After the awkward few minutes, Kakashi decided to show Sakura around her room. It was far more sophisticated then she would have imagined. She protested against the idea of sleeping in his bed instead of him, but he ignored them. He told her that he would sleep on the sofa instead. That night, not surprisingly, Sakura lay wide awake in bed. Not only because of the difference in sheer size and richness compared to her room, but the faint scent of Kakashi leaked from the pillows and silk covers and clung to her. Sighing, she pushed herself out of the bed and went for a walk around the house, her bare feet padding softly on the luxurious carpet.
She didn't dare go downstairs where Kakashi slept. There was no need to unless she wanted to speak to him. Everything she needed downstairs was upstairs. In fact, there were even a few more rooms upstairs like the entertainment room. Heck, there was even an upstairs kitchen! She noted where the upstairs bathroom was and the kitchen and the library and the washing room and the games room and the collection room and the meditation room, also known as the music room. But, much to Sakura's distress, the walk had not made her sleepier, it had woken her up. Eventually, curiosity had gotten the better of her and she decided to explore. The bathroom was the first to be looked at. It was huge. Almost as big as Kakashi's room. It had a bath, a shower, a sink, a toilet, two cabinets and a wardrobe full of towels and flannels and yukatas and kimonos made of different materials, but mostly silk or cotton. Her toes curled from the cold of the marble tiles, but she didn't leave. She was too transfixed.
"Oh my God!" She whispered to herself. She felt as if she had stepped into her ideal heaven. The long, oval mirror on the closet door was what caught her attention the most though. Its wooden frame was engraved with pictures of animals dancing around. She recognised them as the 12 zodiacs, with a giant hand of God welcoming them at the top of the top. Her fingers lightly traced each animal in turn. On the right side, there was the mouse, riding on the ox, also at the top with the hand. The dragon was on the left, opposite the ox and mouse. The snake was behind it, slithering along with its tongue flicking out. The dog was next, barking excitedly behind the ox. The horse galloped along behind the snake, and the rabbit, with its cute, button nose, hopped behind the dog. The monkey was swinging on its arms, behind the horse and then the ferocious tiger roaring at the rabbit in front. The sheep was next to the monkey and the rooster was next to the tiger. All together, they made two long lines on the left and right side of the mirror. Sakura stroked around the wooden frame until she reached the bottom. There was a cat, staring longingly at the party above. Sakura remembered that the mouse told the cat that the party was the next day, so it didn't become a zodiac. She stroked the wooden animal sadly, and left the room.
She didn't want to see the cupboard, as it was probably just a boring room with stocks. Instead, she skipped ahead to the library. She expected it to be filled with pervy books, but it was full of old classics and encyclopaedias and fictions and non-fictions. She stood there, rooted to the spot, gawping. There were piles of books on the floor, book shelves stacked and almost buckling. There were books everywhere. The shelves were huge. The room itself was huge! The roof was so high, she wondered if it never ended. There were ladders attached to the shelves to help you reach higher. She tip toed inside. It was about 15 times the size of the bathroom. The room looked magical but forbidding at the same time. The silence of the library was broken by a floorboard groaning under the pressure of her foot. She tensed and half expected a librarian to come skidding over the floorboards to yell at her. She wished it was brighter so she could actually see. Deciding it would be better not to go any further, she carefully crept over the creaking boards and out the library, closing the door behind her.
The kitchen was, in a way, like the bathroom. It was big, had all the necessary essentials but plus a little bit more and full of luxury. Sakura wanted to spend more time in it, but saw the digital clock on the microwave and scurried out. She would rather look at the entertainment room than a kitchen any day, but at this rate, she wouldn't have enough time. It was morning already and she had only checked out a few rooms. Was she really that long in the bathroom? Or was it the library which slowed her? She ran silently to the entertainment room and slipped inside.
It was chock a block full of arcade games, game consoles, TVs and much more. She wanted to play some but was too afraid to go near them. What if they made a noise and woke up Kakashi? She heard a noise and hid in the dark, hoping if it was Kakashi, he would not want to come upstairs and into this very room. When the noise faded away, she took a risk and ran out the game room and back to hers, trying to make as little noise as she possibly could. As she ran, she passed the music room. Should she have a peek? Or should she play it safe and go back to her room?
Go inside! Aw come on! It'll only take a sec! Her inner Sakura cheered her on. She soon gave in, curious to see what type of music Kakashi likes. She opened the door cautiously. It didn't creak. She looked in, and almost fainted on the spot. Forget the bathroom, this was her ideal heaven. The walls were cream white; the carpet was cream white and felt delicious under her feet. Light, fluffy and relaxing. Everything was cream white. There were bean bags in the corner, next to a low, glass table with a CD player and head phones. Like the library, there were shelves stacked high with books, but this room also had shelves stacked high with CDs. Sakura realized that when she had gone in, the lights were already on, and that's why the place seemed so bright. She looked instinctively to her right and spotted a foot. Cautiously, she crept forwards and saw Kakashi on a bean bag, head phones jammed on his head in a way that it didn't mess up his hair. He was lightly bobbing his head to some music, visible eye closed, mask still on. He looked so peaceful and she wanted to stare at him forever, but then a question popped up. Where had he come from? Her heart sped up. He must have been in here and just sat down when she wasn't looking. She lingered around for a few seconds, then padded back to the door.
She wanted to visit one last room before returning to her own room. The last to see was a collection room, but she wasn't totally interested in that. She opened a door she hadn't noticed earlier and saw another corridor with even more doors. There were no windows and the dark was engulfing her already, but she trekked onwards into the unknown. Not knowing where to start, she picked a random door and felt around for the door handle. Her fingertips brushed it, and she pulled, but it wouldn't open. She tugged again, thinking it was stiff, but still nothing. Then she felt around again and noticed a key slot. She was about to feel further but then she felt something on her. A hand fell onto her shoulder and a head was next to hers.
"I wouldn't go in there if I were you." Kakashi lazily twirled the silver key in his hand. Sakura froze up; turned pale, wobbled then composed herself again. Kakashi watched this in amusement. He usually had that effect with people.
He led her back to her own room after listening to her lame excuse about going for a walk and getting lost etc. Before leaving, he turned and looked at her directly in the eye.
"Sakura, you are free to explore anywhere in this house, but promise me you'll be more careful next time. Don't go through that door." He laughed and rested the key in his palm and turned to leave, "Not like you could anyway." Sakura promised him, and then made a mental note to bring a torch next time.