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Sunday, January 27, 2013

One Day at a Time

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters and make no money from this. Masashi Kishimoto does.

Day Fifty-Seven: Everything is Better With Some Tea

Kakashi knocked on his teammate's kitchen window, crouching on its ledge as he peeked inside. At a glance, the apartment appeared empty. Most likely the result of two months of being uninhabited. It wasn't long before his friend entered the room, searching for the source of the noise she'd heard.
Emerald landed on the male at her window before the girl jumped and clutched her chest. The jonin could see her lips part in what was surely an infuriated complaint but the sound never reached his ears.

"Use the door already!" The pinkette growled as she opened her window.

"I like keeping you on your toes." The Copy Nin replied while slipping inside.

A huff escaped her lips. "You're incorrigible."

No matter how many times he showed up at her window, the young woman scolded him. It was their ritual. For reasons he couldn't fathom, Sakura accepted every single one of her ex-sensei's quirky habits. Whether he was late, appeared at the window instead of the door, or just covering up his face all the time.


With all his flaws, she still accepted him in her home, welcomed him even.

"I'd love that."

Friends were an incredible thing.

The silver-haired ninja almost regretted attempting to ruin their friendship with the silliness that was love. If only humans had perfect control over their emotions, over the bond they formed with their peers, it would make relationships so much simpler. Yet, Kakashi couldn't agree with this idea. What would life be without overcomplicated drama?

"How was it?" He asked after taking the first sip of his green tea. Scalding hot, just the way he loved it. His tongue thought otherwise, though.

"What was what?" The pinkette returned, cocking a brow.

"Sleeping in your bed for the first time after so long, of course." The older man chuckled, a small grin curving his exposed lips. His teammate's eyes lowered to the steaming cup in held between her palms, lip caught between her teeth in an unconscious bite.

"Strange." She admitted. "It's like this isn't even my home."

Her guest sighed, one hand rubbing his eyes as if tired. He knew this feeling all too well. Spending the greater part of your life away from your village had a knack for taking away the warmth your place. On the upside, with so little use, his bed remained as comfortable as the first time he'd slept in it.

"It'll feel better after a few days." Her former teacher reassured, smiling.

Silence reigned as the duo emptied their mugs, sip by sip. Sitting face to face with your partner but barely saying a word might have emanated awkwardness, but in truth this return to normalcy helped the two ninja feel at home. Words would only ruin the much-needed peace that surrounded them.

With no more tea to drink and keep himself busy with though, the jonin felt the need to liven things up a bit. Call it a spur of the moment, what he decided to do was something he couldn't remember ever doing before.

He stuck his tongue out at her. Not too much, just a little more than tip, eyes closed and playful smile in place.

The way that Sakura blinked and stared at him like he'd grown another head made it impossible for him to contain the ridiculous grin. Laughter burst from her, loud and uncontrollable. Now he could feel okay.

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