Title: Blood
Author: Winter Ashby (rosweldrmr)
Disclaimer: Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto & Challenge © kakasakudrabble at LiveJournal
Rating: M - for exteme bloodiness.
Warning: This is really bloody, so don't say I didn't warn you, okay?
Word Count: 500 - exactly!
Summary: He was soaked threw with her blood, and yet he couldn't bring himself to wipe it away. (Kakashi & Sakura)
Authors Notes: Week 20 Theme: Blood. When I saw the promt for Blood I was really excited, I've been wanting to do this kind of violent fic for a long time. It's loosely based on Ore-sama's picture over at Deviantart. She's a great artist, and an inspiration. I stalk her... in a friendly way.

His hands were covered in her blood.

It streamed down his face, and soaked into the material of his mask.

It made the air he breathed metallic and tangy. But he wouldn't remove it. Even as the blood began to dry and flake in the summer sun, he wouldn't pull the mask away. Instead he ran his tongue along the cloth and shivered to find that it tasted like her.

Her with her soft hair and gentle eyes. If she hadn't been so loyal, if she hadn't fallen in love him …

"Gomen Kaka-sensei." She quirked her lips in a half smile that would have been endearing if it weren't for the blood that trickled from her lips and stained her neck cherry-red.

She died. Eyes glassy and pale. Her skin alabaster and mossy.

And still he wouldn't remove the mask. He couldn't. That would mean he'd have to pull his arm out of Sakura's chest cavity.

His hand lay in the grass in a puddle of blood that pooled around his knees. Her heart was gone, disintegrated with the force of his attack. He could feel the vomit rise in his throat.

"Sasuke, teme!" Kakashi lunged, chidori humming down his arm and vibrating the air around him. He could see his former student's eyes slim as he formed a slightly different set of seals and buzzed his new sword with electricity.

"I didn't think you had it in you, Kakashi." Sasuke's cold voice floated through the air charged with chakra and ignored the tears of the pink-hair kunoichi that lay in a bruised pile at the base of a tree. Sasuke's eyes followed Kakashi's to her, and smirked.

"I never should have trained you."

Sasuke moved with the limit of Kakashi's sharingan. And in that instant he was next to him, blade drawn.

"You're so right." He laughed and tore into sinew and muscle.

"Yamete!" Sakura's voice was rich with laden chakra reserves. Her eyes glimmered just before her feet hit the floor, cracking open the earth and sending pieces of the field splintering through the air.

Her fist cracked Sasuke's shoulder, shattering his bones and ripping into his chakra flow. He seethed, but still ignored her and sliced through Kakashi's outer thigh.

The blood rained down through the humming air and left spots of scarlet mixed with Sakura's pink hair.

Kakashi focused all the chakra he had left and used it to extend the blade of chidori from the tips of his fingers to slice into the air in front of his hand.

He swung.

Sakura only touched his face, rubbed the ruby into his silver hair and begged for forgiveness as his hand pierced her heart.

"I didn't think you had it in you to kill your own student." Kakashi could hear the echo of Sasuke's amused voice as he faded into the shadows, promising they'd settle things another day.

"Stupid girl."

Kakashi agreed, for once. He shook his head and let the tears come. "Foolish girl."

Hello angst... my old friend.