Sensei just be with me! (Kakasaku) (being edited)

chapter 6- the discovery

This was my second night in this house and Yuri's home was giving me the chance to figure a few things out. The brown sheets were scratchy but my scent was beginning to mingle with that of Kakashi and dust. I looked throught the small round window. The moon was so big and it iluminated the ground below. I watched as men walked around on streetlevel. the women that did live here were all older than thirty. Yuri said that the younger women were taken to the head quaters of the 'supervisors'. I can only  imagen them being needed for the sexual satiation of the head hauncho's and serving a domestic servants. Reducing all advancements of women to that of  hundred of years ago.

The followers of the 'supervisors' leader stood in the streets below my window perch. They stood on street corners, lazily slumped in door ways- creating an air of unease in the streets. This once reputable town reduced to that of a red light district.
The fight the broke out must had ruffled their feathers. There seemed to be an uneasy amount of activity on the road below.

I watched the pacing men, the clear masculine egocentric bantering. Feeling the cold I pulled the sheets up and inhale deeply trying to get a good smell of him. I fill my lungs pushing them to their capacity. I hadn't totally contaminated the scent of the sheets with my own.
"Kakashi" I whispered. Since staying here I was disrupting Kaka-sensei's energy left in the room.
I pushed the covers off me and jumped to my feet. My clothes and belongings were on the chair at the desk that was shrouded in the grey shadows of the room. I was clad in kakashi's jonin shirt as pyjamas. I felt close to him in his clothes.

I walked towards the wardrobes.
Opening the creaky door to hanging clothing as I had done the first time I search for the glass vials. I had left them sitting in the back corner for safety. I hadn't thought of the significance of them until now.
Yuri's chakra enhancing prune juice could be apart of the concoction that reached me in vials back in the leaf.
Softly padding my hand around I tried to find them again in the dark. I knocked them over and my blood ran cold hoping nobody had heard me. What rolled out onto the floor was something I had seen before. That purple liquid. It stared up at me.

Fixing the vial to an upright position I opened the seal on the paper  and quickly read his note again but lingering on his signature. I think back to the time he stood in my hospital office leaning over my desk. It was a couple days before he left for his mission. He was signing off on his participation in his fitness exams.
I remember so clearly the tension between us that day.
He had stood in front of me essentially naked. I remember the heat that radiated off his skin as I had to stand quite close. My stethoscope cool to the touch. I remember how my finger tips had ever so lightly flickered across his body. I could tell his was tense the entire time. His blood pressure was through the roof and his pulse jumped every time I had to put more than the lighted press of a finger on his body. I remember how I had my own reactions to his. I enjoyed that he had such a response to my touch.

I think back now to how I had been daydreaming about him there was romantic inclinations between us before he left that whole week. But that day of his fitness exam he was particularly hot under the collar. It makes me blush now how I had imagined about kissing him as he had stood in front of me. How I would have given anything for him to wrap his arms around me or pin me to the desk and confess his truest feelings for me. I think now- that even back then I loved the idea of a forbidden romance. Thinking that it would never happen- no matter how his vitals spiked to my touch.

... and now I'm here in the bloody land of snow needing to dive head first into a fresh snow drift to cool off chasing after the name I've become so dearly attached to.
I rolled up the parchment again and spent the next ten minutes debating whither of not to open a vial and conduct a taste test. what is it? what is so special about it that Kakashi would take large risks to get it to me.
My thumb was pressed lightly to the cork. I was so unsure. I hadn't taken such a risk in such a long time. As a medical ninja I had to preserve myself for the care of others. Drinking this could mean that I've unintentionally poisoned myself. 'stop Sakura- Kaka-sensei wouldn't harm us' The cork pops from the vial top and falls to the floor. Wafting the contents of the bottle to my nose I get the scent of prune juice and something I can't put my finger on.
What ever the ingredients are there is an overwhelming smell of stale prunes.