What Luck Brings: Moring Of
Yesterday was a nightmare. A pink frilly nightmare.
Kakashi, 'the jerk' made her dress and work as his personal maid as punishment for the tragedy that befell his beloved book. Sakura was a little disappointed that this was how she spent her last day of freedom before the crazy of classes hit her full force, but she figured it was better than the most likely alternative.
Holing up in her room watching Netflix and binging on junk food all day is lovely, it's just that she always feels like a lump after the bliss of momentary irresponsibility wears off. Plus that nightmare of a distraction was actually exactly what she needed to keep the always creeping anxiety at bay.
Sakura was no longer a big fish in a little pond. She felt more like a clown fish in an ocean filled with whales and sharks and other large terrifying sea creatures she couldn't remember the names of.
Thankfully, that uneasy feeling didn't stop Sakura's undying determination to do her very best. Which she knew was pretty damn good when she put her mind to it.
Well before any of her alarms threatened to disturb the still quite of the morning, Sakura began waking up with a series of languid stretches as she untangled herself from her covers. Thanks to all the work yesterday, she had passed out exceptionally early that night so she wasn't surprised to be up early as well.
Sakura wondered if Kakashi was up as she reaching for her wrap in the bedside table. After the stunt he pulled yesterday morning she wasn't going to take any chances and knowing her luck anything could happen.
The thought of Kakashi made her remember the way he had suddenly appeared behind her when she was cleaning the oven. She wasn't going to lie about the way her heart raced when he was so close but she wasn't going to admit it either. He's just an exceptionally attractive man, that's all there is to it.
While trying to clear her thoughts Sakura collected a towel and her clothes for the day getting ready to head to the bathroom for a shower. There was plenty of time before she had to be in her first 9am Chemistry class so she wasn't in a hurry.
Somehow it had been decided that she would meet up with Kakashi at 8am to catch a ride to the main hall on campus. Even though it only took 15 minutes to get there Sakura didn't mind since she wouldn't have to worry about the hellish experience of fighting over parking spots with other students. Plus it was always a good idea to car pool.
Walking out of her bedroom with the morning supplies in hand Sakura saw that Kakashi's door was still closed. If see was lucky she could be showered dressed and ready to go before he even thought about getting up.
Walking past his door her train of thought shifted again.
Even though it had been such a short amount of time that she knew the irritating and lazy man she had found an odd short of comfort whenever he was around, as though they had known each other for years. She wouldn't go as far as to call him a friend, but maybe a comfortable acquaintance, or rather a familiar annoyance.
Thinking about it now she realized she didn't really know much about him. Kakashi was a professor at her university, but she didn't know what he taught. 'Probably gym or something' she thought sarcastically 'At least I don't have him for any of my classes."
She also knew that he was a porn addict in some shape or form and he wore a mask most, if not all, of the time. That mystery was something that intrigued her greatly. What was his reason for wearing the mask and what did his face look like behind it for that matter?
Absorbed in her imagination of a beaver toothed Kakashi she opened the closed bathroom door with out paying any mind to it. She stepped inside to find the question in her thoughts unexpectedly answered.
Before her stood Kakashi, ruffling his wild silver hair dry with a white towel as water droplets ran down his up lifted arms. His face was unobscured by a mask just as his body was of most of his clothes.
Sakura's body froze, but her eyes jumped from his exposed face to the profile of his athletically molded chest and abdomen. 'oh…my… god!' The phrase 'rock hard' popped up somewhere in the back of her mind.
He turned his head slightly to acknowledge her and said "Yo" in his normal causal tone.
Sakura didn't reply as she was caught up in ogling the way a pair of dark grey boxer briefs hugged the strong masculine curve of his backside. Again her mouth was watering just from the sight of this man.
Kakashi turned towards her holding his towel loosely around his neck in the picture of ease.
"See something you like?" he asked with the raise of an eyebrow. For the first time she could actually see the small smirk that tugged at his full and perfectly shaped lips.
The trance broken, she finally realized what just happened. A flood of scarlet overtook Sakura from the top of her head down to the bottom of her neck.
"No!" She shouted far too loudly. Turning on her heels she dashed out of the bathroom, leaving Kakashi in all his almost naked glory.
Leaning heavily against the inside of her closed bedroom door Sakura was trying to calm her erratic breathing. The image of his face was burned into her mind as was his body. Both of which were unfairly attractive!
'Shit! How long was I standing there like an idiot?' It must have taken her five minutes to bring her breathing to a normal pace and another five for her to return to her natural skin color.
'The drive to class isn't going to be short enough'
Kakashi hadn't mentioned anything about this morning's encounter after arriving at the car 30 minutes late. Nor had he said anything during the first 10 minutes of the 15 minute drive to school. Sakura was desperately trying to ignore the awkward silence that threated to crush her any moment.
Each time she took a cautious peek at Kakashi he looked like he always did. Body language relaxed and lazy as was his facial expression. He didn't seem to feel the weight at all.
His uncovered smirk jumped into her mind at that moment. It was too late before see could stop the thought of what it would be like to feel those teasing lips on her own.
Killing the image immediately she darted her eyes back to the safety of the outside world that zipped by them. Expecting Kakashi to keep the deafening silence, Sakura was surprised when he spoke up.
"So you're not gay, huh?" Sakura knew he wouldn't have dropped the topic by now.
With complete confidence in her voice she said, "No, I am not gay." She was proud of how strong she sounded.
With a nonchalance that irritated her he simply responded with a questioning "hmm?"
Angry now, Sakura shot back with, "What does it matter to you anyway? Are you gay?"
"I have nothing against homosexuality and I prefer the company of women since you're interested."
Crossing her arms and huffing loudly in frustration, Sakura said "Why the hell would I be interested in a lazy, arrogant, porn addict?"
After a moment of pause she could see Kakashi's demeanor change out of the corner of her eye. He seemed to open slightly, become softer in some way. She didn't dare look at him. Afraid that her treacherous thoughts would take hold of her again.
With his voice reflecting the shift she saw he said, "You don't have to lie to me Saku. I don't judge how people live their lives or the decisions they make." Stopping briefly to sigh he continued, "I won't push you to say any more, but when times get rough, and trust me they will, you can come to me."
Sakura was now staring at him openly, shock clear on her face. He turned to look at her, his eyes smiling he said, "I'm here for you." Taking one hand off the wheel he gently tousled her hair.
The shock was quickly washed over by embarrassment and she felt a familiar heat spread across her face.
In an attempt to hide her reaction to his unexpected words Sakura batted his hand away from her head and turning away from him once more "Don't treat me like a girl!"
Kakashi softly chuckled low in his chest and back in his usual teasing baritone he said, "I wouldn't dream of it since you're such a man's man." The sarcasm was emphasized with a quirk of his eyebrow.
A flood of contentment sweep away all of Sakura's anxiety and irritation as his laugh flowed over her. With her voice more playful than reprimanding she said, "Shut up! Don't treat me like a kid either."
As Kakashi pulled into faculty parking space 127 he reached over again. Throwing his hand in her hair not as gentle as before and tousled it mercilessly, sending strands of pink jutting out in every which way. "Not a chance, little man."
A small smile played on Sakura's face as she was reaching up to fix her horribly disheveled hair and mumbled, "Jerk."