Hello there,
I realized that I did not updated this story for a while and it needed to be updated so I'm posting the first part of chapter 10, since the rest have yet to be written.
Cupi
There goes this popular thing called disclaimer, meaning that I do not own Naruto.
Chapter 10: Time and distress - Part I
One week had passed since Naruto started his additional taijutsu training with Kurenai. One week passed and the blonde kunoichi in training started to notice that something was quite off. Yes he was getting slowly better at his new taijutsu, he did not expect to master it overnight, after all. Something completely else was wrong and he had yet to find out what.
After today's kunoichi lesson he went to Kakashi-sensei's place to have dinner with the silver haired man. And once the food was served Naruto finally found what was bothering him past few days. They had exactly the same dish every day past week. Of course miso soup with rice was quite tasty and easy to make, but eating it seven or more days in row was quite unbearable. And so the young blonde came with only possible solution, he had to cook himself, starting tomorrow, since today's dinner was already being eaten.
"Kakashi-sensei?" said blonde kunoichi in training trying to gain his sensei's attention, once they finished their dinner.
"What is it, Naruto?" raised eyebrow the silver haired jounin, resting his both arms on table and leaning forward closer to his student.
"Can you perhaps cook only miso soup?" asked the boy.
At that moment the manipulative jounin knew he won. Oh Kami how he was frustrated not being able to eat his blonde student's cooking for so long. This was the worst week his in life, period! The silver haired man had no idea how he was able to survive so long without his student's cooking and eating only miso soup for more than SEVEN days. Luckily for him his little cute genin finally came to understand than he should be the one cooking. Well the manipulative silver haired man had planned this from the very beginning by making same dinner every day, so was his evil plan. Muhahaha!
And now after the endless days of suffering same food, the waiting was over. Kakashi had to make sure, that tomorrow's dinner will be made by Naruto and thus he had to answer appropriately.
"Well, I told you that the miso is like an old fried of mine, didn't I?" answered the one eye hiding man, not answering directly. Yes Kakashi knew how to cook many other things, but Naruto didn't have to know that, at least for his sensei's sake.
At that moment Naruto looked shocked and bit distant. He remembered well what Kakashi-sensei told him about miso. The memories were immediately followed by WTF facial expression followed by horrific realization that his sensei was probably eating only miso soup until now.
'Men,' sighed Naruto inwardly and shook his head. The young blonde knew that he would have to start cooking for his sensei sooner or later again. He didn't wanted to loose his dinner time with sensei, but he was so preoccupied by his taijutsu training. Musing on the subject for a while the kunoichi in training knew that he could possibly cook the dinner but it would be served later around 7 pm and he would have to go shopping in the morning, before missions and training.
The silver haired manipulator was watching his student musing and knew that the blonde was thinking about how possibly cook a dinner for his sensei. Under the mask Kakashi was drooling.
"Alright! Tomorrow at 1900, my place," ordered Naruto his sensei. And the silver haired man gladly obeyed. Though what his student said didn't sounded so innocent in the Icha Icha reading man's mind. Kakashi left a little giggle on that thought. This went unnoticed by blonde kunoichi to be and once the dishes were cleaned, student and teacher said their respective good nights and Naruto left for home.
This was his worst week in life. Not only his teach, he wanted to black mail, disappeared without any trace shortly after their training every day. He tried to stalk him, but jounin was good at making escape. The boy was also being stalked by his pink haired teammate, who was quite obvious to notice. Thus categorizing her as weak because of hers almost non exiting stealth skills.
But that was not the worse. Day after the 'groping incident' she was once again in hers fangirl mode, and it was getting worse by hours. The last Uchiha also noticed that she took a picture of him. None of fangirls ever tried that before, this was getting creepy. His self preservation instinct was telling him to ignore her even more than he did before, but she was SO annoying and hell of persistent. And so Sasuke started making another plan, right next to 'kill bastard brother' and 'blackmail pervert teach' plans, this new one would be called 'cherry blossom assassination'. Why such nice name for the plan? Well 'silently and painfully butcher the pink haired annoying bitch stalker' was quite long and specific name for plan and he didn't wanted to waste his precious time on the pink annoyance.
And so was Uchiha Sasuke brooding even more, this week.
For the first time in hers life she was finally alone. No sight of hers inner self. She was quite, peaceful and serene. The little devil was no more whispering and she could be herself. Since no one else was disturbing hers mind she could focus on hers Sasuke-kun one hundred percent. If Haruno Sakura was Sasuke-kun's fangirl before, she was now obsessed with him.
She even bought camera, and no cheap one, well she earned a large amount of money on those missions Kakashi-sensei, was making them do. She bought camera for simple reason, she was stalking hers Sasuke-kun and on course she wanted to have a lot of his pictures. He was so cute and handsome. The crazed fangirl took as many photos as she could and by the end of the week hers whole room was full of Uchiha Sasuke-kun's pictures. Every wall was 'decorated' with pictures of black haired boy.
The love mad cherry blossom was thinking what she should do next time. Of course the photos of Sasuke-kun were nice, but those were just smelless, tasteless pictures. Maybe she could visit his house when was not at home and take some of his clothing. That was a good plan.
