"It's a DATE?"

Sakura awoke with a very bad hangover the next morning. All she could remember was passing out like a drunken mess in the bathroom in front of Kakashi and now she was in her bed? Did he carry her here? Surely she must've been heavy for him.

She rubbed the back of her sore head and dragged her tired body up out of bed. She let out a loud yawn and stretched out her arms.

She felt a strange presence behind her. She slowly turned around and found herself staring at a certain silver haired man, wearing his everyday uniform with a mask covering his mouth and nose.

He was crouching on the rails on the balcony, waving at her.

"Hello!" he said in a cheery voice, "Hung-over, I see?"

Sakura bowed her head down and clenched her fists tightly.

"Um… Sakura?" said a worried Kakashi, watching as her shoulder violently shook.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" screamed the angry pinkette as she ran towards him and threw one of her ridiculously strong punches at his face.

He instinctively leapt away from her flying fist of terror and landed on the roof of the house across from hers.

"Well, I see you're as lively as ever," he chuckled, "I am taking YOU out to lunch today."

Sakura's angry face now wore a confused expression. I wonder what he's up to, she wondered.

"Um, okay?" she replied, "Where?"

"I'm thinkin' that new Italian restaurant down town," he replied, standing up with his hands in his pockets, "The spaghetti is fabulous, trust me."

"Alright then," I sighed wearily, "But I hope you know, you're paying."

"Since when do you EVER pay for your own food?" he laughed, "Don't worry, it's my treat. Is 12 a good time for you?"

"Um, yeah, sure," I answered, "What time is it now?"

"12."

"Wha-?"

"The idea just popped in my head when I got here, now hurry and get dressed. Don't keep your husband waiting!"

He winked at her and sprang off into the streets of the village.

Yay, she thought, I'm getting free food!

She closed all the curtains in her room and searched her wardrobe for some clothes. She always got a little paranoid that someone was watching her when she got dressed, like a pervert was watching her or something.

After digging deep into her wardrobe and her drawers, she finally pulled out a pair of jeggins, purple converse sneakers, a lilac coloured vest top and a thin, white hoodie.

She was quite happy with the fact that she wouldn't be eating ramen or cheap microwaved meals for a day and eagerly looked forward to having a nice, quiet, delicious lunch with just Kakashi and her.

At that moment, Sakura dropped her toothbrush as a result of her sudden epiphany.

"IT'S A DATE?"

Kakashi stood outside the restaurant with his arms folded. It was about 12:35. He tapped his foot on the ground impatiently until Sakura came down the road.

He waved at her with that same old smile on his face. He was quite surprised at how much his former student had grown. She was a strong, independent young woman who definitely knew how to pull her punches in more ways than one.

"So the spaghetti is good here, right?" asked a hungry Sakura, licking her lips.

"Yeah, it's the best in town," he replied, "C'mon."

They walked inside and stood at the counter. A teenage waiter greeted them and guided them to their seat.

"Would you like to try our famous Chef's special?" asked the young waiter.

"Yes please!" replied eagerly, rubbing her tummy like a little hungry child.

"Same here thanks," said Kakashi, amused by Sakura's childish behaviour, "Could we have a couple glasses of water please?"

"Of course, sir," answered the waiter, "Thank you for your order."

The waiter wrote down the number of specials in his small notepad and delivered the order to the chef.

"So what's up?" asked the curious cherry blossom, "Kakashi Hatake, the great Copy-ninja, taking me out to dinner? What's up with that?"

"Can't I do something nice for my wife every once in a while?" he teased.

"Okay?" she said awkwardly, "Um, I know we're married, but seriously, save the act for when we arrive at the resort. It bothers me."

"How exactly?" he asked curiously.

"Well, 'cuz the idea of me marrying my teacher is a bit," she paused for a moment before she replied, "Weird. Besides, I don't see myself getting married. I'm not really the kind of girl a guy would pick as his bride-to-be."

"Okay, hold up there," he said, leaning slightly across the table, "Yeah, marrying your teacher would be a bit weird, but I'm your PEER now, remember? 'I'm not the kind of girl guys would marry', bull! Look at you, Sakura. You're a kind, generous, pretty young girl. A guy would KILL to have a wife like that."

This made Sakura's cheeks turn a shade that almost matched her hair colour.

"Um, thanks," she said thankfully, smiling at him.

The restaurant was now almost full. Numerous voices could be heard engaging in friendly conversation, with the occasion gossiping session cropping up now and then.

The waiter came back to the table and served their meals. He tells them to enjoy and went away to seat a fat couple that had just arrived.

"Wait, we're married," said Sakura as she dug into her spaghetti, "If this marriage is supposed to look believable then won't we need rings?"

"Ah! I almost forgot about that!"

They silver haired Junín pulled out a silver ring with a small, but very noticeable, sapphire jewel on it.

"Wow," said Sakura in amazement, "That is gorgeous! Where did you get it? No, HOW did you get it?"

"Tsunade gave me her credit card to get it for you," he explained as he munched away, "Although she told me to buy a few other things as well."

"Like what?"

"Clothes."

"Huh?"

"Sakura, you're smart, think for a minute. I'm the Copy-ninja. I'm well known around… pretty much everywhere. And for us to get information about this guy's whereabouts-"

"Then we'll have to dress casually while acting as a married couple so no one will get suspicious."

"Bingo."

"Well, all I have is casual clothes since I threw out my training outfit months ago."

"Yeah, I've always been curious as to why that is."

"What?"

"Why did you quit being a shinobi?"

Sakura couldn't believe she was being harassed like this. First the old crone kept begging for her to come back when she explained full well her reasons for quitting, and now she's getting this? Tsunade must've put him up to this, she thought.

"You know what?" said an angry pinkette, "I don't know whether the old hag put you up to this or why she hasn't told you about it my reasons for quitting already, but I'm NOT getting into this right now."

"Oh, come on, Sakura!" moaned Kakashi, "You were so dedicated to being a medical ninja. What happened that made you change your mind like that?"

"Drop it!" yelled Sakura with everyone in the restaurant now staring at her, "I don't have TIME for this; I've got my own shit to deal with!"

"Like what?" he shouted back.

"Like PACK!"

She jumped to her feet and stormed out the door in a furious rage.

Damn Kakashi, he thought to himself as he continued to eat, you've really ticked her off this time.

Hey guys! I know it's a bit sloppy at the moment but I've been going through some tough stuff at the moment, so I'm sorry if it's not up to scratch. I didn't wanna leave you hangin', sorry. I hope you at least enjoyed it a widdle bit! :D