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Note: I AM TIRED OF PEOPLE YELLING ABOUT THE PAIRING! I WARNED YOU!!!!!!
* * *
Sakura opened her eyes slowly. She was curled up on her teacher's couch.
The pink-haired girl looked out the window- it was still dark, but the
living room lights were on. Then, glancing at the clock, she realized that
it was 1:30 in the morning, about forty-five minutes since she had fallen
asleep next to Kakashi...
She sat up with a start, and looked around the couch quickly, looking for
the jounin. She turned around and suddenly saw him, walking out of the
bathroom. He was wearing the pants from the party, but no shoes, headband,
shirt, or mask. Sakura had to admit to herself, he looked gorgeous. She
started to get up, but he gently shoved her shoulder so that she sat back
down.
"Here," he said, lightly throwing her a folded piece of cloth. The girl
unfolded it, revealing an X-large gray tee shirt. She looked up at him
quizzically.
"You can use it as a night shirt," he said simply, walking into the
kitchen. "I made up a bed for you, but it isn't much..." His voice trailed
off in uncertainty.
"That's okay, thanks," yawned Sakura, walking towards the bathroom. "I'm
gonna change now."
Sakura had to admit; slipping out of her party clothes and into a loose
shirt was definitely a good change. She looked in the mirror, fixing her
hair. She looked down before going back to the living room, now noticing
that the shirt only went down to mid-thigh. Oh well, too bad.
She walked back into the living room, noticing that Kakashi was back on the
couch, but was now reading. She plopped down next to him, and he snaked an
arm around her shoulders. He then glanced down.
"Er, Sakura, maybe I should find some pants to go with that?" he asked,
looking at the three-quarters exposed leg. Sakura shook her head and looked
at the book.
"What are you reading?" she asked, not having noticed when she came back
in. The man quickly blushed and closed the book, but not fast enough that
Sakura didn't see the title 'Icha Icha Paradise'. She sighed.
"Oh, Kakashi-sensei, why do you read that shit?" asked Sakura, pulling away
slightly. The man scratched his head, and nervously cleared his throat.
"Well, I er..." he stuttered, obviously without an answer. Sakura turned
away, feeling dejected. He noticed, and plastered a pained expression on
his face. "Well, God Sakura, I mean- guys have certain needs, and I just
don't want to pull them on you like that! I mean, I don't really think
you'd want to..." he leaned over and whispered something in her ear (we all
know what he was saying), and the girl blushed madly.
"Heh heh, good point," Sakura said gratefully. She snuggled back up to him,
but yawned in spite of herself. The man shook his head.
"I gave you the bed in the guestroom, the other two are on the floor," said
Kakashi, standing up. "You really should be getting some sleep now." Sakura
yawned again, and dragged herself to the room. She flipped on the light
and climbed under the covers, waiting like a little child for her sensei to
shut off the light. He appeared almost immediately, and sat down under the
edge of the bed.
"Good night, Sakura-chan," said Kakashi in a singsong voice as he kissed
her on the forehead.
"I'll do my best to sleep, even though these two won't let up with the
snoring," the girl replied sourly. "But good night, anyway," she finished,
pecking the jounin on the cheek. He stood up and clicked off the light, and
closed the door.
* * *
Sakura opened her eyes slowly, alert to the heavily, uneven breathing in
the room. She concluded that it was coming from her right, but she stayed
still nonetheless. That is, until a hand landed heavily on her shoulder,
almost pinning her. Then, she rolled over to the side and over to the
bedside table, clicking on the light. She gasped.
Both Naruto and Sasuke, each grinning lazily, were standing next to the
bed. Each showed all the visible signs of still being drunk. Naruto's hand
was resting heavily on the bed where her shoulder had been a few seconds
ago.
"Now, you two had better get back into your beds!" said Sakura, both
forceful and nervously. Sasuke just hiccupped, and grinned stupidly. Naruto
leered at her.
"Neh neh, Sakura-chan, this is the only bed around," he said, his speech
slurred. He then turned to Sasuke. "Now, did Sakura-chan just invite us in
bed with her?" he asked. Sasuke shook his head.
"Yeah, I think she did, Naruto," he agreed, hiccupping occasionally. Sakura
twitched nervously, knowing fully that the boys would never act like this.
Before she could stand up, though, the sheets were flung from the top of
the bed, and fell into a crumpled mess at the bottom of the bed. Sakura
tried to recover them, realizing that her nightshirt was not exactly
warding the two drunken boys away. She instead focused her energy on
preventing the garb from riding up any more, so her underwear didn't show.
She didn't notice until it was too late.
"Neh heh heh, hi Sakura," said a voice that she recognized as Sasuke's from
behind her. Before she could cry out, a hand locked itself over her mouth.
She tore at the hand madly, flailing and twisting madly, but to no prevail.
She let out a muffled shriek as the dark-haired boy nipped her ear with his
teeth, and Naruto plopped down on the bed next to her with the same stupid
grin on his face.
"Neh heh heh, Sakura-chan doesn't like her Sasuke-kun," squealed the boy,
his face flushing. As the Uchiha boy lowered his mouth to her neck, Sakura
looked pleading at Naruto with tears in her eyes. The boy sat there,
watching the struggling girl until Sasuke used his other arm (the one that
wasn't holding her mouth shut) and twisted his captive's arms behind her
back.
Sakura could only let out her small shrieks and continue kicking as she
prayed for someone- anyone- to help her.
* * *
Don't worry, she won't get raped. She's my favorite character, I can't let
that happen. READ NEXT CHAPPIE BEFORE YELLING AT ME!!!
Note: I AM TIRED OF PEOPLE YELLING ABOUT THE PAIRING! I WARNED YOU!!!!!!
* * *
Sakura opened her eyes slowly. She was curled up on her teacher's couch.
The pink-haired girl looked out the window- it was still dark, but the
living room lights were on. Then, glancing at the clock, she realized that
it was 1:30 in the morning, about forty-five minutes since she had fallen
asleep next to Kakashi...
She sat up with a start, and looked around the couch quickly, looking for
the jounin. She turned around and suddenly saw him, walking out of the
bathroom. He was wearing the pants from the party, but no shoes, headband,
shirt, or mask. Sakura had to admit to herself, he looked gorgeous. She
started to get up, but he gently shoved her shoulder so that she sat back
down.
"Here," he said, lightly throwing her a folded piece of cloth. The girl
unfolded it, revealing an X-large gray tee shirt. She looked up at him
quizzically.
"You can use it as a night shirt," he said simply, walking into the
kitchen. "I made up a bed for you, but it isn't much..." His voice trailed
off in uncertainty.
"That's okay, thanks," yawned Sakura, walking towards the bathroom. "I'm
gonna change now."
Sakura had to admit; slipping out of her party clothes and into a loose
shirt was definitely a good change. She looked in the mirror, fixing her
hair. She looked down before going back to the living room, now noticing
that the shirt only went down to mid-thigh. Oh well, too bad.
She walked back into the living room, noticing that Kakashi was back on the
couch, but was now reading. She plopped down next to him, and he snaked an
arm around her shoulders. He then glanced down.
"Er, Sakura, maybe I should find some pants to go with that?" he asked,
looking at the three-quarters exposed leg. Sakura shook her head and looked
at the book.
"What are you reading?" she asked, not having noticed when she came back
in. The man quickly blushed and closed the book, but not fast enough that
Sakura didn't see the title 'Icha Icha Paradise'. She sighed.
"Oh, Kakashi-sensei, why do you read that shit?" asked Sakura, pulling away
slightly. The man scratched his head, and nervously cleared his throat.
"Well, I er..." he stuttered, obviously without an answer. Sakura turned
away, feeling dejected. He noticed, and plastered a pained expression on
his face. "Well, God Sakura, I mean- guys have certain needs, and I just
don't want to pull them on you like that! I mean, I don't really think
you'd want to..." he leaned over and whispered something in her ear (we all
know what he was saying), and the girl blushed madly.
"Heh heh, good point," Sakura said gratefully. She snuggled back up to him,
but yawned in spite of herself. The man shook his head.
"I gave you the bed in the guestroom, the other two are on the floor," said
Kakashi, standing up. "You really should be getting some sleep now." Sakura
yawned again, and dragged herself to the room. She flipped on the light
and climbed under the covers, waiting like a little child for her sensei to
shut off the light. He appeared almost immediately, and sat down under the
edge of the bed.
"Good night, Sakura-chan," said Kakashi in a singsong voice as he kissed
her on the forehead.
"I'll do my best to sleep, even though these two won't let up with the
snoring," the girl replied sourly. "But good night, anyway," she finished,
pecking the jounin on the cheek. He stood up and clicked off the light, and
closed the door.
* * *
Sakura opened her eyes slowly, alert to the heavily, uneven breathing in
the room. She concluded that it was coming from her right, but she stayed
still nonetheless. That is, until a hand landed heavily on her shoulder,
almost pinning her. Then, she rolled over to the side and over to the
bedside table, clicking on the light. She gasped.
Both Naruto and Sasuke, each grinning lazily, were standing next to the
bed. Each showed all the visible signs of still being drunk. Naruto's hand
was resting heavily on the bed where her shoulder had been a few seconds
ago.
"Now, you two had better get back into your beds!" said Sakura, both
forceful and nervously. Sasuke just hiccupped, and grinned stupidly. Naruto
leered at her.
"Neh neh, Sakura-chan, this is the only bed around," he said, his speech
slurred. He then turned to Sasuke. "Now, did Sakura-chan just invite us in
bed with her?" he asked. Sasuke shook his head.
"Yeah, I think she did, Naruto," he agreed, hiccupping occasionally. Sakura
twitched nervously, knowing fully that the boys would never act like this.
Before she could stand up, though, the sheets were flung from the top of
the bed, and fell into a crumpled mess at the bottom of the bed. Sakura
tried to recover them, realizing that her nightshirt was not exactly
warding the two drunken boys away. She instead focused her energy on
preventing the garb from riding up any more, so her underwear didn't show.
She didn't notice until it was too late.
"Neh heh heh, hi Sakura," said a voice that she recognized as Sasuke's from
behind her. Before she could cry out, a hand locked itself over her mouth.
She tore at the hand madly, flailing and twisting madly, but to no prevail.
She let out a muffled shriek as the dark-haired boy nipped her ear with his
teeth, and Naruto plopped down on the bed next to her with the same stupid
grin on his face.
"Neh heh heh, Sakura-chan doesn't like her Sasuke-kun," squealed the boy,
his face flushing. As the Uchiha boy lowered his mouth to her neck, Sakura
looked pleading at Naruto with tears in her eyes. The boy sat there,
watching the struggling girl until Sasuke used his other arm (the one that
wasn't holding her mouth shut) and twisted his captive's arms behind her
back.
Sakura could only let out her small shrieks and continue kicking as she
prayed for someone- anyone- to help her.
* * *
Don't worry, she won't get raped. She's my favorite character, I can't let
that happen. READ NEXT CHAPPIE BEFORE YELLING AT ME!!!
