Author's note: I'm starting off this story as very romantic ninja comedy-ish before the real story emerges, so hopefully it's not too boring... I'm just setting the scene. But this is pretty bubbly compared to what's planned... *insert evil chuckle*

I'll probably be frequent enough in updating- I'm finishing year 12 now so in a few weeks I'm free- if I get enough feedback and interest.

I tried to integrate my martial arts knowledge into this, Taijutsu is never really focused on in the manga but I like it so it gets more screen time. Besides, if Kakashi and Sakura went head on in a jutsu fight; it wouldn't be pretty. Hopefully it all makes sense and is easy to picture.

Chapter two: How to fight dirty

Air whistled in her ears as her senses screamed at her, she ignored her instinct to cringe as euphoria quickly rose to swallow it. Sakura's medic nin coat fanned as she fell, her pink ponytail trailing like a ribbon in her wake. The air roared in her ears as the ground rushed up to meet her; but she didn't scream. Cushioning the impact with chakra, she tucked herself into a commando roll and came out running.

"Hurry up old man!" she yelled behind her, smirking back at Kakashi as he dropped to the ground neatly before she turned back and ran in earnest.

The pink haired medic sped through the streets like a blur, managing to maintain her lead despite Kakashi's admirable agility. It seemed like all those gruelling hours training with Gai and Lee had paid off... even if I did wear green spandex once.

Shuddering at the memory she promptly forgot it as she dodged several projectiles hurled at her from above. Sidestepping the blurs, she craned her head back to see their source just in time to see a certain silver haired Jounin overtake her.

Damn it! Gritting her teeth in determination, Sakura leapt onto a balcony on the opposite side of the street before jumping onto a roof. Sprinting till she was parallel with him, she threw a volley of roof tiles at the back of his obnoxious head. She grinned as he was forced to flip out of the way, taking her opportunity, she pulled out a smoke bomb and threw it at the unsuspecting copy nin. Leaping across the street, she exploded out of the smoke in a tackle.

Unfortunately he tripped her up instead with a smooth counter, continuing without missing a step. From her sprawled out position on a roof she saw him pull out an Icha Icha book as he waved back at her jauntily, nose between the pages. Sakura saw red and with a snarl she leapt to her feet to give chase.

As they sped across Konoha Sakura's anger began to boil, He still doesn't take me seriously! He never has! I'm not a genin doing his damned bell test!

Deciding she'd had enough, Sakura pulled out her paralysing senbon and launched five at her 'sensei'. None hit him obviously, but it slowed Kakashi down long enough for her to catch up.

"Kakashi, I'd hate to think I was less interesting than a book you've read a billion times." She grated, focusing just a tiny bit of chakra into her legs to match his speed.

He didn't even look at her as he answered, "But it is Icha Icha, Sakura..."

"Oh? Well then let me look!" Snatching the book away from the copy nin, she had just enough time to see his eye nearly bulge out of his head before she disappeared into the distance.

"Eat my dust Oyaji (old perverted man)!" Ignoring the curses she heard behind her, Sakura smirked at her triumph... and her luck.

Allowing the book to vanish into her coat, she dodged a few stray kunai sent her way. Hmm, I guess I really pissed him off? She thought carelessly, speeding up ever so slightly as she felt him begin to gain ground.

Unable to resist, she threw over her shoulder, "You better hurry Kakashi, I might 'accidentally' drop it in the lake!"

"Don't you dare!" He yelled and she giggled like a genin.

Suddenly, the silver haired ninja appeared at her side and she ducked under his grab and elbowed him in the gut. Rolling out of the way she nearly ran into a second Kakashi; but with a smirk got ready to counter. Instead of slowing down she sped up and delivered a jumping side kick to the clone's chest. It exploded and she emerged on the other side, yet again dodging an incensed copy nin by a hair's breadth.

She grinned, So this is what it takes for Kakashi to take me seriously? Damn, I should've done it sooner!

She could see the edge of the village in sight and the training grounds beyond, all she had to do was hold out for a little bit longer and... What? Run around in circles as Kakashi tries to move heaven and earth for his Icha Icha fix? Maybe this wasn't such a brilliant idea after all...

Sakura leapt off the last roof and landed on the ground without missing a step, her lab coat flared around her as she kept up her desperate pace. Trying to formulate a plan as she danced between the projectiles Kakashi was sending her way. If she couldn't succeed, which she realised was pretty much certain; she'd need something to make this all worthwhile... If the medic nin couldn't win the war, so she must at least win a battle. She grudgingly admitted to herself she could never defeat him in sparring... but at least she might get a free meal out of this mess...

Forming hand seals quickly, she created a bushin and pretending to pass it the book; she made a bee line for her goal.

Kakashi's eye darted between the two as he tried to sort out his priorities. Between his precious book and being forced to pay up for once; he did the only thing available to him, he sent his own shadow clone after hers. He was not a man to settle on anything.

Sakura cursed as the real Kakashi pursued her, Damn... looks like I wasted my chakra for nothing... But, in an attempt to recoup her losses, she leaned down into her run and exploded forward. She flew over the terrain with Kakashi only a few steps behind, narrowly avoiding a grab or being tripped up every second step.

She could practically smell expensive sushi and sake on the air and her stomach growled, reminding her she'd skipped her last few meals and survived on scavenged snacks from the hospital kitchens. The lows a young medic nin must stoop to survive on a slim pay check. I really must take more missions or I won't be able to meet the rent... She thought distractedly for a moment.

Sakura was rudely awoken from her meanderings as she saw Kakashi slip ahead of her, with a growl she leapt forward and grabbed him by the pant leg. "Oh no you don't!"

Riding her sensei to the ground, she rolled over his form and ran into the training grounds with a triumphant scream, "Shannaro!!" She pumped the air with her fist, but before she could celebrate, Kakashi appeared out of nowhere.

Grabbing his student around the shoulders, he was surprised when he was suddenly left hugging a log to his chest. Dropping the offending piece of wood, his eye settled on the pink haired nuisance before him.

She smirked, "Look who's buying me dinner?" she crowed, rubbing her stomach for emphasis.

He glared, "Give me back my book."

Sakura tapped her chin thoughtfully, "Mmmm...no. If I don't get to see your face Kakashi I want some sort of compensation."

"Have my bad habits rubbed off on you Sakura? I didn't know you liked Icha Icha." He drawled, hoping to embarrass her into returning it.

"No!" she spluttered with blush at the suggestion before replying irritably, "I have taste! Besides, I just want to study your withdrawal symptoms." She grinned, "How long without the book would it take you to crack? Days? Weeks? Months?"

"..." He glared at her, as if daring her to go through with the threat.

"Why don't we make the wager more interesting? If you get the book off me before the end of the sparring match I'll give you the extended edition of Icha Icha Paradise Kiba gave me for my last birthday... it is just collecting dust on my shelf." She smirked, as he salivated, "But if not, you... owe me an unspecified favour."

Kakashi frowned at the open nature of the so called 'favour' but Sakura wheedled cunningly, "It has full colour illustrations..."

"Deal." He said instantly, his eye gleaming with a fire she didn't dare examine, "It's not like I'll lose..."

Sakura was too pleased with herself to rise to the bait, Perfect.

"Let's get to it then." With a quick hand seal she disappeared, leaving Kakashi alone in the cleared area as she perched in a distant tree. Night was settling over Konoha, the twilight grey was cool compared to the heat of the day.

Sakura cloaked her chakra signature carefully, reining it in with her complete control. She knew that wouldn't be enough against Kakashi; but it did give her a fighting chance, however slim.

She saw her shadow clone leap from the sky, barely dodging a shuriken to the neck as she spun on her heel. Leaping backwards away from the Kakashi clone as he leapt after her, she clutched the fake orange book to her chest like a life line.

She dodged a kick from the real Kakashi too before making a break for the trees, however she was not quick enough. He was waiting for her and with a quick stab with his kunai he dispelled the clone into smoke. His book however went up with it.

Cursing, he turned around to see Sakura throw a tanto through his clone's head before leaping down from her vantage to retrieve the item. She smirked at her sensei, "So close!" She applauded, "But... not quite."

He launched himself at her and she met him halfway, exchanging a flurry of kicks and punches as they danced across the ground. Sakura leapt back after getting a lucky hit, an uppercut that barely missed the instant knockout spot. Kakashi was sent spiralling skyward before he forced himself out of the tail spin and landed in a crouch facing her. An icy tendril of jealousy squirmed in her gut in reaction to his seemingly inhuman acrobatics, and Sakura reacted like she always did. Pulling down the lower eyelid of her left eye, she poked her tongue out at him before she ran off laughing.

"You think I should drop the book in the water?" she threw casually over her shoulder, smirking slightly as she jumped over rocks to reach the still lake, "It is very dirty."

Laughing at her weak joke, or rather the keen edge she felt on the presence behind her; she leapt onto the water's surface.

She spun around and sidestepped Kakashi's suiton jutsu, allowing the barrage of water to sail harmlessly past, She arched a brow with a superior smirk, "On I'm soooo scared sensei! Come on, I know you wouldn't really try to get me wet, even if you were able; I have your porn on me, remember?"

Kakashi 's eye widened before he threw his head back in a deep masculine laugh. A warm electric shiver went down her back before she blinked at his reaction, "What's so funny? Did I say something-? Eech!"

Sakura suddenly found herself locked in a bear hug from behind, she struggled; but Kakashi's grip was inexorable as it pinned down her arms and left no room to struggle. The man propped his chin on her head absently, "Give me my book." He commanded simply.

Sakura however was already in action, dropping her weight she spread her arms out to either side and broke his hold instantly. Grabbing his right arm at the wrist and bicep, dropped her weight and pulled him tight against her back before threw him over her shoulder.

SPLASH! He hit the water hard; Sakura didn't waste any time waiting around before she bolted with a grin splitting her face. Ha! Take that!! That's what you get for underestimating me Kakashi!!

She knew that they weren't truly fighting seriously, most of the techniques in her medic nin arsenal were debilitating and/or permanent and his chidori wasn't exactly designed for play fighting... But she still felt the thrill of triumph spill over her and her eyes gleamed with self satisfaction.

He stood up and shook the water off him like a dog before crossing his arms and staring at her intently. After a moment he held out his hand, "Last chance: Give me the book." An air of menace rose up around him and she suppressed a shiver, she would kill to know how he managed to look deadly when dripping wet.

"No." Sakura answered defiantly before sticking out her tongue. She grinned then, spreading out her arms in a mocking invitation, "I guess you'll have to frisk me for it."

Suddenly she was alone on the lake before a force slammed her to the water, reacting instinctively she lashed out; but all her punch met was smoke. Skidding across the water like a pebble, she stopped after three skips, landing on the far bank. Shooting to her feet, she faced off her old sensei from twenty feet away.

His visible eye was narrowed as he stared at her; it did not bode well at all, "Where's the book? You don't have it."

Sakura frowned, "How do you-" she suddenly felt a cold wind brush across her front and she whipped her head down to look. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw her medic uniform, with ALL the buttons undone! When did he...?

Snapping out of her shocked state at the sight of her plain red sports bra and boy cut matching underwear, she blushed so dark it matched before turning abruptly around.

"Y-You p-pervert!" she stuttered, before her voice steadied with fury, "How dare you!"

She could feel his indifferent gaze on her back, as he casually circled around her to reach the shore, "You shouldn't offer things you don't want to give." He commented dryly.

"I said frisk, not molest Oyaji!" She shot back as she fumbled a particularly stubborn button beneath her breasts, the heat rising under her skin from mortification.

"You're safe." He said with a smirk in his voice, "I don't do little girls."

Sakura's vision bled red as pure fury boiled up from her gut, an old hurt that still bled fresh. She turned slowly to face her white haired teac3her her slow clipped words oozed the threat that radiated from her pores. "What. Did. You. Call. Me?"

A brow arched, "Only kids give what they can't take."

"Oh?" she enunciated scornfully, "Let's see if you can take this!"

The fuming kunoichi formed rapid hand seals before she disappeared in a puff of smoke. Kakashi stood there seemingly unconcerned as she vanished from his sight and senses, it was not like she could get the jump on him anyway. She was never good at subterfuge and stealth, she was too impatient.

Which is why she didn't wait to make her move.

"A thousand years of pain!" yelled Sakura as she surged from the ground and sent Kakashi flying with her index and middle fingers spearing into his behind. Her attack had a surprising amount of force, especially with her near perfect chakra control to enhance its impact.

Kakashi spiralled into the sky, utterly surprised she'd managed to get the drop on him. Flipping at the apex of the technique's height, he landed smoothly ten feet away.

Sakura settled into a fighting stance, glaring at her sensei over her fists, "I'm not what I was back then Kakashi, I'm no longer the weak link. Treat me like a shinobi or I'll beat you out of your bad habit."

Kakashi watched her, a sudden stillness closing over him. The tension rose as they stared across the space between, a gap that had seemed to grow wide for Sakura. Years flew by and memories swelled in the silence, the tears and blood was now waist deep for both of them. So much had changed since she'd been a genin in Team Seven, and she'd been forced to change with them.

He nodded slowly, recognising her in a way he never had before as he lifted the Konoha forehead protector with a grim expression in his eyes, "Then let's get to it."

Suddenly, all the play left their sparring bout and a deadly seriousness killed their camaraderie. Sakura wasted no time chatting, you couldn't if you wanted to defeat the sharingan and this time she didn't have a convenient diversion on hand. Brutally suppressing the memory with a pained wince, the medic dodged a volley of kunai before she darted in towards her former teacher. A glancing blow was all she needed to send him spinning back before she followed up with a stepping side kick, he dodged and she made it a hook kick mid motion. She expected it when he blocked the blow, and her chakra surged out slicing his arm in a several directions. Dodging his counter, she ducked under his guard to deliver an uppercut. He however was waiting for her. Closing her eyes just before they met his, she left herself open for the punch that sent her reeling.

Flipping backwards and out of the way, she didn't even bother to pause to wipe away the blood from her face. She watched him warily and she nearly jumped when he spoke.

"Looks like you've still got a lot to learn." He said dryly, "For a clever kid you really are slow."

Before she could leap forward to tear him a new one he said, "If you prove to me that you deserve to be treated like an adult Sakura, I'll do so. But until then, you're still my wayward, weak student." Yep, that will definitely set her off.

Her eyes widened before narrowing to slits as she snarled, "You- You!" she struggled to find the words, "You want me to prove myself? I'm weak? Let's just see who's weak here!"

She created three bushins and sent them to entertain Kakashi as she turned away to settle onto the ground with an exposed back towards the proceedings. Kakashi however could not take advantage of this as he was forced to look away when her shadow clones came in for the kill.

Sakura took some deep inhales to even her breathing and calm her boiling chakra, because of her state; it would take longer for her to slip into the trance. Finally as the rhythm of her heart became measured and her mind emptied; everything slowed around her and time seemed to pause, she sunk under her skin.

Every time he tried to glance at Sakura, one was there in his field of vision as a violent distraction. A cold wind brushed his neck as he sensed something coming from Sakura, but he couldn't get a good look at her as he dodged kicks and kunai with spectacular acrobatic skill. Suddenly the copies wavered in his Sharingan sight before blinking out of existence, he turned to stare at his pink haired medic sitting on the grass.

There was something... wrong with her chakra.

Sakura finished the preparatory meditation before she formed three quick hand seals and her eyes snapped open. The air was still and dead around her as she spun around to wink at Kakashi, "Now you see me..." she started but even before she turned completely she disappeared like a dream upon waking. His red eye narrowed, as he searched for a flash of pink hair in the vicinity, or a flare of chakra; but there was nothing. It was as if she had disappeared into thin air.

"Now you don't."

Genjutsu? He thought, his nerves on razor edge as he surveyed his surroundings, No... I'd see that. But...

He heard footsteps circling him, their pattern was familiar; Sakura. But even then his Sharingan was blind.

She's grown... He thought, both eyes wide, I didn't realise just how much.

Shuriken cut the air towards him from one side and kunai quickly followed from the other, Kakashi had to jump straight into the air to avoid the attack. He landed lightly; his eye alert as he crouched ready to spring. He suddenly felt air being displaced at his back and he quickly dodged, sending something careening into the ground causing dust to rise as it went past.

"Oh! That was close." came her voice from everywhere and nowhere, her smooth tone only slightly ruffled with triumph.

A plan formed in his mind, and his voice became droll, "Hiding Sakura?" when this got no response he went for the jugular, "Can't face me head on?"

He heard her sigh and he forced himself not to face the sound, "You just hate that your sharingan is useless." She answered smugly.

Kakashi continued as if she hadn't spoken, "Well I guess fighting me face to face would lower your chances to zero..."

Sakura didn't think, she exploded forward, and he heard her as she entered range; drawing a kunai he quickly judged distances before slicing in through the air. The woman hissed in pain, slamming her fist into Kakashi's chest, winding him and forcing him to stumble back before she swept his feet out from under him.

"Don't be so sure."

He got to his feet, slowly, his nostrils flaring under his mask, Where is she...? There!

Without pausing, he surged forward; dodged a kunai smoothly before he tackled Sakura to the ground. Feeling for her as if in the dark in the daylight was somewhat disorientating, but he managed to trap her beneath him, with one of her arms in a right angle arm lock.

He applied gentle pressure when she struggled; which was more than enough to send a sharp spark of pain through Sakura. She stilled and if she'd been visible Kakashi would have been privy to her bone melting glare matched with childish pout.

For a moment he felt an impression of her presence at the edge of his thoughts, but it evaporated at his next words.

"Nice jutsu." Kakashi simply said, deflating her anger slightly causing her muscles to loosen slightly beneath him.

"I've been developing it since my incarceration in Earth three years ago." She answered with a hint of pride, "Pity you can't copy what you can't see eh?"

He masked his shock, Her own jutsu? He never would have expected that.

He shrugged slightly. "Eh. It does have a few weaknesses."

Sakura tensed again and shot back defensively, "Yeah well so does your Sharingan!"

"Don't react to constructive critique like that Sakura, it's childish." His head tilted when that distant heat, like a winter sun shrouded in clouds, pressed against his mind.

"Well don't insult my jutsu! Everything has a weakness Kakashi." She shot back.

"True." He shifted above her to settled down more comfortably for a lecture, not because he breasts had been grazing his chest and distracting his focus... honest. It had the happy bonus of preventing any chance of retaliation, "But yours need to be compensated for, like how my chidori needs the Sharingan to overcome post attack vulnerability."

Sakura grunted acknowledgement in a most unladylike fashion, "I'm listening." She granted reluctantly.

"First things first, do you give up?" At her hesitation he tightened his hold on her arm.

"Yes!" She gasped through the pain and after he loosened his grip she growled, "Now get off me before my diaphragm collapses!"

He was suddenly standing, a hand held out to help her up; she gave him a disdainful glare before huffing, "I have to turn off the technique first..."

He nodded and backed away, and she noticed with a glower that he didn't hide his sharingan. She wasn't sure just how much he'd already figured out, but if he watched her turn it off she was sure he would work it out.

At least he can't copy it... Poking her tongue out at her oblivious ex sensei, she began the slow process of jump starting her chakra.

Normally the energy is always in motion, churning under the skin and bubbling up at any chance. But hers was as dead still as a lake, unruffled by wind. It wasn't controlled in the normal sense however, she'd tried to pull this off like that for years without succeeding. The key was meditation, to still her very soul.

It usually suppressed her emotions, but if they were strong enough it was like skimming rocks across the surface, they got swallowed soon enough; but there were ripples.

Her dampened anger helped her push the rivers of chakra inside her into motion; she concentrated on the emotion to speed her progress. She still couldn't release the jutsu on her own volition, she needed the disturbance to get it flowing. Thankfully, she was easily angered.

After a solid two minutes, quicker than her usual speed thanks to Kakashi's ability to rouse her ire; her eyes snapped open and her vision swam as her aura crested and fell on top of her.

The white haired jounin watched as she suddenly seemed to explode into existence as a force pushed its way out of her. She slumped for a moment before blinking her eyes up at him, before she smiled tiredly; "Figure it out?"

He nodded, lowering his hiatate (sp?) over his left eye before gripping her shoulder and forcing her to her feet. Her knees wobbled but her steadied her, causing the pink haired woman to glare and shrug him off.

"I'm fine!" she protested gruffly before walking towards the gates, shooting a look behind her she grated; "Coming?"

He nodded, hands in his pockets as he slumped after her, seemingly disinterested and bored of the world. I need my-

He didn't finish the thought as he cursed rather violently, "My book."

Sakura smirked beside him, "I wondered how long it would take you to remember." She patted his back, "Don't worry too much, you get to have dinner with me in the most expensive restaurant in town!"

He glared at the setting sun over the girl's shoulder, why did he feel like he'd lost?

**

Sakura sprawled out, leaning against the table with an elbow as she ate her sushi with unfeminine relish. Her medic nin coat was carelessly thrown across the tatami mats, the raiment of her office that she used to keep away the scowling maitre'd(sp). She was dirty, bloodstained and sweaty kunoichi; a combination that made her stand out against the quiet, clean civilian clientele of this pricey establishment.

He however was perfectly presentable, if a little damp.

Perhaps her state was why they got placed in the corner away from the other tables? It suited Kakashi just fine, it was the most easily defensible position in the restaurant. He hated having his back exposed in enclosed spaces like this, they were great for assassinations.

Sakura threw back a small bowl of sake and smacked her lips contentedly, "Ahhh, this place is always good. Tsunade comes here all the time just for the sake, it is the best in the villiage."

"...And the most expensive." He grouched.

She shrugged with an indolent smile, "Quality costs, Kakashi." Then her expression darkened to a smirk, "Besides, it's your own fault for losing."

He shrugged before changing the subject, "So, this new jutsu have a name?" he asked as he poked his bowl of rice and pickled vegetable with his chopsticks; the cheapest meal on the menu. He wondered if he could still eat fast enough for Sakura to miss it...

She shook her head, "I can't think of one."

He sent her a droll look, "A jutsu isn't worth anything without a cool name to shout."

"Well..." she continued grudgingly, "It is still a prototype."

"About that... you really need to be careful when you use it."

She held up a hand to halt the lecture, "I know-" she paused, "Did you really figure it all out?"

He nodded, "It was just deductive reasoning really but watching clinched it. It involves suppressing your chakra till it doesn't move... or rather it, sleepsBy inverting your aura, it causing the light around you to not register your presence and bounce back to the opponent's eye." He smirked, "But you can't stop sound and smell, I found you because you were bleeding." He tapped his nose then continued, "But you really have to control your anger, I could sense you every time you got really angry... which was often. Remember the shinobi rules."

She waved that off, "Yeah yeah, I memorised those as a genin."

"They obviously haven't stuck. Anyway, there is also the vulnerability when you prepare and turn off the technique; you are open to any attack."

She nodded her eyes still focused on him, when he stopped she smirked. "Is that it?"

A brown arched in challenge as she settled back self satisfied from her empty plate of sushi and sashimi and three finished sake bottles.

"..."

She smirked, "Ha! Some Copy ninja you are!" then she grinned, "Alright, let's make a game of it. I'm going to order more food, and I'll keep doing it until you figure out what you missed."

Calling over a frightened young man in a yukata, Kakashi ran the fight over in his head several times trying to nut it out.

Pity his mind kept on turning to Sakura's red underwear.

Pink hair slightly mussed from running, the skin framed by her open medic uniform shining with water droplets. He remembered his eye following a bead traced her breast before disappearing under her red sports bra. They were typical Sakura, stylishly cut yet practical.

Her horrified blush had been cute too.

Shaking off the images, he watched the woman in question scarf down sushi and sake as if starved. Hey, when did she get on her fifth plate?!

Getting desperate, as he glanced over the growing stack of plates; he tried to pick out the differences between how she fought without the jutsu activated. It ran through his mind rapidly before inspiration struck.

Her chakra... His head snapped up as she heard her call over the harried waiter again, "I figured it out!"

"Oh." She dropped her hand and the boy dashed off as she turned to the copy nin. Crossing her arms she leaned back against the wall and waited for his epiphany.

He smirked, "You can't use your still chakra when it's active can you?"

She nodded, and he continued, "Meaning that you must rely on weapons and taijutsu. But as I proved, ranged attacks are best. If an opponent can touch you, they don't need to see you."

She sighed, "So it has a few kinks..."

Kakashi watched her deflate visibly so he added, "It's got potential however. Great work Sakura,"

Her head snapped back and she stared at him, mouth open wide, he smiled beneath his mask before reaching over and shutting it gently. This woke her from her stupor and she blushed as his hand came away, "Sorry I just... didn't expect you to say that."

He shrugged, "I give compliments when they are due, it's your fault if you rarely deserve them."

A vein in her forehead ticked as she glared, "Kakashi-"

She was interrupted from a yell from the door as an ANBU ran past the maitre'd and appeared at their table as the restaurant exploded into chatter behind him. Sakura was suddenly on high alert, this never meant anything good.

He ran his eyes over the two of them before speaking, "Good thing you are together, Hokage-sama wants to see both of you now."

"Why?" Sakura asked, shrugging on her coat.

"That's Classified."

They stood up simultaneously and Sakura drank the rest of her sake with a gulp, "Let's go." She said and threw the bottle behind her to shatter against the wall.

The three ninjas disappeared, leaving behind an incensed maitre'd with the bill.

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