Title: Guilt
Author: Winter Ashby (rosweldrmr)
Disclaimer: Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto & Challenge © kakasakudrabble at LiveJournal
Rating: K
Word Count: 500 - exactly!
Summary: Guilt is not confined to one person. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. (Kakashi & Sakura)
Authors Notes: Week 12 Theme: Guilt.

She had a way of making his insides twist with guilt. And all she had to do was look at him for it to settle in the pit of his stomach.

It was in the way she smiled, and ran her hand down his arm as she said goodbye, and brushed her breasts across his forearm.

It was in the way she said his name, and in the fragmented moments when they were alone when she forgot to add the 'sensei' honorific.

It was in the way she leaned in that night on the mission in Grass and told him she liked the way he hid his face.

It was in his fists at they pulled at the fabric of his half-gloves to keep him from pulled it off then just to prove her wrong. Just to taste her. Just to drown in her.

It was in the way he wanted her.

Shamelessly… and full of unequivocal guilt.

It ate at his chest, and tore open the rarely used spaces of his conscious.

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He had a way of making her insides twist with guilt. And all he had to do was look at her for it to settle in the pit of her stomach.

It was in the way he strained the muscles under his uniform when she lightly grazed her covered chest over his arm.

It was in the way his breath caught in his throat when she mistakenly removed his title, like the absence of it would make it true.

It was in the way he drew back from her as she confessed that she preferred the dark fabric and mystery to whatever it was that he was hiding.

It was in her quivering thighs as she watched him in the firelight fight against her pull.

It was in the way she wanted him to want her.

Shamelessly… and full of unequivocal guilt.

It ate at her heart, and tore open the rarely used spaces of her loyalties to a man that abandoned his village and her.

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They had a way of making his insides twist with guilt. And all they had to do was look at each other for it to settle in the pit of his stomach.

It was in the subtle ways they forgot he was alive when their eyes met.

It was in the way he wished things could just go back to they way they were.

It was in the way he wanted to hate them for betraying him, for leaving him out, or making him feel like he was the one who was out of place.

It was in the whispered conversations they had on missions when they thought he was asleep.

It was in the way they pretended not to want each other.

It ate at his heart, and tore open the rarely used spaces of his family that was changing right before his eyes.

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Naruto just couldn't understand why he felt so guilty when he watched Kakashi and Sakura together.