Going Back in Time to Fuck With Kakashi and Save The World in The Process

9- And So Training Begins

Sasuke blinked his eyes open tiredly. He hadn't meant to fall asleep so quickly after eating the dinner Sakura prepared. He had been full, clean, and tired. You couldnt blame him for falling asleep so early, really.

Naruto was piled atop him, and Sakura was spread out across the rest of the bed. Sasuke sighed, wrapping his arms around the blonde menace and rolling them over so he was no longer being crushed by the dead weight. Sasuke couldn't wait for Naruto to pass him in height again, Sasuke thoroughly enjoyed when he was able to use the Uzumaki as a mattress.

Staring at the ceiling for what felt like an hour, Sasuke pushed himself tiredly into a sitting position. Rubbing his eyes and yawning, the Uchiha gracefully rolled out of the large bed and stumbled to the kitchen.

It was Tuesday, meaning that they had team training with Kakashi. Sasuke didn't know what the Jonin had planned for them. It could be anything from team bonding to some ridiculously complicated obstacle race meant for ANBU.

As much as Sasuke wanted to get strong again, he really didn't want to compromise his wonderfully lazy mornings.

The Uchiha was tempted to crawl into some small crevice to continue reading his filth disguised as literature, but alas, he woke up first so he would be the one to cook breakfast. He usually never woke up first. His partners always mourned the loss of his extremely desirable cooking. Unlike Itachi, Sasuke knew how to cook. It was the one skill he had ever surpassed is brother in.

Bacon was frying on the stove when Naruto stumbled in. "Do me a favor and set the counter." Sasuke heard a grunt. Naruto was always so literate in the mornings that he closely resembled the greatest of the Uchihas. It always made Sasukes' day.

Sasuke reveled in the sense of familiarity that cooking for his teammates always brought him. It made him regret having left the first time around. Thankfully, Sasuke would be staying in Konoha with his teammates, where he belonged.

There was a quiet snore from the counter that made Sasuke quickly spin around. Naruto has set the counter with plates and utensils like Sasuke had asked, but it seems he had fallen back asleep in the process.

Sasuke huffed a laugh, smiling sweetly at the boy he had fallen in love with. The cook of the morning set the bacon aside to cool, having finished the simple breakfast. Sasuke walked over to the last Uzumaki, brushing his hair out of his face.

Naruto always looked so peaceful while he slept; his eyebrows would relax, and the wrinkle on the bridge of his nose would cease to exist. Sasuke would say Naruto looked younger while he was asleep, but now he looked younger all the time. He could phrase it better as Naruto looked like he had less on his mind, no stress.

Sasuke smiled again, a rare sight indeed. He pressed a small kiss to his partner's forehead before wandering to the bedroom to wake the last member of the triad.

Now, don't get him wrong. He loved Sakura as much as he loved Naruto, but when you tried to wake her up, it would be best to keep your distance and tread carefully.

Sasuke grabbed a decorative pillow from the couch as he passed it by. Carefully, the Uchiha tossed the pillow into the room. As quickly as he could, Sasuke ducked behind the door frame and prepared himself. Sasuke heard the tell tale sound of the pillow hitting the bed before there was a distinct sound of ripping. The time traveler flinched as the mutilated pillow flew past his head, stuffing falling out and leaving a trail in its wake.

Sasuke mourned the loss of his pillow as small, satisfied groans echoed into the hallway. Sasuke took a timid peek into the room.

Sakura was stretching her limbs while lying in bed, groaning at every pop and crack of her bones and tendons as they shifted into place. Sasuke was glad that the most dangerous part of waking Sakura was over. He probably wouldn't still be here if Sakura stayed angry all morning, every morning. She would have committed homicide years ago.