Hi again. This is ch.2 hope you guys like and thanks for the review and likes!
Also, Naruto does not belong to me at all.
Tsunade knew Kakashi was out the window. She should have stopped his ease dropping, but knew that Kakashi would pry on the details later. With an annoyance in her tone (still remembering her time waiting) she called Kakashi in the room. In an instant he was there standing in front of her and giving his hello.
"You're late Kakashi." Tsunade said the annoyance still in her voice.
"Sorry Hokage, but I ran to an elderly women alon.."
"Save your excuses. What did you overhear?" Tsunade said, interrupting Kakashi.
Kakashi didn't know how to answer which was a first for him. He thought over the conversation, trying to phrase it in a way where he didn't give away what he believed he deciphered about the mission. However nothing seemed right. Paraphrasing wouldn't work with Tsunade anyway, so he decided to get straight to the point.
" I heard about the mission Sakura and Yamato were assigned."
Tsunade looked up at Kakashi and knew that he had already figured out what the mission was, well the major picture that is. "Really? Did you overhear what it was about." Tsunade knew that she didn't spill any clear details with her talk with Sakura, but she wanted to hear Kakashi's side of what he interpreted about the conversation.
"I didn't hear any of the details about the mission." Kakashi said not wavering with his words.
She looked at him with amusement. To others he was like a puzzle when his emotions were hidden, but Tsunade knew him very well. She laughed inside as she recognized the curiosity in his eyes, but even know he wouldn't give in. "I felt your presence when you arrived. I know you heard the small detail."
Kakashi sighed, knowing that he would have to give a direct answer now. "The questions you asked Sakura about Yamato." he answered.
His blunt answer made Tsunade smirks. "I assumed you put two and two together then?" Kakashi's silence was enough to give Tsunade her answer. She sighed and said, "You will not let them know that you know about the mission, understood."
Kakashi nodded in understanding and was about to leave when his curiosity finally got the better of him, "Can I have more information on the mission?"
"No, it's classified."
"I already know what happened between them, the rest should be about how the mission played out."
"The mission itself was harder than what happened between them." Kakashi stared intently at Tsunade as she said these words. This mission was sounding more difficult by the minute.
"If it was that difficult why did you send Sakura?" Kakashi hadn't meant for his voice to sound menacing, but somehow it did. Weather Tsunade noticed or not he didn't know.
"As my apprentice I know what she is capable of. She was the only one I could confide in to complete the mission."
Kakashi thought about that, but he didn't see what Tsunade saw in Sakura. He had been her teacher as well, but she never showed the same level of strength as the others. He knew she had the physical strength, but mentally he wasn't so sure.
Kakashi had always thought that Sakura would always be protected when given a hard mission by either Naruto or himself. He never thought that on such a serious mission it would have been Yamato to accompany her. It's not that he didn't trust Yamato, it's just that with such a mission someone who knew her longer would have worked better.
Maybe I was on a mission when they had been called and so was Naruto, he thought giving any excuse as to why he wasn't chosen. But Kakashi knew that was impossible. Half a year had already passed and Kakashi hadn't had any missions away from Konoha.
Getting out of his thoughts for a while he asked Tsunade, "How long did their mission take?"
Tsunade looked at the man standing in front of him. She could see him debating within himself and wondered if giving him this information would be giving too much away. Deciding that it was not important she answered, "About three and a half months."
Kakashi ran this information in his head knowing full well that he could have been the one partnered with Sakura. "Why was Yamato chosen for the mission?"
Tsunade seemed confused by his questions. "He seemed the most suitable."
The most suitable? Was he not suitable? Kakashi's eyes dropped from the Hokage as he let her words progress in his head. "Most suitable" he repeated, "Did you have other options other than him?"
"Does it matter?" Tsunade was beginning to get agitated with Kakashi questioning her authority. "Who would you have preferred to go in his place?"
Kakashi, staring at anything other than Tsunade, knew what he wanted to answer. Him. He would have been the most suitable. He would have been perfect to protect Sakura. His thoughts went in vain though as he would not dare speak the words.
The Hokage felt the silence drag for hours and then realized what he was thinking. Kakashi thought he would have been the best choice. That idiot, she thought.
"You wouldn't have worked." She answered still staring at him. Kakashi lifted his eyes to drop them at Tsunade.
"I never said I would have been a good option." But he knew he would.
Tsunade saw Kakashi fence his thoughts inside of him. He just couldn't say what he thought out loud. "Kakashi, I had my reasons for not putting you in the mission. Trust me, it was for the best. Now, I need you to leave me alone. Shizune will come here soon asking if the damn papers are done." Kakashi didn't immediately leave when Tsunade told him to as she had hoped. He seemed like he wanted to continue his argument and for a second she thought he would. But then Kakashi left in silence.
"So much shit in one day." Tsunade mumbled and went to open a drawer beneath her desk to take out sake, completely forgetting why she had called Kakashi in the first place.
"Yamato wake up. Wake up." Yamato, deep in sleep, slowly awoke to the voice calling him. It was a soft angelic voice that could barely be heard. He wondered how it had woken him up. Dazed he looked around his small bedroom, but found no one.
Playing hide and seek was complicated in his room due to the fact that he didn't have a closet, or much furniture to hide behind. The biggest thing in his room was his bed which touched the floor so no one could hide underneath it. Thinking that it was his imagination, Yamato laid back in bed to fall asleep again but felt a small hand drop to his bare chest.
He quickly grabbed a kunai that was next to his bed and turned to face the person that was attached to the hand. The first thing he saw was emerald eyes looking at him. Letting the kunai drop he blinked twice before calling the girl's name. "Sakura what are you doing here?"
She didn't say a word as she lay on his bed, hand still on his chest. He was about to repeat himself again when Sakura wrapped her hands over his waist and hugged him. He was confused by the gesture and was about to get away from her grip when he felt her tremble. Yamato, rethinking his action, held her gently hoping that she would be comforted.
"I couldn't sleep. The memory keeps on ravaging through my head. It won't stop." Yamato heard her fear and knew exactly what she was referring to. "Let me stay with you."
Yamato, still captured in her embrace, hadn't understood the last words she had spoken. Once he made sense of her words he quickly replied, "Sakura, no, you can't. You have to go home."
Falling away from their hold Sakura looked up at Yamato with imploring eyes. "Please." She whispered.
Yamato looked at her intently debating whether this would be a good idea. Her expression didn't help him much. Giving up, he nodded. Yamato saw her expression rise and with it his too. He was not able to stop her when she suddenly leaned closer and locked her lips with his. He was taken aback by her action that he forgot to push her away. Once he realized his mistake the kiss ended.
Yamato looked back at Sakura, arms back by her side again, with a red flush filling her face. "Sakura, why did you..."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what got in my head,I'm..." This time Yamato cut her off by putting his lips on hers. She was so irresistible to him that he felt that he had to taste her again. Shocked, Sakura stayed still but then she wrapped her arms on his neck as he wrapped his on her waist. The light kiss soon turned into a heated one as Yamato licked the bottom of Sakura's lower lip asking for entrance. She complied and as soon as she opened both their tongues intertwined in a loving embrace.
Yamato was the one to end the kiss as he began to trail kisses from her check to her neck. Sakura rolled her head back giving soft moans of pleasure as he went lower.
"Yamato I love you." Yamato froze as he heard these words. Backing away from her smooth skin he lifted his head to stare back at her.
With heavy breaths Yamato asked, "What did you say?"
Sakura looked at Yamato with affection. Her expression was adorable to him but then he saw something different in her. Her once tender face turned into fear, pain and despise. "I hate you Yamato. Hate you." She whispered but the words were loud and clear in Yamato's ears.
Her words cut like knives to him." Sakura don't say that please, please." Yamato begged, trying to get closer and comfort her once again. Sakura squirmed away to one of the corners of the bed. He noticed her shuffle away and stopped his movements.
Trying to gain her trust Yamato assured, "I won't hurt you, I promise." Seeing as her eyes seemed to have lost some of the fear he began to move again. He quickly regretted it when he heard her scream. The screams soon became shrieks of pain as if someone was tearing her apart. Her pained voice filled the room. She was saying something through her scream, but Yamato didn't know what it was.
Before waking up he found out the word she kept yelling. It was directed at him. The one she called monster.
Yamato's dream ran through his head over and over again the next morning. He couldn't forget Sakura's sweet voice calling him or her tender lips touching his. The memory was splendid. Her lips forming the words, I love you, made his stomach flutter. But as soon as the three lovely words formed they quickly turned deadly and the word monster echoed inside of him.
He had no right to think such thoughts about her. He was the reason she was suffering. He was the one that had caused her pain. To Sakura he was a scar that would never go away.
He knew that his dream was a fantasy, but that her hatred for him might exist in the real world. This terrified him. Yamato didn't understand what his feelings for Sakura were, but he didn't want her to hold such feelings as hatred and fear for him. Deciding that staying home would probably torment him more, Yamato left his small apartment and headed anywhere.
Kakashi's night was terrible. Having had no sleep was the least of his worries as he continued to imagine Yamato with Sakura, a thought that agitated him to say the least. He left his house earlier than usual hoping to stop his imagination from running wild. The streets of Konoha were already lively even in the early morning of the day. Heading out to get something to eat Kakashi spotted something pink in his range of vision. She was about a block away from him when he spotted her.
Quickening his pace Kakashi stood side by side with Sakura in a matter of seconds. She either had not bothered with his presence or was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she had not noticed him. Hoping that it was the ladder he made himself present by greeting her.
Sakura, startled by the voice, stopped in her tracks and turned to the man beside her. Although his voice had been unrecognizable to her when he spoke, his gray hair and almost completely covered face gave him away. "Konichiwa Kakashi-sensei."
Kakashi stared at the bubble gum haired girl as she continued walking and noticed her distant eyes. Something about her was different, but he wasn't able to pin point what it was.
"Are you alright?" He asked walking with her.
She didn't look at him when she answered her I'm fine response. This gave her away. Kakashi knew well that Sakura liked to stare at people's faces when she was talking to them and for the other party to do the same. He had assumed she had caught that from Tsunade. Paying attention to her once again, he asked, "Where are you heading so early in the morning?"
"I have to help in the hospital," Was all she said.
"How about after your shift in the hospital we get something to eat?" This was abnormal for Kakashi to ask his former student. He would sometimes eat with her and Naruto but he was always invited. His offer had taken Sakura by surprise that Kakashi heard her give a small gasp. Kakashi himself knew that it was unusual for him to ask, but he needed answers.
"Sorry, but I come out late and you wouldn't want to wait up for me." She answered.
"Don't worry, I'm also up late today so that won't be a problem."
"No, it's just that ...I'll probably be very tired." Now Kakashi knew that Sakura was trying to evade any contact with him after work. Sakura's attempt however would go in vain. As her former teacher and friend he felt the need to be there for her, even if it meant being persistent.
"Once we finish eating your energy will come back." Sakura gave a sigh and continued her reasons of why she couldn't go, but Kakashi ignored every one of her so called reasons. "What time should I pick you up?"
Sakura knew Kakashi wasn't paying attention to her when he stopped her excuses with his question. She really didn't want to be anywhere but home after her shift at the hospital, but she knew Kakashi wasn't going to give up. "At 10." She said already leaving him as she headed to the entrance of the hospital doors. Kakashi, not a fan of hospitals, waved at her from outside knowing full well that she didn't even look back at him.
Like Yamato, Kakashi noticed his former student's odd behavior. However, her odd behavior was not her look but the way she saw every person in her surroundings. This bothered him. If Kakashi was right, his invitation was something that Sakura feared and not for the reasons he would have wanted but mainly because she had looked at him like every other person around her, like a predator ready to capture its prey.