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He had noticed the trend and been highly suspicious.

And for Morino Ibiki suspicious was usually 98% correct

Talented Kunoichi were attacked. It was extremely thought out with the women caught at the end of missions with low Chakra levels unable to fend off numerous attackers. Every single one of them raped multiple times by at least three to five men. The women were all in their mid-twenties or older but it had been growing concern for the intimidating Shinobi, especially when none could identify an the similarities were obvious and the battle hardened Kunoichi were bitter but recovering, happily plotting revenge.

And then the acting Hokage had said those damning words and he knew he was right.

"We must ensure that the next generation of Shinobi are of good stock, strong, powerful and loyal. We must not fall into the trap of complacency and find ourselves without in the coming years, especially as so many good men have been lost."

Slowly he had seen how even the worst male Shinobi was picked over the female, Kunoichi missioins becoming more degrading. It was subtle, so much so that if he didn't have the mission copies he wouldn't have noticed or been able to predict what would happen. To the outsider nothing would seem amiss, only once up to Special Jounin and ANBU level was it traceable.

So here he was after months of work finally able to get them in one place, away from prying eyes or ears glued to the wall.

"No one warned her!

I informed you of what was happening and you all quickly pulled your precious Clan heirs and children into safety, sent off on missions or betrothed for their safety."

Ibiki let none speak, his body dominating the room as his anger came off him in waves and the shadows behind him cast by the candles seemed to rise with his voice.

"It was to be passed along. Did you think her too young or did you not car-"

Ibiki faltered, his eyes narrowing as his long time colleague barely dropped his chin, blonde hair falling forehead. But for Ibiki it was a confession shouted from the rooftops.

"You threw her to the dogs. She was the scapegoat, the sacrifice to appease them." His hissing voice was sharper than any katana and as the so called honourable Clan and Prominent Shinobi family heads stiffened in indignation so did the tiny bit of guilt. The guilt of – better her than mine- that came from what Ibiki said next.

"She was their friend, their teammate. How many lives, how many of your family would be lost if she didn't save them, and you bastards threw her to the dogs."

He was seething, leaning against the wall behind him Anko watched him warily fully expecting him to strike out, checking the time she let him finish.

"Her teammates were gone, sent on farcical missions, her workload increased - the signs were obvious, even the civilians were warning her when they saw her exhausted on the streets. But what does it matter as long as your precious children are safe."

"Ibiki, its time."

With barely an acknowledgement the tall man sneered at the group not even bothering to assure them he would be ready when they needed or that yes he did want to over throw the Hokage. If they hadn't realised that by now they were all retards, but it didn't stop him from never wanting to see the bastards again.

Following Anko out the door, he sighed heavily, checking the time with a grunt and quickening his stride.

"Any word on the team?"

"Still months away." Anko replied.

"No more attacks." A large hand reached up to massage the back of his neck, before sharply turning left and right to crack out the kinks.

"Not since."

"Bastards are waiting."

Looking around Anko spotted a trusted ANBU and relaxed slightly. Loyalty and horror had been rampant through ANBU when they realised what had purposely been done to the one that saved so many of them, fighting tooth and nail to keep them alive. And the ones who hadn't cared and were slowly found to follow the Hokage were sadly lost on missions, all explainable really.

"She's the prize."

Ibiki grunted in agreement. "Suna's delegation is coming soon?"

"It's been changed again."Anko let Ibiki curse waiting for him to control himself again. "Power is unstable and rogue elements are rising etc. ANBU team sixteen will be in range next week."

"Make sure he knows."

Unspoken but felt as the air grew heavy was the – maybe he can do more than we can. With communications outside of the village on lockdown hopefully it would get through.

Reaching the door of his home Ibiki nodded goodnight to Anko ignoring the sympathy in her eyes as he swiftly opened the door and entered, locking everything behind him and triggering the traps. Just as he had his boots and coat off it started.

Striding down to the room the whimpers he heard escalated to full body screams as he burst into the room and enveloped the thrashing body in his large arms.

"Shush I got you, its okay I got you."

He whispered nonsense, until her eyes opened and she saw him, instantly relaxing into his arms as he looked and nodded at her for eyes stared back at him, void and lifeless now that the terror was gone. One arm went around her shoulders and the other supported her heavily pregnant belly as he helped her rise up in the bed, settling her against her and waiting until she fell asleep.

Another night of nightmares, every single night since Danzou had made him Sakura's personal suicide watch, abortion had not been allowed, the old man positively gleeful when he had ordered Ibiki to protect her when he had voiced his concern for her health after returning from a two month mission and spying the young womern holding a Kunai to her wrist.

Watching the pink haired medic sleep Ibiki contemplated his new growing suspiscion. The moment the child was born and Sakura's body was ready the same thing would happen again, the seventeen - nearly eighteen year old with perfect Chakra control and high IQ used to produce Danzou's new generation of Shinobi. Sakura and the other Kunoichi that had been raped by ROOT and the now dead ANBU that Danzou had converted.

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Dia Duit,

I was reading Playing the Game and Catch 22 (both fantastic fics I am annoyed it took me so long to open the damn link and read them) the weekend when this little plot bunny started hopping. I don't know if this will be more than a one shot or little snippets I guess it up to the bunny.

I hope you enjoyed.

Lots of love,

The Rose and the Dagger.