The clash of jutsus lit the sky, momentarily outlining the silhouettes of my teammates. I cursed under my breath, pushing Kakashi's intestines back into his body with one hand while healing him with the other. The sounds of battle faded as the fight moved further away. Fuck. As soon as Kakashi is stable I'm leaving. I felt the weight of his eyes on me as I worked but I didn't meet them. I wouldn't be able to control my anger if I did. There were a lot of things Kakashi deserved to hear from me, but now was not the time. Would it ever be the time, I wondered?
As I finished healing Kakashi, I grabbed my belongings and rose, turning towards my teammates. "Sakura, wait." I slowed wondering why I even bothered responding to his rasped plea. "The rest is up to Naruto now. We need to be there for him by believing in him." When have you ever believed in me! I shrieked in my mind. How dare he. Why is everyone else but me in this team allowed to confront Sasuke? I continued walking.
Sensing I wasn't on board with today's reiteration of Sakura standing on the sidelines and everybody believing in the power of wishful thinking, Kakashi continued. "Stop Sakura! You could get hurt. Imagine how that would make Naruto feel." Think how Naruto would feel? Why should I? He either didn't give me that courtesy when he announced his grand plan of saving the day was to have Sasuke and him off each other, or he hadn't cared. I wasn't in a supportive mood.
"Remember what happened last time you tried to get between the two!" I remembered perfectly. I remember teammates attacking each other with assignation techniques, both of them registering my presence and neither of them backing down. Not the boy who claimed to love me and not the boy who always rejected my love.
"I can't be there to protect you this time, I can't be there to stop you," he pleaded.
I stopped and turned my head over my shoulder. I finally met his eyes, "Good."