As soon as Sakura left the room she started to shake and was too shocked by the whole thing. She had managed to keep her cool for so long but now all the accumulated anxiety was exploding insider of her.
She felt dizzy and started walking towards the main entrance of the theater when she bumped into someone.
It was Yamato, he was reading some reports so he did not see Sakura and she was too busy freaking out.
"Sakura, what are you doing here? Wait, are you ok, you are trembling." he said.
"I um yeah I am fine, don´t worry, I stayed to watch a movie and um I am just cold that's why I am shaking," she said.
"I hope it's ok that I stayed to watch the film," she added.
"Yeah no, problem"
She looked awkwardly down to her phone and then let out a curse word when she saw the time. It was 11:35 pm.
"Shit, I never thought of the length of the film, the bus started passing a few minutes ago, I guess I´ll have to order a taxi, or maybe I could walk to the subway station, I don't know how far it is" she said, talking more than thinking.
"Where do you live?" he asked.
"Near the University," she said.
"It's on my way, if you want I can give you a ride but you´ll have to wait till we close but it would still be faster than walking and safer than a taxi this late," he said.
Sakura did not want to, she thought it would be weird but he was not wrong and waiting 20 minutes would still be faster than the other options.
"If you don´t mind," she said.
"Not at all," he said.
And then she followed him to the staff room, when they arrived, Yamato headed to his office and Sakura sat on a chair looking down at her phone screen, lost in thought.
"Here," said the manager, snapping Sakura out of her trance.
He was handing her his jacket and, too shocked by it, Sakura reached for it. Without saying anything he headed back to his office and Sakura put it on, because she was still shaking. Hoping it was actually just cold.
She couldn't help but notice how good the jacket smelled, it was a wood scent but she didn't know enough about fragrances nor trees to know what exactly was. But the smell helped her relax and the jacket was quite warm. She leaned back into the chair and closed her eyes and managed to stop shaking.
She was focused on her new current situation, she preferred to deal with her boss giving her a ride in the middle of the night over her art boy sitting next to her without speaking a word for over 2 hours.
Without realizing Sakura fell asleep while waiting, it must've been a short time but still. She is not used to being home so late, she is usually clean and wrapped up in bed by ten at least on the weekdays.
"Hey," said Yamato, poking her shoulder "Sakura, come on."
Sakura woke up with a gasp, and it took her a second to realize what happened and then the blood rushed to her cheeks.
"Oh sorry, so embarrassing," she said with an awkward laugh.
"Let's go," said her boss.
Sakura grabbed her stuff and followed him to the outside of the theater. There was a locked box near the entrance and he opened it and switched off a bunch of buttons and almost the whole theater went pitch black.
And she felt a bit insecure in her position, not because Yamato looked like a bad person but she should not be putting herself in these types of situations.
A few minutes later, they were walking in the parking lot and it was really cold, Sakura grabbed the zipper and pulled it up and hugged herself. Making herself conscious this wasn't her jacket and that it smells really good.
She turned up to see Yamato and she realized he was wearing casual clothes, dark jeans and a plain short sleeve shirt. He must be freezing. But he didn't give any signs of it.
Sakura tried to take off her jacket but as soon as her hand flew to the zipper, he talked.
"Keep it, I'm not cold," he said.
"You are wearing short sleeves, how could I take your jackets I have a sweater on," she said.
Yamato was about to say she was wearing a skirt leaving more of her skin exposed than him but he thought it would be inappropriate to refer to her legs.
"The car is here, I'll put on the heater, it's ok," he said.
He opened the door for Sakura and then walked over to the driver's side and stepped in.
He connected his phone to the car and handed it over to Sakura for her to put in her address in the app map.
Sakura was too distracted by the beautiful wood scent blocking her senses, the small fragrance of his jacket was all over his car.
It smelled like the forest and it took her back home, this was the first time she remembered her hometown with a positive light. She spent most of her childhood running around in the woods with her only friend.
And the smell was just like this.
And then she realized Yamato was giving her something and looked down to grab his phone.
What is she supposed to do with this? But soon she saw the map and put her direction in it and he took off as soon as the directions showed up on the car's screen.
Sakura took the opportunity that he was distracted driving to look at him.
He seemed different than when she first met him, how he quickly showed his gentle nature and made her relax at the theater and here he still gave her that same vibe. She felt comfortable and safe from him but not from her.
Her art boy made her heart race and for a small fraction of time, dirty thoughts flooded her brain when she was watching the movie.
Sakura was horny all the time.
A single daughter of strict conservative parents who grew up being the weird kid and wallflower of the school, who had way too much time by herself to be curious.
When she hit 17, her curiosity was more and more R rated and the answers were at the reach of her fingers in an incognito window on her phone that she frequented more often than she would like to admit.
When she moved out, the first week she ordered a sex toy and stopped using the internet and resorted to her imagination, a supercut of videos and steamy novels in her head just with her as the protagonist and usually Sasuke as the one taking care of her. Twice he was substituted for her art boy, both times her made up scenarios were in the school, guess she will add the movie theater to those.
So as a sexually frustrated young woman with too much time on her hands and the internet on her reach, she was highly influenced by those porny scenarios.
Public sex or bosses fucking their employees. The latter thought it was kind of degrading or weird given the power position but the kinkier side of her admitted it was kind of hot.
So now she was admiring her boss, who was actually good looking and had really nice arms and broad shoulders, who smelled wonderful and was taking her home in the middle of the night. Sakura made the weak effort to stop fantasizing.
And then was startled by the phone ringing. She looked down to her lap and pressed her skirt with her hands, trying to hide the redness on her cheeks from where her thoughts were leading her.
'Hatake' appear on the screen.
Yamato clicked a button on the wheel to answer the call on speaker.
"Yo, what up, are you busy?" Said the man. "Genma is here,come over and we can have some drinks"
"Hey man, it's monday and I actually have a work schedule unlike you," answered Yamato.
"Something chill, you can stay here, come on" the other man insisted.
"Again I have work tomorrow. Besides I am giving a ride to my employee, she lives far from you," said her boss.
She felt guilty that she was taking away his time, especially so late.
"Oh I see haha, is she hot?" said a third voice.
Yamato looked horrified at Sakura and she had a wide expression too. They both blushed a little.
But then a small smirk appeared on her face and Yamato coughed and turned his eyes on the road.
"Idiot, you are on speaker" said Yamato.
"Oh hi, honey, name´s Genma, what's yours?" ask the third man
"Um hi, name´s Sakura," she answered.
"Sounds pretty, probably not as pretty as you, what do you say? You are invited too, tell the boring men to turn around and you can both join us," he said. "Come on, baby"
"Maybe next time, babe," she said.
Sakura was enjoying this a little too much, especially seeing her boss getting tense and fighting back not to look at her.
"Shut up,Genma," said Yamato and hung up.
"I´m sorry about that," he said.
"Don´t be," she answered.
And then both of them went back to silence.
Sakura was scolding herself in her inner thoughts. She was both thinking how inappropriate was what she just did and also thinking about asking her boss that since he can't stay with his friends because of her the least she can do is letting him stay with her.
But the rational side won, specially because daydreaming and fantasies are way too different than reality and she was still a virgin in every sense of the word, she has not even given her first kiss, how is she going to try and pathetically seduce her older boss who she met a few hours ago and what on earth would she do if it worked.
A few minutes later, they arrived at her apartment complex, she took off the jacket and left it in the passenger seat, she thanked him and he just smiled back and then she headed to the building. He waited until she closed the door.
Sakura entered her home and quickly went to take a shower, it was really late and she had a long early day tomorrow. No time to stay awake with intrusive thoughts.
When Shikamaru left the theater, he looked around for Sakura but she was nowhere to be found, so he just drove home, thinking about her all the way and thinking about her while laying in bed. This was overtaking him, he had never been this enraptured by someone.
He could appreciate a pretty girl and had messed around with many of them but he had never dated someone, it was not something he was interested in. He never shared a bed. He had never brought anyone home and had never stayed to sleep at any hookup´s house and would practically forget about them as soon as he left and he never even hooked up with someone for a second time.
For the first time ever, someone had lingered in his thoughts for this long. He was convinced it was curiosity and lust but he thought if he managed to get invited to her bed, he could stay there till morning. And he would probably go back another day.
He thought she might be different for him and he could engage in a friendship with benefits with her, he doesn't want to just stare anymore, he was ready to do something about it.
He promised that next Friday, he would talk to her.
But the entire week, he spent looking around for pink hair, hoping to find her because Friday seemed too far away. And she never left his head.
On the other hand, Sakura had a crazy week, her other classes were leaving too much work and she had most of her time occupied with work. She saw Yamato every day and just awkwardly smiled and said hello to him.
At night her thoughts went back and forth between her art boy, her boss and Sasuke. Fuking Sasuke, get out, she said every time.
On friday, she arrived earlier to school, her friend Tsunade sent her a gift with a friend of hers. A man called Jiraya who taught literature in the university and was a claimed author. They were friends since childhood and Tsuande always talked about him. Sakura often wondered if she liked him because he would always end up in their conversations.
They both went to a scholar convention in another city and that's when Tsunade handed him a gift for Sakura. So she was currently knocking on his office door.
A few seconds later the door opened for her to see a beautiful man, he was so handsome that without noticing she bit her lower lip. She understood now why Tsunade was obsessed with this man, but no way he looked this young, he can be over 30 except for the head full of gray hair.
"Hey, how can I help you?" said the man.
"Hello Mr. Jiraiya, Tsunade asked me to come here to pick something." she said.
The man signed her to come inside and told her to sit and he sat on the border of the desk.
"Jiraiya is not here, he has to go handle some business with the director, but he'll be back any minute." he said.
"Ok," said Sakura.
Too distracted by his face, that makes sense and she relaxed a little. She was afraid she was thirsting over a man older than her father but no, he was young and just had gray hair. And at that she laughed.
"What's funny?" he asked.
"I was thinking it is weird the color of your hair but who am I to talk about that," she answered.
And he just smiled, showing off her cute dimple and the beauty mark she hadn't noticed before and lingering her eyes on his mouth.
"You study here?" she asked.
"I did, I am just visiting Jiraiya, he is my former teacher and we are both writers, he is much more accomplished than me so I came here often for advice," he said.
"Hatake Kakashi, by the way," he said, extending his hand.
She knew that name, from where? She was trying to remember.
"Haruno Sakura," she said, shaking his hand.
Something sparked in his eyes, a question.
"I think I know your name from somewhere, but I´ve never seen you before," she said.
"Yeah me too, maybe caller ID?" he said
Oh. This was the man who called Yamato that night. She cursed to herself, she should have accepted the other guy´s invitation, the man in front of her was ridiculously attractive, she never thought she would see someone more beautiful than her childhood crush.
"I see," that's all she managed to say.
"Do you want tea or coffee? Aren't you cold? That´s a short skirt for this cold weather" he said, not hiding the way he was looking down at her crossed legs.
It was freezing today, no sane person would wear a skirt, or at least put some tights underneath but Sakura liked the cold weather, she loves it actually and today is friday, she purposefully wore a shorter skirt than usual, it was friday. Meaning she has to impress her art boy (and lowkey her teacher too).
"Sure, coffee is fine," she said.
The office was big and there was a small table with a coffee machine and a set of tea bags, coffee, sugar and cream. He stood up and headed to the table to put on some coffee and she followed him. Leaning back on the wall.
"Genma would have been thrilled if you joined us on monday, he was right" he said.
"I said next time," she answered.
"Is that a promise?"
"Maybe" Sakura said "What was he right about?"
"You are prettier than your name," he answered.
"Kakashi is a pretty name too," she said.
He smiled and poured two cups of coffee and handed one to Sakura, who started to prepare it how she liked it. Meanwhile Kakashi added nothing to his cup and headed back to sit on the desk, a few seconds later, Sakura was back on the chair.
"So how do you know Yamato?" she asked
"I´ve known him and Genma since we were kids, always been close," he said. "So he was taking you home?"
"Just being nice" she responded, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Yeah, sure," he said.
"He is really kind, don´t you agree?" she said.
He was actually really kind and gentle.
"I suppose he is kinder than me," he said.
And then her phone rang, it was Ino. She was calling to tell her she was late for class and to save her a seat and hung up. And Sakura realized she would be late too since she had to cross all the campus to get to her aula.
She took another sip and got up and placed the cup on the desk.
"I have to go or I´ll be late for class. I´ll come back later with Mr. Jiraiya," she said, standing up and fixing her skirt.
"It was nice meeting you," she added, smiling at him before she turned towards the door.
"Hey," he said, making her stop "you work on saturday?"
"Yes,"
"Well, we are hanging out that day,I´ll tell Yamato you are invited," he said.
And the idea of him talking to Yamato about her, made her blush.
She just smiled and left.
Shikamaru hates to admit he was growing impatient, he arrived earlier hoping she would too and he was waiting outside the door of the class. He decided to intercept her before she entered the room and convinced her to skip school with him today.
Luckily no one had arrived but time was running low and any minute he would be happy to see her or frustrated if someone else comes but right then his wish was granted and he saw delicious pair of legs walking towards him, and then look up to see the beautiful owner of the legs he had been dreaming of for the past days.
He noticed him and stopped for a second and then continued walking down the hall, at a lower pace and head down.
What is he doing outside, she thought.
She looked up at him and when she found him staring, he looked back to the floor again. Her heart was beating fast and she was feeling hot suddenly despite just walking outside with clothes not made for this weather.
Why does he make her shy like that? She was not shy with Yamato´s friend. Or even with Itachi. But he made her shake nervously.
Shikamaru waited for her to pass right by him to grab her hand and talked to her, but the moment she was reaching for it, a voice called back down the hallway.
"Good morning," said Itachi walking towards the classroom.
"Good morning," she said back and entered through the door followed by the professor.
Shikamaru was frustrated and entered the classroom too. He´ll try on monday.
And he was surprised by finding her seat empty, he looked at the front desk and found her standing with her arms resting on the desk.
He felt defeated and went to sit on his chair and took out his phone to continue reading his book. But could not focus because he wanted to know what she was talking about with the teacher.
He looked back and she looked so good, her legs were killing him. He felt a little blood rushing to his crotch, she looked too good like that, maybe one day he'll have her leaning like that on that desk, screaming his name instead of flirting with the teacher.
Fuck, Shikamaru cursed to himself.
Monday, he said.