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Uncertain Feelings
Part 2
By: Apherion (Deanna Garrett)
Chapter 5: Misgivings
December dawned, about twenty-two days after being submitted to the medic building, Naruto and Temari were finally feeling up to snuff. Not that Kakashi-or Sakura for that matter-was complaining. He and Sakura had plenty of run-ins during this time and training became more of an opportunity rather than to train, but they still did train. Sakura was a long way off of defeating Itachi at his sharigan, but he was impressed at how much potential she had. She could probably go ANBU if she wanted, but a lot of that depended upon her lately.
Kina found out about the second time he and Sakura got together. He didn't deny it; he actually confirmed it-much to her displeasure. She yelled at him and he shot back at her. She screamed like she could fix everything, but Kakashi had his mind made up after he left the first time. Sakura was all he needed. He didn't need anyone to tell him otherwise.
He watched her leave, fuming and thinking him ill health. He wasn't the only one who was glad to be rid of her-besides Sakura. Iruka clapped him on the back and said,
"Finally, she was such a," Kakashi just smiled, glad to here someone else besides Sakura called her that. He increasingly realized how much Kina was disliked. Tsunade even told him she was glad they were rid of her. The Hokage's excuse was, of course, it was extremely difficult to have an outsider living within Konoha's walls, but he knew better.
Anko, Kurenai, Genma, and Asuma talked him up for longer than he had expected at the bar, and ended up buying a round for them all to enjoy insulting Kina's memory in the hidden village of leaf.
"Yeah, 'Kashi just loved the idea of him being called that," Sakura said somewhere amidst the stumbling, the chitchat, and the foolery going on outside the local bar they had just exited.
"Yesh, I'm shure he wuved it," Kurenai managed to get out. Asuma hurried her from the bar that she happened to be looking wistfully at. Anko took Genma by the hand.
"We needs to gets home…" Genma managed to get out before slightly passing out into Anko's arms.
"He's going to be fun tonight," Anko remarked sardonically. "Ah well, thanks Kakashi, those were pretty good." Anko could talk normally, but once the ANBU started moving, you could tell she was drunk.
"I needed it!" Kakashi waved them off, slurred and out of it. He felt his companion touch his shoulder and turned to the fifteen year-old at his side. He was suddenly reminded at how beautiful she was and how he still had things he needed to talk to her about. His arm wrapped around her waist.
"No, the great Kakashi doesn't need my help, does he?" Sakura laughed as she joked with him, letting him lean on her as she took them both to his house.
"Yes, I need my Sakura's help," he said, trying to sound serious, but failing. Sakura laughed and he smiled beneath his mask, yes, I need my Sakura's help. As they neared the door to his place, he let her go to open the door. Sakura watched half-heartedly and made a move to turn.
"No," he said possessively taking her wrist with his left hand while his right turned the doorknob, pushing the door open. "I need to talk with you." He grinned at Sakura's stunned face and the indistinguishable noise she made when he tugged her into him. He felt her body relax by his automatic grasp of her waist, bringing her further inside his house, to the living room on the right. He sat her down, still standing.
"I need to tell you about something that happened when your parents went on that mission." Sakura looked at him confused. He had always been serious, but this really wasn't the seriousness that she was used to. He was usually funny and serious, but tonight he seemed to be the serious that he only was when battling someone stronger than him. She urged him on, scooting over to give him room on the loveseat couch that she was sitting on. He shook his head.
"When your parents went away, they had to have someone watch over you. I knew them pretty well at that time, so I offered my help. It was you I was taking care of in that picture you saw." Sakura stared at him, unsure of what to say. He was actually being serious. If he was acting, he was doing a great job at it because he didn't have the joking gleam in his eyes.
"You…took care of me?" It fits, she thought, I've always been able to control chakra like a jounin and he never really paid attention to me, no matter what I did. I can't believe he still…
"I know I should've said something to you, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I didn't want you to look at me differently, but now it really doesn't matter seeing as we might…" he pulled to a stopped watching her expression change from slightly happy to horror.
"I th-thought…S-rank m-mission…b-but I'm just a ch-chuunin…" Kakashi stopped her from blabbering with sensible words that made her feel like she had overlooked everything completely.
"You should have known better. The prospect of finding Sasuke means, indefinitely, that Itachi will be involved." Sakura watched him begin pacing in front of her, making her feel restless. She put a hand to her face and pressed her cool fingers to her lips, thinking while sating the hunger to move from the seat.
"Kina…didn't Kina know about this?" Kakashi let out his bark laugh, but continued his pacing while he answered.
"She's in Wave by now, and if she were going to tell someone our plans, she wouldn't have an exact date. We were in wait until Naruto and Temari decided that they could move on…well Temari, I'm sure you had your hands full for the longest time telling Naruto that you were still checking out his head." Sakura giggled nervously and nodded.
"Yes…you know he's got the most outrageous amount of chakra I've ever seen. It's almost as if he has another thing inside himself." She breathed in awe.
"Kind of like you and your inner self." Sakura scowled at him, scrunching her nose and squinting at him while sticking out her tongue. He laughed, pulling down his mask and sauntering over to her in his lazy walk.
"How can you still want me even after having to take care of me from four to eleven?" She felt her lips move underneath her fingertips and loved the feeling. He discontinued his walk and looked at her, considering her. He moved again, taking her hand away from her lips, and leaning in to kiss her tenderly.
"It was easy, you were cute then and you're beautiful now," his lips brushed hers as he spoke. It tickled, but she loved the sensation. She playfully pushed him.
"I want a real answer," she said in a hurt voice, pouting at him childishly. He complied with sitting next to her and setting her astride his lap. She blushed innocently.
"I found everything that you did practically adorable, except for when you'd cry, and even though I held you and consoled you, the only way we both could get sleep is if I stayed with you. Now that your older I see that you're still the same…only I wasn't there to comfort you all the times I could've and should've." She smiled and placed her hands on each one of his shoulders. It was nice to hold him. It was nice to know it was really happening.
"Then why did I forget everything?" It was a good question; she didn't know why she didn't remember anything about an eighteen year-old plus man taking care of her from year four to eleven.
"Your brain sometimes makes you forget things you don't want to remember. You killed your parents-how you did is unbelievable to me to this day, but even so. You didn't want to remember that your parents came back and tried to kill you and that you killed them out of self-defense, so your mind put a block up saying that everything between your fourth year and your eleventh year were off limits," Kakashi informed her knowledgably.
"Thanks for that interesting lesson, Sensei," she said with a smirk to her face. His right hand was holding the base of her neck and he pulled her down into him. His soft, practiced lips covered her less experienced ones for a less-than-tender kiss. She felt the bruising, but she didn't care. It tasted as good as it felt; wonderful.
His left hand wandered from lifeless at his side to pushing her hips down closer to his. She gasped, feeling the exciting twinge run through her. The feeling was something she had known, but it was still not something she knew. She gave into his strong touch, kissing him back. Their lips molded together, want and need evident throughout. He pushed her away and she complied with it.
"Sakura," he whispered, her head now lying on his right shoulder. She was playing with his hair, having already removed his headband from his head. She looked at him through half-lidded eyes, her green eyes misted over.
"Hm," she responded to him, to intent on her fingers latched inside his hair to pay too much attention. He shivered and removed her hand with some protesting coming from Sakura.
"I can't give back all the hours I took away from you…from us," she watched his lips move with little interest as to what he had to say. She sat up straight and looked into his eyes. So different and aloof, but she could see the discomfort in them. She kissed his lips affectionately touching his cheeks with her hands, pulling him further into her. He followed suit, putting his hands on her face as well, drawing them both together as seamless as possible.
The heartfelt kiss ended, leaving stars in Sakura's eyes when she opened them to look upon the handsome face that was gazing almost as star-struck as she was. His fingers traced her lips so lightly, Sakura could barely feel it. She closed her eyes and gave way to the sensitivity that she was feeling all around her body.
One of his hands had enclosed her waist, fixing her to the spot, just on top of him. She had a familiarity with everything, like she had been given hyper-senses, boosting the effects he had on her. She felt his heavy breath on her neck, proceeding to kiss it; his fingers had left her now parted lips.
Her breathing steadily became rapid and hurried, as if she couldn't breathe properly. Scenes flooded her fogged head from when Itachi had attacked her.
It was Itachi caressing her neck, making her close her eyes, letting her feel the headiness of arousal. It was Itachi touching her in numerous places that she wished he wouldn't. It was Itachi stripping her of her clothes, ravishing her lips like they were his to behold. It was Itachi that adjusted her body as he readied himself.
Sakura screamed aloud with fright, her eyes shooting open with wild fury. Kakashi pulled her into him, rubbing her back as she cried helplessly onto his shoulder. Fear pierced her heart, and even though she knew her clothes were still intact and that she and Kakashi hadn't moved from the couch, she felt victimized and ashamed to have succumbed to the Sharigan and let Itachi in.
"One day, I'm actually going to do this to you."
"Sakura," Kakashi's worried voice penetrated the screams and the voices inside her head. She let her eyes focus in on him, despite the tears rolling down her face. Her pulse was racing and she felt as though her heart was going to explode form her chest.
"I'm…s-sorry…I-Itachi d-did t-this…he m-made…" she trailed off unsure how to finish; she was afraid Kakashi might not want to look at her again. He didn't say anything; he just wrapped his arms around her and kissed her tears away with his wonderful lips.
"Sakura, it's okay now, he's not here. I was there when he used his sharigan on you. It's all right; you don't have to explain it to me. I can only imagine what he did to you, but you have to believe me when I say everything will be all right." His voice lulled her into drying her tears and falling asleep on his shoulder. He smiled at her and kissed her head gently enough so not to wake her.
He carefully wrapped his arms around her waist and hoisted her up with him, carrying her limp form in his muscled arms. It hadn't been that long ago when he had done this for her. She still didn't weigh that much, but granted she weighed more than she did when she was younger. She had grown up quite well.
He brought into his bedroom, lying her down on the left side of the bed for Kakashi preferred the right side of the bed when accommodating guests. He pulled his shirt off and raked a tired hand through his silver hair. He pulled his mask over his head and walked around the bed to lie down beside Sakura. He covered both of them in the comforter, draping a protective arm around the girl alongside him.
I will protect her, he thought, feeling her arms enclose his waist and her head lie down on his bare chest. I don't know what I'll do if I lose her now.
A/N(points at the last paragraph): OH! OH! Look at the fluff! OO! (smiles) That's a heck of a lot better than last time huh? Still a bit of a cliff, but I'm sure you'll live.
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