Sakura had known something was diff

Sakura had known something was different about the two boys on her team even before being partnered up with them.The faint figures always standing behind them slowly but surely became something she didn't give a second thought to in the academy, and it was only after being put on a team and training with them that the two people that shadowed their every move became clear to her eyes.The one with Naruto, the kind looking one, he had short hair, and he always wore a blank forehead protector. He'd smile all day, except when he was near the other figure. Then he'd either look sad, pleading or even angry.The one with Sasuke, he was even odder looking. His strange eyes always made her shiver with discomfort. His hair was long and spikey, untamed and wild. He always stood with such confidence, his glare rarely ever leaving the other man.And they both wore such odd clothing…it was so old fashioned.Half of the time, she was too distracted by these odd men to pay attention to the training Kakashi-sensei was giving them.And it got even worse when they finally noticed.When they saw that no, she wasn't looking at the boys.She was looking at them.The kinder one had waved cautiously at first, looking visibly shocked when she slowly raised her hand and returned the gesture, looking away as Naruto looked at her in confusion.The more serious one had just blinked at her, silently scoffing as the other man grinned and made his way over, a faint phantom sensation taking over her hand as he lightly grabbed it and brought it to his lips, speaking words she couldn't hear.He'd been a little disappointed when he'd noticed that she couldn't hear him, but he'd perked back up quickly before turning to the other man and saying something.The longer haired man had looked as exasperated as she'd ever seen him, walking over and repeating the gesture of kissing her hand.He'd walked back off without a second glance, but from then on, they'd both glanced at her from time to time and the friendlier one gave her a greeting each morning.He'd even occasionally fix her stance.He was kind.The more reserved man had actually acknowledged her for the first time without prompting during their mission to wave, his appreciative nod when she'd gotten their tree climbing exercise correct on her first time had drawn a grin from the pinkette and the short haired man.She'd eventually figured out a way to get their names towards the end of the mission, letting the happier man, Asura, guide her hand to write them out.It had made things easier, finally knowing what to call them.Indra, the long haired one, had just sat silently through it all, only looking to her from time to time.When they'd battled on the bridge against Zabuza and his accomplice, Haku, She didn't think she'd ever been that scared before. But a long look from Indra when she started shaking, and a kind smile from Asura had snapped her out of it, the young pinkette gathering her confidence and standing strong against the powerful chakra that the battling jounin kept flaring.