Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto!
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Kakashi quickly pried the window open, quite pleased with the fact that it was not locked. He silently leapt down into her room and ran across the carpet over to her bed. He knelt down beside the bed, trying to swallow the feeling of helplessness that arose in his mind. His eyes roamed her body in a panic.
"Kakashi." Sakura moaned, her eyes half-closed in pain. Kakashi quickly placed one hand behind her head, propping her head up slightly.
"Who did this to you?" he asked angrily. "Who dares to hurt you?"
Sakura held a trembling finger up to his lips. "Hush now, keep your voice down," she whispered. "They'll hear you."
"Who?" hissed Kakashi. "What happened?" He placed his free hand on her arm comfortingly. Sakura's eyes fluttered open, as if his touch had woken her from her half-sleep. She rolled over on her bed, her back to him. Kakashi was perplexed.
"Don't look at me," she said with a sad smile.
"Why not?" Kakashi replied softly, trying to bring her back to him. She shrugged away his hands.
"I don't want you to see me like this," she said, a sob rising in her voice. "I don't want you to see my in my moments of weakness." A harsh shudder raked her body, and she sobbed aloud in both pain and shame. Kakashi stood up from his crouching position and sat down on the bed next to Sakura, running a hand through her hair comfortingly.
"You aren't weak, Sakura," he whispered. "After everything Sasuke put you through, the Chuunin exam put you through, and even the things I've put you up to, you have proven yourself to me a strong person. Sakura, you aren't weak.
"Now tell me- who did this to you?"
Sakura rolled over and looked at him. A mixture of deep sorrow, anger, shame, and even defiance loomed in her green eyes.
"They didn't want me to be with you," she said in a feverish whisper. "Oh, the way they looked at me when I confessed about you and me. You should have seen them. They went on and on about family honor before they finished with me." Kakashi drew in a deep breath, realizing what had happened.
"Your father-" he began, but suddenly the door to the bedroom crashed open. Sakura's brawny father stood in the doorway, his face a picture of absolute rage.
"YOU!" he cried out angrily, pointing at Kakashi. "Why have you come back here? Have you no shame?!" A little vein in the man's forehead throbbed visibly. He turned to his sobbing daughter, who was struggling to stand up.
"You little slut! I bet you found some way to summon up your Goddamn lover to you side! Oh, you will regret this! Once I'm done mangling your teacher-" The man's threats were silenced as Kakashi kicked him solidly in the stomach. The burly abuser clutched his stomach, leaning forward and gasping for breath. Kakashi quickly grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled the man's face down to Kakashi's raised knee. Kakashi backed away, letting Mr. Haruno fall forward onto the carpet, blood pouring from his mouth and nose. Sakura stifled a shriek. Kakashi turned to her. "I apologize for losing my temper, Sakura," he said softly. "But this has gone too far. He hurt you," he continued, walking over to her and stroking a bruised cheek with his hand. "What can we do?" asked Sakura, wiping away her tears. "We will run."
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Kakashi quickly pried the window open, quite pleased with the fact that it was not locked. He silently leapt down into her room and ran across the carpet over to her bed. He knelt down beside the bed, trying to swallow the feeling of helplessness that arose in his mind. His eyes roamed her body in a panic.
"Kakashi." Sakura moaned, her eyes half-closed in pain. Kakashi quickly placed one hand behind her head, propping her head up slightly.
"Who did this to you?" he asked angrily. "Who dares to hurt you?"
Sakura held a trembling finger up to his lips. "Hush now, keep your voice down," she whispered. "They'll hear you."
"Who?" hissed Kakashi. "What happened?" He placed his free hand on her arm comfortingly. Sakura's eyes fluttered open, as if his touch had woken her from her half-sleep. She rolled over on her bed, her back to him. Kakashi was perplexed.
"Don't look at me," she said with a sad smile.
"Why not?" Kakashi replied softly, trying to bring her back to him. She shrugged away his hands.
"I don't want you to see me like this," she said, a sob rising in her voice. "I don't want you to see my in my moments of weakness." A harsh shudder raked her body, and she sobbed aloud in both pain and shame. Kakashi stood up from his crouching position and sat down on the bed next to Sakura, running a hand through her hair comfortingly.
"You aren't weak, Sakura," he whispered. "After everything Sasuke put you through, the Chuunin exam put you through, and even the things I've put you up to, you have proven yourself to me a strong person. Sakura, you aren't weak.
"Now tell me- who did this to you?"
Sakura rolled over and looked at him. A mixture of deep sorrow, anger, shame, and even defiance loomed in her green eyes.
"They didn't want me to be with you," she said in a feverish whisper. "Oh, the way they looked at me when I confessed about you and me. You should have seen them. They went on and on about family honor before they finished with me." Kakashi drew in a deep breath, realizing what had happened.
"Your father-" he began, but suddenly the door to the bedroom crashed open. Sakura's brawny father stood in the doorway, his face a picture of absolute rage.
"YOU!" he cried out angrily, pointing at Kakashi. "Why have you come back here? Have you no shame?!" A little vein in the man's forehead throbbed visibly. He turned to his sobbing daughter, who was struggling to stand up.
"You little slut! I bet you found some way to summon up your Goddamn lover to you side! Oh, you will regret this! Once I'm done mangling your teacher-" The man's threats were silenced as Kakashi kicked him solidly in the stomach. The burly abuser clutched his stomach, leaning forward and gasping for breath. Kakashi quickly grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled the man's face down to Kakashi's raised knee. Kakashi backed away, letting Mr. Haruno fall forward onto the carpet, blood pouring from his mouth and nose. Sakura stifled a shriek. Kakashi turned to her. "I apologize for losing my temper, Sakura," he said softly. "But this has gone too far. He hurt you," he continued, walking over to her and stroking a bruised cheek with his hand. "What can we do?" asked Sakura, wiping away her tears. "We will run."