Another Timeline (18+)

Chapter 3 (18+)

Sorry for a bit long pause with the updates but I had some important matters to solve in private life, then this war thing on Ukraine... and I just couldn't focus on anything. But now I'm right back with the updates! ❤

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When Sakura finished washing the dishes after the meal, including the ones Kakashi used to prepare the dish, she wiped her hands on the cloth hanging on the oven handle. She looked around one more time before moving towards the room where her companion had disappeared, and having nothing better to do, she decided to follow him.

In fact, she was curious what Kakashi did in his spare time when he was younger, because she knew all too well the current habits of her former teacher, who most of the time read romance novels written by this Pervy Sage, as Naruto liked to call him.

A smile involuntarily twitched on her lips as soon as she remembered her loved ones. Despite the fact that her sensei was too engrossed in books, sometimes completely oblivious to what was going on around him, and Naruto just had an annoying way of being, she missed them both. And she would do anything to immediately find herself in her times, but young Kakashi, despite his annoyingly silent lifestyle, was a mystery to her, and she wanted to know his secrets, see what he liked to do in his free time as a young boy. And make sure he was as brilliant as he was in the future.

Still smiling to her thoughts, she crossed the threshold, finding herself in a small room that most likely served as a bedroom for Kakashi, as there was a bed against one wall, and a huge wardrobe and a smaller chest of drawers on the opposite. There was a simple bedside lamp on the bedside table, and the only interior design was a framed photo of team Minato. And Sakura would have liked to take this opportunity to take a closer look at people she's just met, but something else caught her attention.

From this room it was possible to go to the next one, but Sakura noticed in time that the door was somehow strangely dark. Quite ominously dark ... At the mere sight of them a shiver ran down her spine, so she quickly looked away as a sudden movement in the corner of the room caught her attention.

She took a step further, but froze at the sight of it. As if that were not enough, a storm broke out outside and immediately it became eerie brightly in the room, and then darkness returned. While the silence was torn apart by the mighty thunder that swept over the house. Sakura uncertainly gasped as the weather completely unhinged her, as if Kakashi wasn't distracting her enough in his tank top and loose-fitting pants without bandages around his legs. His bare feet and bare shoulders and ungloved hands seemed extremely interesting to her, but that wasn't all. She even found herself biting her lower lip on the view of her thirteen-year-old teacher when she noticed the play of muscles under the skin on his arms and forearms. His face was obscured by hair, which had fallen because of the fact that he was most likely not wearing his forehead protector.

Sakura froze motionless. Moreover, she couldn't take her eyes off him. She had no idea why, but she couldn't bring herself to do anything else. She was left staring at him and hoping that he won't notice her.

He was very devoted to exercise. He was just doing push-ups on his right hand and keeping the other on his back, probably so that it wouldn't disturb him. His legs were spread a little wider to better catch balance.

Just a usual training, and her body reacted as if she had suddenly fallen into the male part of the hot springs. She didn't know what Kakashi had in him, but suddenly her legs trembled a moment before they refused to obey and the poor kunoichi fell to the floor, leaning against the wall.

The light thud that she made when her ass finally fell on the panels must have caught the interest of the training one, as he immediately froze in the starting position and looked up at her.