THE DIVINE SHARINGAN

THE DIVINE SHARINGAN

By: Lady JenDragon

Disclaimer: Don't own it.

Author's Notes: I must apologize once again for such a long absence. Unfortunately my absence was for reasons out of my control. A compound crisis made it impossible to update any sooner. Any mistakes, well…didn't really have a lot of time and I so wanted to update ASAFP. So…onward!


CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Chakra Tornado

A door in its threshold stood before her.

Blackness surrounded its foreboding existence. She did not like this place. Sakura remembered visiting this place before. She had not dreamt of this place in some time. Once again, on either side of the door appeared two white figures, only this time they were dressed as Ninja. Statues did not have clear identities, the heads encased in a hazy gray fog. They did not disturb her like they had done on her first encounter. They were standing guard on either side of the massive, flat looking door.

The door still looked like it was painted brown with no detailing of any kind. No etchings, no detailing pictures, not even any symbols to give her a clue as to why it haunted her. Surely, there was a reason for this door in her mind.

She reached out and touched the brass knob with cautious fingers. It felt neither warm nor cold. Once again, she tried to open the door but the knob only shifted slightly under the pressure. Her eyes widened remembering that the door was securely locked on her last visit.

The intense desire to unlock this door remained. Were the answers she searched for behind it? Frowning, she realized she was not aware of any questions she needed to ask. How could this door be the answer?

'WHY CAN'T I OPEN YOU?!' She demanded fiercely.

But the door just stayed quiet, the gray fog growing thicker. As if she really expected an answer. Sakura turned from the door and just walked away crossing her arms tightly against her.

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Night hid more than just the unsightly filth of a village. It allowed many to unmask and let themselves loose, but it also allowed those who wanted to maintain their anonymity. Odd, he would find solace in the dark of night even if he preferred the light of day.

The hospital room remained quiet with the occasional beep of machines monitoring her heart rate and vital signs. Kakashi stared down at the sleeping face of Sakura. Her face drowned in the moonlight from the window where he entered. Hands in his pockets, he found her soft features pleasant, even comforting. Shaking his head, he dismissed the thoughts forming at the back of his mind.

Upon his return, he was informed of his sons attempt to gain entrance to Sakura's room. And the mayhem they caused to do it. Admirable even if he could not encourage the behavior. Like father, like sons, or so the Hokage complained during his debriefing. His sons would need more stringent training.

The Anbu were outside keeping watch, taking a few seconds to break in their diligent guarding of Haruno Sakura. Knowledgeable in tactics, Kakashi knew he had only a few moments before an ANBU member returned to the room. He did not want to raise any eyebrows about his secret visit to her room.

Kakashi knew Kabuto would not attempt to capture Sakura at the moment. There were far too many questions remaining to answer before acquisitioning the archives. His mission away from the village gave him the time to think about recent events. Kabuto was waiting for the right moment. He wanted them to solve the riddle of the archives and how to gain access. It would be easier for Orochimaru to take them if the obstacles were overcome.

Her sleep was restless tonight.

She moaned slightly then settled again, something in her dreams bothered her.

Was she having dreams of the door again just as he? The door to his part of the archives would not open. No matter what technique he tried. Whatever it would take to open the door in his mind, he needed to find the key soon. His own dreams were beginning to affect his waking hours.

He would need to watch Sakura closely for any signs of discovery. She would show some sign of opening the door in her dreams. Odd, she had not mentioned doors to the Hokage recently. Occupied with other things?

The doorknob turned. An Anbu member returned to the darkened room, finding a sleeping Sakura in her bed…and nothing else.

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Three weeks out of the hospital and nothing really changed. She returned to her regular schedule of studying and aiding the Hokage. No more dreams of doors bothered her. Naruto and Sasuke stopped by between missions to check in on her. Make sure she was okay and that she was on course to take the Jounin exam.

Sakura only saw the triplets once since they were on month-long detention for doing something. Even Iruka did not go into details about why the triplets were in trouble. Only that the Hokage got involved. It was well known the Hokage did not really like the triplets. They proved her a bit dated at times, something the Hokage did not like shown in public. Still, she had a few tricks up her sleeves that always brought the triplets to a grinding halt.

Well, the evening turned out to be a waste of her time.

Her tight red dress with slits on both sides up to the high thigh clung to every curve. The low dipping neckline showed off her bosom enough where she felt comfortable in public but did not shout 'I'm desperate'. Her four-inch heeled shoes were red to match the dress. Her pink hair was pulled back into a twist. Red dangle earring hung from both lobes, just hitting her shoulders. Sakura put out an effort to look her best. Even her make-up was flawless.

She thought the red dress would clash with her hair, however, there were enough accent colors: green, white, black, blue and yellow, to stave off the severe clash between red and pink. All in all, not too bad an ensemble.

Her mind was elsewhere when she threw it together for her evening out.

She was oblivious to the admirations of men this evening. The occasional glance around the room told her she was considered pretty. But she did not notice several men watching her with lust in their eyes until right before she left. Sakura also missed the confused glances of Choji and Shikamaru at dinner as well and Ino's quiet seething.

Sakura walked towards home, feeling a bit tired. She was not really interested in the evening's conversation. There was so much gossip she missed, most of it she did not care about. The gossip about Kakashi and her died out sometime ago it seemed. Still, she did the best she could and excused herself early to go home and study.

Most thought it was typical Sakura. Always poking her nose in a book. Only those who knew her would know she did not want to be social. She just wanted to be alone. A week. She had not laid eyes on Kakashi in more than a week actually. Her heart just did not seem involved with anything else but him.

She looked up and sighed then stopped dead in her tracks.

There he was! Kakashi walked away from her, a young woman scantily clad hanging on his arm. His posture told her that he was escorting the woman home. Ninja were often called upon for escorts in the evenings. But this one struck her as odd. The woman seemed far friendlier than she liked.

She narrowed her eyes dangerously.

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Kakashi leaned his head closer to the woman as she spoke of her interests and what she liked to do on weekends. When he left the bar, he walked alone. Only when he turned to corner just down the block, did he find the woman seemingly waiting for someone to pass by. She wanted to be escorted home, afraid to walk alone in the dark. A Jounin of the village, it was expected of him to escort the lady home.

But, he admitted she seemed more interested in him than in being escorted. She knew who he was and his rank. In fact, she appeared more concerned with his latest missions and what he did with his spare time than just a concerned citizen worried about her safety on her way home. He responded to her casually.

Perhaps, the woman thought he was interested.

They turned the last corner to her home. He would only be too glad to drop her off and get home to the triplets. All three were on house arrest with the exception of attending school since their little fiasco at the hospital to see Sakura. He thought of her often, mostly trying to get her out of his mind. At times he thought he could hear her talking to him.

"Better to sleep with strangers?" Came Sakura's voice.

Just like now, Kakashi thought.

Then he stopped dead in his tracks. His eye widened when he realized the woman next to him stopped walking several feet back. Did he imagine Sakura's voice talking to him? Only when the he turn to look at the woman did he peer over her shoulder.

The sight hit him square in the chest.

Sakura looked like a vixen in her red dress and shoes. Her arms were folded across her chest, her bosom bulging from the low cut neckline. The curve of her breasts shone like smooth balls of chakra in the lamplight. Kakashi felt a bit warm as his eye shifted from her bosom to her hips then the legs back up to the waist then her face. She was angry.

"You know this woman?" The woman asked Kakashi.

Sakura did not understand why she cared what Kakashi did with anyone else. He was no longer an important part of her life anymore.

'LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! Pants on fire! You teach that woman a serious lesson in man stealing!' Came her inner voice. 'Pound her into the ground! YEAH!'

Anger boiled beneath her skin, Sakura could not control its building fury. She wanted to destroy the woman at the sight of her skimpy outfit. But she wanted to hurt him more because he continued to haunt her. Not that he could not handle any of her attacks.

"Yeah." Kakashi answered lazily. "Something like that."

He would not give her the hope she searched for. Kakashi turned his attention towards the woman he met an hour ago. Here, all he wanted to do was walk her home. However, Sakura just assumed he was interested in more than that.

Yuki looked between the ninja she hoped would take her home and the angry young woman. Shrugging, she walked off back towards the bar again. She would find someone else less of a hassle to hang out with for the night. Besides, if things had gone right, he might have ended up sharing more than just a walk together.

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto jumped between her and Kakashi.

Glad he caught Sakura before she did anything. Naruto noticed Sakura from the restaurant he was patronizing when he glanced around and saw Kaka-sensei with the woman. He knew the look in Sakura's eyes meant trouble. Woman's Wrath no Jutsu was not to be taken lightly, he grimaced. Besides, the Hokage would have his head if he did not follow Sakura when she was angry and something happened.

He was supposed to document everything that occurred.

Still unclear why Sakura was so mad at their old sensei, Naruto knew he had to be here to keep the peace. Kaka-sensei was in serious trouble. But with him in the way, she would not use her Woman's Wrath no Jutsu. Sakura did not harm people who were innocent.

"Get out of the way, Naruto!" Sakura warned Naruto. "Whoring around town when he has three children at home who need him! Figures."

"I'm not GOING anywhere!" Naruto yelled out.

Kakashi stood there with his hands in his pockets, his eye droopy with boredom, standing laconic behind Naruto. He made no attempt to do anything. Sakura felt her rage reach peak proportions. She could not control it as it rolled dangerously close to the top, threatening to spill over.

Then Kakashi turned his back to her to leave.

"SAKURA!" Naruto yelled. "NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

Kakashi turned to find a wall of chakra coming at him, Naruto in its path. His body was frozen in place. He could not move to save Naruto from taking the full brunt of Sakura's attack. What set her off? Anger was the catalyst obviously. But what fueled this Woman's Wrath no Jutsu that caused such a storm of chakra to form?

Naruto closed his eyes to take the blow. He would take it down before it ever hit Kaka-sensei. His old teacher would owe him big time!

But it did not come.

Kakashi's eye widened as the blast spilt upon reaching Naruto.

'It went around Naruto completely. Somehow, Sakura controlled it enough to prevent Naruto from coming into harm.' Were his last thoughts when the blast hit him like a brick wall. He heard his scream catch in his throat as immense pain tore through him. He heard every bone crack.

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Blink. Blink.

Naruto looked under his folded arms over his eyes then straightened up. He was prepared to take the full brunt of the chakra storm. Sakura was gone from where she once stood, as if she never existed. Feeling not a scratch on him, Naruto gave himself a visual inspection then looked to where Sakura once stood.

"Wh…what was that?" Naruto asked amazed. "It went right around me!"

Then he turned around to where his sensei last stood.

"Kakashi?" Naruto dared to utter the name.

The figure of his former sensei lay motionless on the ground on his back thirty feet from where he remembered the nin stood before the blast. Several trash bins were dislodged and scattered from the enclosure where Hatake must have hit the wall just above the enclosure then bounced back to the ground. Did the attack throw up all the debris?

Naruto gulped knowing that Sakura's power of the Woman's Wrath no Jutsu had grown in strength once more. It was dark but he could tell Kaka-sensei was out cold. 'Shit! The Hokage won't like this at all. Like Sakura doesn't have enough to worry about being feared by all the guys as it is? Now this will really scare 'em off'."

He slapped his hip agitated by the release of the Chakra Storm then realized he was not alone. Within seconds, Genma came around the corner running obviously aware of what a Chakra storm was and where it came from.

"Naruto?!' Genma ran and kneeled next to Kakashi's form. "What happened? I saw the storm over here and came to look."

Naruto stood motionless himself, amazed.

Several more nin's came to look having seen the white light as well. Soon a small congregation

formed, watching the scene with interest. In no time, quite a large group stood close together staring at the unconscious ninja well known among the villagers. Many whispered what could have taken out one of Konoha's best ninja.

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Tsunade stood on the rooftop, her arms folded across her chest. Her head was lowered, her hair hung down hiding her features in shadows. Miss Shizune appeared beside her. Her loyal nin seemed nervous yet baffled.

"Well?" Tsunade asked quietly.

"Just as you suspected." Miss Shizune bowed slightly. "Sakura attacked Hatake."

"The damage?"

"Out cold." Miss Shizune knew better than to question Tsunade more deeply but she wanted, needed to know. "Just as you suspected it seems. Did you see the attack?"

"The chakra tornado." Tsunade bowed her head. "I saw it. Completely formed, a swirling mass of chakra yet she only will suffer minor injury."

"For real?!" Miss Shizune looked worried. "A real chakra tornado?"

"Yes." Tsunade frowned. "There is much to do."

"Everyone knows Haruno's responsible." Miss Shizune folded her hands, her voice sounded worried, on the verge of choking on emotion. "There'll be more gossip before morning regarding the real reasons behind the sudden opposition the two are displaying. Not to mention the villagers will be suspicious of Sakura. She doesn't deserve that kind of treatment."

"A woman in love is hardly an excuse for such an attack, Miss Shizune." Tsunade heard the choke catch in the other woman's throat. "Those two have been left alone to figure things out for too long. It's obvious to everyone but them what is going on."

"You think…" Miss Shizune was cut off.

"I know." Tsunade smile dthen. "We've been playing games with their attachment but no one's really thought more of it than that. Go find Miss Haruno. She won't be conscious after that last round."

Miss Shizune nodded then disappeared.

"I will have a talk with Hatake…when he gets back on his feet." Tsunade added out loud.