Observational Skills

by Stonecreek

Summary:

Sakura is the best at chakra control in Team 7. What she does with it is decidedly… unconventional. Naruto is dumbfounded. Sasuke is quietly scared senseless. And her sensei? Kakashi couldn't be prouder of his little voyeur in the making. A connected series of 100 word drabbles where Sakura and her team learn some much-needed lessons. Mostly slice-of-life, high T rating. Mature-rated here to play it safe; the worst is some nudity right off the bat and underage drinking forthcoming.

Notes:

Welcome to this little series of slightly-mature 100-word drabbles. I wanted to try my hand at a pre-Shippuden, but still badass, Sakura. All she really has to work with at that point is her mind and chakra control. The original idea was to have each drabble be a lesson in which Sakura exhibits some talent while her cohorts suck at it, but to encapsulate that in the 100 word limit proved tough. So, this wound up being slice-of-life crack/humor as much as anything. It also wound up as my most reviewed/favorited story over at fanfiction.net.

I'm choosing to post it here, a chapter a day, from Memorial Day to Labor Day. The lone exception is today, where the first two chapters are going up. If you want to see what you're getting into, check it out on ff.n; if you're new, welcome! I don't own Naruto nor do I profit monetarily from this work in any way. Now, on with the very-much-longer than the chapter author's note.

Chapter 1: Lesson 1

Lesson No. 1

"Sakura, your nipples match your hair!" Naruto breathes out in awe.

"They're not the same shade, idiot," Sakura starts before cutting herself off, blushing. Not just due to the topic — in her anger she'd risen out of the water, inadvertently giving Naruto more to gawk at.

"You match…" Naruto manages, mouth hanging open.

Sakura takes a painfully long moment to realize what Naruto is referencing. When she does, Sakura's whole body takes on a rosy hue.

"How'd you even see that? It's barely started…" Once again, Sakura's mouth slammed shut, mortified. Apparently, she can't self-censor when Inner's running her mouth.