So, the last chapter was pretty heart wrentching, but that won't be the worst of it. Sorry in advance if you feel like your heart has been ripped out and stomped on…because Sakura's definitely has. T.T
Again, I apologize if I make mistakes in grammar. I just get excited for you all to read it that I put it up as soon as I finish. Eventually, I will go back and fix them, but bare with me. :p
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"Rough day?" Kakashi asked when Sakura walked through the front door around 5:30 that evening.
Sakura nodded. Instead of going straight home after school, she decided to walk around Konoha for a while, trying to forget her run-in with the Uchiha and the way he spoke to her. He obviously still hated her with every fiber of his being. Placing her bag and project next to the couch temporarily, Sakura sighed and slumped into the soft cushions.
Kakashi walked over to her, a hot bowl of soup ready for her. Placing it on the table, he patted her head and sat down next to her. "Sasuke?"
She nodded again. It was strange how comfortable she had become with the silver-haired man. She didn't even consider him a teacher anymore. He had become very protective of her, as an older brother would, or even…a father. Maybe that's why she was able to open up to him so easily. He knew the situation with Sasuke and her feelings towards him.
He leaned back in the cushions. "Thought so. After you ran out of class today, I was worried. I saw his project. Bring back memories?"
"Yeah…" Sakura took the bowl into her hands, but didn't take a spoonful just yet. She stirred the noodles around in the broth, following the ripples with her eyes. She appreciated his concern, but she didn't want to talk about it anymore. "At least this was the last day of school before Christmas break…" Almost three whole weeks without seeing the Uchiha. She wouldn't have to worry about avoiding him or hearing about the girls he bed. She should be happy, but it didn't.
It was painful to see the boy in the halls of school and not run over to him, expecting a warm and comforting embrace. Even her extreme discomfort with being in homeroom and art class with him was something she would miss. As hurt as she was, Sakura would rather endure it instead of not seeing him.
"And yet," Kakashi started. "You still haven't told me what you wanted."
He said he didn't know what she wanted, but Sakura knew that he did. Kakashi knew that she wanted Sasuke to be hers again. She wanted his hug, his kiss, his touch. She wanted to see his rare smile and his smug smirk. But that was something her new guardian could not give her. However, there was one other thing she did want from him.
Sakura wanted answers. She wanted to know his relationship to her mother. How did he know her and why did she never know about it? But se couldn't possibly force him to talk about it. She had been living there for a month and he hadn't mentioned one word about her. Whatever secret the man had, would stay a secret until he wanted to release it. She would not press him.
She offered him a gentle smile. "You've…given me enough." Placing her bowl down, her head swimming with too many thoughts to let her eat, Sakura picked up her bag and project. "I'll be in my room. I have homework that I want to finish so I don't have to worry about it."
He nodded and she turned away, heading down the hall and into her new room. The walls were white while her carpet was a deep red. Her desk, bed frame, and dresser were made from light, oak wood and pale yellow linens rested on her bed. She tossed her bed on the computer chair and then placed her project in the darkness of her closet. She would never look at it again, she thought. It would only hurt to see his face.
Sakura pulled out a couple books and sprawled out on her floor, but she couldn't concentrate. Everything she would read a word, she would forget it a second later as her mind traveled to the memories of her and Sasuke. She wanted to forget them, if only to have peace of mind. But loosing whatever she had left of him would destroy her. He was the one that brought her out of her hell. She could never forget what he had done for her. No. He would stay with her forever because he had claimed a piece of her heart that she hoped he still cherished.
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Kakashi sighed when Sakura disappeared into her room. He knew she had to be curious about her mother, but she was kind enough not to press him for answers. He wanted to tell her everything about his past with her mother. However, just thinking about the beautiful woman made his throat run dry and his words cease to exist.
Standing, he walked over to the closet and pulled out a box that was hidden behind a false wall. Sitting back on the couch, he just stared at it for a few moments before opening it. Inside were a few pieces of paper; letters that Sakura's mother had written to him. He sifted through them, until he found what he was looking for.
A necklace, silver and sparkling, sat at the bottom of the cardboard container. Gingerly, he picked it up and held it in his broad hand. It was a locket, the heart shaped trinket elaborate with designs. Flicking it open, his eyes fell on two pictures. On the right was Sakura at seven years old, smiling a smile that was too big for her young face. And on the right was her mother, also smiling, but hers was gently and quaint.
"You always meant to give this to her," he said to himself, his thumb playing over the pictures. "But you never did because you were waiting for the right moment." He stood, never taking his eyes off. Raking a hand through his hair, he held back oncoming tears. "You talked about her with so much pride and joy that I felt like I knew her. But the girl that came into my class three years ago was completely opposite of what you explained and I know it's because of your death…"
He couldn't hold back the tears any longer and they fell from his visible eye in thin lines. The thought of her death still tore his heart out. He wiped at his face, but couldn't stay them as he mumbled the words he so often spoke to her. "I love you, Rin…"
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So, yes, Rin is Sakura's mother. BUT, I haven't seen too far into the Naruto series to know all of the details of Kakashi and Rin and I don't want anyone to tell me either. Me and my friend are currently purchasing the seasons and I want to find out through them. So, I hope you enjoy. This one is so short because I wanted to focus on Kakashi and Sakura. The next one will be longer.