That's MY Book!

Disclaimer: Thank god for the creator's of Naruto. I'm not one of 'em.

A/N: -smirks- BlueBastard is a great, genderless name. It lets me get away with being, put simply, a bastard. Hm, and blue's the greatest color. And no, I don't have this story all written out already. I just write fast. So reviews can still influence, if I like the suggestion.
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"I was just wondering... what you'd be willing to do to get it back." Sasuke's face hovered near hers, his dark orbs piercing her green ones.

'Eh?... Eh?!... EH?!?!?!' Sakura's mind whirled. 'What the hell?! '

"...Sa-su-ke..." She said his name slowly.

Her green eyes were so wide. So innocent. So... full of rage.

One moment Uchiha was standing near the chuunin. If you could call pinning someone to a tree standing. Then the next, he had stumbled back. Not falling to the ground, but damn near it. Blinking, Sasuke just stared ahead of him in a daze.

'What. The. Fuck.' Sasuke blinked and shook his head, trying to focus ahead of him, 'What the fuck just happened?'

The steamed pink haired chuunin before him, calmly cracking her knuckles, answered that question quite clearly. Numbly, Sasuke reached his hand up to touch his cheekbone. Pain flared.

'Damn,' Sasuke didn't even flinch, 'definately broken. Or something.'

But that didn't bother the ebony haired chuunin too much at the moment. Besides, he could tolerate pain. Pain came with life. What he didn't tolerate, were complications. Unexpected complications most of all. Like the one standing in front of him. He hadn't even SEEN her move. Hadn't sensed her. Hadn't... NOTHING. His eyes slightly narrowed, This is the second time Sakura's surprised me.

'What... what did I just do?' Inner Sakura registered the thoughts slowly, 'One. I'm not pinned. Two. Sasuke's face looks like its bruised darker than his hair color. Three. My fist... HURTS. Four. I... I HIT Sasuke???? Then suddenly, Inner Sakura's leaping with devilish joy, 'Hehehe, I hit Sasuke! THE Sasuke. Haha, beat THAT Ino!!'

Should she feel regret? Nah, Sasuke had been asking for it. Was she mad enough to hit him again? Hm... that one required some thought. But the blood rushing to her head didn't let her time to blink let alone think. Clenching her fist, she ran forward and slammed her fist upward into Sasuke's unsuspecting gut. He was down for the count and Sakura took her time to pin him to the ground by a simple manuever. She sat on him.

"Now... about that book." Sakura leaned forward to look him eye to eye. Though one of his seemed to be getting darker and more swollen by the second.

"Am I... interrupting something?" A voice cut the tense air with an eased calm.

Blinking in surprise, both chuunin's turned their heads to face the unexpected guest. He wasn't slouched like normal. And though his voice was calm, his gaze definately was NOT. There was some sort of emotion there. And it seemed to be leaning very much towards anger.

"Kakashi?" Sasuke said, his pride too huge to allow him to shove Sakura off him. Especially in front of the jounin. He wasn't some weak chuunin that could be defeated by a GIRL. No. Of course not. He just happened to lie down. She just happened to sit. And he just happened to let her.

Sakura grinned sheepishly, though inside inner Sakura was screaming, 'OMG! Did he hear?! Does he know?! He can't know that I LOST- I mean, MISPLACED the book!!!' Extremely experienced at not showing her true feelings, the chuunin covered up the panic and greeted, "H-hello, Kakashi."

Kakashi was shocked. He was pleased by her strength. But Kakashi was NOT amused.

The last thing he had heard them talk about was the book. And if they were talking about HIS book, then that meant they could be trying things FROM the book. Especially with the way they were positioned. They could be trying to do something RIGHT NOW. And that was just something the silver haired man could NOT allow to happen. Unless it was happening to him. Which, the last time Kakashi checked, it was NOT. Therefore, he could not let it happen to Sasuke. Especially not by Sakura. Why? The jounin didn't quite know at the moment, but he just knew he couldn't allow it.

"I have to talk to you." Kakashi stood there, his arms crossed.

"Who?" Both chuunin questioned simultaneously. After glaring at eachother, they both turned back to the jounin.

"Sakura."

"Now, Kakashi?" 'Ah! He can't take me away now! I was so close! MUST. GET. BOOK. BACK.' She tried smiling pleadingly, "But we have something very important to-"

"Absolutely not." Kakashi cut her off.

"Kakashi- what are you- hey!!!"

At which point Sakura found herself plucked off the dark haired chuunin by the back of her vest. She had been about to say they had something important to talk about. But Kakashi didn't know that. He had thought she was going to say they had something important to do. Which was an action clearly explained in the previous little paragraph he could not permit.

"Don't treat me like some genin!!" Sakura frowned, struggling a bit to make him let her down. He was already taller than her. And with the way he was holding her easily by the back of the vest had her toes barely touching the ground. Huffing angrily, she crossed her arms and glared at him.

Now what he had found before hadn't amused him. But this did. She looked like a drowned cat the way she was pouting right now. She could've just broken his arm four or five different ways and then healed it when she felt in the mood to, but she opted against that option. Besides, if she did he might do something drastic. Like demand the book back at that very instant.

And she had a sinking feeling that Sasuke wasn't in the mood to be giving the book back to her anytime soon.

'Darn book...' Sakura growled '... darn, damn, idiotic book. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.'

With a small gesture, possibly a goodbye wave, Kakashi poofed out of the clearing, a surprised pink haired chuunin in tow. Sasuke finally pushed himself up from the ground, his cheek and gut throbbing pretty badly. Still, a smirk managed to make its way to his deeply bruised face, eyes glittering in near triumph despite the turnout a couple moments ago.

'I knew it...'

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With a graceless, 'oof' Sakura found out she had been released. Though he rear complained loudly at the treatment. And her mouth didn't try to hold back either, "Kakashi! What the heck was that for? Couldn't this little 'talk' or whatever wait? Me and Sasuke were in the middle of something very impor-"

"I'm sure you were." Kakashi cut her off, grinning. Whatever that 'important' thing was, he couldn't let it happen. Nope. No way. And he was pretty damn proud about the way he gracefully stopped it as well. Yep. Immaturely interrupting and cutting Sakura off. Then dangling her out of Sasuke's reach. Graceful.

'Hm. Kakashi being rude. Why am I not surprised? Oh wait, that's right. 'Cause it's Kakashi.'

"If it's about the shampoo" -Sakura didn't notice the way Kakashi's eye twitched at the mention of it- "I'm still not throwing it away. Although I don't see why you had to transport us all the way over here for that." She was clearly asking why he had brought her there, in yet ANOTHER part of the forest, to talk. Then she remembered who she was talking to and turned to blunt and straightforward, "I mean, what did you want to talk about?"

'I will get rid of the strawberries...' Kakashi promised in rigid determination.

"Uh... did you hear a word I just said? Kakashi... why are you shaking your fist at that tree?"

"Huh?" The jounin turned to Sakura, rapidly bringing his fist down inconspicuously to his side, "What was that?"

"Grrr, nevermind. If it's not that important," Sakura pivoted on her tense heels, grinding her teeth, "then I'll just go back to Sasuke and-"

"Tsunade gave me a mission." Kakashi's voice was clear. Abrupt. He did not want her going back to that Uchiha guy. And if she did, well... he'd follow. And any complaints made would be plainly ignored.

Fortunately, for Sakura, she decided to stop at this bit of information. Kakashi was leaving again? So soon? Not sure why this would trouble her, Sakura turned slowly around, trying to keep the oddly sad feeling out of her voice, "Another one?"

Kakashi nodded.

'I should be happy. Happy for Kakashi. He's so powerful. And he gets missions all the time.' Sakura attempted a smile. So convincing. Even a log couldn't tell the difference. Problem is... Kakashi's not a log. Maybe he's dense like one sometimes. But a log he was not.

Eyebrow raised at her failed attempt at what could be... some sort of... mouth... gesture...

Kakashi shook his head to realign his thoughts, grinning as he said, "She made me choose a partner."

Sakura's eyes widened at this, "What? But I always thought you went solo. What kind of mission is this?" If it was a B or below, then he was most likely recruited to help whoever the mission had been mainly assigned to.

"A-class."

"Oh," Sakura couldn't help how she suddenly slumped. His partner would probably be Sasuke or something. Maybe even another jounin. The pink haired chuunin sighed heartily. That's when her Inner self snapped in, 'Hey! You should volunteer! Say you'll whoop the ass of whoever he chose to be his partner. Then you could go in their place.' Grinning at the sudden prospect, she began to say, "Kaka-"

"I chose you."

"-shi.... EH???" 'Well, I can't possibly kick my own ass...' Sakura thought numbly while her brain raced to catch up.

When it did, Kakashi was waiting. With a smile.