AN: I hope you all liked the new Sakura and Kakashi story I posted, hopefully I'll complete the sequel. But I'm going to go ahead and post the other chapter of my other story, Miles to go Before I Sleep. I hope you like this chapter, and I hope it doesn't sound rushed. If there are any spelling errors, please kindly tell me rather than flaming me completely. Also, I'm writing a few new stories with Obito and Rin, so if you're a fan of the pairing, than you should enjoy what's coming.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
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Broken Legends and Silent Heroes
At the end of the day, Team Seven had at least accomplished one thing they could be proud of. They finally found Kakashi's house. However, only after Iuka had given them the directions though.
It was evident that the silver haired Sensei wasn't going to be on his own for a while, or at least for the night. So, Team Seven was given a "mini/top secret" mission, they needed to retrieve things from Kakashi's home. Clothes, toiletries, things he'd need in the morning when he woke up on either Iruka's guest bed or his living room couch.
As Iruka dismissed the children quickly, and stared at the figure on the couch below him, he figured it would only be right to allow Kakashi to sleep in his guest room, no matter how much he reeked of alcohol.
At least his crying had come to a halt, hopefully a permanent one.
It disturbed him greatly to see the famed Kakashi Hatake cry like he had done. It wasn't just any type of crying either; it was crying Iruka was all too used to. The crying of despaired and hopelessness, the crying that told someone nothing was ever going to get better.
Iuka rubbed the scar that ran along the bridge of his nose;first his health, and now this? This night was going to be one hectic ordeal. Kakashi looked somewhat comfortable curled up on the Chunin's couch. Iruka had removed his shoes for him already, and debated on carrying him to the guest room or dragging his sorry carcass there. In the end, carrying him won over, and Iruka soundlessly slipped his arms under the surprisingly thin form.
This wasn't a good sign.
He looked down at the sleeping form in his arms, taking note of his uneven breath, the small whimpers and the way his eyes seemed to flutter under their lids, as if he were living a nightmare.
Everything Iruka had believed about Kakashi was crumbling before him. An image created through years was being destroyed in mere seconds. The Kakashi he knew wasn't this broke childlike figure in his arms…but perhaps, he hadn't known Kakashi at all.
He didn't know Kakashi, and frankly, he never found himself wanting to know Kakashi. As he opened the door to the room with is foot, and steadily walked to the bed, he wondered if he was even worth Kakashi's time. Placing the sleeping boy unto the bed, he found himself wondering what the Jonin thought of him. Was he just another ninja to Kakashi, a man below his ranks? Kakahsi was a legend, elite, never to be bothered by the likes of a ninja like Iruka. And as much as it began to irk the teacher, he accepted it.
Whatever it may have been, Iruka treated the boy carefully nevertheless, even going as far as pulling the blankets over his figure, being careful not to move the scarf no matter how tempting it was.
It was obvious to all that Kakashi's face was private to everyone except him...but hell…seeing him cry his heart out should have been too, but Iuka saw it all.
Shaking the disturbing image out of his mind, Iruka left the room and closed the door behind him, turning on the hallway light as he did so. It was too dark in his apartment; he needed some light, medicine and probably some coffee. The children were taking a long time as usual, and Iruka would probably have to say up late to await their return.
Never send a boy to do a man's job, Iruka thought to himself as he slowly walked to the kitchen and turned the light on as well.
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Evidently, Sakura was the only one who knew how to picklock a door. The boys suggested kicking it in, or entering through a window, but that defeated the purpose of a secret mission. They didn't need to attract attention, so Sakura entered on her own accord, quietly and stealth like, the boys following behind her.
The door was silently closed, and the three split up and searched for his room, leaving all lights off in order to avoid attention.
"Found it!" a sharp whisper rang from the end of the house. It was Naruto who had found his room, and who was already searching through his closet. Sakura and Sasuke quickly ran to the location, instantly dodging clothes being thrown at them from the closet.
"Watch it! This is isn't your house Naruto! Actually treat it with some respect," Sasuke hissed as he caught a hoard of clothing being tossed at him. Sakura pretty much said the same thing, taking the clothes in her hand and folding them neatly into stacks on the floor.
Sasuke stared but mimicked Sakura, looking towards her for approval. Sakura nodded as he did so, quickly going back to her work. They needed to be back at Iruka Sensei's place quickly.
"I've got his clothes,"Sakura chided from her area on the floor, making a personal inventory of things he needed.
"I'll go get his stuff from the restroom," Sasuke said as he abandoned his pile, quickly hopping to the restroom. Naruto made the mess in the closet somewhat presentable and looked around his room for anything else, quickly taking notice of the pictures glaring in the moonlight.
"Hey, look, he has pictures of us," Naruto beamed as he jumped over the bed and to the dresser near the window, instantly picking one up.
"Look at how ugly you look Sasuke," he teased, earning both friends attention. Sasuke had a handful of Kakashi's things and dropped them on top of Sakura's pile as he exited the restroom, quickly following the pink haired girl to the dresser.
They stood behind Naruto, the three looking at the picture of their team. "I wonder if Kakashi was this messed up when he was taking this picture with us," Naruto said aloud, "if he was, he was doing a good job at hiding it."
They nodded, taking notice of another picture, If not the same, similar. "Wow!" Sakura said as she grabbed it, "little Kakashi! He's so cute_So is this other one with the black hair..ooh..he looks like you Sasuke!"
Sasuke took the picture, "Let me see," he stared at the goggled boy, reflecting the pale skin, dark eyes and dark hair on himself, "he does, maybe he was an Uchiha."
"You all looked to same anyway, at least from what I can remember when I saw you," Naruto said smugly.
"Actually, I looked nothing like my father. In fact, I didn't even know he was my father when I was little because he didn't fit the stereotypical Uchiha profile. He was tan skinned and had brown hair, not your typical pale skinned black haired Uchiha. Though my mom wasn't an Uchiha by blood, she fit the profile" Sasuke awkwardly explained, looking at the expressions of his comrades, "I just meant he may not be an Uchiha even if he does look like me."
"Then where else would Kakashi get the sharingan from?" Naruto retorted, placing the other picture back on the counter, "from a donor?"
Sakura took the picture back from Sasuke, her mind on the time, "Never mind that now, you two. We're already running late, we need to find a bag or something so we can_" a small slip of paper fell from behind the frame.
Silence ensued as the three looked at it.
Placing the picture back on the dresser, Sakura next unfolded the note, stretching it to its original side. They read silently.
There are some days when I wish it were me instead of you three. I think I'm just a waste, I'm just a waste. My own father didn't want me, and I think the world is trying to tell me that I should go and kill myself end it all. A voice in my head tells me that I'm an omen, and as long as I live people around me wil die, precious people. Sensei, Obito and Rin were few of the first to go, but somany followed after them! I'm terrified, this force plays with me and hurts me. I hate it! I can't do anything_
Sakura quickly folded the note up and stuffed it into her pocket.
"I was_" Naruto began, but quickly stopped as Sasuke silence him.
"Let's get going, we need to show this to Iruka Sensei," she said earnestly, "find a bag so we can carry his things."
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The sound of knocking on his door in the middle of the night had never made Iruka happier. Quickly springing from his kitchen table, the teacher rushed to the door and quickly opened it to be greeted by three youthful faces.
"We got what you ordered us to get, Iruka Sensei," the three chimed as they invited themselves in, a bag on Sasuke's back. He dropped it by the door, panting as he did so.
"Can we see him?" Naruto asked, his bright blue eyes pleading. Iruka knew that was coming, but he didn't want his students to be more scarred than they already were.
"Not tonight, he's not in the best condition…you should all get going home," he looked towards Sakura, "your parents are probably worried sick about you."
Sakura lowered her head, her expression unreadable, "It's all right, I can be late. They won't notice."
Iruka raised an eyebrow at this, "I'm sure they would be," he responded, "your mom cares a lot about you, you need to get going."
Naruto beamed, "But I don't have parents, so can_" Iruka silenced him, "That's not something to be proud of, you need to get going too, it's wrong of me to keep you up like this, you too, Sasuke."
Sasuke nodded without an argument. "Well, take this at least, "Sakura said as she fetched a piece of paper from her pocket, her head still lowered, "I think you should read it." Iruka smiled and took the paper, "Thanks Sakura, go home, take these too with you."
The three nodded and left, yet the way Sakura reacted still chilled Iruka's bones. However, the drunk in his guest room was his top priority at the moment. He took the paper in his hands and began to read, it looked like they really wanted him to read it.
It seemed like an important piece to the ever-growing puzzle labeled "Kakashi Hatake".
Sorry this chapter was so short! Anyway, I refer to Kakashi as a boy in this story for a reason, it's symbolism. Also, if this turns out to be slash, I'm not sure where who will be seme or who will be uke. Slowly, Iruka's health condition oozes its way into the story. Remember, Sakura and Sasuke will not be a romantic paring in this story, they can't be together it just doesn't make sense. It's unreal. Anyway, if you've read the manga, I totally think Kishimoto is setting Karin and Sasuke together. Also, Sakura kicked ass towards the end of Road to Ninja, how come she sucks in the series? Also, about Sakura, I dislike her character, so I like to add my own things to her. Just like Iruka's health will be explained, as will Sakura's strange feelings towards her parents.
Also, next chapter, Kakashi wakes up and things don't go as planned for Iruka. I also have new stories as mentioned above.
-One is AU where Obito and Rin end up adopting Naruto after a mishap with Kushina and Minato.
-Another is where Kakashi is forced to take counseling sessions after he get's raped on a mission. The counsler is Iruka.
-Sasuke was born to be a donar to Itachi, but Itachi doesn't figure out until later.
-Because Sasuke doesn't have the sharingan, he and Mikoto are banished from the Uchiha compound and live life out to it's fullest.
-While Kakashi spends his time training Naruto and Sasuke in the ninja art, Iruka spends time training Sakura in an art lost long in the minds of men, Magic.
Summer stories, i repeat, SUMMER STORIES! There is no way i can write that much during the school year, but I only have 1 more month of school until then (holla) so, just wait. However, expect the last one pretty soon.
So, hope you liked this chapter, have a nice week and God bless!
