That's MY Book!

Disclaimer: Naruto isn't owned by the likes of me. I am a bastard after all.
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Sakura frowned.

She was sitting on her bed. But that shouldn't be unusual. It was nighttime after all. Rather, it was the book she held in her hands that was odd.

Sakura's eye twitched.

Just LOOKING at the cover made her doubt whether or not this was a wise decision. She could be heard grumbling under her breath. Something about 'curiousity' and 'hell'. Throwing herself on her stomach, she held the book a little ways from her face and opened it.

One thing was preventing her from reading it. Since usually you needed to have your eyes NOT closed to read stuff.

'Okay,' she thought shakily to herself, breathing deeply in an effort to calm down, 'okay, this can't be too bad. Right?'

Slowly, ever so slowly, she opened one eye.

The next instant the book was thrown to the other side of the room, Sakura yelping as she did so. Her face was burning bright enough to turn the sun green with envy. The chuunin's green orbs were wide, her breathing slightly erratic.

"Kakashi READS that stuff?!" She muttered aloud in disbelief.

'Well... duh, he IS a pervert, remember?' Her inner self reminded.

"Oh...right..." The pink haired girl's shock dissapated quickly as she sat up, twirling a strand through her finger in thought.

Should she continue reading it anyway? Just looking at the FIRST page had gotten such a huge reaction from the chuunin. How could she go through the rest?

"Wait a minute, Kakashi reads that stuff in PUBLIC." Pushing herself off the bed, totally oblivious that she was talking. Outloud. To herself. She continued in a determined tone, "If... if HE can read it out there so calmly, then I should at LEAST be able to read it in here."

That said, she approached the book warily. Scooping it up before she could change her mind, she settled herself quickly down on her bed and focused on reading. Each page seemed to change her face to a different shade of red. And sometimes she had to pause several moments, just to calm down.

'I'm gonna do this,' She thought to herself with determination, not wanting Kakashi to best her at yet another thing, 'It's only a book, after all.'

^-^

After reporting in to the Hokage, Kakashi beat a hasty retreat. He did NOT want to go to the hospital. Which he knew had been on the tip of the Hokage's lip.

'Nope. Nu-uh. I'm FINE,' he thought to himself, 'Nothing a little cleaning and bandaging can't fix.'

Smiling gleefully at his narrow escape from being sent to, what he considered, one of the worst places in the world, he sped up the pace to his apartment. People were giving him weird looks along the way, though. Was it his mask? Had it fallen off? No, that couldn't have been it. Maybe it was his hair. Had his uniform gotten extra dirty?

Iruka, who had been out grabbing a bite to eat, spotted the silver haired jounin easily. His jaw dropped, "Kakashi. You're BLEEDING. Shouldn't you be in the hospital, getting that wound fixed and cleaned?"

'OH, so THAT'S what everyone's been staring at,' His thoughts made him chuckle to himself.

Iruka raised a brow as he heard the chuckle come out from the paler-than-usual jounin. Convinced he was deranged, in the politest possible way of course, Iruka headed towards Kakashi, "You need a medic-nin. I'm taking you to the hospital, Kakashi, whether you like it or not."

"It's, uh, just a scratch Iruka." He said a little quickly as the other shinobi made a grab for his arm.

"NO it's NOT, Kakashi." He made another grab, but the weakened jounin managed to shuffle out of the way once again. With an irritated sigh, Iruka said, "Look Kakashi, I know that the hospital isn't your favorite place in the world-"

"Second only to hell." Kakashi put in cheerfully.

"-but you really need to get that patched up." Iruka finished as if he hadn't been interrupted.

Kakashi's brain worked doubly hard to find what was the right thing to say to get Iruka off his tail, "Uhh... that's where I was HEADED, Iruka, before you stopped me."

"Oh yeah? Who was gonna help you?"

The jounin's mind went blank. He muttered the only name he could think of, "...Sakura."

"Yeah-" Iruka was on the verge of stating his adament disbelief. If he did that, Kakashi was a goner for sure.

"Is that Naruto?" Kakashi inquired hastily, plastering on a look of concern on his face, "What's he doing to that old lady with the ramen?"

"WHAT?!?!?!" Iruka pivoted quickly, his head scanning the crowd behind him. When he didn't see anything, a frown grew on his face as he turned back around, "Kakashi, I didn't see any- Kakashi?" He swiveled his head around, "Kakashi, where'd you go?"

But the silver haired man was nowhere in sight. Crossing his arms, Iruka walked off quickly. He hadn't believed the jounin one bit about having Sakura help him. He knew how difficult Kakashi could be, especially when placed in the same train of thought as the hospital.

'Well, if he hadn't MEANT it about Sakura going over to help him, then I'll just have to make sure she does,' The dark haired teacher thought to himself.

We couldn't have our silver haired jounin die, now could we?

^-^

"WHAT? What do you mean Kakashi's dying?!?!" Sakura exclaimed, hand currently gripped on the front door as she gaped at Iruka before her.

'Maybe I went a little overboard,' Iruka thought to himself as he scratched his head.

But the pink headed chuunin was already a disappearing dot on the rooftops. Iruka knew he couldn't have caught her if he tried. Shrugging, Iruka turned and headed back to his ever present work back at headquarters.

Meanwhile, Sakura was sprinting and leaping as fast as she could to Kakashi's house. She could barely think. She just had to get there in time. She couldn't let Kakashi die!

Not bothering to use the door, Sakura leaped in through the window, rolling once before springing to her feet. Luckily for her, it was the room the jounin was in.

"BAKA! You could get yourself KILLED! Why didn't you go get that wound treated?!" Sakura chastised harshly, shoving a finger in his face.

Kakashi blinked, "S...Sakura?"

That's when she noticed. The room she had burst into was Kakashi's room. And he had been in the middle of undressing. The chuunin felt herself get beet red as she realized the silver haired man was in nothing but his boxers, his bloody pants in hand and his shirt and vest tossed on the floor. Nevertheless, she had a life to save. Picking up the pieces of her shattered mind -seeing a half naked jounin could do that to a girl- she steered Kakashi by the shoulders to his bed.

"..." Kakashi had yet to find his voice. How had Sakura known he was back? And that he needed help?

'...IRUKA,' His thoughts darkened.

"Now hold still," Sakura commanded, pushing him down until he was sitting on the edge of the bed, "This'll only take a second."

Kneeling before him, she placed her hands on his thigh, trying to ignore his currently... undressed state. 'Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.'

The silver haired jounin, on the other hand, had a slightly amused expression on his face. Though it sort of turned to one of bliss as the warm yet cool sensation of the pink haired girl's chakra flowed into him. He leaned back on his elbows, trying to get more comfortable, as the healing chakra overwhelmed his senses.

"I told you to hold still." Sakura grumbled, her eyes still closed as she focused on channeling her chakra.

After a few more stretched moments, the healing was completed and the chuunin rocked back on her heels, immensely pleased with herself. Kakashi hadn't died after all. She made a mental note to get Iruka back. One that she didn't realize Kakashi had been making as well.

Looking back down at the silver haired jounin, Sakura suddenly found her eyes tracing Kakashi's bare and toned chest.

'Gah, what am I doing?!' She wondered frantically, pivoting on her heel as a shiver ran through her.

Behind her, she heard the bed creak as the jounin stood. Much to her shock, she felt a warm body encasing hers, arms wrapping securely around her waist.

"You're cold." Kakashi simply stated, his chin resting on the top of her head, "You should put some clothes on."

Sakura froze as she realized the position they were in. Her green eyes widened before they narrowed in anger, "Baka sensei! YOU'RE the one who should put some clothes on!!"

She struggled to get out of his hold, but the jounin had recovered quick. His grip on her was stronger than it should have been. Growling, Sakura elbowed him, effectively escaping his warm arms... and warm body.

"But I thought you LIKED looking at me without my clothes on." Kakashi commented in mock-pouting tones, though his visible eye was curved upward in a grin. Only mock-pouting. The infamous Copy nin can't be seriously pouting, after all.

"Ka-Ka-SHI." Sakura pronounced each syllable slowly, anger practically radiating off her as she turned around and tackled the silver haired jounin.

They toppled onto the bed, the jounin's knees sticking out with his feet touching the floor. Sakura was straddling him as she placed either hand at the side of his head, giving him a death glare to match all death glares.

All he gave her was a quick smile before Kakashi used the leverage from his feet to flip them both over backwards. Which ended up with him on top and Sakura beneath him. Baffled by the sudden change, Sakura could only blink up at him in shock.

Leaning down, Kakashi placed his mouth near her ear, "So, where's my book?"