.:Risk:.:KakSaku:. Chapter 7

Naruto POV

Kakashi-sensei was acting strange. He seemed angry whenever anyone talked to Sakura and he was glaring at me when she had hugged me earlier. It wasn’t like him at all and it was scaring the heck out of me.

‘Kit, I think that Kakashi has a thing for that girl.’

‘What girl? Sakura? Don’t be ridiculous Kyuubi!’

‘I’m serious.’

‘So am I!’

Kakashi wasn’t in love with Sakura! He couldn’t be…Could he? No way! Kakashi only dated women his age, right? Right!

But Kakashi did look angry with me for receiving a hug. Maybe he was…in love…with Sakura…

‘Hehe… I bet Kakashi enjoys seeing Sakura in that orange bikini! Even more than you!’

‘Shut up! I like Hinata-chan, not Sakura! Sure there is still a little feeling left after having a thing for her for so many years, but I’m with Hinata.’

‘So now Kakashi can try to woo Sakura…’

‘Kyuubi!!!’

‘What? I’m just saying-’

‘DON’T SAY ANYTHING!!!’

Sakura’s Watcher POV</u></i>

She looked…mature. Beautiful even. It had been a while since I last saw her smile like that. Hmm…I glanced at the other two with her and chuckled at the blonde’s spaced out gaze. He hadn’t changed. However, Kakashi seemed to be a little different…

I noticed that there was a feeling of protection around Kakashi whenever he was near the emerald eyed kunoichi. It was surprisingly strong. I also noticed that he seemed to be in a pensive state a lot lately and judging by the look on his face, he was usually thinking about…Sakura?

I had frozen at the very thought that Kakashi was attracted to the girl. Could Kakashi really be attracted to someone so much younger than him? To most it would probably seem sweet, but I found it to be rather twisted.

But I wasn’t here to figure out Kakashi’s feelings towards the kunoichi. No. I was here to complete my goals, which meant recruiting my perfect wife. After a week or so of searching I found her…Sakura. She fit everything I was looking for. She was beautiful, kind, strong, and probably wouldn’t fight me. She was perfect.

Sakura POV

Naruto looked a little dazed. I pointed this out to Kakashi who then joined me in laughter.

“Wh-what’s so funny,eh!?” the Uzumaki questioned loudly.

“Deep in thought, Naruto?” Kakaii-sensei replied sarcastically.

After several moments of silence the three of us burst into laughter. That’s when I felt it again. Someone was watching me, I knew it.

I casually glanced around as to not raise suspicion. That’s when I felt the gaze intensify. It was starting to scare me, the fact that someone was stalking me. And that’s when I saw him. Sasuke Uchiha. I shook my head and the image of the genius Uchiha vanished.

‘Was he really there? Was I just imagining this?’ My head began to ach with all the new questions that had popped into my mind. ‘Was Sasuke really back? If he was, what would I do about it?’

I was confused and a little uneasy, but all of that was replaced with shock when I felt two arms wrap around my waist. I turned my head to see the figure of Kakashi standing behind me. Then I was hit with the realization that he was the one who was hugging me. My face grew warmer as I tried to ask what he was doing.

Kakashi POV

She was completely out of it, so out of it that she didn’t hear Naruto say good bye or notice him leave the beach or noticed that I had carried her out of the water due to the fact that it was getting colder. An awkward silence set in once the blonde left. I shifted uncomfortably next to her as a look of worry appeared on Sakura’s face.

That look…It made me want to take away her fear and comfort her. But how? That’s when it hit me! I’d hold her against me to comfort her!

Slowly and slightly hesitantly, I wrapped my arms around her thin waist which caused her to jump. She looked back at me and a slight blush crept onto her cheeks.

“Kakashi…Wh…?” she attempted to ask, tilting her head a little as she did so.

“You looked uneasy so I’m trying to comfort you.”

Her eyes widened, but then she turned to face me and hugged me in return. Then I heard a sound. She was crying. Becoming alarmed, I said as sweetly as I could, “I’m Sorry. Don’t cry. Please Sakura…don’t cry.”