Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Naruto.
Eyes Like Yours
Kakashi woke up at the crack of dawn like every other day. He went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, then went back to his room to get dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt.
After that, he got to the kitchen and started to make coffee. While he waited for it to perk, he went to his workout room. There, he set to doing his normal routine: 100 single finger push-ups, 200 crunches, and 10 reps of arm curls.
By the time he was finished, a nice layer of sweat coated his body. He went back to the bathroom and washed his face, then went to change in to what he was going to wear that day: loose faded blue jeans, a black tank, and his mask.
Usually, this was when Sakura would get up and do her morning routine of running in to everything and stumbling into the bathroom for a quick shower and then walking slowly to her room to get dressed.
While she did this, Kakashi took the time to make breakfast. This time he made pancakes and sausage.
And, like clockwork, Sakura would walk into the kitchen and get her breakfast while Kakashi was finishing his.
She would quickly finish her breakfast, then shove all of her books and notebooks and homework into her bag, double check, then walk out the door saying, "I'll be home at three!"
Kakashi would smile under his mask and shout back, "Drive safe!"
After Sakura leaves, Kakashi gets to checking his emails for any meetings or assignments to be done that day. Lately, he hadn't even gotten a request to teach a class at the dojo.
Sighing, he got up and went to the living room to read his favorite book, "Echa Echa Paradaisu."
After reading a couple of chapters, Kakashi would stop and reflect about how his life had changed.
For starters, he was never this comfortable around anyone his entire life. There was something about that pink-haired woman that made him relax. Of course, he would act calm in front of everyone, but that was just to make them not ask him anything.
Another thing was that he was actually liking living with someone. He wasn't on edge the entire time. He felt his façade dissipating around her. He felt that he could be more like himself and less like a robot in front of her.
Of course, nothing was quite the same since that night he took her out to dinner and did the stupid thing of lying to her friend and getting her friend to think that something was there between them. Although he wouldn't mind it, he felt that Sakura never quite forgave him for that. And to prove it, she was always at least two feet away from him. Always one edge.
This upset him. He wanted to be near her. He couldn't quite understand why, but he did. He liked how she made him feel.
Kakashi got up to get a drink then suddenly sat back down and hissed in pain as he shut his left eye. It was being sensitive today. Usually, there was a dull throb constantly pulsing in his left eye, but today it was a sharp pain. Like someone was stabbing him with a kunai in the eye.
Sure the eye came in handy during tough missions, but the damn thing hurt too much.
Steeling himself for the pain, he got up and went to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom to get a couple aspirin then to the kitchen for a glass of water to wash them down. After doing so, he finished the drink then went back to the living room to take a catnap.
Sakura sighed as she listened and took notes on the lecture in her Alternative Modern Medicine class taught by a well endowed blonde named Tsunade. Today, she was talking about how the Chinese thought that the flow of human energy can heal minor wounds and even mend the body.
With all that had happened to her in the past, Sakura believed every word. Maybe Kakashi knows about some of this? She then wondered if even Tsunade was a ninja as well. Not too many people practiced this kind of treatment. She just took the class to have at least one fun class. So far, it was a pretty good challange.
Her mind drifted from the topic of the lecture and went back to Kakashi. She noticed a few changes in his behavior over the last week. He seemed tentative, eager to listen to her.
It was rather odd because when she first met him, he seemed rather aloof. Not caring one way or another about anything.
And the fact that he always found a way to make contact with her. Even when they weren't training. Like he would lightly brush a hand against her shoulder, when he talked, or when they were passing each other in the hallway.
Those eyes… she thought, remembering the mismatched pair that always seemed to stare straight through you. That red eye especially. It gave her shivers every time she looked at it.
He always seemed to hide it somehow in public, though. And even at the apartment. His hair was always in the way of her seeing it. But a few times, the hair would slip and she would get a good look at it.
Not to mention that damn mask of his. She wanted desperately to see what was behind it. By the cut of his jaw, and the angle of his nose, she imagined him to be absolutely gorgeous. It would match his perfect body.
She always liked looking at him. His firm abs, tight legs, and long, strong arms. There was a tattoo on his left bicep that always intrigued her. It looked almost like a leaf. Did all ninjas have one? Would she have to get one?
Her mind was starting to get used to the idea of being a ninja. She always pictured a James Bond kind of scene mixed with an old samurai movie when she thought of it.
She blinked as she faintly heard Tsunade say, "Class dismissed." She got up and packed her bags. It was her last class for the day and she was ready to go home. Hopefully Kakashi wouldn't want to train tonight. The thought made her laugh. Yeah right, and pigs fly.
Sakura got into her beloved mini-coop and drove off. She wondered to herself if anyone had tried to call her house, then thought better of it since everyone she knew, knew her cell number as well.
Shortly after stopping at the store to get a few things for the apartment, she arrived to see Kakashi asleep on the couch.
"That's weird," she muttered, putting down her bags and removing her shoes. She never saw him sleep.
"Ne, Kakashi," she said walking up to the couch. "Are we gonna train tonight?"
No answer from him. She kneeled down and poked at his arm, and was shocked when the arm's hand swiftly took her wrist in a tight grip.
Kakashi glared at her. His eye still throbbed. She blinked.
"Is something wrong?" she asked. He never glared at her.
"Its nothing," he said sitting up. He released her wrist to bring his hand up to cover his eye.
"Bullshit," she said, making him look at her mildly shocked. "What's wrong with your eye?"
"Oh, it just hurts." he said shrugging her question off like it was nothing. "It gets a bit sensitive now and then. I took some aspirin, that should take care of it."
She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at him, "Does this happen often? When did you take the aspirin?"
Great, I forgot she was a med student… he thought. "Yes, it happens often. I took the aspirin a few hours ago."
"It should have worked by now, lemme see your eye," she said lightly touching his arm.
Not wanting to argue, he lowered his hand and looked at her with both eyes. She shivered as the effect of the red eye took her. She felt like she was in a trance. She couldn't move.
Shaking herself, she slowly brought her hand up to it and moved some of his gray hair out of the way.
"This is a strange color. Is it natural?" she asked. She thought it might be a contact.
"Sort of. I got it a long time ago from a friend." he said. He watched her movements, his left eye catching everything, especially the flow of her chakra. It was soft. Like her.
"Is it a transplant?" she asked, not believing it.
He nodded. Her teeth caught her lower lip.
Weird, she thought. "I am gonna try something. I don't know if it'll work, my professor was giving a lecture on it today."
He blinked, but nodded anyway. She placed her hand over his eye and closed her eyes, her mind clearing as she focused her energy on the eye. She focused on the eye and the pain emitting from it. Then she focused her energy on the pain and slowly milked it out.
She felt it go out of his body and she opened her eyes. He looked at her with shock in his eyes.
Who was her professor? And why is she learning this method? He thought. He saw her chakra focus at her hand, then the pain slowly left his eye.
"How is your eye?" she asked, sleepily. It must have drained her.
"Good. How did you learn this?" he asked, his curiosity taking over.
"Tsunade, one of my professors taught us it today." she said, "So, it worked?"
Tsunade! She's still alive! He blinked. "Yeah, thanks."
She smiled at him, but stayed where she was. Her eyes still locked on his. Was it just her, or was he closer?
He could feel himself leaning closer to her. His mind was screaming for him to stop, but his body kept moving. He was surprised to see her move closer as well.
She tried to move away, but she couldn't help herself. Something within her was telling her to get closer to him.
She slowly closed her eyes, and Kakashi found him doing the same thing. They were mere inches away, he could feel her breath tickling against his covered skin.
Without further delay, he closed the distance between them and kissed her in a light brush of his covered lips over her bare ones.
Feeling a blush come to his cheeks, he got up fast and went to the kitchen to make dinner. Sakura just sat there, stunned.
"No training tonight," he said as he walked. Which made Sakura even more confused.
Author's Notes: Wow, what a turn of events. Don't ask, I just wanted to get the story moving a bit more.
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