A/N: W00T! Positive reinforcement! I love you all! (throws cookies and brownies to everyone). No one has plotted-or at least I haven't been told about-mydeath yet, so I say this is going great. More updates in closer intervals now that school's ending and I'm getting more reviews (don't stop sending them, I love them very much...-stares at mob-not as much as I love you all though!).

BTW, picture time: doven at has this lovely photo that has inspired this part. Here's the pic!

http/ www . deviantart . com / deviation / 19621845 / (remember! no spaces in the address bar and comment on the pic! You can also search it under 'Blindfold' at remember to always actively dis the disclaimer (because we all secretly own Kakashi...and the other hot dudes of this anime) CHA!

Disclaimer: I really don't have a say in this do I?

Me: Nu-uh, but you know what? You're not dead...I mean twisted into...no, I meant to say you're not in the black yet so, you're okay for the moment (watches disclaimer shrink away)

Disclaimer(pointing finger dramatically): DON'T LISTEN TO HER-SHE DOESN'T OWN NARUTO!

Me: Why you little...

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Do to the graphic nature of this scene, the fanfiction has been sumbitted to occupy your thoughts until Apherion is done harming the disclaimer. We're sorry for this inconvience on 'Violence without Provication'.

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Story:

Uncertain Feelings

Part 2

By: Apherion

Chapter 3: Training

Three months, Sakura thought dragging her tongue looking out from her little post, a tree. Kakashi had taken up the offer and now Sakura was wishing he wasn't the one who was teaching her. Sure, he was renowned, sure he was someone she looked forward to seeing, but now, her image was shattered (metaphorically speaking of course). She saw a dictator of ruling that did not apply to him. She was grateful when he was sent on a mission somewhere-at the moment she couldn't recall where-and rejoiced the four days she was off the hook.

She coughed when she attempted a dry laugh. Now, no one would be able to tell how much Sakura didn't approve of the wedding that had occurred-or the training for that matter (but it was irreversible). Mostly, people had forgotten about it, but Ino and Hinata would listen to her when she needed a good talk, a long cry, and some ice cream. She told herself that the two wouldn't last long but three months had gone by and still nothing had happened in particular. She was getting agitated and frustrated.

She hopped down from the lowest branch to the forest floor, tripped, and split open her bottom lip. On all fours, blood dripped steadily onto the ground, speckling the dirt and twigs. She tugged her lip into her mouth with her tongue and teeth and began sucking on the hurt appendage. Sakura settled herself onto a tree's roots and hugged herself tightly. She then gathered herself together, and stood up, facing the tree, vaguely wondering where Kakashi had gotten off to.

Where is he, she thought desperately as rain began to pour down on her. She walked away from her little hiding spot, further into the forest. A chill began to spread from her head to her toes as the rain didn't let up and her clothes became soaked. The temperature was dropping quite nicely thanks to the water falling persistently on her. She was constantly shivering, and the sky was steadily becoming darker. The wind began to pick up, streaming both her vision and the water. Rustling began somewhere in her midst, the sound making her paranoid. Uchiha Itachi, the thought brought her paranoia to a deafening brink. She began to run, like a fleeting doe, to anywhere besides where she was.

A hand, followed by an arm, snaked its way around her waist, forcing her into a solid body. Sakura tried to struggle free, oh god! It's him; tears welled inside her emerald eyes. She tried to imagine that it wasn't Itachi that was holding her so very close to his body. She didn't want to feel the pain again that he had induced. Tears leaked out her closed eyes, flowing down her cheeks, mingling with the rain.

"Sakura, its okay," her thoughts were interrupted as Kakashi's voice entered her mind, filtering out all of her thoughts. She shook her head with her eyes still closed; refusing to believe that it really was Kakashi.

"Sakura, you've got to listen to me." She furrowed her brow and opened one eye, squinting through the rain. It was Kakashi holding her. She let out a sigh of relief before flinging her arms about his neck, hugging him to her.

"Thank you," she whispered to no one in particular. She felt Kakashi's gaze drift on her more intently than it had been. She pulled back from the hold just enough to look into his face. Oh how she loved his face, and she felt the tears threaten to fall on her. She blinked them away, even though she was sure she could cry and him not know that it were her tears and not the rain.

"Sakura," he groaned, sitting down on the floor of the forest, being her down with him. A twinge of hurt filled her, but it was banished almost at once when she felt his arms encircle her waist. She snuggled into his soaking wet chest. She was tired and her chakra was low; he wouldn't question her lying on top of him, using him as a pillow. She grinned at the thought and almost felt him push her gently.

"Kakashi," she said, he made a noise indicating that he was listening. "You're a fricken hypocrite, you know that?" She never said that to him, but given the circumstances, she really wasn't in his book, so it didn't matter anymore.

"Really, I'm the hypocrite?" As if he didn't know, what an, "Sakura, just let it go okay? I'll walk you"-she sat up and held up a hand for him to save it. She wasn't going to let him walk her to her place. She didn't need his contrition protection, if she needed to be protected, she didn't want the protection he was going for. She didn't want the perfect savor to go to his own address, with someone else to love. She chewed her lip, kneading it softly. Kakashi gave her a concerned look.

"Stop it Kakashi, just stop it!" She jumped to her feet. She was tired of it, sick and tired of listening to his voice, the voice that granted both pleasure and pain for her. She stamped her foot into the ground, creating a nice sized hole with the chakra levels in her body running haywire. Kakashi didn't flinch, but he did seem to get wary after her foot connected with the earth. Water began to fill the crevice that she had created. She watched it without real conviction.

The silence that followed was almost unbearable.

Her ears caught a sound drifting through the trees and chills ran through her body uncontrollably. She shook, the noise was eerie and not of this world. It was getting a bit nippy, her thin clothes soaked through and all.

"Kakashi, what was-?" He had her by the shoulders with one arm and was covering her mouth with the other when the sound formed again, closer. Her heart beat inside her chest, threatening to come through her chest. She could feel that she was slightly bouncing, like she had being shocked every time her heart rapped on her ribs.

Despite her fear, she couldn't help but feel overly excited by being so close to him. Her back pressed firm into his taut, muscular chest. She melted into him, fearing only the things outside of Kakashi's touch. It was over too fast for Sakura when he let her go.

"Sakura," he was giving her the concerned look again. "I'm walking you to your house whether you want me to or not," he said forcefully. The look in his eye was no different either. "I will protect you at all costs." Sakura looked at him as he let her go. Her eyes met his and she felt like she should tell him that she wasn't worth it, but the sentence wouldn't form. She closed her mouth and nodded, feeling his jacket being placed over her shoulders.

They walked in silence, but for some reason Kakashi was standing close to her. Sakura didn't mind it, but there was barely an inch between herself and the (married) Copy-nin. She stopped and prepared herself for him to collide with her, but-like she already knew-he didn't. Instead, his hands went to her shoulders, covered by his jacket.

"What's wrong," he asked from behind her. Sakura focused on their close proximity, elated despite the rain echoing her true mood. She shook her head in answer to his first question, and then elaborated for him.

"I just wanted to know why you were walking so close to me…not that I minded, I was just…" she broke off feeling a bit awkward. Why was he suddenly feeling the need to be beside her? He was married for crying out loud (too many times in fact).

"You're not really dressed for this weather and I figured you would freeze," his words were soft, barely audible thanks to the storm driving his voice away. She touched his hand with hers. He's being so considerate to me… She sighed softly, unheard by Kakashi however.

"Thanks," she whispered, not knowing if he had heard her or not. It was impossible for her to care that he was sworn off to another. It was inappropriate (for both her and him) to be together, but she wanted it so badly.

They began to walk again, in solitary silence. Kakashi wasn't increasing his pace, staying directly behind her, and still with the same distance between them (practically non-existent). When they reached the outside of the forest, Kakashi latched onto Sakura, gripping her as if his life depended upon her being there.

"What's wrong, Sen…Kakashi?" His grip was numbing her shoulders and arms rapidly. The feeling in both was almost gone, leaving that unpleasant tingling sensation in its wake. She was more worried now. Kakashi hadn't done something like this in a long time, when they fought Orochimaru.

"Sorry, Sakura, I just thought that you…never mind." He let her go and they began walking to her house. He was acting very strange. Maybe he lost someone during a particularly rainy mission, Sakura mused as their proximity between each other still didn't lengthen. Perhaps someone he liked. Sakura noticed that his stature was a bit edgy. Wait…didn't Kakashi just get back from a mission from the Sound village? Realization hit her hard, clutching her stomach rapidly. She unconsciously sped up, making Kakashi walk faster, but…

She stopped in her tracks seeing red eyes in front of her. They whirled and sent her spinning into her own mind, but she fought back. She would be damned if she was going to let Itachi take her over again. She punched the blurring figure in front of her, and the sharigan's affect wore off instantly. She saw a shorter figure with the same black hair and red eyes like Itachi, but it wasn't him.

"S-Sasuke…?" She looked at him, afraid that he had actually used it on her. He disappeared before she could fully comprehend what had happened. Then she remembered Kakashi.

She turned around. Expecting Kakashi to be close by, but she couldn't see him anywhere until… He looked dazed and out of it, as if inside his own mind. She ran over to him, clutching his forearms, shaking him.

"Kakashi-sensei, snap out of it! Kaka…" she broke off, swaying lightly as she finally caught the scent of blood. Tears spilled unknown to her from her eyes, looking frantically where he had been wounded. She couldn't find it and the clothes weren't being bled through.

"I don't care if you'd rather die than to admit you need help, but you're coming with me." She circulated chakra around herself so as she could lift Kakashi and sprint to Tsunade's. I can't let you die on me. I still want you to see me kick your wife's ass (although she substituted 'wife' for another word).

"Tsunade-sama," Sakura shouted, pounding hard on the door with her fists. She was exhausted trying to hold Kakashi up and scream and knock on the door. The door flew open.

"What is the meaning of this…? My god Sakura, bring him in here." Tsunade, in a red satin bathrobe, helped Sakura bring an unconscious Kakashi over the threshold. Immediately, Tsunade made a place to lie Kakashi down.

"Where did you find him?" She asked Sakura fretfully, as she haphazardly washed and dried her hands.

"He was walking me to my house." The simple statement roused suspicion in the Hokage.

"Why was he walking you home?" Sakura was taken aback by the question then she realized what Tsunade was implying. He's married; quit making me have to remember that!

"No, not like that, Tsunade-sama; we finished training. It started to pour, so he offered to walk me." Regardless of her inner mood, she sounded calm and patient in explaining the things she kind of wished went the way Tsunade was thinking.

"Then why is your outfit torn?" Tsunade fixed her with a stern look. Sasuke must've done that…

"Tsunade, nothing happened, I climbed a tree before Kakashi found me during training, I must've torn it then," Sakura invented quickly, not wanting to explain about Sasuke, covering for him. She nodded, as if approving of Sakura's explanation, then franticness overcame her.

"What happened to his jacket, the one he always wears?" Sakura nodded and placed a hand on her own shoulder…yet the article of clothing wasn't there.

"It must've fallen off my shoulders when I noticed him in a trance in the street." Sakura sneezed loudly and excused herself. She wasn't going to tell the Hokage about Sasuke attacking her.

"Why was it on your shoulders?" Tsunade asked, yet again suspicious.

"If you hadn't noticed how thin the clothing I'm wearing," Sakura said with a bit of impatience in her voice. Tsunade raised her eyebrows at her and Sakura was forced to keep going.

"I tell you nothing happened between us, why are you so wary of the situation between Kakashi and me?" Tsunade sighed clearly, walking over to the laid-out Kakashi. Sakura knew exactly why, but she didn't understand why Tsunade would actually go that far as to suggest that she and he had something going on. He was married, and no matter what Sakura could do about it…well, there wasn't any point and wishing for it because she couldn't do a thing about it now, could she?

"It's…nothing," Tsunade said, stripping Kakashi of his shirt, revealing his cut upper-half of his body. Sakura inwardly swooned, even though she had seen it before. She was surprised that Tsunade left the mask on, but she figured if she wasn't there, Tsunade would've done so.

Sakura watched Tsunade's hurried inspection, neither talking to the other. The blonde finally moved back from Kakashi to look at the pink-haired chuunin.

"Were you attacked?" Sakura's medical instructor asked her sternly. Sakura shook her head, furthering her lying.

"Not that I knew of, I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary," Sakura said coolly. Tsunade looked at her suspiciously.

"You were attacked," she said plainly, holding up a long, thin stick. A senbon needle, Sakura thought shocked, and in combination with the sharigan I bet.

"Will he be all right?" She asked her eyes wide, playing the part as best as she knew how to.

"Yes, it's nothing too damaging. It hit his nervous system so that must've been why he was knocked unconscious like Hinata was." Sakura nodded, remembering all too well what happened to Naruto's girlfriend. Tsunade walked away after putting Kakashi back in his shirt. Probably to go finish off what she was doing beforehand, Sakura thought savagely.

Kakashi woke up in a matter of minutes after Tsunade's departure; looking around trying to register where he was. Sakura put a reassuring hand on his and he sat up taking it inside his own hand. Before Sakura knew it, he was pulling her towards the door without saying anything. Sakura managed to shout good-bye to Tsunade before Kakashi had her and himself properly out the door.

Kakashi Point of View

"What the hell, Sakura?" He looked at her, both of them needed to talk, and now. Sakura avoided his gaze, but he put his hands on her shoulders and shook her.

"Why was he attacking you? Last I checked; Itachi was fighting you, not Sasuke." Sakura didn't say a word as he dragged her to her place. He opened the door; it wasn't locked. He pulled Sakura over the threshold and shut the door behind them.

"Well, Sakura, why is Sasuke showing interest in you now? You're becoming quite popular amongst the Uchihas," he was agitated. Sakura trembled on her weakening legs that were barely holding her up. He caught her 'round the middle.

"I d-don't n-know," she said, stuttering a bit. She's probably cold, running through the rain twice in one night. He noticed the torn training outfit.

"Did he do anything?" He was worried; he had tried to teach her how to protect herself, but… God, please don't let anything to have happened.

"N-no…nothing h-happened," she sneezed and excused herself. Thank you, he sighed gratefully.

"All right Sakura, I'll see you later then. I don't want you getting too sick on me." He said it and he left, walking towards the pub for a couple drinks with Genma and Asuma; maybe he'd pull Iruka into the bar as well. That man never has fun, he thought, but passed on the idea of getting the academy teacher, too intent on getting drunk.

Sakura Point of View

Sakura stared at the now closed door with disbelief. Was he really that concerned about her?

"It's not like he'll kiss you again, Sakura. So just let it go. He's a man and he's married. And by the looks of it, Tsunade doesn't want you together, so it doesn't matter. You're fifteen and you've got a lot of years ahead of you," Sakura tried cheering up, but it really wasn't working. Soon enough, she was in tears with no one to comfort her.


A/N: Fortunetely you got to see the next chapter, unfortunetely you didn't see how I came out the victor in the battle between thedisclaimer and myself. Let's just say someone's going to be filling in for him for the next few updates (we'll miss him because he made things hilarious before we got into the whole stroy).

I wrote some of this for another fic that I don't have posted on here (or anywhere actually because it's still in my documents, lol). So, I hope you liked it after all the editing I've done to this chapter (the lemon, yes I said 'lemon', that I will be throwing in here somewhere in the future I already know will be horrible to write...for all those 'Mature' rating fans, yes this fic will eventually get there, so keep your fingers crossed. I'm consulting with my muse for help, so, all's well).

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