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(teamwork) Prequel: sakura's first time

Uargh, the fluff. XD;;; And i'm not sure I like the end line, i'll fix it later. As always, grammar suggestions plz? ♥

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"Are you sure you're exercising as much as you should be?"

Her father was watching from the bottom of the staircase, leaning against the smooth wooden banister as he watched her take down their traps. Sakura winced a little, and grinned at him guiltily, then dodged quickly as a wire scythed through the air, reminding her to pay more attention to what she was doing.

The first days of their vacation, her father had helped her set up and take down their defenses; but now, more often than not, he only supervised, especially in the mornings. Privately, she thought that he was exercising too much; there was a reason he leaned so heavily on that banister. His leg must be hurting again. But then her mother and aunt were having great fun taking walks all over the place, and he wasn't the kind to complain.

Men were all the same; Sasuke-kun and Naruto always tried to ignore excruciating pain, and as for Kakashi-sensei, she had seen him be utterly casual even when stuck full of blades and half-burned.

"I do my jogging in the morning, and some katas... And target practice, of course."

"Chakra control?"

Sakura winced again guiltily, and coiled the wires around her hand, careful not to cut herself, then jumped off the windowsill. "Sometimes."

"There's a river close by, right? Perhaps you could work on water-walking. Can you run on it yet?"

Sakura's shoulders slumped. "But I only go there with Yumeko..."

Her father was waiting, an eyebrow arched in question.

"I just don't want them to see me doing weird ninja stuff," she ended up mumbling as she handed over the roll of wire.

Her father nodded wisely. "It's hard to have such different skills from your peers."

"Did it happen to you before?" she asked as she climbed back up the wall -- careful to use just enough chakra to stick and not enough to destroy the wallpaper. It was a delicate balance; she was proud of her father's approving nod.

"It's simple common sense. Having talents that others don't have is always difficult."

Sakura sighed in agreement, and reached carefully toward the end of the flash tags she'd stuck to the ceiling. She doubted her aunt would appreciate explosive tags inside her house, so those were mostly disposed outside, under the first floor windows.

"At least Konoha's civilians understand ninjas."

"Indeed. And you won't get out of water-walking training by making me talk."

Sakura laughed sheepishly and dropped from the ceiling with the tag in hand, flipping over to land on her feet.

"I'm good at water-walking. It's just a question of control, after all. I'm good at that," she added with some pride.

"You are. But can you fight on water?"

"Ah--" She didn't know. She'd never tried. Technically, she was sure she could. Once you had the basics of water-walking ingrained, it was just a matter of applying them appropriately. "I guess, if I have to..."

Her father nodded. "It doesn't react like a dirt floor or a tatami. You should get used to the differences now."

Instead of waiting for a real fight, she knew. With a sigh, Sakura nodded. "I'll do that today."

She stuffed the tags inside her pocket, carefully folded, and regretted not being allowed to take her weapon pouch.

"Is it really harder to fight on water?" she wondered, curious. She didn't like asking about his time as a ninja; it seemed cruel to her. But Yukihiro didn't seem bothered; he just smiled a little.

"It's a little like moving on a blanket held taut by several people, or a badly balanced trampoline."

"Oh" She considered it as she held the front door open for him. Water had always seemed rather still when she was exercising on it. Ripples splashing her feet weren't enough to unbalance her. But if you put enough power into throwing someone at the water, and they had to use just as much chakra to stay on the water and not sink... Hmm. She would have to try it.

She lifted a hand to protect her eyes from the rising sun, and walked out after her father. They needed to turn off the perimeter alarms.

"... Did you do lots of fighting on water?" she asked after a few seconds of hesitation.

"Only sparring; our teacher wanted us to be ready -- careful, Sakura."

She nodded; she remembered where the third tripwire was. She picked her way through the high grass by the wall, searching for the triggers.

"We were trained to be messengers. We worked on stealth and speed, mostly."

And now he was a cripple. Sometimes it still pained her, even though he had lost the use of his leg even before she was born.

"One of the ways to go far without a trace was to use the rivers as roads."

Sakura nodded; it made sense. "That sounds smart. Um..."

"Disarm first, and you can ask later," her father commented, smiling slightly. She reddened slightly, ducking her head.

"Alright, alright." She concentrated on her task; it didn't take long, but he was right, it was better to pay attention. "...There, done." She jumped over the grass, careful not to crush it. "I was just wondering if you wanted to come along to the river?" She winced, glanced at his leg. Great idea; as if he wasn't in enough pain already. "I mean, can you still...?"

"I can't channel chakra in my leg, Sakura," he informed her kindly.

She swallowed, looked down at her feet. She'd never thought to ask before. "But, you can still feel it, it's still alive, right? So there has to be chakra in there." That was basic knowledge. So long as there were living cells, there was production of chakra.

Yukihiro shook his head patiently, and she winced. As if he had never thought about that before. "The coils there look more like capillaries than like the arteries I would need for any kind of control."

"... Oh."

Her father smiled at her, a tiny, understanding smile. "Go train, Sakura. Better get it done early so you can have the rest of the day to yourself and your new friends."

She bit her lip; she wanted to apologize for asking. But he smiled again, and then turned away, limping back to the house; and so in the end she just sighed, walked out of the courtyard, and started jogging on the dirt path.

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When she was done with her jogging, her shadow-boxing, and her target practice, and that she finally arrived at the river, he was sitting on a fallen trunk with both hands joined on his cane, and seemed to take great pleasure in watching the scenery. She grinned and went to work.

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When they arrived back home, around ten AM, Sakura was drenched and exhausted, and her father's limp was a lot more pronounced. But it had been a good long while since she had spent so long in her father's company, and it was hard not to grin like a silly girl at the pride she could see in his eyes. Her mother was up and fretting, and it was hard not to feel guilty; but her father diverted her mother's attention easily enough, with a smile and a twinkle in his eyes that made Sakura smother a giggle.

She sneaked off to the kitchen to grab some food, and then went off to look for dry clothes. Her cousin was up, though not dressed, and gave Sakura the mother-henning rant about her sad and dripping state that her mother had been diverted from.

"Anyway," Yumeko concluded her tirade. "Get dry, get dressed, make yourself pretty. We're going to be late at this rate."

"Late?" Sakura wondered as she picked up her clothes.

"We're eating in town today, and after that we're going shopping. Or maybe to the movies. We'll see once we're there. So hurry, hurry!"

"Since when?" Sakura protested as her cousin herded her out of her bedroom and down the corridor.

"Since I decided so!"

Sighing, but secretly amused, Sakura went to take a shower. Yumeko was so bossy sometimes. Ah, well, it was still nice, and anyway she had to use her pay somehow.

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The boys refused to come, declaring that making them go shopping was horrible and inhuman, so in the end it was just Yumeko, her best friend Kimi, and Sakura. Kimi was very sweet; it was easy to relax with her. By the time they left the sushi bar, Sakura was feeling almost as much at ease than she was with Ino. The town center wasn't that big, but there were clothes shops strewn along the streets anyway, and it had been so long since Sakura had gone on a shopping spree.

"Oh no, it's too hot for pants."

"Hey, that's a pretty scarf! Half-price, too."

"Pass me the sandals -- no, the white ones -- yes! Thank you."

"Hm, with your red hair, I'm not sure sky blue is the best color for you, Yumeko."

"Like you can talk -- pink and red, seriously!"

Sakura pouted, and Kimi flew to her defense. "Oh, Yume-chan, you're mean! Sakura's hair is just the right shade to go with pure red. If it was more strawberry-blond, it wouldn't work, but it's a very nice pink."

She giggled, looking from one cousin to the next. "In fact, you aren't very lucky, you two, with your weirdly colored hair."

"What do you mean weirdly-colored?" Sakura protested.

Kimi lifted her hands in surrender. "Oh no, no, I was joking! They're very striking shades. Just rather uncommon, is all. It doesn't make coordinating very practical."

"Yes, Kimi looks good in anything," Yumeko added, ruffling her friend's short blond locks.

"Oh no! Green gives me a sickly complexion. But it goes nicely on either of you..." The girl disappeared between the racks, emerging with a forest green tank top, and placed it first against Yumeko's chest, then Sakura's, comparing. "See? It works on you. Though Sakura might do better with a lighter green -- spring green maybe... Oh, you should buy matching tops, it would be so cute."

Yumeko chuckled. "Why not. But get me a bigger one, this one will only fit Sakura."

"Hey, what does that mean?" Sakura retorted, pouting. Damn it, everyone had a bigger chest than she did.

The three girls started digging in the racks again, looking for suitable tops.

"Hey, how are you related again?" Kimi asked absently as she looked over a clinging grey-blue strappy top with all due consideration.

"Our mothers are sisters," Yumeko replied. "Why?"

"I was wondering if that was why you both had unusual hair. I mean, pink is more obvious, but even you, Yume-chan, it's just too red and not orange or brown enough. Well, it's not the most unusual hair color I've ever seen, but..."

"It's the chakra, I think," Sakura replied as she thought. "High chakra manipulation has weird secondary effects on some genes. What's the weirdest color you've ever seen?" she asked, curious.

"Green," Kimi giggled. "Grass-green. He was our sports teacher in school. I didn't know your mother was from a ninja family, Yume-chan."

Yumeko snorted. "She isn't. Sakura's dad is the one who's a ninja, not her mom. But our grandparents worked at a sanatorium for injured ninjas. Do you think that would have been enough, Sakura?"

Sakura shrugged. She didn't know how much exposure to chakra was needed, she had never met any of her grandparents, and she knew even less about where her great-grandparents had been; it was hard to say. "Apparently, it was."

The shop's bell rang, and she turned around to watch the newcomers, blinking when she recognized Ken and Hiroshi peering over the racks. She waved, attracting their attention.

"Oh, there you are!" Yumeko exclaimed as the two boys joined them.

Ken gave her a disgusted look. "What? We're the ones who should say that! You said you'd be on the square at three thirty and it's past four PM." He scowled, stuffing his hands in his pockets with disgust. "Girls, all the same."

Yumeko rolled her eyes at him. Sakura turned away from their spat to look at Hiroshi. His hair was even more messy than every other day; she couldn't help but grin a bit. He was even worse than Sasuke with bed hair.

"Hi."

"Hi."

Kimi giggled; Sakura blushed, and turned back to the racks. "We're looking for matching green tops, can you find any?" she threw over her shoulder, embarrassed. Now even Yumeko was smirking. Thankfully, Hiroshi didn't say anything; he just started looking with her.

"Green?"

"Yes, for Yumeko and me. Preferably a dark green and a light green..."

Ken rolled his eyes again and leaned against a pillar, watching them. "Hurry up, the others are waiting."

"So who came?" Yumeko inquired as she started her search once again. Sakura listened as Ken rattled off a couple of names she didn't know, along with squinty-dork-boy -- err, Junta.

She was all ready to drop it when Yumeko cried out in triumph. "Ah HA! Those two. They're even the right sizes. What do you think?"

Sakura picked hers and looked at it. it was a spring green top, with a complicated array of fine straps at the shoulders. She was about to okay it, when she turned it around; then she winced. "Um, Yume-chan..."

Yumeko paused on her way to the fitting room. "Hm, what?"

"I can't wear that." She turned it around, fingers at the shoulders to display it properly.

"What's the matter with it? It -- oh."

Ken frowned, rolling his eyes. "What's the matter with it? It's your size, let's get it over with."

Yumeko elbowed him, hissing. Sakura shrugged and gave him an apologetic smile. "The top of my scar will show."

"... Oh."

"Oh, that's really too bad," Kimi empathized, a hand on Sakura's shoulder in a show of support. "It's such a pretty top..."

"Mmh. I'm sorry, Yume-chan, I know you like that kind of top, but I need a little more cloth on me to feel dressed," Sakura added with a laugh, hoping to dissipate the sudden sour mood.

"But you'd look nice with one," Yumeko sighed, and put her top back in the rack. Sakura gave back hers so that her cousin could put it away too.

"Maybe if you grew your hair out..." Kimi commented thoughtfully, and ran a hand down Sakura's hair.

Yumeko nodded. "Yeah, you had long hair before, on the last pictures your mom sent; what happened?"

Hiroshi gave Sakura a concerned look; she wondered what her expression looked like. "Um, Kimi, Yume, it's nice of you to want her to be pretty, but she's already very cute as she is, and... with her job, having long hair probably isn't that practical. Is that it?" he added, looking at her earnestly. "I bet it gets caught in branches and things and all that..."

"Yes," she replied, relieved that someone understood, and blushing a little. People's hands also tended to catch it, but she really didn't want to tell them anything about that.

Hiroshi was a nice guy, really. He was sweet, considerate; not a trait shared by many guys she knew back at Konoha. Well, there was Lee-san -- but, uh. Well. While she admired Lee-san's determination, and was very touched by the depth of his feelings for her, he was just... too much. Besides, he had no awareness of what behavior was socially acceptable; it often made her feel embarrassed on his behalf, especially because she knew that he would never understand why he should be.

And then there were the eyebrows and the green leotards, which were just nails in the coffin, really.

Hiroshi dressed in dark blue sweaters, jeans and t-shirts. Not really stylish, but casual and not outlandish in any way.

And he thought she was cute.

"Anyway, I don't think we're going to find matching tops in this shop, so why don't we come back another day? I'm all shopped out," Sakura giggled, vaguely nervous.

"Alright, alright. Everyone out!"

Sakura followed her cousin, and reddened a bit as she bumped into Hiroshi by accident on the way out.

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Well, it's not the most unusual hair color I've ever seen, but..."

And then there were the eyebrows and the green leotards, which were just nails in the coffin, really.

I continue to really like this story -- it's so cute, and at the same time there is a certain undercurrent of seriousness inherent in Sakura's life and job. I particularly like the father-daughter bonding scene, and the way Sakura keeps noticing Hiroshi. :-)

*edit edit* thanks hon ^^

♥ the bonding scene wasn't even supposed to exist, but then it came. So, "oh well." XD If this follows the loose outline i finally managed to spit out, it will be five or six middle-sized, uncomplicated chapters long tops. of course, i've just jinxed myself. =_________=;; but anyway! it's an easy fic, whenever it comes.

Found another! By the time they left the sushi bar, Sakura was feeling almost as much at ease than she was with Ino. Should be either 'as much at ease as she was with Ino' or 'more at ease than she was with Ino,' though I don't think the latter is what you meant.

I am totally okay with there being more of this story than you intended! I LIKE this story! (And I'm glad it's easy to write so far.)

Heeee. She's so cute as she finally gets to be around "normal" people her age. Cute, and utterly clueless as to how to interact. I love it. ^___^

Hehe. Yah, it's so adorable, I might vomit. XD i'm glad you like ^^

Sakura's always adorable, just in different ways. XD She's kinda like a cat. Nice and playful until she gets pissed, then you're likely to come away shredded. ^_________^

I've said before how much I love this fic, and I'll say it again. Sakura's father is so awesome, and getting to see how she interacts in civilian surroundings (the wallpaper and the shirt) is cool.

And the line about Lee and the leotards made me giggle. *grin*

*is hearted at, yey* ♥♥♥

*^^* if you get online maybe you can make me write more, because right now i'm all stalled and floppy. *sekreetly blackmails, threatening with bunnies*

I really am enjoying this. The interaction with her dad is awesome. And her awkwardness around normal people her age is too damn cute! ^^

I don't know if I mentioned this before (if I did, just laugh at my horrible memory. I do. XD), but I totally didn't catch that Sakura'd had sex before The Night. So when I first stumbled on this, I was all OMGWTFHELLYEAHS! xD Knowing it now and re-reading, I see where it was hinted at, but yeah, totally missed that before. *is dum*

heee.

Well, it really was subtle; and frankly it was an offhand comment because at the time i was vaguely thinking "oh hey, why is the girl always a total virgin and the guy always a stud" and so i threw a vague reference to it. So it's alright if you didn't catch it, not many people did. ^^ hell, I forgot until MommyRogers asked me who she'd had her experience with. XD and if it had been one of the rookies, it would have altered the relationships in Teamwork itself, and i was too lazy to factor that in, so I went the OC route.

Neeee ddn't you use to have AIM? I never see you anymore. ;_;

why is the girl always a total virgin and the guy always a stud
Oh, no kidding. I mean, I can see it if you're writing smut and just wanted the kink of first time sex, but yeah, the whole girl being a virgin by default annoys me, too. ^^

I know! I'm never online for more than a couple of minutes at a time anymore. My 2 yr old is going through a 'I must take my clothes off all the time' phase, and I have to keep following him around to put them back on since he's not completely potty trained yet. I'm tired of cleaning up puddles. u.u

First time sex is really amusing to write, but not when it's assumed that any time a couple has sex for the first time, the guy's so suave and the girl's so innocent. I mean, blergh. XD

Aw! Alright then. Man, that sounds. um. i'm glad I don't want kids. XD;;; I hope he learns to keep them on soon. poor you! *petpetsoothe*

go go daddybonding! ♥ hey, when Sakura gets more training, I wonder if there's anything she can do about her dad's leg...

heh. Nah, it's been way too long, his leg is pretty much beyond repair by now. It was already a bad injury back then. I'd think she would have more luck if she cut it off and grew it back, and that... well, even Tsunade probably can't do that. u_u;

I find the concept of a father/daughter bonding over the removal of traps they're not even supposed to have set up in the first place highly entertaining. It's good that there's someone discreetly backing her up and encouraging her to train more.

Sometimes it still pained her, even though he had lost the use of his leg even before she was born.
btw, it was something I wanted to ask you about; I think it says somewhere in Teamwork (or in Teamwork 2? gah, don't remember) that her father had continued to work as a ninja for a few years until after she was born. It's not necessarily incoherent, there's desk duty after all, handing out missions etc, but I just wanted to know more about it?... *shrugs*

Kimi was very sweet; it was easy to relax with her. By the time they left the sushi bar, Sakura was feeling almost as much at ease than she was with Ino.
I - think it's a little strange. Maybe it's a bit too much? or it's because I feel there's some sort of tension with Ino that has no reason to exist here? *ponders how she reads the fic*

Sakura doing girly things is such a joy it's almost enough to make me want to undertake shopping. Oh, and the top? Smooth, people. Real smooth.

I love the bit about the hair. *bounces* *bounces again for emphasis*

I like how Sakura never manages to think Junta's name before identifying him through his less flattering physical traits. I wonder if she realizes that she's honestly quite lucky in that regard, what with her teammates?... because it's not with Shino's coats and Chouji's cheeks that Hinata and Ino can eye their teammates so satisfyingly. Then again, Hinata does have the Byakugan. *kills bunny* As for Tenten, well. It can't be easy for a girl when both your teammates have prettier hair than you do. Along with your jounin-sensei. (Also, said teammates are both somewhat emotionally trying. I mean, under normal circumstance, compared to the Neji-Lee duo, Naruto suddenly looks like your average way-too-energetic teen.) /rambling

I think that what I like best in your writings is the way that the character's perspective is both factual and very, very subjective; it's particularly noticeable in Sakura's thoughts about Lee. She's so nice it hurts.

I'll stop the novel here. ^^;

(ahaha tephra couldn't even reply to you in the right spot. *mocks her gently*)

-... oops. I changed my mind several times about that, and in this fic, all the references I made about daddy having been a ninja after her birth were changed. But I can't remember if I stuck any in Teamwork proper. ~___~; can you remember where they were? (and if I did mention it in published canon, then oh well, like you said there's still desk duty. XD;; *sucks on coherence*)

-You're right, i was a little iffy about this bit but i wanted a comparison of sorts. they're really nothing like Ino. ~_~ will edit.

Sakura and Junta = ahaha, someone noticed. ♥
... XDDDDDDDDDD indeed. very lucky. (oh, the bunnies the Byakugan has spawned. Almost as much as the sexy no jutsu, I think)

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Okay, I've looked through the Sakura chapters of Teamwork & T2, but I am apparently unable to find any trace of the ref tonight. I'm going to momentarily assume that I've finally pushed my memory too far and will resume the search later, when I'm not actively-looking-for-the-ref-with-hawk-eyes, as it is generally the best way not to find anything. *sigh* *rolleyes* (btw, the Teamwork versions I use when I'm looking for a ref are those published on ffn.)

The Byakugan, like a lot of other bloodline limits and/or jutsus, seems to have been designed specifically for perverted use. (one word: tongue.) (and the Neji/Hinata fight gives a whole new meaning to the phrase, 'undressing her with his eyes'.)

...now I'm wondering even more about the influence of chakra on genes, which is bad, as my worst memory of high school biology was genetics (you know, the one actually useful in fandom).

ehehe ^___^;; it's okay if you don't want to do it, i'll find it myself ~~eventually~~. Once it's on Ffnet i don't alter it anymore, uness there's a huge mistake, in which case i edit all copies. But the ffnet version is, for now, the final version.

I figure either it's chakra, or the bloodlines were CREATED, or it doesn't work at all, because evolution just doesn't work like that. XD

(ahaha tephra couldn't even reply to you in the right spot. *mocks her gently*)

*sniffle* I've been stuck on dial up for a month. I miss my cable internet. :(

I'll be home with my cable by this time next week, thank goodness!

I wonder if she realizes that she's honestly quite lucky in that regard, what with her teammates?... because it's not with Shino's coats and Chouji's cheeks that Hinata and Ino can eye their teammates so satisfyingly. Then again, Hinata does have the Byakugan.

I don't know about Hinata, but I wouldn't want to fire up the Byakugan and look at Shino. The walking talking hive thing squicks me so bad. *shudder*

*thwaps LJ for putting her comment in the wrong place*

Sakura should have bought the shirt, it didn't show the whole scar and a bit of make-up would make it less notable if she was too self conscious (or wanted to make other people less conscious of it.)

But then I have a habit of sticking scars on my characters and leaving them visible (or in one case, using the raised and ragged scar as added texture to a tattoo.)

Sakura doesn't like flimsy tops or showing the back of her neck; most of her clothes so far have a high collar. XD Canonly she's okay with showing her arms, but she doesn't seem to like having large areas of her collarbone and shoulderblades bared. i'm just going by that. ^^

besides, she's not ashamed of her scar, but she's still girly enough that she doesn't want to show it around for people to ogle.

I have more in common with Inner Sakura than outer Sakura I think. *isnotgirly* I don't think I could write IC Sakura to save my life.

I'm also twice her age, the "screw what other people think" portion of the attitude grows stronger as I get older. ;)

I imagine she's got a lot of experience from sparring an' all. ...I wouldn't want to either, but chakra-lined!insects are bound to be less creepy than just looking at them with normal eyes. Speaking about eyes, am so, so hoping Kishimoti will never grab an occasion to remove Shino's glasses. The close-ups on insects during the fights were bad enough.

And anyway, Hinata can still use the Byakugan on Kiba and on the rest of the village if such is her fancy, too. I need to ~~write~~ find a fic where Hinata knows a lot more than her comrades due to Byakugan. And possibly including Neji in the conversation, too.

I realy do like this story. The sotry itself is a slice of life or to say it different a slice of civilianlife through sakura's eyes, yet you haven't discarded her being a ninja and that is very present in the story with out detracting it. You also don't get bogged down in the mundane just enough to give the feel but not enough to make me yawn and want to go to sleep.

On top of all that, i don't know if it is the tone or the sentence phrasing or they way you put it together, but the story itself feels very much of those idealic summer days with crytal blue skys, sparkling water, bright thick green grass being tosseld by the breeze, crisp sheets on the line and sand between the toes, all those things that you look back at fondly through distorted glasses from summer vacations. But the effect isn't heavy handed.

*curls up on you* *loves on lovingly* ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

GAH. You've been writing so much over the past few days and I'm lazy so it's taking me a while to catch up and leave comments. D:

I REALLY LOVE THIS STORY. I think I've said it before, but it bears repeating. I love the OCs, I love love love the way you write Sakura. One of the many reasons you're pretty much the only Naruto author I read.

ANYWAY, ABOUT THIS STORY. Meh. Just everything is love. Really, the Haruna family dynamic is kind of eerily like my own, minus a couple of other siblings. Sakura is so adorable and kickass and agsjflasd LOVE.

And he thought she was cute.

Hahaha, that's a big one in teenage relationships. And if he has Sasuke hair, well. I bet he's pretty sexy. :D

It's alright, you don't have to review anything and especially not in a "timely" manner, and if you review late, this way it makes for a nice surprise. XD

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Well, his hair is about Naruto's length, but yeah, it's kind of a mix between naruto hair and sasuke hair, in sasuke's color. XD Maybe I should draw him... XD

I like it! Hiroshi sounds cute. And the name makes me think of Nakano Hiroshi (Hiro) in Gravitation, which is always a plus. <3

Sakura and her cousins are cute in this chapter. But I have to ask, which scar is she talking about? She's got a lot. Damn, though, if I was a ninja, my friends would know it. The story of the hair and Kin would make for excellent fear-my-wrath-as-a-ninja kind of stories, but that's kinda what Sakura-chan's trying to *avoid*...

Hee. he can be kinda cute, yeah. Sometimes. XD

The scar's been referenced in Teamwork:progression and teamwork:the night, but I've never written the scene itself, only the aftermath.

Alas! Sakura is girly and still thinks that scars are ugly. XD She's proud of what it means, but she still doesn't like to show it off.

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