Well, how is everybody? Back to school yet? Up to your eyebrows in homework yet? Tell me about it. Ahh, but that's the life, huh?
Anyways, obviously here is the next chapter. Hope you like it!
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Who Says Konoha's is Peaceful?
Chapter Three: Sakura feels suicidal and HEY that isn't candy!
Sakura whirled and ran back down the trail, still reeling in shock.
No no no no no no no no no no noooo...
She shook her head violently, trying to get the vile image out of her brain
HELL NO! HOW DARE NARUTO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MY SASUKE-KUN LIKE THAT! TCHA! I'LL KILL HIM! raged Inner Sakura, somehow overlooking that (even though it wasn't what it looked like) it was, in fact, Sasuke on top.
Sakura then heard a very...weird...squeal in the background.
She almost fainted right there on the spot. She clamped her hands over her ears to block out any more "interesting" noises and ran even faster.
Strangely enough, the squeal was from Sasuke. But it wasn't due to anything of the impure variety, it was due to Naruto's flailing leg hit him where it hurt. Big time.
"Ha-ha!" Naruto crowed, "Good luck trying to revive your clan now!"
Sasuke, now curled in an undignified ball, could only wheeze in response.
Naruto laughed again and high-tailed it back to the village before his rival had a chance to recover.
Eventually, Sasuke did start breathing normally again. And after a few more minutes, he even stood up.
"Okay Naruto... This time...it's personal."
Sasuke charged off through the dark forest.
"You are SO dead!"
Meanwhile, our favorite pink-haired kunoichi (not to mention the ONLY pink-haired kunoichi) was sitting in Ino's apartment, on the bed, shivering. Ino sat beside her, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Sakura, you must be mistaken! I'd call you a liar who was just trying to make me stop loving Sasuke so you could have him to yourself, buuuut...you suck at lying."
Sakura scowled. "...Thanks Ino. You're such a nice friend."
"I know!" Ino smiled.
A few moments of silence passed. Then...
"Naruto has SO got to die," Ino decided. Sakura smiled weakly.
TCHA! HELL YEAH! screamed her inner self.
"I'm gonna see if I can get anything out of him tomorrow during training," Sakura said.
"Whaaat?" Ino demanded. "Are you serious! You're gonna ASK him! That is a big no-no, missy!"
Sakura rolled her eyes. "Hey, it's not like I'm not gonna go up to him and say 'So, do you like guys?' No, I'm gonna play detective and see if it's not just some kind of misunderstanding."
Ino thought about that for a sec, then offered a suggestion of her own. "Oh, oh! Give him the ol' Taco-or-Hot-Dog test!"
Sakura raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
"Yeah, you go up to him and ask—Oh never mind. If you don't know, perhaps it's a good thing."
Sakura sighed. "Well, in any case, it's almost 11. I'd better be getting home,"
"...But you just got here like ten minutes ago!" Ino complained. "Let's watch a sappy movie and drown our sorrows with big bowls of ice cream!"
Sakura cocked her head. "I thought you were on a diet."
Ino folded her arms. "Fuck that. If Sasuke's gay, then I don't need to be skinny."
The next day...
Ah, Saturday morning. To most children, it means getting up at the crack of dawn to watch cartoons. To most teenagers, it means sleeping in till the crack of noon.
To Naruto, it means a 6am bowl of ramen at Ichiraku before training.
"You know, before you came along, Naruto, we didn't open till 10:00 on Saturdays," commented the shopkeeper.
Naruto made some sort of reply, but given the fact that he was in the middle of a mouthful of noodles and pork, it wasn't exactly intelligible. He did, however, succeed in spraying his dark-haired neighbor with an even coating of ramen broth.
"Say it, don't spray it," muttered Sasuke. He got up and stalked off to go change his broth-y shirt.
"Hey!" garbled Naruto. "Don't leave me to pay for this!"
Sasuke glared back darkly. "Oh, you're gonna be paying for a lot of things, you son of a—HEY! Listen to me, dammit!" Sasuke yelled as Naruto finished off the Uchiha's half-eaten bowl.
"You say something?" Naruto asked, ramen juice dribbling down his chin.
Sasuke made a face. "You are disgusting."
As he walked away, he bumped into Sakura. Sakura greeted him, not with her trademark "SASUKE-KUUUN!" squeal, but with a very strange glare.
"What's with the look?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Oh, nothing really," she replied smoothly. "Just had a bit of a rough night. How about you? You seemed to be out late." Sakura watched him carefully, hoping he'd give something away.
Sasuke looked at her, expressionless. "What of it? I'm not confined to my room at night."
He never gave anything away. Sakura sighed mentally and tried again. "I couldn't find Naruto. Was he with you?"
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. It wasn't like her to be looking for Naruto. He wondered vaguely what her game was. "Why don't you ask him yourself? He's only like ten feet away."
Sakura's eyes narrowed at Sasuke as he went off. She walked over to Naruto. "Well?"
Naruto stared at her. "Well what, Sakura-chan?" he asked, instantly nervous. Does she know about the diary?
"Where were you last night? I was looking for you," Sakura said, smiling sweetly.
Too sweetly.
Naruto fidgeted. "I was...uh...TRAINING! Yeah, training!" Oh crap, she so knows!
"Oh reaaaaaally?" went Sakura. "Was Sasuke with you?"
"Uhhh... No?" Naruto tried.
Obviously, Sakura didn't buy it. But she let it go. "Why were you eating breakfast together?"
Now that was a good question. Naruto had just found the dark-haired shinobi sitting at Ichiraku when he got there that morning. It was kind of strange; Sasuke didn't even like ramen. Naruto had supposed that Sasuke was going to try and fight him again for the diary.
"I dunno. He was just here," Naruto said with a shrug. But now that he thought about it, Sasuke hadn't even tried to launch another attack. Weird.
Back at his apartment, Sasuke pulled a fresh, ramen-free shirt over his head. He had fully intended to sucker-punch Naruto for that stunt he pulled in the forest, but eventually had decided on a more subtle, more ninja-y way of revenge.
Sasuke chuckled to himself. Oh, Naruto would be feelin' it soon.
-30 minutes later-
"I don't even see why we bother showing up on time; Kakashi-sensei is always late anyways," Naruto complained.
Team 7 was lounging at their usually spot on the bridge. Sasuke was eyeing Naruto, waiting for a sign that his revenge was starting to take place. Naruto was eyeing him back, wondering just what the hell the guy's problem was. Sakura watched their exchange of glances with a sinking sense of dread.
Dammit, why is it taking so long! Sasuke thought. He should be racing for the bathroom by now!
Geez, why is he staring at me like that? Naruto thought, scowling at the Uchiha. What a freak.
Sakura had never felt so depressed in her entire life. Damn, I've never felt so depressed in my entire life.
"Hey Sasuke!" Naruto suddenly piped up. He signaled him to come over. "C'mere a sec!"
Sasuke stepped over, unreadable as always. Naruto beckoned him to lean down so he could whisper something. The Uchiha rolled his eyes and complied. "What?"
"After training today, do you wanna...uh...you know..." Naruto shot a look at Sakura, who was blatantly starting at them. The blond pulled the corner of a certain pink book out of his pocket, just enough so Sasuke could see what it was. "Learn more stuff?"
Sasuke hid his interest in Sakura's diary. He made a noncommittal noise and walked back to his prior position on the bridge. But there was a faint smile on him lips.
Meanwhile, Sakura was fighting the urge to throw herself off the bridge.
We're only five feet up. We're only five feet up. We're only five feet up. And the water's only two feet deep, she kept telling herself.
-3 hours later-
"Hello class!"
"KAKASHI-SENSEI, YOU'RE LATE AGAIN!" yelled Naruto and Sakura in unison. Sasuke just kept glaring at Naruto. The blond had yet to show signs of any, ahem, discomfort.
Kakashi laughed lightly. "Well you see, I was carrying little old ladies across the street when a black cat crossed my path and then—"
"LIAR!" Naruto interrupted. "I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!"
Sasuke sighed. "Well, just tell us our training schedule already. We don't have all day."
"Ah, yes of course!" Kakashi said, smiling as usual. "I have good news! Due to next week's festival, all training for the rest of the weekend has been cancelled!"
"WHAT! WE WAITED THREE HOURS FOR NOTHING!" Naruto screeched.
Sasuke scowled darkly, a vein popping on his forehead, while meanwhile Inner Sakura was throwing a complete fit inside the kunoichi's head.
Kakashi shrugged it off. "Well anyways, we get to help decorate. But first, I've decided to take you three out to breakfast!"
Sasuke scowled again. "We already ate. Three hours ago. It's practically lunchtime now."
Kakashi sighed. "Fine. Before we decorate for the festival, I'll take you three out to lunch."
"Wait, what festival?" Naruto asked, oblivious as always.
"That was delayed," Sasuke muttered.
"They've only been talking about it for the past, oh, THREE MONTHS!" Sakura said, almost calmly.
Kakashi nodded. "Yes, it's a big deal. It's to celebrate the anniversary of Konoha's peace treaty with Sunagakure."
"Suna?" Naruto asked. "You mean Gaara's country?"
"The one and only."
"Cool!" Naruto yipped. "Can we have ramen for lunch?"
Kakashi sighed, ever amazed at the blond's ability to NOT FOCUS. "Not today. You eat so much ramen, I swear one of these days you're gonna turn into a noodle."
"YAY!" Naruto cheered, hopping up and down like a retard. Kakashi sighed again.
They ended up eating at a crummy little bar-slash-restaurant. Naruto didn't like it. He was sure he'd seen Ero-sennin enter the place before.
"Why are we at such a crappy place, Kakashi-sensei?" Naruto complained. They were seated at a booth in the corner, Naruto next to Sakura and Kakashi next to Sasuke.
"It's cheap," Kakashi said. "And I promised Jiraiya I'd meet him here. And the waitresses aren't too bad on the eyes...or eye, in my case."
Hot waitresses? Sleazy bar? Figures Jiraiya would be here, Naruto thought, scowling mentally.
(A/N- I would just like to stray from the plot for a moment to say that Jiraiya is THE coolest name ever!)
"So then... Where is he?" Sasuke asked a few minutes later, after they ordered their food.
Kakashi shrugged and flagged down their waitress. "Miss, have you see a big, white-haired man around here? I was supposed to meet him for breakfast."
The waitress eyed him. "You'll have to be more specific."
"He's a PERVERT!" Naruto yelled helpfully.
Kakashi slapped his own forehead, but the waitress suddenly nodded. "Ah, yes! He hit on every like single girl here! I slapped him myself. But he left like over two hours ago."
Kakashi slumped in his seat as his three students glared at him.
"YOU ARE ALWAYS SO LATE, KAKASHI-SENSEI!"
-Like 15 minutes later-
"Sakura, are you okay?" Kakashi asked the kunoichi. "You've been strangely quiet."
Naruto was inhaling his 5th bowl of ramen (turns out they serve it everywhere...). "We're all pretty close, you can share, Sakura-chan," he said, raising the bowl to drink the broth.
Sakura sighed and poked at her salad. Oh yeah, she was very depressed over the sasu-naru thing her mind had invented. But of course she didn't say that. So she said the next thing that came to mind.
"I lost my diary."
Sasuke choked and started coughing. Naruto choked and spilled his soup all over himself.
Sakura stared, extremely confused. Kakashi reached over and pounded Sasuke on the back. Eventually the Uchiha recovered, cleared his throat, and put on his best scowl.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Naruto announced, sounding kind of garbled from the choking.
"Don't get lost," Kakashi muttered, returning miso soup. Somehow, he had managed to eat half of it without anybody catching a glimpse of his face. A true genius.
The subject of Sakura's diary was dropped. Although another problem in the form of a blond hurricane quickly came up.
"Hey guys, guess what!" shouted Naruto as he came back from the bathroom. He was practically jumping up and down.
Nobody bothered to ask what, they just stared at him.
"Well, isn't anyone gonna guess what?" Naruto prompted eagerly. Sasuke shoveled a mess of (some Japanese food) into his face to suppress a growl at the kid's hyperactivity.
"What, Naruto?" Kakashi answered blandly.
"They have free candy in the bathroom!" Naruto said excitedly.
Everyone stared at him again. Kakashi cocked his head. "No they don't. Why would you say that?"
"What do you mean?" Naruto asked, confused. "I took like half the basket! I'll show, but I'm not sharing!"
Naruto reached in his pockets and pulled out...
About 50 cherry-flavored condoms.
Sasuke and Sakura spewed their food across the table. Kakashi made a weird gacking noise.
"Kakashi-sensei...that's disgusting" Naruto eyed the white-haired man, completely clueless as to why candy would illicit such a reaction. Sasuke and Sakura, still trying to recover, stopped reeling for a moment to look at Kakashi.
Apparently Kakashi had his mask on when he -attempted- to spit out a mouthful of soup.
...Meaning all of it was trapped in said mask. Broth and noodles and whatever the hell else is in miso soup slid down his neck, trapped by the now-soaking cloth.
It was not Kakashi's most graceful moment.
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Nice long chapter for my dearies! Hope you liked it! I'll get the next one up soon, assuming college doesn't slay me first. (sweatdrop)
Next time- Sasuke and Naruto break into Sakura's house!
Oh by the way, what the HELL does "dobe" mean? I'm using it, but I don't know what it means! I just know Sasuke calls Naruto that.