Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any characters.
General: Mild Language and Sexual innuendos.
Chapter 2
Fate
Sakura sat on her bed, looking down at her arms. Long white scars lined her lower arms, she sighed. Well there goes any chance of wearing a swimsuit this summer. She pouted getting up from her bed. Ah well, this spring I'll be starting High school. She had been absent from school the rest of the year (which had been about six months); she couldn't bring herself to go. The teachers sent her homework and tests, which she passed all of them. Brains... She sighed, what good are they with out social interaction? Her lips pouted to a small frown; Hopefully I'll be able to make some company connections in high school. Much like her father she calculated possible outcomes of relationships with others in a business fashion. Like her mother she worried about how she looked and was now quite shy about her newly found scars. At least... At least the school uniform has a sweater that I can wear. Pouting again. Damn it.
She dressed herself, in a pink dress that covered her arms to the wrists; it was knee length and a soft fabric. The front was white cotton, which cut across the top of her breasts three inches from the collarbone; this fabric met the pink material just under the bosom also cutting off at the shoulders, three small buttons for decoration placed in the middle of this light fabric, the design was clearly suppose to make you look, there. The hem of the skirt portion of the dress had a small lace trim on it to match the top. After she finished getting dressed she left her room, walking down the hallway and stairs she went into the dining room. Her father and mother were already there, eating and reading. Nether of them looked up at her. Sadly she would have thought that her near death experience would change them... she was wrong. Nothing changed, although her mother seemed more lenient towards her these days.
Quickly she was ushered food; today it was waffles and strawberries. She smiled Chin-san was trying to make her happy. She'd have to thank him later. Missy brought her the new weekly issue of 'New Image' she hoped that somewhere she'd see another article about... him. She never did, in fact it seemed like he vanished off the face of the earth. She had asked her father about him, he brushed it off. Now she wondered... where did he go? She just couldn't forget his eyes... strangely enough; she really did wish she could see him again. Although it was mostly to thank him for saving her life. She still had that card from the flowers he sent, What exactly is Chronos though? It was probably like a code name for the team that saved her or something along those lines. 'Second chances... do not waste what is given you.' She'd probably live by those words for the rest of her life.
Flipping though the pages she saw an article about Tsunade, she smiled the woman is beautiful, Golden eyes blond hair... and her breasts... god Sakura groaned to herself inwardly, I'd kill to have something like that.. their HUGE! Reading the article she noted that Tsunade was making a modeling company which was taking the world by storm. Lucky her, ah well... unlike her I have to go to med school. Deep down she wished she could just... 'give up' inheriting Angel's Tower, she'd really like to be a model or actress or even a singer! Maybe someday, if fate was on her side she could do just that. No... no it can't go like that... not with these scars, damn it. Pouting again she got up with the article in hand walking to the door. Her mother didn't stop her, with stupid petty things anymore. Maybe she wanted her daughter to have some kind of life. Yeah right.
Sitting at his desk Kakashi flipped though a medical book waiting for Asuma to show up. He's never early; then again he'd never brought someone back from the dead. She really was dead; his will alone brought her back. He did feel responsible for her life, after that he took up second medic to Chronos which pissed Tenzou off. He wanted to take up a simpler job, one not as hazardous... one where he wouldn't see a young girl die in his arms. He shivered as the door opened; it slid across half exposed metal causing an ungodly sound.
"Yo, took you long enough."
"Early, you sir are never early. What the hell is going on? Hell must have frozen over." Asuma looked down at the young medical doctor sitting at his desk. Asuma was as full of life as he was everyday, but still that damn cigarette in his mouth, Asuma was sure to point out it wasn't even lit.
"I think so really, honestly I think there is something wrong with me."
"Yes, yes there is. High school doctor? You are... mad you know that."
"Pays well."
"Not as well as this job and you know it."
"Like I need money, really."
"I know it's just going to be strange without you here. Genma got himself drunk last night; I think he's going to miss you."
"Oh god, it's not like you guys can't come see me or anything. We'll go bar hopping once a week... or month... or something."
"Tell him that, you know who he was with last night?"
Kakashi shuddered. "Uh... don't tell me." He made his nose wrinkle thinking the name, "Gai."
"Yeah, didn't help he kept putting another bottle in Genma's hand shouting something about 'spring time of youth' or some shit, I think he got turned down again."
"He can't hook a woman to save his life."
"There was... one girl."
"Uh yeah I wouldn't wish Anko on anyone in the world though."
"Point taken. So hot shot... School doctor, Co-ed or single?"
"Co-ed private school, rich and all that crappy shit."
"Crappy shit... never heard that one. What's the school called?"
"Weird enough it has a fairly odd name, Konoha."
Asuma cocked an eyebrow, "Odd"
"Yeah translation from some other language," Shifting in his seat he slouched a little, dropping his eyes lazily to the book in front of him. He looked as though he'd had a spark of inspiration. No, not really, seeing as he usually never acts on his good ideas. Asuma noticed the way Kakashi was sitting. Something was still bothering Kakashi, but Asuma wasn't one to say anything. Kakashi's arms were just drifting to his side while he slouched. That was the way he sat when he was thinking about something. Breaking into Asuma's thoughts, Kakashi spoke up, "Personally though, I like what the school was originally called a few generations ago; Hazakura Gakkou."
"Oh that is nice, why did they change it?"
"No clue."
"Tenzou told me about that Sakura girl," He paused, looking at Kakashi, "He told me you headed her stitching and surgery. 200 stitches? Damn, that's going to leave scars."
"216 actually, I did try to make it as small as possible so that there was minimal scaring." He looked up, still with a very lazy look on his face. Asuma knew at that instant that is what he was thinking about. "You do know I'm still shocked she's alive."
"I hear you there, over few minutes no response is a long time, especially for the person administering the care."
"For some reason, I knew... I knew deep down that she was still here..." he drifted off into his own thoughts at that point. Asuma coughed loudly to stir him from his daze "Yeah so this school is odd, they want me to wear a contact in my left eye." He shrugged.
"Why? Mis-matched eyes a little too weird for them?"
"I think so; I can't help my pigmentation being off in my left eye. I told them to shove it... they said, you will do so or no deal. So yeah stuck wearing a contact every morning." He groaned "I hate putting things in my eye, let alone my left one." He made small wincing actions, which seemed involuntary. Just then the door scraped open again. Genma stood there propping himself up slightly on the frame, he looked like shit and Asuma promptly commented on it.
"You look like ass."
"I love you too, Asuma." Weaving his way drunkenly into the room, he flung his arms around Kakashi, "Don't leave me!" He wailed. Kakashi knew that smell... he was still shit-faced. Genma kept making kissy faces at Kakashi before he got pushed to the floor.
"I don't like men and you know it..." Before he finished telling him off Genma, stood up and planted a kiss squarely on Kakashi's lips. Asuma laughed, knowing damn well Kakashi would end up kicking the poor drunk man's ass.
"Good pair." Pushing him away again, giving him a rather nasty glare he stood up to kick Genma's ass. Completely falling to the floor Genma couldn't help but laugh.
"Shit... I never thought I'd get away with that." Pulling himself up into his own chair across from him, smiling in away that only a drunk would really know how. "You are leaving us aren't you?" pouting at the younger man across the way.
"Yes, I'll be second medic to Chronos still though." Genma pulled off his bandana trying to look like he's not too drunk.
"What's the job? I mean it can't pay nearly as well as this one."
"School doctor," chortled Asuma, Genma perked up with interest.
"Really, is it an all girls' school?"
Kakashi sighed. "No Co-ed."
"Damn. Well, I'll visit you sometime."
"Hell no, you'd just try to find yourself a piece of jail bait. Tenzou wouldn't forgive you if you got arrested, while visiting 'me'."
"I'll be good! Promise." He winked.
"I don't believe you, in any way, shape or form."
"Believe who with what?" Tenzou quietly asked slipping in to the conversation.
"Nothing', " Genma mumbled wistfully, looking up at the fan. He was obviously trying not to bring too much attention to the fact that he was drunk.
"I see. Drunk again, Genma? I should dock your pay."
"Noooo pleeease! It's Gai's fault. He wanted a partner to drown his girl-less life with."
"Hm... doesn't change the fact that you are drunk at work."
"Sorry…" He pouted and looked away.
"What is Genma sorry about this time?" asked a woman that came into the room more quietly then Tenzou.
"Being drunk at work... Again." Asuma perked up.
"I see. Should I make note of that?"
"No need Suzy. Tenzy already did." Genma whistled, while getting water from the mini fridge below his desk. Obviously a well-practiced drunk, hard at work. As Genma took his first hearty drink from the bottle of water, Shizune took a moment to give him a few choice words.
"Ahem... Suzy?" She glared. "That would be Shizune to you." She planted her heel on his foot, making Genma spit his water everywhere.
"Damn it woman." He jumped up looking down at her, "The nickname becomes you; no need to be pissy." She quickly retorted with a slap. Reeling from the slap, Genma sat down hard on his chair. He rubbed his face as she continued to yell at him; this time at the top of her lungs.
She's got guts standing up to him. Making a mental note not to piss off Shizune, Kakashi watched the love spat continue.
"That's Shizune to you! Not woman, not Suzy... get it right or DIE." She glared at him.
"Fine, fine sorry... Shizune." There was a note of disrespect plain in his voice, Shizune seemed unfazed by it.
"Good, at least now you know." she said, looking down at him with her nose in the air.
"Now, now children" Tenzou started. "We do have a mission today, and I'd love to get paid for being on time. Genma, soak your head before getting dressed. And Kakashi, good luck at your new job. Kids these days are evil. You let me know if I need to crack down the fear." He made his trademark scary evil face, which made Shizune take a couple of steps back. Kakashi chuckled.
"No need, but if I need you I will call. By the same respect, if you guys need me, let me know. Congratulations on Special Medic Shizune-chan." He shook her hand, she blushed.
"Alright, no dawdling. Get changed. We leave in 15. Later, Kakashi." He was already heading for the door.
"Later Guys, drinks tonight?"
Genma smiled at his best friend, "Hell yes, please don't invite Gai. I don't want to show up to work shit-faced again."
"I see, very well." There was a distinctive smirk on Kakashi's face as he vanished from the doorway. He could hear Tenzou shouting about being more punctual. To Kakashi this was ironic, because Tenzou was running pretty late, himself… again.
"Sakura, does that fit?" Her mother asked waiting for her to come out of the dressing room at the uniform's specialty shop.
"Yes."
"Come out and let me see." Sakura pulled back the curtain to the dressing room, black tights, black and white cross-hatched pattern skirt that came to just above the knees, white button up blouse with sleeves, and long red tie with a tiny silver leaf embroidered on the wide end. She held a sweater over her arm, which was black in color. "Very good, I can't believe this school has such a plain uniform." She sighed.
"I'm fine with it, really." Her mother's attention was already on one of the workers of the store.
"What does the spring and summer uniforms look like for Konoha High School?"
"No mama, no need for that, I won't be wearing short sleeve shirts...ever again."
"You will get them, end of story. Just wear the sweater over it." Sakura's cheeks were flush in anger; her mother really never listened to her. Honestly, although she did have a point. A short sleeve under a sweater is better then long ones. She gave in to trying out the short sleeve spring version of the uniform. She came out wearing the sweater over it though. "Well let's see the sleeves," she waved to Sakura to take off the sweater, she seemed so disgruntled to do so though. But if she didn't her mother would prattle at her until she did. Sighing, Sakura removed the sweater. "That looks good. Alright, Miss I need five spring shirts, five winter shirts, four skirts, three ties and six sweaters." The lady helping them nodded but she seemed to be staring at Sakura's forearms. This action was noticed by Sakura who promptly ran back into the dressing room.
After dressing, Sakura came out; wearing the pink dress she was wearing that morning. Her mother had already bought all the clothing and had the clothes taken to the car. Her mother motioned to Sakura, who quickly followed in suit. "We'll be going to lunch. The next thing we shall do shall be to go to Hoshi's for your other school needs. After we are done with this, I shall have the chauffeur drop you off at the supplies store so you can get a new bag and other trifling school things." Her mother sighed; Sakura knew that she didn't want to be here.
"Mama, where will you be at while I'm at the suppliers?"
"Hm… mama needs a manicure, I'm sure you understand."
"Ah, I see. Alright. Should I meet you there after I'm done?"
"Yes, god knows you need a skin treatment." Sakura shuddered.
"Uh..."
"No questions do this for me and I'll treat you to something nice later." Sakura nodded adding a fake smile. 'Treats' Sakura noted was usually like a bribe to an official, instead of money though it was usually clothing or jewelry. Sakura didn't mind, but she really didn't want her mother to dote on her in such a manner. Really… should a mother have to resort to such tactics to get her daughter to do things? Clearly she felt she needed to. Oh well, maybe I can get that necklace I've been eyeing.
Lunch was nice; she rarely got the chance to spend 'quality' time with her mother. The time spent with her seemed really insincere, Sakura recognized this, since she spent most of the time, either on the phone with clients or reading something. She really wouldn't look directly at Sakura while eating, which Sakura thought was an odd habit for this older lady.
Her and her mother walked a short distance to Hoshi's; it was an expensive clothing store. Looking around she found shoes to go with her new uniform. Her mother had already picked out stockings, socks, slips, panties, and bras. Sighing Sakura knew her mother didn't really trust her to pick her own out. They were modest and covering, oddly enough she knew to her dismay what type of under-garments her mother wore… which were exactly opposite of what she picked.
"These will do Sakura?" Her mother asked.
"Yeah that should do, but do you think we can get some… other bras? These are really too plain." Sakura crinkled her nose.
"Well, I see no harm in it. Nothing too flashy, goodness knows you don't want it showing under the white shirt." She did have a point. Sakura looked around, she found a couple of white lace bras that she really liked. Holding them up, her mother gave her a nod of approval. Yes! Finally she sees me as being a young adult! Sakura was rather happy about this; she's never been allowed to pick out this stuff. It was thrilling, even if it is just underwear.
Her mother mentioned that she was going to get all of them; since more is usually better in some cases having different ones for different events is always handy. Sakura knew what she meant, like for example she needed to run for school she had a bra that supported that or she needed one for 'that time of the month' her mother was really good at picking out soft ones. Since when did her mother really understand her? Sakura shrugged if off as they made their way to the jacket selection. "Goodness, so many to pick." Her mother riffled though the selection, picking a black jacket with a few pockets. Sakura had seen this one before, it was the 'in' school jacket for this year. Holy crap, mother is actually on track for fashion! "We'll get this one, its simple yet pretty. It will go nicely with the uniform."
Sakura's mouth was open watching her mother walk away. She couldn't help but think… Is she really trying to make up for what happened six months ago? Or is she really trying to be a mother? Her mother turned around and smiled, "Coming?" she asked. Sakura shut her mouth and followed quietly. She wasn't going to complain, it's a nice change for once, being noticed.
Entering the Suppliers shop she knew why her mother didn't want to come in here. It wasn't like a typical shower me pretty pink girly store her mother was use to. It was rather cold steely and filled with really loud music. Without really noticing, Sakura fell into the beat of the music, her hips swayed while she walked. Controlled motions to the thumping beat of the song, her heart raced along with it. She liked this feeling, she felt somewhat alive.
She headed to the back area where they kept all the bags for school. There was no set requirement for this school, individuality was stressed on. Which frankly she thought was a bit off for a private school. Looking around she spied a rather cute pink backpack, it was a single strap buckle in the front of the pack. There was enough room for books, notebooks and possibly a binder. She really didn't carry any of that stuff around with her at school. She did note there were extra pockets for things like… make up. She couldn't help but smile. Picking it up, she moved to the other side of the store. The beat of the songs changed, she did take notice that other people in the store were moving along as well. Even the clerks were somewhat entranced to the music. What is this? Looking up at the billboard she took note of a bands name that she really didn't recognize. Strafing her way up to the counter past the customers in her way, she asked. "What is this?" The girl behind the counter smiled.
"Nice." She smiled, "Glad someone likes it. It's from over seas." She handed Sakura a small case. "Now if you spend 100 Ryu you'll get one of these as a gift. Special time offer, limited supply," she added that last bit simply because it was her job. Handing the case back to the lady, her eyes filled with a passionate challenge.
"Thanks! I'll try my best; I'd like to get one." She smiled walking away… she didn't notice the ladies expression, which was to say... 'cute kid, 100 Ryu is a lot for someone to spend in one sitting,' Sakura looked around for other things she could buy to get that CD. She really wanted it. It really made her feel… alive. She picked out pencils, pens, folders, notebooks, a box to put the pencils and pens in, and needless to say she picked up for the hell of it a small plushy that was sitting in the corner. It was a dog plushy, like a pug nosed dog all wrinkly she giggled "How cute" she said out loud. "Alright Mr. Doggie, you're coming with me." She stuffed him in the hand cart she was totting around.
Quickly she looked around; she thought she heard someone chuckle at what she'd done. But there was no one there. She shrugged; my imagination is running away with me… She didn't think much about it after that she had to get 100 Ryu's worth of items to get that CD. Needless to say she did get that goal, 115 Ryu later she left the store her new back pack on her back with the small plushy dog hanging its head out of the pocket. The CD was swiftly tucked into one of the smaller pockets inside, she wasn't hiding it… she told herself sighing, that was the most blatant thing she's done against her mother in a long time. Oh well, off to Monique's and off she went to the beauty parlor.
If she had turned to look back at the store she would have noticed what would have been a somewhat familiar silver haired man walking out of the store holding a plushy dog.
There was a smile on his face; He had been watching her in the store shopping. Originally he had gone to the suppliers shop looking for the new little orange book, but oddly enough he came across something more interesting. He had noticed the sway in her hips, as she walked to the beat of the music; in fact she seemed to be actually 'happy'. It gave him a small satisfaction of saving her life, it made him feel alive.
He couldn't help but laugh when she picked up a small plush dog and whispered to it like a six year old. He also felt somewhat ashamed that he hid from her when she turned around, after all who wants to be watched while shopping? He had gone about his business buying a few things for his new job, along with a couple of 'extra' items, indeed the orange book had come out, he had also picked up one of the small plushy simply because he was inspired at the moment, collecting himself outside the shop watching her walk away.
He looked down at the small dog and whispered, "Alright Mr. Pakkun, you're coming with me. Kurenai is going to kill me if I'm late." He walked off in the opposite direction that Sakura left.
Sakura made her way to the Parlor. Stepping in, she was grasped and guided by familiar hands. "Hello Dom. Hello Monique. How are you today?" She smiled.
"Good." Said the man with golden hair, petulantly. His eyes, today, were a shade of purple. Sakura could tell that Dom was having a bad day; there were dark circles under his eyes. Dom must have been in a hissy fight with his lover before coming to work.
"Don't tell lies Dom, You know as well as everyone else that you can't lie your way out of a paper bag. Pay no mind to him Sakura-chan; He just got into a fight with Travis who as we speak is sulking in the corner." Travis, as Monique pointed out, was in fact sulking in the corner. His bright blue hair was matted down and his eyes were looking down at the floor, even though he was working with a client. Sakura knew that Dom and Travis had been 'seeing' each other for a good two years, I wonder what they were fighting over... wait no I don't want to know.. it would probably involve sex. She shuddered slightly.
Monique is a very attractive woman she was in her mid-twenties and was all business. Her Raven colored hair was streaked with red and purple highlights today, her eyelashes were long and there were small glitter stones at the corner of her eyes. Her shade of eye color today was blue. Her lips were a shade of red which could be described as the morning sun on a summer's day. Her nails were in a matter of speaking, perfect. Manicured and painted with little iris'. The way Monique dressed so unorthodox; Sakura couldn't begin to imagine dressing that way. Monique was barley wearing anything. A tight tank-top, no bra, Fishnet stockings, a short skirt that came to the middle of her thighs and was topped off with stiletto heels that screamed 'I shall kick you in the nuts if you comment on being able to see my panties'. Sakura liked Monique; she was a great person and took care of Sakura's needs.
"Hurry get in here before you let all the air from outside in!" Monique was partly pulling Sakura into the parlor. "Now, Kissa has said we are to do a sink treatment on you Sakura-chan. Is there anything else you want done?" She leaned in and whispered in Sakura's ear, "It's nearly your 16th birthday isn't it? Why don't we do a full set?" Her eyes twinkled like a kid in front of a toy shop.
"Alright, you talked me into it."
"Great, Kissa-sama Sakura is doing a full set. That is ok... yes?" Her mother nodded. Sakura was mildly shocked that her mother was letting her get a full set done. Why the hell not? Might as well, I should look nice for school. Sakura also knew darn well that her mothers name wasn't 'Kissa', it's just something Monique called Sakura's mother. Sakura really never understood why.
A couple of hours later, Sakura came out of the parlor. She felt really good about herself. Monique made it a point not to stare at her scars, in fact she recommended a product she could use to diminish the scaring… not get rid of it mind you, just make it blend in more with her natural tone. Sakura said she'd give it a try. Her fingernails and toes were painted a simple cotton candy pink. Her hair had been treated as well, so it was softer and shinier then before. Monique had also trimmed the edges of Sakura's hair. Sakura remembered what Monique said, "Girls need to have perfect hair, to catch the perfect guy." Sakura giggled inwardly. Maybe somewhere inside Monique knew Sakura had a secret crush on someone. Silly, really. Sakura didn't have a secret crush. Or did she? She thought about it a moment, well I do like Sasuke... but I wouldn't call that a crush. Her mind drifted to remembering those eyes. Those mis-matched beautiful eyes. She shook her head No! no way, I don't have a crush on him! She wrinkled her nose. Carefully she following her mother into the next shop that she'd been taken too. Oh…that necklace is so close at hand now. She smiled, but her smile faded when she looked up to see… him.
There Kakashi was standing at the counter of the jewelry shop with a dark haired woman next to him; her arm interlocked with his. They were talking about something that Sakura couldn't hear. Her mother swept into the store and every one of the employees stopped to greet her. Sakura's face turned red with embarrassment... Shit why now of all days and all places, do I have to see Him while I'm with my mother, pouting inwardly. She heard her mother call her name.
"Sakura, please pay attention to what is around you." Her mother was already striding up the stairs. Sakura quickly followed. I want to die! Her mind screamed I'm so going to die of embarrassment! Her mother motioned for Sakura to sit at the counter, Oh no… oh my god, if he was to look up he could see up my dress if I was to sit here! Her mind reeled, but she had no choice, her mother forced her to sit at that counter. Sakura crossed her legs and tried to sweep her legs more to the right, facing her mother. Her mother was already engaged in conversation with the employee behind the counter.
Sakura looked at the display in front of her showcasing wonderful gold gem-studded necklaces, white gold diamond rings, pearl earrings, and intricate designed broaches. Sakura was now sitting in the really expensive portion of the jewelry shop... Sadly, down below, next to where Kakashi was standing; was the necklace she really wanted. Her mother was trying on different necklaces and rings. She motioned to Sakura.
"See anything you like?" Sakura's mother asked.
"There was one thing mama... but its down below."
"Ah I see, well when I'm done here, you can show me the thing you want, alright?" Sakura nodded. Sakura sat there with her hands in her lap, from time to time she looked down into the other display area, God he's still here. What in the world are they shopping for anyways... and why am I so upset that he's with a girl? There was a solid lump in her throat. Sakura wanted to cry. She didn't really understand why though. Its perfectly normal for a man like him to have a pretty girlfriend, I shouldn't be upset! Sakura told herself. What do I do…? Do I really have a crush on him? Her mind set into panic but before she could escape from her fate, Sakura's mother grabbed her by the arm.
"Shall we, darling?" Her mother had on a new necklace, white gold with a rather large gem in the center, it wasn't something Sakura would pick out for herself but it looked good on her mother. They started down the stairs, her mother whispered tactfully, "Lead me too it and we'll buy it. You know I do not really care for the things down here. But they do make wonderful gifts, I must say." Sakura gently lead her mother over to the counter where the necklace she wanted was. It was a single cherry blossom flower with a small diamond in the center. "Alright, you. Yes, you there. Wrap that up for us." She motioned at the employee that was helping 'them' Sakura wanted to die right there on the spot. The woman with him looked up and her amber eyes glared in a sort of manner. Oh god... why me.
"Yes Madam, pardon me a moment," He said quietly to the people he was working with. There was an audible sigh that came from his customer. Kakashi, he sighed. Oh lord, please don't notice me! She cried a little in her head. To late, he was looking right at her. Shit. But as quickly as he looked at her, he looked away. Wait... what? That was really odd. In a moments notice there was a small bag in her hands.
"Let us leave; we have a dinner appointment to keep Sakura. Your father is expecting us."
"Hai." Was the only thing she replied, ducking her head letting her hair fall in her face, I'm dying... just don't notice me anymore… All the store employees that had earlier said hello, just as quickly wished them a safe trip. Sakura could hear a stifled laugh coming from him. Her face flushed red as she ran out the door.
Looking up Kurenai pointed out, "You know it's not nice to laugh even though they are... well… rich." The word rich had a slight sense of malice to the way she said it.
"Yes, but... she's so cute embarrassed like that." The small smile didn't fade from him when he spoke about Sakura.
"Who?" Kurenai asked
"That girl. Her name's Sakura."
"Oh the one you and Asuma saved six months ago?"
"The same. Now, if you please... pick something out for Asuma before I pick something out to give to your husband."
"Hai, hai…" She seemed to be mimicking Sakura for a moment, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked that girl."
He shrugged, "As much as the next person I have saved in my time."
"No really, you kept looking at her. Besides what's up with that dog thing in your car? She has the same thing in her backpack."
"Ah... That I bought that at the suppliers shop, they had a special on… uh, that book and there was a CD that was available if you make a 100 Ryu purchase." He pointed out, "I just happened to see that dog and wanted it. Is there something wrong with a twenty-five year old man wanting a plush dog?"
"No, it's rather cute. Ah, I like that one, excuse me I'll buy that one there." Pointing down at a small simple gold necklace. She paused looking at Kakashi, "I hope he likes this."
"Sure he will, granted it will be under his clothing. But I'm sure he'll love it."
She smiled, "You tend to say what I want to hear, that's a bad habit."
"Never a bad habit. Now smoking, on the other hand, is a bad habit."
"See you did it again there, and yes I have to agree... I wish he would stop smoking." The two of them left the store, later that night they would meet up with their friends and talk about old times. Granted, Kakashi did do the one thing Genma asked him not to: he invited Gai.
TBC Chapter 3: Reunited
Just a couple of notes:
Hazakura - cherry tree in leaf
Gakkou- school
Ryu - currency money of this world
Sound tracks: VNV Nation's: Lightwave and Momentum (Matter and Form CD) are played at the Suppliers Shop.
Full set: Manicure, Skin treatment, Hair treatment, pedicure, ect. Normally its something thats done at a Spa but clearly this Parlor is advanced.
