Sakura rose from her seat at the small kitchen table. Freshly picked flowers were neatly resting within the odd shaped vase on the centre, Sakura had picked them from the garden that morning. It gave the plain white kitchen some colour, as they had not yet found the time to paint the room, with the baby, and Kakashi's mission.She set the dirty dinner plate into the soapy water which she had perviously prepared. She felt the warmth of the heated water touch her slender fingers as a result and inwardly sighed in comfort. Perhaps she would take a hot bubble bath later.
It has been almost a whole month ago that Kakashi left for the mission that she didn't even know the objective to. He had failed to fill her in with the details before he left. But even though he wasn't there standing behind her wrapping his strong arms around her waist as he usualy did while she washed dishs, he had still failed to leave Sakura's mind for even a split second. When she was awake, she thought of him. Where was he at that moment, was he alright?Was he injured?And at night she dreamt of him. Wondering if he dreamt of her as well.
The baby was kicking a lot lately. And she had no doubt in her mind that the reason lay in Kakashi's soon return.She had visited Tsunde for her weekly checkup and the results came back with good news. She was in absolute perfect health. Everything was normal, and in two months the baby was schelduled to arrive, even though she knew that the first child was always never born on the right day.How she longed that Kakashi was here to experience this with her.But he was doing absolutly everything in his ability to get back to her and to his child.
At that moment, the front doorbell suddenly rang. Successfully snapping her from her thoughts. Sakura ganced over at the door when she heard the series of rushed knocks. Sakura quickly dried her hands on the orange towel that hung over the stove as she walked towards the door.
"Who is it?"She called through the wood as her hand went to the knob and turned it, opening the door.A gasp of surprise escaped her lips as ahe squealed in happyness."Naruto!"She leapted into his open arms. And the two old friends shared a long deprived hug.His blond hair, now longer then before fell over her pink locks in a contrast of colours. He wrapped his hands around her back as he rested his tired head on her shoulder. He had grown and was now at least a full head taller then her but still no match for Kakashi's raining height which had always surpassed everyone."I'm so happy to see you."She whispered.
"Dido."He whispered in return. Just the sweet sound of nice now deep voice made her smile.He was still the same boy she knew so very long ago no matter how much he changed physically or how he had successfully becomea Jounin. Kakashi and Iruka had both nominated him with no doubt that he would pass."Ok, Sakura, I don't think you know your own strenght."He grunted in a soft chuckle.She pulled back.
"Sorry, but It's so great you're finally home."She smiled sweetly.
"Happy to be home."His eyes curved into a genuine happy expersion.
"I trust the mission had no complications."
"Easy as pie. Anything happen when I was gone?"Naruto asked.
"Let's talk inside, you look tired."She grabbed his arm and lead him into the house.Naruto smiled, she could alweays notice his emotions no problem, he even knew that the women knew more about him then he did.He dropped his backpack at the door and followed Sakura into the small living room.
"So, where's the old man?"Naruto laughed as he sank gratefully to the comfortable couch. Giving his sore feet a rest.
"Well, he's gone at the moment."She began."He left for a mission little under a month ago."Naruto raised an eyedrow and opened his mouth to respond. nut she contined."Hopefully he'll be back very soon."She smiled. Naruto nodded.
"And how are you?Are you doing ok.?
"Acculy I've got to use the bathroom for the the fourth time this miniute., excuse me for a sec."Sakura walked past him towards the restroom.
Naruo bent forward in the couch, looking down he studied his very rough fingers. The hands of a shinobi. His eyes were heavy from lack of sleep but seeing Sakura once agin after all this time made him fell like he was able to stay up all night just to talk with her. Like they did in the olden days.He forced his sore feet to pushed off the couch and walk over to the wall where several pictures hung in nice silver picturs frames. Sakura was always so neat. Unlike Kakashi, who practically live in a cities dump.His gaze focused on one which caputers a day of training when team seven still exsisted. Kakashi, his exposed eye curved up in smile, had a younge Sakura resting on his shoulders. And Himself and Sasuke were arguing the way the always used to. How everythings changed since then. Kakashi and Sakura married, starting a family. Naruto , a Jounin, and dating Hinita for over two months. And Sasuke...Well no one has seen Sasuke since...that day.The memory of The look in Sasuke's eyes as he walked away from his friend and just left.
An ear pitching scream suddenly broke the silence. Naruot's gaze whipped towards the direction of the sound. Sakura.
"Sakura!"He cried in panic and sprinted down the hall effortless leaping over the couch which stood in his way. His shoulder broke the door open with easily.Naruto's gaze shifted to the floor and onto Sakura's small body hunched over on her knees just below his feet.Crys of pain echoed throguht the small bathroom.He downed to his knees quickly to place a comforting hand on her back.
"Sakura, what is it!"He cried.
"Naruto, something's wrong with the baby...help me!"She yelled and fell into his chest.