Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Catching Cherry Blossoms ❯ A Night To Forget ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter Six: A Night To ForgetItÕs dinner once again and I have eaten through almost all my chocolate reserves. I head downstairs, severely bloated and very cranky. ÒKAAAKAAASHHHIII.Ó I whine. ÒKakashi where are you? I need chocolate. More chocolate.Ó My fuzzy slippers smack against the wood floor as I make my way into the kitchen. ÒKakash-. Who are you?Ó A man is standing in the kitchen conversing with Kakashi. When they hear me, they both look up. ÒAh, dumpling. This is my dear friend Itachi. Itachi, this is my fiancee Sakura. By the way, she isnÕt always this fat.Ó My face turns bright red. ÒKakashi!Ó I am fuming again. Itachi doesnÕt seem to hear KakashiÕs rather rude remark or notice my annoyance with my so called Òfiancee.Ó He is to busy staring at my hair intently. ÒShe is beautiful Kakashi. And her hair. ItÕs the color of a cherry blossom petal.Ó He reaches his hand out, as if to touch it and I immediately shrink back. ÒItachi.Ó KakashiÕs voice is warning. WhatÕs that? Did it just sound like he cared for? Enough to protect me?! I must be crazy! ÒSo Itachi, your KakashiÕs business partner, right?Ó After three drinks iÕm feeling pretty good. I thank Itachi for bringing the drinks. I am busy staring into ItachiÕs chocolate colored eyes. ÒYes, I am. We own a few polo stores up in New York. KakashiÕs taken off on account he has to marry you.Ó I roll my eyes. ÒYou make it sound like an inconvenience to you.Ó He laughs. ÒOh believe me, it is. See, without Kakashi, their is no us. He runs the show, IÕm just for show. Do you get it?Ó I nod. ÒSure I get it. So thatÕs why Kakashi is always wearing those polo's. He owns some polo stores. all right Itachi, tell me something iÕve been wanting to know. WhatÕs KakashiÕs family like? I mean he met mine, but iÕve never met his.Ó Itachi goes silent instantly. ÒSee, we donÕt really talk about that. I donÕt think he would like me to tell you. Sorry.Ó He rubs the back of his neck and I shrug it off. ÒItÕs k. So where did Kakashi go?Ó My drunk eyes try to process what is going on in the room. ÒHe went to the bathroom leaving fierce instructions that I get to know you.Ó Itachi smiles again, revealing his perfect white teeth. ÒDid you ever have braces as a kid?Ó ItÕs the most random question, but im truly interested. ÒNope. The teeth run in the genes.Ó He smiles big, showing them off. ÒDid Kakashi ever have braces as a kid?Ó The question issues such a funny image that I burst out laughing. ÒWhatÕs so funny? And I donÕt know. I just meet him two years ago.Ó ÒSorry. Just the image. I wonder if he was one of those nerdy kids with the big glasses, braces, and pimples.Ó That starts me laughing again. ÒWhatÕs gotten into her?Ó Kakashi has once again graced us with his presence. ÒItachi, did you bring drinks? You did didnÕt you? all right funÕs over Sakura.Ó I whine. ÒNoooo, Kakashi! DonÕt be like that. Let me play.Ó I finish off my fifth drink and I slap the bottle down. Òall right, letÕs play strip poker!Ó I smile over at the guys. ÒAs much as I would love to, itÕs bed time for you Sakura. Tomorrow itÕs time to work, work, work!Ó ÒYou never let me have any fun!Ó This times its ItachiÕs voice that catches us off guard. Kakashi rolls his eyes and I roll on the floor, laughing. ÒCome on Sakura, letÕs make it to the bathroom.Ó Kakashi is carrying me to my bedroom, and I feel like I am going to barf. ÒKakashi. Kakashi I donÕt feel good.Ó I moan. ÒWell you shouldnÕt have been drinking so much.Ó All of a sudden I feel the bile in my throat, and I throw up all over him. ÒOh shit! Kakashi iÕm so sorry!Ó I begin to whimper. ÒItÕs fine. LetÕs just get you in bed.Ó I am completely surprised. Has...has he changed?! WhatÕs going on? The bed feels warm and inviting against my pasty skin. Kakashi busily pulls my slippers off. ÒHere, crawl under the blankets.Ó He holds the covers up while I snuggle underneath. He smoothes my hair off of my face gently and I feel the heat of his hands on my cheek. ÒGoodnight.Ó He whispers. ÒNight Kakashi.Ó I lay my head down on the pillows. Kakashi turns off the light and heads for the door. Right before he shuts the door, I manage a tired whisper. ÒKakashi?Ó I hear him sigh. ÒYes?Ó I grin nervously. ÒThank you.Ó I hear nothing for a bit and I wonder if he is already gone. But then I hear him say, ÒAlways a pleasure Sakura, always a pleasure.Ó