She was different today.
She didn't look different, she didn't act different.
She just…was.
Maybe it was that today she didn't greet him as she normally did, pouncing on him while she, none too gently, greeted him. Today however, she just arrived at the teams bridge and murmured her greeting. It was a large difference from the usual.
A large difference indeed.
It was a normal training day, just the usual Kakashi making up pitiful missions as an excuse for him to read his gross book, and then they were done.
What a waste of a perfectly good day. Hn, its not like they did anything useful, at least he could go train alone now and actually get something done.
She was there already. Crap, his only chance to train for the rest of the day was destroyed. What could she be doing that she needed to train for? She wasn't really useful at anything special, except maybe patching Naruto and him when they were injured, or dressing up like the typical girl.
Oh well, he didn't really feel like finding out, she was probably working on that training with Hokage-san. It was time to go anyway, where there was a fresh box of tomatoes practically calling him.
Crap, there it was again. That different thing…what the hell was it! He couldn't figure it out…maybe it was how she would avoid looking straight at him, and when she did, she look away instantly.
He found himself staring at her quite a few times, and there was no point in denying, he was not one to lie to things so obvious. But he couldn't place it…what was different about her…?
He had to admit…he was lost, completely, hopelessly lost and just couldn't figure it out…and he didn't like being confused. Not one bit.
Maybe it was her smile? No…that was still the same, a little smaller, maybe less active, he wondered why, but still there.
Maybe it was her hair…? No…she still had it that messy short hair style, that he had to admit had found himself taking a liking to.
Maybe it was her scent…? It could be…she smelled less and less of the strawberry perfume she had always put on, he couldn't fail to notice that, and smelled more of the forest in a clean feminine way…
Well, whatever it was, he sure liked it, but hoping that she didn't change too much with him, he knew he was liking these small changes, whether he understood them or not.
Another small one-shot. I'm going to be writing a lot of these as I love just taking ideas and writing them down. Thank you so much to those who read and faved the first one, it made me very happy!
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Until Next Time,
Darkofthenight.