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Angel Wings and Platforms

By: Apherion

Recap:

"I will look for what you wish me to, but I will not like until I know what truly matters to him." The words were spoken coldly and she beckoned Shizune towards the door. "Come," she said imperiously. "We've dallied too long, Shizune. I have many things I'd wish to discuss with you, my friend." Following her lead, Shizune bowed and exited after Sakura.

"You saved me? You really aren't the Sakura birth by King Gabriel, are you?" Shizune had a soft awe reigning in her voice.

"No, I'm not, and yes, I couldn't have let someone I know in my 'lifetime' to be shot down in front of me. Please show me to my room so we can discuss this further. It will take a while, yes, but it will be worth having someone I can talk to." Shizune laughed and nodded, leading Sakura down the right corridor into the North wing. Pushing open two white and gold wooden doors, Shizune revealed one of the largest bedrooms Sakura had ever seen.

"Sit, please, on the bed so I can pace and still be able to see you. It's just a habit, I like being able to see those who I am talking with." God damn it, I need to get rid of this language, it's rubbing off on me.

"Sorry, this isn't how I talk normally," Sakura stated apologetically.

"Don't worry," Shizune smiled, "it doesn't bother me."

"It does me, err! There I go again!" She cursed in her head and began to walk in the platforms. "Ok, when I explain this, hold you questions please, because it will throw me off track." Shizune nodded and Sakura began the long tale of how she knows everyone here and how there are some things different from this Konoha and the Konoha that she knew. She even explained that she was a ninja in the Konoha that she knew and that Shizune was a medic-nin and that Tsunade wasn't married to an angel and that Tsunade wasn't her mom.

"That's awesome, so Gabriel's not in your Konoha?" Sakura shook her head.

"And 'that fine man' Father Dearest has chosen for me is a traitor and a murderer in my Konoha."

"So that's why you went all pale and kind of, well, freaked out. Hey…I used some of your…vocabulary." Shizune said in a slightly dark tone.

"See, it feels easier to speak without the honorifics and speak-like rhyming." Shizune laughed aloud, sounding truly happy. "But I have one question, why didn't you mention that I seemed fond of someone else besides Itachi?"

"I wasn't going to be killed immediately upon entering…and know I see no reason to tell. You aren't that…bitch," Shizune whispered the word, "So, you're safe…well, I will bid you adieu for you to get your beauty sleep." Shizune was about to leave when Sakura rifled through what she assumed to be the pajama drawer and threw a matching top and bottom to Shizune.

"Sleepover, Shizune-chan, and since you're my charge now, you don't really have to worry about the 'mansion's house cleaning'. I've got your back now." Shizune laughed again.

"Sounds wonderful…so, what's a sleepover?" It was Sakura's turn to laugh.

"It's where you and the girls have pillow fights, tell stories, and just have fun." Shizune looked at Sakura, skeptical.

"So you mean, we could sneak out and stuff like that?" Sakura nodded, and halfway through her nod, she concocted a plan to see Kakashi. She grinned malevolently, making Shizune cease her nervous laughing.

"What is it Sakura?" Sakura laughed out and then quickly covered her mouth to shush it. She giggled soundlessly and she was glad to have Shizune working for her.

"You know where everyone lives correct, everyone outside these walls, right?" Shizune nodded, but looked at Sakura confusedly.

"Why do you need to know—oh no, you're not serious are you?" She said it as if she knew what Sakura was thinking. Sakura nodded vigorously.

"Oh yes, please! I have to see my teammate again before I'm doomed to life with Itachi." Sakura got on her knees and begged, pouting. Shizune took one look at her, turned away, and looked again.

"All right," she threw her hands into the air, "all right! I'll take you to Kakashi," she whispered. "But change out of that dress please." Sakura squealed happily hugging Shizune. She tore into her closet and her jaw dropped, eyes wide with admiration. She pointed weakly at the outfits (granted they were white, but who cared exactly?) and goggled at them once again.

"Yeah, you have more clothes than anyone else I think, but it's fair to say you're the princess."

"Ah," Sakura said, before dashing forward, picking at the clothes, muttering all the while as she 'speed searched' through the amount of white. She glared at Shizune.

"So they don't let me wear anything but white?" Shizune laughed allowed and helped Sakura with her search.

"Yup, that about covers it," she grinned at Sakura's angry expression. Another thing I need to change I guess, she thought bitterly as she found the only plain, unelaborated dress. The straps for sleeves were just that, straps like an overall's (only white).

"Shizune, the glitter, is there anyway I can get it off?" Shizune laughed at Sakura's desperate attempts at slipping out of the sparkling strapless dress that seemed to have a corset-like hold on her. Shizune, obviously knowing the 'password' to getting the dress off, simply walked behind Sakura and unbuttoned the top-most button.

"There you go." Sakura let out an exaggerated sigh of relief, causing Shizune to laugh harder. "And no, the glitter is permanently stuck on you." After a moment of a pained expression on her face, she sighed and looked at her half-naked form. Then Sakura could be heard screaming her head off. Shizune clapped a hand over her mouth.

"What is wrong with you? You want to get caught?" Sakura shook her head, and then Shizune realized what had made her newly acquired friend flip out. "I told you, you were only allowed to wear white and undergarments are no exception to that rule." She huffed then pleaded to have Shizune's help in putting on the simplest dress she could find.

"What, my help? I don't even want to know how you got into that last dress without help." Sakura chuckled and motioned for Shizune to hurry and get the dress on her.

"I explained that too. I didn't put it on, Ino and Hinata helped me with it." Shizune shook her head, slipping the dress over Sakura's head, helping adjust it to fit her just right.

"Of course, you're hopeless because you…are…kunoichi." Both girls cracked up at that. "C'mon, now that you're dressed properly we can go stalking certain people you know." Sakura stuck her tongue out at Shizune.

"Shut it, I didn't ask to be accused of anything. I just asked for you help in return of saving your neck." Shizune rolled her eyes and nodded.

"Yeah, so I predict it's about midnight, parents are fast asleep-or worse," both girls shuddered; mimicking each other's grossed out look. "So, we'll be able to make it outside the building without a problem."

"Right," Sakura nodded. "All right, ground rules for our little game. First rule, no calling me 'hime', 'hidenka', 'outaishihi', 'shikonnobotan', or any other princess name that could have you and me caught. Second rule, no getting caught, if caught, every woman for her self, unless we both get caught, then I'll vouch for you, understood?" With a quick nod from Shizune, Sakura said, "Then let the game begin."

"So we're off. A highly dangerous mission if caught this could be S-ranked, B-ranked at the lowest…the highest I've been on is a C-rank." As Sakura served commentator for her and Shizune's creeping from the mansion, Shizune stifled laughter from Sakura's light-hearted antics.

"Yes, and what a shocker it will be if this mission's completed, for my friend has a special journey for us tonight," Shizune added, joining in on the fun. Sakura giggled as both girls made it outside the wall; no one detected them despite their haste. Sakura heaved a sigh of relief, staring out under the light of the star-strewn night.

"Shizune, which way is…?" Before she could even finish her question, Shizune had already started to walk that way. Sakura glided over to her and they both carried a slow pace in silence to Kakashi's house. Sakura didn't understand the subdued sound between them, but she just focused on seeing Kakashi again.

"Here, just here, Sakura…stop," Sakura looked up from her thoughts, peering over the pain and ache she had been feeling. "I'll be back in a while, make it back to the mansion if you leave before I get back." Sakura nodded and watched Shizune depart, wondering exactly where she was going. She shook her head. It doesn't matter, she silently decided. Then Sakura realized that she had to knock on the door. She raised her fist to the door, but it was opened before her delicate hand had touched the wood.

"Come in," he said, more like the Kakashi she knew, lazy and apathetic. She heard the door shut behind her and she noticed how he had decorated the house, black walls with silver and green furniture. Here and there were white-framed photographs. None consisted of him, her, and their teammates Sasuke and Naruto. Yet there were the occasional of him and his father and mother, but there were few of her. Even fewer were of the father.

"What are you doing here, Shikonnobotan?" Sakura turned to see him with slightly weary eyes. How she tired of that name, how she despised being called 'princess.'

"Please, call me Sakura, I am not one for honorifics when I myself am not worthy of the title." She didn't look at him, but she knew his gaze was fully on her.

"What do you mean? Of course you are! You're the princess, are you not?" She didn't look at him when she shook her head. "What, how can you not be?" Definitely didn't want to try and explain all of this right now, she thought bitterly.

"I look like the princess because she and I seemed to have switched universes," she began quickly, seeing his feet coming closer to her. His aura was hostile, but his feet stopped thankfully. She didn't really have much control over her outfits, so even though she could still use her chakra, fighting him dead-on was still a losing battle. She didn't expect this Kakashi to be any weaker than her Kakashi. She would be screwed fighting either one of them.

"How is that even possible?" He was in doubt. Well, she thought indignantly, Shizune needed the correct persuasion as well.

"Do you want me to perform something for you? I know I haven't any of the angelic powers that I'm supposed to." He stared blankly at me like I was absolutely hallucinogenic. Yet, as though seeing her for the first time, he nodded. It was almost a chore trying to draw chakra to her fingertips, but she managed to do so. She already had the jutsu in mind, one that Kakashi knew too well. She performed the shadow-cloning technique with no problem and she liked the effect on Kakashi. He stared acutely for longer than was necessary, but Sakura deactivated the jutsu before he began to speak.

"So you aren't the princess. Who are you then?" It was Sakura's turn to stare with a vacant expression. It was going to be harder explaining to Kakashi who she was. She thought carefully then proceeded with caution.

"I'm Haruno Sakura. I was your student in my Konoha, the one where Gabriel didn't exist and Itachi was a betrayer and murderer." Kakashi considered the piece of information and took to it.

"I was your teacher." He mused to himself, unbeknownst to him that she was still in the room. "So that's why you called me 'sensei'." Sakura nodded profusely and smiled at him, grateful that he understood so quickly.

"But here, I am not, Sakura." She nodded, smiling at him genuinely. He looked so casual, so wanton. It caused a feeling towards him she never knew to be possible. Attraction, she shivered at the word, but not out of fear. He took two steps and closed the distance between the two of them.

She felt his hand touch her cheek so soft, it should have been illegal to do so. She leaned into the touch, not wondering what compelled him to do so. He urged her forward, and a tentative step was taken on her part. She watched in amazement as he pulled down his mask. His face was gorgeous, why he hid it…?

But that must mean…she thought, maybe he actually doesn't look this good in my universe. The thought reverberated, but didn't make sense. And the more she thought about it, the more she became aware how untrue a statement like that could be. It wouldn't matter though, Sakura decided as she scrutinized the possibility. It never had to matter about those facts. Even if the mask was used to hide something grotesque…he will always be Kakashi, the way I see him now, no matter what.

She stood on the black carpet, contrasting immensely, clad in her white outfit. His hand had placed itself heavily on her hip, pulling her into him. A million emotions ran through her at the touch. Many of which were saying, 'Stop this at once! You are still his student no matter what!' They were inching closer, centimeters apart from his perfect lips against her virgin ones. She was pushed back roughly though, as though he had just realized something.

"You're too young," he whispered as though trying to repent and absolve his self by speaking the words, denying the feeling that penetrated further than she would ever know. He didn't look at her, trying to rid himself of the emotion. She felt betrayed nonetheless. The words stung worse than the antibiotics she had to apply to her wounds. They cut almost as deep as those wounds too.

Translations:

Hidenka: Her Royal Highness

Hime: Princess

Shikonnobaton: Princess-Flower

Outaishihi: Crown Princess

It's all fun in games until someone gets hurt...and it looks like Sakura has been playing too lightly with her feelings. What is to become of her. How will she react to Kakashi's rejection? What will he do, even though he did just insult her? And where's Shizune? Is it possible she was caught? Look out for:

In the name of Love-Is this possible?

Later!