So this chapter is ridiculously short, and about half the word length of the last one. However, I have like, six pages written for the next chapter. So hopefully I'll eventually even something out. Sorry for all the rambling I do, I kind of have this obsession with unnecessary details that I find, for some reason, necessary. It's probably because I'm sleep deprived to the max. I wrote these next two chapters early in the morning while watching Gargoyles. Oooh, yes, I watch Gargoyles.
But anyways! I hope you enjoy. I am kind of a shitty writer sometimes. (aka most of the time)
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Sakura wanted to chalk it up to her improved abilities from years of training under Tsunade and with anyone she could bother sparring with her.
Deep down, though, she knew it was a lie.
Once her ego deflated a bit, Sakura grudgingly accepted the fact that she hadn't outrun Sasuke because, loathe as she was to admit it, she also knew that the only Rookie faster than Sasuke was Lee.
And sometimes even THAT was debatable.
Sakura sighed and slowed her pace enough to catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of her eye before she was suddenly eating the dirt she'd been running on. She stayed on the ground for a moment to try to cool off before lifting her head to look at the jerk that tripped her.
"KAKASHI WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? THAT IS SUCH A NARUTO PRANK TO PULL! DON'T YOU HAVE PORN YOU COULD BE READING?"
One of these days, Sakura vowed, she would get a hold of her temper. But today was not that day, and now that she thought about it, next month wasn't looking so hot either.
Kakashi's eye crinkled in amusement as he gestured to the orange book in his hands.
"Sakura for your sake I will take into account the fact that you are clearly under some kind of strain and refrain from feeling insulted at the notion that tripping you is a difficult feat to accomplish! Now why don't you clean yourself up and tell your old sensei what's plaguing your mind."
Sakura saw red as she muttered a few choice curses that even Kakashi flinched at before getting up and wiping herself off.
Then she punched him.
To his credit, he only fell over with a slight "Oof!" as his breath whooshed out of his lungs and Sakura dusted her hands.
She stepped over him gingerly before plopping down onto his back, and began ticking off her fingers.
"One, never trip me again. Ever. Two, while you're definitely old, you lectured Naruto and me about not calling you 'sensei' until our ears bled, so don't you play that card with me! Three, I CANNOT BELIEVE you tripped me to try to squeeze information out of me! Seriously, Kakashi, how old are you? Maybe you're going senile! It was really such a childish prank, just like that chick with—"
Sakura broke off for a moment, before glancing around and taking a deep breath. "Well, that chick who kept calling this one guy 'Shark Freak' and he kept countering with 'Four Eyes'! How juvenile is that, right? And I should've expected something to happen, because I was on that stupid bench and he ALWAYS seems to ruin my life on that bench—"
"Who always what?" came Kakashi's feeble voice. He was an actor, that Kakashi. She thumped down on him for good measure, since she knew she didn't weigh enough to cause him any real pain.
"I hope you're eating dirt like I did, you bastard! It's what you deserve after knocking me down like that!" Sakura evaded, climbing off him and pacing. He got up as well and dusted himself off, wincing and patting his side where she punched him.
"Sakura, stop avoiding the question. Who are you talking about?"
She froze at his serious tone and gulped, looking anywhere but at him.
Why am I so nervous? Who even cares about stupid Sasuke, I sure don't!
"Well, you'll find out soon enough anyways so I might as well tell you…It's Sas00" she was cut off a a crash thundered through the air followed by a ringing,
"TTTEEEEMMMMMMEEEEEEE!!!"
And of course more crashes.
"I see." Was all he said, giving her a knowing look she didn't understand.
What the hell does that look even MEAN? Her Inner self demanded.
Sakura just pulled a face at him in response. Stupid old bastard.