So for a while now I've been wanting to do a fic based on various prompts… recently I found a set of prompts I really liked. Any way, I'm going to attempt to keep these around 500 words… Let's see if I can do it.

Edit: So I've been away from FF for a while. Just found this when I was browsing through files on my computer... I plan on finishing it, or at least updating fairly often :) enjoy!

Coupling: KakaSaku

Rated: K

Disclaimer: I in no way, shape, or form own Naruto, nor do I claim any profit from the making of this fan fiction.

Story © Kimeko-28 FF

Naruto and related characters and affiliations ©Masashi Kishimoto

Prompt: Don't look

Sakura couldn't help the small sob that escaped her throat. The pain was nearly unbearable as he gingerly picked her crumpled, shredded figure from the ground. Her arms and legs ached from the exhaustion of overextended chakra use, and her body was littered with deep cuts and darkening bruises.

Don't look….

Her mind screamed in protest, but her body couldn't refuse his gentle touch… she was too weak to even lift her head, let alone dissent against him carrying her.

I'm too weak, again… too slow, too frail… I'm pathetic.

Don't look at me.

Sakura could barely register the trees flying by, or the speed at which her savior traveled. She held onto consciousness by a thread, fearing if she succumbed to that deep sleep that probed every waking second, aching to overtake her, that she would never wake again.

It didn't matter that she was a disappointment. If she died, she'd never see him again… and that was something she couldn't tolerate. So even if he had to come to her rescue again, and even if she wasn't strong enough again, this was enough… just… just…

Just don't look at me.

As Kakashi neared the gates of Konoha he slowed ever so slightly… and peered down at the barely conscious kuonichi in his arms. She was in terrible shape, he knew, and his heart thudded in his chest just thinking what it might have been like had he not gotten there just in time.

She was so strong… but not even he could have stood against such an opponent unscathed.

Slowly her closed eyes opened, registering the change in pace.

His eyes searched hers, begging for answers to his questions. Why had she gone looking for death? Why had she risked his life by chancing her own? Didn't she know he couldn't live without her?

As if pained by his scrutiny, tears welled at the corner of her eyes. Squeezing them tight, attempting to block the testimony of her emotion, she spoke, her broken voice coming in small short pants of effort.

"Kaka…shi…. don't... please…"

Kakashi slowed his steady pace, stopping in just in front of the large red gates, welcoming them home.

"Don't speak Sakura. Whatever it is… it can wait. We're home. You're safe… nothing else matters."

Sakura opened her mouth to object, before closing it in obedience.

Something in his tone stopped up any protest to his words. Her throat constricted tightly as the tears she had attempted to quell rushed forward to spill in a waterfall of emotion, breaking past the dam of her heart, showing again how very weak she was.

They were moving again… this time a little slower, but with no less urgency, towards Konoha's hospital.

The last thing Sakura could recall was shouting as she was rushed through the halls of the facility on a gurney. Bright lights faded in an out of her vision, but one thing remained perfectly clear… a firm steady hand holding her own.

"Hold on Sakura… just a moment longer."

Her eyes traveled up to catch his, as fresh tears traveled down her face. She squeezed them tightly one last time.

Don't look…

Don't look at me.

AN: Woot! 533 words. Not bad eh? Anyway… hope you enjoyed… there will be more to come! Up next: "They'll never know." Mmmm… even I can't wait! XD

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