Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
AN: I was only going to make one chapter today, but I'm feeling creative, so here you go!
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'Dear Diary,
This has got to be the lamest thing I've ever done, but I need a place to write down my feelings. I think that I'm going to make you a little book just for my romantic emotions. Ah well, I have no one else to talk to, and I need to tell someone about all this.
I'm a jounin, and I teach a team of chuunins now. They used to be genins, but they progress fast. Not just by ninja skills, either. I started teaching them when they were twelve, now they're sixteen. Naruto is an annoying little blonde with the kyuubi sealed in him. Sasuke is a sullen little ice bitch. Sakura is the most wonderful person around this god forsaken village.
She's the most lovely, sexy creature around. Pink hair, green eyes, and a figure to kill. Meow. At one point, she was hung up on Sasuke, but I cornered her one day and told her how I felt. She accepted me. We've been together for a little while now.
She'd probably like me more if I wasn't such a pervert. I mean, the poor girl hates it when I read 'Icha Icha Paradise'. I can't stop reading it though, every guy needs a little release every now and then. I'm such a pervert, if I stop reading porn and looking at it, then I'd probably rape Sakura in the middle of class. She looks the sexiest then, her body panting, tiny beads of sweat running down her face and dampening her clothes. So vulnerable, I can hardly restrain myself. Hence, I read my dirty little book to satisfy my 'manly' needs.
I really hate diaries.
But, her kisses sustain me as well. She trusts me so much- she isn't a kid anymore. She's matured enough for me. I know that she loves me. I mean, I planned an entire week on the beach with her. That had to be the most wonderful week of my life.
Sasuke and Naruto hated us being together, but I managed to get them away from us for one night. Damn, that's my fondest memory. I'd walked up into her bedroom where she was reading, and we just took it from there. It was unbelievable. She trusted me enough that we made love wonderfully...'
Sakura quickly slammed the book shut and shoved it back into the box, throwing it into the closet. She didn't need to read any more. She quickly checked on the status of the laundry and left.
"Sakura, you done in there?' Kakashi asked, poking his head out of the kitchen where he was mopping up spilled milk and broken eggs.
"Yeah, the clothes just need to dry," Sakura said. 'How's it going?"
"Almost done in here," he replied, returning to his work. Sakura hugged him from behind gently.
"I have to get going. My parent's will be wondering where I am," she said, heading towards the door. Kakashi followed her.
"Be careful out there," he said with concern.
"What? I don't think someone is going to attack me today," Sakura joked.
"No, Sakura, just try not to let anything slip about you being here," Kakashi said.
"I know. We're both pretty quick, so we can hold out tongues," Sakura reassured him, holding a finger to his lips. She opened the door, but Kakashi grabbed her wrist quickly and spun her around, pulling her into a hug. He rested his lips on her forehead, one hand wrapped around her waist and the other stroking her hair. Sakura smiled and buried herself into his soft clothes. After about a moment, they broke apart and Sakura waved over her shoulder.
"Bye Kakashi!" she called.
"Bye Sakura!" he said, waving.
Unbeknownst to Kakashi and Sakura, life was about to take an unexpected turn.
The lady who lived across the street had been looking out of her front window towards Kakashi's house, and had seen them kiss good bye. This woman, unfortunately, was one of the biggest gossipers in the Konoha. She immediately phoned her best friends and blabbered on about what she had seen.
AN: I was only going to make one chapter today, but I'm feeling creative, so here you go!
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'Dear Diary,
This has got to be the lamest thing I've ever done, but I need a place to write down my feelings. I think that I'm going to make you a little book just for my romantic emotions. Ah well, I have no one else to talk to, and I need to tell someone about all this.
I'm a jounin, and I teach a team of chuunins now. They used to be genins, but they progress fast. Not just by ninja skills, either. I started teaching them when they were twelve, now they're sixteen. Naruto is an annoying little blonde with the kyuubi sealed in him. Sasuke is a sullen little ice bitch. Sakura is the most wonderful person around this god forsaken village.
She's the most lovely, sexy creature around. Pink hair, green eyes, and a figure to kill. Meow. At one point, she was hung up on Sasuke, but I cornered her one day and told her how I felt. She accepted me. We've been together for a little while now.
She'd probably like me more if I wasn't such a pervert. I mean, the poor girl hates it when I read 'Icha Icha Paradise'. I can't stop reading it though, every guy needs a little release every now and then. I'm such a pervert, if I stop reading porn and looking at it, then I'd probably rape Sakura in the middle of class. She looks the sexiest then, her body panting, tiny beads of sweat running down her face and dampening her clothes. So vulnerable, I can hardly restrain myself. Hence, I read my dirty little book to satisfy my 'manly' needs.
I really hate diaries.
But, her kisses sustain me as well. She trusts me so much- she isn't a kid anymore. She's matured enough for me. I know that she loves me. I mean, I planned an entire week on the beach with her. That had to be the most wonderful week of my life.
Sasuke and Naruto hated us being together, but I managed to get them away from us for one night. Damn, that's my fondest memory. I'd walked up into her bedroom where she was reading, and we just took it from there. It was unbelievable. She trusted me enough that we made love wonderfully...'
Sakura quickly slammed the book shut and shoved it back into the box, throwing it into the closet. She didn't need to read any more. She quickly checked on the status of the laundry and left.
"Sakura, you done in there?' Kakashi asked, poking his head out of the kitchen where he was mopping up spilled milk and broken eggs.
"Yeah, the clothes just need to dry," Sakura said. 'How's it going?"
"Almost done in here," he replied, returning to his work. Sakura hugged him from behind gently.
"I have to get going. My parent's will be wondering where I am," she said, heading towards the door. Kakashi followed her.
"Be careful out there," he said with concern.
"What? I don't think someone is going to attack me today," Sakura joked.
"No, Sakura, just try not to let anything slip about you being here," Kakashi said.
"I know. We're both pretty quick, so we can hold out tongues," Sakura reassured him, holding a finger to his lips. She opened the door, but Kakashi grabbed her wrist quickly and spun her around, pulling her into a hug. He rested his lips on her forehead, one hand wrapped around her waist and the other stroking her hair. Sakura smiled and buried herself into his soft clothes. After about a moment, they broke apart and Sakura waved over her shoulder.
"Bye Kakashi!" she called.
"Bye Sakura!" he said, waving.
Unbeknownst to Kakashi and Sakura, life was about to take an unexpected turn.
The lady who lived across the street had been looking out of her front window towards Kakashi's house, and had seen them kiss good bye. This woman, unfortunately, was one of the biggest gossipers in the Konoha. She immediately phoned her best friends and blabbered on about what she had seen.