Mind Games

Disclaimer thing : I don't own any of the characters in Natruto. I'm just a poor fan person.

Thinking things over:


Sakura walked home in the light of the approaching dusk down the same streets that she had taken home almost every night. People, same as everyday, bustled past her on the crowded sidewalks paying her no mind. The lights in the passing homes and shops came on bathing streets in dull colored twinkles. The air was clean and calm with the fresh sent of mid spring, but the peace of the evening never registered in Sakura's mind. All she could think about was Tsunade's conversation with her and this new and mysterious jutsu.
" There's just no way ...." Her innner voice seemed to echo over and over. Lost in her train of thought, Sakura didn't even realize that she had bumped into someone. Slightly loosing her balance, she grasped her arms around the unsuspecting person for stablilty.
"Sorry ..." Her voice spoke but her body refused to move. His body was strong and frem. Her head was pressed safely against his olive canvis vest. Despite the cloth's rough weathered feel , it was the most soft and comforting thing she had felt in some time.
His large hand dusted over her strawberry pink hair. Words moved from his lips but she couldn't make out what he was saying.
For one moment of a second, this felt like pure heaven. Breathing deeply inwards, the sent of his colonge told her just who was standing before her.
"KAKASHI - SENSEI !!!! " Her hands pulled way from their hold on his waist as if his body was on fire.
Kakashi, slightly confused by her actions, blinked for a moment or two. " ...Nice to see you too."
" Yes it's very nice ..um .." Flustering beet red, Sakura brushed her hand though the back of her hair completely forgetting that the same particural hand was the one that she was holding her purse in. The contents of the bag spilled to the ground before his feet.
" Epp ... !" Sakura scurried to the ground quickly scooping up all her personal belongings. Her mind frantically ran over each thing that was in the bag accounting for all the lost items. "Pen, notebook, romance novel , money, make up compact ..."
As she reached for the final two items to pick them up, his hand grasped over hers. Sakura could feel her heart beat skip in her chest. As she looked up to him slowly ,her eye's were met by the glance of his one good eye gleaming at her in a smile. His mask and forehead protector covered the rest of his face's emotions.
" I guess you beat me to those two."
Sakura's emerald eyes widened deeper, reluctantly she pulled her hand way. She cursed twice to herself, once for dropping everything like a moron, the other for Kakashi's face mask. She wasn't sure in witch way she would die of humiliation if she would have actual seen his full face right now, or if he was smiling with her or at her. This moment couldn't possibly get anymore awkward. It was then that she realized that she was only holding one of the two items in her hand.
"Shit" Her mind cursed once again. Her perfume bottle top had opened and now there was only a small splashes worth left in the bottle.
" What's this?" The sound of Kakashi's husky voice seemed to break her train of thought even more.
Sakura thought she would burst into flames over how hot her blood rushed to her head in the most embarrassed blush of a lifetime. In a flash she snatched the bag from his grasps. "It's nothing, it was something Tsunade asked for me to hold onto for her."
Kakashi turned to stand offering Sakura his hand for support. "It's a good thing none of your perfume spilt on it then. Tsunade would be more than upset."
"Yeah ..."Sakura sighed in a bit of relief for that fact but also in a fit of panic.
"Turning to watch a few stray cherry blossoms blow past in the wind, Kakashi gathered his thoughts. His stance seemed to grow a bit more serious. " Would you mind meeting with me early around four am tomorrow. I have some information on a new mission that we have been assigned to, and I wouldn't mind a sparing partner. I know you have your own training and work to take care of so I though it would be the perfect time to .... Sakura?"

Clutching her bag to her chest , Sakura ran off down the street and into the night. She had only heard half of what he had said , she was just too embarrassed to listen to the rest of what he had to say or even just for him to look at her.

Finaly reaching her tiny apartment on the second floor, Sakura rattled the key into the dingy wooden door and slammed the door shut behind her. "Way to make a complete ass out of yourself!" She screamed into the empty room. The room echoed back with the hollow sound of her voice.
Pressing her back against door, her suddenly heavy feeling body slid the rest of the way down to the floor. Sighing to herself, Sakura brushed her hand though her short pink hair slipping off her forehead protector headband trying to forget the events that just unfolded. Reaching into her rattled purse, she pulled out the soft teal pouch grasped within her hand. Once again a soft cherry blush reappeared on her face.
"How can I possibly do this .... especially after that scene on the street?" Her mind ran over the logics of the situation. He was a man of thirty four years of age, she was only nineteen. Right there it was already a given that he had more experience about sexual sorts of thing. Sakura's eyes gleamed wider at that pervious thought. It was almost too much just to get past that one small notion as her mind flashed an image of his naked body slick, hot and sweaty sliding down someone else in ecstasy.
Sakura shivered slightly.
Given the amount of missions he had been on, his mysterious persona and o, GODS how all over hot his body was, and that was just with his clothes on. She'd fantasized on occasion about seeing him in the absolute buff . However, if this actually happened, she would more than likely die of blissful madness . Of course he HAD to have done it like hundreds of times. She suddenly felt lamed out by her own thoughts. "God, I sound like some crazy fan girl ..."
Herself, we'll it wasn't like she had never experimented with such affairs. ... A little .. Ok, she was a virgin.
Sakura squinted her eyes at that thought. How was she going to to subduce a man if she had never really done so much but a few make out sessions. In witch the guys were just LAME.
Getting up from her seat on the floor, Sakura stood to face the mirror that was just above the coat rack by the door. Frowning at what she saw, she was already greatly discouraged. She didn't have a bust huge like Tsunade, she wasn't loaded with charm or wit like Ino, she sure as hell wasn't slender and dainty like TenTen, nor was she cute and innocent like Hinata. She was just ...plain Sakura.
Wanting more so to forget the day's event , Sakura turned towards the bathroom to take a bath. She'd keep her spar time with Kakashi and forget about Tsunade's crazy love justu ideas. Even if her and Kakashi never could be in love, she knew he would always be there for her as a friend. In the end, it was better than nothing.