Title: Confessions Without Words
Author: Angel
Rating: G
Week/Challenge: Week 7/ Confessions
Summary: Who says you have to make a confession with words?
Staring blankly at Ino, Sakura wondered how the other girl could chat so easily over something so private? She agreed that best friends spoke of their fantasies, dreams, and hopes with one another but to talk about something as inmate as one's love life? Was that really acceptable? Not that she would ever thinking about lowing herself to expose her most treasured passionate moments, not that the other's knew she had such moments. Sighing she slightly tuned out Ino explanation on just how good Sasuke was with hands, moaning Sakura wondered if she would be able to look at Sasuke's hands in the same matter ever again? Shaking her head she simply excused herself from her friends and headed to the training ground.
Once there she smiled as she watched in slight amazement as Naruto and Sasuke once again proved just how effective their were as a team. It had only taken a mere three minutes for them to knock the bell out of their Sensei's hands, their plan to grab it however was cancelled by a sudden puff of white smoke. Giggling as she felt something being slipped into her back pouch, she struggled to keep a straight face on for the two shinobi coming at the figure behind her. Stepping aside for the on stream of attacks Sakura quietly slipped pass the training session and found her way to her spot under the tree.
In watching the session she was aware that Sasuke was slightly on hedge, not that she thought he had figured what their Sensei had done with the prize they sought. Closing her eyes she let her mind wonder back, Naruto and Sasuke had been gone for three years, and in that three years she and her ever aloof Sensei had developed a bond in which many say they had never seen before. It wouldn't surprise Sakura if many hadn't, cause their bond was more than what most thought. To her Hatake Kakashi was more than her Sensei, he was everything rolled into one.
A father figure, a brother, a sensei, a shinobi companion, a friend, a mentor, and yes a lover.
It was all in one when you got to be as close as she has to the copy-ninja. Their confessions on the topic had ended the month before the return of the rest if team seven. It had ended so sweetly and in its wake many night were spend whispering soft words of love to him, not that he ever returned them. No she wouldn't expect he to, after all he was poorly made when it came to words, so instead they both knew that his caresses and honey coated kisses were saying everything that needed to be said.
In the end she supposed words were overrated, because when it came to confessions she had learned that not confessing could have a wonderful effect on a man.
Word Count: 484