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Disclaimed.

It must be terribly bright , Haruno Sakura thought. Her eyelids were bright orange-red and she could just barely make out the thin veins running through the delicate flesh.

Her hand felt oddly warm and she experimentally wiggled her fingers.

The hand holding hers tightened, and Sakura forced her eyes open, though she immediately turned her head away from the offending lights overhead.

"You know I never realized your eyelashes were so ...pink."

Sakura turned her head to find senior detective Hatake Kakashi, holding her hand in a firm grip, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on her palm.

She gave him crooked smile, "Brown mascara, makes my eyes looks super green," she said with a raspy voice- inwardly she winced he voice was so unattractive.

Kakashi snorted.

"And here I thought you were the only female cadet that wasn't vain."

"Not vain," shegrumbled, and turned onto her side. Kakashi stiffened, leaning forward.

"You shouldn't move to much. Your injuries were extensive."

She shrugged and brought his hand closer; she kissed his ugly bruised knuckles gently, and he smiled lightly before his expression became cold and stoic.

"Do you remember what happened?"

Sakura swallowed, "Yes Sasuke- the suspect shot me."

"He shot you twice."

The pink haired cadet nodded.

"He shot you twice while you were in your own home. In front of me. Sakura, why?"

"You're asking me how his twisted mind works?"

"Yes."

"How would I know?" She asked softly, her green eyes focused entirely on Kakashi's knuckles.

She could hear Kakashi swallow nervously. It was an odd sight, for as long as she'd known him Kakashi had never been nervous.

"I heard the conversation... Sakura or well.. most of it."

Sakura swallowed, her body feeling so dreadfully heavy; her shoulder and stomach ached and she had a feeling that was where she'd been shot.

"Did he get away?"

"Sakura-"

"Please I just need to know, Kakashi please."

"Yes."

Kakshi's grip on her hand tightened as the young woman tried to bite back tears. Sakura took a large breath trying to steady herself.

"We were in love, once upon a time, he said he wanted to marry me and that I'd be a princess and that everything would be ok. He'd make it ok."

Kakashi didn't need to ask to know who she was talking about.

"He was my best friend and he knew everything, he knew how my mother drank and father would disappear. I thought he'd make it go away at least that's how he made me feel."

Tears burned in her eyes.

"And then he left, and I couldn't forgive him for it, I never did and never have." Here Sakura finally raised her eyes to meet Kakashi's single eye.

"And then there was you. Sasuke didn't like the fact that I chose you instead."

Relief washed over him, even though he knew he should be more worried about the fact the bastard got away than Sakura's choice of lover.

"I swear to god Sakura I will track that bastard down and make him pay for this. I-"

"I know you will," Sakura said. Somewhere in the back of her mind she desperately wanted to protest; to keep Kakashi safe and away from the psychotic drug-lord, but she knew Kakashi too well, knew that there was more at stake than just her or Kakashi, there was too much to lose by leaving Uchiha Sasuke free.

"But," Kakashi said lazily, "Marry me first?"

Pride blossomed in Sakura as she managed not to squeal, and instead smiled brightly at him.

"Is that a yes?"

Sakura kissed his knuckles again, "People will say that you're manipulating young impressionable cadets for your own sick purposes."

"And they'll also say that you're sleeping your way to the top."

"I'm not at the top though."

"You will be... eventually.

Sakura giggled.

"Eventually?"

"Well I want to manipulate you as much as possible before I let you get to the top."

Sakura would have laughed, but Kakashi kissed her soundless, breathless and mindless.

Not that she, you know, minded.

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