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154Chapter 7

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Naruto or any of it's characters. Kishimoto Masashi does. I do not make any type of profit from writing this fanfiction. This is strictly for my and my readers' pleasure. The Japanese language used in this fanfiction is translated by Google.

CLAIMER: I OWN Yami Uchiha. Do NOT steal.

RATED: R and is subject to change.

WARNING: This is going to be an YAOI/MALE+MALE story.

BETA READER: None; so there will be errors that I miss.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The scenarios involved in this fanfiction are fictional. The main character may also strike readers as a Mary/Gary Sue. If this fact bothers you, turn back now. Construction criticism is welcomed. No flames.

A/N: I also have this story posted on my Mibba account titled Kumo no Su De.

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

Hand Signing

~oOo~STORY START~oOo~

The dinner table was filled with enough food for a family of Akimichis. While Naruto and Sasuke argued over who could eat the most, Yami glanced at the blushing Haruno girl who was eating small amounts of food.

Is the food not to your liking? Yami signed discretely to the blushing pinkette.

She froze at being confronted by her crush's cousin.

I am…on diet. Sakura signed back, if her signs were a little messy, Yami did not mention it.

Diets are nonexistent in the shinobi world. Your body needs the extra calories in order to mature and to be able to perform jutsu. You will not get fat from eating, Sakura, training will see to that. Yami signed back while taking a sip of his miso and tofu soup.

Sakura's blush darkened, but she began to eat with renewed vigor. Later after the dishes were washed, Yami walked Naruto and Sakura to their house. In his right hand, Yami carried a large wrapped bento that he had packed leftovers in for the silver haired jonin who did not join them despite standing outside the house for almost an hour. Since Naruto lived closer, the blonde was the first one home. Parting ways, Yami proceeded to walk the pinkette to her house.

Why do you like Sasuke so much? Yami asked, figuring that this was as good of a time as any to steer the girl clear of her fan-girling.

Sakura's blush returned.

"Because Sasuke-kun is cool and hand—" A hand on her shoulder interrupted her.

What made you want to become a ninja?

Sakura's green orbs blinked in surprise at the question. Her immediate response was because of Sasuke, but she knew that that was not the case.

"When I was younger, I witnessed a Kunoichi saving a boy who had stumbled upon a busy training ground. Ever since then, I wanted to become someone a strong as her." Sakura stated softly.

She looked up when Yami patted her pink hair.

I will make you strong, but this works as a two sided blade. You cannot be distracted by your crush on my cousin. The life of a shinobi comes first and foremost. I am not saying that you cannot like Sasuke, but in order to become stronger, you must work hard and be committed. Yami signed to the girl.

Sakura looked doubtful until she noticed the curve of Yami's lips underneath the wraps. Her face flushed as her heart raced, before she nodded.

"I'll do my best, Yami-sensei." Sakura promised, not fully knowing what hardships she was going to endure in the new future.

~oOo~

Leaving after Sakura was safely inside her home, Yami made his way to a certain silver haired jonin's apartment. He could feel his chakra signature inside moving around, so Yami did not feel guilty about waking the man up by knocking. A few seconds later and the door opened to reveal Kakashi without his hitai-ate and jonin vest. Yami held up the wrapped bento and pushed it against the man's chest.

Next time you should join us instead of thinking about it outside the house. Yami signed, smirking at the silver haired jonin.

"Maa, Yami-san, you didn't have to go through all the trouble." Kakashi said, rubbing the back of his neck.

The only trouble I went through was the Fourth Shinobi War in the dining room between chopsticks and sushi rolls. Yami signed, letting out a silent huff.

"Sushi?" Kakashi asked, stepping away from the door and setting the bento on the counter.

Yami took that as an invitation and closed the door behind him. He watched as Kakashi unwrapped the bento and opened the first layer. The nigiri rolls caught Kakashi's attention like a beacon in the dark. In the second tower tempura was placed neatly beside nori wrapped omelet and other steamed vegetables. The last tower was filled with two different types of rice. Fried and bonito flaked rice was separated down the middle with nori flakes. Kakashi had Yami's hands in his before the ravenette could blink.

"Marry me, Yami-san. You'll make the perfect house wife." Kakashi stated with a heart-shaped eye.

Yami answered his request with a stomp to the man's foot. Kakashi chuckled as Yami left his apartment in a shunshin.