EDIT ON CHAPTER 3!!
During Kakashi's flashback, he screamed, "It's your Onii-san!" well, that was a typo! I meant to put "It's your anata!" but as you can see, I messed up. Not just that, but I seemed to have lost that document, so I can't fix it, and I'm too lazy to copy, paste, an edit it… sorry! Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Sakura Momochi Chapter 4
Sakura glared at the sweet food in front of her face, ignoring her growling stomach. They had moved her sword to another room, and the Hokage had left a few hours ago.
It was her second day in there. To say she was hungry or thirsty was an understatement. Anko had told her that she would get something to eat on the third day and water on the fourth.
Sighing, she looked to the side, only to be met with more of the sweets that Anko would later eat in front of her. Sure, it was only her second day there, but she had already found a routine in the system.
Torture first, interrogate second, heal last. That process started over every thirty minutes. Anko had told her she was lucky that Ibiki- whoever that was, wasn't interested enough in the case to actually torture her himself. Apparently he was a 'awesomely sadistic bastard.'
Her stomach growled once more and she moaned in protest. Right on time, she heard a sudden click from the door into the cell. It was time once again to be interrogated.
For some reason, she felt this would be different…
Ibiki raised an eyebrow in surprise. "So, she's a Haruno? I guess it would make sense. Her age and hair fit her personal records exactly… Maybe she would know why the swordsmen took her?" he asked himself, holding his chin in his hand.
"Maybe I'll go in there myself," he muttered to himself, only to be interrupted by the loud banging on his desk.
"No, not you Ibiki, just let me in with Anko and I know I can get her to talk! Please, just let me talk to her!" Ibiki stared at his friend, Kakashi. He seemed desperate, but why? Was she so important to him?
With a dejected sigh, he stood up from his desk and nodded over to Kakashi. "How about this… You and I will go into the cell together, and I'll let you ask questions first, instead of torture first. Good?" He smirked as Kakashi solemnly nodded is head. It was the best he could hope for from Ibiki…
"Good, we'll be going in at three. If you're late, I'll be the one interrogating and torturing her. I advise you be there on time."
With that said, Ibiki walked out of the room silently, leaving Kakashi all alone in his office.
"Kakashi-anata! Kakashi-anata! (anata = husband, or so my friend told me…)Let's go over there!" The younger girl shouted while on Kakashi's shoulders, pointing out at a small short red bridge over a small river.
Kakashi complied to the little girl's order, a small smile behind his mask. "Why over here Sakura-chan?" he asked softly as they reached the middle of the bridge, carefully placing the small girl on the railing.
Sakura smiled at him and waved her arms around. "Because, there is a really great view, and if anyone came toward us, we could see them!" Kakashi laughed at the girl. She had recently started her sword training with her parents and stated to learn the basics, including how to take in her surroundings.
"I see… Want to know why I like it?" He asked, putting both of his hands on either side of the now blushing girl.
"W-Why?" she managed to stutter, her eyes locked on to Kakashi's.
He smiled and rested his forehead on hers lightly, "Because I can see your eyes easily…"
(In case you didn't understand, this flashback takes place before Sakura got kidnapped, but after Sakura first met Kakashi… Hope that cleared some stuff up!)
Kakashi sat down in a tall tree near the Academy, feeling a sense of nostalgia. 'We were engaged,' he thought, pulling out a small old piece of parchment out of his pocket, looking at it intently.
Both his father and mother had signed it, before they died, of course. Sakura's parents had also signed it, when, he didn't know. But all he did know was it was signed long before he and Sakura first met.
With a sigh, he folded the paper up and placed it back in his pocket, disgusted with himself. 'I couldn't save her, my first love, no matter how sick it is…' he felt as if something was suddenly pressing down on his shoulders.
'No, she wasn't my first love, she was my only love…' He was no virgin, no. He had known the warmth of a woman in his bed many times before, but never had he felt anything other than physical need for them. Puppy love or not, he still felt something for Sakura back then… Was there any feelings left…?
'And now my fiancé wants to kill me…' he felt the invisible pressure press down even harder and also felt something clutch at his heart.
'How could this happen…?' With a depressed sigh, Kakashi jumped down from his perch on the tree and left to go and 'interrogate' Sakura…
Sorry I couldn't update soon, and sorry this chapter is so short. I've had writer's block for every and all of my stories! I forced myself to update this one, actually, and I'm working on another one of my stories…. So yeah…. (I'm going to post the next chapter tomorrow to make up for the… shortness of this chap.)
Hope you liked it!
Kaiki karai kibun