Mask for a Blossom

by Neko9406

Once upon a time there was a half breed demon child who saved the life of a wolf who was not a wolf. This is the early like of Sakura and Kakashi. Ages 5-18 for Sakura and 19-31 for Kakashi.

1. Prologue

Mask for a Blossom

By: Neko9406

Disclaimer: I own very little of this story, but I must say that this story is largely due to Patricia Briggs' Masques. After reading this book I found many similarities to Kakashi and Sakura which led me to create my own story for them. If you believe that I am a plagiarist then please make your opinion known to me so that I can delete this story before it spreads itself anymore then you want it. Thank you and now to begin.

Prologue:

The Wolf stumbled across the open field, his left flank seeping blood, as five animated dead things quickly made their way behind him. With a desperate attempt the Wolf gathered his chakra and formed two Kage Bunshin to distract the dead flesh eating zombies. With a burst of speed he leapt into the forest as the five zombies faced off with the two clones. Three-fourths to his destination he felt one of the clones die, after finishing off one of the zombies, and shortly afterward the other died, taking with it the destruction of two of the remaining zombies. Kakashi grimaced as he suppressed what little chakra he had left and searched for a safe place to hide. The ground under him suddenly gave way as Kakashi fell into an old wolf pit, rotted with age. Two of the old spikes ripped through the wolf's hind legs as a third speared into his right fore shoulder, the rest broke and crumbled under Kakashi's weight. Blood from the wounds flowered on the silvery grey fur and dripped from clumps onto the cool earth.

Am I going to die of this? Kakashi screamed in his mind Am I going to die just because of this? Can I even bare to live another moment more? Death…death is much more preferable to being found and brought back to Him! With a groan Kakashi let his head fall as he waited from the blood to leave his body from its wounds, watching as leaves fell from the great trees of the forest. Sighing he closed his eyes, waiting for death to take him.

In the field the remaining two zombies halted, unable to sense any chakra to lead them to their prey. As one they turned and slowly made their way back across the field to their waiting master.