Okay, back again. Sorry about the weeks delay, school started, and you know how it is. Long nights, tiredness, etc etc. Anyways. Continuing on, where were we last? Of yeah, Sasuke got "jumped". Well I wonder who beat him up? ;o Aha you'll just have to see and find out now won't you? xD According to Tiger Priestess my "cliffies suck". Lmfao, if that was jokingly or harshly, either way, yes I suppose they do need work, huh? One more thing.. Does Sasuke knocking her out and leaving ring a bell huh? XD I so did not plan that.
I got sick too in the past few days which made it hard to edit. :/ Being stuffy, half nauseous, and sneezing half of the day doesn't mix with writing as such. Nor with school. D; Sorry about that guys!
Anyways, since I didn't get much feedback last time, I'm going to re-ask my question to you guys:
Should I make it so Sasuke signs up to go to Sakura's school in the next few chapters or in the near future?
Again, I need feedback, I can't decide myself, and you guys are the readers, so it's more up to you then me. Also feel free to send in suggestions for the next chapters, in case I run out of ideas. ;o Thanks!
So back top the story, again hop you guys enjoy! ^^
His Wings
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"Sakura, I-"
"Shut up Sasuke."
Sasuke's mouth shuts abruptly.
I don't know what makes me speak so harshly to Sasuke, but either way I know I am tired, and there is more wounds on him then there is feathers probably. Okay that might have been an exaggeration. I wonder if my anger has something to do with him leaving me on my bed and just disappearing.
Yeah, it probably does.
I turn on my heel, walking back onto the landing, heading for the bathroom. Grabbing the box of first aid supplies from the cabinet, I manage to make it into my bedroom halfway, before my father makes it up the stairs.
"Goodnight, father." I call tiredly, shutting the door behind me, hearing his muffled reply. Sasuke sits limply on the edge of my bed, his back slumped, probably from the pain of his wings. I place the box on the bed, placing the towel I retrieved from the bathroom on the bed next to Sasuke, opening the box. I gesture for him to shift across the bed to sit on the towel, which he does with some difficulty. His mouth opens again.
"Sakura-" He tries once more, but I cut him off again.
"I really don't want to hear it right now Sasuke. You can tell me all about you getting beaten up after I mend you." I let out a loud sigh, rubbing the bridge of my nose. I start with Sasuke's face, dabbing the alcohol covered cotton over his scratches and black eye, ignoring the grunts coming from his throat. I continue down to his chest, setting the cotton down to move my fingers to the hem of his shirt, lifting it up at the front.
I try to keep my eyes preoccupied with something else other than his (even when scarred and scratched) miraculously muscled torso.
Moving slowly, I help him lift the shirt over his head completely, and over his wings, hearing him make a louder grunt. I toss the thin fabric behind me, taking a step back to stare at the scratches covering his chest, and the disfigured rib. I literally dump half of the rubbing alcohol on the cotton and swipe it across his chest, hopefully not too harshly; looking down at all the dirt that comes from the wound.
After a few minutes, I finish bandaging and cleaning up Sasuke, only to stare at his untended to wing, unsure of what to do.
"What do you want me to-"
"Just bandage it." Sasuke's voice comes out deep and strained, giving me an idea of how painful it must be. I clean off most of the dried blood, pulling a bandage around where his wing meets his shoulder blade, binding it tightly. As I do, something falls onto the back of my hand, tickling the skin. I look down to find a perfect white feather with just a small streak of gold at the tip.
I let out a small gasp, turning to Sasuke, who just blushes, and looks away. That's when I remember what the feathers signify.
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After about twenty minutes of caring for a wounded angel, I put the first aid kit back into the bathroom, collapsing down on my bed next to Sasuke. Instinctively I throw an arm over my eyes, realizing it is almost two in the morning. I hope my classes won't be too harsh today.
"Are you going to tell me what happened before I fall asleep on the spot?" I mutter sarcastically, realizing Sasuke has been silent ever since I bound his wing. My mind wanders to the feather which sits on my desk right about now.
"I kissed you." Sasuke states lamely, as I pull my arm away to stare at his face. He looks away, almost embarrassed.
"Really." I mutter, letting out a yawn.
"I.. I didn't know what to do after I left; I wandered around the city for what seemed like days, before getting up the courage to go to my father, who was in Seattle at the time with an assignment. He got suspicious of why I was there, and well.. I just told him straight out. He got angry with me, and for a second I thought he was going to tell Tsunade the whole thing, but instead he just punched me.
I just stood there, like a damned limp doll, letting him beat me up. I don't know why he was mad, nor did I want to know. I also didn't know why I just took the hits. Then he suddenly stopped, when he saw the feathers falling from my wings. I don't remember much after that but coming back here. My father wasn't abusive, but I guess he just didn't want me to end up with Pein."
Sasuke takes in a heavy breath, wincing as his chest rises an falls. The fact that Sasuke's father hit him hits me like vertigo, as I sit up, crossing my legs.
"Y-your father did this to you?" I whisper, watching Sasuke nod his head at me.
"Sasuke, I-"
"It's fine. He was mad, and he had every right to be, I broke the rule. If not for him, I probably would have ended up at Tsunade's feet. Can we.. can we just pretend like nothing ever happened? Please?" I turn to look at Sasuke, watching his pleading eyes bore into mine, or at least the one he is able to properly see out of.
"Yeah..." I all I can make out, as I reach for my bandages, deciding to wrap one last wound. I eye Sasuke's matted hair.
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Sasuke is yet again gone by the time I pass out on my bed from exhaustion and have to get up within the few hours of sleep for school. Even out of my half asleep and blurry vision, I drive my father to therapy, listening half halfheartedly the whole time as he talks about buying Ino's father a new set of fishing rods. He agrees to split the money with me, so it is from both of us.
"Sakura-chan!" I groan, turning to bang my head against my locker, not really caring if if will hurt or leave a mark.
"Yes Naruto?" MY muttered response makes him gasp, and pull me up by the shoulders. I blink tiredly, staring at him.
"Oh my god! Sakura-chan! What did you do last night! Did Kiba keep you up all night? Or was it that Sasuke-teme-"
"No." I cut him off in an almost deadly tone. I can't help but sigh guiltily at my meanness. "Sorry Naruto, I didn't mean to snap at you, I didn't get much sleep last night."
Naruto cracks a grin, giving me a bear hug. I seem to flop in his arms like a doll, groaning slightly at the blurriness of my vision.
As I pull lazily away from Naruto, Hinata appears next to him, frowning slightly at my appearance.
Damn, I must have bags around my eyes.
"Sakura-chan are you alright?" I nod slowly, letting out a loud yawn.
"I had a rough night, I er.. couldn't get to sleep til about three this morning. I had to help my father wrap presents." I lie once more, pulling my bag over my shoulder. Hinata plays with her fingers, and Naruto rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. I raise an eyebrow at them, blinking away part of my blurred vision.
"There's something you guys aren't telling me."
"Well.. you see.." Hinata blushes, looking down, as Naruto trails off with his sentence, letting out a cheesy grin not at all happy.
"Kiba's been with his ex about three fourths of the time this week, pinky!" Karin passes past me, brushing my shoulder. I frown, watching her walk away.
"What?" I call after her, starting to sneer.
"Like I said, pinky. Your little man toy has been around his ex girlfriend a lot this week. You should probably check up on him, you wouldn't want to loose him like you lost your dear little Sasuke would you? Then you wouldn't be able to have your little threesomes."
I guess I won't be in school for a few days.
Neither will Karin with the punch that comes to her poor little cheekbone. I hear a always familiar crack, and before I know it, I slam her into the nearest locker.
Today really isn't my day.
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After spending an hour in the principles office; who is convinced I might need a therapist, I only get a three day suspension. Which means, I am done with school til Christmas. And Karin has a black eye, and a bleeding head. Much like Sasuke. Unfortunately.
My father remains silent as he enters our house that night, holding the letter sent home with me for him. I place all my assignments needed to be done on the table, and collapse on one of the chairs, putting my head in my hands.
"I'm guessing you didn't like something she said." He mutters, sitting next to me. I shrug, keeping my eyes away from his.
"She insulted my friends, and Kiba. I guess I just lost it. It's not fun going to school on three hours of sleep you know." I hear him chuckle, and rub my back. On instinct I flinch slightly, relaxing after a few seconds as he gently pats it, standing up again. He tosses the envelope on the counter, pulling open the freezer door, looking inside.
"I think we should get some Christmas food. It's hardly a week away. And don't you want your friend over? I forgot his name, even if you told me." I let out a small laugh, shaking my head.
"His name's Sasuke. I could get a lamb and some potatoes and vegetables. You have to get Inoichi's fishing rods anyways."
My father shuts the freezer, turning back to me, sighing lightly. He runs a hand through his light blonde hair and adjusts his tie.
"Since you have three days off, and the weekend, you can get them whenever. I have to work for the next few days until Friday though."
"Alright. I think I'm just going to go to bed. Do you want me to make you anything for dinner first?"
"Nah, I ate at the office. Sleep well and get your homework done okay?"
"Alright." I kiss my father's cheek, letting out another yawn. I end up being so tired that night that I fail to realize the white and gold feather is missing from my desk, and there is a small note on the pillow beside me.
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Sakura,
I really do need to apologize for everything I have caused in your life. For a while, I'm going to stay away from you, to avoid any suspicion about the kiss and to get some things through my mind, but I will join you for Christmas. Make you sure you get rid of this note after you read it. I hope your not mad at me for anything I did.
I'm ..really sorry.
Sasuke.
PS. See you at X-Mas.
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After reading Sasuke's note, I evidently find myself shredding it, watching the letters disappear. The next morning, I end up sending repeated texts between myself, Naruto and Hinata; and on the phone with TenTen half the day, because she didn't believe what happened with Karin; who is apparently staying home a day or two to recover. Even though there's three days left til Christmas break.
The other half of the day, I run through a third of the assignments assigned when staying home from school, getting about half of it done. After a long night sleep and warm shower, I decide to head out to the library; not caring if I should be in the house for suspension right now. Shizune is shocked to see me at one in the afternoon.
"Sakura? What are you doing here?" She pulls her glasses down her nose, her eyes widening. I smile meekly, putting my hands in my pockets, closing the library door behind me with my foot; letting out a shiver.
"I got suspended for getting into a fight. No biggie. How are you?" Shizune smiles back at me, shaking her head.
"I'm alright. Iruka and I are celebrating Christmas at his parents." Something hits me as she says this. I tilt my head, blinking a few times.
"Wait.. angels aren't allowed to fraternize with the humans. How are you engaged?"
"I'm only half angel. I have the wings, but the rules do not apply to me since I have spent my whole life on Earth. Actually, I'm not one of those who died in theory. I was born here twenty-six years ago, like a normal human. But I was sought out by Tsunade because of my incredible intelligence and partially because of my neatness." Shizune's eyes twinkle as she lets out a wider smile. I smile back, laughing lightly.
"How lucky you are. Okay I confess, I came here to .. well see more of what you do as an Angel Librarian. Can I observe?" I blink at her, smiling guiltily. Shizune chuckles, gesturing for me to walk closer to her desk. I walk up to the mahogany wood, watching her pull a key off a keyring.
"I really shouldn't. But what the hell. Tsuande won't be in contact with me til after Christmas, because I'll be with Iruka." She gestures for me to follow her, as she stands up, walking towards the fantasy section.
"Fantasy?" Shizune walks behind one of the shelves, pulling back a velvet curtain to reveal a wooden door. I raise an eyebrow.
"It was only ironic." She laughs, putting the key into a small lock, turning the key clockwise. I undo my coat, watching as she opens the door, nodding for me to enter. I look around the hollow and black passage, opening my mouth.
"Wow... where are we going anyways?" I wonder into the darkness, watching the light fade from the doorway. Shizune taps my shoulder to indicate she is behind me and walks to my side.
"I'm going to show you what I do."
"Well, what about the library?"
"Didn't you notice the 'Closed' sign on the door when you entered?"
"Uh... no."
Shizune laughs, leading me forward in the darkness.
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After what seems an eternity walking in the darkness, a small light appears at the end of the hallway, which arches into a humongous room. I gape, looking around me.
"Holy-"
"Mhmm." Shizune, looks around her at the two stories in the room, all lined with shelves with books.
The first level is a ruby carpeted lounging like room. A few bookshelves are scattered around the dark couches and table in the center. I spy a large wood desk at the back of the room, between the book shelves. On the second floor, which is open the whole way around, is line with an antique staircase, and railings, the whole of it bookshelves everywhere.
I stare in amazement.
"Why do you need all these books?" I murmur, blinking a few times.
"We keep records of all fights, assignments, and angels and they're bios. You'd be surprised how long this business has been going on. Actually I partially lied before. I was born 26 years ago, but I have been reincarnated many times throughout the ages. I'll go through it all with you someday."
"So what am I allowed to look at today then, Ms. Shizune?" I joke, giggling slightly. She shakes her head, walking over to the staircase, walking up. She turns back to me, gesturing for me to follow her up the steps.
"I thought you'd like to know a little about myself. There is a record. Each angel and assignment get their own book." She looks down one of the shelves, reading the alphabetical gold plated signs, walking down the on in the corner.
"Are they all mixed in together? Like angels and assignments?" Shizune nods, looking up at one of the top shelves, pulling out a book from the middle of the shelf. She heads over to the couches, as I follow on her heels, quite interested now.
"Yes, we put them all together, so it is easier and harder to find one book like this." She sits on the couch, patting the seat next to her.I sit down, watching as she opens the scarcely labeled book. The only thing on the spine, is a single word. I guess it is her last name.
"I first met Tsunade long ago in another body. I was one of those people who were reincarnated quite frequently to keep their job as an angel. I age as quickly as you, Sakura. But when I die, I am to be reborn in the next few days. It's like a constant cycle. My job here is to protect this section of the library from harm; which could be an actual enemy to a common fire. Everything about angels lives in here, and could be used against us.
I can't say much about the current status, but I think Tsuande is suspicious of Pein, and his plans. She thinks he will try to break into here to learn about some of the angels to use against Tsunade. In fact, there's a rumor that on of his followers has the ability to control people with his bright red eyes."
I wonder if that is Itachi instantly, but I don't ask; for fear that I may have known too much.
"We actually fought against Pein once, long ago; and managed to keep him in his own realm for quite a while. But like I said, I have reason to believe he may have found a way to spy on us, and maybe even have been able to return to the human world."
I turn to look at Shizune's face, seeing that she has opened her book to a page in the back, and was staring at the picture of her and a male. I look down at their smiling face, smiling myself now.
"He is quite handsome.." I murmur, looking at her fiance's stance. She touches the photo, nodding.
"I've always loved his trademark scar across the bridge of his nose, though he hates it.." She trails off.
She closes the book, suddenly standing, looking at her watch.
"Oh my! I have to be getting back home now, I was making dinner for us too. I'll see you out, Sakura." She places the book back on the shelve, leading me back through the dark hallway. I watch for the light at the end of the hallway once again, remembering there is a door instead of a doorway. I zip up my jacket again, preparing for the cold outside.
"Will I be able to learn more and come back later?" I blush slightly, wondering if I am pushing my luck.
"Of course. I'm sorry I have to go so early today, I wish I could stay longer. Say hello to your father won't you?" She smiles, pulling the door closed behind us, shutting the curtain over it after locking the door.
I'm still in awe.
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As I walk home that night, I get a chance to run over everything that's happened, and it's only a matter of time before it lands on Kiba. I still wonder what he's doing with his ex-girlfriend, and what must be going through his mind. My fingers find my phone in my jacket pocket, as I debate whether to call him, or eve send him a message. I decide against it.
My thoughts suddenly fall on Sasuke. I wonder if he has a file in the library; which spikes my curiosity and want to read it. I wonder if he is hiding something, or if he really is just that perfect. My thoughts then drift to Sasuke's father, and I wonder if this is the first time he has hurt Sasuke for his bag doings.
Then my mind finally drifts onto my mother.
Does she have a file? Should I ask Shizune if I can read it? Did she really die of heart failure?
There is so much I realize I never knew about my mother that I want to know. But mostly right now I just want to meet her. To reunite with her.
I hardly realize that I was crying until I reach my house, and step through the front door, looking at myself in the hallway mirror. My eyesight becomes fuzzy, as I grip the dresser in the hall, my face not moving into any expression. It feels almost like having a stroke, only I know I am not having one, because I can feel my face and all of my body. But I do frown at one thing remotely different.
My mind only half starts to realize my eyes are blue.
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"W-what the hell?" It starts to feel like I am having a seizure, but somehow, I know it's not.
This isn't medical related.
I see my life flash before my eyes in the reflection of the bright blue orbs, seeing myself once again in my mothers garden, picking roses. I hear her voice, and smell her perfume that becomes so real I feel sick.
"Join me, Sakura..." The voice whispers huskily in my ear. Yet there is no one behind me nor in the house. I sway on my feet, trying to pull my eyes from my own reflection, but my eyes in the mirror hold me in place. Suddenly the reflection in the mirror almost morphs, and turns into the familiar ebony haired boy I tell myself I love. His obsidian eyes fill with almost hate.
"Sakura... how could you join him!" As he speaks, a small blood drop drips from his mouth, and his wings rise into view of the mirror, both crippled and slightly stained red.
"N-no... I won't..."
Sasuke starts to make a low noise in his throat, his still blackened eye blinking slowly.
"He'll kill you, Sakura. He's already killed the others. Join him, Sakura.." Sasuke's voice turns into a deeper male voice, and his face seems to drip away like water down the mirror to reveal a new face, but distorted.
All I can make out are the red eyes, before I collapse onto the hall floor, my head thank god not colliding with the smooth dresser surface.
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If I am asleep, it is a dreamless sleep. As if in a coma, I seem to just drift around in a blackness, random sayings and memories fading in and out around me. I watch myself learning to ride a bike, cooking with my mother, getting hit by my father; meeting Shizune.
They are very random, and don't seem to make sense, even though I do not want to try to hard to put them together; my head has started to hurt.
"Sasuke?" He looks at me, eyebrow raised.
"Sasuke-sama to you." He smirks.
"Fine. Sasuke-kun." He smirks wider, making me blush slightly.
"Deal. What is it?" He leans back on the chairs two back legs.
"If you don't like sweets, what is your favorite food?" I finish the ice cream, biting at the cone, using my napkin to wipe my fingers.
Sasuke grins at me.
"Tomatoes."
This memory makes me smile the most, if I am smiling. I can't exactly feel my body, just my mind and thoughts. What the hell is happening to me? Is it Itachi?
Bile rises in my throat somewhere from here as I think of his name, and I fight to swallow it back.
Something is wrong.
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When I wake up, after what seems like a few hours, a familiar taste hits my mouth, and I bite my lip, looking around me. The house is quiet and empty, and it had only been a few minutes since I passed out. I rub my head, taking a quick glance in the mirror, finding no evidence of what happened just now being real. I also check myself for injuries, finding none with a big relief.
My second action is to call the only person I know who will make things feel better. No matter what, he is at my house within minutes, his hands gripping my shoulders worriedly.
I wrap my arms around Sasuke's neck, clinging to him, starting to cry again, feeling him cling just as hard onto me.
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Awhh! I just realized how bipolar I am making their relationship. Sorry guys!
I will fix this problem soon. xD This right now is just a jumbled mess, but I promise it will be cleared up. Thanks for putting up with me and my 'cliffies'.
Sorry about that long wait again! You do not realize how crappy I have felt. :/ Anyways, GOING CAMPING THIS WEEKEND :/ I shall update probably next weekend, when I get time off from school work. I promise not to keep you guys waiting so long again. I really appreciate everything you guys do, especially read, support and review this and my other stories. Without you all, I would fail. Literally.
One more time to ask the question:
Should I make it so Sasuke signs up to go to Sakura's school in the next few chapters or in the near future?
I'm still up for listening to you guy's response to the question on the top of this chapter, I am starting to get in constant need of feedback for this, because where I planned to have Sasuke attend is drawing nearer, so I need the answers as soon as possible. Thanks!
Continuing... WOW this stories has been going on for nine chapters! Holy crap. I know see what happened to my inspiration. It took off. I remember my first chapter of this now, and wow. This is just ... amazing. I can't believe I got this far and with 45,000 words for this , thank you guys so much for everything I owe you so much! I can literally say I love this site, it does take you places the actual stories can't.
Aha rambling again.
Anyways, next time... Epic hug , thanks for reading, and I will update as soon as possible, probably next weekend at the earliest!
Hope you enjoyed! Review? Thanks. ^^