A/N: I really enjoy writing this fic =) I just want to get a big shout out to everyone that's reviewed. It's meant so much to me! Thank you!
Five chapters! Wow! You guys must be getting sick of me.
"Kakashi!" Sakura screamed as she pounded on his door again. "Kakashi!"
"Yeah, yeah," he herd her shout from the opposite side of the door. He opened his door slowly, sticking his head out. "Sakura?"
Veins started becoming visible on her forehead as she clenched her fists in anger. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO TRAIN ME TODAY!" She screamed, nearly knocking Kakashi over.
He rubbed his head for a moment, "Was I?" The sleepiness was evident on his face, but he tried to hide it as best as possible.
She glared daggers at him. "What, no lame excuse?"
"Aaaaahhhh," he looked around, trying to think of something off the top of his head, "Well, last night-"
"LIAR!" Sakura kicked the door in, knocking Kakashi to the side. She prowled into the livingroom, setting herself down on the carpeted floor. "Sit down," she said slowly and dangerously, her voice full of malice.
"If you say so," Kakashi said, shrugging as he walked over to her and sitting across from her.
Suddenly all the blood drained from Sakura's face. Just as quickly, it flooded back up, causing an enormous blush to play across her face. Kakashi was sitting cross legged across from her in nothing but boxers and his mask. "K...k...k...KAKASHI!"
"You told me to sit down," he said lazily.
"GO GET SOME CLOTHES ON!"
"Yes, your highness," he said as he picked himself up and walked into his room.
Sakura started bashing herself with her hands to destroy any mental pictures that had begun to develop. Get a hold of yourself, Sakura, she chided herself. Close your eyes, breath deeply. In, out, in out.
She decided that being deep into her meditation would be the best way for Kakashi to find her. No need to be even more awkward.
Reach out with your mind to touch everything...
Meanwhile, Kakashi rummaged through his dresser to find a decent shirt. He sighed as he went through the empty drawers. He hadn't done laundry in weeks.
His head snapped up when he heard something shatter in his living room. His silver brows knit together. "Sakura?" he called. No answer. He walked out of his room cautiously, looking from side to side for her.
He barely had time to react as a kunai was being brought down on his face. He reached up and grabbed the hand that was gripping the kunai, narrowing his eyes. "What's wrong with you, Sakura?" Of course, he already knew the answer.
Sakura wrenched her hand out of Kakashi's grip and jumped back a few feet. Baring her teeth with an evil grin, she held the kunai in front of her. She was breathing loudly and had a wild look in her eyes.
Kakashi smirked under his mask. "So, this is it? You're the big bad shadow demon?"
Sakura snarled in return. Black marks began to stretch their way over her flesh, leaving stripes all down her body and face. Her angry eyes began to glow dark purple. "And you're the big bad teacher," she hissed venomously, but not with her own voice. "The one trying to get rid of me."
"I'm only going to say this once," Kakashi said, deathly serious, "You have five seconds to go back to wherever you came from."
"You seem to think that you're in charge," she hissed. Smiling, she turned the kunai towards herself. Her grin seemed to get bigger as she lifted it up to the bottom of her neck. "I wouldn't try anything now. You wouldn't want your precious student dead."
Kakashi glared at Sakura. The demon had seemed to take full control of her body. How? How is it moving so fast?
"Stop it!" The demon within Sakura cried out. She lifted her hands to her head and screwed her eyes shut. "STOP IT!" She began to breath heavily as she shook her head back and forth. Her eyes snapped open and she brought the kunai over her head. "So you want to be like that? Fine!" Without hesitation she brought the kunai down on herself. She gritted her teeth together as she shoved the kunai deeper into her thigh.
Kakashi made his move. He slammed her against the wall and pinned her hands over her head. The kunai still protruded from her leg, but the demon didn't seem to mind. It hissed at Kakashi, but that only made him tighten his grip. He lowered his face so that it was close to hers. "Get the hell out of her body."
"If you don't want to see her hurt, you'll stop training her," she hissed. With that, she went limp. The black stripes across her body began to fade. He picked her up and set her down on his couch.
"Sakura?" He lightly shook her, but she didn't stir. He ran over to his kitchen and ran a washcloth under warm water. He walked back over to her and cleaned off the wound on her leg. He then bandaged it up tightly, making sure that it would heal correctly. After washing the blood off his hands, he sat down on the chair angled towards his couch.
A thought crossed his mind. What if the demon comes back?
With that, he walked over and picked Sakura up. He sat lengthwise on the couch with his back propped up by the arm. He sat Sakura down on his lap, with her back propped up against his chest. He wrapped his arm around her waist, disabling her from moving, while his other hand grabbed a kunai and held it to her collar.
Sakura didn't come to gradually, as if falling out of a dream. It was a violent shock, and instant pull from unconsciousness. Her eyes snapped open and she tried to sit up, but was held back. She looked around wildly, not knowing what was going on.
I'm being held down, she thought, paralyzed by fear.
She glanced down. One muscular arm was wrapped around her waist and hands. Something cold was being pressed against her throat. Sakura could feel him breathing steadily against her back. Whoever it was, he must have been asleep. She tried to get a better look, cocking her head to the side. Suddenly, the arm around her waist held her down tighter and the cold thing was pressed under her chin.
"Don't move," a familiar voice commanded.
"K-Kakashi?" she stuttered. Despite his commands, she turned her head to the side to look at him. Her eyes grew wide in shock. His headband was pulled off, the sharingan eye exposed. She cringed at his feral expression.
"Are you okay, Sakura?" His expression softened and he set the kunai down.
"I...I don't know," she answered honestly. Her body began to shake violently, and the pain in her thigh became all to apparent. She cried out, but cut it short by biting on her lip. The tears, however, she could not stop. They flew freely, the agony clear in her eyes.
Kakashi wrapped an arm around her as he positioned himself so that he was normally sitting on the couch with Sakura in his lap. He was about to mover her but she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, crying into his bare chest.
"Kakashi, it was horrible!" she managed between sobs. "I was alone with it. I was alone and it was hurting me!"
Kakashi watched the pink haired girl break down on his lap. Awkwardly, he placed his arms around her and hugged her to him. He could feel her tears trickle down his chest. His eyes screwed shut as he hugged her tighter.
Why couldn't it have been me?
Gaara watched Sakura intensely as she did her calisthenics. He noticed that she had been more into them, wanting to push herself to the brink of exhaustion. "What are you doing?"
Sakura turned her face to the side, still doing push ups. "What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Pushing yourself too hard," he stated plainly.
She turned her head back to the ground. "I have to."
"Hey."
Gaara and Sakura looked towards to voice. Sasuke was leaning against a tree, his arms crossed and looking bored. Gaara nodded towards him, while Sakura looked back down to continue her pushups.
"I want to fight you," he said bluntly. The huge energy had once again drawn him to Gaara.
Gaara just stared at him. He looked back down to Sakura, then back up to Sasuke. He nodded and walked over to him. Sasuke launched off, jumping from tree to tree with Gaara closely behind him.
The huge energy is leaving... Sasuke thought. He looked over his shoulder to make sure Gaara was still following him. Confused, he stopped on the next branch he landed on. He gave a questioning look towards Gaara.
"You thought that was me?" He asked, looking back to the direction where Sakura was training. "It's not."
It suddenly dawned on Sasuke. Sakura had been in the store with Gaara, and Gaara had been with Sakura while she was training. She was the huge energy?
"Since when..."
Gaara smirked. "Ask her."
Sooo I have a question. Who do you enjoy reading Sakura with? Kakashi or Gaara?
