Notes: I'm losing a lot of my reviewers, and I'm slightly disappointed that I've made people lose interest in this story. I've had a lot of missions going on these past few weeks, and I've been over swamped with extra duties. I have to do what takes priority, so this story can be updated weekly, or monthly, depending on my unknown schedule. I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint.

Tainted

Envy My Pain

By: A Sinners Curse

Everyone mistook the over zealous nature of Anko, as her overall exterior. They misunderstood her perk nature of her hyperactive introductions. Little did they know that it was her way of deluding herself and others the truth of her inner most pain.

Anko was a strong individual, despite her twisted past. Anko came off like someone who enjoys the simplicity of life, yet she could never allow a room to be barren and quit.

But, deep down under the exterior of her outside personality, she was broken. She wasn't the type of Shinobi who'd disclosed of her personal information, especially when it fell back on her time spent under the tutelage of her former Sensei, Orochimaru. It was a painful past and an even bitter recall of memory.

Tsunade knew that Anko would be hesitant when discussing this hard topic of conversation. She wasn't too sure, how much Anko was willing to tell. By the policies set by the Third, there was no way to cattycorner around it. Anko's life was restricted, a closed case, that was sealed tight.

The Hokage watched as Naruto, gave a soft grown of agitation in his sleep. He hadn't awoken yet, and she sighed with relief as he had only stirred and shifted. She honestly didn't really want Naruto to know what had conspired between his childhood crush, and the S-Class villain Itachi.

Naruto was too irrational, and he was to rash when it came to his fighting style, and she understood that Itachi already knew how best to take on the Kyuubi and Naruto. He'd always rush into things, without thinking the situation through.

She couldn't risk the rash behavior of the wounded Shinobi. And she couldn't afford to have him gallivanting across Fire Country looking for him. The risk was too high, and already she knew what the Akatsuki were planning for the Kyuubi inside of him. The Hokage was drawn from her thoughts by Anko's soft spoken words.

"There are three phases to this, particular curse seal."

"Three?" Golden brows rose in distress.

"Yes, or that's what was disclosed to me by Orochimaru. How much of it was true, isn't really fair enough for me too say."

"So what phase, is Sakura currently under?"

"Unfortunately for her, she's under phase one."

"Unfortunately?" Golden brows twisted with confusion.

Anko gaze moved towards the sleeping young girl who rested across from her. Anko gave a long pregnant pause as she felt something curling inside her subconscious. It was as if she was recalling her own distant memories, and the likeliness that the two women now shared.

"To activate the seal into the second phase the markings will branch off over each of her reproductive ovaries…only the forger of the seal can manipulate this reaction. He'd need to bond within her, blood for blood, body for body."

Tsunade's honey-brown hues shot up into the similar colored hues of Anko's matching the horror. It didn't take a real genius to understand the underlining meaning behind this curse seal. Brown hues shot behind her as fear ebbed its way deep inside the contours of the Hokage's soul.

"So, the Uchiha has yet to…" The Hokage stumbled for proper wording, "rob her of her innocents."

"No," Anko gave a rough sigh, "In order for that seal mark to even be forged, he'd have already penetrated her. Deflowering her innocents, and marked her inside the depths of her womb. That seal mark is the outer symbol of what's inside her."

"I don't understand…."

"Orochimaru…"

Anko struggled with her words; she could feel the pain of what he'd done to her and her face distorted into a mixture of anger and pain. He'd taken advantage of her, and made a young heart fall weakness to the sin of man. He was like the scriptures of the deceiving snake foretold in folklore tales. Warning children, to behave or else the boogieman would get you.

Like the Serpent in the Garden of Eden, he had tempted Anko with the fruits of original sin.

"I was twelve," Anko felt a blush of guilt crawling up along her features, "and I was fresh out of the academy. I was a student who was willing and ready to learn. I guess you could say Orochimaru took advantage of his stature, as a Sensei. I was young, naïve and so eager to please. I was stupid enough to trust him, and because of that I was belligerent to his true intentions. When he'd marked me for 'his' he'd embedded this similar seal. Although, mine seal holds a different design from Sakura's. A signification of who the creator is and the ownership over the individual."

Anko, stroked fingers through the blond tresses of Naruto's hair, she watched the boy smile in his sleep. As if dreamily accepting any and every comfort he could get. He was Naruto the Kyuubi vessel for life.

The boy that everyone feared and hated because of a choice, that someone else had made for him. How he'd proven this village's ignorance wrong, how he had shown them all the truth of Konoha's strength and the heart of determination. Anko shot her gaze back to the Hokage; who was watching Anko with mild curiosity.

Anko was very hard to read at times, she had the same strange personality Orochimaru had. Sometimes it made the Hokage wonder, just how different Anko was from the rest of the Konoha elites.

"The blood of a virgin, that's what he said." Anko's eyes were unblinking as she spoke. "It wasn't capable of being forged without it. He had instructed me, as if he was trying to ease me into comfort from the pain. The pain a woman feels when a man is robbing there innocents. He took me on his futon, locked in the darkness of his room where if I cried no one could hear me. He said it there that I'd solely his."

Anko sighed, heavily as her eyes looked on at Sakura with pity.

"She'd have been a virgin at the time when Itachi took her, and the seal's effects differ from the maker. Or, that's what I presume. At this phase I was hopelessly depended on Orochimaru."

Anko's voice took on, a vipers hiss, "It was our dirty little secret, but he'd only take me one more time before he openly betrayed all of Konoha."

Anko, bit down on her lip wanting it so badly for it to bleed so she could feel the pain and satisfaction of her own blood coating along her tongue.

"He was never given the opportunity to complete the third phase. When I'd confronted him about it, he only laughed at me with mockery and open distaste. He said I'd become a disappointment to him, and that I didn't meet up with his high expectations."

Anko's dark honey-hued orbs seemed to sparkle with unknown hatred, "He and I had been inseparable, and I was codependent on his…affections. When he had left, I was disappointed in myself. Feeling as if it was something I had done, I did everything I could do to persuade him to stay and when he left Konoha he made it pain staking obvious that he was leaving me behind. And then you know the rest if the story. My pain had turned into regret, and then my regret turned into hate. I swore an oath to myself that I'd be the one to kill him. When the right time came, laughable or not…I still feel the same." Anko looked away, no more could she tell the story of her painful past. She hopped from the bed, and shot Naruto a concerning look.

"Look, the only way that I know that can stall this process…and to calm the effects of the incomplete seal is if Haruno Sakura can find someone who can delude the seal's inner effects. That seal's not going to stop aching, until it's completed. I'll I can suggest is that she finds a suitable man who's willing to take her in intimately."

"So you're saying that my apprentice is going to need, a person to delude the seal with a foreign entity."

"That's exactly what I'm saying. That seal mark, is going to control her for the remainder of her life if she's not careful. It's going to push her to seek him out, no matter what you do. She's his…just as much as…I was his."

"What about the maker, does he have any connection to this. Is he affected in anyway shape or form?"

"No, that seal is meant to enslave. He has no effects, feelings, or connections to Sakura. It's a half made bond that only affects the host not the pesticide that embedded it."

"Is there anyway we can seal this forbidden seal mark?"

"It's inside Hokage, that mark is only a signification of a successful met objective. You can't form a seal on the inside of the body; you can cage it with a seal on the outer layer of flesh. I suppose much like the Kyuubi inside of Naruto is sealed. But the demon was sealed from the outside, before he was planted as a seed on the inside."

"So what do you think, our chances of Itachi coming to getting her?"

"Slim to none. Think about it, that seal mark is doing all the work for him," Anko gave a mumble under her breath. "The clever little bastard that he is..." She continued with a heated sense of annoyance towards the Uchiha.

"Why would he risk going into the beehive, when he has a worker bee inside the hive to do all the dirty work for him? She'll go to him, and she'll be too weak to fight him and the temptation. I know Haruno Sakura, and I know how much she's easily misguided. Men aren't exactly her strong points…"

The Hokage was watching Sakura. Images of Kakashi stormed through her mind.

"Now that I think about it, Sasuke…he's the younger brother of Itachi, isn't he? Hn' blood for blood…they share a same likeliness that her body could be easily fooled, as well as her seal. I'd make sure to keep her away from him. He could progress the seal, or worse he could be more of a direct infector if he chose to do so. Her body could try to reject the seal, which would be very painful. My body never rejected Orochimaru's seal because at that time, I was hopelessly falsely in love with him. No saying what could happen if her body tries to reject it. It could be fatal."

"As far as I'm concern, Sasuke is an outcaste. How's already wearing on my patients. He's still a betrayer of this village, and his betrayal will not be taken so lightly. Haruno Sakura, will be forbidden to even speak his name."

"Hokage, even if you forbid it. I still say Sasuke could easily manipulate her into his cause. Whatever purpose that might be she's…"

"Weak when it comes to men."

"Exactly."

"I think I've overstayed my welcome. Plus I'm tired, if were through…"

Anko gave a dramatic yawn, as she waved her hand over her mouth. Her eyes disappearing there pain into that mute sense of dark humor she always portrayed.

"Tell Naruto, I said morning when he decides to wake up," Anko gave a mocking wink, which indicated that she already knew the Shinobi had been faking.

With a poof of smoke Anko was gone. Tsunade rolled her eyes, as she pressed her hand to Naruto's forehead. His protective head plate was moved to the side; before she flicked his nose a bit harder then was intended.

With a cry of pain, Naruto shot up from the bed holding his nose. He was dancing in his blue boxers, as his hands cupped and cradled his wounded nose. He pouted with a yelp of pain, as tears stained at his whiskered marked cheeks.

"Ouch! Ouch, what gives, what gives?"

"You, trying to pretend you were sleeping. Naruto, you think that I'd be so stupid as to fall for such a pathetic attempt!?"

"No, but…"

The Hokage watched Naruto settle from his hyped up dance. Her eyes bore into his with the intensity that lacked all humor.

"You will not pursue this, Naruto."

"But…"

"No buts Naruto, you will not question me on this."

"Let me be the one Hokage!" The boy gazed at her, with the intensity of his azure hues. Hues those were so hauntingly blue, that they made her heart clench with sincerity. "Let me be the person that deludes the seal."

"What?"

"I love her, Hokage."

"I know, Naruto but…"

She watched Naruto settle, as he rubbed the ache away from his now red nose. He rubbed it with affection as he slid down from the bed. He moved to Sakura, and before the Hokage could understand what Naruto was doing, she watched the more matured character of Naruto pressing his lips into Sakura's lips.

"Naruto…I don't think."

Naruto kissed Sakura deeper, as he pressed his hands into her hair.

"She'll never love me like I love her, I know."

"Naruto, I can't assign her to you. You're incapable of this mission," She watched Naruto's eyes twist with pain.

"I'm sorry Naruto."

The Hokage, felt guilty for stating this. But, as much as he'd love to turn Sakura over in his care, she knew that the wounded Shinobi was incapable of keeping Sakura wrapped around his finger. She needed someone who was more mature, and ill attached to things like this.

She already knew that Kakashi felt strong about Sakura, and knew he'd be able to handle sticky situations when they arose. Naruto's feelings would interfere, and she knew that his devoted love couldn't be returned, not in the way he hoped.

"It's for the best, Naruto."

"I know. But, that doesn't change how I feel about her. I'll live the life of a hermit Shinobi, all because I know I'll wait forever for Sakura-Chan to finally acknowledge me, like I've always acknowledged her."

The Hokage forced a smile. Her hand ruffled Naruto's hair. He'd grown up to be a zealous and irrational Shinobi with a heart of gold. He was going to blossom into the most amazing man ever. But, he was still a boy, and he was still locked into that naïve belief that worst things could happen. He believes even in the most despicable of people, how he did it…she'd never know.

"MmmM, my head hurts."

"So, she's finally awaking."

The Hokage was pleased with this, but before Sakura could fully awake from her aching slumber the Hokage had something to disclose with Naruto.

"Naruto, before she's completely conscience lets discuses something's. What you heard me and Anko discussing, is between us. Anko knew you were awake. For her to disclose such personal information with you awaken show's her confidence in you. You're being trusted, and if Sakura finds out what's happening there is no telling how she's going to react. Play ignorant, it shouldn't be too difficult for you."

"Hey…what do you mean by that?"

He gave a coy grin, before he stoked at Sakura's long pink tresses. He kissed her forehead, when he'd wanted to bend down and capture her lips with his own. He'd settle for just the forehead.

"Wake up, Sakura-Chan!"

Her eyes lazily began to bat open, that loud obnoxious voice woke her from the intimacy of sleep. She could still see the spinning of crimson. The comma like insignia was imprinted in the back of her mind. She knew that voice, in the back of her mind but before she could really registered what was happening she called out for him.

"Itachi…"

It came out like she was beckoning him, missing him, wanting him there for her comforts. Her green hues blinked open, and then she subconsciously hissed under breath at the bright light that was streaming into the room. Sakura tossed a hand over her face, trying to block out the light.

"No, no. It's me Naruto. Wake up!"

"Naruto, settle down!" The blond haired Shinobi hissed, as Naruto began to push and shove at Sakura.

Before Sakura could comprehend what was happening, she shot up. Like awe stricken from some form of nightmare.

"Where am I?"

Sakura began to look around at the white walls, and then her eyes took in Naruto and her Sensei. She forced a smile, before she plopped back down into the comforts of the pillow. She sighed as she glanced at the clock posted on the nightstand by the bed.

"Hmm, I'm home. How long have I been out for?"

"Close to two days, but nothing serious. You sustained a good hit to the head Sakura. You had me worried, but I knew you'd pull through. You've really over exerted yourself, especially if you were deprived of all your Chakra reserves."

The Hokage gave a forced smile, and Sakura even though half awake and half asleep noticed this small detail.

"What's wrong Hokage-Sama?"

"Hmm, nothing Sakura try to get some rest, we've all been concern over your well being."

"Hokage-Sama, where is Kakashi-Sensei."

"Oh, well he was forced go home and…"

Just then as if for the first time in the Copy-Nin's life. Hatake Kakashi was on time. A slender lean form of a man rested on the door frame his arms crossed over his chest as he overlooked the room. The latched door had suddenly managed to open, as a set of a silver lit hue gazed down upon the pink-haired Kunoichi. He offered her the wrinkling of a pleased smile, but underneath the texture of his mask he was a complete mess.

"Yo!" and he waved in that classic poise he was known for.

Somehow, if you noticed the young girl smiled with some kind of peace. She smiled weakly, before she crumbled back into a blissful state of sleep.

"Hatake, we have much to discuss. My office, now!"

She paused, in mid step. She did a right-face, pivoting her body so she was face to face with Naruto.

"You, stay!" Her eyes lit down in warning, "You still are in no state to leave this hospital Naruto. Your discharge papers have not been sign. So take this as an open threat of promise. You are to stay away from Sasuke, stay here and guard Sakura. Understood?"

"Yeah, but…"

"Good."

Before he could continue on with the simple word of 'but' the Hokage was leading out of the room, with the Copy-Nin following close behind, but before the door could close a hand caught the drifting door, and the silver haired Jounin popped his head in.

"Naruto, keep a good eye on her. Alright! I promise everything will be okay!" As he said this he faked another smile, but for those who knew him it was nothing but honest. Naruto faked his own smile and nodded towards his former teacher.

"Yeah, okay---but you owe me some Raman!"

"Deal."

With that Kakashi was off, he already had an inkling feeling on what he was about to be assigned. Although, this assignment would be different from all the rest, it would be indefinite. He'd become the guardian of Haruno Sakura's the protector of the Hokage's apprentice.

He'd have to seduce his own former student, to keep her from falling victim to one of the most feared of all villains, Uchiha Itachi.

Notes: Okay, let me know if this story is still worth continuing. Of course I have a lot planned for this, and this story is know where near completed. Itachi, challanged by the Copy-Nin? Kakashi who's going to seduce his former Pink haired student? Oh my...I can already see the scheme of things turning out to be sugar and spice, and far from nice. . + a little of Naughty, and you get some spiced Lemon. Let me know, KakashiSakura Lemon? or are you wanting ItachiSakura Lemon? Trust me, there are two diffrent ways this story can go right now. Let me know, and tell me what you guys would like to see.