Lara'tjie: I finally found the time to up-date again. I hope you like this short story so far. Again, I sadly don't own Naruto.
Kisame: C'mon woman! You finally mentioned us but when is the there a bit of action?
Lara'tjie: *brandishing a rolled up magazine and hit him upside the head* Soon! Now stop questioning me you shark!
Sakura woke up with a blinding headache and a smile on her lips. Why the smile? Well she practically attacked the oh-so serious Sasuke with a pillow the day before. Even though she was locked in her bedroom now after being caught, "punished", and then draped over the shoulder of Sasuke, again, with a smirking Itachi following, the look on Sasuke's face when she swiped the pillow across his face again was priceless.
Yeah, Itachi came to help out too once everyone heard the commotion of her epic bat-…uh pillow fight. A mighty pillow fight it was indeed. She was quickly and drastically outnumbered, yet she never backed down. Ha, she even got in a few good hits too before she was, sadly, over powered by the boys. Really, it was unfair! They practically tickled her to death too!
A groan left Sakura's lips all the way from her laying position, to her sitting position, to her trying-to-get-up position. Gosh, this headache was pounding away like a merry go round with Naruto as the conductor.
Cracking an eye open she almost screamed, almost because the high pitched yelp did not count as a scream, nu uh. At her doorway, inside her room, stood a guard that suspiciously resembled one that once guarded her door the first few days when she was first subjected to her room in the mansion itself. The guard didn't even bat an eyelash at her. Wow…someone took their job too seriously, she thought wryly.
The man gave her a firm nod…but kept standing there looking all annoying and stuff.
Annoyed herself by the apparent stick up his ass she bit out,
'Can't a girl even get a bit of privacy?'
'No,' was the monosyllable answer. Sakura's eye twitched by the man's nerve and practically sprang from the bed, forgetting her headache which made her cringe. Now even angrier she marched up to him, pajamas and all ready to start a battle with the silent idiot.
'Oi! I want to change and I'm not gonna let you see me stripping down which will cause all of my innocence I have left to be tainted. My parents would be dishonored. They will practically be rolling in their graves. My whole being will be dishonored. I will bring shame upon the people who care about me!'
Sakura began sniffing dramatically and continued in her most saddest and ashamed tone of voice when he didn't even budge (he was probably warned of her utter cuteness),
'A…and I …I didn't even have a boyfriend yet…o…or a first kiss…or even a first date yet. Never held hands with a man I love and and-'
'Okay!' was the gruff reply of panic at the sight of her watery eyes that was on the verge of bursting into tears. Sakura had to keep her head down so her bangs and the shadows it created could hide the smirk of triumph.
After the guard closed the door behind him with a "click" she twirled around all the way to the centre of the room with a soft spoken
"Yes! I still got my good 'ol tricks!'
After Sakura's long and contented soak in the luxurious bathtub that was big enough for three people, she got dressed in a loose fitting baby blue dress that went to her heels. It has buttons all the way down from her neck where it had a nice classic collar. She combed through her hair a few times to make sure no knots were left and to kill some more time she tried braiding the long pink strands into complicated braids.
Sakura heaved a sigh of boredom. She guessed because of the guard that the library would most likely be a no-no for her, especially after the stunt she pulled yesterday. And anyway, if she did sneak past the guard, Mr. Grumpy Sasuke would be there in his study.
…but not the kitchen. With a smirk on her face Sakura began to quickly collect a few caps, namely her perfume bottle's cap, the spray bottle and her toothpaste's cap. Creaking open the door she noted that the guard stood with his back to her. She crouched down and when he turned to look down the hallway she threw the caps the other way. The caps snapped loudly against the opposite wall.
Using his sudden turn of attention to assess the awkward noises Sakura shimmied out from behind him and scurried to the closest trapeze hanging from the walls. She almost laughed out loud at the fun of all of this. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would be doing such things. She should have joined the mafia or something instead of the hospital, she thought with a smile. She almost did laugh out loud when she didn't get lost for the first time.
Quickly she entered the kitchen when she deemed it safe that no one was looking. With a smile on her face, she went straight to the freezer to check for some ice-cream. Smiling in delight she quickly grabbed the hand sized tub, shut the freezer door and fished for a spoon in the drawer to her left. Relieving the tub of its lid she dipped the spoon to scoop up a bite sized helping of the toffee flavored frozen dessert. With spoon upside down in her mouth she turned to head back to her room but froze in shock. He had his arms crossed in a blatant display of confidence; he was leaning against the opposite counter and he had a smirk of what she could only describe of utter mischief upon his lips.
Straightening himself slowly, making sure she saw his every move, he stalked towards her. Surprising her, he dipped his index finger in the tub still clutched tightly in her one hand when he came to a standstill right in front of her. Slowly, and deliberately, he brought his hand to his clean shaved face and popped his toffee coated finger in his mouth. At her intake of breath his smirked widened.
Sakura's eyes were probably as wide as saucers by now and her heart was beating a mile a minute as she watched, enthralled, as he dipped his finger into the frozen dessert again but this time he smeared the ice-cream across her nose.
The shock lasted for all but four seconds before her own grin surfaced. This might turn out to become an ice-cream war and this time she would definitely be the victor.
Lara'tjie: I would appreciate it dearly if you could let me know what you think. *bowing deeply* Please REVIEW!
