Story: The Keeper.

Series: Naruto.

Summary:

Due to a malfunctioned summoning scroll, Sakura finds herself sent into back in a time where Sasuke is still innocent. As she tries to undue her mistake her reason for returning grows less every day she spends in a life where everything was simple.

Chapter name: Paint warzone.

Word count: 841

{A/N;; Not much to say here, but for the reminder, inner Sakura's words are in bold. –S.s

After class was over, Sakura returned home. It seemed strange for her to call it such, but it was the best she had at the moment. It was funny because unlike her normal room, the room she had now was bare and empty. She only owned a minimal amount of clothes and two pairs of shoes. Everything else was plain and oddly unwelcoming. It was with this thought in mind that decided a makeover of the stale white room was in order.

Because Kakashi was home a rare event indeed, she roped him into going shopping with her. She only had one week's paycheck plus the money she had on her from before to spend but despite this she was bound determined to have fun. This proved to be quite the challenge considering Kakashi's sullen mood. He seemed generally put upon by her need to drag him along for her shopping excursion. It was almost too comical for her to handle, he hadn't changed much from her Kakashi. It felt easier for her differentiate the two Kakashi's she knew, otherwise it just confused her to no end.

The first shop they went to was the paint stall, it was strange to actually look at the colors and realize how much of a choice she had. It was silly but actually valued Kakashi's input on the color choice. He was partial to cool colors, while she was to warm. In the end though she settled for a pale green that they both liked. After picking up some clothes, they headed back to the apartment.

Before Kakashi could slink off, Sakura coerced him into helping her paint. Sakura dressed in one of his old workshirts that matched the one Kakashi wore and a pair of short black spandex shorts. She pulled her long pink locks back with a braid and bandana combination. While they painted, Sakura made small talk with the quiet silver haired anbu, "So basically in the future you're my sex slave."

"Yeah, I doubt that."

"Shows what you know then. I'll have you know that many a men has fallen to my charms."

"Poor guys, are they blind and deaf too?"

"How rude! Your just jealous that I have a sexy smile and you have to hide yours all the time. I'm sure it's not much to look at anyways."

Kakashi raised a perfectly arched brow at this, "Whatever floats your boat, I suppose."

"No, really you should show me what's underneath."

Without making eye contact Kakashi silkily replied, "You show me yours, and I'll think about showing you mine."

Undignified at the prospect, Sakura huffed moodily, "That's just plain crude!"

"Maybe."

Sakura was beyond pissed at how blasé his attitude towards her was, and without thinking flung a large glob of wet paint straight at his hair. He dodged her projectile and cheekily flipped her the bird. Outraged now, Sakura lunged at him, brush in hand. Surprised by this new tactic, Kakashi barely had time to react and was tackled to the ground underneath the pissed pinkette.

From her vantage point of straddling his chest with her thighs, Sakura proceeded to paint two strips on his face and some on his hair. Grinning from underneath his mask like a madman, Kakashi flipped her over on her back and repeated her gestures on her person with his own brush.

Now highly amused Sakura laughed and proceeded to drag her paintbrush across his chest, giggling like a schoolgirl the whole ordeal. Ten minutes later, they were still on the ground both now thoroughly covered from head to toe in paint. Chuckling at their position Kakashi rolled off of the pinkette's frame onto the floor next to her, "Well, I'm fairly positive we're going to need new paint."

Sighing appreciatively at the prospect, Sakura absentmindedly laced her fingers through Kakashi's much larger ones, "Yeah, but it was worth it just to hear you laugh."

"Really? I've been told that I lack practice and it sounds horrible."

"I love it, it shows you're human."

Kakashi looked mildly surprised at her words, "You doubted this?"

Sakura laughed thoroughly embarrassed, "I just don't understand you sometimes. You seem so cold to me. I'm used to well…you know."

Without warning, Kakashi pulled Sakura's head to his chest, her body positioned over his, he was silent for a moment then asked, "Tell me what do you hear?"

Sakura's breath hitched in her throat as she grew silent to listen to the fast paced beating of his heart underneath her. Her voice was slightly shaky from their proximity as she replied slowly, "I hear…I hear your heart."

Kakashi let loose a dark chuckle, idly running his fingers through her hair, "Thus proving I'm human, right?"

Sakura was oddly silent after his statement, and without a word pushed away from him and stood up to walk out the door. When she was gone, Kakashi rubbed his head thoughtfully, "I guess I might have overdone it with her." His entire life he never had spoken a truer assertion, than that.

{A/N;;I feel a Kakasaku storm cloud brewing C:

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-S.s