Promises Remembered

Chapter 3

A/N So I got into a car accident yesterday. I was out to pick up my groceries and stopped at a light. I picked up a piece of paper from my center console to spit my gum into and a freaking SPIDER jumped out and onto my hand. I freaked out enough that I lost control of my car and hit the guy in front of me. Thankfully he is fine and so am I and baby but my car is probably going to get totaled. It was already barely going to work for us with 5 kids and now it is going to look like shit too. We can't afford this. I hate this economy, high interest rates and BS insurance that doesn't do anything for you unless you're rich. Lame. Anyway. I am depressed so you get an extra chapter. Please leave me nice comments so I feel better. 

Chapter 3

Sakura

One day into the past

They made their way to the training ground in uncomfortable silence. Occasionally, Sakura peeked at the familiar stranger beside her. He didn't quite have the bored swagger she remembered. His hands were buried in his pockets as they walked and he had a slight slouch, but it didn't seem nearly as relaxed as his older self. She had the strange idea that he was probably always on time.

Now that she had the chance to observe him more closely in the morning light, she was surprised at how little he would age over the next fourteen years. There were lines missing around the corners of his eyes and he was, perhaps, a little thinner than he would be someday, but he looked mostly the same.

She pursed her lips and patted her cheeks. Maybe the mask helped to keep his skin young, blocking the sun from almost all of his face. Should she wear a mask too? She didn't think of herself as vain as Lady Tsunade, but still...

"How do I lose my Sharingan?"

"Eh?" He had spoken so suddenly she nearly jumped. "Your Sharingan?" Why did he have to start with such a complicated question?

"I'm assuming it was fairly recent for you, since you didn't notice right away."

"I don't think I should tell you." She thought about it a little more. "Honestly, it's a long and complicated story, and considering all the details, I think it would be better if you just lived it."

"Hmm." He lapsed into silence again and she thought he was done with the questions... until, "Who is Kazuki?"

Her heart clenched. Kazuki. Her precious Kazuki. How long would it be until she saw him again? Would she ever see him again?

Dammit. She really needed to stop crying so much. It seemed like all she had done since landing in the past. But her nose burned and she could feel the tears already pooling in her eyes.

"Boyfriend?"

She barked out a laugh at the absurdity of it and wiped her eyes. "No. I don't think you should ask me any more questions."

"What's the point of spending so much time with someone who knows you in the future if you can't ask anything interesting?"

"Well..." Putting thoughts of loved ones from her mind, Sakura tried to think of something which might be safe to share. "I guess I've already called you 'Sensei'."

He tsk'd. "Please don't call me that."

She frowned. "Why not?"

He dropped his head to the side, his one exposed eye staring directly at her. "Seeing as I've already had you in my bed, it makes me feel a little..." His eye dropped to her chest, before looking away quickly. "...perverted."