A/N: (knows exactly how mad people are at her) I'm sorry! Please forgive me, I'm making it up as I go along and hopefully by the time everything's finished you will understand.
Disclaimer (doing a bad impression of Kuzco-Emperor's New Groove): No owni...no owni
Uncertain Feelings
Part 2
By: Apherion
Chapter 2: Bonds
He woke up by the morning's light, spreading over his form, heavily covered by Kina. She had her arms around his waist, head lying on his bare chest. He resisted the urge to wake her up. Of course last night had its…pleasure, but today wasn't yesterday and he regretted now more than ever having met Kina two months back.
"Is there something I can help you with?" Kina, someone who he hadn't seen since Sasuke and she broke it off, was looking at him intentionally, trying to see through him.
"What are you meaning?" He answered with his usual question. Then everything went into the flurried erotica, just short of being some of the things he had been contemplating.
He slipped himself from her hold and showered. The heated water spilled down his back and through his hair. He picked up the soap and lathered it, covering his body in the substance that wasn't solid or liquid.
He turned the water off after finishing and took a towel to himself. He had to do something, he sighed disconsolately. It was catching his chest every five seconds of breathing, the grief-the regret. Sighing once more, he moved from the bathroom, back into the bedroom. Kina was still asleep.
He rummaged through his drawers as quietly as he could, and pulled out an all black wardrobe for himself. He pulled on his 'shorts' and then his pants, leaving his shirt off to the last. He had it gripped inside his hands, but the pictures on his dresser caught his gaze.
Sakura was smiling in the picture, hands on both Naruto's and Sasuke's heads, as if she was pushing herself up on them. Both boys were attempting to get her off, but the picture had flashed and both had irate looks on their faces. It made Sakura stand out even more because of that fact and not just because of her cherry blossom colored hair.
He picked up the frame with his left hand, smiling himself. She was not like the other girls her age. He had thought her pointless to be on the team. She had proved herself worthy to be in the team with Sasuke and Naruto in the end though. Her chakra control, her impeccable knowledge…Naruto was always begging her to help him, and then Sasuke would ask Naruto to tell him what she had said. Naruto would always refuse, but it was funny to watch the exchange.
He had a trip, one of the perfect adventures. Now stretching twenty-nine as far as he can, he only went on the more dangerous missions unless he decided to ask the Hokage for some of the trivial ones. He also wasn't going to be due teaching any new recruits unless the young jounins ran out. Secretly he hoped he would be able to teach again, but the strain of never having anyone pass his test, except Team 7, was just a little too frustrating for him.
He set the picture back down on his dresser and pulled the black shirt over his head. He contemplated his face in the mirror, and pulled the black mask over his head, and tucked it underneath the neck of his shirt. He sighed and picked up his hiate-ate, adjusting it to his head and pulling it over his blood red sharigan. It wasn't even six-thirty yet. He shot a look at Kina, still passed out, and then walked out of the room.
He was going to see Tsunade to talk to her about lessons for Sakura. That was all, if she were to appoint him her instructor; he couldn't refuse. He smirked beneath his mask, but it was erased. If being with your student wasn't taboo enough, seeing her while he was married had to be. He'd figure it out; eventually he would find a way that didn't hurt them both.
Seven o'clock rounded, and he found himself almost surpassing the Hokage's residence. She's going to kill me, but I don't think that she would do anything…serious. He knocked twice and was about to go for a third time when the down was nearly ripped from its hinges.
Tsunade glared down at him severely. He didn't flinch or shy away from her, he just stood there looking indifferent like he always did.
"What do you want so ear-wait, Kakashi…?" True, Kakashi never got up early on a day off or weekend, this day being both, Tsunade must've been surprised to see him on her doorstep.
"Well, Sakura told me about the whole 'Itachi' incident and I figure that she would need to be shown how to deal with those situations in which she would have no control." Somehow, what he said didn't sound as dumb as he had thought it would. Tsunade didn't look astonished; she just looked a little perturbed by the fact that Sakura had even said anything to anyone excluding herself.
"Sure, of course, I was going to get to that when I decided to wake up, which was in thirty minutes…but, as nature would have it, birds decided to begin their whistling an hour early today. Yet, I fear that I wasn't the only one who was awakened quite easily. Especially if you're up, of all people," Tsunade smiled, and Kakashi was wondering why she didn't look as old as she was. I guess being a ninja helps, he thought smiling himself.
"And you decided to come here to assist her, correct?" Well, that was the whole point of the speech.
"Yeah, of course, you're the only one for the job, Sasuke gone and all." Tsunade waved it off, "unless," she added darkly, "you've come to say that there'd be no way for you to teach her." Kakashi's head immediately went off in a huge explosion. He didn't let anything show though. He coughed and spoke, so as not to sound too eager.
"No, Lady Hokage, I was indeed volunteering for the job. Having taught her once, I figured it would be no problem for me to be able for to get her to catch on." Tsunade nodded, smiling once again at him.
"I'm glad to hear that, Kakashi. Oh, how does finally being married feel?" He looked at her, trying not to stiffen at the words.
"The ceremony would have been better had Sakura not known." He made the put down quite subtle so as she wouldn't catch on to swiftly. However, his attempts weren't what you would call exemplary.
"You would've been killed if she found out about it after you had gotten married." She seemed to be trying to say something without saying it. Kakashi ignored it, not wanting to bring her around to a conclusion that he didn't want her making. She shrugged her shoulders and looked at him, as he hadn't left her alone.
"Anything else you want to tell me, Kakashi?" He wanted to say, 'Get me a divorce and we'll be even', but that wouldn't be heard of, at least not by the Hokage. Kakashi just shook his head and was about to turn and walk off somewhere when Tsunade stopped him.
"Seeing as you and she both have the day off, why don't you start your training today?" Tsunade looked at him hopefully, and Kakashi was confused.
"Kina…wait; you can't be talking about her now can you?" Tsunade laughed and said,
"Sakura, pay attention Kakashi, you are turning into a kid again. Yondaime wouldn't be too pleased with you now." He laughed, his own teacher, the fourth Hokage, was the own who sealed the fox inside Naruto. Kakashi had been found of his ambitious student because he had so many traits that Yondaime had.
Sakura of course, wouldn't be pleased at getting up at roughly seven forty-five, but it couldn't be helped. After all, he would like to see her asleep again. She never had changed in the way she slept since she was four, and he would know. She was just fun to watch sometimes. He happened upon her house, and went directly to where he knew her room to be. The window was open, but he was the one to open it before leaving late from her house. He had stayed with her to watch her sleep.
He slipped inside, thankfully without breaking anything. Sakura's pink hair had spilled out over her pillow as she tossed in her sleep; now she was lying on her back. He would try and talk her into getting it cut. She's going to have trouble handling it while she trains; he lied to himself.
Her chest rose with every intake of breath and fell when she exhaled. She looked so peaceful, just like last night. He fought his inner urges as he took his place beside her, beside the bed. He leaned down and into her, carefully holding himself from falling onto her.
"Sakura," he whispered in her ear. She didn't jolt from sleep though; instead she started to talk in her sleep.
"Kakashi," her words were barely formed. He was straining to hear her soft voice.
"I won't leave," her voice was a bit stronger, and he just noticed the tears glistening on her face. "Not now, I will stay with you." He tried not to pull away when she latched onto his hand, entwining her fingers inside his. It was a simple pleasure, but it sent shivers down his back nonetheless. Then her right hand had begun running fingers through his hair. He tried not to laugh as a thought occurred to him. She's able to mess me up without being awake. I wish I knew what she was dreaming about.
He felt a tugging at his mask, jogging him back to where he was and whom he was with. His own right hand grasped hers, removing her fingers from the cloth. He saw the tears fall a little quicker. Now he was more curious to what she was dreaming about.
"Kakashi…this is my last chance to see it while you're…while you're," she choked. He let her hand go and she went back to his mask. She worked her fingers inside, and pulled it gently down, relieving the breathing burden. She touched her cool hand to the skin that had always been unseen by her. Of course, she was asleep, but still, it had never been off in her presence. Neither was the mask off in Sasuke's and Naruto's sights; not that the three haven't tried to get it off. They had even made it a secret mission only to him. The first person to get off the mask was to take a picture and they would be crowned the best of the genins. They never could get it off though.
"I can't believe she went and betrayed you," Sakura said silently. Kakashi was so thrown he couldn't stop himself from blurting out.
"Who betrayed me?" He asked in the same whisper she had been using. Her look became stern.
"Don't pretend you didn't see her take advantage of you." A gasp and shudder came from her as she stopped herself from crying. "She had no right, none at all." Her hand cupped his face, but he pulled away this time. He watched her hand fall and he replaced the mask.
"Sakura, wake up," he spoke it louder, and her eyes shot open. She started wiping at her cheeks while she sat up, adjusting her eyes. Her eyes widened then settled down after a few seconds of staring at him.
"Ka-Kakashi…what are you…doing here?" She said the sentence spaced out and out of breath. The affects of the dream were still upon her. He gave her a pat on the head and she returned to her natural, hotheaded state.
"Do that again and see what happens," she threatened in her dark tone she had with him so long ago, or at least two months felt like forever. He just shook his head.
"You have training today, get dressed." The order was just like any other he had given her. Yet she just sat there, blinking perplexedly. "Get dressed Sakura." He repeated for her slow, morning self.
"It's the weekend!" Sakura moaned, pulling the comforter up to her chin, pretending to go back to sleep. Kakashi smirked heavily and backed away from the bed. Probably thinking she had won, she got a little more comfortable and took benefit of a little longer lie in. Kakashi turned back running towards the bed and pounced on it. Sakura screamed aloud out of shock and fright. He had caught himself from landing fully on her, though the position was rather questionable.
Sakura shoved him from the bed to the floor where he made a thump, gracefully landing on his backside. He started to laugh. Sakura fought to keep her face straight so her death glare that she was giving him wouldn't be ruined. It failed though, and Kakashi looked at the foolish face she was making. He smiled at her and hit the edge of her bed with his hands.
"Get up, or I'll pounce on you again." His attempt at intimidation didn't work on her this time. She just sat there staring at him.
"That's not much of a threat, Kakashi-sensei," she said, trying in vain to hide her mirth. Kakashi however, just sat on one side of her bed.
"I guess you're right, but seriously Sakura. Get up; Tsunade's assigned you lessons on how to protect yourself against the sharigan." Sakura was silent, indulged in her thinking process. No, it didn't take her long to take in information, it was what she wanted to say or do about it that took so long for her. However, she still hadn't come up with something to say to this.
"So you didn't come here of your own free will?" How in the hell did she come up with that conclusion? What evidence did she have that pointed that he didn't come of his own free will?
"Sakura, I went to her house to ask her about training you for it."
"Oh," Sakura said, with less gusto than usual. He rolled his visible eye and touched her hand. She looked up sharply at him.
Sakura Point of View (sorry I have to reduce the story's 'lining' but the lines weren't working for me, and was probably getting ya'll confused
"Sakura, please, just listen," he started. "I'm not trying to confuse you-"
"Then what are you trying to do, exactly?" She sounded hysterical, but she didn't care. This was the second time she had asked him the question that almost always sent her over the edge.
"Sakura, I…just get ready and meet me at the bridge when you're ready. I'll be waiting." He was gone in a puff of white smoke.
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