TADAAAAA!!! The third chapter of my IbikixSakura-story^^ Big thanks to shadow-binder for the Review to the last chap!!

The Haiku in this story is by Kobayashi Issa and is called "Asked how old he was", also I don't own Naruto, but I own the idea to this story^^.

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Asked how old he was

or

The next level

Alright … her sensei really was a bit … strange. Maybe very … extremely? Absolutely? Totally? Errrmmm … alright; her sensei was absolutely totally hundred percent strange. She was bound to a chair and sat in a dark cell – so up to now there was nothing too strange about it. He had already done that to her, to test her endurance. But since he had 'taken it up to a new level' she was anxious to know what would happen … and she already had a good idea of what would happen. He would torture her … for real this time. He would try to get information from her – and it was up to her to not let anything slip. Nothing at all.

He entered briskly – grinning menacingly at her, she stared defying back at him; the show was on. She didn't tense up, she didn't cringe only the slightest bit – he was familiar. But the seals he made were too … a genjutsu to put over another person. So … it wasn't him who would torture her. She knew that it would have been easy for Kura to shield her from the genjutsu, but right now she needed to be cooperative – she held Kura back.

But she wasn't ready for the person who would enter the cell. She almost dispelled the jutsu – Anko. She liked the woman, they were friends … so that's why he used the genjutsu.

Her analyzing set in: she was not to dispel the genjutsu, it was her secret and she couldn't allow to let it be known.

When she looked at the tree-sensei, he was leaning at the back of the room and signaled her something in the sign language.

Asked how old he was.

She deciphered. It was another Haiku from Kobayashi Issa, another Haiku master – her second secret. She closed her eyes for a moment to tell him that she had understood and then fixated Anko who was still standing in the door.

"So, sempai, what does he have what we need?" she asked in a dangerous voice.

Hn, of course he would transform her into a man – Anko would never hold back against a man.

"Bring him to talk. That would do it." He sneered. "As soon as he talks he will tell us his secret. You can go all out on him … he doesn't have his chakra anymore."

Sakura smirked inwardly, she didn't need chakra, she had Kura … that was better than chakra. Far better – Kura could protect her memory.

***

Anko was reckless, but Sakura didn't care. She didn't care about the countless wounds on her body, the broken bones in her arm, she didn't care about the fiftieth genjutsu she was caught in. She didn't defend herself, she didn't try to wind away. She knew it was useless.

Her wounds gave her nausea, the room started to turn, and she knew that she was puking, she could smell it, the wounds stung horribly, and Anko's voice was giving her the chills.

But she didn't say it – she wouldn't – she couldn't. This was lesser about showing the tree-sensei that she could do it, it was more about proving herself that she was able to keep it back.

And then she fell into unconsciousness, not a word left her lips.

She woke up when cold water was splashed into her face. She coughed a minute before she opened her eyes and was able to look around. She was … in a cell. Yo what?! She looked at the intruder – Kotetsu.

"Geddup prisoner, somebody's waitin' for ya."

Fuck! What the hell had happened?! Oh Ibiki … you will be punished for this. She didn't care about anything – this would stop now.

Kura

Got it, honey

Before she had even been able to stand up she had dispelled the genjutsu and looked at Kotetsu with grim eyes.

"Sa … SAKURA!"

He came running to her, as she almost fell down on the floor when making a step. Damn it … right, she had a broken leg.

"What the fuck is the meaning of this?" Kotetsu asked her while he pulled her up.

"Let's take it a level higher the tree said." She sneered. "Let's take her to a cell and bind a genjutsu spell on her, the giant suggested. And maybe letting her wake up in a cell is fun too, the snorer brought in. Get me the fuck to the person who wanted to see me."

"B-But …"

"Now, Kotetsu. I have a way of defying my enemies even when I'm in Kakashi-mode."

He grinned at her. Kakashi-mode was an insider-joke. It described the condition you were in when you had several broken bones and worse things … and still wanted to get out of the hospital.

"So … I should carry ya there?"

"Are you crazy, old man? You will help me walking … now let's go."

Sakura was brought to Morino's office … really not surprising for her. Also that it was five in the morning and that she had spent her free day in a cell being tortured. It was all no surprise … this was Morino we were talking about.

She entered hanging on Kotetsu's shoulder and a fiery look in her eyes – that bastard would pay for taking away her free day.

But when she entered the room it was enough for her to see his eyes bulge for a second, when he realized that she had dispelled the genjutsu. Anko was there … she nearly got a heart attack from the looks of it.

"SAKURA!" Anko came flying to her and helped her on the couch she had just been occupying.

Morino was grumbling and radiated a dangerous aura, but it was not as if Sakura cared.

"How did you do that?" he snarled. "Did you ask Kotetsu to take it down?"

"Che … as if I needed help, tree-sensei." She snarled back. God right now she hated him.

"S-Sempai … weren't w-we s-supposed to b-bring the prisoner here?" Anko asked frightened of what she had done.

"Surprise, surprise." Sakura snarled. "He made you torture me." She offered the shocked jonin.

"What?" the two looked at her detestable sensei, who only smirked.

"You still now the secret?"

"God damnit you bet, tree giant! I'm not as brainwashed as you are!" she yelled back. It itched her that she could still not free herself of the chakra depleting shackles – she hated them.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lollypop. You knew that this would happen." He explained. "Anko … get her free of the shackles, she has two shifts today."

"Damned right, tree giant. I'm working … and you took my fucking free day yesterday."

As soon as she was out of the shackles she started healing herself with the little chakra she had. Damned, Anko had done a good job about breaking her leg.

"What was the secret?" he asked her suddenly.

"Asked how old he was,
the boy in the new kimono
stretched out all five fingers." She answered sighing.

"Good … you're dismissed."

Sakura stood up and went over to her new sensei to look him straight into the eyes, their faces were only inches away.

"Next time you do something like this, you will have to do it yourself. Because I will dispel the genjutsu … and as you witnessed, I don't even need chakra for it. Don't even think about pulling Mitarashi-san into this once again … you can be happy – if you can feel – that she's still working for you freaking giant."

She lay next to Kakashi again. The man was mostly healed – only his lung made problems and the medics didn't want to let him go just now.

"You look … used." He remarked when she entered the room.

"I was." She replied before she lay down next to him again.

Kakashi was like a big brother … only a bit better. He had taught her much more than a big brother could ever have. He was just better than a big brother – much better.

"What did he do this time?" he asked her as he placed an arm around her and let her lay her head on his shoulder.

"He made Anko torture me while I was under a genjutsu and put me in a prison cell … on my free day." She grunted. "Idiot."

"He made Anko torture you?"

"She didn't know it was me. I was under a genjutsu … and she thought I was just another prisoner."

"Great …" he offered sarcastically.

"Absolutely. You know … I see the sense behind it … and that's even more ridiculous than the exercise itself."

"There's a sense behind such thing?"

"Of course. I know much … he wants to know if I can keep my trap shut. Of course there's a sense behind it. It's just very, very tiring."

She fell asleep before she knew it, Kakashi's voice really was comforting. He would make a good match for Anko … if they only would settle down.

***

Sakura woke up in her shishou's office. Damn it … she had fallen asleep.

"I'm sorry." She said immediately as she woke up. "I shouldn't have fallen asleep."

"It's alright, Sakura."

She opened her eyes to see her shishou hovering over her, smiling down. She smiled back and tried to stifle a yawn – successfully.

"Shizune was relatively surprised when she found you asleep next to Hatake."

"Heh … I'm sorry …"

"Like I said – it's alright. After the last night I'm surprised you even showed up to the shift. Normal people would have just asked for a day off."

"You know how I am with the days off, shishou." She replied and slowly sat up. "So … why am I here."

"Because … I want to ask you if you want to pull back … from your post as his apprentice." Her shishou began.

"No, shishou. As much as I sometimes really would like to chop off his freaking head to make him smaller and as much as it takes some … insight to understand his methods, he is a good sensei. He doesn't hold back and makes no illusions. I will not back down … when I survive the snoring tree giant then there can hardly be anything to bring me down." She smiled.

"Alright … so tell me, how do you two not get along?"

DONE! I'm pretty satisfied with this chap^^. Tell me how you like it, this is my first IbikixSakura story, I'd like to know if you liked it or not, or if I could do something better^^ so please, REVIEW!!

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