He stood before the Hokage the next day a little after two in the evening and handed the elder his mask. Sarutobi looked at the young man with a frown. "Are you sure this is what you want Kakashi?"

Wolf-er Kakashi took a shuttering breath and nodded. He could no longer stand to be away from the village. He could no longer stand to be away form her. As expected of someone with wolf demon blood in their veins, he had quickly become so attached to his princess in a way that made it difficult to breathe when he stepped foot out side the village. The animal side of him always rebelled, always strained to return back to the village, back to her.

But that was'nt what hurt him the most. What hurt him the most was the fact that he had to stay away from her until she became an adult in the eyes of the village, he was worried that if he didn't he would end up serving prison time and she would die a slow and agonising death waiting for him to return to her side. And that was something that he doubted he would ever recover from. He would die first.

"Yes, Hokage-sama. This is what I want-" It would give him the precious time that he would need to let her grow up, and it would give him time to prepair for the day that he was going to claim her.

"You know that she won't react well to this-" Sarutobi said gently and Kakashi looked a bit startled that he even knew about that. The elder gave him a sad smile. Of course he would know about the one his little princess had chosen to be her husband. He made it his buisness to know such things.

"She's been abandoned by everyone, Kakashi...."

Kakashi looked at him strangely, not really understanding what he meant by that. "Where are Itachi, Tsunade, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya?" He asked after a second or so, normally the four were running around here yelling and screaming and bickering over who gets to spend the most time with her today or not. But the tower and everything in it was strangely silent.

Sarutobi told him of Itachi's plight, then about an incident that had taken place little over a year ago when the princess had been put in the hospital after being attacked and left for dead. He told the young man of Tsunade's defection, and Orochimaru's defection from the village after swearing that he would return for the girl so that he could save her. And how the toad sage had followed the two hoping that he could some how bring them back.

Kakashi sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his finger tips in an effort to stave off the headache that he felt coming on. Fuuuck. This shit would happen when he had decided to leave Anbu and put some space between them. She had been abandoned by everyone, and now in a way, he was leaving her too. The reasons would'nt matter to her, even if he sat down and explained it to her, she would'nt understand. Or maybe she just would'nt care.

All that she would know, all that she would care about is that he was leaving her. And it was going to hurt her badly. Maybe so badly that she would start to hate him. Yet he felt he had to do this. He absolutly needed to put some distance between them, especially after what had happened this morning after he had woken up in her bed.

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He had been starting to wake up, his body was sore and aching, but it was the impressive legnth in his pants that had woken him. He took a deep breath as his sleep hazed mind tried to think of a way ot deal with the problem when he realised he was'nt alone in the bed. He was laying next to something warm and soft. Female. Whatever it was it was a female. He could tell by the size of her body, by the soft floral scent of her skin. He could tell because she was the reason he had such a raging hard on.

She had rubbed up against him in her sleep, had caused his body to react to the physical stimulation. His hands reached for her before he could stop himself. Had turned her onto her back and started to unbutton her shirt. She was such a cute little thing. Angelic really, in her appearnce. He suddenly wanted to crush her as she stirred and her eyes fluttered open as he tweaked one of her small pink nipples, pinching and rolling the soft flesh between his fingers as he leaned over her and pressed his mouth to hers.

She moaned softly against his lips and opened her mouth, he growled and tangled the fingers of his left hand in her soft hair, crushing the silken strands in his fist as he ravished her mouth. She had tasted so sweet, the touch of her tongue against his own had been so hesitant and tentive, shy almost it had caused the thin thread of his control to snap.

He pulled back from her and leaned in to nip at the soft curve of her shoulder while slipping a hand inside of her satin pants and stroking her feminine core through her panties. Loving the way she tasted on his lips, and how she arched her back under his practiced hand. The need to hurry and make her wet enough to take him so that he could fuck her into the mattress was his only though until he slipped two fingers inside of her. The suddne invasion startling her and making her scream in pain causing him to freeze and finally wake up enough to let her go and scurry across the room away from her shaking.

What the hell? What the hell was wrong with him? He wondered as he lifted his hands to cover his face and saw some of her blood on his finger tips and looked back at the bed, and the small figure laying there crying in horror before he ran into the bathroom and promptly sank down to the floor and puked as he cried.

How could he have done this? To a child? And not just any child but his future wife. He had almost dishonored her. Had almost forced himself on her. He needed to get away from her. He needed to leave and stay away.