Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Docile Creatures ❯ Chapter 1

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

By: Felix02

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Summary - Another Kakashi/Sakura story including sex, lies and seduction...well maybe not sex, but the others apply. Need I say more? Okay so maybe I do. The summary is inside, I promise.

Let me say up front that this is not a AU story. Sakura is a ninja and is/was on the same team as Naruto and Sasuke (Team 7, still), but Kakashi wasn't their teacher. As well, she still trained as a medic-nin under Tsunade. Okay...now onto the summary:

Injured on a misinformed mission, Sakura (a Chuunin) is given a mission by Tsunade to take care of Hatake Kakashi's little boy (explained latter in the story) since the he is always off on missions and is in dire need for someone to take care of his child. Sakura, at first, refuses but eventually agrees when Tsunade tells her that is still too injured to go on any real missions for a while. And while Sakura forecasted that his child would bring her trouble, the father, the so called Copy-nin, well...he ends up being more difficult then the child himself.

Give it a try!

Docile Creatures
Prologue
Felix02

Sakura laughed, hard, even going so far as to hold her quivering stomach. "You can't be serious, can you, Tsuande-sensei?"

The older woman never blinked. Sakura laughed again hoping against all hope that she was in some weird, staged dream. Her! Her of all people to be a nanny of sorts to the legendary Copy-nin's kid. For the life of her, Sakura couldn't believe this outrageous mission. She was not an invalid. True she was injured, badly still retaining some of her more serious injuries, but she could still work at the Konoha Hospital. Really...she could. If she was well enough to walk, by God she was well enough to work.

Work that didn't include taking care of children.

"Sakura, I am serious." Tsunade stated folding her hands together and placing them on her desk.

The pink haired ninja quieted on the spot her eyes narrowing at a dangerous pace, but to a long time teacher it had no affect. Sakura searched for some reasonable explanation as to why her new mission would never work. It was simply impossible. "I don't even know Hatake-san that well, and I seriously don't think he would just let anyone take care of his son."

A curious looked passed over Sakura's face as she said that.

On the matter, she didn't even know the Copy-nin had a son? Who the hell was the mother? Storing the information at the back of her mind, Sakura dully noted to ask Shikamaru because he knew everything on anyone. Or so he said.

Tsuande smiled leaning back against her chair, hands still entwined. "Don't give me that look of distain, Sakura. I may think of you as a daughter, but I'm still the Hokage and as your Hokage this is your mission. As well, the boy is not his son...more of a ward than anything."

"But what about the Jounin exams...last time I failed them, I need to train and-"

"Shush," Tsuande waved one finger. "Your injures still need to heal, Sakura; you're lucky you're even alive after that mission." Sakura's face darkened pushing the memory from her mind. She detested thinking about that day, that mission. She hated when people asked her to relive it by telling them what happened. And she hated it most of all when Tsunade brought it up to push frivolous, Genin missions in her face.

"Besides, with your chakra still lacking there is no way you can properly train yourself to pass the Jounin Exam, and furthermore, on the subject of Kakashi, when I give him my personal recommendation for your," she smiled, "nanny skills he cannot refuse."

Sakura's fist tightened. "Because you're the Hokage."

"Exactly."

She needed retribution. There was no way in hell she was going to sit back and except this mission passively. Oh, Sakura smiled straight into her sensei's eyes, there would be payback.

Coughing lightly before she opened the door, Sakura turned around to face the blond Hokage. "As well, it's not nice for shinobi to disrespect their elders wishes."

Hearing sputtering from the woman, a satisfied feeling covered her stomach.

She felt really good right now. Really Good.

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"Well, I think you should take the mission...though, you really don't have a choice in the matter." Ino smirk at her observation, her blue eyes on a cup of water she held up to the sun.

Sakura anger swelled. "This is the last time I'm ever going out to lunch with you, Ino." She tired to keep her voice in somewhat of a decent toned state since the two were out in public, in a restaurant. And if she were to gain attention - well, the fact of the matter was that Shizune was only a couple of seats away with her new boyfriend and if Sakura lost her temper Tsunade would surely find out.

Sakura really, really did not want that woman to yell to her about decorum. She had that talk one too many times already. But really it wasn't her fault that she lost her temper. Truly it wasn't. It was other people's fault.

"No really, Sakura, it's a good mission." Ino sighed. "You still injured, not outwardly, but, as Shikamaru told me, your body sustained massive internal damage. Everyone was amazed that you made it."

Sakura's face darkened. Why did everyone bring up that? She hated thinking about it, remembering it. Maybe when she was old and ugly she could think back and remember with pride that she survived such an attack, tell it to her children's children with a bittersweet expression. But the scars, the blood on the earth was still too fresh, too poignant.

Why had she alone survived?

She wasn't the strongest. In fact, she had been a Chuunin among Jounin, their medic nin, yet she survived the fight. She had been alone, the last one to remain standing.

She wasn't strong. Why did she survive?

Angry, fury, rage, and guilt all burned in her eyes. Ino, all of them, could be so damn insensitive. She may have been a ninja but she was still a human, easily scared, easily scared, easily hurt.

Damn Ino and her insensitiveness. Damn the Hokage and her pity. Damn them all. But mostly, damn Hatake Kakashi leaving his kid so that she had to take care of the child.

"Yeah," Sakura said trying to keep her baser emotions at bay. "Yeah, it was amazing, huh?"

Ino's eyes widened. "Sakura...I'm sorry...I never meant..."

"It's okay, really." Sakura stood, her spine erect. Ino lowered her face, shamed. How could she have been so stupid to bring it up? Nevertheless, if she had the chance to do it over again, she would not have changed a word. Blocking a memory did not help to heal; Sakura should have known that.

Ino took her friend's hand in her own. "Take the mission, Sakura. It isn't degrading. Take it and be content for now at least."

Sakura frowned, but Ino persisted. "Maybe a child can help you heal in two ways. My mother always said that a child's smile healed better than the most powerful of medicine."

Sakura nodded for the sake that she could only do that. Arguing against Ino was a futile mission, not even a top shinobi could defeat Ino's mouth. The best plan laid in the idea to just shake her head and agree with no more debate and then this little conversation would be over and she could go home and sleep and dream up a plan on how to change the Hokage's mind. If that worked, she would have a book published. It would be named: How to Change a Hung Over, Gambling Addicted Hokage's Mind 101.

She would make millions.

Ino suddenly slapped the table brining Sakura out from her revere. "Good! Now that you understand, I have to go and find Shikamaru. Goodbye!" And like that she was off, the cafe door slamming behind her and a faint gust of wind brushing Sakura's hair. Green eyes were wide at the intensity of her friend's removal, but with a sigh they closed.

Paying the waiter her share of the meal, Sakura stood feeling more exhausted then she had in weeks. Not even while recovering had she felt so fatigued, only pain rested there. Maybe her body was trying to catch up on all her sleep, meaning sleep without pain ever constant at the back of her mind. A sleep free from dreams.

There was presence behind her both familiar and strange and Sakura felt her brows knit together.

"Are you Haruno Sakura?" A deep, dry voice asked from behind. Sakura's eyes flashed open, but she refused to turn around. She traced the voice over in her mind trying to match it to a face. Nothing came to mind.

Pushing her thoughts from her mind, Sakura turned around only to be face to face with a man with spiky silver hair and a black face mask. Oh shit...

"Hatake Kakashi," she breathed out.

A/N: I know! I know! I have other stories out that need to be finished especially my shorter Kaka/Saku story, and they will be done. I've had a writer's block for those stories, but the second chapter of A Familiar Acquaintance is almost finished. Yay!

This story just dropped into my head and I couldn't get it out. I think Sakura being made to be a ninja-nanny would be quite hilarious. Really this story is for my own twisted amusement, but if ya'll like it that would make it only sweeter for me.

Thank you for reading,
Felix 02