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RECONNAISSANCE

Chapter Two: A Dirty Beginning

Faint light gently cascaded over the ever green’s. Dawn began to break through the calm atmosphere.

Kakashi revelled in how quiet the village could be while it’s peaceful inhabitants were asleep.

Stretching from his leisurely lounge against Konoha’s gate, he glanced at the clock in the guard’s box.

4.45 am. He was early. Won’t Sakura be surprised? Actually, it’s not like he’s really that tardy. Two, three hours, that wasn’t tardy. That was just, casually late. Reasonably delayed. Eloquently postponed. Jauntily halted. Sustainably deferred. Okay, that’s taking it a tad far.

Reclining back in his position, Kakashi drew out his tattered orange covered book, pulling up his hitai-ate, exposing his sharingan, for maximum retention, of course.

A faint high pitched buzzing started to ring in Sakura’s ears. It seemed distant, somewhere beyond her thoughts, and dreams. She didn’t want to follow the buzzing. She wanted to stay in her fantasy land, but the sound was persistent.

Sakura felt her dream begin to slide. Slowly the pleasure of a naked Jensen Ackles slipped from her mind, just as he was walking all sultry towards her.

“No, don’t, want, wake. Stay, sleep.” She mumbled, scrunching her face back into her pillow, while hitting the snooze button on her alarm.

The image of a firm, sculpted torso, started to clear again. The broad shoulders, the evenly shaped biceps, and the hunger lying deep within his eyes returned, and he turned to her.

She felt her heart skip a beat, and pleasant warmth seep low in her body, firing her up. Two vibrant blue eyes pierced into her own emerald green orbs, as she lifted her petite arm to stroke his stubbled face.

He crawled closer and closer her, hunting her, preparing to devour her mind body and soul. Leaning in, he ran his noise along her soft cheek, ending in a small lick at the top of her lips.

She felt his breath against her skin. It was getting closer, she knew it wouldn’t be much longer. She couldn’t last without feeling him fit himself against her, filling her deepest cavern, eliciting pleasure. In her impatience, she bucked her hips upwards, trying to give him the message of what she wanted. He chuckled deeply in her ear.

To answer her need, he moved to her mouth, capturing her soft lips in his own, swiftly forcing his tongue into her mouth. She moaned against it, feeling like she was melting against him.

Deciding to pick up the pace, he lowered his arm down between their bodies, heading for the soft patch of curls between her legs. She shuddered with anticipation. She felt his hand on her abdominal. He was near. So near. His hand brushed past her cherry blossom curls. Extending his middle finger, he stretched to her sweet spot. He was less than a centimetre away from it. Gradually he moved his finger forward; he was getting hot, hotter, and hotter, until –

!!

“!”

Angrily, Sakura leapt out of bed, yanking her alarm from its socket and throwing it against the wall with such vigour, that it shatter into a million pieces, landing across the floor.

Heaving, Sakura tried to calm herself down. I mean, it was only a dream right? Some lousy little dream. Nothing that important.

‘Yeah, right. And I can persuade Jensen Ackles to join me in a roll in hay in real life.’

In frustration, Sakura ran her hands through her bed hair, and across her face, waking herself up. Sighing, she decided to open her curtains, assuming it would still be dark.

Reaching across to the blind string, she yanked the stiff rope down, only to be surprised by bright, brilliant sunshine.

“Wha-?” Sakura paled.

How could it possibly be daylight? Her alarm had just gone off! It was only four in the morning!

Frantically, Sakura cricked her neck looking at her bedside table, intending to check the clock. She had momentarily forgotten that she smashed said clock against the wall. It was of little use, except if someone wanted to salvage the pieces into a decorative mosaic.

“Shit. I had fucking break the only clock I have in this freakin’ apartment.”

Expecting the worse, Sakura dashed into the bathroom for a quick shower, shave, and moisturise. I mean seriously, she was going to be away for an indefinite period of time, there was no way she was starting this mission with arm hair she could plait.

Drying her wet hair, Sakura yanked her clothes on. She assumed that they were travelling as civilians. She didn’t really know. That damn pervert took the mission scroll, so she had no idea what details there were to this particular assignment.

She’d decided last night that she would be best placed to dress as casually, and slightly understated, appearing like a meek female. As much as that concept rubbed against her grain, she realised that it was the smartest and safest move to go.

Sakura had no idea what kind of relationship her and old silver bangs were supposed to portray, but she was thinking, brother and sister. Or father and daughter. Actually, with his silver hair, that would be more plausible.

Buttoning up her fitted check shirt, she tied her short hair into a small ponytail, tucking the stray strands behind her ear.

As she headed towards the door, Sakura pulled a mid thigh leather jacket on, grabbing her backpack and medical bag on her way.

Slamming the door behind her, Sakura, headed for the roof. That way was quicker than walking, and she really didn’t feel like taking her time.

As she reached the roof, Sakura realised that she was at least an hour late for the arranged meeting time.

‘Oh well, it’s not like silver bangs will be there yet. I doubt he’s even registered that it’s a new day yet.’

Kakashi stopped pacing to once again glance at the clock.

7.15am.

She was late. Extremely late.

It wasn’t like Sakura to be tardy. She was the type of person who was usually annoyingly punctual to everything.

Kakashi wondered if she was sick. Or if something had happened to her. He felt panic begin to rise in his chest, as he thought of the possible things that could have happened. Enemy ninja could have invaded in the night, and taken advantage of her. Or worse, she could receive another midnight visit from Sasuke.

He shuddered at that thought, and was preparing to check up on her, when he noticed a pink spot moving from rooftop, to rooftop.

The copy ninja felt his panic ebb away, and relief settle in.

‘Thank Kami, she’s safe. I don’t know why I was even worried’

‘I think I know why you were worried, you little softy. You didn’t want anything more to happen to your sweet little cherry blossom. Because you loooooove her, don’t you Kakashi? You’re just as soft as Play-Doh, and mould perfectly to fit precious Sakura’s needs.’ Of course it was time for Kakashi’s alter ego to pipe up. He couldn’t resist a perfectly good opportunity to ridicule the jounin of his feelings.

“Shut up, you little shit, or I’ll knock you into next Wednesday” growled Kakashi, underneath his breath.

‘You only wish you could.’ Poking out his tongue, Mr. Alter Ego, mocked Kakashi until the cows came home. Oh, how much fun was it to annoy a supposedly superb ninja.

Trying to shut out the squeaky little runt dancing around in a joyful manner in his head, Kakashi focused on the small pink dot, only paying attention to it as it came closer and closer.

Finally reaching the Konoha gates, Sakura jumped gracefully from the guard tower she just landed on, her back facing the gate.

“Hm. Just as I thought. No matter how late I am, Kakashi is sure to be 2 hours behind.” Sakura smirked to herself, preparing a long lengthy lecture to Kakashi, detailing how once again, she had been out here in the cold for hours, and most certainly not dreaming about a lavishly handsome male specimen.

“Oh, you think that little of me, Sakura-Chan?”

Jumping a mile high in the air, Sakura swung around as fast a spinning top, punching the solid object that had snuck up behind her.

Crunch!

The sound of fist to jaw reverberated through the air.

Kakashi felt his body fly, banging his back against the far corner of the guard box, landing with a hefty ‘thud’ on the solid concrete.

‘Holy shit,’ Kakashi thought, as canaries flew in circles around his head, “She gives a whole new meaning to “that girls got punch”’

“Fuck! Kakashi! What the hell do you think you’re doing here? I mean, what do you think you’re doing sneaking up on me, you stupid git!”

Frog marching towards Kakashi, Sakura steamed, realising he had actually been here before her.

‘Stupid, freakin’ alarm! Stupid sexy male dream!’

Extending her hand, Sakura tried to cup Kakashi’s face, only to find him pull away from her.

“Stop moving, I need to heal you.”

“You think I’m going to trust you to touch me after that sucker punch? Good bloody luck!” In an instant, Kakashi had moved away from her. Ten feet away to be exact. You could almost fit Tsunade’s breasts between them.

“Don’t be such a baby, you old pervert. You snuck up on me, what the hell do you expect? A damsel in distress?”

Rolling up the sleeves of her top, Sakura concentrated green chakra to her right hand, walking determinedly towards the Copy Ninja.

As fast as before, Kakashi moved away from her, maintaining the same, if not a larger distance between them.

Sakura felt anger boil within her.

“Uggh, I do not have the patience for this right now”

“Fine. Forget about treating me. I can manage. Seriously.” A slight edge of anxiety was actually noticeable in the ninja voice. He really didn’t want Sakura to touch him again.

“You know for someone who is apparently so intelligent, and full of wisdom, you’re so freakin’ childish. You’re acting like a four year old.”

Dispelling the chakra in her arm, Sakura pulled her hands up to her cheeks, crouching down slightly while shaking her head.

“Ooo, I can’t go near her. She’s a girl. She has icky cooties. And I, as a boy, can’t catch them, or else I’ll be covered in cootie slime that will slowly eat away at my flesh.”

Straightening up, Sakura continued ranting.

“I mean honestly, what do you think I’m going to do, bite your head off like a praying mantis?”

Rolling his eye, Kakashi closed some of the distance between them.

“No, you wouldn’t bite my head off like a praying mantis. Purely because they only do that after sex and unless you’re harbouring some desired feelings there Sakura, that couldn’t occur. Secondly, I am not four, I’m proud to say I have reached the level of being called immaturely five, and I find that comment insulting. Also, you know very well that some girls do have cooties. They’re called STI’s.”

Sakura glared menacingly at Kakashi.

“Very funny, smart arse, shall we just move?”

“Fine by me.”

Quickly, they made their way out the Konoha gates, jumping onto tree limb after tree limb. Not ten minutes had passed since they had left, when Kakashi paused in his movements.

“What is it, Silver Bangs?” Sakura questioned, ready to reach for her kunai at less than a moment notice.

“I don’t know, I just sense something.”

It was unnerving how still Kakashi was. Something dangerous must be around.

‘Great and it’s just the beginning of the freakin’ mission.’ Sakura inwardly groaned.

Turning sharply on the spot, Kakashi lifted his headband, exposing his sharingan.

“Quick, Sakura, get down! Now!”

Confused, Sakura flailed slightly. “What, why, where are they, I can take them!”

“No Sakura, get down!” Lunging towards her, Kakashi roughly pushed Sakura off the tree branch, as something sharp flew at her.

Screaming, Sakura readied her body for impact as best as she could.

SPLAT!

Luckily, for her, a giant pool of mud was directly beneath the tree, to break her fall.

As she lifted herself up on her hands, Sakura heard a soft thump on the ground, signalling that Kakashi had joined her.

“Did you get them, Kakashi? And was it really necessary to plonk me in mud?” She whinged.

Nervously rubbing the back of his head, Kakashi formulated his answer, reply with such a fast speed. Well, fast for Kakashi anyway.

“Actually, there were no enemy ninja. It was, uh, just a crow. Seems that punch of yours actually did throw me off.”

A discomforting silence fell between them. Sakura felt her inner self go from human, to mega bitch in 0.5 seconds.

“You knew that all along though, didn’t you? Don’t give me that bullshit of my punch throwing you off guard. You just thought this mud would be the perfect opportunity for pay back.”

“Pay back? Now, would I do such a thing?” Kakashi innocently replied “Come on, we have to get moving. After all, you spent to long on your little fantasy this morning, and we have to make up time.

Sakura’s arm slipped in the mud again, covering her in her second coat. Soon she would be ready for the sealant.

‘I will get you Kakashi, you shit. I promise I will get you back. This is war.’

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End of Chapter Two!

“Finally!” I hear many of you cheer. Well, I’m sorry for the massive delay in the update, it’s just been a really hectic year! I’ve been so busy with moving out, and Uni, and organising work, it’s impossible to fit everything. In fact, right now, I’m supposed to be studying for an AMEB Musicianship exam tomorrow, or practicing my recital piece for Saturday, but I’m procrastinating. I need a massive break from it all, so I decided it was high time to go back to that special hobby of writing. Expect a lot more to come, because I’m just sick of this freakin’ year. It’s toooooooo loooong I say!

Anyway, actually moving on to talk about this story, I hope you all enjoyed this instalment. I insinuated to a Sakura/Sasuke event (nothing romantic in my view, because I hate that canon), that took place prior to this story. It’s possible I’ll make it a prequel one day make mental note.

Also, I added a lot more humour. It’s probably humour of a try hard, but I’m in a light hearted mood.

Oh, and I really think Jensen Ackles is a looker. thumbs up

This chapter was quite a lot of waffle, I promise it will start to get more exciting next time.

Stay tuned!

Next –

Chapter Three: Takumi, ahoy!

Cheers!

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