I am having some trouble with my grammar checkers. One puts an answer up but the other contradicts it. Then spell check says its spelled wrong. Bleh! So I said screw it and decided one proof read and then submit it and hope for the best. I struggled with this chapter and I'm still not happy with it but what ever. Special props go to XxNina-himexX, and LadyRidger. You both know why. This ones full of Kakashi and Sakura. It was hard to write so no flames cause I don't like it either so NEH. Here's a hint about Tora. I based him off my boss. I hate my boss. Yes that was Sasuke last chapter. I hate Sasuke as well. Sorry about the rant last chapter but those who were in the wrong knew whom I was talking to because they apologized, or didn't inbox me again. Now read and remember as always reviews are not necessary but are inspired.
Hatake Kakashi was not a man who was easily intimidated. If fact he had been the intimidator, the name of copy ninja sent fear into men whom were twice his size. So then why exactly was he so terrified of this woman who's forehead barely met the height of his nose? It wasn't because of her enormous strength. Even if she could destroy him with a single well placed blow. It had something to do with how she moved, breathed, and spoke. To be honest it was the fact that she existed at all. And yet, if she vanished or had never been there he believed there would be an unfilled hole within his soul where she was suppose to be. She was a part of him now. She had found a way to get under his skin without even wanting to or trying. He had fought to keep her at a distance walling his heart and chaining it down. He thought no one would be able to penetrate the fortress that was his mind which always intercepted intruders and kicked them out as if they were offensive.
And then she had come along in the form of a team mate and his mind allowed her to camp outside of it's fortress because she didn't seem to want in. His mind gave her no thought because she had no visible potential. She was just passing by and posed no threat. His mind allowed her to enter the walls of his fortress but never gave a glance at the forbidden cell within him. When she had not pressed any further his mind had become accustomed to her. Then she betrayed it, and saved him. So many times did she dare to save him. So his mind had evicted her from the fortress that was his body and chose to bulk up it's guard. She had allowed it to stay that way as usual with no fight. When his time came and he passed his mind dropped its guard he was sure she would encamp somewhere else.
She had noticed and sensing his lack of guard she kicked the door in and completely by passed the warden. She brought him back to life and his hearts warden had reacted to late. When it had finally discovered the intruder it was to late. She had snuck into the cell and released the prisoner that had been starving for her for it had caught her scent unbeknownst to him. All his efforts had been a waste and he felt as if she had planned this from the start. Knowing Sakura she hadn't and that was just part of his damn luck. She had no interest in his heart other than freeing it. He wanted that to be the end of it, but his luck had never been good. It had tasted her love even if it was platonic and now it craved her like an addict. He tried to stay away, but he was entered into the competition. He tried to be impassive and allow his elimination to be a swift blow but it never came. She had offered his heart a chance to win her own and it encouraged his former captive. His heart had taken the challenge with little thought. Only one problem had emerged with such a challenge. There were others whom had accepted the challenge as well. She was the in one of their arms last night and now there she stood in front of him. Her warm welcoming eyes were laughing at his mind that had completely submitted to her due to his heart that now slammed against his rib cage. Her silver pink hair taking to glowing from the borrowed light of the barely risen sun.
"Good morning Sakura are you ready?" He asked curling his fingers around the tips of her own bringing them up to his hidden lips. She watched him with a smile and a light blush. Still she was guarded almost as if her own hearts was on alert and wary of his presence. A presence which had finally posed a threat to it's rule over her life. If her heart was so afraid of him then why would he be afraid of her?
"Yeah I'm all yours for the day." She responded with no apparent attempt at defense. She wore a Red skin tight muscle shirt, and lace up black arm warmers which hooped each finger at the base. The knuckles were steal plated stained a dirty red from the process of it's tempering. He remembered giving her those when she had become an ANBU medic. She wore a pair of black hakama that allowed for quick movement and flexibility. She was stunning to say the least and he felt she knew it all to well. He gave a soft tug on her arm and drew her to his side. His hand cautiously moved to the small of her back guiding her to his home where he would make breakfast before their day began. As he looked from Sakura to the path leading out he spotted two shadows upon the rooftops neighboring her home. They were ANBU that was not what was bothering him. It was the fact that last night all competitors were brought into the Hokage's office in secret and told when going out with Sakura they were personally responsible for Sakura's well being, and at least four ANBU would be guarding them at all times. They had orders not to interrupt the date unless Sakura was in immediate danger. He understood the situation, but felt that his privacy was being invaded so he chose to keep Sakura in his home all day. As they entered he gave a wave to the ANBU once he closed the door and curtains the ANBU set up traps. Kakashi ushered Sakura to the kitchen quickly and set to work on breakfast after a while she bumped his side causing him to scoot over so she could help.
"Go sit back down Sakura let me deal with this." Kakashi placed his hand on hers halting her.
"Kakashi it's fine I know my way around the kitchen." Sakura laughed and picked another knife up with her free hand. He placed his other hand on this one as well preventing her movement.
"I don't doubt that Sakura, but I told you to go sit down." She spun around to face him quickly with a growl. Her eyes full of fire and determination as she looked up into his eyes. He swallowed hard as that feeling of fear was washed away by something different.
"You can't tell me what to do anymore Kakashi I out rank you remember." Sakura pushed against his chest defiantly.
"Only in rank never in experience Cherry blossom." He growled huskily pressing her against the counter. His tone was dangerous and then he saw it in her eyes. The reason he feared her so much hidden deep in her eyes. He feared her was because she held power over him. She could crush him at any moment and there was nothing her could do about it. No jutsu he could use, no technique, and even his sharingan couldn't prevent it.
"Well see about that now wont we Kakashi." She meant on the battle field but his mind took it as an insight to her bedroom. Had someone slept with his Cherry blossom? No she still held the innocence of an untouched woman. If she had slept with anyone she would know the signs that he was exhibiting. Yet her toung had swept over her lips drawing his attention to them. She had a blush upon her cheeks that told so much but left out the important details, and he had to be sure.
"Who was it Sakura? Who kissed those lips that belong to me?" His eyes narrowed as jealousy tore through him.
"They don't belong to you Kakashi, and even if they did would it matter?" Her answer was hushed and her blush darkened.
"Your right they don't but they could and so could you. Just promise me you'll think about it." Kakashi was sure she would utilize this weakness to crush him, and yet she didn't. She nodded and returned to where she had previously sat. "Oh and Sakura."
"Yes Kakashi?" She asked looking to him.
"If you were mine, and another man kissed you, or even attempted to it would matter to me. You always sell yourself short, and never seem to understand just how important you really are. Even if you don't choose me I will be here I promise I will never leave you alone again."