I just realized that I posted this without a note. Can't have that now can we. This story is more or less from a role play that a friend of mine are doing. I would be ever so appriciative of reviews and comments... Just putting that out there...

I, sadly, don't own Naruto. I only own the plot and my OCs
Only one thing left to say now... Enjoy!

She held very still as her captors splattered her with something. She dreaded the moment when they would remove the blindfold that she had woken up wearing. If she saw their faces they would probably kill her. Something limp and yet sharp on the end was drug across her forearms, scratching her. Her captors mussed her hair, leaving it feeling grimy and stringy. They grabbed her arms and pulled her forward. Her stomach turned over as her shoes stuck slightly on the sticky surface. What are they going to do to me? They pressed something into one of her hands and pushed her forward. She fell onto her knees on hard stone. She heard footsteps running away in the distance. She tentatively reached up and slowly removed her blindfold, looking down at it, wondering why they had... Suddenly the fabric disintegrated into dust and blew away. She slowly refocused her eyes on the courtyard that she had been trying so desperately to ignore. At the body that was sprawled on the stones in front of her. At the blood that had been placed on her to look like she had killed the man. She looked down the object that had been placed in her hand. It was a bloody knife. She went numb. The only thing she could see was the body in front of her, she could only hear the pounding of her heart. The taste of blood and bile were the only things in her mouth. The only smell, the scent of blood.

Kakashi leapt from branch to branch. Tonight he had been sent out on patrol, his least favorite assignment. Sighing, he stopped to take a breather after running the whole night. Kakashi reached into his pocket to take out his book and read for a little while. He looked up, surprised, as he caught a whiff of blood and footsteps scrambling away. A crime… Hmm… He jumped out of the tree and landed silently behind the young lady, smeared with the red liquid that had covered the rest of the courtyard.
"You know, the criminal usually flees the scene of the crime."He said in his most frightening voice. Which was the same voice he used every day. It always creeps the criminals out… And others for that matter.

She froze as she heard the voice. Slowly, carefully, she turned her head so that she could look over her shoulder. Her mind refused to comprehend the stranger standing behind her. He was charmingly esquew, his hair was silver, somewhat spiked and off kilter as was the headband he wore down over one eye. A mask hid the rest of his face, only leaving one eye visible. Her eyes took in the rest of him, quickly skimming his body. Tall, lean, and strong, he was definitely a fighter. She numbly looked back at the still body in front of her. A small, isolated portion of her mind realized how this scene would look to the man. She concentrated and, after a moment, was able to drop the knife to the stones with a hard clack that sliced through her heart with a sharp sense of finality.
The small portion of her mind informed her that she was probably in shock. If she had been capable of feeling or moving she would have glared into the small, dark corner of her mind that had offered her that piece of information. The fact that she couldn't only proved it right. A small tear slid down her cheek as she desperately denied another quiet whisper from that detached portion of her being.

Kakashi looked down at the young lady, fragile and breaking. Then he actually studied the courtyard. He took in the rancid smelling fluids leaking from the unrecognizable man. At least I think it's a man. Yes, there was blood everywhere. Yes, the girl had a knife and blood covering her. And yes, there was nobody else around at the scene. But how did that explain the footsteps he heard. Or even the fact that the girl hadn't fled and was crying. Now he was curious. He carefully lifted the girl up and, carrying her 'bridal style', jumped to a nearby maple. He gently set the woman down and dropped back to the courtyard. He knelt down and put his ear to the ground. He could just barely hear three people running like their lives depended on it. And no one was following them? After some deducing and a logical conclusion... The girl was innocent and had been framed for murder. He sighed at the relieving thought that he didn't have to turn the girl over to the Hokage who would have had a wonderful time of torturing her with Ibiki. He picked her up again and hurried to his apartment. He didn't know who she was or how she got there but he couldn't just leave her there.

It can't be Uncle... She hardly even noticed as the strange man picked her up. She wasn't aware of it when he set her down in a tree and leaped back down to the ground. She stared blankly off into space, a single tear drying on her cheek. She numbly allowed the man to pick her up again, not caring where he took her, completely unaware of space or time.

Kakashi soon arrived at his apartment window, still carrying the woman. He opened the window and emerged into a small, tidy room. There was one door leading to his room, and one door leading to the kitchen. He strode across the room and laid her down on the couch gently. He left and came back with a damp cloth and some bandages for her cuts. He leaned down and asked softly,
"May I bandage your cuts or would I be imposing on your personal space?" His voice caring was caring, his breath tickling her ear.

Her head started to clear a little and she realized that he had taken her to an apartment. He set her on the couch and went out of the room, returning a few moments later with a first aid kit.
"May I bandage your cuts or would I be imposing on your personal space?" He breathed on her ear. She blinked several times and cleared her throat.
"No, you can go ahead I guess…" She looked around. "Where are we?" She looked curiously at the strange man.
"Who are you?" Her head was still foggy but at least now she could think a little.

Kakashi worked on gently trying to wipe up the bloodstains on her skin, then he helped her out of her hoodie so that he could get to the cuts on her arms. He began wrapping them as he spoke.
"This is my apartment. Its not exactly big, but it suits me just fine. My name is Hatake Kakashi. Call me Kakashi. What's your name?"

She looked around again. "Nice place. Nice to meet you Kakashi. I'm Arialindi. You can call me Indi." She held out her hand for him to shake. After he had, she rose on unsteady legs. There was a particularly painful cut on her thigh and there was blood and gore completely covering her pants. She slid them off, not looking at Kakashi as she did so. She sat down again, biting her lip as he began to clean the cut on her thigh.

Kakashi held his breath as she slid out of her pants. It took him a moment to see why. She had a nasty cut on her thigh. He tried to ignore the fact that she was in his apartment at night and wearing only her underwear and a close fitting white tank top. Once he had finished cleaning and bandaging her thigh, he stood up and held out his hand to help her up again.
"My apartment isn't very big, and I've never really had much company so I only have one bed. You can stay in my room for the night. I'll crash on the couch. Don't mind the mess in there."

Indi ducked her head, lowering her eyes. "Thank you." She murmured quietly, flushing slightly. She got to her feet unsteadily, her feet didn't seem to want to co-operate. She followed him into his bedroom. It wasn't elaborate or fancy, just a room with a bed and dresser, a desk and a chair, the usual. She smiled slightly, hiding it with her hand, as she noticed that his room was crooked too. The chair leaned a little, the heaps of clothes and such were leaning. It was no wonder the rest of him was off balance. She felt acutely uncomfortable. For heaven's sake she was in a strange man's bedroom and she was only wearing a pair of cotton, bikini cut underwear and a tank top.

Kakashi blushed. Thank GOD this mask covers half my face! He walked over to the bed and pulled back the comforter, motioning for Indi to come to him.

She hesitated, glancing around. She mapped all of the possible escape routes. She bit her lower lip slightly; hardly enough to notice as she kept her gait steady, going over to Kakashi.

Damn she's got a hot body. Kakashi helped her into his bed. He turned and left the room, turning off the light and closing the door. He went over to the couch and lay down. Soon he passed into unconsciousness.

Indi lay awake for a long time staring up at the dark ceiling. Every time she closed her eyes she saw images of her uncles dead body lying in the gore on the cobblestones of that courtyard. Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She silently got up and went to the door of the room. Quietly, she stepped out of Kakashi's bedroom and began to explore the small apartment, doing her best not to disturb the man asleep on the couch.

Kakashi twitched slightly when he heard someone moving around in the room. He kept his breathing steady and his eyes closed. The person didn't seem to be looking for anything in particular, just wandering. Must be the girl… Indi. Yeah, that was her name. Indi. Wow kind of rolls off your tongue. Simple and sweet. Heh. I like- His thoughts were cut off when his eyes flicked open and he saw the very girl who had possessed his thoughts right above him. He wasn't sure how, but he managed to fall off the couch.

Indi stood over the sleeping man, wondering what he was dreaming about to have such a look on his face. Suddenly his eyes flew open and he fell off the couch at her feet. She staggered back, startled, then her hand went up to her mouth. She tried to stifle her grin. It didn't work very well. She managed to make her laugh sound mostly like a cough.

Kakashi chuckled, trying not to stare at her shapely legs. "Sorry about being so… sudden. I was just surprised to see you there."

She laughed with him. "What were you dreaming about? Do you remember? It looked like it was something pretty special." She asked, sitting down on the edge of the couch.

Kakashi paused for a moment. Should I tell her?… It might work… I know what I'll do. He looked at her and smirked mischievously.
"A girl. A really pretty one too. So pretty she makes Naruto's Jetsu look like an old and crinkled lady." There. That'll make her jealous…

"Ah." She nodded knowingly, a slightly disappointed expression on her face. She looked up, her eyes puzzled. "Who's Naruto?... and what's a Jetsu?" She mentally shrugged off the odd sense of disappointment that she felt that this cute man was already attached. Oh well. Another lucky girl somewhere. Maybe someday someone will notice me and I'll have my chance… What the hell am I thinking? My uncle was jus murdered and I'm thinking about love?

Kakashi smirked. "I thought you were going to ask who the girl was. Oh well. Naruto is my perverted student, and a Jetsu is where you force your Chakra, or energy, to do some sort of spell." Kakashi noted the disappointed looked and pressed further. All my instincts say yes. But my sense screams no. Guess I should follow my better judgment…
"As I was saying about the girl, she's prettier then any transformation spell that Naruto could conjure up."

Indi did her best not to look blank as he mentioned Chakra. Whatever that is...
"Ah. I see. Well, I'm feeling kind of tired. I think I might go back to bed. I'm sure that she's a very lucky girl." Liar. I won't be able to sleep. Still. I wish I had someone to hold me... But I don't. No use crying over things I can't change... Even so tears began to threaten at the backs of her eyes. She stubbornly refused to let any show but her lower lip trembled slightly at the effort of holding them back.

Kakashi saw her lip tremble. He pulled her into a tight embrace and whispered into her hair.
"Her name is… Indi." He smiled softly and moved back so she could see his face. "Happy now?" He asked as he a few stray strands of hair out of her face.

Indi hesitated for a moment, studying Kakashi's face. -What little of it she could see- She threw her arms around his neck with a sob. "Why is all this happening Kakashi? Why did they kill my uncle?" She cried into his shoulder, trembling in Kakashi's embrace.

Her uncle?…Only Sakura has ever cried like this. What do I do?
Kakashi sighed. "I don't know."

She did her best to pull herself back together. Taking deep, even breaths she managed to calm herself a little. He has no idea what to do. She thought with a smirk. She laughed softly into his shoulder. "You are so clueless."

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh I am, am I? Could you teach me?"

She laughed. "Sure. Oh, where to start… hmm… Well, when a girl is crying on you, you need to do something to comfort her." Indi shifted her weight to one leg. Why weren't her legs working like they should? "Make calming noises, stroke her hair, rub her back, and maybe rock back and forth gently, things like that." Kakashi began to do the things that she said as the words came out. Indi continued, but more quietly. "Let her know that you're there and that you care. If she's a good friend, or your girlfriend, you could kiss the top of her head, her forehead, her cheek, et cetera." Indi told him looking up at his face.

"Do we count as good friends?" Kakashi wondered out loud.

Indi looked into his eye. "I don't know. What do you think? I'd be okay considering you a friend but I only met you earlier tonight…" She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. He was the perfect height for it.

Kakashi smiled at her, though she couldn't see it. "I think we count as friends." He tenderly kissed her on her forehead. "Are you better now?" She's so beautiful...

She smirked up at him. "For now." She sighed and relaxed against him. "Thank you Kakashi. I really appreciate everything that you've done for me tonight." He really is quite cute. I wonder what his face looks like. She allowed him to see the curiosity in her eyes as she asked, "Why do you wear a mask?"

"I wear a mask for personal reasons. Perhaps someday I'll show you my face." He said, noting her interest and curiosity. Kakashi took off his ninja headband and tucked it loosely into one of his pockets.

She caught her breath as Kakashi revealed his eye. She brought her hand up to his face. She gently traced his jaw through his mask, studying his eye. It was a deep shade of red and there was a scar that ran from his eyebrow to his cheekbone. She rose up on her toes and kissed his cheek.

Kakashi blinked and his hand subconsciously went up to touch his cheek, where she had kissed him.

She chuckled gently, smiling up at him, proceeding to plant a kiss on his other cheek as well. She sighed and turned her face to the side so that she could rest her head under his chin. It feels so safe here in his arms. Best enjoy it while I can.

Kakashi hugged her tighter and whispered, "You're probably tired. Why don't you go to bed and we can talk in the morning." He suggested softly.

She nodded. "Okay." I should let him get some sleep. He's probably had a long day. She released his neck and slipped out of his arms, instantly missing the warmth and safety he offered. She made her way through the darkness back to his bedroom, clenching her hands around his headband. She wasn't sure why she had taken it but she had. Indi closed the door behind her and rummaged around a little in his clothes that were scattered around the room until she found a shirt that smelled like him. She quietly climbed into his bed, curling up around his shirt and headband, trying to keep the demons away.

Kakashi reached into his pocket for his headband but it wasn't there. He looked around, searching for his headband. It wasn't on the couch, it wasn't under the couch, and it wasn't in the couch. Maybe it's under the table. He slid under the table and found... Yeah, you guessed it. Nothing. Getting out from underneath the table, he snuck quietly to his room. He cracked open the door and slipped inside. Indi had cuddled up against his headband and one of his shirts. Kakashi sighed softly and smiled. At least she was happy. He stood there, simply watching her for a few moments.

Indi sighed and let her eyes drift closed. For a moment all she saw was blackness. Perhaps the worst was over now. She relaxed, still clutching his shirt and mask. They smelled nice. Like him. Suddenly the darkness took shape behind her eyes. She was back in the courtyard being splattered with her dead uncle's blood. She whimpered and curled up tighter around his shirt. The real thing would be more comforting but he was asleep. He probably needed his rest. She cried out as her mind reconstructed the probable death of her uncle. His body had been bruised and broken. She winced as blows rained down on her uncle, tears running down her face.

Kakashi flinched as she cried out. He slowly made his way through the darkness and sat down beside her. He gently shook her shoulder too bring her out of the nightmare world she was suffering in.

Her eyes flew open as something touched her. She recognized Kakashi a few seconds later. She looked up at him through her tears.
"Shall we try this again?" She asked as she sat up, managing a small smile just for Kakashi.

Kakashi didn't answer. He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back gently, whispering in her ear. "Am I doing alright?" He sweetly kissed her head.

Indi nodded as she buried her face in his shoulder. She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself. She was shaking again. "Sorry." She whispered. "I didn't mean to disturb you."

Kakashi laughed quietly. "I was the one that came in here. You didn't disturb me."

Indi looked up at Kakashi with teary eyes. "Why did you come in?"

He smirked. "You stole my headband." Kakashi wiped away a tear as it slid down onto her cheek.

Indi flushed. "Sorry I just… It… I…" She burst into tears again and put her arms around his neck, crying into Kakashi's chest.

He loosened his grip on her and pushed her back, gently but firmly, until she was lying down on the bed. He ran his fingers through her soft hair, leaning in, he whispered in her ear. "Shh. You're alright. Nothing will harm you here. Get some rest; tomorrow we'll go see the Hokage. She'll help you, okay?"

"I can't sleep. I keep seeing… The only time I don't is when you're with me." She looked up at him pleadingly.

Kakashi sighed and stood up. He crossed the room and brought a chair back. He sat down and looked at her. Man her eyes are pretty! "Does this work?" He asked in a fake naive tone.

She narrowed her eyes. "I still wont be able to sleep. If I close my eyes I won't be able to tell that you're there. Besides. If you're sitting in a chair all night then you'll be tired all day tomorrow." She reasoned with him.

Kakashi rolled his eyes. "What? Do you want me to sleep with you?" He sighed. "I'm not stupid."

Indi blushed bright red. "No, I didn't mean… Could you sleep next to me? And I never said that you were stupid." She bit her lip. "I don't want to be a burden to you but it would b nice if you were close enough to touch in case… Well. If there were someone else I wouldn't ask you but… there isn't." She said, looking down.

Kakashi softened as he looked at the pretty girl, hurt that he would have been her last choice for a sleeping companion if there had been anyone else around. He climbed into bed next to her.

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