Standard Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Naruto characters. They are owned by Masashi Kishimoto.
One-shot. Not meant to be taken seriously.
Summary: Some things are best learned through experience.
Pointless
Somewhere in an unnamed classroom… a door slides opens… on well-oiled runners… very quietly…
He looked on in amusement. It was pointless…. So, rubbing the back of his silver head in bemusement, he slid the door shut quietly and left them engrossed in their plotting.
Mere heartbeats later, Sakura looked up from her complex scrawls and peered around carefully but failed to notice anything amiss, except for a tiny niggling feeling at the back of her neck.
"Is there something wrong Sakura-chan?" Naruto looked questioningly at her.
"No," she shook her head. "But, I thought I heard something." She took one last look around to assuage her suspicions. Satisfied they were not spied on, she turned her attention back to the half finished plans, and continued scheming with Naruto.
Hours later…
Yes she nodded sagely, there was no way her deviously genius plan could fail. Operation Mask Liberation WILL succeed! She pointedly ignored the slumbering shape next to her.
Getting caught in the upswept feelings of the moment, Sakura leapt to her feet and punched the air. She poised triumphantly and let loose a gleeful cackle. Lightning flashed. Thunder rumbled. The sharp flashes lighting her up eerily.
Naruto, sprawled at her feet, mumbled in his sleep, a small clear trickle of something slowly making its way from his mouth.
Same time, someplace else…
Whilst somewhere in Konohagakure, a certain silver-haired jounin turned a dog-eared page of a disreputable book, chuckled sofly and blushed, blissfully unconcerned with the world at large in his leafy hideaway.
It was pointless to stop their fun he reasoned out. They were genins afterall.