Haruno Sakura was just an ordinary girl living alone in the city of Kyoto, despite her boring life, she was determined to study and pursue her dreams to be in the medical field.
Everything was going into place. Yet..
Life for Sakura had changed fro...
She just can't believe she had ever thought of this.
The pinkette was just strolling at the pathway like she usually does when heading home from the university, but this time.... felt different.
Really different.
Women eyes were throwing daggers at her whole being, and for the first time ever, she felt self-conscious. They were looking at her like she was some kind of a snake. Disgusted? Scared? Whatever it is, they were judging her.
She takes her handkerchief as she constantly wipes all the beady sweat on her face, and focuses at her toes as if it was something interesting. Damn it! She cursed at herself. This wasn't a good idea after all!
Earlier that morning, she had decided to at least get clothes for her 'companion' for the time being. Though she barely likes the guy, she was nice enough to do such thing for him. Plus, she did not want him to rot, knowing he'll have to stay in her apartment. He should be thankful instead!
Since she was petite, apparently, no clothing could fit this muscular man, at least not a single thing in her wardrobe.
She was about to buy him clothes herself, but she didn't trust the guy much to stay here at her apartment alone. No way.
"Remove those." Sakura pointed out the somewhat vest or whatever armor he had on his body, including his black cloak. It was quite a few clothing but lot of weapons hiding underneath it. Although the Uchiha was itching to refuse, he doesn't have a choice but to blend in in this stupid place they call Kyoto.
He had hated how this irritating woman called to remove his things, enhancing her words when it comes to weapons. He might as well strip off, knowing how vulnerable he was right now.
He was now left with his underneaths, black shirt and pants, and even his mask was no excuse. He had been told to remove it too. What next??
They arrived shortly at the city, and Sakura made sure there was distance between them. At first, Sakura had ignored the looks they were giving her. Was there something wrong with her outfit?
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Okay, fine, maybe there is! But hell, why hate?!
Until she finally realizes what was going on.
It was his doing. It was obvious.
They stare at him in awe while multiple daggers was sent to her.
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