edited and improved Fantasy
Laying together in a tangle of limbs and blankets, shadowed with pre-dawn gloom, the lovers were awakened by the incessant chirp of the alarm clock. A pale arm reached out groping for the clock while another smaller, more feminine one reached for the kunai stashed in the headboard. Moments later, clock attached to the wall and blissfully silent, Sakura lay sprawled on Kakashi's chest.
“You know, I think I'm going to stop working at the hospital and become a baker.” She idly stroked a scar on Kakashi's chest and spoke to his shoulder. “What about an underwear model? I could make a killing.”
“You're too short.” He softened the comment with a grin.
“No I'm not. In heels I could easily be 5'10.”
“Only if they were five inch heels.”
“Damn it! Would you give a little?” Sakura poked him in the arm in retaliation.
“So...a baker? You could do that, I guess.” Kakashi cringed mentally at her baking skills.
“I can cook. Baking wouldn't be any harder.”
“Sakura, regardless of your soon-to-be new profession, you still have to go to work today.”
“Noooo!” Sakura dropped her head to his shoulder moaning.
“Really.” He asked, threading his fingers in her hair. “ Is it that bad?”
“Kakashi, it's Ibiki.”
“Oh?”
“I have to give him his yearly physical.”
“Ah.”
“A FULL physical.”
“You don't say.” Kakashi pondered the implications of a Full Physical, Ibiki, and his personal medic. “You're smart. I'm sure you could become a horticulturist in Snow Country.”
“Or Tea Country. I'm sure there could be a demand for a horticulturist there.”
All is quiet for many minutes, each lost in their own thoughts. Sakura propped her chin on Kakashi's chest, looking him in the eye.
“What if I call in sick?”
“You're a medic.”
“Gah! Think of something genius! I don't want to see Ibiki naked again.”
“...I have a two week mission to Moon Country. You could get some plants to...dry or study from there.”
“I can be packed in ten minutes.” Sakura jumped from the bed, leaving Kakashi to ponder on why she had to see Ibiki naked the first time. Shuddering, he pulled himself out of bed, desperate to get in the shower.
Pakkun scratched on the door of Tsunade's private chambers before letting himself inside. After a bit of sniffing he found her sitting in the kitchen enjoying the sunrise and some tea.
“She took the bait?”
“As of thirty minutes ago Haruno Sakura is officially unofficially on vacation, without her having a clue. Really, kids these days.”
Tsunade smiled and patted the chair next to her. Pakkun jumped up and allowed the woman to rub his soft bouncy paws.
I'm kinda happy with this one... anyway I posted version 1.0 awhile ago.