So I thought of this while in the shower, which is very weird but anyways.

This is my fourth shot at a Kabu/Saku the other three didn't work out but I like this idea and I hope people do too.

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Have you ever looked at a blue sky?

Only to see red?

Have you ever took a shower to get clean

Only to come out filthier?

Have you ever been the fattest person in the world?

Only to accidentally cut yourself on your too sharp hipbone.

Have you ever been gold?

I once was a beautiful lavender color with shades of white,

Until it too went like other colors, dull, emotionless, not as vibrant as before.

"Sakura" a professional familiar voice said breaking me from my thoughts.

I took my eyes off the spot on the wall to look back at the speaker of the voice; he had long straight white gray colored hair that was pulled back in a loose ponytail. Simple metal-rimmed glasses perched on his nose making his already big black eyes a bit bigger.

All of the thoughts were I, from the sky to the jutting out hipbone and resting on the not-so-important colors.

Oh yea, add 'In love with therapist' to my list.

My therapist, Kabuto Y. twenty-six, status single, enjoys making people feel better smiling while closing his eyes picturing a beautiful woman I would become, or so he says.

Oh yes me, well I'm Sakura Haruno fourteen pink thin brittle ugly hair, too big of green eyes, too skinny but too big. Enjoys getting the nurses and doctors in a fuss loves a good challenge, currently living in Butler Memorial Hospital, for the mentally ill; loves to fantasize about Dr. Kabuto in the dark night before going to bed.

"Sakura how was your day so far?" he asked sincerely

"Great sharing a room with a fifty-seven year old woman who eats grapes off of the kitchen walls is the best thing I could ask for." I'm sarcastic I hate ruining his day.

He just smiled sincerely and leaned forward in his chair so our knees touched "Come on something good must have happened today."

I looked down at my stick figure legs and bony ugly sticking out knees that were showing from my simple white dress with inch straps on the shoulders that reached mid-thigh.

My legs looked like seven years old against his strong muscular legs that showed from his dressy tan-brownish pants.

"I think I'm insomniac, I can't sleep, what if I faint from lack of rest and I never wake up? Has it happened before could it happen?"

He laughed lightly hearing me rambling like the child I am "I can subscribe to get you sleeping pills to help you sleep if you want."

"No, I like staying up I have more time to think."

He pushed his glasses up slightly only to have them fall back in the same place they were last time. "And tell me what have you been thinking about?"

I looked down at my short skinny fingers in my lap along with the back of my hand, you can see in detail every bone that runs down my fingers to connect to my wrist, disgusting that's what I am. "I thought about this bird my mom used to have when I was three, its name was Sunkist it was red with black face and an orange beak. My mother loved that bird, more than me. I remember when my mom called dad a whore and he hit her, she let the bird free while crying."

Kabuto nodded and moved his right knee slightly causing the friction on his knee to slightly move my knee, "Any particular reason for thinking of the bird?"

"Well the thing mom didn't know was that it came back, I coaxed it in with crumbs and berries while it was perched upon my sill, then I smashed it's fucking head in."

Dr Kabuto nodded "Why would you do kill the bird?"

I looked around uncomfortably, like we were talking about something of importance "Because one time when this bird had a broken wing, I saw her break off it's neck, she'd do the same thing with Sunkist, the bird was beautiful so I saved it from being fooled and killed it off quickly."

Kabuto smiled slightly "Your beautiful, Sakura Haruno if you would only see the beauty I see."

Later that day I sat on my bed alone in the white starched room I stood up and took off my dress leaving myself in underwear.

I walked in front of the full body length mirror trying to see what he sees.

Beautiful was the LAST thing to call me.

I was skinny, if any teacher was teaching how many bones are in a human body they could easily counted out how many just having me there starch naked.

My stomach was empty as always it dipped down like a drained lake only to come back out for my hip and pelvis bones.

I was as flat as a board, or as others would say 'Nipples on ribs'.

I imagined instead of the mirror, but Kabuto looking at me gazing at me lovingly telling me I'm beautiful while lovingly caressed my detailed ribs counting while his fingers skimmed lightly a crossed.

I imagined my skinny fingertips touching his silkily long black eyelashes.

Clicking heals in the tiled hallways snapped me out of my fantasizing quickly hiding my dress under the blanket while tucking myself inside the blankets protection just in time to hear the door open and a woman whisper "Checks."

My heart hammered against my weak bones from almost getting caught.

Closing my eyes I thought about Dr .Y. and I sitting close with our knees touching just to have my father walking in, I'd say 'it's not what it looks like he's just trying to pry into my mind to see what's wrong with me.'

He'd leave angry and outraged for me doing something innocent only to have him turn it filthy and disgusting with his perverse.

He made everything filthy my father, he made mom kill herself, he made me be too skinny, and he made me burn my inner thighs last year with gasoline and a match.

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Sam