Disclamer: I do not own Naruto or any of his little buddies. If I did...oh...what fun it'd be.

Blood and Blossoms

chp. 1

"KA-KA-SHI SENSEI!"

The silver haired jounin raised his head gently, letting a lazy eye settle on the distraught male in front of him. The yellow puff of hair tilted up, blue orbs slitted and in a angry but amusing way. A blank, unreadable face overcame the senseis face a dark eye hovering right above Naruto's head. Actually, he was taking a gaze at the boy's hair. The boy was always pestering and taunting him about his own hair; the sleek silver hair rooting up into the air. Wasn't his fault his hair just grew like that naturally. And Naruto had some nerve when his own hair was a big puff of blond. Zoning back in he could tell that his student had been talking for quite awhile and was now finishing off with his rant,

"--did you not even see what she--"

Naruto cut himself off for a breath, his eyes slitting more as he noticed the jounin slip out a orange covered book. The boy grew red for the moment, anger boiling as he was so quickly put aside. He heard a giggle from behind him as the pink haired Sakura had her petite hands on her hips, her smile taunting.

"Naruto stop your blabbering and fight me."

"No way forehead, I'm saving my energy for Sasuke!"

The pink haired ninja grew silent. Her face grew red, her neck giving a twitch in it. Did he just call her...? The silence grew thicker, chakra building in her palms. She was going to demolish--

"Alight guys, looks like this is going no where. Training is over."

The one track minded boy called Naruto suddenly jumped putting a fist to the air.

"Alright! Ramen time!"

The boy quickly sped off, passing the Uchilia who was more then slightly annoyed. Sasuke had already worked hard today, but as always it never seemed enough. He'd fought Naruto over five times today, but it was never enough for stubborn Naruto. He'd even taken up the offer to spar Sakura but with Naruto all in his face he couldn't refuse another fight with the yellow haired boy. Turning around the raven haired boy mumbled under his breath,

"Later."

He was out of sight just like Naruto.

Sakura on the other hand wasn't even scratched. She wished she was that good, but it was always that she never got to fight. Okay, sure she'd battle Naruto every once in awhile but not enough to build her skill. The ninja folded her arms in defeat. It was always Sasuke and Naruto. And of course she couldn't forget the all famous copy nin who was always too busy with those little books of his. She stood in silence until a small noise of a page turn make her more alert. Huh? Turning she saw Kakashi lazily on a tree branch reading that book. Eying the book carefully, her inner Sakura boiled with anxiousness. Aha, her knew sparring partner. Quickly she used her speed to disappear from the sight. Everything was quite for Kakashi sensei...

Within a moment the jounin snapped his book shut, pulled out a kunai, easily defending off his attacker. Twirling the weapon around his finger, the shinobi stood relaxed his eyes focused on the pink haired ninja.

"Still want to practice I see."

His voice was relaxed, no heavy breathing at all. The kunoichi smirked a few meters away from him she too fiddling with her weapon. No words escaped then, just the release of battle between the two.

Not only ten minutes passed and Sakura was down for the count.

Breathing heavily she sat desheviled, the grass soothing her legs. A few feet from her stood a calm Kakashi gazing down lightly at his fallen student. She still had so much to work on. The look of her green eyes glanced up to see his but in return she saw a gloved hand holding out for help. Hastily she pulled herself up flashing a grin to her opponent giving off the vibe that she wasn't mad.

The two left their separate ways after exchanging goodbyes.

--Later that night--

The weary kunoichi dragged herself into bed, the lights had dimmed down to almost nothing. Sakura was not pleased at all. She was so tense after her sparring match with Kakashi. It was either he was growing stronger, or she was becoming weaker. Maybe she had always been that weak. Frowing upon her negitive words she looked down into her palms. They were wrapped lightly and hard from calluses of hard practice. She always tried to work hard and work at her best...why didn't she get any results?

Sighing softly the anger drained from her, making the atmosphere dense with anxiety. However, she was too tired to continue the mental rant and questioning. Her hands reached back and skillfully took off her bra allowing herself to breath naturally. Tossing the undergarnment on the floor she turned over to the window--

"OH MY G--!"

She squeaked seeing a figure sitting on her window sil. Tall, lazy, silver...hair. In the moonlight you could tell that the jounin was giving a classic look of the eye crinkle.

"Sorry to scare you."

"Yeah sure, hold on let me just restart my heart."

Silence took over as Kakashi had lowered his grin to a small smile. Sakura gave a sigh and looking back up.

"What on earth are you doing here this late? Do you know what a door is?"

"Sakura, we're going on a mission tomorow. I kind of forgot to tell you guys today. You know how things just slip my mind sometimes."

More like you were too interested in that little book of yours. The inner Sakura muttered bitterly.

Sakura blinked and looked suprized. A mission? Tomorow? Wow, it was really late to be saying that now... Sakura knew she had no choice but to accept. She nodded gently and gave a yawn, making sure the covers kept her well, covered.

"I'm guessing you already told the boys..."

"Mhhm."

"Figures."

Kakashi opened his eye in a raised brow, curious of Sakura's reply. Though with both the ninja needing sleep for tomorow he decided to leave the matter alone. He'd tell everyone the mission and its rank tomorow. All they needed was to pack and be at their best.