Sakura awakened with a line of drool coming from her mouth, and an unpleasant pain in her back.
For a moment she didn't know where she was.
She looked down and saw an arm across her chest, which, was attached to the one and only—Kakashi.
"Hey," she said her voice still rough from sleep. He didn't move.
"He looks so handsome, especially when he's asleep like that." she whispered a small smile on her lips.
She decided she didn't want to wake him up. The woman slipped down under his arm, she fell to her knees on the floor in front of the coach. The position was very awkward and she found that in her tired state, she lost her balance and fell forward. She wacked her nose on the coffee table. The pain was first, then the blood spurted out of her nose.
"Holy freaking crap..." she hissed under her breath. She stood up and began lightly stomping her foot on the floor. Sakura held her hand to her nose at first, then she pinched it to stop the blood from dripping onto the floor. The shinobi walked quickly to the kitchen and grabbed a napkin. As she released the pressure to replace her hand with the tissue, she winced.
"Ouch." she said. Even though she had put up with so many worse wounds, she couldn't help the tears the sprouted inadvertently in her green eyes.
Kakashi who had ended up laying his head completely down on the coach, stirred. His eyes fluttered open.
"Sakura?" he said unaware of what in the world was going on. He wasn't even sure why in the heck she was here. He only saw her standing in the kitchen.
She turned around to look at him.
"It's okay, Kakashi," she said holding her non-bloodied hand out to him. Except it sounded more like:
"Ib obay, Abashi,"
He registered the blood on the hand holding the napkin to her face.
"What did you do?" he shouted jumping up to stand beside her, and immediately regretting it by the blood rush to his head. He wavered a little as he came to her.
"I hib my nobe." she muttered.
The silver haired man took a hold of the hand she held to her nose.
"Let me see it." he said gently.
"It's fine, it's fine!" she told him, a pained expression etched in her face.
"Let me see it," He still insisted.
"It's okay, I can just—" she sighed raggedly as she relented, and allowed him to remove her hand. Kakashi caught the napkin in his other hand as he reached up with the other to turn her face side to side.
"That looks bad, I'll get you some ice." he said as he was already opening his freezer to look.
"I could just heal it, you know?" she said.
He stopped his rummaging of the freezer. He scratched his mussed gray hair sheepishly.
"Right, it's okay I don't have any ice anyway..." he stopped the smile on his face and rubbed his temples
"Why is the freezer light so bright?" he said rubbing his eyes.
"You got drunk stupid idiot." she said crossing her arms as she looked at him in a annoyed matter.
His eyes widened he smacked his lips and concluded the taste of alcohol.
"We didn't...?"
Sakura tossed her bloodied napkin at him.
"No!" For heavens sake, I wasn't drunk too!" she said irritated.
He chuckled a little awkwardly.
"Right." he said scratching the back of his head.
Sakura looked down at her feet sighing.
"I guess I should get going huh?"
"Yes, I think you should." he said a distant look in his eyes.
She turned and walked to the door. It shut silently, but it sounded extremely loud to Kakashi.
He pulled the mask over his face.
This shinobi had business to attend to, hung over or not.
Sakura rubbed her nose a minute allowing the pain to set in a little more before she allowed the green energy to heal it. Sakuras deft hand fell back down to her side. She couldn't help but feel empty—somehow.
"Sakura-chan!" a voice she knew all to well yelled.
"Ino." Sakura said a little surprised.
"What are you doing way out here in this side of town isn't your apartment on the east side?"
"Yes, I uh I had some things to take care of." she said her mind still a little cluttered.
"Oh? What kinds of things?" Ino asked giving her a cocked stare.
"It's nothing. Don't worry about it." Sakura shrugged tightly hinting she wasn't about to indulge in Inos gossip hungry character. Ino had always been that way--it's just her loss of love had made her a really jaded individual, and Sakura didn't know whether she was friend or foe half the time.
"Alright, alright." Ino placated. "Don't get all bent outta shape. For goodness sake." Ino smirked.
The blond watched a little too intently at Sakura as she walked down the cobbled streets toward the Hokages estate.
A/N Time to get this ball rolling again! Very brief I know. Just trying to get back into this. Next chapter should be up within the week. Thanks for the reviews guys.