Sakura groaned as she stirred from her position. She was laying on her left side, her back firmly pressed against Deidara's naked chest.

In her sleep clouded mind, she felt a cold chill climb up her legs, spreading over her bottom. Well, that was strange. She didn't remember taking off the boxers Deidara had given her to sleep in.

A shiver ran down her spine as another cool breeze drifted over her lower body. She tried to bring her legs up to her chest, to curl into a foetal position and try and gather some body heat, but something was tied around her feet.

The distinct feeling of silk registered in her mind as she tried her very best to figure out what the fuck was draped over her feet, affectively making it really hard to move her legs. And not just that, but there was something hairy -and warm?- holding her legs in position.

Her foggy mind panicked slightly as her vicious imagination brought up an image of a large hairy monster that lurked under children's beds at night, climbing in under the covers to feast on their toes.

She heard a soft grunt from behind her. Deidara must have noticed the hairy creature too. Sakura tried to lull herself back to sleep, assured that her blonde companion would chase away the evil beast that tried to eat her very much needed toes.

The hairy object moved from her legs only to gently pull her right leg over it instead by situating itself between her legs. The cold draft from before hit her right in the centre and that's when she snapped her eyes open too look straight at the black curtains drawn shut. It was still dark outside, so she must've only got an hour's sleep at best, her internal clock telling her it should only be about 5 in the morning.

But she pushed that silly distractions to the back of her head as she feigned sleep, feeling Deidara's fingers crawl up her inner thigh. His mouth was so close to her ear, she could feel his laboured breathing wash over her cheek and neck. She involuntarily shivered, a feeling of unease crawling inside of her chest, scratching to make it's presence known.

The hairy object turned into a leg as her mind cleared of her sleepy state, helping her place the strange touches to pictures of familiar body parts.

And that's when she felt it, something was inside of her, inside of her most intimate of places. Something thick, and hard. A painful, burning sensation gripped her, and her eyes started to water.

She didn't dare move or gasp. Too afraid to alert the male behind her of her conscious state. She could feel his hand travel up and under her shirt, the tips of his fingers gently grazing the underside of the swell of her breasts.

Sakura bit her lower lip as hard as she could without biting it off. She squeezed her eyes shut, gripping the bed sheet with a white knuckled grip when he gently took her right breast in the palm of his hands, moving his hips back before gently rocking them forward to thrust inside of her again.

This was insane. How long was he busy making lo- no, violating her in her sleep before she woke up? Why would he be so insensitive as to do such an intimate act with her when she was completely oblivious in a world of darkness? And did he not care about her opinion? About her say in such an act, did he not care for her consent?

Sakura felt sick to her stomach as he trusted into her core yet again. Deidara remained oblivious to the fact that Sakura was wide awake, keeping her breathing calm and even. Her slight groans that escaped unwillingly only drove him to move a bit faster and a little harder. He must've mistaken her discomfort for pleasure, thinking she was still in a deep state of sleepful unconsciousness, enjoying his touches and thrusting as an erotic dream.

Sakura gasped involuntarily as Deidara rotated his hips in a certain way inside of her. A slight sting mixing with slight pleasure had the pinkette blink her eyes open whide with terror. She was starting to enjoy this, she was starting to enjoy it as much as she hated it. Sakura was reaching her climax and fast, not being able to help but push her hips back against him.

Deidara let out a predatory growl as he flipped the pinkette on her stomach, thrusting down into her. His weight pushed her down into the matress, affectively pinning her in place as he started to speed up his thrusting motions with enough force to make her yelp in pain and pleasure, forcing her to reach her peak and explode her womanly juices onto his rock hard shaft.

She saw stars behind her eyes, her mind going completely blank as she concentrated on her prolonged orgasm that Deidara drew out as he pounded viciously into her quivering hole. Her mouth hung open as a low moan dragged out of her throat, accompanying her climax.

Deidara took a fist full of Sakura's hair, yanking her head back. He grabbed her around the throat, squeezing his fingers hard enough to make her gasp for air as he pounded into her wet core, skin slapping together drowning out her choked cries.

His breathing became erratic, his thrusting in an uneven pattern and Sakura felt his climax explode inside of her. Deidara buried his member deep inside of her core, his ejaculation shooting out into her womb. "I want you to have my babies," he whispered into her ear, his shaft twitching a few more times before he pulled his now limp member out of her stretched hole.

Sakura took a deep gulp of air, her lungs burning with lack of oxygen. She pressed her face into the pillow, trying her best to keep from bursting out crying.

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The first thing Kakashi noticed was the scarf tied around her neck.

The overly large sunglasses she wore was rather flattering to her features. It was quite normal, seeing as most people wore the glasses to shield their eyes from the blazing sun. But, Kakashi was rather pleased that his class provided enough shelter from the bright rays to not hurt one's eyes without he needed protection of sunglasses.

The pink-haired girl opted for the desk at the far end of the classroom in the back. Being a Literature teacher gave the silver haired man the privilege of only a handful of students. He found it rather strange when she didn't take up her usual seat next to her blonde friend in the front of the classroom.

His classroom was large enough for 30 students at most, but only housed a small group of 12. Now, Sakura was a very social girl, so much that she conversed with almost all the students in this particular class. Then why was the normally social pinkette so... distant?

Kakashi was just as puzzled as Ino when Sakura strolled past their desk, ignoring her friend's enthusiastic greeting.

Shrugging off the uneasy feeling, Kakashi waited for the last few students to take their respective seats before continuing with his lecture on the days work.

It was the last class of the day and most of the students were too exhausted after a long day of school, effectively making them lose focus halfway through his lecture. Kakashi was just as exhausted.

After his argument with Sakura the previous Friday, he spent his weekend laying in bed sleeping. He only woke up occasionally to use the bathroom or get a glass of water. Food had completely disappeared from his mind and he found that he wasn't as hungry as he used to be.

No, he didn't go all anorexic on himself out of being depressed, he just simply didn't feel like eating. Not that he was depressed to begin with, anyway.

He woke up that morning, late enough to miss register but early enough to get his ass at school for the first period. But how he wished he had been on time for once. If he hadn't slept in, he could've been there to pull Sakura aside and ask her what the hell was up.

Kakashi hadn't seen her this withdrawn since the time her father had died. The girl hardly spoke for a year after her father's death, but with a bit of counceling and a lot of support from him and her friends got the pinkette out of her depressive state quick enough.

Fear of the unknown instantly gripped at Kakashi's heart, scenarios of all kind varying from bad to worse flashing through his mind. Did something happen to Sakura's mother? Did something happen to Sakura?

Was it something someone did? Dis something happen to someone she cared about?

No, he was in over his head. It wasn't his business after all and Kakashi had no intention of involving himself. Perhaps Mrs Haruno finally opened her eyes and saw that Deidara was not good for Sakura, putting an end to their relationship -if he could call it one- making the pinkette throw one of her teenage temper tantrums, in hopes of spitining her mother but only end up punishing herself.

But that still didn't explain that damn scarf tied around her neck.

Kakashi was itching to get the truth out of Sakura, cornering her and making her tell him what happened.

No, that would be going around the situation the wrong way. He had to approach her gently, making her feel comfortable. He only hoped she trusted him enough to share what it was that bothered her so badly. Well, if she didn't tell him herself, he could always pay a visit to her mother and interrogate the truth out of the woman.

But he highly doubted that the Haruno mother would betray her daughter in such a way. Don't add fuel to the fire if you don't want the house to burn down.

The bell chimed and Kakashi only noticed then that he had been staring at his open handbook for the last 15 minutes. His students eyes him weirdly before packing up, taking it upon themselves to make a mental dismissal in Kakashi's voice when he didn't speak up.

He noticed Sakura was one of the last few to leave his classroom, not even sparing him a glance on her way out.

Right, he wanted to ask her what was wrong. Snapping out of his train of thoughts, Kakashi packed his paperwork and books into his suitcase before making his way to the parking to get into his car. Spotting a mob of pink hair, he pulled out of his parking space, deciding to drive in the direction she was going.

Kakashi frowned as he noticed she was walking in the opposite direction of her house. She was heading down town. Unable to keep his curiosity at bay, he tailed the pinkette from a safe distance.

He drove about 10 km/h, pretending to look for a house whenever a car drove past or someone walked by on the sidewalk, eying him suspiciously. Sakura rounded a corner and stepped onto the busy side walk in town.

Kakashi spotted a parking space near her location, pushing his foot down on the gas to drive at the normal speed limit. He parked his car, opening the door to step out onto the sidewalk. After making sure his car was locked, he followed the pinkette, stopping occasionally at a stall to brows the items on display whenever he got too close to Sakura.

Looking up and to his left, only half listening to an old man selling fruits as he explained where he purchased his goods from, he saw the pinkette step into a shop.

The sign read "Lala's Hair and Nail Salon". Well, maybe she just wanted a change of appearance. maybe there was nothing to worry about after all. Kakashi purchased a few apples and oranges from the old man. The time it took for the old fart to pick out the 'best of the best' -as he had stated so himself- was long enough for the pinkette to step out of the salon with a new haircut and some few make-up products.

Kakashi grabbed the small bag from the old man, shoving random fruits into it before placing more than enough money into the old guy's hand, making his way back to his car.

Starting up the engine, he waited for Sakura to round the corner in the direction of her house before he pulled out of he parking spot to drive the exact direction the pinkette was walking in. Slowing down to a stop next to the pinkette, Kakashi could hear the faint purr of the engine as he rolled down his window, "want a ride?"

Sakura glanced at the silver haired man, raising a brow, "get lost, old man. And stop following me."

"Whoever said I was following you?"

"I'm not stupid, Kakashi. I know you've been following me he moment I stepped off the school premises. Just cut the carp and tell me what the fuck you want."

"Get in the car and I'll do just that."

"Screw off, I'm not getting in the car with you." Sakura turned to walk again, but Kakashi's question stoped her in her tracks.

"Why are there finger marks on your neck?"

Sakura moved her hands up at her neck to feel for her scarf. Great, she forgot to put the damn thing back on when she finished getting her hair cut. "That's none of your business, Hatake." She said coldly, continuing on her walk back home.

Kakashi lightly pressed his foot on the gas to drive at the same speed as her walking, "who the fuck gave them to you? Was it that fucking blonde guy? Was it Deidara?"

Sakura ignored his questions, pulling out her cell phone from her bag.

"Jesus, Sakura. Answer me! I swear to God, if he did that to you I'll-"

"You'll what, Kakashi? What the fuck could you possibly do to make this better?" She snapped, "keep you fucking nose out of my business or I swear I'll go to the fucking principal and tell her all those juicy little things we did in your bed."

Kakashi stared at her with a death glare, clenching his jaw so hard she could see the muscles tighten through his mask. What he said next surprised both of them, "then go. Go, right now and tell her everything and anything you like. I don't give two shits whether you tell her or not because, quite frankly, your safety is far more important than a stupid fucking job I don't get paid enough for anyway. But I hope to God that you'll except the consequences that comes along with it. Don't think for a second you'll walk away from it squeaky clean, miss Haruno."

Sakura scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I know that."

"Good. Now, either get your ass in this fucking car or walk back to that school and tell the principal everything. Take your pick or I'll do it for you."

"Who the hell do you thi-"

Kakashi caught her off with an icy glare, his tone deathly cold, "Sakura."

Sakura let out a frustrate scream, kicking Kakashi's car before making her way to the passenger's side. She threw the door open, hopped into the seat and slammed the door shut.

"Now what?"

Kakashi moved his glare to the street in front of them, slamming his foot down on the gas. The car tiers screeched before the car took off at a speed way over the speed limit.

"You're gonna show me exactly where Deidara lives."

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A/N: hey guys! So I wanted to make the chapter longer, but I kinda like it where I left it. What do you think's gonna happen next? Tell me in a review!

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