SPIRIT: Sakura Haruno (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter II: Kakashi

"Being nice to someone you dislike doesn't mean you're faking hatred, it just means you are mature enough to tolerate your dislike towards them." 

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        Sakura leaned on the sill of the blue tainted window, staring blankly at the ground. She let out an exasperated sigh and scraped her fingers down her face, desperate for something to do besides stare. She glanced at Naruto to see him peeking his head through the door, his fingers literally twitching for action. Sakura couldn't blame him. She wanted to bash this Jounin's head in with a spade. He had left the kids waiting in the classroom for two whole hours!

        'While everyone gets to meet their sensei on time, we're stuck with a Jounin who won't even show up!' Sakura huffed at herself. Her hands balled into fists as she hid them from view.

        "I'm dying to know who this Jounin is. I'll give him a piece of MY mind! INNER DOES NOT LIKE LATE BASTARDS, SHANNRO!" Inner snapped, as both heard a snort from behind them.

        "It would be appreciated if you could lower your voice Inner," Nuri spoke politely. "I'm trying to sleep as of now." Inner crossed her arms. "Whoops, sorry 'bout that. I forgot that you existed and that I had to share Sakura's mind with you." Inner hissed. Nuri only scowled and let out another snort.

        "Alright, alright, stop fighting you two. I'm sick and tired of your quarr-"

        "Sakura."

        She perked up at the sound, but immediately hunched back down as she met eyes with Sasuke. Yuki was growling at him again, but it was lazier this time as she was barely awake on the desk. It wasn't intimidating—Yuki was too small to do much harm—just annoying, and honestly, quite amusing. But just like everything else, Sasuke hated it. Sakura rolled her eyes, snapped her fingers and pointed at the ground near her. 

        "Yuki, over here."

        The lethargic white fluffball let out a whine before jumping off the desk where Sasuke was sitting and ambled towards Sakura, nuzzling her legs as she laid down around her boots. She glared at the Uchiha, who in return, glared back at her. 

        Sakura broke the awkward staring contest and turned her head to find Naruto. He was currently standing on a chair, pushing a dirty chalk eraser through the small crack of the door.

        "Naruto, what are you doing?" she asked as Naruto nearly fell over on the unbalanced chair.

        "Sakura-chan, this is a punishment for our sensei since he came late, datteboyo!" Naruto replied, his focus on adjusting the chalk eraser. 

        Sasuke scoffed. "Dobe, he's a Jounin. He's not gonna fall for your lame prank."

        "Teme!"

        "Dobe."

        "Numbskull!"

        "Ramenbrain."

        "Dumbar–"

        "Will both of you shut up and stop acting like whining 3-year-olds?!" Sakura snapped, leaving the two boys silent.

        "S-sorry Sakura-chan..." Naruto apologized. Sakura only received a scowl from Sasuke, and she retaliated with an annoyed snort.

        Naruto was the first to hear footsteps, and he quickly jumped off the chair and slid it aside. His sudden movement caught both Sakura's and Sasuke's attention, and both watched the door intently as it began to creak. The door opened more as a masked person peeked through the door, and without a doubt, the eraser fell right on his spiky silver-gray hair. It patted his hair down a bit, and as the dust exploded on his head, he let out a small, stifled cough.