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Chapter 3: Overlapping Existence

Sakura threw her things on the floor and decided to fall down on the bed. Landing on the soft covers, she tried to search for a pillow with her hand. When her fingers got hold of the soft cotton, she lifted the small rectangular thing over her head. She never felt so embarrassed her whole life. She really did hate the ANBU after all- their attitude, their narcissism and their carelessness. She hated everything about them. Unable to contain her frustration against the bunch of masked men, she tried to shut her eyes tightly and turned a couple of times on the bed, finding herself a good position. Thinking of all the things she would have to finish before the day breaks made her feel exhausted. Only then did she feel the soreness of her muscles and her weariness from the job. Unable to resist the urge to close her eyes, she did and only then did she felt relaxed momentarily.

Her dreams never really contained good ones. Ever since the incident ten years ago, she never really had great dreams. After he left, one problem piled up one after another in the village. He must have it really easy to never think about it. Unlike her, since she was always close to the Hokage, she partly carries the stress of her everyday life. Not to mention, being a proxy for her to some of her meetings.

 Right now, her dream is still the same. It’s always Sasuke’s back, slightly looking towards her way before totally walking away. Until, unlike any of all her other dreams, the man with the darkest of hair stopped walking and turned around completely, staring at her green orbs that reflected the man himself. Sasuke was looking at her. Before she could react any further, Sakura lifted a hand with a kunai at the skin of her late night visitor. The man held the kunai with his fingers and slowly pushed away the blade in a different direction.

“What are you doing here?” Sakura broke the silence first. The man with the peculiar cat mask stared back at her from the eyeholes of the accessory.

“You were moaning.” Sakura immediately flushed a deep red before she finally got the pillow at her side and threw it towards the man who did not need any skill to dodge the flying object. Sakura was sure he was smirking behind that mask.

“I just wanted to hear those lewd noises better,” Sakura deepened her frown, which seemed to delight the man next to her. She would have gotten out and attack him only to notice the blanket that covered her body. It wasn’t there before she went to sleep. ‘He must have gotten it for me…’ she thought.

“Just get out.” She ordered as light as possible. The man moved without any hesitation, but instead of going away, he closed the gap between them despite the kunai that was in front of her.  He sat down, with his knees of the hard planks before he spoke again.

“You sure? It seems you’re sexually frustrated… I’ll help you.” Sakura threw a hand towards him, which he caught again with ease. “I’ll do it instead of Sasuke.” Sakura’s eyes widened as she look back at the person in front of her. For a moment, she felt that he wasn’t joking at all. If he thought it was funny, she’s going to be annoyed. It wasn’t a good joke. He had no right to speak his name at all.

“Get out-” Before she could react any further he already pushed her down. Her face was that of a surprised and defeated female dominated by an alpha male.

She started to feel a little weird after feeling the heat of his body on top of her. It brought her a type of secret pleasure that seemed a little inappropriate for the situation right now. She hated how he seems to have noticed that.

“Sakura,” he started. “The Hokage’s worried about you not only because of that unknown pursuer but also from your pathetic lifestyle.” She looked away from the cat mask that was inches away from her face. He didn’t need to tell her about that. She perfectly knows it already.

“Go away.” Her voice was low.

“Really? Do you want me to go away?” Sakura was surprised when she hesitated. After a few more seconds, she decided not to answer to that.

“Relax, I’m not going to do anything to you,” he stood up and went further away from the bed. Sakura almost felt disappointed but shrugged it off instead. Why should she feel that way? She didn’t like him. He was just an existence that seems to overlap with Sasuke.

“Although, if you want someone to make you feel like a woman. Just say my name.” After a few mere seconds, he disappeared as if he wasn’t in the room in the first place. She covered her face with her knees. She can’t believe that all of this was happening. Her life didn’t feel as peaceful as before. Her heart certainly wasn’t.

 That night was still young. She woke up after a couple more hours of rest. She took a bath and ate dinner. She looked at the mirror as she dried her hair. She was wearing mid-thigh black shorts. She was also wearing ¾ black cotton nets covered by a soft red hoodie with front pockets. She left immediately after wearing her training shoes. She jumped down the almost empty roads and up silently in the rooftops of the houses that led to the training grounds with the waterfall.

She arrived there shortly. She looked around and found the empty place relaxing. She went directly in front of the waterfall and sat down in front of it. She started to steady and focus her chakra. Surrounding her was a circular trail of her chakra.

Rikuto hid perfectly at the top of a tree observing the beautiful kunoichi train herself. Her hair fluttered about her back and each strands seemed inviting. He smiled to himself as she slowly loosed focus. She stood up angrily and shouted hate curses. He particularly liked what she said last.

 "Damn you cocky Anbu!” 

"So you were thinking about me after all..." he suppressed the need to giggle and continued to watch his pet towards the break of dawn.