Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Sweetest Victory ❯ I Know What You Did Last Night ( Chapter 1 )

Warnings: Crack!, vulgar language, underage drinking, misuse of genjutsu, het, yaoi, geriatric perviness, not for the weak stomached or faint of heart, don't read while eating XD, spoilers if you're not past the time skip in the manga, possible OOC, but it's not like this is meant to be taken too seriously anyway. :P

 

Pairings: NaruSasu, NaruSaku, SasuSaku, and a hint of KakaSaku

 

A/N: This does NOT fit in with the little team 7 thing I've been working on. It was one of those damn ideas that just wouldn't leave me alone until I did something with it. It was going to be a one-shot, but I've decided to break it up into probably 4 chapters. Oh and it takes place post-3 year gap under the premise that Sasuke returns and is allowed to rejoin Team 7. I'm saying it here since it may or may not get mentioned in the actual story. :3

 

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it, and after reading this, I'm sure everyone'll be pleased by that fact.

 

 

The Sweetest Victory

Chapter 1: I Know What You Did Last Night

 

 

Waking up in a strange place was nothing new to Sakura. In fact, it happened quite often. As nins, going on missions meant not always sleeping in your own bed. A lot of times you were lucky to get a bed at all! It was more akin to pull up a tree and attempt to sleep.

 

Then there was always the possibility of waking up in a hospital, which each of the members of team seven had done on at least one occasion. It was just a part of shinobi life. Things were unpredictable at best.

 

What Sakura did not expect was to wake up in the cruddy, little apartment of Hatake Kakashi.

 

She blinked, willing her eyes to focus, as she stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling. `Where the hell am I?' She scanned the items along the wall, searching for something, anything that would clue her in. There! On the desk was a picture of a much younger Kakashi with the 4th Hokage and two other people whom she presumed were his former teammates.

 

`….Okay, I'm at Kakashi-sensei's place, but why?' She winced as the pounding in her head grew worse the more she tried to think. `Am I injured?' she wondered, feeling her head for bandages and sensitive spots and growing even more confused when she didn't find any.

 

`What happened last night? I remember hanging out with Sasuke-kun and Naruto. We were at Naruto's apartment. …..He had sake.' Her thoughtful expression fell as she rubbed her temples in a vain attempt to relieve the pressure. `Head wanting to split apart explained.'

 

She had some difficulty remembering much beyond that. There had been some god-awful karaoke courtesy of Naruto and herself. Sasuke, naturally, had been too cool to participate in such silliness.

 

At some point she'd punched the crap out of Naruto for suggesting they all play strip poker. `Pervert.' The thought almost made her laugh. What had happened after that was anyone's guess.

 

`That still doesn't explain why I'm here.'

 

A snore erupted next to her, causing her body to tense and her eyes widen in horror. In her quick search of the room, she never once checked to see if anyone was with her.

 

`Holy fucking shit!' Inner Sakura screamed in outrage. `I got drunk and fooled around, and I can't even remember it?!' The more logical side of Sakura's brain felt like crying. `I was at Naruto's, and now I'm here. What exactly did I do last night?' Then an even scarier thought entered her head. `And with whom? What if that's not Kakashi next to me?'

 

Sakura swallowed audibly, steeling herself against the trepidation, and chanced a glance at the person next to her. She never thought she'd be so relieved to see her sensei's naked torso. It wasn't nearly as disturbing as she thought it would be, she realized as she took in the sight of well-defined muscles littered with the battle scars all ninja wore. The view definitely could've been worse, Inner Sakura enthusiastically agreed.

 

His face was still wearing the mask, much to her annoyance, but she was thankful for the sheet covering his lower body. She had no idea if he was wearing anything else or not, and she sure as hell wasn't brave enough to peek. Not at the moment anyway.

 

`At least he won't go blabbing it to everyone.' That thought was probably the only one that gave her any comfort in the situation. This was still their team leader after all. He was fourteen years older than her. She had never done anything like this, and she still couldn't remember even running into him the night before.

 

Glancing down at herself, she noted with relief that she was at least partially clothed. Her top was on but completely open, and her undergarments were still in place. It was then that a few disjointed memories began to filter into her consciousness. She remembered touching herself… in front of Kakashi. Her eyes widened as her face immediately turned crimson. She couldn't remember if he'd touched her or not, but she had touched him, hadn't she? Oh shit. She'd… she'd…

 

She groaned, and her fingers unconsciously went to her lips as she remembered what exactly they'd been wrapped around sometime during the evening's events.

 

`Now's not the time to freak out,' she assured herself. `I have plenty of time for that once I get out of here without waking up Sensei.' Before she could leave, though, she really needed to know one thing. Carefully, she lifted the sheet as she peered down the body of the man next to her.

 

Yep, naked.

 

`This is bad.'

 

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and once again tried to get control of her nerves as her hand slid down between her own legs. Surely if something had happened… well, beyond what she already knew…. she'd remember something, wouldn't she? Her panties were moist, but nothing felt sore. `I would be sore, wouldn't I?' Hell, she didn't know. All this thinking was making her head spin.

 

`Okay, I really need to get out of here,' she reminded herself. Silently sliding out of bed, she began looking for the rest of her clothes. Her shorts were lying on the floor near her feet, but she couldn't find her skirt anywhere.

 

`Where the fuck is it???' Inner Sakura growled.

 

Her eyes darted around the room desperately until they spotted it hanging from the corner of a picture on the wall. She sighed and shook her head as she decided she didn't really want to know how it had come to rest there. She made her way across the room and had just grasped the garment when a familiar voice behind her shattered any hopes of making a clean getaway.

 

“Sakura, come back to bed. You passed out before I could return the favor.”

 

She spun around and suddenly realized her shirt was still open. Quickly she covered herself as her brain began to register what her sensei had just said. Kakashi was sitting up, his eyes smiling at her. Thankfully, the sheet remained in place.

 

“I… I have to go.” It was all she could say. She could barely meet his gaze, her eyes wide and cheeks flushed.

 

“Not yet,” he replied as he pulled the sheet away and moved to stand up. Her hand shot up as her head turned to focus on the door behind her.

 

“No, no. Don't get up. I really, really need to go. Um, we can talk later, `kay?”

 

With skirt in one hand and shirt held shut with the other, she turned swiftly to the door, ready to bolt. `Please, don't let him say anything. I can't deal with this now,' she begged any deity that would listen.

 

She had just made it out of the bedroom and was about to close the door behind her when she heard something. It took her ears a moment to decipher what it was exactly. Laughter. It wasn't coming from Kakashi, though. He wasn't even there, she realized, glancing back toward the bed. The noise grew as the room began to morph into another setting: Naruto's bedroom.

 

That's when she saw them. Her teammates were leaning on each other for support as they guffawed hysterically, no longer able to maintain the genjutsu.

 

They were too distracted to defend themselves, and Sakura was quite pleased with the Naruto and Sasuke shaped holes left in the blond's bedroom wall. She'd have to remember to thank Tsunade again for showing her how to charge her punches with charka, but first, she wanted some answers.

 

~*~

 

“You don't think we went too far that time?” Naruto asked as he offered to help his teammate up from the ground a good 50 meters from the apartment. Ignoring the hand in front of him, he dark-haired teen seemed to consider the thought as he got up on his own and brushed the dirt off his pants. A smirk and shake of head answered the blond before Sasuke even spoke.

 

“Sakura's use of genjutsu is well above our own. I know you're used to losing, dead last, but I plan on winning this little bet.”

 

“Asshole,” he grumbled as he twisted his body, popping his back. Crashing through walls hurt! “I want to win, too, but she is our teammate.”

 

“Oh, I don't doubt she'll be pissed for a while,” Sasuke laughed. “You know she's plotting revenge as we speak. But don't forget this was all her idea.”

 

“Yeah. Yeah,” with a wave of the hand, the blond responded.

 

The sound of a door closing caught their attention, and the two looked up to see Sakura quickly bound down the steps of the apartment building and over toward them. Naruto noticed with relief that the vein in her forehead appeared to be protruding less than it was a few moments ago. Maybe they'd be able to walk away without getting the crap kicked out of them again.

 

“Okay, whose idea was that?” she asked with a raised eyebrow, unable to stop the shudder that ran through her body. Her focus shifted between the two silent teenagers who looked quite pleased with themselves. She didn't miss the fact, though, that they had made sure to keep their distance from her.

 

“I have to admit, you got me with that one. Must be the hangover or something,” she added with a laugh as she rubbed her temple.

 

“So, ready to admit defeat yet?” Sasuke asked coolly.

 

“Ha! You wish. You guys better watch your backs. I've been nice until now, but after this morning, there's no reason to keep playing around. I mean really, Kakashi-sensei? That's just creepy.” She crossed her arms over her chest and eyed them warily. As if on cue, the silver haired jounin appeared behind the sixteen year old kunoichi.

 

“Who's creepy?” he asked with a smile as he peeked up from behind his newest book. A surprised Sakura jumped twice as high as she normally could.

 

“Sensei! Eh heh heh.” She tried to act normal, but with the blush and the extremely guilty expression, she was failing miserably.

 

“Yeah, Sakura. What was that creepy comment about?” Sasuke asked not bothering to hide the smirk. Her elbow in his gut managed to get rid of it, though.

 

“Nothing,” she muttered giving her teammates a sideways glance before trying to change the subject. “So, what are you doing here?”

 

Kakashi eyed his students' grinning not-so-innocently faces for a moment, knowing they were up to something and wondering if he really wanted to know what it was. He shook his head, deciding it would be best to just not worry about it for now. “I was just on my way to get some breakfast.”

 

“Alright! Can we come, too?” Naruto asked.

 

“You can, but that doesn't mean I'll buy you anything,” was the reply from the scarred ninja.

 

“Kakashi-sensei!” Naruto cried, holding his chest as if the statement actually hurt, before turning to his teammates. “So, you wanna go eat? I'm starving, and we don't have a problem buying our own food, do we?” he added as he cast a glance back at Kakashi. Sakura was unsure whether her stomach was really ready for food but seeing that everyone else wanted to go, she nodded her agreement, and the four started off toward a nearby eatery.

 

Sakura bit her lip as she traveled the dirt road a few steps behind them, watching Naruto's animated one sided conversation with the team leader. The effects of this morning were beginning to sink in, and she was desperately trying to clear her mind of the thoughts and images that appeared every time she looked at the man she'd `woken up with' less than an hour earlier. Even though she knew it was an illusion, the images of Kakashi's naked body next to hers just seemed too real. It was harder to shake off than she thought it would be.

 

`Oh, hell. Was I just staring at his ass?!' `Yes. Yes, you were. Freak!' Inner Sakura laughed.

 

She silently reprimanded herself and forced her eyes to look elsewhere. She never thought Kakashi was unattractive really. She'd just never given it much thought with him being older and all. But seeing him up close and personal like that was causing her to consider things she really wished she wasn't.

 

`Damn those assholes!' she growled inwardly, wondering exactly how long it'd be before she could act normal around him again. `They're so going to pay!' The question was how. She'd bluffed earlier about her evil intentions concerning their little genjutsu contest. Sure she knew battle tactics, but she'd never thought to use sex or its implications in an illusion before. It really was brilliant. Must've been Sasuke's idea, she mused, realizing that neither had owned up to it.

 

Chewing on her thumbnail, she tried to think of something they would find horrific to use against them. Her eyebrows dipped in concentration as she ran the possibilities through her head. Naruto wouldn't be hard to shake, since he was pretty much an open book with his emotions. Mental images of the ramen stand burning to the ground in front of her sobbing teammate made her chuckle. Sasuke, though, was another matter. The only thing that she knew for a fact would rattle him, she'd never use. She wasn't cruel. Besides, this little bet was supposed to be fun, not tear the team apart.

 

`Hmm, maybe I should go more for mildly disturbing instead.' After all, it's not as if she found the idea of fooling around with Kakashi emotionally scarring or anything. She groaned, thinking perhaps that was the most disturbing realization she'd had all morning. Naruto heard and glanced back at her.

 

“You okay, Sakura-chan?” he asked with a smile. It appeared to be sincere, but she wasn't fully convinced.

 

“Fine,” she replied nonchalantly. Inner Sakura was cracking her knuckles, though. Just because she wasn't scarred for life after this morning didn't necessarily mean the situation wasn't meant to. `Heh, scarred for life it is,' she decided with a very satisfactory grin. She just had to wait for the right moment.

 

With that decided, her thoughts drifted to the other problem at hand. She still couldn't remember everything that happened the night before. She sighed, knowing there was only one way to find out.

 

“Um, Naruto?”

 

“Yeah?” He noticed the change in her tone immediately and slowed down to walk with her.

 

“What happened last night? I remember some of it, but…” `Oh please, don't let me have done anything too embarrassing!'

 

“Heh. Not much after Sasuke threatened to cut out our vocal cords if we kept singing,” he answered sheepishly. When Sakura kept looking at him expectantly, he elaborated, “Well, uh, we watched some TV, played some cards, that's about it. You passed out on the couch, so I moved you to the bed. What? I slept on the floor,” he added defensively upon seeing the look on her face.

 

“Why the floor?”

 

“Cause asshole was already sprawled out on the couch when I got back,” he grumbled, jerking a thumb in Sasuke's direction.

 

“Sorry. I should've gone home before I got so tipsy. I wonder why Sasuke stayed, though. He must have used up his tolerance for people by that point,” she laughed.

 

“Dunno. I didn't ask. It's not like I care if he felt like staying,” he shrugged. “Maybe he thought that if he left us alone, I'd take advantage of your drunkenness and do unspeakable things to you.”

 

Sakura rolled her eyes. “Pervert.”

 

Naruto shrugged. “Or,” he smirked as another idea entered his head, “Maybe he just didn't want to get left out,” he laughed.

 

“Shut up!” she growled, crossing her arms over her chest in annoyance. Naruto grinned and decided to turn his harassment to another subject.

 

“So you really thought you did something with Kakashi-sensei? Wow.” The disbelief in his voice was obvious. “I never would've guessed you had a thing for older men.”

 

That comment earned him a punch in the face. What she really wanted to do was strangle him for scaring the crap out of her and for even thinking of putting her in a situation like that. But that wouldn't be fair, would it? Sasuke would need to be strangled as well, so she settled for kicking her blond teammate a few times (without chakra because she wasn't that mean.) “I don't, asshole.”

 

Kakashi paused a moment and glanced back at his two bickering students. “It would be best for you two to save that energy for our training session.” With that, he turned his attention back to his dirty book and continued walking.

 

Sakura kicked Naruto one last time before stomping off after Kakashi but not before giving Sasuke a nasty glare.

 

~*~

 

 

TBC