A/N: Hey all you awesome people. Sorry for the wait! It's spring break where I'm from and I'm experiencing some college fun. ;) Gotta get some sun and work on my tan! .. even if it's cloudy, I'm still going to try. Annnnnd it took me forever trying to correct this chapter.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Chapter 4 - It's Completely Platonic.. I Think..

"Where?" she asked dumbfounded.

"To Wizneyland. Apparently it's the happ-"

"Happiest place on earth." she finished hurriedly, "Why there of all places? And that's three-thousand miles away!"

"I've bought us plane tickets last night."

"Us?"

"Yes."

"As in you and I?"

"Preferably."

"And you said we're leaving after lunch?"

"Yeah.. The airlines suggest that we should arrive three hours early for check in time and our flight is at three."

"Professor, it's already one o'clock."

"We should get a move on then." he stood from the table and began to walk towards his endowed closet. "Meet you in the hall in fifteen?"

"Hold on a minute." Sakura stood and briskly walked towards him, "I can't just up and leave my life here. I have a job and I have bills to pay. I have responsibilities. Even if I wanted to go I just can't-"

"I've already called your place of work and informed them of your two week leave. No worries, you will still be paid. Luckily you work in a clinic that I own."

"You own the clinic? Since when? Wait.." she closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Never mind. I shouldn't be worrying about that. I can't go." she deadpanned.

"Why not? You're vacation has been granted. You'll still get your pay. I covered the tickets and since you are my guest I'll cover the expenses for the trip. Take the opportunity. I'm never this generous." he stuffed his hands coolly into his constricting pockets, "Since all this is settled we can-"

She raised up her hand to stop him from talking. "Why?" she asked steadily.

"Why, what?"

She took a step closer to him. "I mean, why me, professor? Why travel across the country with me to spend time in an amusement park, of all places? Why me out of the hundreds of famous, glamorous people you know? We've barely had our first conversation and that was two weeks ago."

Kakashi inhaled deeply, matching her step, closing the distance between them. She was always so fickle.

"Because."

"Because?" He now hovered less than a foot away from her, forcing her to crane her neck upward to meet his penetrating gaze.

Despite her anger, Sakura could feel her heart race frantically in her chest. She watched as he lifted a hand to her hair, very much like the time at the club where he first kissed her. Without thinking, she closed her eyes and forgot about the pressing matter hanging in the air, and instead, anticipated what was to come. What she hoped would come..

"Because you're Sakura." he said cheerfully, ruffling her hair. An endearment he was so use to doing many times over the last few years. He stuffed his hand back into his pocket and walked towards his closet to pull out his luggage.

'That was it?'

Sakura huffed angrily and stalked to him. "Because I'm Sakura? What does that mean? Are you saying that I'm easy enough to follow you while you try to whisk me away? Because you have another thing coming mister. I'm not that kind of girl where you can just pick me up and-"

"Believe it or not," he interrupted loudly. Kakashi sighed and rubbed the back of his head. He knew his request would have come across as a shock. He wasn't expecting otherwise, but he was sure he could convince her if he were honest. At least, half honest. Either that or he was screwed. "I don't have many friends or even acquaintances here.

There are things that I need to accomplish by the end of this year. Usually company is needed for the things I had planned and since we're neighbors, who get along quite well I might add, I thought it'd be fine. Of course, after some convincing, hence the ramen bribe." he smiled for the briefest of moments, "I know the rest of this month is a long time to take off, and I don't expect you to be with me the whole time. But since we both are on vacation and you are still being paid for the time off, will you go to Wizneyland with me? I assure you, my intentions are completely platonic." he asked simply, leaning against his dresser.

Sakura fell silent in deep thought. Was this wise? To travel three-thousand miles with the man she hardly knew besides what was on paper.

'Just do it! He's so sexy.' screamed her inner self.

'I think he just wants to be friends.' she thought sadly.

'Friends make the best lovers. Go get packing! Remember, the black lace is our favorite.'

'Shut up. I am not packing black lace!'

'You are too!'

'Maybe friends won't be such a bad thing? It's what I wanted from the get go..'

'You are sooo boring! You better jump him, and you better jump him well or else-'

"Sakura?" Kakashi waved a hand in front of her, disrupting her thoughts.

She jumped back in surprise. When did he get so close? "We're going as.. friends?" she asked apprehensively.

He smiled innocently, "Of course. I promise I won't act like a perverted old man at all during this trip. After all, you are my favorite, little student. I couldn't take advantage of you."

'Please take advantage of me!' cried inner Sakura.

"Sakura, we only have a couple hours to catch our flight, and I'm sure you still have to get ready. Will you come with me?"

Despite his usual nonchalant tone, she could hear a hint of desperateness lingering. Should she go? Why was her presence so important? What exactly did he need to accomplish? And why did he only have until the end of this year?

'I wish I was in control of us. You idiot, stop questioning it and just go. You've been wanting an excuse to spend time with him and this is the best scenario you could ever wish for, and this never, and I mean never happens to you. Just do it.'

For once she found herself agreeing with her inner demon.

With renewed confidence she met his eye and nodded. "Yes, I'll go, but during the flight you're answering all my questions."

Kakashi smiled. "I'll answer most."

"All."

"I get three freebies."

Sakura laughed. "Fine. I'll see you in the hall in fifteen."

She turned to walk out of his door.

"Pack heavy! We're going to be gone a while." he called out.

"Yeah, yeah." she half saluted over her shoulder, quickly leaving his apartment. She had a lot to do.

Kakashi smirked to himself. He convinced her. He actually convinced her. He highly doubted that they were in any type of close relationship in this world, but he was still able to gain her trust.

'Some relationships are so close, they transcend through time and dimension.' echoed an old, tired voice in his head.

Kakashi suddenly smelled cinnamon around him. "I don't have time for this, old man. I have a flight to catch."

'Remember, you mustn't tell a soul about where you are from.'

"Got it."

'Have a safe trip, my boy. And might I suggest, do not follow the roses.'

"Oh, don't follow the roses?" he repeated, feigning surprise, "I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

"Are you really going to be sleeping this whole time?"

"Hn."

"That's not a reply, that just a noise. Or a grunt."

"Hn."

"Professor!" she whined, immediately cursing herself for doing so for hurting her own ears. She never whined. She meant to yell instead. Oh yes, she was definitely nervous.

"Sakura!" he half imitated, his exhausted voice gruff and rasped.

"Tch." she clicked angrily. "You eat like your starving, you sleep like you haven't slept for days. But in reality you have all the food in the world and all you do is sleep."

"I don't sleep all the time." he defended.

"You sleep more than half the time during class and when you're not in class you're sleeping under a tree somewhere on campus."

"Ah, but you did say half the time, not all the time."

"I thought now would be the time for explanations since I agreed to go on this trip with you."

"And for that I'm very thankful and I will get to your questions, but for now, Sakura, please let me sleep." he pleaded, shifting his body on the large, plush airplane chair, exposing his back towards her, arms crossed over his wide chest.

Sakura openly glared, but inside her feelings were anything but upset. Although she did want her answers, she wasn't blind to see the dark circle underneath his visible eye. And there was still time to ask him. Hell, she had a two weeks. She suppose she could wait a bit longer.

"Fine, but once we reach the hotel, we're talking alright?" she asked more calmly.

"Hn." he repeated again.

With his back still exposed to her, like second nature she laid on her side watching him as his breathing slowed and steadied into perfect rhythm of sleep. Minutes formed into hours and she was still transfixed with the sight next to her. She just couldn't believe her luck. If someone had asked her a year ago if she was going to take a little vacation with the Hatake Kakashi, she would have laughed straight out and demanded money for wasting her free time.

But here she was, on an airplane with the man of her dreams. The word happy was the biggest understatement of the century for how she was feeling at this exact moment.

The even rise of his back told her that his breathing was ever so calm.

'He must be dreaming peacefully.'

She smiled to herself and slowly she lifted her hand. Inch by inch she reached out to him, wanting to touch him. A simple gesture of placing her hand on a sleeping person's back, to pat them while the sleep. Like how a mother does their child.

Right as her hand was about to make contact with him, with speed unheard of by man, her hand was grabbed and quickly twisted behind her back, her face slammed against the chair in front of her.

"Ugh! Let go, let go, let go!" she winced from the pain emanating from her arm. "Professor let me go!"

"Hn." came the nonchalant reply.

"What the-" she peeked her eye to the side and saw, unfortunately, he was still asleep.

'Great. What am I suppose to do now?'

She tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but to no avail, he just would not budge. His grip was like a dead bolt.

"Professor, let go." she repeated loudly, trying to tap him with her foot, "Please? Pretty please?"

"Miss, is there a problem?" a stewardess stood over her, but she couldn't look the woman in the eye while her face was pressed against the seat.

"Not really." she answered politely, "Do you think you can wake him up?"

The stewardess skeptically roamed her eyes over the situation. There in front of her was a small woman being man-handled by a man significantly bigger than her. Domestic violence wasn't proper etiquette on airplanes, but she saw that the man was very much asleep. This was merely an instinctual reaction- a very scary one. Finally, she nodded. "Yes, of course."

"Thanks." Sakura grunted. "Maybe you can tap him or something?" she suggested, straining to break her professor's grip on her bent arm.

"Yes, miss, I will try." Hesitantly the stewardess reached her arm over Sakura, closer and closer to the sleeping man. "Sir, would you please wake up? Sir? Wake up si- AHH!" the stewardess' scream was bloodcurdling as she stared wide-eyed at her immobile arm.

With his free hand, he used a complimentary airliner pen and stabbed her shirt sleeve into the chair in front of him.

Kakashi began to mumble in his sleep.

"Sir, wake up!" the stewardess pleaded desperately.

Sakura could feel her arm go numb from the lack of blood supply and the stewardess bouncing in panic, hovering over her. This was enough.

"Professor, wake up!" she yelled angrily. "Professor! Profes- Ahh, screw it. Kakashi, wake up now! KAKASHI!"

A coldness crept inside his soothing dream as if he were in danger. Despite laying in a desolate, serene meadow he could hear something.. Something beyond the horizon. He could hear his name being called repeatedly by a voice, and he had to admit, it was unnerving. Something in that voice promised that he would be in a world of pain.

That voice..

'KAKASHI!'

He knew that voice. He was in trouble.

Kakashi peeked open his exposed eye hoping that everything would be normal and that he was just having a nightmare, but the first thing that came into sight was an emerald burning glare. He immediately closed his eye.

"I saw that."

Kakashi kept his eye closed and remained perfectly still.

"Ah, are you really not opening your eyes? Are you really not going to? You better wake up!"

Kakashi cringed, knowing the moment he opened his eyes he would be hit with a force unheard of. It was best to not move. But, was that crying he heard? And he could feel his hands gripping on.. something.

"Kakashi, you let go of us now. Kakashi!"

Slowly, very, very slowly he opened his eyes. He blinked and shook his head. Why was Sakura pressed against the seat and why was the stewardess bent over her crying?

"Oh, great you're awake. Think you can release us, all mighty one?" Sakura bit, dripping with sarcasm.

Kakashi was shocked to find that his hands causing all this ruckus. Well, that was pretty interesting. And a bit funny, he couldn't help but think. Without missing a beat, he let go. "My apologies. I suppose I'm just a tad defensive in my sleep."

"You think?" Sakura rubbed her injured arm unable to fight her glare.

"N-no problems, si-sir. We're about t-to land in a few minutes. Hope you you enjoy the rest of your duration on the fl-fli-flight." the stewardess nervously shuffled away.

Kakashi smiled hoping that magically Sakura would find this situation as interesting and hilarious as he did.. But he knew that was wishful thinking to the point. Not daring to move a muscle as he stared passively into the burning hells of death's emerald eyes as she nursed her arm.

"I'm really sorry."

"No talking."

"Are you alright?"

"I said no talking."

"I know you're a little upset right now, but later this will make a really funny-"

"Zip it."

".. story." he finished rebelliously, giving her a reassuring eye-crinkled smile.

Sakura narrowed her eyes further as if daring him to say another word and she would surely make it his last. She turned, her back now facing his way, determined not to interact with him at all for the rest of the flight.

An amused exhale of his nose escaped him as he turned his head to gaze out his window. Although he was in trouble it was nice to know he wasn't going to get hit. Despite himself, he smirked underneath his mask. Every second with this Sakura was beginning to feel like home.

"I'm not sharing a hotel with you."

"Why not? I already have the key. It's troublesome to go back down there and book an extra room."

"We hardly know each other! I'd prefer to have my own room."

"I gave you my word that I wouldn't take advantage of you. I'm a man of my honor.." he nodded once in affirmation, ".. in most situations."

"I don't want to!"

"I see that.."

Sakura felt panic, searching for an excuse. Any excuse. "You're highly dangerous when you sleep."

He paused for a moment. "Only when people touch me."

"Professor!" she blushed, clearly remembering it was her actions that instigated the little scene on the plane.

"Ah, here we are." Kakashi stopped in front of double doors and slid his card key through. With a flash of a green light, the door clicked and easily he opened the door. "Come on, Sakura."

Angrily, she crossed her arms over her chest and began to kick her duffel bag through the door, refusing to relent her little tantrum, but as soon as she entered the brightly lit room her apprehension melted away.

It was not a simple hotel room with a single bed that took up the whole room. No. There was a living room. A living room bigger than the size of her apartment. There was a kitchen, a staircase, a grand piano in the corner of the room. The windows took place of the walls. Everything was the color of cream and looked so soft to touch. The dark hard wood floors contrasted the furniture pleasantly.

"You can take any room. I believe they're all up stairs. I'm going to sit on the couch for a bit." Kakashi plopped himself down on the plush, sweet cream colored couch and sighed in contentment.

"You got a suite?" she asked in wonderment.

"Yeah. I originally called to get a room with a double bed, but after I gave them my name they said the suites were free, so I thought what the hey and decided to go with their nice offer."

In the middle of his little celebratory speech, Sakura had already made her way to the stairs grumbling. "Lucky bastard." she muttered underneath her breath.

Kakashi smirked. He closed his eyes listening to Sakura explore the second floor. Every door that opened he heard a small gasp of amazement followed by quiet foot steps. After looking at each of the four rooms she finally settled herself and closed the door.

He took that cue to reach for his luggage and pull out his laptop. He wanted to go over his plan before he executed it.

There were many obstacles while making his mission plan. For example, Kakashi had no idea where to even start. For all his thirty-two years on earth he thought he only did what made him happy- sleeping, reading, training with an occasional drink here and there. Apparently, that wasn't enough.

Thinking outside the box was a normality for him, but when pertaining to himself, he was at a loss. He never was really forced to do something like this. Ever. What could he do to make himself joy? And not just any kind of happy- happiness in the purest form.

He had no clue. Nothing. Zilch.

So, of course, he took out his laptop, opened up his search engine and looked up 'things that make people happy'. A number of things popped up like exercise, relaxing, sex- and he was getting plenty of that back home. He was still confunded.

Then he decided to search 'happiest place on earth' and Wizneyland, the infamous amusement park, popped up. With a shrug and great reluctance, Kakashi felt that this was his closest mark. He had never heard of an amusement park before, but he supposed that since it did contain the word 'amuse' and 'park' it seemed reasonable to go. Those were two words he was okay with. And the people in the pictures certainly seemed happy.

After creating his mission plan he had no idea what else to add. Certainly he couldn't put all his eggs in one basket and hope that Wizneyland would provide him with three pure moments of happiness.

Hence the need for Sakura. For company- comfortable company- and advice. Here, there, in every dimension he could be transported to, she would still be the smartest woman he had ever encountered- despite hearing that she had literally failed double-time, the course his counterpart taught. Perhaps it was her way of rebelling?

Either way, he was thankful for her presence. She was the only soul in this world he was familiar with. He had no one else to turn to besides his white-haired spirit guide, and it was clear that he couldn't use that option often without it becoming detrimental to his mission. Hopefully she wouldn't find it too odd to help him on his voyage. He was a stranger to her, a fact that really disturbed him since he watched her grow from the adorable adolescent she was, to the remarkable woman she became. This was definitely going to take some getting use to..

The challenge that Mylan gave him seemed fruitless and impossible. Kakashi groaned heavily, leaning back against the sofa.

There was so much to do but he did not know exactly how to accomplish it. If only this were an assassination mission or espionage in some foreign land. He always did well with those..

"Professor, did you want to wash up?" Sakura sat on the arm of the creamy couch, toweling her damp hair and readjusting the fluffy, white robe she wore.

"Is that a subtle way of saying I smell bad?"

"Not bad, per se." she shook her head smirking, "But you do smell like airplane."

Kakashi cringed, clearly remembering the smell of that compact, uncomfortable mode of transportation. The reviews of first class flights were tremendously positive, giving him reassurance that flying in an elevating bus would not be so bad. Quite disappointingly, most people did not have his ability of smell.

"Ah, well then, yes. I'm showering." he got up lazily, lifting his single suit case with ease up the stairs. "I suggest we get settled and possibly nap before adventuring." he called out from the second floor.

Sakura giggled and reached for his laptop to entertain herself while he slept the day away. By the time she would unpack, nap, get dressed, she had a feeling he probably would have barely hit R.E.M. cycle.

Extending her legs and resting her back against the marshmallow couch she placed the laptop on her lap. Before she was able to open one of her social network pages she noticed something peculiar and intriguing.

"Why is Kakashi searching for the happiest place on earth?"

I don't see nuttin' wrong with a little bump and grind..

Sakura reached for her cell phone in her robe pocket absentmindedly, still concentrating on the laptop screen.

"Change my ring tone again, Pig, and you're dead."

"It's better than that Cyndi Lauper crap you put for me." Ino scoffed.

"What? Girls Just Want To Have Fun is your life's song."

"I'm more sensual."

"No, you're more slutty."

"I'll take that. Hey, I'm down the street. Meet me for some tea. I'm so bored."

Sakura winced. She had no idea if it were wise to tell her best friend of her current, fabulous situation. What could she say? Their hottie professor they had just flew her across the country for some fun times? "You know, I would, but I can't."

Ino sighed aggravatingly. "Ugh, stop watching dramas and get your ass off your couch. This is why you're single."

Sakura brought her head back, appalled. "What did you just say to me?"

"You don't do anything anymore! Work and study and we're on vacation for Kami's sake."

"I do a lot of things all the time!"

"You live like an agoraphobic."

"I go to the park sometimes.."

"You need to get laid."

"I'm not a whore."

"You need adventure. When was the last time you set foot out of your apartment without going to work? Forev-"

"I'm in Sunangeles!" she yelled into the phone.

A long silence followed and all that could be heard over the phone line was Sakura's panicked breathing.

'Oh shit. Why did I just say that?'

"Without me?" a little voice answered her.

Sakura felt a bit relieved thinking already Ino had taken this news quite well. This could be good. "Sorry.. I would have taken you, but the trip was really last minute."

"That's fine. I could totally fly out to meet you! You're visiting Naruto on set, right?" Nope, not good at all.

"What?" Sakura could feel the icy chill of dread fill her. She did not want the Pig there! Although she loved her best friend, she had the opportunity to be with Kakashi and she wanted that spent alone together.

"Oh, great! The next flight is in eight hours. That's enough time to pack and-"

"Wait!" Sakura lifted her hand to bit her nail. What could she say to convince Ino to not come? She was like a storm. When she decided to come rolling in, no one could stop her raining on whoever's parade she damn well wanted.

"What is it, forehead? I don't have much time." Ino said exasperatedly.

"Well.. you see.."

"Well, what?"

"The thing is.. Um.."

"What is it?"

"I'm kinda here with someone."

Ino squealed. "Who is it? Do I know him?"

The flood gates had opened. Now that she found out, there was nothing stopping her from getting the information. Sakura heavily sighed knowing that although she had succeeded with preventing Ino from boarding that flight, she lost the hopes of concealing her secret. Oh well. You win some, and you lose some. "Yeah, you do."

"Well? Tell me!"

"I don't want to." she said strongly, hoping a strong front would prevail.

"Haruno Sakura,"

Oh no. Sakura knew that tone.

"You tell me who it is or I will find out some other way, and you know I can. You're just lucky I'm giving you the chance to tell me, cuz the other way won't really be good for you, I think."

Damn her and her wealth! Ino was probably one of the richest little daddy's girl in all of Konoha City. Their family owned the largest floral shop chain on the East Coast, sadly giving her all the power and means to track down any information she desired.

"Spoiled brat." Sakura spat.

"Forehead, I'll do it." she said in a sing song voice, "But I'd rather hear it from you."

"Fine." she said gruffly. She'd rather say it herself than Ino coming up with some elaborate story in her mind then hopping on a flight to Sunangeles force answers out of her and ruining her time with Kakashi. "I'll tell you. But I'm not happy with it."

"You'll get over it soon enough. So, spill it! I can't wait any longer!"

"I'm here with.." Sakura inhaled, "Professor-"

"No the fuck way."

"Do you want me to finish?"

"You go girl! You snagged one of our fine ass professors?"

"No! It's completely platonic. He said so." she defended.

Ino shook her head all knowingly over the line. Sakura was so naïve. "Which professor is it?"

"I was getting to that." Sakura bit her lip as her body's last defense mechanism of keeping that bit of information to herself. But she could practically hear Ino's excitement through the receiver, and she knew it'd be best if she'd just say it. ".. It's Professor Hatake."

All Sakura could hear was a lot of movement underneath the highest pitch squeal she had ever heard. "Ugh." she groaned pulling the phone away from her ear.

"I take back everything I've ever said about you being lame." Ino said excitedly.

"Good. It's about time you realized I'm a blast."

"But you are completely dumb though."

"How? How am I dumb this time?"

"You really think that Professor Hatake and his beautiful, gorgeous self, stole you from K.C and flew you out to Sunangeles out of friendship?"

"Yes?" she answered unsure.

"Why did he take you there?"

"Well, we didn't really get to that point. I went to his apartment for lunch earlier today and he told me we were going to Wizneyland."

"You went to his apartment for lunch- you're giving me the details about that later- and afterward he flew you across the country to take you to Wizneyland.." she repeatedly, drawing the facts together.

"Yeah. He said he just wanted the company."

".. Your.. company." she repeated mechanically.

"Well, obviously, Pig."

After several seconds of Ino humming aloud in contemplation she said, "He totally wants what's in your pants."

"No! I told you, he said it was completely platonic."

"This is why you're dumb. Why would a man you hardly know, except for seeing you every day in a classroom for a year, whisk you three-thousand miles away? And to go to such a romantic place- an amusement park? It means a lot of raunchy, raw, dirty-"

"PIG!"

"Good times?" Ino laughed nervously.

Sakura glared daggers into her phone, but strangely in some messed up twisted way, what Ino said made sense. Why would Kakashi take her to some far off place when he hardly knew her? Up until two weeks ago she thought he didn't even know she existed and out of the blue she suddenly became his best friend.

It was fishy. Clearly, very fishy. Men did not act like that. No, especially men like Kakashi. Suave, cool and stoic. He wouldn't get close to her so intimately without a motive of some sort. Men don't get close to women they hardly know so fast without wanting something. Even she knew that. And he was exactly that type of man. When they first met he purposely moved fast and intently with a motive.

Wait..

Maybe he remembered the night they shared! Maybe he knew all along and decided that summer was the time to act on his desires! How could she not have known? That was the only thing that made sense on why he would do such extravagant things with her.

"As much as I hate to say this, I think your right, pig." Sakura said in sweet wonderment.

"Now you finally get it. So, what are you going to do? Please do not fuck up such a perfect opportunity, Sakura. Everything is already laid out on your plate. You just have to lick it clean."

"That is probably the worst metaphor I've ever heard."

Ino laughed. "Have fun. I won't twat block and call you so text me every hour for details. I'll be waiting."

"Wait! You have to help me out!"

"No, you got this. Surprisingly, you're not that awful around guys."

"Why, thanks." she bit sarcastically.

"Let it come naturally and I repeat naturally. You're not a bad flirt when you don't try hard. Don't think. Just do. Please, please, please remember this."

"I'm an amazing flirt."

"Just don't embarrass me. Be natural. Chant it in your head a hundred times if you have to. Oh, and wear really tight clothing and show off your hips."

"But-"

"Don't worry about it! Have fun with the hottest professor ever. I think I see something that'll keep me occupied tonight." Ino winked at a guy who walked into the tea shop she was sitting in.

"But-"

"Bye, forehead! Don't mess up!"

Sakura pulled the phone away from her ear and stared at her phone, the dial tone wailing as she shuffled through her mind.

Could it be true? Could he be interested? Well.. Kakashi had to be interested in her. She was sure of it. There was no other explanation! He was practically a stranger to her two weeks ago- albeit a stranger who saw her naked once- and now he was treating her as if they were.. close.

"Hey, Sakura." Kakashi called from the banister, disturbing her thoughts.

"Yeah?" she called up sweetly.

"I ordered room service for you. Let's rest for tonight and we'll go to the park in the morning."

"Room service for me? Aren't you going to eat as well?"

"Ah, I found the minibar."

Sakura snorted. "I see."

"Yeah. I'll see you in the morning!" he said cheerfully heading to his room. "Good night, Sakura."

"Good night."

Oh, it was definitely going to be a good night. Sakura waited till he retreated back into his room before squealing and kicking on the couch. Since he did take the initiative of taking her on the trip, the least she could do was reciprocate his advancements with her own. Flirt? Dress nicely with a respectable amount of cleavage? Tomorrow was going to be fun.

"I'm really starting to question my judgment."

Sakura laughed, eating her cotton candy that perfectly matched the color of her hair. "What do you mean?"

"I don't think I like this." Kakashi looked around him in disdain. There were so many colors and everything looked so.. plush- the buildings, the food and even the ground. People dressed as cartoon characters were running around with giddy children. The place was crawling with people. More people than he could have ever imagined. And it smelled like cinnamon everywhere! He was really starting to hate that sickeningly sweet smell.

Kakashi sighed and lifted his his hand to adjust his ears. The fluffy, brown, floppy, hound dog ears that Sakura convinced him to buy and wear. Why he complied to do so, he had no idea. She said it was part of the experience and it wouldn't be complete with it out. So foolishly and reluctantly he placed the soft item on top of his head and allowed himself to be seen in public.

"Stop touching that."

"It's quite itchy. I really think I should take it off. I'm almost convinced I'm allergic."

"You could, but that will really take away from this experience." she responded, ignoring the last part of his little rant.

"I don't think I'll be missing out much."

"But you're refusing to do anything!"

"Not true. I do quite enjoy this funnel cake." he waved his hand to display his empty plate.

"You don't want to play the games."

"It won't be fair if I play. I have perfect aim."

"You don't want to interact with the people in costume."

"They're busy with everyone else. I'm giving them a break."

"You won't ride the rides."

"They look unsafe."

"You are impossible, professor!" Sakura glared playfully.

"Let's just sit here until the night show then. Fireworks and sitting down sounds very promising."

"Nope," she shook her head, "we are having fun today!"

He suddenly felt himself lose his appetite, but not completely. The funnel cake was rather good and he wanted another one.

Sakura grinned malevolently. "You know, Professor. I think you're just scared. The rides go up too high for you."

He shook his head omnisciently. "Sakura, I know what you're doing and it isn't going to work. Plus, most of the rides barely go knee high."

"Is the infamous Hatake Kakashi frightened of roller coasters? I didn't read that on your bio page."

"That hazardous, metal monster?" Kakashi pointed at the behemoth ride with an incredulous expression on his face, "I am not afraid of that."

"Could have fooled me. You did call it a monster. A figure that is socially known for terrifying the living day lights of men, women and children."

"Are you calling me a child? And I was inferring that the roller coaster was the size of a monster not- Why am I defending myself?" Kakashi inwardly cursed himself, but he had to admit, the banter between them was the most fun he had all day.

She snickered to herself, "Come on, professor. Let loose, have some fun. You did want to come here for a reason, didn't you?" she batted her eyes playfully.

He raised a questioning eyebrow as silent alarms went off in his brain. For some strange, strange reason his dear little student had been winking, blushing, batting her eyes at him all day. There were only so many times a person could get their hair brushed away from their eyes, and with his particular hair style, it was a rare thing to do. But Sakura seemed to find the opportunity to do so for him and it was often. Kakashi had no idea what was going on, but he knew it was strange.

Tossing her cotton candy stick into the far trashcan successfully, she dusted her hands in triumph and reached over to take his hand in hers. "Let's go, professor." she said excitedly.

He eyed his hand in hers, feeling hesitant. Suddenly, the idea of riding that roller coaster wasn't that bad. "Okay, let's go!" he said as excitedly as he could, releasing her hand to apathetically cheer with his fist. "Yay."

The time of walking and standing in line merged together as he watched his student talk away. He watched as she stretched to touch him ever so often. He watched as she laughed incessantly at her own jokes. He watched as she puffed her chest out to offer an ample view of her-

"Professor, are you listening?" she giggled the sentence, confusing him. It baffled him how she was able to giggle what she said and still make it sound so forced.

"Apologies, Sakura. I was a bit distracted." he crinkled his eye, smiling.

"Yeah, you've been distracted all day. Are you feeling well?" she raised her hand to feel his forehead but he quickly backed away before she could touch him.

"Oh, look! It's our turn to go on the ride." he quickly hopped into cramped cart.

Sakura followed after him with a glint in her eye. As if it were instinctual, she hooked her arm into his, fitting herself to him. "Do you mind? I'm a little afraid."

'Are you kidding me, you frightening girl?' he thought to himself.

"Not at all." he pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes.

"Open your eyes, professor. You're in for one wild ride." she said with heavy promise underlying her voice.

And all he could do was shake his head in response.

'I bet I am.'

A/N: Can you feel the awkwardness, already? Totally on different pages, these two. Please review!