My writing is not the best, so be patient with me: It can only get worse. ^.^ I mean better. I definitely typed better. . It's an illusion.
"What's going on? Kaka-sensei?" The usually loud and boistorous voice of the blonde was dampened and worried, his large blue eyes looking around everywhere as he walked up to the apartment, closer to where at least a dozen ANBU operatives were hovering. He could feel his heart beat quicken as his instructor turned and looked at him, his one visible eye so grave it gave the boy the chills, even in his orange and black jumpsuit. He was normally aloof, "Kaka-sensei?"
The silver haired jounin turned back to the scene in front of them as Naruto finally stood beside him, there was no way possible he was going to be able to put it in soft terms to the twelve year old boy. He would deny it, every single letter in the sentence would be denied if he tried to be gentle, "Sakura left."
"I'm sure she just went shopping or something Kaka-sensei, she'll be back any time, she probably didn't realize how low on food she was until it was time to start cooking. You know how she can be. No need to call everyone we have on ANBU to come search her house."
There was a long moment of silence, "I wish that was the truth, but it's not." The spiky silver haired jounin looked up at the sky, "She abandoned the village, after slaughtering her family."
The blonde snorted, running a hand through his spiky blonde hair, "Come on Kaka-sensei! The only thing wrong with this picture is that you're early for once. Quit being stupid, it's not funny."
The jounin rubbed the metal forehead protector strapped to his forehead as the wind blew up dust, "I'm not joking."
"Sakura can't even kill a bug! But you expect her to slaughter someone? Sheesh, you been drinking again?"
That, that was annoying. He shot him such a steely glare it made the boy pale, that said boy felt his heart start to beat faster. He was going to panic if he didn't get the truth soon, his sensei normally wasn't this bad at humor and if he didn't break out laughing soon he was going to throw up. "We will wait for Sasuke."
Kakashi stood perfectly still, waiting for the other member of their team to show up while Naruto fidgeted relentlessly, wringing his hands together in nervous anxiety all the while pacing back and forth and muttering to himself it was a lie while changing lie out with, genjutsu, night mare, joke and sabotage. Alternatively as he did so. The blue eyed boy with the whisker like marks on his cheeks was so nervous at one point during the fifteen minute wait he did run over to a bush and throw up.
"Dobe, what-"
"Finally!" the blonde screamed at the top of his lungs.
The spiky black haired male turned his eyes to their instructor, dull onyx eyes questioning him with merely a raised eyebrow. "Sakura has left the village, after slaughtering her parents."
"Hn."
"Now that we are all here, we shall see what disaster happened last night after training."
No one was going to believe him until they saw for themselves, that their delicate little girl wasn't so fragile; the worst part was he knew it was his fault. She never fully tried to gain his attention, but it was so obvious she wanted to be trained like her teammates but they all shoved her aside, including him, so Naruto and Sasuke could get stronger, to complete their goals. She never had goals, not real goals and they both knew it. If he had guided her more, if he had watched her grow like he did the other two... would she still have done this? Her parents were skilled shinobi as well, they would have assumed that such a volatile girl was actually a shinobi in disguise, he knew because he had worked with them before. They would have fought with all of their might and she still managed to kill them in probably the most horrific blood bath since the Uchiha Massacre. Somehow, not even the war could compare to how he felt inside and it hurt.
He forced himself to step forward, knowing that a full minute and forty five seconds had passed since he said they would go inside. His body was reluctant to move, trying to allow his brain to deny what it so desperately wanted to deny. He wanted her to come running out of the house as if she had been knocked out in some secret room, he wanted her to come running out of the house crying and sobbing but saying she was alright and he wanted her to come running into his arms as she cried and sobbed, begging for him to make it better as he had done only one other time before. Something he had only done once because it was for a mission, something he should have done every single time he was there. His hands clenched tightly at his side as he stepped onto the front step, this was it, this was the last step.
"If you have weak stomachs, I suggest you try not to look around too much."
He hadn't even noticed that the ANBU had moved to clear the doorway, he hadn't even noticed that he had been heading towards the door until he reached. He saw the blood stains while it was still fresh, he saw the blood stains before they were stains. He saw the bloodied girl and froze up completely just hours before, she had laid a gentle hand on his chest and kissed his cheek and swore up and down that it wasn't him that had done it. That it wasn't any of them. But he knew how to read her, she was a female, she had lied. She had lied through her teeth without batting an eyelash and left... and he let her. He let her because they would have had her killed for first degree murder, for insanity and for betraying their village. He couldn't let her die.
"Kakashi," Sasuke's cold steely voice broke through his thoughts, "what's going on? Sakura isn't strong enough to kill anyone."
But he heard it in Sasuke's voice too, the small tinge of panic that he was trying to hide; that's why his voice was colder than usual. That's why instead of an aloof stance he chose to stand like he was ready to attack and he knew that the sharingan would be blazing fiercely behind him if he so chose to turn around, to turn around and track down the pink haired girl and beg for her forgiveness. But it was too late to apologize, he knew it, the damage was already done and there was no undoing this. Finally he released a breath he hadn't known he had been holding and reached to turn the handle but a pale hand stopped him. Sasuke again.
"Kakashi... we will find her and bring her home."
Naruto was strangly quiet as he stared at the door with such dread and anxiety, still praying that on the otherside of the door there would actually be a surprise party for them, that they had magically made it into ANBU without even trying or promoting from genin. He couldn't quite seem to find a way to make words and his mouth moved up and down before his head finally moved with it, though neither was looking at him, flaring red sharingan and black eyes matched each other evenly as they made a silent promise, beacuse they had already accepted what had happened on a minor degree, on such a minor degree it would never make a difference. But it still had happened. They blamed themselves and each other, that was their form of acceptance, for the moment. Until they no longer needed to accept it.
His wrist twisted, and he willed himself to push open the door. Three male shinobi stared in, two with eyes so wide you could happily set a coffee mug on them, one with tears welling up in his eyes even though he promised himself he'd never cry again. Was this going to be the end of their team? There was no way anyone was going to bounce back from this.
"And lastly, the girl."
"I'm Haruno Sakura and the thing I like is- well... the person I like is..." her jade green eyes slid over to the Uchiha and she tried to keep from squeeing. "Umm... should I say my dream for the future..?" The girl suddenly sobered from her Uchiha dream and she looked around at everything but her new teammates, "I guess I don't really have a dream, now do I? I mean I do, but it's so insignificant it doesn't matter." She sat in thought before she decided to just move on, "The thing that I hate is... is... well I hate being weak I am tired of everyone looking down on my because my forehead is huge and I can't do anything about it but scream and cry." She shook her head, her long pink hair waving wildly, "My hobbies include reading and training by myself."
For obvious reasons the characters within Naruto (except a select few) belong to Kishimoto-san. None of my characters appear in this, however it is extremely AU and OoC and the plot is clearly not Kishimoto-san's plot. It is an all original Kitten plot!