Stairwell
Number Six
"Remember that time we were stuck in a
stairwell for two days?" Sakura chucked, nudging his side.
"Could I ever forget Naruto walking in on
us like that?" Kakashi sighed, frowning.
They really should have been more professional,
but after more than thirty-six hours hidden in a stairwell, waiting to ambush
an enemy that never came, you forgot certain things.
"I
don't think they're ever going to come, Kakashi." Sakura complained,
swirling the small amount of water that was left in their canteen.
"Naruto
would have given us a signal," Kakashi replied, pointing to his radio.
"It's
been silent for the last ten hours. It's broken," she pointed out,
frowning.
"He'll
come then," he replied with a shrug.
He hated
being stuck here for so long, but he would remain quiet. Being moody himself
would only make Sakura's temper flare.
"How
about we do something to make time pass?" she offered, standing on her
knees and facing him.
"What
did you have in mind?" he asked, eyeing her curiously.
Much to his
surprise, his girlfriend straddled him and pulled his mask down before pressing
her lips to his.
That was
definitely a good idea.
Until
Naruto did come to tell them that their target would not be coming.
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