Unexpected Consequences

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Author's note: Okay so I'm like a month behind...its not my fault, I swear! So maybe it is but I promise I'll make the next update really fast! Really really really fast!

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Scroll8 - Liars and Heartbreakers

Sakura's POV:

No one mentioned where I would find Naruto. No one had to. I knew exactly where he was, it was obvious. Where would a ramen-lover be around dinner time? Ichiraku was the place and I hurried in the rain to get there. As soon as I got to my destination the rain slowed down and my mood started to lighten up. It will be just like any other meal. Besides, I'm hungry and, I glanced down at myself, rather wet. The smell of food beckoned me inside and I soon found myself placed on a stool next to Naruto himself. I wore my sweetest smile while I turned to face him. It faded quickly as I noticed his stolid expression and not a single bowl present. He had to have eaten. I mean, this is Naruto we're talking about!

"Sakura…" He looked over my drenched body worriedly.

"Oh, I'm fine!" I shook my head. "It's only water."

He seemed relieved but I could see right through it and could tell that he doubted my words, for I was slightly shivering even though I tried my best to mask it. Naruto took his eyes off me and replaced my form with the table top in front of him. Why is he like this? Was it something that I said? It was so out of character, so unlike him, to be… well, miserable. I shouldn't think that. Naruto can't be cheery and bouncy all the time. Everyone has or will experience pain in their life. But truthfully, seeing Naruto like this makes me afraid. What could weigh this boy down?

"Sakura… you like Sasuke, right?"

I nodded. Hell ya! Don't I?

"But…" he swallowed, hard. "…you like Kakashi-sensei too, right?"

Glaring at him, I bit my tongue. Not now Naruto… not now.

"Naruto, what are you talking about?"

He lowered his voice to a mumble, so that I could barely hear him. "I'm not stupid…"

Yes, I suppose he is right. He did walk in when… well when… I don't want to think about it! I'm hungry and tired and fucking cold, damnit! I just want to get this over with, go home and sleep the night away; hopefully resulting in me forgetting everything that happened. But, I don't think I want to. Some memories I wish to secretly keep. Just to me, to remind myself of what it was like…to be with him.

"Why is it that you can fall for your teammate and even your sensei, but you complain about going out for dinner with me?"

"I didn't compl--"

"Liar!"

He was choking back his sobs, trying to be mature, but I could tell that I broke his heart. I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry Naruto… if only I could say that to him. But what he said just lingered in my mind, echoing and echoing; the ringing slowly starting to pound on my skull. I reached into my pocket and dug out change, slamming the coins on the bar.

"I'm going." I muttered, slowly getting off the wooden stool and making my way out into the street.

"Do you think I would actually tell?" His voice dimmed as I walked away.

Was it a good idea leaving him there? I think it was. I was confused, hurt, angry, all because of his words. I was not in a good mood and storming off was one of the smartest moves I made all day. The sun had set, so there was just a tinge of orange in the sky. Lanterns were lit and people retreated to their warm homes for tea and a late snack. I splashed in the puddles below me as I combed my fingers through my hair to get all the knots out. Not only does my hair hate training, but it hates the rain too. So the first thing I was going to do when I got home is take a long hot shower and apply huge amounts of shampoo and conditioner onto my head. One particular puddle that I stepped in sent a spray of cold water up my bare leg and I let out a slight squeak due to the contact. As I regained my footing and senses, a flash of silver appeared at the corner of my eye. A bench was but a few feet away from me, and comfortably slouched on it was Kakashi. I inwardly smiled knowing that my night had already turned upside down. Noticing that his eye was closed, I tip-toed over and carefully sat down beside him. The bench was wet and I had to reframe myself from jumping up and screaming, even though my dress was already soaked. After I calmed down, I glanced at the form to my right. His head was down, his chin to his chest, and his supposedly indestructible hair was starting to flop over itself. His arms were hung over the back of the bench, their elbows latched onto the edge making it seem like they were the only things preventing his body from tumbling forwards. The position looked uncomfortable but he appeared to be more relaxed than ever. I watched silently as his chest moved up and down as he took his long, deep breaths. So peaceful, I thought. Surely he must be sleeping. However that seems rather unlike Kakashi to lower his guard and I knew very well that he was aware of my presence. But if he knew I was there, why did he not move? He didn't look up, nor say a word. What could be the reason behind his actions? I smiled to myself. If that's how it's going to be, then I might as well have some fun. I scooted as close as I could to his form, so close that my body was slightly, just slightly, pressing up against his own. Still no movement, so I pressed up a bit harder. My face right beside his, I moved my mouth to his ear and spoke as softly as I possibly could. I whispered his name, no sensei; just plain Kakashi. At that precise moment, I swore I saw him stiffen. I leaned back a bit and stared at him with curiosity. I never knew my saying his name could have such an effect on him.

"Sakura…" The way he spoke my name was more demanding, meaning that me leaning on him wasn't such a great idea. I quickly backed off and placed myself on the very edge of the bench opposite of him. Silence rolled on as I kicked my self over and over. Every passing moment making me feel worse about the situation I put myself in. Why didn't I just go home? I could be in a nice warm shower right about now. Not sitting here awkwardly after flirting with my own teacher! Who does he think he is anyways? 'Sakura you cannot touch me but I can so I shall make you long for me. Remember young grasshopper, you can't touch me!' Now I was starting to get mad, a little too mad. Noticing my sensei staring at me, I shot him a deadly glare making his eyebrow rise in response. Well, I tried to make it deadly. For all I knew, I looked ridiculous and judging by Kakashi's reaction, I probably did. It's like he froze. He was just… staring at me. He reached up and ruffled my hair and I pouted slapping his hand away.

"I'm not a kid anymore!" I'm 16 not 12!

He leaned back again with a long sigh. "I know."

More silence and I was itching to break it.

"Sakura, forget it. Forget it all."

I blinked. "What?"

"Whatever happened between us. It's better if we both just forgot it."

Just then my heart felt heavy,; weak. He wanted to forget, it was a mistake to him. All a mistake.

"Sakura please, don't make me feel worse about this."

I looked back up at him, trying to fight the tears. "But… why?"

"You know why, if anything happened…" He stopped himself. "I want to be your sensei for as long as I can, you understand that right?"

Sure I understand. You wish to be my sensei and nothing more. This was all just some big joke and I fell for it. Silly me.

I faintly smiled and stood up. "Yeah okay. I'm going home now."

"Wait…"

As I turned to go, I felt a tug on my wrist and gazed back to see Kakashi holding on tight.

"Sakura, I…" He let go. "Goodnight."

Rather confused, I said goodnight and left. Hoping that I could hold my tears until I got home.

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Kakashi's POV:
As the pink haired kunoichi disappeared around the corner, I pondered what I should do with the rest of my time. I hated having free time, especially alone. I need something to keep my mind off things… and her. I started walking in the same direction Sakura left. I'm not stalking, I'm just walking. It's a free world after all. I'll just walk past her and Naruto minding my own business. And that's exactly what I did. When I finally shuffled past them they looked like they were discussing something rather important, hopefully it wasn't what I thought it was. So I continued on my way, stopping at a single bench beside the sidewalk. Sakura's house was this way, so she would pass on her way there. That's when I'll do it. I will end this all. I sat down ineptly and stretched to a more comfortable pose. She must realize that it was a mistake and that it will be all over with soon enough. Then we can both move on to more important issues. Although I'm not sure what those are at the moment.

"Hmm, looks like things didn't end well." I said quietly to myself as said person was sauntering towards me. Pretending to sleep was like a reflex and I patiently waited for her to approach. Sakura was predictable, I knew very well she would see me and come over, even if I was taking a nap. And she did, of course trying not to wake me as she sat down. But I knew better. This was Sakura. Basically, she knew that I knew she was there. We were both acting even though it was useless. When I said she was predictable, I meant most of the time. But when I felt her body press up against my own and the way she whispered my name, I was, lets just say, shocked. I would never picture Sakura doing something like that, but then again, she did ask me to kiss her. And since I did, does that mean I should accept this too? No, not now. I can't. I have to stop this all before it's too late.

"Sakura…" I said, hoping she would get the hint. And luckily she did and backed off almost immediately. I watched curiously as she mentally beat herself. I could tell by her expressions of anger and regret. I felt a bit of regret myself, but she'll be okay. What I have to say next will hurt her more. She tried to give me her best glare but it just made her look rather foolish. I couldn't help but smile. Memories of my students when they were younger came flooding back and just for a second, Sakura looked like she was 12 again. I reached up and lightly ruffled her hair just like I did before. She still gets annoyed, but I know she doesn't mind it once in a while.

"I'm not a kid anymore!" The kunoichi exclaimed brushing my hand off her head.

"I know." I replied presuming my original laid back position. I waited for a moment. What am I so afraid of? Afraid that I might hurt her? Or is it all for selfish reasons?

"Sakura, forget it. Forget it all."

She leaned in closer, as if she didn't hear what I said. "What?"

"Whatever happened between us. It's better if we both just forgot it." Sakura looked down at her feet, her damp pink hair falling over her face. I did hurt her. She really does have feelings for me.

"Sakura please, don't make me feel worse about this." Seeing her like this, could actually drive me insane. Unless I'm already insane.

"But… why?" She was looking back at me, her eyes glazed.

"You know why, if anything happened…" I would be in, lets just say, big trouble. I would be banned from seeing her. That I could not live with. "I want to be your sensei for as long as I can, you understand that right?"

Saying that pained her even more, and she tried smiling but failed. Standing up she said, "Yeah okay. I'm going home now."

"Wait…" I quickly grabbed her wrist before she could get away. What am I doing? Regret. Regret for all of this? Regret for not telling her how I feel?

"Sakura, I…" No. I don't love her. "Goodnight." When I dropped her hand she looked disappointed. "Goodnight, sensei." And she ran away. Away from me and out of my reach.

I can't love her.

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