A/N: Just a series of shorts I've had bouncing around in my head. No specific characters/pairings, just random insights on daily lives/occurrences. Fleshing out some of the background characters.

Feel free to comment any time now, duders.

Sakura closed the book in front of her and stood up, pushing her chair in. The library was otherwise silent as she left, book under her arm.

Making her way towards the tower, she pondered her reading. She would definitely have to ask Tsunade about the last article she had read.

She waved at Izumo and Kotetsu, undoubtedly on their way out to the gate for their normal duty shift. They waved back, then resumed the shoving match they were in, apparently over who Anko had winked at.

Biting her lip, she rounded the corner and nearly ran into Kakashi. He waved at her, his nose buried deep in his orange-covered book. His eyes never left it as he headed down towards the market district, yet he managed to not once walk into anything. He even managed to catch a melon that a civilian had dropped before it hit the ground, handing it back to her without even a twitch of his eyes.

Sakura continued her musings, making her way to the Tower and up to her Sensei's office. The door was opened a crack already, and she stepped through silently, adjusting the book under her arm. Tsunade nodded her acknowledgement of her entry, then continued her conversation with the ANBU operative before her.

The operative, a tall, heavy-set man with a vaguely avian mask, kept nodding in all the right places, his left hand idly on his hip while his right hand stroked the pommel of his kodachi. A few moments later, the conversation ended, and the man was gone with only a wisp of smoke betraying that he had been present.

Sakura stepped forward, flipping open her book to the article she had bookmarked. Setting it down on the desk, she looked at the older woman. "Sensei, how I can I pick just one person to focus on with this, when it seems like every ninja in this village suffers from it?"

Tsunade smiled, pulling her desk drawer open to reveal a jug of sake and a saucer. "Sakura, you've just passed that portion of my teaching. That was exactly the conclusion I wanted you to come to."

The chuunin merely glared as her Sensei downed her first serving of sake. Speaking of neurosis…