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Chapter Thirteen - Lightning Crashes
Sakura blinked twice and glared (still shocked) down to the hand that was still attached on the body in the haystack.
She didn't really know how she should react at the moment and she didn't know if she wanted to call for some help or burry the body somewhere no one could find it. But one question was still running through her head;
Who the hell was that person that was laying hidden in the haystack?
What Sakura knew, no one was missing and she thought it could be one of the stable-boy's who had been unlucky and fall down from the hayloft.
`Yeah... so it must be...´
But yet she couldn't stop to think of that little note on the Wara Ningyo she had got this morning.
"My lover... huh..?" she mumbled and bit her lip hard, drawing blood from it.
`No... It can't be... It can't be my lover... I don't have anyone...´
It was only one way to find out who was laying under the pile of hay and it was to remove every single hay straw.
She began to reach after some hay straws, but stopped when someone grabbed her wrist.
"Don't touch it...!"
Sakura jumped and turned her head towards the voice.
"Se-Sensei...?"
"What have I told you about that..." the silver haired man behind her growled annoyed and let go of her wrist.
"Um... Gomen*... You know what they say... Old habits die hard..." she smiled faintly to him and her Sensei, Kakashi sighed. "And by the way... Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to not follow me...!"
"...Eh... I-I didn't really follow you... I-I was already here..." Kakashi told her and smiled anxious. "It was marly a coincidence that you was here as well..."
"Seriously... Your lies gets worse and worse the older you get..." Sakura said to him and crossed her arms over her brest. "Did Yamato tell you to follow me? If he did, I swere I will not go easy on nither of you when I get back...!"
"If I tell you that it all was his idea... Do I escape punishment...?" Kakashi aked her and tried to lighten the mood.
Sakura sighed and turned her head back to the hay stack.
`So much for that I-believe-in-you...´
"Alright... What should we do about that?" Sakura asked Kakashi who looked down to the haystack.
"Hum... Well I guess I should take care of it..." he said and Sakura glanced to him.
"And me? Shouldn't I help?" she asked.
"You should go back. If someone finds you helping me with a dead body, it wouldn't looking that good..." Kakashi said and looked down to Sakura with an expression in his eye she was far too unknown with.
"You... You are probably right about that..." Sakura finally said and glanced down to the unknown body in the hay. "But please tell me if you will need my help..."
"Um... I will..." Kakashi said and gave Sakura a smirk under his mask. "And by the way..."
And then Kakashi grabbed her upper arm and dragged her closer to him and Sakura looked surprised up to him.
"...I will looking forward to tonight..." he mumur and kissed Sakura on her lips, still with his mask on.
"You- Your asshole!" Sakura growled a bit shocked, yet she was pissed by his sudden action and then she slapped him over his face and slinked out of his gripe and run away as fast as she could.
Kakashi looked after her with a bit of amusement in his gaze.
"This could get interesting..."
~oOo~
Sakura stopped to run when she got closer to the manor and she leaned on the stone wall to the manor and panted slightly.
She was indeed out of shape.
"That bastard..." she growled to herself and wiped her mouth with the front of her hand, while looking up to the stary night sky. "How deared he...! He and Taichou will pay for this... Especially Kakashi..."
But then Sakura began to feel a bit troubled and she looked back to the stable.
Something was wrong. Very wrong.
She looked away from the stable and gazed down to the frozen ground.
`Kakashi... He wasn't as he usually was... And he knew better the try to kiss me like that...´
"...or parhaps not..." she mumbled and thought of that morning some nights ago. "Maybe I'm just overreacting..."
"...Sakura...?"
Sakura looked up from the ground.
"Yamato-Taichou..." she said a bit surprised. "Did you follow me too...?"
"Follow you? No... I was just going out to get some fresh air..." Yamato told her.
"Getting some fresh air...? You could get that fresh air just by walking outside of our room..."
"...And I was just a little bit worried about you..."
"I knew it! Why can't you never leave me alone!" Sakura growled and Yamato sighed.
"Try to understand... You are pregnant and your chakra control isn't that good right now... You are not fit to be a Kunoichi at the moment." Yamato told her and he could see the hurt look in her face.
"Even if-... Even if I'm not fit to be a Kunoichi right now! It doesn't mean I can't take care of myself!" Sakura almost yelled and her fist was almost on its way to hit Yamato in his face, but it wouldn't solve anything.
"I have acknowledge that your are strong and can take care of yourself, but what good would it be if you put your unborn child in danger as well...?" Yamato looked to Sakura. "Me, myself, wouldn't do it..."
"Maybe not you, but as long as I can still fight, I will fight as a Kunoichi..." Sakura told Yamato firmly.
"And it will be me and Kakashi who will have to make sure you don't get any 'dirty' jobs again... You can't pretend for ever that you are not pregnet..." he looked away from Sakura who twisted a hair strand between her fingers.
"You don't have to worry about it when we get back... This is our last mission and after this we, Kakashi and I, are beginning with our new job as Naruto's counsellors..." Sakura glanced to Yamato, who seemed far more interesed in the stable then in this conversation. "Is something wrong, Taichou...?"
Yamato flicked his head to Sakura and smiled a bit worried.
"No, not really... I just though I felt Senpai's chakra, but I could be wrong." Yamato told her and she too began to look a bit worried.
"Kakashi-Sensei's...? From where?"
"Well, from the stable... But it was so quicke that I barely noticed it..." Yamato looked back to the stable.
"Well in that case, you are not wrong."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Sensei... He is in the stable, taking care of a body that I found in the haystack..." Sakura told Yamato.
"Really? Whose body was it?"
"I don't know. Kakashi told me to not touch it. Well, it would be bad if my fingerprints ended up on the body..."
"Sakura, it's bad that you just was in the stable there a body was found... You could be glad that Senpai found you and no one else did..." Yamato said and dragged his fingers through his brown hair.
"I know... And by the way, I thought Kakashi acted a bit weird, but it could be my imagination..." Sakura mumbled.
"Well, he has always been a bit weird..." Yamato mused.
"I hope you are not talking about me?"
Sakura and Yamato jumped and turned their heads around.
"Sen-Senpai! Where have you been?" Yamato asked the silver haired man standing in front of them.
"Oh you know, a little bit here and there..." the silver haired man said and smiled under his mask.
"Really..." Yamato looked to his Senpai.
"Or would you rather here me say that I have been spending my time down in the town with a hooker...?" he said to Yamato, who looked a bit uncomfortable.
"N-No... I wouldn't..." Yamato mumbled and Sakura looked suspicious to her Sensei.
Would he actually confess or say such a thing to them or anyone?
Maybe he would. He was after all rated as Konoha's (now more) number one perv.
But yet that smile it wasn't like how Kakashi usually smiled. It seemed fake in some sort of way she couldn't explain and Yamato didn't seem to take notice of this little change of Kakashi.
`I must just imagine things... Damn pregnacy!´
"We should go inside... It's geting colder..." Kakashi suddenly said and looked down to Sakura.
"You are right, Sensei..." Sakura said and grabbed Yamato's arm and he looked surprised down to her. "Let's go inside...!"
"You don't have to drage me... I can walk by myself..." Yamato muttered to Sakura as she dragged him inside of the manor with a still smiling Kakashi behind them.
~oOo~
Kakashi blinked twiced and looked up to a ceiling of a semidark and cold dungeon. He shook his heavy head and felt a jolt of pain striking his head and then countined down his spine.
It felt like he had been drinking more saké then he sould be and then ended up in a fight, with someone whom had kicked him to oblivion.
Just like that time when Sakura had beaten the hell out of him in the bar the same night Naruto had been made Hokage. But this hurted more then Sakura's punch had.
"...Why did I just think of that memory...?" Kakashi moaned in pain and saw how the moon howered above him, lightening up the dungeon with its silver light.
He sighed and looked down to his hands that was covered with blood and so was the dirty ground. In fact most of his body was covered in blood. His own blood it seemed to be.
And one thought was running trought his minde;
Where the hell was he?
He couldn't remember much and what he could remember after everything went black, wasn't something good.
He had followed Sakura to the stable and as fast as he could he had entred the stable before her and Hengen himself in to a grey horse and watched how Sakura had entred the stable.
She had walked slowly around in the big stable and then ended up on a hay bale, right beside the stall that he had placed himself in (in the horse form) and began to talk to herself some and ripping the thread to the kimono and looking way to depressing for her own good.
So he did what he could (in the horse form) to chear her up, he nuzzled his muzzle in her soft hair and he regreted it when he saw the hint of fear in her eyes.
How could he know she was scared of horses?
She had jumped of from the hay bale and mumbled something about " Strange creature" and it looked like she was searching for Kusari, but suddenly she had stopped in front of a haystack further down of the stable and she was pushing away some hay and it was then both of them had frozen with shock.
Sakura had found a hand or rather a hand still attached to a body.
Then Sakura began to look like she was searching for something again, but she seemed to not find it.
"...My lover...huh...?" he could hear her mumbled and watch how she began to reach out for the hay straws.
"Don't touch it...!"
He looked horrified to what he saw beside Sakura.
He saw himself.
Himself saying those words and holding her wrist, a little too possessing to his own likings.
"Se-Sensei..?" Sakura said and she sounded more angry then surprised.
"What have I told you about that..." the Kakashi beside Sakura said annoyed, but to Kakashi (who was hidding himself as a horse) it sounded more like he was ejoying that Sakura had called him 'Sensei'.
He watched how himself talked to Sakura and convinced her to leave everything to him and the real Kakashi growled inwardly.
Why couldn't Sakura see that it wasn't the real him?
But it was what he saw later that made his blood boil with fury.
He was kissing her, whit his lips!
Lips that wasn't his. Lips that belonged to the real him. To the real Hatake Kakashi.
"...Your asshole!" Sakura then had growled and then slapped him quite hard and the real Kakashi, could imagin it would hurt a lot.
"...Deserves him right..." he mumbled under his breath and saw how Sakura slinked out of the fake Kakashi's gripe and run out of the stable.
The fake Kakashi had watched after her with a smirk.
"This could be interesting..." the fake Kakashi mumbled and he glanced down the stable aisles. "...Don't you agree, Supai-San*...?"
The real Kakashi winced and glanced (in his horse form) to the fake Kakashi and the fake was starring back to him.
`Im-Impossible...!´
"Why don't you show yourself, huh? Let's get on with it, shall we..." the fake him said and began to advance towards the real him.
The real Kakashi new that he hadn't a chance against this person (playing himself) in this horse form and Kakashi did as fast as he could henge him back to his human form and pushed the stall door open, while building up chakra in his hand.
A chirping sound, that sounded more like cracking, could be heard and the fake Kakashi looked to the real Kakashi in front of him.
The fake one wasn't even given away an expression on his borrowed face.
"So this is the famous Raikiri... One of the most powerful Raiton* Jutsu's that exist... I am impressed..." the fake Kakashi said, still slowly advancing towards the real Kakashi.
"And why is that...?" Kakashi growled to the fake him and the fake him stopped.
"I didn't think that such a powerful jutsu, would have such a weak user..."
Kakashi looked surprised to the fake him and then he frowned.
"Big words from someone who doesn't even show his real self..." Kakashi snarled, making the fake to smirk. "And doesn't that mean that you are weaker then me...?"
"Big words you say...? And those words comes from a man that is selfish and arrogant..." the fake said and looked down to his right side. "A man that doesn't care for others and just left his team mate to die..."
The fake Kakashi glanced up to the real Kakashi, who still had his sparkling blue chakra in his hand, while looking a bit shocked.
"Wha-What are you talking about...?" the real Kakashi asked.
"So you don't remember? So you don't remember your dear old friend?" the fake Kakashi said and jerked his head up to look at the still surprised-shocked Kakashi in front of him.
`...O-Obito...? No... It can't be Obito... Then who...?´
"Still at lost I see... Then maybe I should enlighten you..." the fake Kakashi said and looked back to his right side, more correctly his right hand. "Rakurai*..!"
A flash of white hit Kakashi in his lower part of his chest and Kakashi could feel the pain and the smell of burned flesh.
Kakashi lost his focus on his Raikiri and he fell to his knees.
The bolt of lightning had hit his chest and it had went stright through him.
"...Rakurai... It's fast, killing rate is high and it can be send meters away to struck its enemy... It's the ultimate Raiton... Do you still not remember me... Kouhai*...?"
Kakashi felt how the blood streamed out of his wound and he fell face down to the cold cobblestone floor.
The fake Kakashi walked towards the Kakashi on the floor and putted his foot on the real Kakashi's head.
"So you still do not remember me...?" the fake Kakashi said and pressed the real Kakashi's head harder down to the floor.
Even how hard the real Kakashi tried to remember the man who had hengen in to himself, he just couldn't remember.
"Just try to remember... Or I will crush you until you remember, that boy you left to die 25 years ago...! T-R-Y!"
The real Kakashi glanced up to himself and breathed heavily.
He still couldn't remember that boy who was supposed to have died 25 years ago.
"Then I will take what you care for the most..." was the last thing he could hear the fake Kakashi say before he passed out.
Kakashi looked down to his chest and saw that it was sloppy bandage and blood was visible on it, but at least the bleeding had stopped some.
Kakashi tried to sit up, but the pain was too much for him, so he laid himself back to the dirty straw covered floor. Hoping he could come up with something that could take him out of this place.
He closed his eye and tried to be as calm as he could be, feeling that his wound had open and the blood was flowing out of it in easy streams.
"...Kuso*..." he moaned in pain and opened up his eye to look once more at the moon that hanged above him. "This is my end... huh?"
`Have I done everything that I was supposed to do...? I haven't, or have I...? I couldn't keep my promise to Kurenai and her son or to Sakura...´
"...Sakura..."
"...I will take what you care for the most..."
Kakashi's eye narrowed and he clenched his teeths in fury.
"That-...That son of a bitch..." Kakashi growled and forced himself to sit, while the wound began to bleed even more. "Chikishou*..."
Kakashi breathed heavily while supporting himself with his hand on the floor and the other hand pressed on the wound.
He needed to get out of here now, so he could reach Sakura before that bastard did something to her, or at least warn Yamato somehow.
Hopefully Sakura was clever enough to see that he wasn't the real Kakashi and do something about it, or she wouldn't see it and be killed.
He fell forward and groaned in pain when he hit the floor, then he began to slowly crawl towards something he believed was the door. And he had just on thought in his mind;
Protect Sakura.
Protect her from someone he had no idea who it was and he once again began to think of what that man had said.
He said that he had been left to die 25 years ago and 25 years ago, Kakashi had been just a kid, but he had also been a Chuunin. That made Kakashi think of someone.
It had been a boy that had been four years older then himself and at that time Kakashi had been replaced in that team for sometime before he had ended up in his Sensei, Minato's team with Obito and Rin. That boy had also been a Raiton user and he had master it two years after Kakashi had joined the team (Kakashi himself was still struggling with master his own Jutsu at that time).
And back then that boy's Jutsu had been one of the most feared Raiton Jutsu that ever had been created and Kakashi himself had been impressed by it. That Jutsu could killed faster then someone could blink, but Kakashi (as he always had been back then) saw flaws with this boy's Jutsu. It lacked the power of destruction.
Something Kakashi himself had been familiar with in his day's as a kid and it was something he tried to achive with his new Jutsu. Those words had made that boy be angry with him and the boy had began to hate him.
He had been a total dick back then. Kakashi understood that now and it was at this moment Kakashi suddenly remember that boy's name;
Hirameku Yumiya.
Kakashi groned and glanced up to the black iron door, a bloody hand clinging tightly on the doorknob.
"I'm sorry... Sakura..."
~oOo~
Sakura sat outside of the room, looking out over the moonlit garden and was more or less annoyed.
Kakashi and Yamato had been having a drinking contest (to Sakura's annoyance) and Yamato had lost and was now sleeping quietly on the futon, while Kakashi was pocking Yamato in his face with a twig from one of the flower arrangement in the room.
Sakura shook her head, due to the childish play that was performing behind her and hopped that Yamato didn't sleep that heavy. She wasn't feeling that comfortable around Kakashi at the moment.
Suddenly she could feel someone behind her and she turned her head around slightly.
"How are you feeling...?" Kakashi suddenly asked and sat himself beside her.
"Fine... Just fine..." she answered him and looked back to the garden.
"Are you sure...?"
"I'm fine!" Sakura almost yelled to him and Kakashi looked down surprised to her. "Gomen... It has been just a thought day... I didn't mean to shout..."
"I understand, kitten..." Kakashi told her and she looked up to him with a frown.
"Why did you just call me kitten...?"
"Well... You are small and cute as a kitten..." Kakashi said and making Sakura frown even more.
"...Senpai..." Sakura said and Kakashi looked down to her.
"Huh...?"
"Are something wrong...? You have been acting a bit weird..." Sakura finally said and Kakashi raised his eyebrow.
"Do you think so...? Well, a lot of things have happen recently... You can't blame me for being overprotecting..." Kakashi said and glanced out over the garden.
"I-I didn't mean like that... I mean the way you act... The way you say and do things on..." Sakura looked up to Kakashi who still was looking out over the garden.
"Well... That could only be explained by one thing..." Kakashi turned his head to look down to her and then his masked face came closer to her. "It's because of you..."
"Of-Of me...!" Sakura stuttered and looked in to his eye.
"Aaa... You don't understand how much I need you..." the words came out more like a hars and hating whisper then a gentle and loving one.
Sakura froze when he brushed away a hair strand from her face and caressed her upper arm. His thouch didn't feel like his own.
She shrugged him of and raised herself up from the wooden deck and began to move inside, but was stopped by Kakashi grabbing her wrist.
"I'm tired... Just let me go..." she told him, but he didn't let her go.
"You won't deny me..." Kakashi told her and pulled her to him.
"You are hurting me... Kakashi..." Sakura said and tried to pull herself out of his grip, but his grip was stronger then it usually was and if she tried to move out of his grip with force, she would brake her wrist. "Let me go, Kakashi!"
He pinned her down on the cold wooden deck, grabbed both her wrists in his hand and ripped of her dressing gown with his other. Sakura tried to kick him, but then she come of think of that little one living inside of her.
If she was too rough with herself, she could hurt or worse lost her unborn. It was something she didn't want to do, but she could lost it by just laying here and watch how she was going to be raped. Raped by Kakashi.
`No... He is not Kakashi... He is just pretending to be... Kakashi wouldn't hurt me...´
That was a total lie. Kakashi had hurt her and was still hurting her. But she was sure of one thing. He wouldn't hurt her in this way, never.
Kakashi grabbed her chin harshly and forced her to look at him, while he leaned closer to her.
"Fore each day I will bring you a new one..." Kakashi turned her head to the chest of drawer and there Sakura could see a bloody Wara Ningyo*.
"...No..."
"For each day you will lose something importent..." next he turned her head to the sleeping form of Yamato.
"...No..."
"For each day you will die inside..." he let go of her chin and traced his hand to her stomach and held it still, like he tired to force his hand in to her stomach.
Hot tears escaped her eyes and everything began to be blurry.
"For each day I will count down to the days you have left..." she look up to him and he was nothing more the a fuzzy image, as he caressed her stomach harshly.
He then leaned even closer to her and whispered softly in her ear and she could feel how he smirked cruelly to her.
"...I took your lover..."
A terrible pain shot through whole of her body and she watched how blood poured out on the tatami* mat...
`This-... This is as far as I go... Sensei...´
Author note:
Sakura is breathing her last breath, watching the man she trust slowly taking her life...
It may contain some spelling errors...
And some notes;
When I writes the text 'like this' it means that the person in question is thinking. When I writes like this the person emphasis just that word and when I writes like this that means flashbacks.
Mini Japanese dictionary and little more;
Chikishou = Damn it!
Gomen = Pardon (your pardon)
Kouhai = Junior (at work or school)
Kuso = Shit
Raiton = Lightning Release
Rakurai = Thunderbolt
Supai-San = Mr Spy
Tatami = Tatami mat (Japanese straw floor coverings)
Wara Ningyo = Japanese voodoo doll made of straw
Do feel free to ask me if something is bothering you.
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