bed, wearing his shirt no less and she had a hard time believing that nothing had happened. Sakura wasn't that experienced in the subject, but she knew enough to know that you could do a lot of things in between having sex.

She honestly couldn't say what she would do if it was confirmed that something had happened. Part of Sakura would be embarrassed for even letting it happen. Even in her drunken state, she should have been able to shrug off a few advances, even from someone as close to her as the copy-nin. The other part of her would be furious with Kakashi for breaking her trust in such a way. Regardless of who came on to whom, he should've at least stopped it from happening.

She shook her head and let the thoughts go. It would do no good to keep thinking about it until she finally talked to him. Not that she really knew when that time would come, but letting it get to her like it was certainly wasn't helping.

When she reached the elevator the doors opened to reveal an exhausted looking Shizune. As soon as the other medic's eyes met Sakura's, they instantly lit up.

"Sakura! You're just the person I was looking for," Sakura blinked at the older woman's words.

"Um, yes? Long day?" Sakura asked as Shizune sighed and stepped out of the elevator.

"Very. I honestly don't understand how Tsunade-sama manages to accumulate so much paper work. Even for being Hokage, she has way too much. I was just about to bang my head into my desk when they called me down to the poisons department," As soon as she finished speaking her eyes widened and she turned only to have the doors shut in her face. "I'm on the wrong floor…" Her shoulders slumped a little as she pushed the up button. Sakura gave her a look of sympathy, and then pushed the down button for herself.

"At least you're getting out of the office," Sakura offered with a smile. "But what did you need me for?" At this Shizune smiled wryly.

"Well, actually, Tsunade-sama's the one that needs you," At this Sakura's smile faltered. "It's not for paper work!" The older woman added quickly. "She just needs you relay and explain a mission that has a lot of medical information involved. She's too busy to do it herself, and I can't do it since I have to go to the poisons department." A ding sounded as the elevator going up arrived.

"Oh. Alright. I guess I'll head over there then. Thanks, Shizune," They both gave a wave, and Shizune stepped into her elevator, Sakura's arriving only a couple of seconds later. The pink haired medic stepped into the empty elevator and pushed the button to the first floor. Leaning against the wall, she looked up at the reflective ceiling and observed her current state. She looked a lot better than she did most days which showed just how little she had done that day. Her medic uniform barely had a wrinkle in it while her hair looked the same as it had this morning, and that was a rarity in itself. Usually it needed a good brushing at least by three hours into her shift.

The elevator doors opened to the first floor and Sakura stepped out. Since she probably wouldn't be coming back to the hospital after her visit to the Hokage, she decided it would be best to change out of her medic clothes first. Sakura just hoped that whoever she was relaying this mission to wasn't too challenged when it came to medical information. If that ended up being the case, it could take hours, rather than a simple thirty minutes. Sakura sighed and headed towards the lockers, hoping that her luck wouldn't be that bad.

Tsunade seriously hated paperwork. The Hokage decided if there was indeed a hell, it would consist of filing a never ending amount of paper work. The past few days had been spent going over way more documents than usual, and she couldn't figure out for the life of her where it had all come from. It was days like this that she almost regretted agreeing to become Hokage.

A knock at the door made the slug princess look up from her desk. 'I knew there was some kind of god out there,' Tsunade almost sighed in relief. Any break from paper work was welcome with open arms. Hell, even an AA meeting was looking a lot more entertaining than this.

"Come in," Tsunade called after a second knock sounded. A second later her pink haired apprentice was opening her door and stepping in.

"You wanted to see me, shishou?" Sakura closed the door behind her.

She did? Honestly, Tsunade didn't even remember summoning her. What had she called her for…?

"Something about relaying a mission…." Sakura trailed off, hoping to jog the older woman's memory.

"Oh, that's right," Tsunade shuffled through the many documents and scrolls before she pulled out a mission scroll. She tossed it to the young medic and then pulled out another paper. "Now, let's see… you are to relay and explain this mission to…." Her eyes scanned down the list until one name caught her eye and she immediately made her decision.

"Sakura."

"Yes, Tsunade-shishou?"

"Why have you been avoiding Kakashi?"

To say the question caught Sakura off guard would be a vast understatement. The medic nearly choked on her own spit, she was so surprised.

"W-wha-I don't know what you- excuse me?" The kunoichi could only sputter.

"You heard me. Why have you been avoiding Kakashi?" The Hokage asked again.

"I… I don't know what you're talking about, shishou…" Sakura looked like she wanted to find a hole and disappear, and Tsunade couldn't help but smirk at this.

"Honestly, it's not that hard to catch on. Do you realize how many times Shizune or I have been talking to you, and as soon as that man begins to come within the vicinity you either tensed up or excused yourself? Even that fool Naruto would've caught on by now," Tsunade looked expectantly at her apprentice. Sakura was silent for a while, possibly because she was just embarrassed, or maybe she was trying to come up with a plausible excuse.

"We had a bit of an incident," She mumbled so low Tsunade barely caught it.

"Oh? Is that so? And you haven't cleared it up yet?" Tsunade already knew the answer to the question.

"We haven't had a chance to speak to one another." More like Sakura never gave them a chance to talk to one another, but who was being technical?

"That's too bad. Well, now's your chance," The slug princess barely contained her laughter at the 'I've-just-been-stabbed' look on the girl's face.

"B-but, shishou-"

"No buts. Read over the scroll, explain all the delicate parts, and make sure he understands. Got it?"

"Yes, shishou." The look on Sakura's face could've been the poster for a 'Feed the Children' add.

"Great. Now get out of here."

Sakura bowed, obviously tense, and turned to exit. After the door shut behind her, Tsunade finally broke out into a grin. Sure, a small part of her felt a little bad for her apprentice, but mostly she was just amused. It was situations like these that made being Hokage more bearable.

Kakashi strolled into the jounin building in his usual state: slouched over with one hand in his pocket and other holding his infamous bright orange book. His fellow jounin had long gotten used to his choice of reading material, though there were always one or two disgusted stares he got. Not that he really cared seeing as most people were smart enough not to say anything to him about it. Of course every few months or so, there was always one poor individual who didn't know any better. The copy nin's sharp tongue always made them realize just why exactly no one questioned it.

He stopped at the front desk, not bothering to even look up from his book.

"Ah, Kakashi-san. We were beginning to think you'd never pick up your mission scroll," The chunin behind the desk reached over into what Kakashi assumed to be a "box o' missions". Kakashi merely grunted in reply.

Without a word Kakashi took the scroll and walked out of the building. As you could tell, he was quite the conversationalist. Not that he really cared. He pocketed his favorite book and opened his mission scroll only to see "See Medic-nin Haruno Sakura". Awesome. He really hadn't had enough awkward moments that day.

It didn't take long to find the pink haired kunoichi. She was simply waiting in the lobby of the hospital. Here he was looking forward to a good game of hide-and-go-seek. Maybe next time.

Even from where he was he noticed the look of death upon her face. Either she was really dreading their encounter or she had a serious case of indigestion. ...it was probably the indigestion. Who wouldn't look forward to seeing him?

"Yo." He didn't even finish lifting his hand to wave before she jumped up and nearly knocked the chair over.

"Kakashi-sensei! You scared me!"

Really? Ninja's these days.

"Hello Sakura. I hear you're giving me my mission details. Good times," Kakashi noted that the look on her face said she felt just the opposite. Sad times?

"Um, yes. Did you want to go outside? It's really nice out and I'm getting tired of being in the hospital," Sakura managed a weak smile. He had to give her credit for that. He simply shrugged in response and Sakura took that as a yes.

She sighed, grabbed her scroll and lead the way out the front doors. She stopped at a bench a little ways away from the hospital and sat down. Kakashi didn't bother sitting himself, choosing instead to lean against the back of it.

"Okay. Um. Alright." She was off to a great start indeed. "So a big part of your mission involves poison. It's very powerful and very concentrated. A drop of it could cause serious illness. A teaspoon would kill a man up to 200 pounds. If he's more than 200 hundred pounds go for 2 teaspoons."

"And if he's more than 400 hundred pounds, tell him to go on a diet?"

"Um. No. Just go for one teaspoon for every 200 pounds." Sakura was quite the joke killer today. Kakashi just nodded in response. "The best way to slip him the... Kakashi-sensei?"

Slip him the Kakashi-sensei? Huh? Oh wait, she was going to ask him a question.

"Yes, Sakura?" He had a feeling he knew where this was going.

"About that night..." Yup. It's like he was psychic. Maybe he should exploit that... "We haven't talk about it since it happened..."

"Oh. Well that's because you keep avoiding me," Kakashi happily pointed out. Sakura flinched. That's right. Be guilty. Ohhhh, not really.

"I couldn't talk to you about it because I was…" Sakura fidgeted as she thought of what she was trying to say.

"Because you were embarrassed? Why would you be embarrassed?" Well he knew why she would be embarassed, but it didn't hurt to ask.

"How do you expect me to react to something like that? Of course I'm embarrassed. Why wouldn't I be embarrassed?" Kakashi could tell that his former student was starting to lose her temper.

"Honestly Sakura, you're just being sensitive. You shouldn't be letting this bother you so much. This type of thing happens a lot; it's really not that big of a deal," As soon as Kakashi finished and noticed the shock in his former students eyes, he knew she had taken it the wrong way. For Sakura, though, those words confirmed what she had feared the most.

"I can't believe you! I can't believe you can just brush something like this off like it's no big deal! I thought you were better than this but no! Are you that desperate that you can't keep your hands off of your own friend? I used to be your student! I trusted you, damn it!" By now Sakura was glaring so hard Kakashi was surprised she didn't bust a vein. "You're nothing but a worthless, sick, pervert!"

And that, Kakashi decided, was the limit of his patience. It wasn't often that the copy nin got mad. It was less often that he got angry with a close friend. Somehow, though, Sakura had managed. And she had done a damn good job.

"Sakura."

"What?" The kunoichi snapped.

"Are you seriously that stupid?" Sakura's blinked in surprise as Kakashi gave her his best eye crinkle-smile.

"What? How dare you! After what you did to me? I don't think you have any room to talk at all-"

"Right, and I'm sure you think that song's about you too," The confused look on the pink haired girl's face told Kakashi that she was too young and culturally sheltered to get that reference. He brushed it off.

"Let me clear a few of things up for you, because you're obviously confused," The voice he used sounded cheerful, but Sakura knew he was anything but. "Despite what you may hear about me, I am not some sex crazed maniac. I don't need to have sex. I certainly don't have to resort to taking advantage of my drunk former student who couldn't even stand up right to get my jollies off."

"But-"

"Secondly," Kakashi interrupted. "You are not so irresistible that I can't keep my hands off of you. I don't feel the need to touch you when you're sober, and I sure as hell don't feel the need when you're completely wasted. But, don't let that ruin your own perception of yourself. I'm sure there are plenty of over hormonal teenage boys that would've been more that happy to go 'all the way'."

"Kakashi-"

"And finally, while you are my dear former student, I can safely say you really don't know much about me. In fact, I'm positive that the only thing that could rival your lack of knowledge about me, is my lack of give a damn. Toodles."

And with a puff of smoke and leaves, Sakura was left alone to stare in shock.

What. The. Fuck.