I decided to quote the exact wording:
"Good god! Oh my god, this story sucks balls. I read the whole thing bu holy shit! Are you a nigger?
Only a nigger could write something as shitty as this. GO BACK TO YOUR SLAVE, YOU ASS!"
Guest review from Doom Marine 54 The Fail of a Mission, Chapter 47, Yesterday 6:35PM. EXACT WORDING!
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Seriously, wtf?! How disrespectful and hatred-driven could a person be? It's amazing that she/he read it to Chapter 47 though. Nobody forced her/him to do it! Then hiding behind a guest review, but still with a pen name visible and an empty profile behind – interesting!
How petty-minded has a person to be to have such a politically unacceptable and morally shameful opinion in this day and age? It's disturbing and awfully disgusting, but still I would never lower myself to such a lowbrow level and rant back. That's not my style.
Such things make me think about what people have become nowadays.
Your family and dear friends must be really proud of you.
SquaMata
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48. A Try on Friendship
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Kakashi and Sakura began to spar together like they had done before twice a week. Without any intention to do so their meetings extended naturally more and more. They often ate lunch or dinner together and even started to spend some free-time together with sharing books, discussing their contents or cooking together. The two jounin were laughing a lot, their eyes sparkled and their hearts fluttered secretly as they had reached a friendship level with more or less flirty connotations, depending on the current situation.
Someday after a bone-crushing shift at the hospital the pink-haired medic-nin came home and there was a blue snuggly on her couch waiting for her. Sakura smiled knowingly as she walked over to the fluffy thing and opened the gift card.
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"To our newest Jounin.
For the cold nights here in Konoha.
I'm proud of you.
Good to have you back!"
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Just two months later!
He made progress!
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The kunoichi shook her head and giggled happily. Who would have guessed her former sensei would give her such a nice gift?
Sakura still wondered who had bought that expensive and very unique tanto for her and the beautiful, delicate necklace she wore every day now. There was no indication for the identity of the generous donor with the good taste who obviously had to know her very well.
The pinkette decided to take a soothing bath before she would join her new snuggly with the latest icha icha on the couch. It had been Naruto's first time as publisher and co-author. He had tried to glue the remaining snippets of story ideas from Jiraiya together with his impressions of their travels. Sakura was excited to read "icha icha memories".
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A few days later she met Kakashi at training ground three again for another sparring match.
"Yo, Sakura! Have you already read icha icha memories?"
The pinkette's cheeks turned incredible red and her eyes fell to the floor.
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The silverhead jumped down from his favourite reading spot in the tree and pointed at the book in his hands.
"I guess you have. That's great! Let's discuss it a bit."
"No."
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"Why not?"
"You know exactly why I will never ever talk about that book."
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The silverhead chuckled at the embarrassed and very pissed-off figure in front of him. "It's not bad. It's quite good actually. The discriptions are very…"
She beamed at him.
"… accurate."
Sakura sighed loudly. "Oh god. I'm so going to kill that fox-bastard!"
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"Hey, you cannot hold against him that he was head over heels in love with you."
She grunted. "No, but I can kill him for peeking as a teenager and describing how my body had changed over the years."
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"Puberty is always obvious to others, Sakura." He shrugged. "We have all been through that phase in life sooner or later. It's unavoidable."
The kunoichi shook her head. "You have read it too. The… scenes… God, it's just embarrassing."
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"I don't think so."
They made eye-contact and his lone, charcoal eye reassured her that he was honest. In an instant she was calmed down and smiled again.
"Come on, let's do what we're here for!" He stated with an eye-crinkle and discarded his flak jacket.
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It was one of those last warm days before winter would return burying the landscape under a beautiful white cover for a few cold months.
All her discomfort and ager had been washed away with one simple look of him. Sakura shook her head smirking of the power that man had over her and hung her own flak jacket on a tree branch.
They ran a few rounds through the trees both to warm up and to practise this important ninja ability. They made a break to drink and stretch a little and continued with some specific muscle training. He had lost some of his physical performance due to his healing phase.
The pinkette helped him to get rid step by step of the fasciae issues he had developed due to his injuries during his ninja career.
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"Why don't you tell me what happened at that mission?" She asked him out of curiosity as she helped him up.
"Why should I do that?"
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"Because I want to know!" To be honest she had no other answer, she just cared about him.
"Secrets, Sakura. That makes me mysterious!" There was his theatrical finger gesture again and he fell into a fight stance indicating the beginning of their spar.
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"You're all mysterious! You're even wearing a mask all day and everyone wonders what's underneath." Sakura followed suit.
"See?" He chuckled before he attacked with his first blow.
Their playful banter had been often part of their training, sometimes as intentional distraction and other times as some kind of flirt. The strong kunoichi dodged it and countered with a hard kick.
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They fought hard, but Sakura wouldn't give up with her interrogation. Not now.
"Why do you even wear that stupid thing?"
Shrugging he answered "I forgot."
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"You FORGOT?!"
"Yep."
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"How could you forget why you're hiding your face all the time?"
"I tell you what." He jumped close to face her, Sakura stopped all of her movements. "You'll never know whats underneath." His index-finger brushed her nose playfully and he dodged her predictable strike to the side.
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"I've seen whats underneath, don't you remember?" She smirked at him, blocking his blow.
He stopped dead in his tracks to raise a brow at her. "What?"
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"Suna. Sharingan." Now she was the one acting dramatical with a finger in the air.
"Sakura, we agreed we will never talk about what happened." His ice-cold tone was meant to leave no room for discussion.
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Suddenly they were close, front to front with him clutching both of her wrists. The copy-nin's victory was near as she whispered "Sure. But I've seen your face!"
The silverhead did not loosen his grip as he susurrated dangerously low into her ear "There's no proof for that. Sharingan created what you were craving for, nothing more."
Then he released her and walked back to the tree where their belongings were to gather something to drink.
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"Proof it! Get that fucking thing off!"
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Without a warning she jumped at him and pushed him to the ground, straddling him. They fumbled and grabbed until both noticed how close their bodies were.
A sudden heat emerged and danced in tantalising waves through their bodies, beginning at the spots where they had connected and brushing every single cell of their bodies. His struggles became softer, her touches more gentle. Of course he could have stopped her easily, but a part of him didn't want to and he was more than afraid to give in and let that part take over.
Without thinking his hand came slowly up to his mask, the tension between the two ninjas was incredible. Again both felt like being caught in a spell as he was about to pull it off and kiss her.
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Suddenly there were loud footsteps indicating a person approached quickly.
"Sakura, I… WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!"
Naruto was startled and gaped. He had come to training ground three to talk with Sakura and had definitely no intention to interrupt them in… whatever they were doing. His eyes moved from a deeply flushed pinkette to a pale former sensei with sweat pearls on his forehead. Kakashi's hands were protectively wrapped around her hips.
N: Why would he do that?
Her hand rested gently in the hollow between Kakashi's sweater clad pecs, the other waved defensively into the direction of the blonde. She said something, but he couldn't her it, his mind was racing too much.
N: What's going on with her lately? Sasuke, me, Tatsuo, Gaara and now Kakashi-sensei?! I thought she's with Tatsuo now? At least it's what he seemed to think, when he told me to take care for her as he had to leave for a while. How could she replace him so easily? Officially he's MIA, but I know he's alive and she doesn't seem to care. And stupid-me wanted to talk with her and Kaka-sensei about my plan to bring him back. What a fool I am!
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Naruto had a disgusted look on his face and was about to walk back home as her voice stopped him in his tracks and he turned back into her direction.
"NOOOO, it's not what you think!" Sakura screamed and pinned the silverhead forcefully down with all her power. Kakashi was too shocked to fight back, but searched for an answer in her eyes.
"Naruto, come on over and help me to pull his mask down! We'll finally see his face!"
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Immediately the blonde ninja legend forgot all the weird impressions.
"Fuck yeah!"
The young man's blue eyes began to sparkle again and bubbling over with mirth he stormed over to them.
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N: Oh, that's what this is all about! That makes sense!
The kyuubi container bent down to support her actions. As they had managed to reveal an upper part of his nose and cheek, they heard a loud *poof* and their former sensei was gone.
"Nooo! Not again! We've almost seen it! Dammit!" Naruto grumbled and Sakura giggled.
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S: Puh, that was close…
S: By the way, didn't you say something about killing Naruto for the things he wrote more than obviously about you?
S: Hehehehe. Yeah…
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Naruto didn't like the devilish grin and the raging eyes she showed him in the slightest as she cracked her knuckles with loud pops.
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From the distance trees could be seen crashing down the whole way back to Konoha. The hokage had sent out ANBU to investigate.
"On them we've found strange imprints which appeared to be left by a human male. It seems like he had been smashed against the trunks."
Tsunade looked up from her icha icha exemplar and smirked amused at the ANBU reporting to her. With a move of her head to the side she told him to fix this. With a sigh he rushed to the trail of destruction like he had always done.
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The hokage shook her head and laughed full-heartedly. She poured two cups of sake and set one of it onto the windowsill. The blonde sannin smiled into the distance and took a sip from her own.
They had learned from the best! Oh, Jiraiya, you're missing all the fun here.
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Kakashi had reappeared in his bedroom.
"Boss, you're back! How was it? You promised to take me with you next time, don't forget! The others want to go with you too! Can we go for a walk now? I'm hungry! I want a steak!"
An overly happy pug jumped up and down around his feet, but he ignored him. His head was hammering with questions.
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Is she serious? No, it wasn't all about my mask only, was it?
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