Disclaimer: Honestly, must we run through this every time. I don't own Naruto!

Angel Wings and Platforms

By: Apherion

Recap:

"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.

"Why is it wrong?" She shouted from her spot. "You'd push away your feelings so quickly...you'd destroy mine in return? Those words are worse than any senbon I've encountered. Are you sure you want to keep them standing as such?" She watched him still incorrigibly feigning ignorance to her words, keeping his eyes on the floor. Tears formed then flowed over the over-glittery cheeks. She went for the door-confused by the bout of the newly acquired and recently shattered feelings for him-but felt a hand close over her wrist and pull her away from her destination. She struggled against the grip, fighting him to regain control of her hand.

She felt herself being extorted into an embrace, hand still holding her wrist, his right arm wrapped around her torso. She looked fearfully up at him, magnifying the affect with the tears that still streaked her glitterati cheeks. He wasn't like her Kakashi, her Kakashi was gentle…hardly forceful with her. She felt his chest heave then felt his grip on her loosen.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to her. Shaken by being man-handled and the fact that this Kakashi actually apologized, she took quickly accepted the request for forgiveness.

"It's…OK…I'm not hurt, it's just…I never considered feeling something for you. I have-in my universe-my boys…well, that's what I call you, Sasuke, and Naruto. Sasuke is just someone that I was…am…I can be fixated with Sasuke not to notice anyone else like that. I just didn't realize I could…feel…" She started the small speech strong, but the more that she continued to blabber; she felt her voice grow weaker. A soft hand stroked her cheek consolingly, and she leaned into the comfort he was giving her.

"I didn't mean to lose control." The words were barely out of his mouth before he leaned down, and lightly pressed his lips against hers. A shock ran through her system, but her widened eyes softly closed almost as soon as he pulled back a little.

"I," she started, but she felt his lips touching, but not touching, hers.

"Don't speak," his lips formed against hers, lightly saying the words. She felt one of his hands press against her neck, gently urging her head to angle up to him, at which he kissed her in a way that should have been illegal yet again. It wasn't that it was passionate, it wasn't fevered at all. It was because he kissed her with such precision; it was too romantic for the kiss's own good.

A knock penetrated the soft moan that had just barely escaped her lips. Oh god, please don't stop kissing… Too late, he had already removed perfect lips from begging lips. Sakura turned and glared, both in worry and out of annoyance, at the door she was pressed against before he moved her from entrance to open it.

Shizune's brown head appeared and the rest of her form emerged from the doorway just before Kakashi shut the door. She looked frazzled and she gripped Sakura's shoulders.

"Shizune…are you all right?" The sight of Shizune so afraid unseated her slightly. "What is it…are we…" the word 'caught' caught in her throat, seeing her 'father' being ushered in by Kakashi, whose mask was up as though nothing happened.

"What, may I ask, are you doing here…in this…house?" Gabriel motioned to the surroundings, taking his eye off Sakura long enough for her to give herself a minor injury. Breaking and mending bones were a specialty of hers so she burst two main bones in her right ankle, leaning heavily on her left leg. The pain was sharp and sudden, but she knew it well, her ankles were always so weak.

"He was…taking care…of…my injury," she managed as though it was causing her pain. Shizune, despite her horror-struck face, didn't miss a beat in adding an explanation as to why they were outside the palace walls.

"She requested to see the park, and as she is in charge of me, I dared not to disobey her. I don't know how she managed to trip, but she broke her ankle. I took her here, his house was the closest, and I went to go find someone who could fix her wound, but I met you…" Sakura tried to look as though this story wasn't new to her, so did Kakashi, but it wasn't hard for him to pretend it wasn't a lie.

"Why, pray tell, isn't she sitting down?" He asked Kakashi, Kakashi came back with something Sakura would have said had he not.

"She was, but I was out of the room for a minute and when I got back she was at the door. I was about to usher her to her seat when Shizune and yourself came to call." Thankfully, Gabriel took this into small consideration before grabbing his 'daughter' by the arm…or had he just slightly grazed over the weak lie?

"No more fraternization with the katou," her father sniffed. Sakura managed from the grip Gabriel had her in.

"What are you talking about Father?" She lost balance and fell into Kakashi's outstretched arms. He held her securely, giving her the wondrous feeling of love. That's what it had to be. Pure ecstasy, that's what she was feeling with the adrenalin pumping soundly in her veins. Something must've shown on her face that caused Gabriel to glare menacingly at them…or was it just her he was giving that look to?

"That's what I'm talking about, you filthy wench! I choose you a husband worthy enough; bequeathed the clan's head, given captaincy over the elite shinobi, and you still defy me! Ungrateful bitch," he slapped her hard, actually forcing her to the ground despite Kakashi holding onto her. The long, blond strands fell over her face as the ribbon holding them out of her eyes broke. A pang flooded her system and a choked sob broke through her lips. She had just broken her ankle further.

"Get up and we will have it fixed." His voice was hard, but consoling, as if wanting repentance for what he had done.

"Shizune cannot lift her, so would you be so kind." Gabriel seemed as though he was a different person now that he had slapped Sakura. She felt her face gingerly. It didn't hurt as bad as her ankle. She felt Kakashi lift her bridal style up, so as to carry her wherever her father demanded it.

"Thank you," she whispered, and she felt her consciousness give out on her for another stab of pain ran through her nervous system.

Winking stars from her eyes, she awoke with a fully mended ankle in the rather large bed in her 'room'. She was carefully tucked in, so she was forced to sleep in the 'soldier' position the whole night. She usually lay on her side or twisted into a ball through the night, but she wasn't given the chance to do so last night.

She vented her anger and frustration by grounding out a scream that could've woken the dead from their peaceful slumber. Though loved ones and friends sorely missed the dead, the dead were not to be reanimated for any reason, nor could they be truly awoken. Shizune appeared at her side almost at once.

"What is it Sakura-hime?" Sakura ignored the title, not to be bothered with it.

"Where is Kakashi…where is Gabriel?" Shizune flinched as though Sakura had brandished a whip at her, almost as though Sakura had slapped her (or threatened to).

"The king happens to be away at the moment…" Shizune avoided finishing the sentence.

"And Kakashi?" Sakura let forth, close to hysteria. She didn't know what she going on about, but she knew she didn't want Gabriel and Kakashi alone together.

"You can't go to him Sakura," Shizune said, shaking her head. Sakura just stared at the woman, convinced she had gone mad. Sakura fumbled with the covers until she was able to fling them to the floor. Following suit, she had gotten to her feet. She dove for the white platform shoes and slipped her feet inside them. She was almost to the door when Shizune repeated herself.

"You can't go to him Sakura!" Sakura spun 'round and looked at Shizune, tears had formed there in her eyes.

"Why can I not? I have to see him again!" Breathing hard, she turned back to the door, willing herself to go through it. A hand rested itself on her shoulder though.

"You are betrothed to Lord Itachi, nothing can change that." Shizune's voice was quiet and sad.

"No, I won't marry that bastard! I…no, I won't!" She broke free from Shizune's grasp and ran. She ran as fast as her feet could go. She ran as hard as her legs would allow her to run. Lights streamed into her eyes and her footfalls on the tile flooring echoed deafeningly as she hit the floor with each swift step. She rounded the corner and exited the front doors. She stopped momentarily.

There, standing in the courtyard, stood Kakashi.

She rushed into his arms, wrapping hers around his middle. He stood in shock for a least a minute before enclosing her in the embrace, where she kissed him despite the mask covering those lips. But she was torn from his lips relentlessly.

"Gesuonna," she heard being said fiercely and she looked into the eyes of her 'father'. Her 'mother' stood off to the side and she saw her mouth form the word 'funamanjuu' at her. Tsunade had never looked at Sakura so coldly before. Then Gabriel began to drag her by her hair, making Sakura wail in pain. He tugged harder as her yells of pain increased.

The dragging and screams seemed to go on forever until a door was slid open and Sakura was flung unceremoniously inside. Landing in a heap on the floor, she struggled to push herself up.

"Just stay down there," she heard Tsunade whisper, "It'll be easier on you." What on earth was the woman talking about? Then she looked up and saw Itachi and she blacked out.

Translations:

Katou: Inferior; Low-Grade

Hime: Princess

Gesuonna: Term of Degradation for a Woman

Funamanjuu: Low-Grade Prostitute

Uh-oh...Uchiha Itachi has finally made his drasted appearance. And Sakura! What names she was being called! And two blackouts in two days...I ask you... What will Sakura's punishment be? Will Sakura ever catch a break with love? Or will it always be snatched from her? I don't know, but if I were you I'd be looking for:

Quick! Get theAnesthetic!

Until then!