A/N: This is my new story Memories in the Sharingan. Basically, it is about Sakura facing the new dimensions of the demented world of Sharingan and in her journey, she encounters Kakashi's past. Eventually, she learns of the most private and dreadful things that had happened to him and is determined to save him from the darkness in which many had fell into, for example: Sasuke Uchiha. But as she does this, she finds herself giving into Kakashi's personality and falls in love.

I just gave you a summary of what the story is going to be about and I am not giving anything more than that. I'd appreciate it if you'd check my other stories out and I hope you enjoy this first chapter!

NOTE: THIS IS IN SAKURA'S POINT OF VIEW.

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Tsunade had commanded me do these very actions: Figure out Kakashi's past and find out why he has been so down lately. Shishou has been so concerned of the Great Copy Ninja ever since he has arrived from completing his latest Rank S mission in the Hidden Mist. He was all cut up and bruised and had informed of us that he remembered nothing and why he went there in the first place. These events have worried her and well ... I guess we had to take action. But she wasn't the only one worried ... I mean - I was there the whole time, healing him and patching him up in the hospital. He didn't really talk about anything though. He only spoke of his begging need of to get out of that 'damned' hospital. It was pretty unusual for he has been acting up more lately.

Anyways, I was ordered to take extreme measures. I was unsure of what Tsunade-sama had meant by this and asked for further information. I could remember when she had sighed and told me that it was classified, but I guess she must have trusted me enough because she told me the whole plan.

I was supposed to activate his memories through his Sharingan and get sucked into the dimensions. The ANBU had told me that this activation was supposed to trigger a certain jutsu and that I was supposed to get caught in between it. I was frightened for a moment until I realized I was doing this for a very good friend.

My goal, for now, was to just somehow activate that Sharingan. I think I know how to though. Maybe I could use the dose I had created before when Danzo had been murdered. I tried it before and it did activate the Sharingan, although I don't know if it would activate his.

"Sakura Haruno, you understand that these are highly life-threatening measures that you must take and put into action, correct?" Tsunade-sama eyed me with a very concerned eye and I simply nodded in response. "Good - Well - You know what to do, am I right? This mission of yours will begin tomorrow and will end whenever we gain enough informational secrets about Hatake's past."

"Understood," I muttered unconvincingly, my eyes dragging across the ground.

"If you fail and die in the process, we would partly take fault for your death, but we would have to torture him to continue the mission."

"Understood."

"If he dies in the process, you would be partaken in extreme and painful punishments for failing this. I am sorry to say this but these are all of the consequences if you were to fail. I would be sorry if you screw up in some way."

"I understand shishou," I growled angrily. "I'm tired about all of this talk. I'm damned worried 'bout Kakashi and I don't wanna hear anymore of this death things. I am willing to sacrifice myself in order to save him and I am willing to accept any punishment. Just skip to the fucking end so I can relax and think these commands over!"

The Hokage looked surprised for a second, but then she smiled foolishly. I wondered why she had grinned. There was nothing funny to laugh about or think about. It was just dread that I felt in the atmosphere.

"I forgot that you are no longer a mere genin," said Tsunade, "You are twenty one years old and is capable of doing this. I trust you and I always will."

"Thank you, Hokage-sama," I stated as I bowed my head slightly in appreciation.

"You are dismissed."

III

I walked along a a clear blue stream, having nothing else to do. All there was to think, honestly, but that wasn't enough to keep me satisfied. What if Tsunade was right? What if I would fail and kill myself or him in the process? For once, I actually felt frightened.

Something silver caught the corner of my eye and the bright odd color brought me to a seated jounin beside a dead tree. I questionably looked at the figure, my eyes blurred by the uprising fog. I blinked a few times in confusion and realized that it was none other than Kakashi Hatake.

He was staring out into the open black sky, his lone eye concentrated on the nothingness before him. He looked as if he was in much sorrow and frustration. I just wanted to go over there and help him for a little while... Maybe until I would feel as if I had let go of all of the terrible thoughts.

"Hey Kakashi-sempai," I greeted softly, "Fancy meeting you here on such a dark night."

I allowed myself to sit next to him and began mimicking his action. You know what ... It wasn't too bad - Just staring out into space like this - It felt comfortable.

"Is there something you need?" Kakashi asked, his gaze glued to the starry sky. "I will talk if I have to."

I sighed disappointingly, realizing that he was still in his unusual mood.

"Kakashi, you're the others. Practically all of your friends are concerned," I explained briefly.

"I know I came back in a bad condition, but there's nothing to worry 'bout now."

"Nothing to worry about? There is something to worry about. You came back having no idea of to why you visited the Hidden Mist with wounded arms and legs. Your whole body was damaged and your health was terrible. You worried the hell out of me!"

"...I'm sorry, Sakura. I just feel hated."

"Have you ever thought that you're undergoing depression?"

"It's not depression. It's not. I just feel ... unwanted. Lonely. Miserable."

"Jesus Kakashi. You're scaring me," I whispered shakily. "Stop. Stop talking like that. It's like I don't even know you anymore! Just quit the sad talk!"

"... Sakura, no one could take me out of the darkness I'm undergoing." Kakashi rolled his shoulders and leaned further back into the tree that we were seated against. He closed his single eye and crossed his arms on his chest.

I felt this sudden need to cry. Something crystal clear slipped out of my eye and fell onto his hand. He turned to look at me and saw that I was silently weeping over him, my face dug into my hands. I felt him bring my head to his shoulder, but I continued to cry my eyes out, hoping that this stupid shit madness would end.

I was sick and tired of this 'darkness' nonsense. I was sick and tired of seeing him in such a sorrowful state. And I was especially angry that he wouldn't even trust me or Team Seven enough to help him out with whatever issue he has!

"Please Kakashi!" I cried. "Just shut up and stop talking about this nonsense! I'm tired of seeing you in despair! It pains me and hurts me like crazy!" I dug my head into his chest and wrapped my arms around him, shocking him. "I was supposed to help you out according to Shishou's orders and activate your Sharingan, and I guess now I'm going against the rules. Fuck those commands! I just want to help you!"

Kakashi suddenly gripped onto my neck and spun me around, his hand pushing me against the tree bark. I felt my skin peel and guessed that it was cutting my back open. I winced in pain as he tightened his grip. I was now staring into the dark angry eye of his. I could see that fucking frown of his under that stupid useless mask. I understand why he was furious now. Me and my shitty actions.

"You were supposed to infiltrate my body?" he asked angrily. "And you accept the terms where as if I would die in the process, you would be to take full fault or if you were to die, I would take fault? You accepted those kind of terms? You accepted the mission? The mission to go against my will and take away those special memories?"

Another whimper escaped my lips as he pushed me further against the tree trunk. I felt the air flowing out of my lungs, I felt my heart tighten and twist and flip in continuous motions. I felt my muscles tighten and my bones loosen. I was growing unconscious.

He suddenly shot his hand into my stomach, causing me to spat blood on his masked face. He blinked the blood out of his eyelids and stared at me with hate.

"I trusted you with all my heart and you trusted me. Yet you still go against me and is willing to do something so life-threatening that it would kill me? I trusted you and vowed that I would protect you and the team," he hissed as he jammed his hand against my stomach again, "I fucking promised and yet you break your promise to keep me safe?"

"I never broke that fucking promise!" I yelled. "I cared for you enough and admired you enough that I was willing to sacrifice my own fucking life for yours! I was willing to accept the pain through that Sharingan and I was prepared to die if I had to!"

His hand let go of my neck and I sucked in as much oxygen I needed to revive my lungs to its full well-conditioned state. I coughed and collapsed to my knees, blood dripping out from my back and mouth. That fucking bastard didn't understand how much I cared...

I looked up with weary eyes, only to find him gazing at me with frightened eyes. He looked petrified, scared ... innocent like a lost child. I almost felt sorry for him.

"Sakura, I'm sorry..." Kakashi whispered as he held onto my shoulders. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I swear. I didn't think I'd lose control of my mind so quickly, especially over you."

He continued to apologize as I regained my strength.

"Kakashi," I grunted, "I'd give up my life just to save you."

"That's my job," Kakashi murmured as he let go of my arms. He straightened himself and sat in front of me, his legs almost touching mine. He smiled sadly underneath his mask and said, "It's my job to sacrifice my life for you and Team Seven."

"You did that too many times. It's my turn," I whispered, my hand suddenly glowing the bright green color. I pressed the faint glow against my back and then my leg, my own cells and chakra building up and fixing the wounds. "I want to fish you out of that dark pond, Kakashi...sensei."

"I'm not your sensei anymore."

"It still seems like you are..."

Kakashi chuckled slightly and shook his head in disappointment. "I'm terribly sorry for everything that I did to you Sakura. I honestly didn't know what I was doing. I'm sorry-" He coughed into his sleeve and looked down to avoid my gaze. "I'm sorry."

"You said sorry too many times," I remarked silently.

... Silence ...

Kakashi looked up and held my unoccupied hand. He glared at me with worrying and trusting eyes. "You said that you are to acquire some of my memories? From my past?" he asked slowly.

I nodded and felt my face heat as his came closer. I tried to turn away, but he caught my gaze and intertwined his with mine. We were locked eye-to-eye. It's too late to escape. I knew what he was going to do, but I wasn't afraid. I was ready.

"I trust you that you won't take all of them away," he said.

"I won't. I will only see, not take."

Suddenly, I felt myself drown in complete pain, but after my body became numb, I only felt the concerned gaze of Kakashi Hatake piercing through my mind. I knew I was entering the demented world of dread.