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Authors Note: Hey ya'll got a few notes here:

1. Thanks a bunch for all my reviewers! You really give me the drive to write!

2. Okay, so sorry if the story line is off or you don't think something is right, I haven't read or watched Naruto in the longest time but don't worry I'm still content on writing/finishing the story. Which leads to my next point…

3. Thanks NTsuki for the help! It seems I've been having a few spelling problems with the names (eh, Sasuke Uchiha ) I've probably been spelling this wrong since who knows what chapter (remember I haven't been with the show/manga lately) but I'll try and fix everything and anything I can! Thanks for your help and support!

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The wind. If felt slightly odd against the line of his jaw, the way it curved under tingling his left ear. His face felt more open, the wind combined with the rapid pace he was trying to move at was caressing his face. He hadn't let his face out like this in the longest time—sure at night of course—but not out in the open. Anybody could come walking along and be like 'Oh hey, Kakashi Hatake—and his face!'

However, they probably wouldn't be able to see much or any detail at all. All they would see is a blur of dark color and light skin pass them a puff of pink hair covering his naked shoulder.

But no, Kakashi wasn't half naked he still had an under-shirt on. In the battle he'd slipped his green vest off which seemed to only attract attention. But for now, he had a black tang top covering him that was now being soaked by a river of tears.

The forest and brush of the area was quite dense; however, being skilled in jumping the thick branches of tree's Kakashi made a smooth get away. Or, at least he made it look smooth. But inwardly, he was hurting a bit.

First off, he couldn't resist the throbbing gut wound in him, with each bounce off he'd feel the pain shoot up his side greedily.

Secondly, the soreness of his arms was taking quite a toll on him. Somehow, using the Chidori against those insanely strong ropes had weakened him some. Partly because he knew that chakra was being drained from him and partly because he'd already been beaten by sucker punches and kicks to the gut.

But who was he to complain?

The young kunoichi curled up quivering against him. Quivering—he'd never even think he'd use that word before but now seemed the perfect time. Sakura. She wouldn't even dare to look up, or even move a voluntary muscle. Her face lay nestled right in the nook of his shoulder, her hair flowing over and whipping with the wind.

He had to admit she was in far more pain than he would ever be.

He clearly didn't want to think about it, the bland and obvious look of fear was clear on his face.

He could feel her shaking frame in his grasp, his arms wrapped around her and no matter how tight he grasped, she still kept shaking. He kept silent.

There was not much he could say after all. I mean, really, what was a man to say at a time like this? Ask if she was okay? Reassure her that everything was going to be okay when he knew that things could no longer get any worse?

So he kept silent, as did she.

There were a few moments where he was sure she was going to say something. Her crying would stiff up and she would tense—her whole body actually tense up in his grasp. Though after a second of making no sound she would give a small whimper and break down again.

Now really, what was a man to do?

It'd taken team seven almost an hour or two to walk to they're rest point. The village hidden in the Mist was quite a lengths way away from Konoha and there was no exact time limit. Frankly, Kakashi knew rarely anything about this mission. However—he did know of a shortcut.

The secret shortcut is rarely used ever though still jounin and the ANBU like himself use these to get to destinations quick. Hatake knew that if other chuunin like his team found out about these, well, then it wouldn't really be a short cut would it?

Adding to the mission, Kakashi still did not know the name of the man they were picking up. All he knew was that they were going to pick him up at the gates of the village.

As suspicious as this might sound, Kakashi was informed that they had been paid extra of the mission just for confidential reasons.

The silver haired jounin blinked for a moment finding he was coming close to the Leaf Village.

There was probably at least two guards on night duty, and it seemed the rest of the village was sleeping. It was probably around one o' clock or so.

The leaf ninja slowed to a stop upon a branch. In doing so he knelt down on a knee half wincing in pain and half checking up on Sakura. She was still shaking. He knew by now that either she was cold or really, really shaken up.

For god sakes, she'd just been raped!

Kakashi felt weak and he wasn't sure if it was more mentally or physically.

He could feel the slivers of blood trail down his arm and he could only guess that was coming from the girl in his arms. A part of him inwardly freaked that she was bleeding on him.

However, he calmed remembering the times he'd had to carry cut up people as their blood would seep into his clothes. Blood shouldn't have been a problem.

Catching his breath slowly but surely he looked up toward the gates. There was no way sneaking past. The ninja rose to his feet strongly and jumped to the gates, finally landing before the large closed doors.


Authors Note: Chapter will be continued back to these two because well, we just love them so! I'll get back to our little boy's in a few. Review!