Path of thorns [Chapter 20]

Chapter Twenty-one

 

To let you go

 

So here she was, on the famed bridge, looking down at the reflection of her and another figure standing beside her. Sakura’s heart started to pound a little faster. Not because she was embarrassed, but because she was really, really nervous. She never expected to have this talk with him this soon. She had planned on avoiding him for a couple of days and then executing her intentions to settle things between them. Unfortunately, that did not happen.

 

She was surprised when he asked her first, right before Ino and Naruto decided to leave first after a full meal at Ichiraku.

 

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“Sakura.”

 

The pink-haired medic turned, brows slightly arched, “Yes?”

 

Sasuke held her under his signature cool gaze, “We need to talk.”

 

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So, what now, Sakura? It was amazing how awfully speechless she was when she had desperately rehearsed what exactly to say days before. She had no idea where to start or if she was even supposed to start the conversation.

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

Sakura hadn’t seen that coming. So she turned her head toward him a bit abruptly, “What?”

 

Sasuke grumbled something incomprehensible about something between ‘too difficult to repeat’ and ‘deaf woman.'

 

Finding this little antic adorable, Sakura inwardly grinned and teased, “Did you say something?”

 

Sasuke gave her one of his coldest death glares, “I was trying to apologise.”

 

For someone who was trying to apologise, he didn’t sound too apologetic. But verbalizing that aloud would probably ruin the conversation. Not when everything was starting all too swell…

 

But that did not stop her from teasing him further, “For what?”

 

“You know what—” Sasuke was about snap at her until he saw her looking expectantly at him. Thinking that this was not the time to show how tall his pride was, Sasuke instead said, “For… everything.”

 

Again, he managed to surprise Sakura. That was said without any hesitation. This was actually Uchiha Sasuke, asking for her forgiveness over something he did. Sakura couldn’t stop her mouth from opening and closing like a fish, “That’s… very nice of you.” She turned her gaze back toward their reflection, “I’m sorry too.” Sakura grinned, “For ditching you on our wedding day.”

 

Sasuke looked at her and then was glad when he saw the faint grin on her face. He, too, felt like smiling. “Aa.”

 

The two shared a companionable silence, but only for a couple of minutes. Sakura never liked silences… silences always instigated tension whether companionable or not. Breaking free from the said possibilities, Sakura stretched out her hands and smiled widely, “So… this means we’re friends again?”

 

Sasuke turned and noticed the sudden beautiful glow coming out from her. It was a shame that it was too late for him to appreciate Sakura’s beauty. Obviously, he didn’t own the girl’s affection anymore.

 

Ino’s right. It’s too late… he mused as he absently watched the look of happiness and contentment her face held. She really was a sweet girl.  And Kakashi’s lucky to have her.

 

“What do you see in him?” he never meant to let that question slip out of his mouth. It was a little embarrassing, but what was done was done. Sasuke could not turn back now. He had finally asked the million dollar question that had bothered him for weeks. Masking his shame, Sasuke turned his gaze toward the setting sun with both hands tucked within his pockets. He was afraid to see the reaction on her face.

 

Sakura was in high spirits until that question came up. She gave him an odd look as both of her raised arms slowly lowered to her sides. Her eyes watched him, hoping that he would explain his question. He knew… he always knew… Everyone already assumed that she and Kakashi would eventually end up together. Ever since they built a close companionship as friends, people started to consider the possibilities of them being an item. Even if the whole idea was taboo, people still love to gossip… and so, the rumour mill started at that point. Maybe Sasuke had heard enough stories that linked her to their former-sensei. Not that she was saying he had incorrect suppositions. It was just that Sasuke heard this information in a rather different way.

 

Oh well, lying to him wouldn’t work now… and I owe him the truth. With that thought, Sakura decided to answer the awkward question. “Like what I’ve told you before,” she started, turning to watch the setting sun with him, both hands gripping the rail in front of them. “He was there… always had been…” her eyes slowly drooped, avoiding to meet Sasuke’s gaze, whom at this point was looking at her from the corner of his eyes. “He never left me…”

 

Ouch.

 

Sasuke didn’t know it would hurt this much… to have someone slap your mistakes right into your face.

 

I deserve that, he inwardly groaned.

 

After realizing the words she just said, Sakura suddenly got flustered and nervously waved her hands while shaking her head violently, “NOT that I was trying to imply anything! I was just saying that you know, in times of trouble he’s always been there and err—” A sheepish smile then crossed her face, “I’m babbling, am I?”

 

“Sakura,” Sasuke’s deep voice of warning effectively stopped her.

 

Sakura blinked at him, “Hai?”

 

A smirk lifted Sasuke’s mouth as he cockily turned to her and reached out to ruffle her hair.

 

Confused, all Sakura could do was look at his hand and watch him ruin her hair.

 

Sasuke found the cross-eyed, pouting Sakura incredibly cute.

 

Why can’t I have you?

 

If only he hadn’t been blinded by the hatred he had for his brother… if only he lived normally like any other normal human being… perhaps, he would have discovered the emotion called ‘love’ a little sooner. So…

 

Instead of ruffling her hair like this, he would have gently combed it with his fingers and kissed her.

 

So many if’s… Sasuke could only wish he could turn back the time so he could be with her.

 

When he caught the odd look of confusion-slash-amusement lighting Sakura’s face, he immediately stopped and withdrew his hand.

 

Finally, a smile cracked her face. “Did you just—” she couldn’t believe it! Sasuke’s acting all weird… as if he’s getting soft.

 

Sasuke's answer was a death glare that pinned her down, “Don’t you dare mention this to Naruto or to anyone else, got it?”

 

Sakura couldn’t help it as she giggled and poked him right on the shoulder, “Sasuke-kun’s getting soft!”

 

If Sasuke wasn’t the same, cold-ass Sasuke, he would have retorted ‘Am not’, but that would just soil his reputation. He only ended up gritting his teeth.

 

Sakura continued teasing him until she came down from her high, and reached out to ruffle his hair as pay back. Sasuke was stunned at the action… not that he didn’t like it or anything… it was just surprising.

 

“Hm, I guess nothing’s keeping you now from being bitter, ne?” She dared not to mention the reason of this, remembering how he adamantly insisted that his brother no longer existed.

 

It pained him to see her like this. It pained him to know that she’s happy because she is in love with another man and not because of him.

 

“Sakura…” he started, a bit hesitant.

 

Sakura, however, turned her head and gave him the impression that she was listening. “Yes?”

 

It looked like he was having an inner battle over whether he should continue or not. But he had been pondering over this for weeks. He had to know the truth. He had to know the reason why and how?

 

“Why… how did it happen?” In return, she gave him a confused frown. All of a sudden Sasuke found it difficult to swallow, his hand clenching around the cold rail as if relying on it to support him. “You—falling out of love with me?”

 

Sakura’s heart skipped a beat as her eyes flew wide. She stared at him like that for a couple of seconds before recovering from her shock. “I…” and just like that, the snow started falling. Both still faced each other, bathing under the cold winter snow.

 

Lowering her head, Sakura passively stared at the snow beneath her feet. She remembered having the same conversation with Kakashi a few months ago. “It’s because… you always left me. Every time you leave, I'm always left behind crying. And I got tired of that.” Gingerly, she played with the hem of her coat, feeling depression triggered by past memories. “When you went after Itachi and joined Orochimaru, you don’t know how much I was hurting inside. Worrying about you and wondering why you carelessly threw our friendship behind... I know you don’t have any feelings for me… but when you embraced me, I knew there was something there that could be described as close friendship. Naruto always promised me that he’d get you back someday… so that I won’t shed a tear for you anymore. He knew I loved you… but he thinks you’re not worth it for me to cry for.”

 

Sasuke, as he looked at her, wished that he had never asked. Her words crushed him with guilt and felt it constricting his whole being. The damage was done and still he had the nerve to ask her why? He couldn’t blame Naruto if he thought he was not worth Sakura’s tears, even for everything else. Even he himself could say that. He deserved nothing but the remnants of his revenge against his brother.

 

“… and then I realized Naruto was right. My life doesn’t revolve around you… and that I have to finally forget the silly infatuation I had for you. Don’t get me wrong… I still consider you as one of my best friends… even if you chose the enemy to gain power.” Finally, she raised her head and beamed her earnest smile, “But then Sasuke-kun finally returned. You don’t know how happy I was when I saw you two years after the war. To know that you’re alive and well… it atone me somehow from my regrets. And if you’re going to ask me why I needed atonement…” her eyes sought his and went on, “It's because I can’t forgive myself for letting you go that day you went to Orochimaru. I could’ve stopped you… but I failed.”

 

Sasuke couldn’t breathe. He wanted to get out of here… get away from this woman… from this insanely frank woman who talked to him so openly. Sakura was everything that he didn’t have. Even if it sounded so ultimately cheesy, Sasuke couldn’t help but think that Sakura completed him.

 

Why can’t we be together?

 

This time, Sasuke felt ashamed and lowered his head, hiding his eyes beneath his bangs as his hands gripped the rail none-too-gently. Sakura watched him silently, wondering if she had said something wrong. “Sasuke?”

 

“Do you want to know why I chose you to be my wife?” he suddenly cut-in.

 

Sakura shook her head, a little curious herself.

 

He didn’t know if it was right for him to tell her everything. To open up to her in return for the honesty she had just shown. But he knew this was the only right thing to do. And who knows? She might change her mind and love him again. “Because I realized that out of all the girls here in Konoha… you’re the only girl I could consider as a friend…”

 

A gasp came from her.

 

“… and that I thought I was beginning to fall for you…”

 

**

 

“Hatake, you look different.”

 

Kakashi gave Genma the most innocent look he could manifest. The playboy didn’t buy it, unfortunately. “Define different,” he smoothly retorted as the two trudged their way toward the nearest bar.

 

The handsome nin blatantly observed the copy-ninja with a chin propped between his fingers, “Hm, I think something happened in that mission that you’re not telling me…”

 

“What is there for me to tell?” Kakashi prolonged.

 

“Oh, I don’t know. Having a blossoming, nineteen year old, former student who is now a medic travelling with you for almost a week? I can’t see anything you can relay to me, your most drop dead gorgeous friend.” Genma was one keen observer—and a narcissist at that. He knew if something good happened just by the goofy smile his friend was wearing. It was the same goofy grin he wore whenever he met beautiful women. Give Kakashi a senbon and you could mistake him as his twin… his twin with a mask, that is. Biting a senbon while wearing a mask? Gee, how can I imagine the oddest things? Genma shook his head in disbelief.

 

Kakashi chuckled, “You’re too smart for your own good.”

 

Genma grinned, “Heard it all the time.” And then he started nudging him, “So, what happened? Something good, huh?” he wriggled his eyebrows suggestively and that earned him a glare from the other.

 

“Don’t get the wrong idea.” Kakashi warningly grumbled.

 

“How can I not if you’re not telling me the details?” the other protested.

 

Kakashi shook his head, “You never change, do you?” As he turned to him, he noticed that they were passing the bridge. And there he spotted two familiar figures. His eye trailed at them immediately. He suddenly stopped walking, which caught Genma off-guard.

 

“What’s wrong?” Genma asked while looking over his shoulder.

 

“You go on ahead. I remembered I have something to do,” he lied.

 

Genma shrugged his shoulders, “Alright.” Then he went and gave his shoulder a light punch, “You’d better show up. Asuma rarely has the time to drink these past few days. Don’t waste my effort, will you?”

 

Kakashi chuckled and returned his punch by flicking at his nose. Genma hissed in pain, muttering curses that would put sailors to shame. “Yeah, I will. Don’t worry.” And as he watched Genma disappear, his gaze returned toward the bridge where he saw something he wasn’t meant to see.

 

**

 

Sakura neither wanted to believe nor digest the words that just came out of Sasuke’s mouth. Who are you and what have you done to Sasuke? The look on Sasuke’s eyes when he looked at her defied her thoughts. He looked so… sincere. Impossible… She shook her head, a little doubtful with his chosen words. “I don’t understand—”

 

“I imagined coming home finding you and our kids waiting for me.” The solemn voice of Sasuke produced goosebumps all over Sakura’s skin. “I imagined you being a good mother to my children… and a loving wife.” his eyes sought hers again and this time, he started walking towards her.

 

Sakura was transfixed from all the things Sasuke was professing, thinking that this was some big-ass joke. “Sasuke, I—” and the next thing she knew, the Uchiha prodigy had her trapped in his arms. Sakura couldn’t move.

 

To Sasuke, he’d never forget how perfectly Sakura’s body fitted flush against his and how soft and fragile she felt against him, “You made me realize what I really wanted in my life.”

 

Sakura couldn’t move her arms to reciprocate. She was too caught up with her own inner battle. I can’t love you, Sasuke. It’s all over… she desperately wanted to say, but she found herself utterly speechless.

 

“I want to be with you, Sakura.” He whispered against her ear, “But I know you don’t.” And just like that, he let her go. He stayed at arms length and Sakura took this opportunity to look at him. She knew it wasn’t easy for him to let it all out. Before, Sasuke was cooped up inside this closed shell… the harder you tried to open it, the tighter it closed. He was a difficult person to deal with. And now...

 

Sakura couldn’t help but be proud for Sasuke’s truthfulness. It just showed how much he began to trust her. “This is… I… I’ve never…” her eyes rolled elsewhere, trying to find the right words. Damn, where had what little eloquence she’d been born with gone?

 

He finally said, “I’ve hurt you once and I’m not going to make the same mistake again.” Slowly, he added and pointed at his bruised eye, “Naruto made sure of that.”

 

Sakura’s green eyes met onyx.

 

“I’ll let you go.”

 

**

 

“You made me realize what I really wanted in my life…”

 

That was all Kakashi needed to hear as he left the two feeling awfully… devastated. He went off as quietly as possible, leaving his two ex-students alone.

 

Was it all a lie? Did Sakura still love Sasuke? Is he some kind of a hindrance to their relationship? Was he the rebound? No, Kakashi didn’t want to think about it that way. But what he’d seen on the bridge just showed him that Sasuke was starting to see through his angst-filled life. He’s starting to notice the beautiful girl in front of him. And somehow, that upsets him.

 

Sasuke lost his chance ages ago… and Sakura was trying to move on. She accepted him and tried to forget Sasuke. And now Sasuke’s doing something that will probably kindle Sakura’s previous feelings for the Uchiha.

 

Maybe I shouldn’t have loved her in the first place. He knew it was wrong from the start, and being the stubborn person as he was, he still went on and initiated a forbidden relationship with her. What have I done?

 

It was too damn difficult to analyze.

 

He needed to forget.

 

He needed a drink.

 

Genma greeted him the moment he entered the pub. He sat down between him and Asuma and ordered his first serving of sake. Both Genma and Asuma shared glances and observed the sulky look on the copy-nin.

 

“Hey, you alright?” Asuma nudged him.

 

Kakashi took another shot and replied, “Fine.” Totally, fucking fine, he inwardly added, not really in the mood to move his mouth and talk.

 

Genma just shrugged and drank his serving as well.

 

Kakashi didn’t mind them, completely immersed with his own thoughts. Of all people to have these strange feelings for, why did it have to be her? Why Sakura? It feels as if he was back to square one. Where he was all confused and contemplating the pros and cons of this relationship.

 

When Asuma excused himself and went to meet Kurenai, who unintentionally felt like drinking in the same pub, Genma shot Kakashi his knowing glare. “Alright, big boy. What’s wrong? You can deceive anyone, but not me. I’ve been around you far too long.”

 

Kakashi at first tried to ignore him, but he knew too well that doing just that would rouse more questions from Genma. Having no other choice, he instead asked, “Have you… ever fell in love, Genma?”

 

Genma blinked at him as if he’d grown two heads, “Me?” the playboy extraordinaire looked at him disbelievingly. “If I did, I wouldn’t be sleeping around, now would I?”

 

Kakashi gave an acquiescent nod, “You have a point.”

 

There was silence between them before Genma went on, “But I’m not against it.”

 

“Hm,” Kakashi took another shot, “Even if she’s your former student?”

 

Aha! I know where this is going… Genma was damn glad it was Kakashi who opened this conversation. He had been dying to know what exactly transpired between Kakashi and Sakura in their mission, only he was worrying that his friend might get offended or something. Now was the perfect opportunity, “Why not?” from the corner of his eyes, he could see that he got all of Kakashi’s undivided attention. “She’s a former student, right? That means she’s no longer my student. What’s so wrong with that?” Bingo. One point for Genma, he inwardly smirked at the wicked thought.

 

“What if she’s thirteen years younger than you?”

 

Really, you’re making this waayy too easy for me, Kakashi. But of course he didn’t mind. He loved playing this game. “Women think older men are more reliable. And besides, remember that old catchphrase? Age doesn’t matter.”

 

Kakashi sighed, “What if… what if you’re the rebound?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“What if she falls for someone else, what would you do?”

 

This time Genma gave a weary sigh. Kakashi was using the old school technique of asking for advice. The ‘How-about-I-put-you-in-my-situation-then-you-solve-it’ method. “Ch, Kakashi, is this about Sakura and Uchiha Sasuke?”

 

Kakashi was silent as if he failed to hear whatever Genma said.

 

“Is it?” Genma pressed.

 

“Forget about it.”

 

“What?”

 

“I said forget about it,” Kakashi waved a dismissive hand.

 

Genma only stared. Shit, talk about love-struck. He would have second thoughts about finally settling down if he had the same face Kakashi was wearing right now.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 20]

Chapter Twenty

 

Homeward bound

 

“Ambushed?!” Naruto’s outburst disturbed the birds nesting on the nearest trees. “We have to do something!” his fists shook at his sides, wondering where Sakura was right now. “Sakura-chan… Sakura-chan’s in trouble… I’ll find her!” Naruto turned to run off, but Tsunade’s firm voice stopped him.

 

“Your impulsiveness doesn’t help the situation, Naruto.” A vein popped on her forehead after being rudely interrupted by the loud blonde’s outburst.

 

“When did this happen?” Sasuke was there too, looking uninterested yet his eyes somehow betrayed his usual aloofness. The once empty eyes were now filled with unconcealed anxiety. Ever since Naruto told him of Sakura returning, he felt restless. He wanted to talk to her yet had no idea what to say. But now, after hearing this awful news, Sasuke couldn’t prevent the provoked fear of losing Sakura eat him up.

 

“Two days prior.” The blonde Hokage tucked her chin against her interlaced hands. “Don’t worry. Sakura’s safe now. Kakashi retrieved her. They’re on their way and will probably arrive in a day or two.”

 

“So… they’re safe?” Sasuke cleared.

 

Tsunade nodded, “Just so you know.”

 

Naruto then jumped, “Gah! You made us really worried, you old hag!” the blonde pointed an accusing finger towards her. Unfortunately, right after, he didn’t see the massive book coming and hitting him straight on the face.

 

Tsunade huffed, “Ungrateful loudmouth.”

 

Sasuke grew tired of the dense interludes and crossed his arms impatiently, “Why’d you call us here for?”

 

Recovering from the impact, Naruto cried, “Nothing! She just frightened the shit out of us before telling us Sakura’s fine after all!” This time, it was Sasuke who shut him up by kicking the back of his head, making him topple forward. “ii---itaaiii!!!”

 

Sasuke ignored him and returned his gaze toward Tsunade. His silent, questioning gaze made Naruto’s continuous whining more pronounced to Tsunade. The vein on her head would pop anytime soon. She has to do something to prevent it. “SHUT UP!!!!”

 

Naruto quickly stopped challenging Sasuke to another fight. When he saw Tsunade reach for something on her table, he swiftly raised his arms to protect himself.

 

“Here.” In the Hokage’s hand laid a scroll, “For your next mission.”

 

Sasuke stared curiously as Naruto blinked twice at the presented scroll. The remaining Uchiha moved to take the document and started reading.

 

“With him?? Only him??” Naruto incredulously pointed at Sasuke.

 

Tsunade shook her head, “Of course not. No mission can be done if you two travel together alone.” She could feel Naruto gearing up for another argument. But before he could even start, she beat him to it, “Kiba just had three days off. Brief him about this and leave as soon as possible.”

 

After reading the last paragraph, Sasuke raised his eyes and said, “A hunting B-class mission…”

 

Tsunade knew better than to ignore this mishap concerning Kakashi and Sakura. “I can’t let this happen again. I don’t know who sent them but… anyone who dares to kidnap a Konoha shinobi is inexcusable.” Putting it simply, Tsunade was pissed they dared to kidnap her best student.

 

“Do you want us to terminate them?” Naruto suddenly turned stern, “They tried to hurt Sakura-chan. I will never forgive them…”

 

Tsunade smirked in return, “That won’t be necessary. I just want to know where this troop came from and whom they are working for. They once involved the Daimyo’s name in their dirty work. If any termination is necessary, the Daimyo will be the one to preside over that. But…” both boys looked at her, all ears, “Terminate those who’ll get in the way.”

 

It didn’t take long before she dismissed the two. Once she was alone in her office again, Tsunade massaged her temples and then leaned back at her chair. Her eyes drifted slowly toward the ceiling, “I don’t want another war to start… but you, Orochimaru. You’re stretching my patience.”

 

Only the wind heard her mentioning his name.

 

A name everyone tried to forget over the past few years.

 

**

 

When he returned that morning, he saw her sleeping in crumpled bed sheets underneath her. A stray pillow was thrown over her head while other held between her arms. The blanket wrapped around her legs up to her waist. Bubblegum hair formed a fan-like shape over the bed, her mouth slightly opened for her soft breathing as her eyes closed into a peaceful slumber. This was the strangest sleeping position he had ever seen. Kakashi quietly chuckled as he closed the door behind him. He had been up all night, guarding the inn just so to avoid further trouble. And now, he’s tired.

 

Removing his vest and shoes, he slipped inside the bed sheets crumpled around Sakura, trying his best to rearrange themselves into a better position. Sakura grumbled something in her sleep and then snuggled closer to his neck, unconsciously wrapping an arm around his waist. Pulling the blanket over them, Kakashi settled back and soon drifted to sleep.

 

**

 

It was mid-afternoon when she woke up. She glanced up at the clock and read 4:15. I slept that long? Perhaps the excess use of chakra drained so much energy from her that she ended up sleeping worse than the dead.

 

As she got out from bed, she made her way toward her bag pack. After getting fresh clothes and toiletries, Sakura trudged tiredly toward the bathroom.

 

She took off her clothes and went inside the tub. Turning on the shower, hot water immediately rushed down her tired muscles. Sakura sighed. The past few days had been quite difficult. All the epidemic fuss, the attack of those shadowy shinobis, them kidnapping and hunting her down… Sakura could possibly say now she survived a month of gruesome torture.

 

After her thirty-minute bath, Sakura stepped out of the tub and towelled herself dry. Wrapping herself and her hair with the inn’s towels, Sakura reached for her toothbrush and started brushing. In the midst of it, she heard the soft creaking of the door. Figuring it was Kakashi; Sakura spat and rinsed her mouth. Quickly changing into her clothes, she left the bathroom and was greeted by the sight of Kakashi reading his ever-present Icha Icha.

 

After shutting the door behind her, Kakashi looked up and smiled at her behind his mask. Sakura threw the wet towels on the laundry bin and sat next to him.

 

“So, how did it go?” she asked just to start up a conversation.

 

Kakashi arched his exposed eyebrow at her and then replied, “Well, Erin’s about to confess his undying love for Yuna in front of this wonderful beach house where they’ll share a hot, passionate—” before he could even continue, he received a hard slap on the back of his head.

 

All flushed and pissed, Sakura snapped with her hand still in the air, “Not that, you idiot! You were on guard, weren’t you?” and when Kakashi started laughing sheepishly and rubbing the forming lump on the back of his head, it was Sakura’s turn to arch an eyebrow at him, “You didn’t spend the whole night reading that stupid book, did you?”

 

Partly true, but Kakashi only did it because he already checked the entire area and found it clean. Bored to death, he decided to buy his time through reading the last chapter he had finished before leaving Sand.

 

“Don’t be so stereotypical, Sakura. Of course I didn’t spend my whole evening reading the 'stupid book' as you call it.” Then he returned to reading, not before muttering under his breath, “Only for a few hours…”

 

Unfortunately, Sakura had sharp ears and took the liberty to show him just that, “Thought so…” then adding, “Getting back to your old, perverted self.”

 

Kakashi closed his book for a while, putting a finger between the pages he was currently reading and gave Sakura a feigned, hurt look, “Ow.” Wincing, he said, “That hurts…”

 

Sakura’s glare felt hot against his skin, “We’re in the middle of an up-coming war and you’re still sticking your nose in that book! You’re a perv!”

 

“Hey! What is so wrong about indulging yourself in a free-spirited, inspiring novel such as this?” he raised the little orange book with a guy chasing a girl as a cheap-ass cover. “I was just wondering what would happen to Erin and Yuna after they confessed their love for each other and express it through hot, passionate love-maki—”

 

Sakura grimaced and immediately stopped him, “Way too much information, Kakashi!”

 

As if two hits weren’t enough, Kakashi continued to tread through thin ice. Wriggling his exposed eyebrow, he teased the bubble-gum haired girl further, “What? Your naïve little ears can’t take a little… information?”

 

Sakura flushed, “That is not—” she looked at him and saw him arching his brow at her. “Uh!” she threw her hands in the air and went about to pack her things.

 

“Sakura?”

 

“What?” Sakura grumbled.

 

“Don’t… let it affect you. I will not let them come near you… I promise.”

 

Sakura froze and glanced over her shoulder to find Kakashi groused over his book again. So that’s why he’s been… so different today.

 

Sakura smiled at that and softly replied, “I know.”

 

And somehow, those two words just sealed it off.

 

**

 

Just as Tsunade predicted, both Kakashi and Sakura reached Konoha within two days. The moment they entered, Sakura couldn’t help but feel relief wash over her upon stepping inside her village. She missed Konoha so much, she’d probably choose hospital duty rather than missions so there would be no need for her to travel and leave again. Knowing Tsunade, she’s thinking the same thing.

 

As they reached the bridge, Kakashi stopped and turned to her. With all his attention focused on her, Sakura looked up, wondering what was wrong. Kakashi then answered her muted question, “You can go back to your house and rest. I’ll report back to the Hokage.”

 

“But…”

 

“I’ll come over tonight and tell you the details.”

 

Sakura knew he was determined with his decision and nodded in acquiescence. If he thought going alone was for the better, then so be it. Upon her agreement, Kakashi saluted goodbye and went his way toward the Hokage’s building. Sakura watched him for awhile until his back disappeared around the corner.

 

Smiling to herself, Haruno Sakura made her way toward home.

 

**

 

“I trust that Haruno’s alright?”

 

Kakashi nodded, “Of course”

 

Tsunade absently nodded, “Good. Now, report.”

 

“How much do you know?”

 

“A few. I want a clearer description.” Kakashi looked like he was thinking it over. Tsunade waited patiently while drumming her fingers. “Well?”

 

“We don’t have enough time if I report everything.” He cleverly reasoned.

 

Tsunade gave a withering glare. Why was Kakashi born smart-ass? “That’s what you are supposed to do.”

 

The copy-nin nodded, “But as I said. It’ll take us hours before I finish the whole report.”

 

“Then summarize!” Tsunade snapped irritably.

 

“Alright,” Kakashi scratched the back of his head, “Orochimaru’s after Sakura.” Brief and straight to the point, just exactly what she asked for.

 

Somehow, that did not surprise her, “What do you mean?”

 

Kakashi appeared like he really did prepare his report as he attentively started, “One: Spreading an epidemic is the easiest way to lure Sakura to Sand where the Daimyo’s faux army decided to dwell. Why Sand? Well, it’s probably because Shukaku was already extracted from Gaara’s body and assumed that he’s weak without it. Leading them to a conclusion that Sabaku no Gaara will ask help from its bordering country, Konoha.

 

"Two: When their first tactic ends due to the fact that Sakura’s starting to figure it all out, the said faux army appears in one of the small villages named Daikon and introduce themselves as the Daimyo’s army—revealing the second tactic of the plan. They fabricated a story that they are also after Sand’s intruders under the Daimyo’s supervision. We did not interfere even though we thought they were suspicious, because without any orders from you or from the Kazekage we could not execute any proper action. That night when Sakura and Hyuuga stayed in Daikon for Sakura’s research, the mysterious nins attacked Sand at the same time. Nara and I tried to track them down but it was too dark to finish a proper search.

 

"Third: The second tactic was the key toward the third, which is, making Sakura and I travel alone. Sakura solved the mystery, Sand’s a dangerous place and the Kazekage ends up with the decision of sending some of the Konoha nins back. The less shinobis around her, the better. As you know, while on our way, we were attacked by a group of the same nins who attacked Sand and tried to kidnap Sakura. The leader, which turns out to be the faux army’s captain, Captain Shoda, revealed to her that they were transporters and that someone ordered them to deliver her immediately.

 

"How did Orochimaru get involved in this? Well, who would want a medic nin like Sakura? Who would take the risk to send a group of professional transporters just to get a medic nin from Konoha? A professional medic nin trained by the Hokage herself? Now, tell me Hokage-sama…” his eye sought Tsunade’s almond ones, “Is there any other person who needs to regain the function of his arms back?”

 

Everything he said made perfect sense. As she had said, Kakashi was a witty smart-ass. You’re always ahead of me, boy. Offspring of the White Fang and student of the late Yondaime. I couldn’t expect more. A smirk tugged Tsunade’s lips and gave a low chuckle. With a shake of her head, she looked at him and said, “You do realize you just gave me an extensive report.”

 

Kakashi grinned, “Did I?”

 

“Hm.” Then the once smirking Tsunade turned grim. Her eyes stared off into space as the wheels inside her heard turned its gears. “This is a serious matter then. I’m glad I already sent those boys to hunt for more information…” her last words turned to a musing murmur.

 

Kakashi frowned, “Who?”

 

“Naruto, Kiba and Sasuke are already out there on a B-class hunting mission.”

 

“And the time range is?”

 

“I’m giving them two days. If they exceed the limit, I’ll send ANBU and find them. And it’s been two days since they left Konoha… I’m expecting a report this afternoon.”

 

“I see.” Kakashi nonchalantly nodded. After five seconds of silence, he asked, “Do I get any missions this week?”

 

Tsunade shook her head, “Whether you like it or not, I won’t allow you to sign up on anything. You two deserve a break. As well as Hyuuga and Nara once they get back. You will stay inside Konoha’s terrain until this information is confirmed. You’re dismissed.”

 

Kakashi nodded before making a move to leave.

 

“And Kakashi,”

 

With hands dipped inside his pockets, Kakashi looked over his shoulders lackadaisically, “Hm?”

 

“Tell Sakura to see me tomorrow.”

 

Kakashi just stood there for a minute, silently sharing a look with the other occupant of the room. The silence between them broke when he said, “Got it. Anything else?”

 

Tsunade shook her head, “No. You may go.” And as she watched Kakashi leave her office, she realized she had a lot of thinking to do.

 

**

 

“Sakura!!!” Yamanaka Ino called out to her friend who was about to turn the last corner toward her house. The bubblegum haired medic turned and saw the blonde jogging toward her.

 

“Ino?” Sakura turned right when Ino stood in front of her.

 

“You’re back!” Ino enveloped her in a tight hug and released a rather breathless Sakura. Still holding her by the shoulders, Ino’s brows furrowed and said, “We were so worried about you! We heard about what happened… are you alright?”

 

The friendship between her and Ino can’t be described as your typical best-friend type of thing. They usually fight and call names. They had a history of fighting over Sasuke for years. But in times of trouble, they have always been there for each other. Sakura smiled warmly at her and nodded, “I’m fine.”

 

“Is Shikamaru with you?” Ino inquired quite sheepishly.

 

Just like that, the subject shifts from me to Shikamaru. Sakura noted before shaking her head, “No. But they’ll be here in a week or so.”

 

Ino sighed heavily, “I hate to admit it but I miss that lazy guy. It’s almost two months since your team left… it worries me…”

 

“I heard you had a fight with him before we left.”

 

Ino’s face flushed. Huffing, she haughtily looked away, “It’s because he’s the most insensitive freak I’ve ever met, that’s why!”

 

Sakura softly laughed, “You’re one tough girlfriend.” Feeling like she had missed taunting Yamanaka Ino, Sakura went on and teased the blonde, “I won’t be surprised if he finds another girl pal in Sand. I mean, Sand girls are really pretty with those dark skin and wavy hair…”

 

Ino’s brow twitched, “Alright. Don’t tell me, Shikamaru paid you to say that to make me jealous…. Because it’s not working.” Sakura arched an eyebrow at her, “… it’s not!”

 

“I was just giving you a reality check.” Sakura shrugged her shoulders.

 

“Thanks but no thanks. No matter how insensitive that prick is Shikamaru will return to me.”

 

“Alright.” Sakura teased and grinned at Ino’s chagrin.

 

There was silence that gapped the conversation before Sakura started looking around, “By the way, have you seen my boys?”

 

“Your boys?” Ino arched an eyebrow, suspicion all over her face.

 

Sakura sheepishly smiled, forgetting the fact that she hadn’t mentioned anything to Ino about calling Naruto, Sasuke and Kakashi as her boys. “Naruto and Sasuke. My children, where are they?”

 

“Oh… they’re on a mission.”

 

Sakura gave an understanding nod, “I see…”  She had really hoped to see them when she came back. Particularly Sasuke… they had tons of things to talk about.

 

“Hey Sakura,”

 

Sakura turned to Ino, “What?”

 

“About Sasuke…” Ino looked hesitant to say anything and was looking anywhere but Sakura. How was she supposed to say this to her?

 

It was Sakura’s turn to furrow her brows, “What about him?”

 

“Err… there’s something you should know about…”

 

“SAKURA-CHAN!!!”

 

Both girls turned towards the bouncing blonde head heading toward them. Sakura gave a wide smile, “Naruto.”

 

And right behind Naruto was none other than the remaining Uchiha himself. When he stepped into the light and beside Naruto, Sakura couldn’t help but turn her gaze toward him.

 

“Sasuke…”

 

Sasuke acknowledged her with a nod, “Sakura.” He mastered the art of looking reserved, or he would’ve fallen silent at the sight of Sakura… whole and safe.

 

Ino looked away and Naruto observed his two best friends with slight worry.

 

The moment evergreen met onyx; they knew escaping was an impossible option.

 

TBC

 

 

Path of thorns [Chapter 19]

Chapter Nineteen

 

The Death of Itachi

 

Sakura woke at the sound of laughter coming outside. As she opened her eyes, she discovered herself tied in a chair and gagged inside a tent. Why that scumbag! She tugged at the ropes tying her arms and legs, groaning in frustration as it all ended vainly. From all the struggles, her chair made scratching sounds, almost attracting attention from the nins guarding her tent. (1) “Shannaro…” Immediately stopping, Sakura took the opportunity to devise a way on how to get out and away from her kidnappers. Rolling her eyes, she remembered the poison needles she kept under the sleeves of her coat. Took you long enough to remember that.

 

Once her hands were untied, she shrugged off the ropes and proceeded on her legs. Rubbing her wrists, she stood up and slowly tiptoed towards the tent’s flap. Looking outside, she noticed it was already nightfall. She saw the group around a bonfire, drinking while waiting for their pig to get roasted. Hm, isn’t it too early for them to celebrate? As she began to wander around the tent to find some sort of path where she could escape, her body reminded her how much she was badly bruised by the crunching of her bones and the caked blood on her clothes. She looked down at herself and sighed softly. As far as she was concerned, her body still can tolerate the pain and with the amount of chakra she had, she’ll be able to heal in a few minutes.

 

Huh? What’s going on? She quickly turned towards the flap once silence replaced the noise outside. What she’d seen stunned her, her feet glued on the spot as her hand remained frozen against the flap.

 

**

 

“We’re travelling tomorrow.” The one with the black cloth on his back spoke, acting as the leader of the group as he stood at the centre of the circle, eyeing each and every member.

 

“Already?” one of the nins spoke. “Don’t you think we deserve a break?”

 

Another nin protested, “Yeah! We’ve been working for almost a month. It took us that long to get the girl! It’s the least thing they can grant us. A little rest!” everyone agreed, slightly aggravating the head of the pack.

 

“Our client doesn’t enjoy tardiness. We can experience leisure after we deliver the girl. As of now, we have to follow.” The man turned, a sign he’s dismissing the discussion.

 

(2) “Demo, Shoda-taichou!”

 

Captain Shoda, the man who feigned many by saying he’s a member of the Daimyo’s army, gave a dismissive wave of his hand and went off.

 

**

 

Sakura couldn’t move as her eyes remained glued on Fudo Shoda’s face until he disappeared back into the forest. It’s starting to make sense… she thought as she slowly backed away from the flap and tried to digest this newfound information. The army’s assigned in Daikon at the same time Sand was attacked… Fudo Shoda and the black nins… they’re the enemies! A simple plot such as this could’ve been easily decoded. Suddenly, she felt ashamed of not seeing through it a little earlier. But they said they have to deliver me to their client. Who is this client? What does this person want from me? So many questions still left unanswered. Yet as of now, her focus was on how she could escape.

 

Taking a peak outside, she saw most of the nins still sitting around the bonfire. The two nins who are guarding her tent seemed to be preoccupied as well. You all think very little of me. Do these people underestimate her capabilities because she’s a scrawny woman who was easily caught by their captain? Just the advantage I need. She then lifted the tent from the other side and slipped out. Seeing that no one still noticed her getaway, Sakura leaped towards the trees.

 

Jumping on the fifth tree, she heard cries and five shurikens went her way. Sakura dodged and the shurikens hit the tree instead.

 

Landing on the next limb, Sakura tripped backwards when a black nin surprisingly appeared before her.

 

“You little bitch,” the nin took out his sword and attacked her with it.

 

Sakura flipped backwards, “Don’t you think your client would love to have me alive?” bending low, she kicked his legs and successfully throw him down.

 

As she stood up, she felt cold metal pressing dangerously against her neck. A gasp escaped her throat as an arm wound its way around her waist, preventing her from escaping. “Escaping would be useless!” the nin behind her said, pressing the blade further.

 

“You can’t kill me.”

 

“Ah yes, but I can hurt you. Hm, just to immobilize you since you’re too stubborn for my liking.” He dragged the kunai knife down to her neck then to her belly. Lifting the blade, he swiftly stabbed it on Sakura’s side, earning a loud cry of pain from the girl. “What the—” The black nin looked down on his victim and saw two planks of wood between his arm and chest. “Kawarimi!” and the next thing he knew, a fist came crashing against his jaw, sending the nin flying through the trees.

 

Sakura dropped gracefully to the ground and started to run. Dashing through the woods while snowing wasn’t your typical, average, everyday exercise. The snow was thick and Sakura had to use the very little chakra she had just to keep herself from sinking. Dammit… sensing another presence, Sakura stopped and looked up. As what was expected, another nin managed to keep up with her. Stepping aside, she dodged the possibility of getting sliced by that large blade the other was carrying. It created a large cavity on the ground and Sakura mentally sighed for getting saved. Seeing that her chances of winning would be thin, Sakura fled, having her enemy cursing behind.

 

Unfortunately, another two was waiting for her not too far, I’m getting tired of this! She then started sprinting down the tree and onto the ground. She launched herself against one of them, casting a flurry of kicks and punches, which the nin easily dodged and hit back in full force. This wasn’t good.

 

Sakura went into a fury. She fought dynamically, bombarding her enemies with punches and kicks that were easily evaded. This isn’t working! Growling, Sakura doubled her efforts, trying to somehow hit one of them. Her hopes immediately shattered when she heard a loud thump behind her. Turning, she saw the nin she left with the broad sword coming her way. Having no other choice, Sakura produced clones. Some Kage bunshin while some were Kawarimi just so to distract them, which was working quite well. Noticing that she had wasted too much chakra, Sakura made a run for it.

 

She ran as fast as she could, choosing the path where trees clustered. The weather started to affect her greatly and she was running out of breath. She was cold, tired, and weak. One more jutsu and she’d probably pass out. No… Kakashi. I must find him! She never felt so helpless her entire life. Lost in the forest with very little chakra and hunted down like a missing-nin to an ANBU squad made her feel really hopeless.

 

She suddenly felt dizzy from over-fatigue. She stopped for a moment, panting as she leaned against the tree trunk for support. Her resting was quickly interrupted by the voices nearing her direction.

 

“Taichou will be upset if he finds out the girl escaped.”

 

“That’s why we should find her before he comes back!”

 

“Dammit, where did she run off to?”

 

“Just start looking. She probably hadn’t gone that far.”

 

Just like that, the conversation ended. Wasting no time, she quickly turned to run again when suddenly, she was pulled backwards as her back went crashing against a tree. Sakura gasped from the pain and the air rushed from her lungs from the impact.

 

She opened her eyes and saw a blurry of white, then black, then jounin clothes. A mask! Her eyes widened in utter shock and happiness. She was about to scream out his name when his hand quickly prevented her from doing so.

 

Kakashi shushed her and cautiously scanned the area. Sensing danger, he quickly grabbed Sakura, wrapped her with his arms and rolled over to the other side of the huge tree. Sakura clung to him desperately, meshing her body against him as the black nins passed by, still searching for her.

 

When they were gone, Sakura rained Kakashi’s face with kisses. “Thank you! I was starting to think you would never come.” Kakashi grinned in return. As much as how he wanted to enjoy her way of appreciating his kindness, they were still under danger and that they still had to finish the mission. They had to go back to Konoha immediately.

 

Kakashi though didn’t deprive himself from hugging her. He had been worried sick. It’s been almost a day since she was kidnapped and he was beginning to think that Pakkun would never find her scent. Fortunately, the two seemed to be using the same shampoo, Floral Green, and expertly tracked her.

 

“Did they hurt you?” Kakashi asked as his eyes frantically studied her form.

 

Sakura sighed, “Just a little tired. Nothing serious, I’ll live.”

 

After that satisfying answer, Kakashi released her then and looked towards a certain direction. “Then we should get back to Konoha immediately.” He then turned towards her, “Can you travel at this state?”

 

Sakura sheepishly bit her lip, “To tell you frankly? I can’t… I lost too much chakra.” Her body felt like jello and her legs ached from all the running. As much as she wanted to hasten the mission, she just couldn’t. She still has to heal her wounds and bruises as well as Kakashi’s.

 

“I see.” Kakashi couldn’t agree more. He couldn’t and wouldn’t let her travel at this condition. “We’ll stop by the nearest village and stay there for the night. As of now, we have to get out of here.”

Sakura nodded.

 

**

 

Getting to the next village wasn’t easy. They had to make sure no one followed them, carefully skirting through the woods with vigil eyes. What used to be their three days travelling turned to five. The Hokage wouldn’t be pleased.

 

Sakura plopped down on the bed, stretching some knots on her back as Kakashi entered and dropped their things on the couch. It was already dawn after that great escape they had and Sakura’s glad they managed to get out alive.

 

“Kakashi, come here.” She said as she began to notice his constant touching of his shoulder. She patted the space beside her and Kakashi sat there without protest. “What happened?” her concern was evident as she worry her lower lip between her teeth.

 

He sheepishly smiled in return. He liked the feeling of getting take cared of, “Pulled a muscle, I guess.”

 

Sakura gave a nod, “Take off your shirt.” Was her offhanded command, which surprised the older jounin.

 

Having his perverted side kick in, Kakashi smiled lopsidedly, “As much as I want to, I think this isn’t the best time to do this—”

 

“Don’t even go there.” Sakura warningly growled, having got used to Kakashi’s innuendos.

 

Defeated, Kakashi removed his vest and quickly pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it somewhere on the floor. He looked down at her and waited for her reaction. Would she be embarrassed? Awkward? Or possibly even… impressed? When Sakura started to observe the non-serious bruises on his arm and torso, he received no reaction, no gasp, not even a blush!

 

How… disappointing.

 

It quickly deflated his ego.

 

Oblivious to this, Sakura inspected his body professionally for quite sometime until she was satisfied. Kakashi had bruises and some scratches but nothing serious. It seems those black nins aren’t worthy opponents for the copy-nin after all.

 

She then began the healing process by touching the inflicted areas and started to use her regained chakra.

 

Kakashi couldn’t help but shiver under her hand. It wasn’t bad, no not at all. Actually, it felt really good… just a little bit weird having something cold and soothing coursing through your body.

 

Once she was done, Sakura withdrew her hand. Kakashi wanted to protest but acted against it. If he gets to experience more of Sakura’s healing, he wouldn’t mind getting injured during missions. As long as she’s the one who will heal him and no other else.

 

Sakura dropped down on the bed, her eyes observing the ceiling above. Kakashi remained on his position, eyes drifting off somewhere.

 

“Did you learn anything interesting while you were there?” Kakashi suddenly questioned.

 

“Not much but…” she closed her eyes and breathed, “… I found out who those nins were.”

 

“Hn,” he signalled for her to continue.

 

“They’re the Daimyo’s army in Daikon. Those bastards are fake. They used the Daimyo’s name and tricked the Kazekage.”

 

“Why are they after you?”

 

“I have no idea. But Captain Shoda…” she could feel Kakashi’s curious gaze drifting towards her, “Neji and I met him in Daikon.” She supplied, “… he said that they were transporters and that I was to be delivered to their client today.”

 

Kakashi began to wonder exactly the same thing bothering Sakura’s mind. Who wants Sakura? Why involve Sand and Daikon just to get her? What’s the conspiracy behind all of these?

 

It was too confusing.

 

“This isn’t good… we have to keep you safe until we unravel this mysterious client.”

 

Sakura sighed, “I’m not sure but...” she looked at him and asked warily, “Do you think Orochimaru has something to do with this?”

 

Kakashi looked contemplative for a moment before nodding, “It’s possible. I heard his arms aren’t healed yet. Transferring from one body to another wouldn’t help his situation either since Sasuke already left his side. He’s helpless right now and his only option is to get his arms back.” and then suddenly, everything made sense. “Tsunade’s the only person who can heal him.”

 

Sakura’s eyes narrowed, “And since I was trained by her, he assumes (3) shishou passed the jutsu to me.” Her hands gripped the sheets out of resentment and fear, “He thinks I can restore his useless limbs?”

 

Kakashi despised the idea and bitterly nodded, “Aa.”

 

Sakura shot up and exclaimed in her defence, “But I can’t do it! Even if I have the ability, I would never do it… not for him!” the thought of helping Orochimaru, their greatest enemy appalled her.

 

“I know.” If Orochimaru even dare lay a hand on Sakura, he will never forgive him. He will never let Sakura get involved with that foul Snake. And he can assure even Sasuke and Naruto wouldn’t let this happen as well. “This is only an idea, Sakura. We’re not sure yet.”

 

“But it is a possibility…”

 

He looked at her and saw fear albeit masked within her eyes. She’s scared not because she fears of getting killed. It’s because she didn’t want to get caught in the middle. A position where she has to choose the enemy’s side in order to save the lives of the people she cares for.

 

Kakashi sighed, “Get some rest.” He then stood up and headed for the door, completely alarming the girl.

 

She sat up and curiously asked, “Where are you going?”

 

“They’re still out there looking for you. The least thing I can do right now is to guard the place. It’s too dangerous.” He opened the door and stepped outside. Before he could even properly close the door, Sakura called up to him.

 

“Be careful!”

 

**

 

“They failed.”

 

“Really now?” a hiss like voice responded in a long drawl, “I wasn’t expecting too much anyway.”

 

Lenses gleamed through the darkness, “What action do you suppose we should do?”

 

The other chuckled, “Have anything in mind?”

 

“I don’t think we should ignore this mishap. I suggest a punishment is the outmost idea.” Adjusting his glasses, he went on, “But I guess a second chance wouldn’t hurt.”

 

Another hiss of laughter was heard, crisp and forbidding, “Exactly what I had in mind.” Snake-like eyes narrowed, “I’ll give them another chance. If they fail me again… they know the consequences.” Looking down on his bandaged hand, Orochimaru clenched it into a fist, “I’m sick of this body. I need another spare.”

 

“Of course.” Kabuto stepped fully out of the shadows, pushing his glasses up, “But if Sakura gets here…”

 

“Then I’d better stick with my own body and get Sasuke myself…” with a nasty gleam, Orochimaru grinned like mad underneath the bandages covering his face. The pervious body he’s possessing was no good. He needed a stronger recipient. It was a shame Sasuke had to go away and escape. Not when he’s been shaping him quite well. If only that other Uchiha hadn’t showed up, he would’ve already possessed Sasuke’s body by now.

 

Well at least he killed Itachi.

 

“Do you want me to deliver your message?” Kabuto inquired.

 

“Yes. Go and inform them.” Chuckling he added, “And wish them luck. They need it.”

 

Kabuto lastly nodded and disappeared back through the darkness.

 

**

 

The night was colder than any night that winter month of December. There was no moon tonight. Everything was dark and cold… the perfect scenario for an ominous twenty-year old, brooding Uchiha. Sprawled on the wooden floor, his eyes impassively stared up to the ceiling with both of his arms and legs spread eagle. Not too far away was the spot where both her parents laid when Itachi killed them. His fingers twitched.

 

Itachi…

 

Sasuke slowly blinked his eyes as if trying to recall that day when he killed his brother.

 

A day he will never forget…

 

-

-

 

“You had it in you. I knew it all along…” Itachi spoke with difficulty with his brother’s hands choking him. He lay on the floor, bloodied and bruised while looking up tiredly with his Mangeky? against Sasuke’s blazing eyes of wrath.

 

“Just… die!” Sasuke couldn’t understand why but as he tightened his grip on his brother’s neck, tears constantly fell down his cheeks.

 

Itachi closed his eyes, as if trying to contemplate something important.

 

Sasuke got annoyed and tried to crush his neck. But as he was about to do so, Itachi opened his eyes and pushed his brother off of him.

 

Hitting trees along his way, Sasuke cried out in pain as his spine hit the last tree a little too badly.

 

Itachi, who was now standing on the clearing his brother made, glared down, “It’s not enough. Maybe you should try some other time.” He spoke so casually, it annoyed the younger Uchiha.

 

Sasuke growled, trying to gain his footing as he leaned against the tree for support. “We’ll… finish… this… NOW!”

 

Itachi shifted his glare, mocking him, “I told you to become stronger so you can kill me and avenge our clans’ death.” Sasuke fisted his hands upon the mentioning of the Uchiha massacre, “You failed me, dear brother. It’s not enough.”

 

Not enough…

 

Not enough…

 

His voice and words echoed like nails screeching against chalkboard. Sasuke felt like he was going to explode.

 

“SHUT UP!!!” With very few energy he could muster, Sasuke rushed towards his older brother. He charges Chidori from his body, thinking of using (4) Chidori Nagashi one last time.

 

Itachi evaded the first attack, but as Sasuke circled and went to try again, the attack was successful. It hits Itachi straight on the gut, sending him towards another set of trees.

 

As the dust and soil cleared, Sasuke made a move to attack his brother again only to find him paralyzed on the ground.

 

Every part of Itachi’s body fell numb. He could only move his eyes, rolling them only to stare at Sasuke’s heaving form

 

It was a good fight, really.

 

But it wasn’t enough… for Itachi that is.

 

Even without the ability to move his mouth to speak, Itachi’s Mangeky? spoke pure smugness. Despite of the silence, Sasuke could hear him taunting him, telling him that he still wasn’t strong.

 

That he’ll never best his brother.

 

That he’ll never get better than Naruto nor anybody else worthy of opponent for the older Uchiha.

 

Shaking, Sasuke approached him in complete measured steps. Along the way, he noticed his discarded katana and took it.

 

Standing over Itachi’s body, Sasuke looked down in unadulterated hatred. This man… the man who killed his mother and father… his whole clan… the man who made his life miserable… the man who made him the way he is now…

 

He’s here, beneath him, helpless and paralyzed.

 

The perfect opportunity… and Sasuke had no intentions of wasting it. He waited for this his entire life…

 

Raising the katana to the full extent, Sasuke’s eyes met his brother’s for the briefest moment.

 

He could swear it said, “Come on. Kill me. That’s what you wanted all this time… take the opportunity. End my life.”

 

With an anguished battle cry, Sasuke delivered the sharp blade down to his brother’s end.

 

After that… everything was over.

 

-

-

 

“SASUKE!!!”

 

The raven-haired Uchiha snapped away from his thoughts and gradually turned his head towards the door. Someone’s banging like mad against it and it annoyed the hell out of him. Let me guess…

 

“Oi! You bastard! Open the damn door!”

 

Naruto.

 

Goddammit. Reluctantly, Sasuke stood up and approached the door with an easy pace despite of Naruto’s urgent calls.

 

“What is it dob—”

 

“Shut up,” the blonde grabbed Sasuke’s collar and started dragging him out of the hallway, “no time to explain.”

 

Sasuke didn’t like being hauled like a sack and forcefully removed Naruto’s grip. “Where’re we going?”

 

Naruto looked like he’s going to explode like a rocket anytime soon. His eyes blazed, his nose flared as his fangs bore. “You bastard! Something came up and we have to see Tsunade urgently!”

 

Sasuke’s eyes briefly widened and then he frowned, “What do you mean?”

 

“Sakura and Kakashi sensei’s in trouble! We have to hurry!”

 

“What??” Sasuke furiously growled and then went off as fast as he could.

 

“O-oi! Wait up!” Naruto hurried after him.

 

TBC

 

AN:

 

1.       “Shannaro!”- Doesn't mean anything but is usually translated as "Hell yeah", "Hell no" or "Damn it" depending on the situation.

 

2.       Taichou- Commanding officer

 

3.       Shishou- Teacher

 

4.       Chidori Nagashi- One Thousand Birds Current.

Path of thorns [Chapter 18]

Chapter Eighteen

 

Ambush

 

Everything went so fast, the next thing he knew, he was attacked by shadow figures. Kakashi and Sakura took different directions. He was confused of why these shadow nins followed them. But as of now, all he could think of was how he will be able to end this ambush and travel fast to Konoha.

 

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Kakashi gave a long suffering sigh and said, “So, you’re not pining for the Kazekage after all.” One of the nins stepped up and pointed his sword. His eye narrowed and observed the intricate depiction carved on the hilt. Snakes? I hope I’m not right. There’s only person he could think of who’s involved with such, vile, sly animal. “Who are you and what do you want?” his blatant show of ignorance towards the sword pointed at him irritated the nin.

 

“It is best if you stay back.” he said then turned his head towards the others, “Give him a hand from getting the girl. I don’t think this will be an easy prey.” Two nins nodded and then disappeared.

 

Sakura? What do they want from her?  The mystery of their intentions made it more difficult for the copy-nin to comprehend the situation at hand. “I’m afraid I won’t allow you to take my comrade away.” His tone was deep, indicating his sincerity. He stood straight and regarded his enemies with a sweep of his glare. Being outnumbered wasn’t an issue to him before. What difference does it make now?

 

“Oh,” the bolder nin replied, “But we’re already at it.” The enemy nin barely had a time to finish his sentence when Kakashi already rushed towards him and swing a blow towards his face. The enemy toppled backwards from impact and the fight was on. The rest charged at him after that alarming assault he did.

 

Swerving to the side, he circumvented balled fists aiming his sides and sternum. Bending his legs and jumping up in the air, Kakashi formed seals, “Kage Bunshin no Jutsu! Dropping to the nearest branch, he watched his clones distract the enemies below. Turning his head, he searched for the direction where Sakura ran off to.

 

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“Someone’s here…” he whispered, still trying to track down where the rustling came from.

 

Trying to be helpful with the situation, Sakura looked around as well. Who…

 

Just then, a black figure jumped from the bushes and swung his sword towards them.

 

Shocked, the two moved apart, jumping from either side of the area as their assailant sheathed his sword and stood calmly. He didn’t move for a minute until he had the need to side-step away from the kunai knives thrown at his direction.

 

The black clothed nin looked up and saw his target by the tree, preparing another batch of knives. He raised his hand and signalled someone from behind. Then another four nins appeared, circling the two.

 

They were slightly outnumbered. Six against two innocent Konoha travellers. Kakashi wondered they had done that caused this.

 

“Take care of him. I’ll get the girl.” And then the chase was on.

 

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Sakura… Jumping to the next tree, Kakashi went off to find that one, bubble-gum haired girl who saw the face of his father.

 

**

 

Her lungs burned as she continued to run, hesitantly looking back then looking forth the path she was taking. Turning she jumped towards the trees, hoping that in this way, she will be able to lose him. The drizzling snow however made it ultimately hard.

 

This was acting quiet cowardly but as of now, this is the only thing she could do.

 

The enemy had just recently thrown her against boulders, trees, even to the rough texture of the frozen lake, leaving her badly bruised and limping. She couldn’t perform seals for after that particular attempt of strangling his neck; he used poison needles and burned the nerves of her arms, giving temporary numbing effect. She felt like Orochimaru running around with flailing arms.

 

This is bad. So bad. Kakashi, where are you?? She hated to admit it, but she was losing right now. It was a shame only for a minute she defended her capabilities and now she’s hoping that Kakashi saves the day for her.

 

Sliding down the overhung snow, Sakura took refuge against the small cliff covered with snow, hoping it would somehow deceit her hunter. She observed her numbed arms, hissing irritably as she closed her eyes, praying that the mild poison wouldn’t disperse through her bloodstream. I only need a few minutes. Taking a few deep breaths, Sakura opened her eyes with newfound determination.

 

She knew the concoction that was used on her. It was one of those toxins used as anaesthetic in the hospitals in times of dire need. The reason why it was referred as poison is because if the patient get overdose by it, the patient may eventually turn vegetable or worse, dead. That bastard… who is he? It amazed her that her enemy’s needles had precise amount just to numb her arms and not totally inflict harm. But why would he do that? Why not overdose and kill me? It seems her assailant had no intentions of killing her. He’s only too eager to capture his prey.

 

“One… two…” silently she counted in a hushed, desperate whisper. She only needed a minute to gain the function of her arms back.

 

And then she heard something snap, emerald eyes carefully looked up. The sounds of muffled footsteps were clear as the daylight now.

 

Collecting saliva inside her mouth to relieve her parched throat, Sakura swallowed then bit her lip from making any sound that may eventually cause the end of her.

 

Snow fell down her face, causing her to close her eyes and imagine her enemy standing just above her.

 

Forty… forty-one… forty-two… Her heart banged like mad against her chest. Her lip bled from the torture her teeth were causing but she paid it no mind. Crunching like an unborn fetus, she vainly tried to blend with the whiteness of the snow behind her.

 

Fifty… fifty-one… fifty-two…

 

The nin stood just above where she sat. He looked down, suppressing his laughter from erupting. Really, he was expecting more from jounins of Konoha. Especially this one since their client seems to take deep interest at her. This poor attempt of hiding however changed his views.

 

It took them a lot to finally get to this moment. They used one of the most powerful villages, entered the Wind country’s border without permission, threatened numerous people, killed and tortured some. And by torture means the spread of the parasite epidemic.

 

Luring their prey wasn’t so easy, so he sort of expected much only to find out that their target was nothing but a coward, medic, pink-haired girl. With a scoff, he jumped back and stood on a tree branch, arms crossed as he glared at that particular lump of soil.

 

(1) “Kireji Butou no Jutsu!”, nine black cloths sprang out from the roll in his back, spreading out wide and then forming sharp edges as it went to strike the land beneath him.

 

Fifty-eight… fifty-nine…

 

There was an explosion, soil, gravel, snow setting off to the air, creating a dusty fog of white and earth tones. The nin waited with crossed arms as the black cloths sprang back to the roll he’s carrying.

 

As the soil and snow cleared, he noticed a rather surprising yet interesting sight before him.

 

The large lump of soil was gone alright, but gladly, their target wasn’t.

 

It was miraculous how she escaped that explosion in the nick of time. She was done with sixty when she rolled off away from the quivering soil she took shelter with.

 

Just as what was expected, she regained the power of her arms and balanced herself from falling further down the hill.

 

With great difficulty, she pushed herself up, testing the endurance of her legs as she slightly swerved. She stood there, facing her enemy, wiping the blood from her mouth with her thumb. Her breathing was ragged but she still kept that smug look on her face intact.

 

“I’m not that easy to deal with.” As she looked at him, the first thing she noticed was his deep breathing. So, trying to keep up with me wore you out. Good. Even if she haven’t successfully inflicted great damage of the nin’s body, the fact that his breathing pattern changed and that his blood seeped from his open wound her kunai knife caused, made her feel triumphant somehow.

 

“I told you, running was useless.” The nin said trying not to show weakness from the deep wound he had on his leg. Their boss was right. She’s quite feisty for a medic nin.

 

Opening and closing her fists, Sakura confirmed the slight recovery of her arms. Satisfied, she planted a hand on her hip, putting her weight on that one leg as she glared at him. “But it made you happy one way or another.”

 

The nin this time chuckled, “An impressive show of cowardice… but playtime’s over.” Wasting no time, the nin attacked with his sword drawn out. Sakura, despite of the heaviness of her body was able to snatch her kunai knife from its holster and inhibited the sword from slashing her torso. The slashing motion continued with Sakura incessantly avoiding each attack. The enemy moved forward with her hastily pacing backwards while trying to maintain her grip.

 

Turning, she kicked him straight his chest, making him lurch backwards. Taking the opportunity, Sakura bit the hilt of her knife between her teeth and prepared sets of shuriken each between her fingers. She knew her limits and she knew she wasn’t doing well with taijutsu. So she had to just settle with genjutsu and long range weapons. Throwing them however ended useless. The nin expertly avoided it with his sword.

 

“Shit.” This time, she took smoke bombs and threw them at his direction. Taking this opening, she climbed up the tree and started to mold her chakra. She had used a lot and would probably the cause of her sudden weakness. He fought me alone… but he still remained triumphant. Who is this guy? He’s too strong. She had faced a lot of battles before. But the technique this person was using was different. It was like he wanted to direly kill her yet holding back because he’s asked to take her alive. It’s as if he himself couldn’t decide what to do with her.

 

(2) “Kireji Kiritsukeru no Jutsu!” It was too lat before when she heard that familiar cry. A single black cloth emerged from the shadows and made a slashing motion that made Sakura fall off the tree.

 

Before she could land ungracefully back to the ground, the black nin appeared from the thick fog of smoke and pinned her against the tree behind her, his hand gripping her neck quite hard.

 

**

 

“Sakura!”

 

He heard the explosion and immediately followed. Unfortunately, the other nins heard too and followed suit. He ended up fighting the same group he left a few minutes ago.

 

Swinging impeccably underneath the fist that was about to deliver a rather painful blow on his gut, Kakashi sprinted quickly towards Sakura’s side. But a bunch of three vetoed his plan, launched smoke bombs and threw kunai knives. Taking a side step, Kakashi evaded a few swings from the kunai wielder as he delivered a series of punches on the one who dared to stab his back.

 

It’s Sakura they want… I should have seen through this! Flesh was cut and blood easily surfaced on the patch of exposed skin on his face. Too caught up with his thoughts, he didn’t notice one black nin manage to scratch him. Seeing that dodging will not solve his problem, he quickly took his own kunai from the holster on his leg. Clashing metals were heard and sparks flickered through the fog the smoke bomb caused. He heard a scream, a bloodcurdling scream coming from Sakura’s direction and that frightened him. Sakura, I have to save Sakura. He told himself and at the same time finding it more hopeless to win this battle.

 

Two against… who knows how many black nins.

 

It was utterly, completely, absolutely unfair.

 

**

 

“Kakashi!” she cried as she noticed him surrounded and outnumbered by their assailants. Her situation wasn’t too easy as well. She was clawing mercilessly at the arm holding her firmly against the tree. Her back ached from the pressure and friction it’s causing, expecting bruises and blisters to form. Moaning from the deprivation of air to her lungs, Sakura tried to raise her leg to kick the bastard but failed miserably when he expertly caught it. Now her neck and leg's under the mercy of the enemy’s hands.

 

“It’s no use.” Her attacker spoke in a voice muffled by the cloth covering his mouth.

 

“What…” she was chocking, “… do you want?!” it was amazing she could still form words under her cruel situation.

 

“Not us.” The man said, “But as transporters we’re to deliver you to our boss by morning.”

 

Boss? Just like any crime made in this world, someone’s always behind it. The godfather of the group. Why me? She couldn’t think of anyone who has a grudge on her. Why would someone send transporters to kidnap her? “Who?” she asked in a strained voice. She was half thankful the man somehow loosened his grip, allowing small air to pass through her trachea.

 

“Don’t know, don’t care. Now all you have to do is to obey and we will not harm him.” His head cocked towards Kakashi’s direction who was still trying to sort his way out.

 

Sakura nervously spared Kakashi a glance and then back to her assailant. “How about removing your hand?”

 

The man looked hesitant for a moment but did remove his hand from her neck. “Come with us and don’t try anything funny or he dies.”

 

Sakura slipped the poison needles back on her palms and gritted her teeth. The enemy’s eyes were sharp despite of the black cloth covering his eyes. Again, she turned to look at Kakashi who by now finished almost half of the men who attacked him. He was now rushing towards them. His face showed determination even though another batch slowed him down again.

 

They were ambushed, outnumbered, and posed Kakashi as blackmail to her. They were hopeless as of now. But if I submit myself and let Kakashi escape, he’ll be able to tell the Hokage and get help. I will be rescued. He will come for me.

 

Finding no other choice, Sakura submitted by lowering her head and muttering, “Alright.” She felt the man move towards her side, “But don’t hurt…” her eyes went wide for a moment as she felt something sharp penetrate her skin. After that, her surroundings swirled and her world turned black. The last thing she heard was Kakashi calling out her name.

 

**

 

He didn’t know how he ended up on the ground, spitting soil out his mouth while trying to remove the heavy foot off his head. Hatake Kakashi lost focus when he saw the sight of Sakura falling unconscious to the arms of the enemy. Pain shot up through his spine as the enemy’s knee kicked him on the side, causing him to fall unexpectedly to the ground. “Sakura!” As he looked up, he saw no more of Sakura and the black nin’s leader.

 

But before the leader and Sakura disappeared, he heard one command coming from his lips, “Let’s go.” And then they were gone.

 

Why? Kakashi knew he shouldn’t have resisted from the start. He should’ve killed them before they had the moment to take her away.

 

Distraction, all of them. He was beyond angry right now, his blood boiling to the point that the he wanted… no, needed to hurt something. The mission’s over. I have no right to do anything beyond the mission. But Sakura… No… I have to do something... He told himself as he stood from the ground. The scratch on his face didn’t hurt but there was blood trickling down his cheek.

 

The incident only left him two choices.

 

That is to run back to Konoha and inform the Hokage.

 

Or summon Pakkun and find her.

 

He chose the latter.

 

“Kuchiyose no Jutsu!”

 

**

 

“This is… unexpected.” Gaara said as he reviewed the report he received. Both Shikamaru and Neji shared a look and then back to the confused Kazekage.

 

“I agree with you. They’ve been trailing Sand for so long. Why would they leave just like that?” Shikamaru said; distrust clear within the shinobi’s voice.

 

Gaara looked over Neji’s direction, “Are they really gone?”

 

Neji nodded, “Aa. I checked all areas. All clean.”

 

Despite of the absence of Gaara’s eyebrow, a frown could be seen on the powerful man’s face. “And the army disappeared too?”

 

“Hai.” Neji went to Daikon that morning and learned that the soldiers moved out. As he went back and discussed this with Shikamaru, everything fell into one piece. The sudden attacks… the intrusion… the army in a near village… the Daimyo being unaware of this situation… it cracked the mystery altogether.

 

“It was planned perfectly.” Shikamaru rubbed his chin and looked away.

 

“And we didn’t do anything to stop it.” Gaara felt he failed everyone on some point. He wanted to end this catastrophe so bad, everything didn’t turn out right. The enemies went to god knows where.

 

Shikamaru shook his head, “No. It doesn’t end here.”

 

“Do you think Orochimaru has something to do with this?” Gaara evenly asked.

 

“Probably.” Shikamaru thought it’d be difficult if ever Orochimaru’s involved. The man had been hiding for years without doing anything. There’s always a possibility that the snake bastard already formulated the perfect plan that’s ready to be unleashed.

 

“They’re after something else.” Neji supplied, he too trying to figure out the situation at hand.

 

“What could possibly—” Shikamaru’s eyes widened in realization, “Oh no…”

 

Gaara narrowed his eyes, “What is it?”

 

“As far as I know, Orochimaru’s arms are still…”

 

Neji then suddenly knew where Shikamaru was going, “The medics…” both shared a look, remembering that one night on their last mission when Sasuke told them that Orochimaru’s still suffering under the incapability of his arms and would do anything to get it healed. If Tsunade refuses to heal his arms, he’d probably settle to the next one on the list.

 

“Sakura…”

 

“Shit.”

 

TBC

 

(1)    Dancing Cloth

(2)    Cloth spear

 

… simple huh?

Path of thorns [Chapter 17]

Chapter Seventeen

 

His chosen path

 

Sometimes, Kakashi wondered why ever he wanted to avoid this. The warmth of knowing that someone’s there to love and care for you was the ultimate gift a lonely soul could ever have. He had been lonely for years now, with only constant companionship with women he barely even know. It was all Genma’s doing actually. To Genma’s language, one-night-stand was a stress reliever. After putting your life into danger, there’s nothing better than to indulge into the warmth of a woman. He also said relationships weren’t important to shinobis like them. Love was complicated in their job. It hinders you and eventually will be the death of you.

 

The person beside him stirred just a little and then her soft breathing reached his ears again.

 

What am I so afraid of? He asked himself, quietly observing the spider weave its web on the ceiling. Sakura’s one of the best medic and one of this days, she’ll get stronger than the Hokage herself. He didn’t want the past to repeat itself. He was a man who abides by the rules and offers his lifetime loyalty to his village. But Sakura changed that. He fell in love with his former student… an act outlawed by many villages. Despite of this, he chose this path.

 

This path offered no assurance, where is on the other, he will remain respectable for whatever reputation he had. But the thought of seeing Sakura by the end of the endless path of thorns, he knew everything was worth it.

 

His eye slowly drifted downward towards the pink head resting just beneath his chin. His arm snaked around her shivering body, warming her as much as possible. The snow storm outside was still horrible and the coverlet of their bed wasn’t doing its purpose. His gaze slowly trailed towards the unlit fireplace not so far from the bed. It would help if you hadn’t forgotten to set the fire. He mentally chided to himself. Last night was too intense for him to even remember lighting the fireplace. Last night, he threw all away his self restraints.

 

And the fact that Sakura told him she reciprocated his feelings made it all better.

 

Also, the smooth leg thrown over his, completely entangling them was a bonus.

 

He moved to kiss the top of her head, taking in the scent of her hair. Pakkun once said he and Sakura used the same shampoo… which was odd.

 

Sakura mumbled something incomprehensible and then rubbed her nose. Kakashi chuckled at this, feeling elated for waking up first to witness it.

 

Shivering, she scooted closer, if that was even possible and muttered, “Close’ the window, dammit Naruto.” Then a soft snore came from her before drifting back to dreamland.

 

Kakashi was aware of Naruto’s constant visit on Sakura’s room. It happened after Sakura learned about Naruto’s dilemma of having Kyuubi trapped inside his body. Their relationship back then evolved into something much deeper. She used to ignore and think less of him than Sasuke. But now, she and Naruto treat each other like siblings. Naruto was her alarm clock when she so fails to wake up and enters her bedroom by the window. He knows this because of Sakura’s half-hearted protest of Naruto breaking into their house. As the years passed by, everyone got used to it. Including Sakura’s father who gravely disapproved on Naruto’s disrespectful behaviour for the first few months.

 

He thought it was cute.

 

Too soon, Sakura stirred and finally fluttered her eyes open. Yawning and stretching her arms, almost hitting Kakashi’s face if he had not dodged.

 

Sakura tried to register into her muddled mind her surroundings before turning to face Kakashi. Rubbing her eye with one hand while the other smoothing her hair, she asked, “What time is it?”

 

“I really can’t tell right now.” He sarcastically pointed at the window where the snow still rained.

 

“Oh,” Sakura was still under the vestiges of sleep, “… right.” She sat up, stretched again and then silently stared off-space.

 

Here we go. Kakashi knew what was coming and so, he too sat up, leaning against the head board.

 

“Kakashi, we need to talk.” She said, her hair hiding her face away from him.

 

It’s long. He mused, not quite noticing how Sakura’s hair had grown long again just above her breas… Okay, stop.

 

Finally she turned to him and asked the inevitable, “Where does this lead us?”

 

This, particularly referred to their new found relationship. There were a lot of things to talk, think and consider about. Like, how will Konoha accept their relationship? Or, how will Naruto and Sasuke react on this? Sasuke, most especially who just a month ago asked Sakura’s hand in marriage and got dumped.

 

Kakashi wanted to smile in triumph for the latter part.

 

“Directions are for fools, Sakura.” He started in an even manner of speaking. “Whatever happens, will happen.”

 

Sakura gave him a lopsided grin, “Are you saying that we’ll do what we want to do and let them guess what’s going on?”

 

“Exactly.” He returned her grin with a smirk.

 

God, he looks so handsome. Glad I took that mask off. Inner Sakura did a victory dance inside her head.

 

“You’re evil.” She moved towards him and allowed his hands to guide him gently down to his lap. In this position, Kakashi was able to easily kiss her mouth, which was soft and pliant. Breaking the sweet lip lock, Kakashi smoothed her hair, loving the silky feel of it around his fingers.

 

“That’s a strong word.”

 

“It’s because you’re not being rational.” She leaned against the hand caressing her cheek as her own winding its way around his neck.

 

“Do you want me to?” a challenging glint appeared on his eye as he moved to kiss her mouth down to her throat. He was granted with a moan.

 

“Mm… we should stop doing this.” she protested half-heartedly.

 

“What?” He asked between kisses and nips on the tender flesh of her neck.

 

“Sleeping in the same bed when we’re obviously not sleeping together.” A blush crept on her cheeks up to her ears. She had never imagined herself having this kind of conversation with him.

 

Kakashi pulled back and the mischievous smirk on his face made Sakura nervous. “Why, Sakura, I didn’t know you wanted me that way.” He earned a slap on the arm.

 

“Not that, you perv! What I mean is… well,” she found it hard to construct any words explaining what she really wanted to say. “It’s improper and… what if someone sees us?”

 

He arched an elegant brow at her, “Sakura, we’re 30 kilometres away from Konoha.” Then his smirk returned, loving the irritated look on his pink-haired kunoichi. “Don’t worry. Next time, I’ll do as what you think is proper.”

 

Sakura worried her lower lip, glaring at him with great restrain of not pulling Kakashi’s hair out. “Dammit, you and your innuendos. That’s what you get for reading those dirty novels…”

 

“Hey, stay Icha Icha out of this.” Kakashi pretended to be deeply affronted.

 

She took this opportunity to tease him more. Placing a finger on her chin, she looked up, pretending to be thinking deeply. “Actually, I was planning on burning your collection for good.”

 

Kakashi’s eye narrowed, “Don’t you dare.” He didn’t know Sakura would post a threat like this.

 

“What are you going to do about it? Punish me?” the look on Sakura’s face and eyes almost took his breath away. Goodness! The girl was a seductress. He didn’t know those emerald eyes would look so exotic when she performed that look of a sultry goddess. It almost made him… shit. He had to get Sakura off of his lap, now.

 

“I’ll do more appalling things than punish you.” He growled with no intentions of showing his anger. Just pure… submission to whatever Sakura’s doing. And here he thought she was still naïve.

 

She meant to tease him, that’s all. But the sound of his deep voice sent shivers down her spine, tickling her insides in a strange yet nice sort of way. “Oh yeah? Like what?” she remained defiant despite of the fear and excitement running through her. After asking her last question, she suddenly feared how Kakashi would answer it.

 

He however didn’t fired back any wise-ass comment. Instead, he leaned and feverishly kissed her. Caught in between of shock and pleasure, it took a few moments before Sakura shyly returned the passionate kiss. She was still new with this stuff. For the record, Kakashi was her first boy friend. And Sasuke’s your first ex-husband. Inner Sakura playfully taunted. He is not! We’re not even married yet! She protested but soon her inner battle was forgotten when she felt herself being lowered to the bed with Kakashi on top of her and between her legs.

 

And the next thing she knew, she was smothered by the passion of Kakashi’s kisses. This doesn’t look like a punishment… Her hands moved from his shoulders to his chest, loving the contours and his battle scars. A punishment cannot be as enjoyable as this.

 

As much as how Kakashi badly wanted to continue, he didn’t. He immediately pulled back, breathing the air he lost as his dark eye watch the young woman beneath him do the same.

 

“Why—”

 

Kakashi rested his forehead against hers, closing his eye, still breathing, “We need time…”

 

Sakura understood him perfectly. They just went through confession and now its time for adjustments. There was no need to haste everything. As long as they’re together, all is fine. “Yes… I’m nineteen… and still naïve.” That catchphrase will never leave her for some time now. Already two men told her the same statement, which was highly embarrassing on her part. Was it her fault that she had no idea of what to do? How many times did she refuse invitations from Ino to go bar hopping and learn the properties of maturity? It’s just that back then she wasn’t interested. But now… with a renowned Icha Icha fanatic jounin for a boy friend, she’s eager to learn what nineteen year olds should know.

 

Chuckling, Kakashi rained her face with kisses before extracting himself from her.

 

Sakura smiled at this. “Why are you always wearing that mask, Kakashi?”

 

Kakashi stiffened as he sat up. He was, sort of expecting that question to come sooner of later. “You know already about my father, didn’t you?” Years of being best friends include the benefit of telling each other’s secrets. He already told her about his father and how he died. The exact history of why he had became Hatake Kakashi, the copy-nin who strictly sticks to the rules of Shinobi. The only thing he couldn’t tell her yet was about Obito and Rin. He figured he’ll have to share this piece of memory once this mission is over.

 

Sakura frowned at Kakashi’s question and then it dawn to her. “Oh…” Kakashi looked exactly like Hatake Sakumo. Somehow, it is his way of keeping people from seeing the face of the nin who failed his Village.

 

He gave her a reassuring smile and then he stood up and reached for his vest.

 

“What are you doing? It’s still snowing outside.” Sakura sat up and pointed at the window.

 

“We should arrive there in three days. We can’t waste time.”

 

“But it’s still snowing…”

 

“Sakura…”

 

“Gr, fine.” Begrudgingly, the young medic stood up and started wearing her leg guards and shoes.

 

**

 

“It’s disappointing.”

 

Kakashi glanced at Sakura with an arched brow. “What is?”

 

Sakura looked up to the sky and sighed, “Well… the mission. The original plan was for me to stay there for a week with my team while you, Shikamaru and Neji will go back to report. And then all of a sudden, Hokage-sama asks me to return with you and leave the rest in Sand.”

 

“Shouldn’t you be happy? I thought you wanted to go home.”

 

“I am happy… I missed everyone in Konoha… and—” she paused after recalling her problems with Sasuke, “—and there’s still something I must do immediately when we get home.”

 

“Then why are you disappointed?” she’s starting to confuse him again.

 

“Err…” sheepishly, she smiled, “I was kind of… well, hooked with Sand’s situation. The plague, the attacks… the army in Daikon… it’s all intriguing.”

 

Kakashi smiled, “We’ve been away for weeks. I guess Hokage-sama piled a lot of missions for us to finish when we get back.”

 

Sakura shook her head, “I doubt that. Konoha’s infected with the same parasite I found in Daikon. I guess I’ll be stuck in the hospital, working.”

 

Kakashi laughed, “How long has it been since your first duty?”

 

Sakura looked heavenward, thinking, “Hmmm… three years?”

 

“Is Hokage-sama still teaching you?”

 

Sakura nodded, “Sometimes… when she’s available. In the mean time, I train with Shizune or in the hospital.”

 

Kakashi grinned, “Good, we need more intelligent medics like you.”

 

A soft blush crossed the girl’s cheek. She immediately looked away, “Why… thank you.”

 

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“You always thought I was weak. It’s always Sasuke and Naruto, your strong students. You knew they had the potential except me!”

 

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Why do you have to snap at him like that? So embarrassing… Sakura mentally slapped herself, “Kakashi…” The white-haired jounin tipped his head on the side, indicating that he was listening. “I’m sorry for being… well, bitchy these past few days. I was just… really depressed.” Because you kept on hurting me… She added silently.

 

“I never thought of you as a weak person, Sakura.” Kakashi interjected, “I never wished to have anyone asides from you in my team. We’re all different and by this difference, we all excel in various fields. Sasuke and Naruto both excel in fighting, not because of their backgrounds and bloodlines. It’s because they belong in that category. You, however… you’re very intelligent and your control of chakra’s remarkable. Hokage-sama saw this in you that’s why she decided to train you to be a medic.” When he turned to glance at her, he saw her looking at him oddly. Not touched nor in near tears. Just… odd.

 

Sakura blinked at him curiously, “That’s… very deep, Kakashi… have you been rehearsing?”

 

Deep laughter erupted from the older jounin. “No. It’s because I already said the same thing to someone else before…” Ah, déjà vu. He inwardly said to himself.

 

“Who?” her heightened curiosity brought her to ask that question.

 

“Just someone you don’t know of.” Rin.

 

Sakura scowled at the fact that Kakashi didn’t answer her question. Was it another medic? A female medic, perhaps? She couldn’t help but feel jealous towards the person who received the same advice from Kakashi. Gee, Kakashi. You know exactly how to make a woman feel appreciated. Admitting that you gave the same advice twice just does the job. She couldn’t understand why Kakashi could be so insensitive sometimes when with a simple kiss from him almost set her on fire.

 

Kakashi noticed the look of displease (or was that jealousy) on Sakura’s eyes that made him worried. “Is something wrong?”

 

She quickly tried to hide her inner emotional battle, “I-I’m fine… I was just wondering why the Kazekage dismissed us.”

 

“Gaara’s pride got in the way.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“That Shukaku incident. Chiyo revived him and somehow, that made him feel helpless. With Shukaku extracted from his body, Gaara thinks he needs to prove himself as a strong individual even without his demon.” Bending his knees, he took a big leap towards the next tree with Sakura following his every move beside him. “That’s why he doesn’t want Konoha or any other villages helping him. He’s enclosing Sand from its ties to the other villages… which is wrong.”

 

“Then why did he request Shikamaru and Neji to stay?”

 

“For formality’s sake. He doesn’t want to worsen his image towards the Hokage by refusing any possible help. Once the war starts, he’ll immediately dispatch them to safety. To him, it was Sand’s war and Sand’s problem alone. He doesn’t want any other villages getting involved.” As they reached the clearing, Kakashi jumped back on the land with Sakura in tow.

 

“He’s being foolish!” Sakura didn’t like Gaara’s motive one bit. He’s endangering himself as well as his people and if he went on with his imprudent plans of independent warfare, then there’s no possibility for them to win or stop their mysterious enemies from advancing. She halted her steps and faced Kakashi, immediately getting his attention, “Why didn’t you tell me this before we left the village?”

 

Kakashi inwardly groaned, “And what? Stop him? Sakura, you know how hard it is to persuade Sabaku no Gaara.”

 

“He’ll listen to me!” She fired back.

 

“Hm, and make him destroy his new table again?”

 

Sakura gave him a confused look, “What?”

 

Kakashi scratched the back of his head. He just remembered Sakura was away when Gaara’s secretary told him… or rather whined at him that he asked her to get him a new table the moment she woke up. He learned that before the table was destroyed, he’s with Sakura and they had a rather… rowdy conversation. “He destroyed his desk because of you. I believe that was the night you asked permission to scout Daikon…”

 

“He did?? Why that—”, before she could even finish cursing Gaara to hell and back, a hand suddenly clamped her mouth, completely silencing her. Stunned, Sakura looked up to see Kakashi in front of her, scanning the area circumspectly.

 

“Someone’s here…” he whispered, still trying to track down where the rustling came from.

 

Trying to be helpful with the situation, Sakura looked around as well. Who…

 

TBC

 

Path of thorns [Chapter 16]

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Arc III: Konoha

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Chapter Sixteen

 

Addicted

 

“What do you mean you’re not going?” Sakura asked with mild surprise and disappointment as she gave her best “reproachful” look towards the Hyuuga genius. She was all packed-up and ready to leave when Neji miraculously appeared on her doorstep and told her the big news.

 

“Kazekage changed plans. The Hokage’s already informed so…”

 

Now the idea of going back to Konoha suddenly made her stomach do the flip-flops. She’s going to travel with Kakashi for three days… alone. The incident from Daikon was still fresh and the wounds he left still stung like mad. “Y-you can’t!” it was almost like a shriek and made Neji wince.

 

“It’s an order, Sakura.”

 

“I can’t believe this…”

 

“Kakashi’s there to—”

 

“No!” she said a little too loudly and then suddenly felt humiliated. Looking around the hall, she was relieved that no one’s around to hear her whining. With a sigh, she looked at Neji and pleaded, “C’mon, Neji. Everyone anticipates your return in Konoha. Do you want to deprive them away from that simple wish?”

 

Neji somehow felt offended and narrowed his eyes dangerously, “No one anticipates, as what you supposed, Haruno-san. If I get back or not, no one will notice.”

 

Sakura frowned, “Oh shut up. Your fan girls will cry a river if you won’t return.”

 

“Hn,”

 

“And Hinata…”

 

“Naruto won’t like you saying that.” That definitely doesn’t sound right.

 

“There’s TenTen too…”

 

Neji nervously coughed, “Excuse me?”

 

“See!” Sakura waved her hand dismissively, “Do you want me to reveal the rest of the list?”

 

“Please don’t.” Neji wearily muttered.

 

“Everyone just miss you. Period.” Crossing her arms, she leaned against the doorjamb and asked, “So? You still coming?”

 

“As I said,” Neji said slowly as if talking to a child, “it was already approved by both kage’s. There’s nothing we can do to change it.” After I told him endless lies of why I should stay. He said to himself, remembering the look of indifference on Gaara’s face when he said he wanted to help Sunagakure and Shikamaru with tasks that should be done.

 

The Shikamaru part alone gave him away.

 

“I’m sorry, Sakura.” After seeing that little scene in Gaara’s office, Neji decided not to go with the two. He didn’t want to get in between nor caught up with the tension.

 

Sakura looked thoughtful for a moment then sighed, crossed her arms and said, “Fine. But you’d better get back soon. You and Shikamaru are sorely missed, remember that.”

 

Neji tried not to roll his eyes but fell into temptation and did so, “Alright.”

 

Sakura looked at him and then grinned, “Bye, Hyuuga-san.”

 

“We’re still going to see each other…” and the next thing he knew, the girl jumped on him and gave him a hug. Feeling that it was only proper for him to return it, he moved his arms, albeit hesitantly around her and returned the gesture.

 

Sakura pulled back with the same grin set on her face, “Good luck.”

 

In arms length, he tried to smile, “That’s bad luck in return.”

 

A frown crossed her face, “Break a leg, then? Sounds better?”

 

Neji approvingly nodded, “Stay out of trouble.” He said as they both released each other and stood in a good distance.

 

“As if I can help it.”

 

A grin was exchanged.

 

Neither did they know a certain silver haired jounin stood by the door of his room, watching them in silence.

 

**

 

He waited for her by the gate, staying underneath the hood for a temporary shelter away from the sun. What he’d seen in the inn made him feel awfully empty. It’s killing me slowly, he thought as the image of Neji and Sakura enveloped in a rather intimate embrace. Is there something she’s not telling me? Was it possible that a relationship already bloomed without him knowing? What really happened in Daikon during their scout? Should he ask? Should he even have suspicions like this in the first place?

 

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“It was a professional mission!”

 

“Is it?”

 

“Where are you getting at, Hatake? You know me better than that!”

 

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Kakashi ran a hand through his hair, Sakura’s different. She may had been chasing Sasuke and professing her love for him with any chance she got… but she’s not the type of girl who easily… his thoughts were immediately interrupted when he saw her approaching. Speak of the devil. He straightened away from the wall and slung his pack behind his back. “Yo.”

 

Sakura blinked at him and then timidly looked away. She couldn’t help remembering how this man in front of her kissed her back in Daikon. With a sigh, she pulled a tight smile, albeit small and said, “You’re early.”

 

Kakashi smiled in return, “There were no dolphins around to delay me.”

 

Despite her uneasiness and slight anger towards him, she laughed, “Oh please, spare me the details.”

 

It will never be the same… He noticed how she desperately avert her eyes and force herself to smile. They’ve been through a lot lately. They always argue, ignore one another, force to enjoy each other’s company and then argue again. This was one of the worst missions he had ever been. He silently wished that when they’re back in Konoha, everything will turn normal again.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

**

 

“Sasuke, you moron, get down here!” Naruto elatedly yelled at his friend, waving his hands in the air and bouncing on the balls of his feet.

 

The dark-haired Uchiha turned towards the annoying voice and performed his signature glare, “What do you want, dobe?”

 

“I got something you’d like to know!” once Tsunade told him about the news, he couldn’t help not to jump up and down like a kid. “So, get your ass down now!”

 

“I can hear you perfectly clear up here.” He didn’t know what made his blonde friend act stupider than what he already was. For whatever it is that made Naruto wound up, he didn’t care. He perfectly made this clear by lackadaisically leaning back against the trunk of the tree with both arms behind his neck and leg over his other knee.

 

“Psh, fine!” Naruto stopped being hyper but the wide grin on his face never vanished. “Sakura and Kakashi-sensei’s returning in three days! Tsunade-baa-chan told me they’re on their way now.”

 

Sasuke’s shoulders stiffened, his eyes opening a mere-fraction while Naruto continued his rant.

 

“…boy, am I excited! I’ve got tons of stuff to tell her! It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other and…”

 

She’s coming… in three days. How long had he been anticipating her return? How long had been waiting to talk to her? It’s been weeks and the thought that his concerns will be put into ease within three days somehow relieved him.

 

“…I bet she’ll treat me some ramen when she gets back! She knows how much I love my ramen with…”

 

What will I say to her? Sasuke may look calm and collected but deep inside he was frantic. And Naruto’s babbling doesn’t help him any. So, he stood up and made a leap towards the rooftops, away from the loud blonde.

 

“Oi, Sasuke!”

 

“Later.” He made a small salute before running towards the Uchiha compound. He needed some time to think… or rather, someone to talk to. A blonde ex-fan girl would be much preferable.

 

**

 

“Welcome, welcome.” The owner quickly ushered the two travellers inside his little inn. Quickly shutting the door before the snow fill his home, the owner went back to his post behind the desk and greeted the two for the umpteenth time. “Welcome, what can I do for you?”

 

Kakashi brushed away snow flakes off his shoulder before answering, “Two rooms.”

 

The owner apologetically scratched his head, laughed and said, “Well… the blizzard outside brought me a lot of customers these past few weeks so…”

 

Sakura tiredly sighed, “Don’t tell me there’s no room left?” then spitefully added, Then why did you invited us in the first place?

 

The owner wouldn’t let any customer go unsatisfied, “Oh no, no, no! There’s still ONE room left. Although I don’t understand why young lovers wouldn’t share a room…”

 

“LOV—??!” Sakura was about correct the old man that the man beside her was not her lover. That he’s Sakura’s big, moronic, insensitive, buffoon ex-sensei who did nothing but to hurt her feelings and create mix signals that embarrasses her in the end.

 

“We’ll take it.”

 

“Ah, good.” The owner grabbed the keys and handed it to Kakashi, “Room 8 for you lovebirds.”

 

“But—”

 

“Thank you,” Kakashi then started walking towards the hall and up to the second floor.

 

Open-mouthed and helpless, Sakura followed her sensei, noting the knowing smile the old man was giving them.

 

Turning the knob, Kakashi opened the door and went in, fumbling the wall for the light switch. When the light was on, Sakura followed in suit and shut the door behind her. When she entered, Kakashi was already in the bathroom.

 

“Why didn’t you tell him the truth?”

 

“Tell what?” he asked, voiced echoed by the tight space of the bathroom.

 

“That we—” embarrassed to continue, Sakura sat on the edge of the bed, flushing, “That we’re not… together.”

 

There was a long pause before he answered, “Lovers or not, we’re still getting the room.”

 

Sakura looked around the room before her eyes fell on the window near the bed. It was still raining snow outside. If Kakashi didn’t accept the owner’s offer, they would have to sleep outside or continue travelling. And if ever they did continue travelling, they would probably be dead by morning. With another sigh, Sakura dropped freely on the bed and closed her eyes. She was too tired to remove her leg guards or even change into her night clothes.

 

“I’m getting the bed, you sleep on the couch.” She declared at the same moment Kakashi entered the room. Ha! That’s what you get for hurting my feelings, you jerk! Inner Sakura danced triumphantly inside her head.

 

The moment he saw her on the bed, Kakashi didn’t know what to do. Why did I get this room in the first place? For practicality, he knew he should get the room. They need shelter and shelter they should get. You’re going to share the same room with her… Kakashi already professed he was not a saint.

 

Now, seeing the woman he dreamed about lay on the bed before him made him want to rethink his actions. Kami, are you testing my virtues? Cos’ if you are, I’m telling you, I lack temperance. A few days ago, he kissed the same woman as if there was no tomorrow. And now, this little minx is seducing him unintentionally, and much to his disgust, her seduction tactic was very successful. He wanted to jump her and kiss her, touch her, love her. He deserves an award from abstaining. I don’t deserve her… with words replaying inside his head over and over like an old record, Kakashi moved to the couch quietly.

 

“Why am I on the couch again?”

 

“We can’t share the same bed.”

 

“And why did you take the bed?”

 

“Because I’m a woman.”

 

“And?”

 

“Women are supposed to have the bed.”

 

“Who invented that law?”

 

“Me.” Groaning in frustration, she sat up and glared at him, “Be a gentleman and let the lady take the bed.” She then started to take off her leg guards and shoes.

 

“What if I refuse?” it’s not that he’s refusing to be a gentleman and let Sakura sleep in the bed. It’s just that he too was tired and sleeping in the couch wasn’t too comforting. Now, if only they can share the bed just for tonight, he’ll be happy. He’ll try to forget his feelings for her just to get one night rest. Yeah right, you perverted old man. Just looking at her makes you feel things. What more if you’re sleeping next to her? Even his inner self mistrusts his resolution.

 

“Is that a challenge?”

 

Kakashi’s exposed eye narrowed.

 

Sakura’s lip joined her eye in all its twitching glory.

 

“I want to share it with you…” with that said, Sakura looked at him and fell silent. As if she’s looking for a confirmation within his dark eye.

 

That threw her off. “Sensei—” she was cut short when he leaned in and kissed her with his masked lips.

 

Something within him exploded when he felt the familiar warmth of her lips against his. It was chaste, a simple kiss and then he pulled back. Slowly opening his eye, he saw hers still closed and then fluttering open a couple of seconds later. He regarded her for a moment, and she couldn’t read his gaze. Both then realized they had two choices.

 

It was to deny each other again or ignore the anathemas and let their hearts do the working.

 

“You know,” Sakura started dazedly while tracing the edge of his mask, “this is much better.” She pulled down the stupid material and leaned in to initiate the kiss. Kakashi submitted himself completely to temptation and kissed her back. Grabbing the back of her head, he angled her head to kiss her deeply and at the same time, running his fingers through her silky bubblegum tresses.

 

Kakashi knew he screwed up, but no longer cared. He can’t deny this. The more he wanted to let go, the more he gets attached to her.

 

He didn’t want to let go. Never.

 

She was like a drug

 

And he’s addicted…

 

He tasted something salty and as he pulled back to see what it was, he was surprised to see her crying. “Sakura?” she cupped his face again, as if afraid he’d disappear if she didn’t. She opened her eyes and desperately looked at the man before her.

 

“I want you to want me….” She said thoughtfully, “Is that so wrong?” She pressed her cheek against his, her tears soaking his skin, “But I don’t want to fall, Kakashi. Not this time…” she was so confused and she wanted confirmation.

 

Kakashi found it hard to speak with the lump on his throat forming. Kakashi closed his eyes, kissed her cheek and pulled her tightly against him before he found the strength to speak. “I do want you, Sakura. And that makes me a sinful man…” This was the reason why he’s distancing himself away from her. He didn’t want to get hurt. This woman already his obsession and if he lose her, he has no idea if he will be able to function normally after that. He lost his loved ones and team mates before. Yodaime-sensei, Rin… Obito... his father. Wounds from the past took some time to heal and he can’t let another wound scar him. Being a shinobi living in the world of betrayal and war treats death as a normal occurrence. But the thought of Sakura dying doesn’t sound normal to him. It was dreadful, alarming and uncanny. He knew by taking this risk of loving her, he has to try his best to protect her with his life. Now, not only Konoha owns his loyalty… Sakura acquired it as well.

 

The perfect words she wanted to hear from his mouth. Sakura knew she melted right then and there. She pulled back just enough to see his face and said, “Love me…”

 

Kakashi kissed the corner of mouth, “I already do.”

 

Sakura smiled. It wasn’t the best confession she ever heard but it was still romantic in its own little way. She knew he’s not ready and that it’s too early. She can wait…

 

Cocking an eyebrow, she tauntingly asked, “Then why did you deny me in the first place?”

 

Kakashi truthfully replied, “I was afraid.”

 

“Of what?”

 

“Of losing my best friend.”

 

Sakura stared at him with wide eyes but then softly smiled as she reassuringly caressed his cheek, “Lose me? Never…” she moved her arms around him and hugged him tightly. “You’ll never get rid of me.”

 

Kakashi returned the embrace, burying his nose on her pink tresses, “I know...” He heard her drained sigh and felt her head grew heavy on his shoulder.

 

“I’m tired.” She said, a little sleepy.

 

“Let’s go to bed.” A paused and then, “I can sleep on the bed right?”

 

Sakura laughed and then nodded, “Alright, we’ll share the bed tonight, Kakashi.”

 

“Just for tonight?”

 

“Don’t test my kindness, sensei.” Sakura warningly said.

 

Kakashi frowned, “When we’re together, don’t call me that.”

“Why?”

 

“It makes me feel old.”

 

Sakura pulled back and smirked, “You are old.”

 

“And you’re a naïve nineteen year old virgin.”

 

Sakura slapped his arm albeit half-heartedly, “Quit it.”

 

“You started it.” Good, the spark between them was back. This was a lucky day after all.

 

Sakura growled, “Let’s go to sleep, sensei.”

 

“Fine.” He carried her back to bed despite of the medic’s protests.

 

“I can walk, you know. You’re making me feel like an invalid or something.” Internally, she enjoyed the feeling of being carried away by her prince charming. Only, Kakashi wasn’t so charming after dropping her carelessly on the bed. “Hey! That hurt, you jerk!”

 

Shrugging with deferential casualness, Kakashi smirked and said, “You refuse to be invalid, right?”

 

Sakura glared as sharp as a dagger, “You could’ve done it with grace!”

 

Kakashi took the empty space next to hers after taking off his vest, leaving his fishnet shirt and pants. He looked at her and when she returned his stare, he motioned for her to come closer. All he received was an arched eyebrow and a petulant pout from the pink-haired medic. “Be that way,” he said, “I got the blanket. Your loss, not mine.” To emphasize his point, he tugged the covers towards his direction and wrapped it tightly around him.

 

“You insensitive prick…” Sakura mumbled as she rubbed her arms to prevent the coldness to settle in her bones.

 

Kakashi sighed tiredly, “Just come here, Sakura. If it makes you feel better, I’ll be good.” Back in his mind, he remembered the first time he and Sakura shared a bed. It was back in Konoha and as far as he can remember, a situation like this also occurred. A déjà vu perhaps?

 

Sakura rolled her eyes, “Ah sure, that makes me feel so much better.”

 

“So, just feel better and stop being stubborn.” He goaded.

 

“We can share the blanket without sleeping too close to each other!”

 

“Ever heard of body heat, Sakura? I thought you’re one of the top medics? You should know that.”

 

Another growl came from the young woman. Kakashi kept on smirking victoriously.

 

“Fine.” Her lips were twisted in a strange look that was half amusement, half exasperation.

 

His grin widened when she finally scooted over and settled on his side. He moved his arm around her and pulled her closer with his chin resting on top of her head. Pulling the covers over them, he heard her sigh contentedly.

 

“Better?”

 

Sakura blushed furiously but nodded. As much as she hated to admit, Kakashi’s warmth soothed her already cold body. She snuggled closer as his other arm moved to encircle her waist.

 

This was nice.

 

For the first time, Kakashi never felt more excited to share the bed with her every night.

 

“Good night.” She told him before closing her eyes and drifting to sleep.

 

“Um, one question. Do you punch or kick when you’re having nightmares? Cause there’s a lot of ways on putting those hands into proper places when you—”

 

Sakura kicked his leg with a huff

 

There goes his answer. You and your big, fat mouth. Kakashi bitterly thought, wincing at the forceful kick he received.

 

This was going to be a rough night, he could tell.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [Chapter 15]

Chapter Fifteen

 

Two in a row

 

“Kakashi?” Sakura blinked out of surprise as she gaped at her ex-sensei standing in front of her tent. His sudden appearance did not alone stun her, but the look of weariness surrounding the man. He was standing perfectly still there but she could tell he’s tired through the look of his eye. “What are you doing here?” It’d been only a day since she and Neji left Sunagakure. She assumed he’d never come after her or perhaps reproach her once she returned.

 

Kakashi stared at her, silently assessing if she’s alright. Fortunately, she looked extremely well… only a little groggy. After checking her, he swept the area with mild antipathy. “You’re in the barracks.” He simply stated which totally has no connection with Sakura’s question.

 

She blinked slowly at him at first as her fuzzy mind tried to digest his question. She was so busy figuring out the parasite last night and only had three hours sleep until Kakashi appeared. Not that she’s complaining or anything. In fact, she liked the fact that Kakashi followed her and glad that he’s here. She missed him greatly since for the past few days of not talking to each other. She had been rounding the hospital while he’s scouting the village for information. Both were busy and she supposed that’s the reason why she wanted to hug him right now. Unfortunately, something was a little bit off with him today. He looked… tense.

 

“Err… the captain arranged our stay here.” Which reminds her, where was Neji?

“Captain?”

 

Sakura looked around and saw a few soldiers already camping outside. “Get in.” with a nudge of her head, she made way for Kakashi to enter. Once he was inside, she closed the flap, turned around and faced him. Crossing her arms, Kakashi alleged she’s gearing up for interrogations.

 

“Okay, what are you doing here?” she asked again since she was blatantly ignored on her first attempt.

 

Kakashi sat on the unused bunk and rubbed his face with his hand. “Where’s Hyuuga?”

 

Sakura looked waspish at the way he kept on throwing questions back at her, “I don’t know and please answer my question.”

 

He was silent for a moment as if trying to figure out what he wanted to say. “Sand was attacked last night.”

 

Emerald eyes widened, “What?” she’s a little bit disappointed she wasn’t there to witness or be a part of it.

 

“It didn’t last long. The moment they appeared, they vanished.” He could clearly remember the men in black clothing jump from one roof to another. He and Shikamaru tried to track them down but they were easily diverted from a special smoke bomb they used to escape.

 

A frown crossed Sakura’s feature as she sat on the empty chair in front of him, “I wonder what their intentions were…” she looked up at him with peaked curiosity, “Wait, that doesn’t answer my question.”

 

“The Kazekage sent me here to get you and Hyuuga back.” finally, he raised his eye and looked straight at her, “This village is under the Kazekage’s watch list.”

 

“I don’t understand…”

 

“They were trying to find something, Sakura. Those intruders…” up until now he couldn’t believe the conclusion they got after that briefing the Kazekage started last night. “A report was sent to the Kazekage saying something about the Daimyo’s army settling here. That displeased him since the daimyo never informed him about this before. The group who attacked Sand last night was also seen around this village… The Kazekage wants you back until the investigation is over.”

 

Sakura then stood up, dusting her lap as she did so, “Well, I’m glad I’m done with it. We can go back now.” She then started to pack her things that lay on the table. Somehow, Sakura still felt that wasn’t the real reason why Kakashi came here and looked all apprehensive. Something’s bothering him and she’s determined to know what it was.

 

“This situation is serious,” his voice interrupted her from musing “you said it yourself.”

 

“I know.”

 

“Then why didn’t you tell me?”

 

Sakura stiffened. She turned to look over her shoulder. All she received was silence and that lost look on his face. That worried her. “Tell you what?” Sakura was confused all of a sudden.

 

“You left the village.” He spoke in the calmest voice that somehow frightens the pink-haired nin.

 

“Oh, that.” Despite of her queasiness, she tried to paste a smile, “Well, I needed to investigate. I asked the Kazekage to permit my leave and he did just as long as I’m with another. I asked Neji to go with me and he’s nice enough to take me up with my offer.” Then excitement replaced her fake smile and gushed at her sudden discovery, “And you what? I finally solved the problem. It was a parasite that infected the people. It was endemic, Kakashi. Ah, I bet in Konoha—”

 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Kakashi repeated the question quite louder than before. His face still show nonchalance but the tone of his voice gave it all away. He’s upset. Upset that Sakura went out the village where unseen enemies lurked without telling him. Upset that she took Neji instead of him.

 

Sakura slowly blink, hurt that Kakashi just raised his voice at her. She drew back slightly, a frown marring her face. “I thought it’s not needed…”

 

Kakashi’s eye narrowed, “Sakura, it’s too dangerous out here. I thought you already realized that.” I was worried.

 

“I did…” Sakura faintly defended.

 

“Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you ask me to go with you?” his questions bombarded her a bit.

 

“You were busy.” Sakura countered, “You were dating Gaara’s secretary, weren’t you? I thought I wasn’t supposed to interfere!” now, she too was starting to raise her voice.

 

“That’s different.” Kakashi turned away, “And we’re not dating.”

 

OH, so he’s allowed to do his little investigation and I’m not?? Really, she was getting tired with the sexism. Why does everyone underestimate her? Is it because she’s born with breasts?? Is that her fault?? “I only did it because it’s part of my mission!”

 

Kakashi glared, “And it’s our mission to protect you and your trainees.” I’m here to protect you.

 

“I don’t need it!” Sakura yelled, shaking in anger. Does Kakashi think she’s still a twelve year old who can’t handle things on her own? “Kakashi, I’m not a child anymore! I can take care of myself!”

“Sakura…” he growled. He could feel a headache coming. Frustrated, he massaged his temple. “It’s not what I mean.” Why can’t you understand? He was upset Gaara didn’t allow him to follow her immediately. He said he’s more needed inside the village and that they’ll be fine. Funny, even the Kazekage himself trusts Sakura and her impulsive decision-making and he doesn’t. Is it my fault if I worry too much for her? And after that attack last night, no one could stop Kakashi from going. It was too dangerous for him not to do anything about it. Even the Kazekage agreed on his proposition.

 

And here he was…

 

“Yes it was.” She muttered the words laced with sullenness as she went back to packing. “It had always been. You always thought I was weak. It’s always Sasuke and Naruto, your strong students. You knew they had the potential except me.” She was now literally throwing everything inside her bag as petulance overcame her, “I’m the weakest in your team! I bet you even wished it was Ten-ten or Ino who’s in my place.” A bitter laugh erupted upon her lips. So bitter, she winced. “I knew it all along…”  She had enough with the criticisms… she’s tired with the ‘weakling’ title attached on her forehead. She’s tired being the ‘weak’ one. She’s just an ordinary kunoichi with no bloodline or any kyuubi history behind her. She had a normal family, a normal life just like everybody else. She had nothing special to be proud of. Yeah, so what if the Hokage trained her. Healing is still different from the ability to defend yourself. She clearly lacks in that department.

 

He didn’t confront her because he wanted to imply her frailty. He was here to show her how much he cared and that he can’t let any harm come near her as long as he’s alive. During her absence, he used that time to think over his relationship with Sakura. He knew it was no longer platonic nor teacher-student relationship. It’s deeper and more meaningful and it was all over with him. “Sakura…” he planned to retaliate but Sakura beat him to it.

 

“And why are you so worried, sensei?” She nastily cut him short, “Neji’s with me. If you think I’m incompetent and can’t protect myself, then Neji can perfectly do that job for me!”

 

Upon mentioning of Neji’s name, Kakashi’s temper rose but was glad he was still able to control it. “Can’t we have a conversation that doesn’t involve Hyuuga?” his voice again rising from the uprising emotions stirring inside him. Neji and Sakura had gone together for one night and he didn’t like it.

 

“What?” her eyes incredulously glared at him.

 

“You two had been close—too close these past few days and you went out the village with him. What will the others think?” he crossed his arms, mimicking her defensive stance.

 

Sakura’s mouth opened and closed like a fish before exclaiming back, “It was a professional mission!”

 

“Is it?” Kakashi spat. The lines on his mouth tightened in frustration.

 

“Where are you getting at, Hatake?” she was angry—mad—upset even! “You know me better than that!”

 

“I was thinking if I really did.” He replied without tact, completely dropping the calm Hatake Kakashi off. He was too disappointed to pretend that he’s not affected by this when just seeing another man near her kills him. He wanted her to know that but it seems this little fight they started will prevent him from doing so.

 

“How dare you!” angry strides approached him as she stood there in front of him, a few inches separating them. “And this is coming from someone who courts women in bars!”

 

“I’m a man, Sakura. Not a saint.”

 

“You’re a pervert!”

 

“And you’re a nineteen year old virgin and still naive.”

 

Sakura gasped.

 

He meant that to taunt her but when he saw the look on her face, he immediately regretted it. He suddenly felt the urge to backtrack… but it was too late.

 

Her fist went straight to his face and punched him.

 

For someone so petite, that was a strong punch, Kakashi thought as he softly touched his tender jaw.

 

Sakura was shaking, eyes wide as it flared dangerously towards the older jounin. “I thought you were my friend…” even her voice quivered as tears started to flood her eyes. That was the most offending and hurtful words she had ever heard. And what hurts more is that it came straight from Kakashi’s mouth.

 

“I am your friend.” Kakashi said in the barest whisper as he still kept his face away from her. He was too ashamed to face Sakura. Too ashamed he just wanted to disappear and wish this had never happened.

 

There was silence… and then Sakura drew back her hand and stood still with her head down. “Then why can’t anyone trust me for once?” Then her eyes sought his, “Why can’t you?”

 

“You don’t understand.”

 

“I wanted to but you won’t let me!” and bit her lip hard, trying to suppress her anger. She was crying now. Why does she always have to cry in front of him?? Sakura shook her head violently, “I thought you were different!” anger flashed her eyes as she turned, wiped the tears on her cheeks and walked away. But she was abruptly stopped when Kakashi reached out and pulled her towards him. Sakura was too stunned to react until she felt his other arm encircle her waist. “Let go!” she demanded and tried to fight his hold on her but to no avail, she remained crushed against him. “Kakashi!”

 

“Hear me out,” it was as simple command and she mentally kicked herself for immediately abiding to it. She stopped pulling away from his hold and glared up at him with great animosity. Kakashi coolly looked down on her, completely betraying the fact that his emotions eating him inside out. It was now or never. “I want to give you something… right here, right now.”

 

Sakura’s anger gone astray and was now replaced with shock as Kakashi released her arm, reached his mask as he slowly pulled it down. She all of a sudden found it difficult to breathe as her heartbeat thudded inside her chest while watching each smooth patch of skin revealed. Her green eyes following the dark fabric slowly exposing the bridge of his nose and then the pristine skin…

 

Kakashi cherished the attention he’s getting from her as his eyes basked at the sight of her watching his every move. He admired her finely shaped eyebrow, fan-like lashes, bright emerald eyes that could swallow him any minute, the curve of her cute little nose, the light blush of her cheeks and finally, the flesh and suppleness of her lips.

 

The moment the mask was down, he crushed his lips on hers, letting out all his pent-up frustration and at the same time cherishing the sweetness of her lips against his. Finally, he was here, holding the woman he loved for so long, kissing her senseless in complete solitude of the tent.

 

Thousands of emotions brought dizziness on Sakura’s part as her legs turned jello from the passionate pressing of their lips. Kakashi… all negative emotions completely vanished to thin air as she moved her arms and wrapped them around his neck. She pulled him close, not minding the anger she felt a few seconds ago and revering with the passion he created. She didn’t want to let this piece of heaven go and neither did he as he felt his arms completely crush her form against his. How perfectly they fit, she wondered as her body arched against him in attempts of feeling him more.

 

He held her tightly as his kiss softened, almost loving, just enough to feel that this was reality. This was no longer a dream. His lips brushed hers softly before pulling away for the need of oxygen they had been denied. A whimper escaped her petal lips as Kakashi gently smiled at his effect on her. He leaned his forehead against hers, each breathing quite erratic, noses touching as fingers caressed every skin it could reach. His knuckles stroked the apple of her cheek as his voice spoke in the barest whisper, “I’m sorry…” he didn’t know what came over him.

 

Sakura looked at him with mild daze expression, running her eyes on the part of Kakashi’s face he kept for so long. No wonder he hid it under that blasted mask. He was far too beautiful without it just as what she imagined. Only the scar on his sharingan marred his face though Sakura didn’t consider it as a bad thing. His skin was smooth, his nose was perfect and his lips… oh those lips, she wanted them on hers again and let it devour her. Lightly her fingertips touched his skin, revelling at the feel of it as Kakashi closed his eyes in return. “This is not fair,” she said as her fore finger traced the outline of his lower lip. “I didn’t win… but you gave it to me.” Her eyes sought his and asked, “Why?”

 

“Should there be a reason to everything, Sakura?” the way his deep voice spoke her name sent shivers down her spine, making her all tingly inside. Not that it was unpleasant or anything. It actually feels nice. So nice she wanted to kiss him again, and kiss him she did.

 

She took the initiative and stood on tiptoes to reach him. Kakashi gladly pulled her close as he felt her hands on his chest, up to his neck until her fingers ran through his silver locks. Sakura sighed at the feel of his silky hair, marvelling it in the process. She was engulfed by intense desire that she had never felt before. He was right, she was still naïve. And suddenly, she felt ashamed. She attempted to draw back but Kakashi was too fast to stop her. He kept kissing her until her lips fell pliant again. Sakura decided to let the feeling get the better of her and melted into his embrace as she shyly kissed him back.

 

“Sakura!”

 

They broke free from their embrace and stared at each other with widened eyes. Both were breathing erratically from the loss of air. They remained like that for a few seconds until another call forced them to break apart.

 

Kakashi moved away and stood on the far corner, rubbing his face again. He was irritated and at the same time relieved at the interruption. God knows what he would’ve done if they continued. He sneak a glance over to the girl he was just kissing and saw her fixing her hair and clothes. Trying her best to erase the blush on her face, she went towards the flap of her tent and opened it.

 

“Sakura,” it was Neji and no other. He looked impatient from the fact that it took him a couple of times to call her name before she answered.

 

“Ah, Neji. Where have you been?” Sakura asked as she brushed the tangles on her hair with her fingers.

 

“Investigating,” and then something caught his eyes. Sakura followed the beeline of his stare and saw him looking at Kakashi who was looking back as well.

 

“Oh,” she warily looked at the two boys and said, “He’s here to take us back.” then she received an arched eyebrow from the Hyuuga prodigy, “Kazekage’s order.”

 

“I see.” He stepped in and still noticed Kakashi’s lingering glare. What’s up with him? He wanted to ask but refrain from doing so.

 

“Any information?” Kakashi collected himself together and hoped that his voice sounded neutral. This was a mission and personal affairs should not interfere. The kiss he shared with Sakura should not happen in the first place. It was a shame he just realized it now. I can’t jeopardize anything.

 

Neji stood straight in front of him and nodded. As much as he’s annoyed with the older jounin right now, Kakashi still needed to be respected knowing that he stands as their captain. “There were rebels spotted last night. But it seems the daimyo’s army refuses to affirm this statement.” He could still remember the hostile argument he had with the captain this morning. Neji vaguely wondered why he’s still alive. Captain Shoda was so offended; he could’ve called his dogs and ordered his death. Like that’s going to happen. He snorted at the ridiculous thought. He deserved a more honourable death than that.

 

“Kazekage just received the report of their stay in this village.” Kakashi pondered, “Something’s not right.”

 

Neji agreed with a nod, “I thought the same thing too.”

 

“There’s only one way to find out and that is the Daimyo’s letter. If he confirms that he didn’t assign his soldiers to scout this village, then I guess we’ll just execute proper action.” Then he added, “Just as long as it’s an order from the Kazekage.” Kakashi clearly remembered how Gaara implied that Konoha shinobis has nothing to do with Sand’s war as long as the Kazekage himself orders it. As much as he wanted to help, he couldn’t.

 

“I know.” Then his eyes landed on the pink-haired medic sitting on her bed. She’s awfully quiet through the whole conversation. His eyes then shifted towards the copy ninja and noticed his avoidance towards Sakura. I give up. He cleared his throat and then said, “I’ll tell them we’re leaving. I’ll see you back in the entrance.” And then with that he was gone and left the two alone.

 

The tension was unbearable, it almost choked her. Timidly she raised her eyes to look at him. He was still standing there, facing the direction opposite of hers. She hastily stood up, planning to pack her stuff as the only possible way to break the silence between them. For the second time of the day, his hand stopped her. She stiffened from the touch but did not dare to look back.

 

“Sakura… I’m sorry.” Just as when her eyes slowly widened then did it narrowed in dejection. “I shouldn’t have done that. It was a mistake… I don’t know what came over me…” he couldn’t look at her. He didn’t know what he’d do if he did.

 

She worried her lip between her teeth, something within her suddenly felt heavy. A mistake he says… Sakura felt as if she was in a déjà vu of some sort. Only then it was Sasuke who rejected her. Now even Kakashi… the man she leaned onto… she thought he appreciated her more than Sasuke or Naruto could ever do. It hurts… Sakura tried not to get angry, to yell, and to cry even. She’s strong. She can’t cry over her second rejection. She’s being a pro at this and she’d better be proud of it. Two in a row… wow.

 

“Let’s pretend this never happened. It will only jeopardize the mission…” he didn’t know if it was a good thing to say that but he’s practically telling the truth. He’s worried of what would happen and how this will affect the two of them. If they wanted peace between them of some sort, he’d better stop whatever this was.

 

God I hate you… she wanted to hate him, really. But she knew she couldn’t. Despite the hurtful refusal, he’s still right. They couldn’t risk anything by their foolishness. They were ninjas and as much as possible, ninjas are not meant to love.

 

A student-teacher love is outlawed by any village. Even if he was her former teacher, their age gap was enough for gossip-mongers to spread. If a relationship was possible between them, it’ll be difficult.

 

I can’t lose you as a friend and I know you think the same way too… if it is best to forget, then I’ll do it. For us… she reached out and removed his hand. Surprisingly, Kakashi was pliant and allowed her. Once that was settled, she turned to him with a smile already glued on her face. It didn’t even reach her eyes, Kakashi sadly thought. “Let’s go then. Don’t want to keep Neji from waiting, ne?”

 

He didn’t know if this was a good or a bad thing.

 

Kakashi could only wonder.

 

**

 

Travelling with the person you least wanted to talk to was difficult for a soft-heartened woman like Sakura. She tried her best to avoid him and luckily she was able to do so. Kakashi on the other hand acted as a professional and ignored their current situation. He’s focused to get this job done and then he will talk to her to settle the tension between them. For now, he’d better get used to being ignored. Neji was caught in the middle and for being the genius that he is, he did the only practical thing to do. He’s blind, deaf, and mute over the situation. Like Kakashi, he’s determined to finish the mission as soon as possible.

 

Upon their arrival, the three parted on their respective rooms and slept the rest of the night.

 

**

 

“What?”

 

Gaara stood near the balcony of his office with both hands behind his back. His eyes moved to see her face and he was right. She was downright confused. That made him happy. He returned his gaze back towards the orange sky of Sand Village and said, “The Hokage requests for your return. It seems your assumptions were right. Your village too suffers the same disease. She said she expects you to return together with the other two jounins.”

 

“Only two of them?” Sakura asked, “What about the other one.”

 

“One jounin will be left to secure the safety of your trainees. The other two are asked to report back to the Hokage immediately.”

 

“Who’s staying?”

 

“I am.”

 

Sakura turned to see the person who entered the office. “Shikamaru?”

 

Shikamaru lackadaisically shrugged his shoulders, “Felt like staying.”

 

Sakura smiled, “If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you’re avoiding someone.”

 

Shikamaru arched an eyebrow. She perfectly knew who she was referring to.

 

Sakura rolled her eyes, “I’m glad I knew you then.” She added silently as she once again returned her attention towards the Kazekage.

 

Gaara felt unsure about that smile she just showed. He assumed something may have occurred, and probably that white-haired jounin has got to do with it after receiving a rather annoying interrogation from him when Sakura left for her investigation.

 

Even Shikamaru noticed the changes. He suspected it has something to do with the copy ninja. Who wouldn’t? He’s choking from the tension-filled silence they created during their briefing this morning. He suddenly pitied Neji for the fact that he’ll be stuck in their company until they reach Konoha.

 

Sakura waited for Gaara to say something when suddenly, a slash of white caught the corner of her eyes. It seems the presence of Kakashi and Neji too were called by the Kazekage. They entered the room and stood on either side of her and Shikamaru. She stiffened when Kakashi took the place next to her. Since this morning, they had been trying to avoid each other.

 

Once they were complete, Gaara went back to his chair and observed the group silently. It seems the interaction between Kakashi and Sakura mostly caught his attention. His eyes lingered on the two for a moment before asking the inevitable, “When do you plan to leave?”

 

“Dawn is the best time to travel, Kazekage-sama.” Kakashi affirmed sternly.

 

Gaara nodded in approval, “You can travel through the path I used towards Konoha. In three days, you’ll reach your destination.”

 

Kakashi tipped his head, “Hai.”

 

Gaara then handed them a scroll containing the personal information and message addressed to the Hokage. Neji took it since he was assigned to give the said scroll once they get back.

 

When the formalities were over, they left his office with Sakura giving him one last smile.

 

That girl really did get through him somehow, Gaara mused to himself as he once again immersed himself with overdue paperwork.

 

**

 

Outside, Neji went to ask Shikamaru, “How long will you stay here?” he asked a bit hopeful.

 

Shikmaru lazily grinned, “Why, Neji. I didn’t know you cared.” He teased and his grinned widened when Neji scowled. “I dunno… a week I guess.”

 

Neji snorted, “I thought it’ll be a lot longer than that.”

It was Shikamaru’s turn to scowl, “Say more and I’ll ask the Kazekage to prolong your stay too.”

 

Neji smirked at the threat, “Do that and I’ll tell him you’re hitting on his sister.” He tipped his head towards Gaara’s office.

 

Oh, Shikamaru knew he lost there. “Psh, whatever.” He turned away and noticed Sakura looking absently afar. He followed the beeline of her stare and saw Kakashi talking to Gaara’s secretary. A smirk tugged his lips as he moved his eyes towards Neji.

 

Neji noticed this and frowned, “What?”

 

Shikamaru patted is shoulder and said, “Good luck.”

 

Confused, Neji crossed his arms as he watched Shikamaru leave the building. What was that for? And then at that moment, his eyes laid on Maiya batting her eyelashes towards the copy ninja. His eyes shifted towards Sakura who watched them as if she just lost the highest prize in a lotto game. Now he knew exactly what Shikamaru’s trying to imply. Good luck indeed.

 

TBC

 

Path of thorns [Chapter 14]

Chapter Fourteen

 

Eureka!

 

“How far is the village?” Neji asked as they crossed the dessert separating the Sunagakure from the other villages. He was surprised when she came to his room this morning to ask if it was okay for him to accompany her. He concurred, seeing as he had nothing much to do in the city and that he was tired listening to Shikamaru’s snores. Also, he wouldn’t mind spending the whole day with Sakura. Somehow, she was his source of amusement during this mission. And not to mention, his saviour from his Sunagakure fan girls.

 

Sakura side-glanced at him for a moment and then looked forward.

 

 “It’s a two-hour travel. We’ll get there soon…” It was a shame they couldn't sprint their way to make this scout faster. Who in their right mind would go running around under the awful heat of the sun? Being out of breath, thirsty, and having a heat stroke wouldn’t help them.

 

After walking in silence for good fifteen minutes, Neji spoke again;

 

“Why didn’t you ask Kakashi to go with you?” Out of curiosity, he asked.

 

Sakura slightly stiffened at the mention of his name. Fortunately, she was walking ahead of him, and the heat of the sun somehow kept away the blush that coloured her face. Ever since that conversation with Shikamaru last night, she began to wonder about her, Kakashi, and the relationship between them. But for now, she'd have to set that aside until she solves the plague.

 

“He’s trying to figure out things on his own… so, I thought I shouldn’t bother him.” It was a safe answer and she mentally high-fived herself.

 

Neji thought it was acceptable… one way or another.

 

“I see…”

 

They walked in pregnant silence again since both are too tired to speak because of the heat. When they finally neared the meadow separating the dessert from the forest, Sakura wanted to jump in joy. They found solace when they entered the forest floor, relishing the cool breeze as they walked through the rock-strewn path towards the small Village of Daikon.

 

“I wonder where the name came from…” Sakura thought out loud as they entered the small village. Neji also eyed the wooden sign before following Sakura in suit.

 

The area was quiet with very few people inhabiting the streets. As they looked around, Neji’s brows arched.

 

“White radishes…”

 

Sakura looked up at him curiously, “Hm?”

 

Neji pointed at the vegetable stand on his right, “They named it after a vegetable.”

 

Sakura nodded, “Sou ka…”

 

And then suddenly, a group of men rushed towards their direction. They pointed their sticks and forks, causing the two to take a step back.

 

“Who are you?” the one standing as their leader asked.

 

Sakura sheepishly smiled and raised her hand defensively, “Err… we meant no harm. We came here for investigation purposes.” Then the group of men, along with the few people who witnessed the scene spoke in hushed tones with only a few words like ‘intruders’ reaching Sakura’s ears.

 

The man in-charge ordered the others to withdraw their weapons. Both Sakura and Neji suppressed a sigh of relief and slowly lowered their hands to their sides. They watched as the leader talked to his group before turning back to them.

 

“Come with me.” Both Neji and Sakura exchanged looks before following obediently.

 

The leader looked almost as old as Sakura’s father. He wore the same garb as everyone else though he seemed to receive more respect. He looked really tough for someone built twice as much as Asuma. And the lines on his face clearly betrayed his real age. Soon, they reached a grand tent where a couple of men in armour stood outside.

 

What’s this? She mentally asked as they stood there with the man talking silently to the two guards. When one of the guards entered the tent, the man gave them a withering glare. So much for a warm welcome… For the second time, he turned to them and stiffly said, “The Captain wishes to see you. Go in once the guard tells you to do so.”

 

Sakura’s brows rose. Captain? She turned to look at Neji and saw him contemplating the same thing as well.

 

When the man left, Neji quietly spoke.

 

 “The Daimyo’s army is here,”

 

Sakura’s face converted to an annoyed scowl.

 

 “It seems Gaara had forgotten to mention this titbit of information…” she carefully murmured back after noticing one of the guards eyeing them sceptically.

 

“I suppose it was intentional. You said he disapproved of this trip,”

 

Sakura gave a long sigh. She could almost imagine Gaara releasing his evil laughter to the world… Like Gaara knows how to laugh, smile even… After that thought, a guard approached them and said they can now enter. They nodded and went in.

 

As they entered the threshold, they were greeted by the sight of the said ‘captain’ sitting on his desk, reviewing a few scrolls and maps. The flaps of the windows were open, letting the wonderful sunlight outside be his source of light.

 

He’s—young… She expected someone who looked like Ibiki. Big, strong, and downright masculine. This one, however, was young, slightly build like Genma or Kakashi, less intimidating and… cute. Sakura openly observed, just for the sake of appreciating the gorgeousness that was there. But she felt no spark like with Sasuke and Kakashi. Well, at that Sakura blush ten shades of red. Quit thinking about him!

 

“State your business.” He professionally told them as the two looked at each other, silently deciding who should answer the question.

 

Sakura thought it was her responsibility for she’s the one who initiated this scout.

 

“We came from the Hidden Village of Leaf, sir. My name is Haruno Sakura, a medic, and this is my companion, Hyuuga Neji. We’re currently visiting Sunagakure because of the epidemic, and we travelled through the desert to get here. I’m researching the epidemic, and this is the nearest village to start my observation.” She had suddenly turned professional, setting her normally jovial self aside. This was a serious matter; especially now that she was expected to show respect towards the daimyo’s captain.

 

Neji may have looked he didn’t care whether he was facing a captain or not, but he did notice the awed look on the captain’s face when he raised his head to look at them. His gaze was now directed at Sakura in an odd way. His eyes dangerously narrow and was glad that the captain noticed it.

 

He gave a faint cough and moved around the table to properly face his visitors. For a captain, he didn't act like one. Upon seeing Sakura, his scowl turned into a very wide smile… almost ear to ear right. A jolly fellow he is, Neji mused in disgust.

 

“Konoha, eh? I see…” the captain was young alright. His long black hair was held into a pony tail with some bangs falling gently onto his face. The curve of his face was gentle, yet masculine, and his nose and cheeks were finely chiselled. His eyes were the prettiest blue Sakura had ever seen. They were clear and warm all at the same time. There were no winkles on his face except the crow’s feet on his eyes and laugh lines on his cheeks. He probably smiles a lot, Sakura observed as she continued to return his gaze. “What an honour to have you in this village. Have a seat.” He directed them towards the two empty chairs in front of his desk as he again returned to his own. “I’m sorry for not properly introducing myself. My name is Fudo Shoda, captain of the daimyo’s first army.” He flashed a smile that could immediately turn any girl’s feet in jello. Sakura just returned it and hoped that that was enough.

 

Neji however, looked annoyed.

 

 “Did my men scare you?” Shoda inquired. Now, Neji’s left eye was twitching. How dare this man insult him by asking if he was scared! Why would he be? Did he think he’s a wimp? He definitely wasn't— “I apologize for their rudeness. You see, they’re just trying to protect the village from possible intruders.”

 

“Intruders?” Sakura questioned, obviously unaware of Neji’s growing impatience.

 

“Ah, you must be wondering why we’re here...” He leaned back against his chair and scratched his chin. “The Daimyo heard complaints about unknown group roaming around the village. The people fear them… well, after they stayed here overnight. The Daimyo sent us to keep the village in peace. Fortunately, we haven’t encountered any threats from them yet…”

 

This caught Neji’s attention and for the first time, “Do you have any idea who’s behind it?" Any information they gathered in this village will help the Kazekage back in Sand.

 

Shoda shook his head.

 

 "Like I said, there were no attacks after we settled here. To make the story short, we don’t know who’s causing it,” He sighed. “It was getting tiring, actually. And I don’t really think they intend to destroy this village… I assume they’re only using it for other purposes,”

 

“Like what?” Sakura assumed that the group Shoda’s talking about was the same group who kept on attacking Sand. Like Neji, she suddenly felt the urge to know more despite the many times Gaara warned her not to interfere. Ah, what the heck? He’s not here to watch your every move. You can do whatever you want… even with that thought, she wasn’t so assured. From the look Captain Shoda was giving them, it seemed he was thinking something over. Like why they were suddenly interested when they only intend to investigate on the epidemic?

 

Shoda laughed and dismissively waved a hand.

 

“We’re still trying to figure that out too,” That simply meant he refused to give any vital information. Little did he know that that only drove the two jounin’s curiosity.

 

When everything went silent, Shoda’s laughter dispersing, and both Sakura and Neji sitting still, staring at him, he swiftly changed the subject.

 

“You said you’re on a research, am I right?” The girl with the pretty bubble-gum hair caught his attention like pretty girls do. The boy beside her, though, gave him the jitters. He was too serious for his age.

 

“Yes… more like an observation,”

 

“Good. They could use some help around here…”

 

“Why do you say that?” Sakura asked.

 

“Well, there’re a lot of people getting sick lately. A couple just died two days ago,”

 

Sakura’s eyes rounded at the revelation.

 

 “Really?” Then she turned all medic mode again. “Do you have any idea what’s the cause of it?”

 

Shoda audaciously grinned, perfectly flashing his pearly white teeth. Neji cringed.

 

 “I guess this is where your investigation comes in, don’t you think?”

 

Sakura nodded, “I want to look around if you don’t mind,” She fluttered her eyelashes a bit, but not too much—just enough to affect the captain who’s obviously in to her.

 

Neji assumed there was something wrong with her eyes but the captain fortunately bought it. For a man who can’t resist pretty girls, Sakura was no exception.

 

“Why, of course… the people would appreciate it,” His teeth was once again showed and gleamed. It was weird, Neji thought distractedly.

 

No wonder they assigned this buffoon on remote villages like this… he can easily fall in any trap. Of all the many things Neji hated, it was incompetence. And this Captain Shoda in front of him was definitely a good example of that department. The light attitude, the goofy grins, aloofness and flirting with girls definitely ruined his title. He deserved no respect at all.

 

“Thank you…” All Sakura could do was fake a sheepish smile.

 

**

 

Sakura keenly observed the village while Neji decided to investigate himself. After Shoda’s revelation about the purpose of the army, Neji thought it would be best to get information from the residents themselves. As Sakura wandered around, she visited a couple of huts housing some of the people affected by the epidemic. Just like in Sand, they experienced diarrhea, inflammation and pneumonia.

 

By afternoon, she stopped her house visits and roamed further into the hub of the Village. And from there she smelled something burning. Turning around, she saw the small plantation of radishes. Ah, the Daikon thing. Curiously, she went there to check it out.

 

An old farmer warmly greeted her.

 

(1) “Ohayou, shukujo…”

 

(2) “Ohayou, ojii-san,”. Sakura politely bobbed her head with a smile. “I’m just wondering—What are you doing?” Sakura inquired as her eyes followed each vegetable thrown towards the bonfire.

 

“Ah, well,” the farmer noticed where she was looking and awkwardly scratched the back of his head, “these vegetables acquired some sort of disease. We have to burn some of them because it doesn’t taste good anymore…”

 

Sakura whipped her head towards the farmer.

 

 “How did you know?” She furrowed her brows, and then her eyes went wide. “Don’t tell me you’d been eating rotten vegetables?” She pronounced each world slowly as the cogs of her brain began working to come to this conclusion: Could it be that the diseases was caused by the vegetation and not through an infection or virus?

 

The farmer smiled in shame.

 

“Err… we’re a poor village, miss. We can’t afford to lose so many vegetables. It’s the only stuff we can eat here in order to live. We have no other choice but to eat them whether rotten or not,”

 

It hit her suddenly straight in the face! That’s it! Numerous questions filled her head and any time she’s ready to burst out.

 

“How the vegetables did have the disease?” Was her first question.

 

The farmer blinked at her sudden interest and then answered.

 

“We found out it has something to do with the water we used. A parasite fouled the radishes…”

 

“A parasite?” Sakura mentally kicked herself. How come she had never thought of that in the first place? If Tsunade-sama was here, she’ll do the honours and kick Sakura herself. “Can I take some samples?” The man looked confused. “Err—can I have one radish, please?”

 

**

 

“Where are they?” Kakashi asked bluntly as he stood behind the Kazekage who was standing on the balcony just outside of his office.

 

Gaara coolly regarded the Leaf-nin, oblivious to his foul mood.

 

“They visited a village here. It won’t take them long,”

 

“Why?”

 

“That medic thought it would be wise to investigate the source of the epidemic,”

 

“And you let her leave the village with enemies on the loose?” The white-haired jounin couldn't help but to take his anger out on Gaara. He was the one in-charge of his village and letting a medic-nin from a different village away from his proximity was reprehensible.

 

The young Kazekage, who seemed to be profoundly musing, raised his non-existent eyebrows and slightly turned towards him.

 

 “I told her not to go. The medic however… is persistent,” Somehow, Kakashi understood his point. Sakura sometimes get a little stubborn to get what she wants. “I gave her my permission, on one condition. And that is to take one of you with her,”

 

“And she took Hyuuga with her...” Kakashi said more to himself than to Gaara.

 

Gaara looked blankly at him.

 

“If this Hyuuga is the one you’re looking for, then I'd assume as much,”

 

Kakashi really was upset at the sudden disappearance of Sakura and Neji. Oh no, he wasn’t disappointed with Sakura’s intentions of ending the epidemic. He wasn’t against that at all. It was just the fact that she had Neji accompany her instead of him that bothered him—a lot.

 

“Is there anything else you want?” Gaara abruptly interrupted Kakashi's train of thoughts.

 

“No, Kazekage-sama,” He stiffly gave a small bow and straightened again. “Thank you for your time,”

 

For some odd reason, Gaara enjoyed looking at the older jounin in front of him. He detected emotions… emotions that weren’t pleasant, within his exposed eye. Even with the hitai-ate and mask, he could tell the man was troubled, which he guessed had something to do with that pink-haired wench. It was interesting to watch human beings bend to the will of their emotions.

 

Once Kakashi had left him on the balcony, he too left the fresh air for the warm office to mull things over. His eyes drifted to the wreckage that had been his desk.

 

Where was Maiya? And more importantly, where was his new desk?

 

**

 

“Found anything?” Was the greeting Sakura received from Neji as she reached the village entrance.

 

Sakura triumphantly grinned.

 

“Yup…” She held out the hand clutching the bag containing the contaminated radish.

 

Neji did not question the vegetable; he simply turned and began walking.

 

“How was your investigation?” She asked once she had caught up with him.

 

Neji shrugged with indifference.

 

“They all said the same thing,”

 

Sakura frowned.

 

“And that is…?”

 

“The one Captain Shoda told us,”

 

“Oh.” Then she slightly turned her head to glance at her once-again silent companion. “Umm, where are we going?”

 

“He said we can stay inside the barracks,”

 

“What?!” Sakura conveyed her shock and disappointment. “It’s too loud in there! I can’t carry on with my research with guffawing soldiers!” All of a sudden, her other emotions melted away to suspicion. She was certain she made a good impression on the handsome captain a few hours ago. Surely, he wouldn’t treat them roughly by having them stay in the barracks. She thought she deserved more than that…at least a hut or an abandoned warehouse. Warehouse? At least it would be less rowdy than the soldier’s quarters.

 

Unless… her companion did something that made the Captain Shoda upset. “You did something awful, didn’t you?”

 

With natural impassiveness, the Hyuuga genius feigned innocence above her notion of the situation.

 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Unfortunately that didn’t work with Sakura.

 

“Neji…”

 

“…”

 

“Tell me!” Sakura abruptly stopped and saucily planted her hands on her hips.

 

Again, another shrug.

 

“...Told him not to be a dog all the time...”

 

Sakura openly gaped.

 

“You did not!” No wonder they were being mistreated. Neji just insulted the Captain, for Pete’s sake! And by the looks of it, he seemed very smug at what he had done. How could he still feel haughty over something as appalling as insulting the Daimyo’s captain? “Why?!” And here, when she'd thought everything had been going so well, Neji had to ruin it.

 

“Captain or not, he’s still a dog,” He side-glanced and continued, “—especially with pink-haired girls who can easily manipulate men when they want to.”

 

Peeved, Sakura muttered, “Its called tactic,”

 

“Ah yes,” he nodded, “and perfectly executed. Congratulations,”

 

Sakura glared hard.

 

“Seriously, Neji. Your sarcasm is going to be the death of me,"

 

Neji’s arrogant smirk never faltered. “That man will chase anyone wearing a skirt. And you used that as an ace in the manipulation, or so-called tactic,”

 

“Neji…” she growled warningly.

 

“I only did the right thing. He’s a shame to the army…” Ah, yes, just what you would expect from such a self-righteous, straightforward, whiz kid.

 

“And we ended up staying at the barracks for the night,". She was upset, there was no denying that. And what upset her even more was that Neji seemed he didn't care what the outcome had done to her.

 

Neji saw many—and I mean oodles-of emotions play out on Sakura’s face. That obviously made him anxious.

 

“Look, no one will bother you as long as I’m there. If one soldier dare touch you, I’ll cut their hands off,”

 

Sakura rolled her eyes.

 

“Sure, that makes me feel so much better,” Again, she started using her legs to walk; only now she was leading the way.

 

Neji followed.

 

“Are you upset?”

 

“Just as long as you live up to your promise, I won’t be mad at you,”

 

“I stick to my promises, Haruno,” He sounded quite offended.

 

Sakura sighed, “I know that, Hyuuga-san.”

 

When he was able to catch up with her, he tried to change the subject.

 

“Will you tell me what you’ve found out so far?”

 

“Some parasite was infecting the vegetation,” Sakura replied.

 

“A parasite? If a person died from it, you should’ve seen worms, right?”

 

Sakura nodded.

 

“But I wasn’t able to check any dead patients since we arrived. I don’t know why Sand’s medics hadn’t detected it yet,”

 

“Perhaps they haven’t encountered diseases like this before,”

 

“True,” Sakura knew Sand’s medics weren’t as trained as well as Konoha’s and some of the other hidden villages. They weren’t really developed in that field since they were usually busy building up their defences. Sand’s medics excelled more in nursing. It was a wise decision for Gaara to acquire help from Leaf. In that way, the plague will hopefully be stopped, and their medics would be able to learn something new. “At least they’re right about something, though. They suspected it was the water from Sand’s well. Contrary to that, I doubt that they’re suspecting the wrong resources. I found a creek near the village and it was contaminated. The farmers said they had used that water for their agriculture, and I guess the parasite’s egg incubated on the vegetables they were growing. Granted, the vegetables were exported to other parts of the Wind country and beyond...so I wouldn’t be too surprised if Tsunade-sama is encountering the same problem back in Konoha,”

 

**

 

Meanwhile, somewhere back in Konoha…

 

Pant…

 

Pant…

 

Pant…

 

Grr…

 

“Oi, Lee, are you alright?” Tenten curiously watched her friend’s contorting face as he jogged in place right beside her. They were heading home from a restaurant after eating lunch with Kiba and Chouji, and once they were outside, Rock Lee started acting all weird—weirder than he already was.

 

Lee’s face turned from one in pain to one in excruciating torture as sweat broke freely down his face. He hugged his stomach where various sounds were coming from. When Lee started jogging faster, Tenten felt extremely worried.

 

“Lee—?”

 

Rock Lee didn’t let her finish and suddenly burst out, “Gyaaa!!! Bathroom! Bathroom!” an awful and embarrassing sight, may I add, as he started running off with inhuman speed.

 

Tenten vaguely remembered that time when they witnessed Lee’s reaction after eating the famous ‘Curry of Life’.

 

 “No, it’s worse than that…” Then she realized that Lee was now too far away. “Oi, Lee! Wait up!” And she too broke into a run.

 

**

 

Neji calmly nodded.

 

“I see…” Then out of the blue, he asked, “When do we leave?”

 

This time, it was Sakura’s turn to smirk.

 

 “Aren’t you eager to get out of here?”

 

Neji closed his eyes, the left one twitching with scorn tugging at his lips.

 

“Think whatever you want,”

 

In a reproachful manner, Sakura shook her head.

 

“Whatever has the Captain has done to you? Why hate him so when, in fact, he’s handsome, generous and—”

 

“He’s annoying,” Neji curtly interrupted.

 

Sakura threw her hands in the air in defeat

 

“Fine. But refrain from insulting him again, won't you? Or next time we'll be sleeping on the forest floor,”

 

**

 

“Nara!”

 

Shikamaru grumbled something incomprehensible and turned to the other side of the futon. He covered himself with the comforter in an attempt to block the noise.

 

“Nara, get up!”

 

He was roughly kicked on the stomach and that effectively brought him back from dreamland.

 

“Ffffuuuck!”

 

Out of irritation, he threw off the comforter, sat-up and glared at the bastard that kicked him and had woken him up. Whoever it was, he'd kick them ten times! He was having a peaceful sleep—for once!!! Is that too much to ask? “What the fuck is it?" He asked with bleary eyes, blinking rapidly to let them adjust to the dark. And once he had completed that task, he noticed the tall shadow standing beside his bed.

 

“They’re here,".

 

That voice…

 

“Kakashi?” Shikamaru sounded doubtful. Why would Kakashi visit his room so late? Unless they were being attacked—He quickly forced his mind to function properly and digested Kakashi’s words. “What do you mean?”

 

“They spotted something nearing the village. It’s them, I think…” he too was surprised when Kankurou incessantly banged on his door to tell him the details.

 

“We're going to scout,” He informed an alarmed Shikamaru. “Kazekage’s orders,". He then went to exit the room, pausing before he left. “Five minutes, Nara,” With that he was gone.

 

Dragging himself up while grumbling a colourful string of curses, Shikamaru started to dress in haste. Another string of curses came because of his stubborn pants. They weren't cooperating with him, and that pissed him off more. “Dammit!”

 

Finally getting himself dressed the right way, he rushed outside.

 

He figured this was going to be a long night.

 

TBC

 

1.       “Good morning, young lady.”

2.       “Good morning, mister (term for old men).”

3.       Daikon- radish

Path of thorns [Chapter 13]

Chapter Thirteen

 

Fake Epidemic

 

When she arrived at his office, she found it empty much to her surprise. With no other choice, she wandered through the halls and rooms in search for Gaara. Soon she found herself standing in front of the stairs heading to the rooftop. He’s probably up there doing his victory dance while the miserable ol’ me wanders around for his amusement. She’s starting to hate Gaara more and more. You should hate him. He tried to kill you before, what difference does it make now? Taking the steps in a steady pace, she finally reached the top and as what was expected, his dark figure stood there, watching his people move around below. I should have known… Sakura glared and crossed her arms, waiting for him to say something for she knew he was aware of her presence behind him.

 

“You’re late,” he said with incredible nonchalance.

 

“It wouldn’t hurt to tell me where exactly I’m supposed to go, don’t you think?” her sarcasm dripped like acid.

 

“Should I punish the medic for not telling you?” he spoke like it was the most normal thing to do.

 

“If you didn’t scare her, she probably would’ve never missed that tid bit of information.” She muttered as she started walking towards his direction and stood a few feet away from him; for safety measures of course.

 

Sakura was never fond of silence. And so she struck a conversation by breaking it first. “Why am I here?” hesitantly, she glanced at him and saw his eyes still trailed somewhere down the village. She could almost see the wheels turning as he contemplated on the right words to answer.

 

“I don’t see any progress.”

 

“On what?”

 

“The plague.”

”Oh,” she uncrossed her arms and replied, “I was planning to tell you—”

 

“When?” Gaara curtly intervened.

 

Sakura felt the urge to roll her eyes but fought against it, “When I prove my theories are right.”

 

“Tell me now.” He demanded.

 

Yeah, can’t upset you more, can I? She cleared her throat and started, “I doubt that it’s an epidemic, Kazekage-sama.”

 

This time, Gaara did bother to turn his head and glare at her albeit questioningly. “Enlighten me.”

 

“In my three days observation, I found out that the disease was not communicable. An infected mother breast fed her baby yesterday. But the baby did not acquire the mother’s disease. We have seen no symptoms on the child when we checked him this morning.”

 

“Why is everyone suffering from the same sickness if it’s not epidemic?”

 

“Everyone is sick, yes. But their signs and symptoms varied. In a family, only one dies while the rest of the members suffered from a long-term fever.”

 

“Then what do you think it is?” he again turned away and went back to watching the people below.

 

“It’s poisoning, Kazekage-sama. One man complained he acquired the disease after drinking the water from the well. But still I doubt that assumption. I don’t think it’s the water since I myself had been drinking the same water for three days.”

 

“If it’s not the water, then what is?” Sakura paused and that caught his attention. He turned to look at her and saw her eyes hesitantly looking at him. That again made him curious, “Speak.”

 

Sakura slightly glared at him and then finally gave-up. Confidently, she stood straight and looked at him unwaveringly, “I need to investigate.” Another pause and, “That requires me to leave and inspect the other villages surrounding Sand.”

 

Gaara looked at her impassively but she could tell he was thinking it thoroughly. An uncomfortable silence washed over the two after the proclamation from her. She suddenly felt nervous underneath Gaara’s scrutiny. Will he kill her for her boldness?

 

“I only need three days. I’ll inspect the nearest village. After that I’ll go back as soon as it’s over.” She hoped that would help. Still Gaara didn’t say anything. A little more encouraging. “While travelling, I observed some of the villages near Sand were suffering from the same disease as well. I need to investigate and—”

 

“Dangerous.” Gaara cut her off.

 

“But I have to…”

 

“I will not permit it.”

 

“When will you let me handle things on my own?” Sakura’s temper was clearly rising. She had her arms in Akimbo. Every request she made, he would deliberately dismiss it even if it’s the most vital thing to do.

 

“What if you die?” he casually asked.

 

So like you—straight and precise to the point Goodness…  “Why does everyone assume I’ll die?” growling, she went on, “I can take care of myself, Gaara-san! If ever something bad happens to me, that’s my fault!”

 

Now Gaara was upset, he glared at her again. “If you’re smart as what you assumed to be, then you’ll do as I say.” He silently added, Or do you want to die? The fact that this girl could easily irk him and defy his every words, which was law in this country, annoyed and at the same time; amaze him. She was the first person to ever stand up to him, not only as Gaara of the Dessert but as Kazekage as well. Even his sister couldn’t find the will to confront his decisions. They follow whatever he says just so to please him and to avoid any unpleasant arguments. And then this woman came with bravado as tall as the skies above. She’s predictable, yes. That was why he’s taking advantage of it through verbal abuse. But her predictability was hard for Gaara to tolerate. What did he want from this girl? Respect of course. Does he have the possibility to gain it? Impossible.

 

“If I don’t do this, we won’t solve anything.”

 

“Is there any other way?”

 

Sakura groaned in frustration, quickly realizing she wouldn’t get away so easily. “No.”

 

There was silence again and this time, Sakura wished it to last just for a few more minutes. She had enough of hearing Gaara’s never ending questions and witty come backs. She was growing tired and sleep was what she wanted.

 

“Very well.” He closed his eyes and nodded his head, “You can go.”

 

Sakura could not believe it. She convinced him… he actually agreed on something she suggested. For the first time during her stay in Sand, she felt elated. The feeling of someone trusting her with her decisions for once made her really happy. “R-really?”

 

“Someone must accompany you.” His jade eyes once again appeared.

 

Okay, so maybe he still doesn’t trust your skills too much… but it’s a start! With a sigh, she asked, “Who do you suggest?”

 

Gaara shrugged his shoulders, “Whoever from your team. Choose wisely.”

 

Sakura huffed “Don’t question my ability to choose…” she quietly said to herself yet she knew Gaara heard all of it.

 

“I’m giving you two days.”

 

“What??” she instantly whipped her head towards him, “I said three, didn’t I!”

 

Gaara finally moved around to face her. Sakura suddenly felt awkward facing him but tried not to show it. “There’s a small town near the border. It will only take you one day to get there.”

 

“Fine.” Suddenly, she felt her personal space was invaded. In a blink of an eye, Gaara was standing behind her, his chest touching her back while his mouth neared her ear. Coldness shot down her spine the moment she felt his darkness envelope her.

 

“Your insolence displeases me.” He said in the eeriest way that can make any human, let it be a man or a woman, squeal like wuss.

 

How could you forget your addressing the Kazekage?? How could you forget that he’s Gaara? How?? Sometimes, Sakura should learn how to shut her mouth. Her way of talking and approaching people didn’t save her ass all the time. There are different people in this world. And Gaara’s one of those who you can’t easily bring sunshine upon. He’s not an ordinary man, Sakura… you can’t be sarcastic in front of him… you have no right… She swallowed a lump down her throat. Funny how one minute they were exchanging wits and the next thing he was giving her a death threat. If only Sand didn’t have the duty to prove their loyalty to Leaf, he would’ve discarded her without any hesitations.

 

“Really?” she whispered, trying to conceal the unsteadiness of her voice.

 

“Talk back like that again and I will not hesitate to—eliminate you.” And without further ado, he was gone into thin air.

 

Sakura wasn’t able to move around to see where he went. But she assumed he was probably gone down stairs leaving her cold and nervous all at the same time.

 

She could’ve died right then and there.

 

**

 

For the past few days of locking himself inside the Uchiha main house, people started to worry about him. He received constant visits from his friends every now and then much to his annoyance. He had been craving for peace and yet these people who call themselves his friends kept bothering him. He wanted to be alone, even if that required him to brood until Sakura returns. After that talk with Naruto, he’d done a lot of thinking over his situation with his supposedly, future bride. It had been days since she and Kakashi had been away from their mission and the desire to talk to her heightened more in each passing days. He wanted to see her. If only Tsunade would allow him to follow her to Sand, he would’ve done it a long time ago.

 

It was a cold afternoon in Konoha since winter finally arrived. Sasuke stayed in his old room, watching the snow cover the once green garden outside. He used to remember doing the same thing as well, watching the snow with his mother. Mikoto usually accompanied him since his father was mostly away and Itachi… well, Itachi was always outside, seeking power in an early age. It was times like this when his mother would lay his head on her lap and stroke his hair until he fell asleep. It was one of those memories he couldn’t erase despite how much he tried. It remained there no matter what.

 

His reverie however was disturbed by the sudden opening of the shoji door. Keeping his poker-face, he glanced back, refusing to look like he was surprised. Come to think of it, he shouldn’t be surprised at all since people tend to intrude his household a lot more often for the past few days.

 

This time, it was Ino.

 

“What do you want?” how many times did he ask that question? I lost count…

 

“Sasuke,” the usually loud Yamanaka Ino called his name in the softest way.

 

He turned his head again, hoping that the blonde leave him alone before he snapped at her. They’ve been getting on his nerves and he wouldn’t hesitate letting them feel what it was like to be bothered this much.

 

The soft thud of her footsteps confirmed that she entered the room without his permission and sat right behind him only a few feet away. “Sasuke, come on.”

 

“Whatever you say, it will not affect me.” His voice sounded distant as he said it.

 

“How long will you lock yourself here?” again, Ino surprised him by not speaking in her trademark shrilling voice.

 

Silence…

 

And then…

 

“Sakura…” he only spoke her name, hoping she would understand.

 

“She won’t return until next week.” The blonde reasoned pathetically.

 

“Then I’ll wait.”

 

“You can’t starve yourself to death! You have to live, Sasuke. Sakura will be upset if she finds out!”

 

Ever since Sasuke locked himself, everyone assumed he had never eaten nor slept in the past few days. But they thought wrong of course. He’s not stupid. He was human after all and he knew what’s best for his body. He stocked enough food and usually dozed off when he was done brooding. People just can’t understand that. The whole stereotype of ‘brooding Sasuke’ tortuously kills him.

 

“I’m fine,” he spat quite bitterly, “I’ll come out when she’s back.”

 

“What will you do then?” Ino asked the inevitable. Sasuke fell silent for a moment. Ino took this advantage to continue. “Tell her that you made a mistake… that you love her and sincerely want to marry her?” she made it sounded so incredulous, Sasuke kept his temper in check.

 

“So?”

 

“Sasuke!” Ino whined, “It wouldn’t be the same!” then softly she added, “It would never be the same…”

 

Sasuke felt his blood boil. His hands balled instinctively, “She said she loved me…”

 

“And you rejected her.”

 

“It’s not too late.”

 

Ino pitied the broken man before her. The man she and Sakura used to admire sat here, silent and heart-broken. Who would’ve thought he’d actually fall in love? And not to just any other girl, but Sakura. The same girl he used to ignore since childhood.

 

“You’re wrong.” Ino said, “Believe what you want to believe, Sasuke. But you can’t turn back the time… you can only wish you did something different back then… back when Sakura still loved you.”

 

Sasuke knew she was right but was afraid to admit it even to himself. He couldn’t face the reality that he didn’t matter to her anymore. To her, he was only just a friend, a former team-mate. That’s it. “She told me—”

 

“She won’t tell you again.” Ino cut him off. She didn’t want him to expect something that would never happen. She knew Sakura better than anyone else. She was her best friend. And that look she saw in Sakura’s eyes when she asked her to help her escape her wedding, she knew it was over. Sasuke already missed his chance.

 

Sasuke was hesitant to ask but still went on, “She’s in-love with someone else.” He said it more like a statement than a question.

 

“Honestly…” Ino let her eyes fall on the floor, “I don’t know…”

 

Again, silence conquered the two of them.

 

“I need to be alone,” was all he said to dismiss her.

 

Ino didn’t protest and left the room silently.

 

**

 

Kakashi watched the woman in front of him consume another cup of sake, hissing as she dropped the cup on the table with a thud. Man, this woman was tough. They’d been talking for hours and still his mission of getting information out of her was left unsuccessful.

 

“Good shakeee…” the woman slurred, her head lolling from one to side to the other as she propped her chin on her hand to keep her awake. “You should shrink morsh if you wansh, presshy boy….”

 

Kakashi sheepishly grinned and scratched his cheek, “I think you had enough.” Really, if he was not getting any information from this one, he was willing to call it a night. He’ll try again tomorrow.

 

The woman waved in the air, shaking her head, “No-no, I’m fine...pht…” a little bit annoyed, she blew a stray hair away from her face.

 

Kakashi blinked at the act and then smiled. For someone who can’t handle alcohol, she’s quite cute. For hours of talking and drinking, she removed her glasses, tossed away her hair tie and let the waves of chestnut locks rest behind her back and over her shoulders. What was her name again? Ah, Maiya. She’s fairly attractive and he could tell many men around here were quite smitten by her. The looks they’re sending towards her were very evident. During their conversation, he found out that she had been working for the Kazekage for two years right after the previous one resigned. She said most of Gaara’s assistants couldn’t handle his unpredictable temper and not to mention… his reputation as a merciless killer way before he had Shukaku. Maiya proudly proclaimed herself as the longest assistant to ever stand him. She talked a lot despite of the strict appearance she made the first time they met in Gaara’s office. Kakashi tolerated her non-stop nattering about her life, her family and some friends. She was like that until Kakashi asked something about Sand’s situation and how the Kazekage’s handling it. Despite of her drunken state, she refused to answer him and said it was against policy to tell anyone without the Kazekage’s permission.

 

All the silence and secretiveness made him more curious. He was suspicious with the unknown enemy fiasco. Why do I have the feeling that Akatsuki’s behind all of this? What do they want? Akatsuki once attacked Sand in order to extract Shukaku from Gaara’s body. But since Shukaku’s gone, what more could they want? Perhaps Gaara was asking himself the same thing as well.  

 

Kakashi never believed Sasuke when he said Itachi was dead; nor that the Akatsuki no longer existed. Many tried to believe him because at that time as well, they had not heard anything concerning the group. Whatever Sasuke’s reason for telling them that lie was still left unknown. Orochimaru’s still alive somewhere. There’s a possibility he’s a part of this. Just like the Akatsuki, they never heard of Orochimaru since Sasuke came back. There were no unusual attacks until this mission. I wouldn’t be surprised to see Tsunade preparing everyone for another war… But then, that didn’t stop him from wondering why Sand was not completely cooperative with this mission. Yes, they wanted medics and that was all their concern yet he remembered Sakura complaining to him how unfair Gaara was for not letting her fight. She said something about ‘stopping the epidemic as her only duty and that she should not interfere with the war’. Could it be that Sand doesn’t trust anyone? Even Konoha? His fear was when Gaara suddenly assumed that he couldn’t trust anyone and everyone will betray Sand… most importantly his trust. That could probably the reason why he’s so reluctant… Gaara inherited his father’s position and he thinks about his village’s safety rather than anything else. Or maybe he just doesn’t want his people to hate him… again. It sounded more like redemption. He hurt them before and now he wants to protect them for their absolution.

 

He was quickly drawn away from his thoughts when Maiya dropped another cup she consumed. “I want more! More! More! Sake is good! Taste so good! So I want more, more, MORE!!!” she wildly sang in the most awful voice he’d ever heard.

 

Kakashi hopelessly shook his head. I’m not getting any information from this one…

 

**

 

How dare you. The piles of paperwork on his table could burn into smithereens by the death glare he bestowed over it with the rage he was feeling. Right after that rather, interesting conversation he had with that medic nin, Gaara returned to his sanctuary, trying to control his anger. Despite of the years he tried to manage his temper, that girl easily sent his nerves haywire. Her sarcasm, her wit, everything about her and the way she talked annoyed him. For years of living silently, his world turned completely upside down when those Konoha nins came in. He knew they only meant trouble. If only his sister never suggested getting help from Konoha, this would’ve never happened.

 

Why does he despise the hidden leaf, anyway?

 

Who said he despised the village?

 

He just wanted to be cautious of his actions and the people around him.

 

In war, he couldn’t trust anyone.

 

And that he didn’t want another burden slung over his overloaded shoulders.

 

When nins from Konoha arrived, he was suddenly compelled to take care of them. Even though Konoha-nins are known to be the strongest and most skilful shinobis among all villages, he couldn’t risk the chances of letting harm befall them. If one of them gets hurt or eventually—dies, Sand’s ties with Konoha will shatter. And he couldn’t let that happen… not now that Sand’s under a crucial situation.

 

That girl’s making this hard for me and I-don’t-like-it. If it was possible, his eyes narrowed further while he gritted his teeth in attempts of preventing himself from destroying the table again.

 

-

 

“I can take care of myself, Gaara-san! If ever something bad happens to me, that’s my fault!”

 

-

 

Her voice echoed like scraping metal against the insides of his head and that caused him a headache. And that’s when he decided…

 

…  he destroyed the table into pieces.

 

Ah, poor, poor Maiya. She was expected to replace that first thing in the morning.

 

TBC

Path of thorns [CHapter 12]

Chapter Twelve

 

Formalities between the killer and his prey

 

It took them a day to reach the edge of the forest that was separating Sand from the last village they stayed at. It was a fast travel, yes, but they’re obviously a day behind the promised date of their arrival. They all knew the Kazekage wouldn’t be too pleased. They reached the border when a group of three sand nins eyed them suspiciously. They appeared filthy from the travelling but none cared about their appearance. Just as long as they got their job done, everything was fine.

 

Inevitably, one of the nins questioned, “State your business.”

 

“A consular mission instructed by the Hokage of Konoha.” Kakashi spoke to the nins who were responsible for Sand’s security, showing them a scroll written by Tsunade herself. “We’re here by the Kazekage’s request. Leaf’s fifth Hokage gave us her consent.” He gave them the papers signed by the Hokage and the request letter of the Kazekage. The three nins affirmed the papers and started rummaging through their luggage. Kakashi, Shikamaru and Neji looked unruffled as the inspection was done. Sakura, however, thought it was unnecessary. Perhaps the current attacks caused paranoia. She looked over her team of medics and noticed them nervously giving them their things.

 

Once the bag inspection was over, they were led towards the post and waited for their pass.

 

“Is it rude if I pull their eyes out?” Sakura murmured at Kakashi while glaring at the Sand nins who continuously kept a watchful eye towards their group.

 

“They’re doing it for their own safety, Sakura. We’re all very aware of their situation.” Kakashi replied in a low voice while eyeing the sand nins as well. It was rather surprising that no enemies attacked them so far and in situations like this, Kakashi thought it was odd.

 

As they travelled further, the grass of the pasture slowly disappeared and turned into a golden coverlet of sand. The weather changed from windy to irritatingly warm as they headed further into the Sand country. The group decided to walk instead of running for it was starting to get unbearably hot. Hours went by before they reached almost halfway towards the village. They camped in the middle of the desert to spend the night, all throwing away their blankets in order to let the warm breeze somehow cool them down. The next day however was torture. The sun attacked them viciously, biting their skin like sharp blades as they neared the group of dry mountains surrounding the village of sand.

 

Finally! Sakura triumphantly danced inside her head. I will give anything for water… She was parched as the sand sea beneath them. She looked over her team and noticed them in the same state. As usual, Kakashi, Shikamaru and Neji refused to show any weakness and kept their faces straight. Although, Shikamaru seems to be failing miserably. His eyes drooped tiredly and she could tell he will give anything for a nice soft bed to collapse in. Actually, she too wishes the same thing as well.

 

They entered the village and noticed the square buildings, Sakura assumed as houses for Sand people. Her vision turned everything into the warmest touch of brown and gold. The sun was unforgiving, frying everything underneath without hesitation. Oh my god my brain’s melting… She couldn’t describe the how happy she felt when the first building to welcome their eyes was an inn.

 

“Rest,” Kakashi said before everyone else head towards their respective bedrooms. “Someone may have informed the Kazekage about our arrival by now. We’ll meet here tomorrow morning.” As they all nodded and went to leave, Kakashi took Sakura’s arm and pulled her back. “Not you. We’re going to visit him now.”

 

“But I thought you said…”

 

“The Kazekage asked for your assistance and we owe it to him that you show up the moment we arrive.” He released her arm and started walking outside. Sakura closely followed behind. “I’ll accompany you there.”

 

Because of the heat, Sakura almost forgot the real reason why they visited Sand. She abided with Kakashi’s request and set aside her need for sleep until next week. The receptionist kindly advised them not to stray separately since the area was currently unsafe. Everyone else in Sand was notified to stay alert at all times and not to mention, stay inside their homes too for the time being until the plague wanes.

 

They went outside and suddenly noticed the absence of people. The whole area was so quiet; you can almost hear the rustling of sand as the wind blew in. Sakura trudged with heavy feet while observing each corner vigilantly. All the buildings looked exactly the same except for the few signs attached on stores and other public stations.

 

“Are we there yet?” Sakura asked, wincing at the way her voice rasped. Her poor, poor throat.

 

“I’m not sure…” even Kakashi’s voice showed the evidence of dehydration. She noticed his shoulders drooped slightly as they walked further.

 

“Don’t you think we should find some official or something?” she used her hand to keep the sun from hurting her eyes, squinting as she tried to envisage the outlying part of the village. “Going ‘round in circles won’t help us. If I faint here, you have to drag me back.”

 

Kakashi chuckled, “Sure as long as you do the same thing to me.”

 

“I carried you when you were drunk, Kakashi. What difference does it make?” she sardonically replied.

 

“This time, I’ll make it much harder for you. If I have to double my weight, I’ll do it.”

 

“Yeah, do that and I’ll bury you alive.” Despite of her comment, she silently laughed when she heard him chuckle in return.

 

She knew their petty argument was meant to boost up their remaining energy. All the travelling and the heat overly wearied them out and laughter always makes things less strenuous.

 

They continued walking and finally, one Sand nin took pity and led them towards the Kazekage’s building. As they walked there, the jounin explained why everyone else chose to ignore them. They were frightened, and who wouldn’t be after being tricked twice by unknown nins who continuously harass them.

 

“We’re afraid you’re one of them too but…” the jounin nonchalantly said as they neared their destination, “…since we’re informed about nins from Konoha will come to help us and noticed the Village signs you carry,” he pointed on Kakashi’s hitai-ate, “we assumed you’re the people sent here to end the epidemic.”

 

Kakashi couldn’t help but ask, “How are things around here? Has another attack occurred these past few days?”

 

The jounin looked reluctant to answer yet he did so with very few words, “A warning, that’s all.”

 

“What do you mean?” Sakura frowned over his answer.

 

“Well… some part of the village were bombed two days ago. They say it’s a sort of… warning for the Kazekage to start building his troops. It was rather confusing and frightening at the same time. We will never know if we’re safe today, tomorrow or next week. Vigilance is a must here…”

 

Soon they reached the village and the jounin went on his way.

 

“This looks awfully serious, Kakashi.” Sakura noted as she watched the jounin disappear on the horizon.

 

He ignored her comment and made a move to enter the Kazekage’s office, “Let’s go.”

 

Once they went in, Sakura felt the urge to kiss the walls for becoming her comfort zone. The room was cool enough and it definitely sheltered her away from the awful sun. Wiping the sweat on her forehead, Sakura followed Kakashi as he started walking further into the hall. It was a blessing, really, just to stand here and shield herself, especially while viewing the hotness of the outside world through the building’s square windows. She was too occupied staring off that she didn’t notice the lady sitting outside the Kazekage’s room, who Kakashi assumed was his secretary.

 

“May I help you?” the woman addressed him in deadpanned voice. It seemed she herself wasn’t enjoying the heat as well. She was the same age as Anko with chestnut hair tied in a bun and wore thick rimmed glasses.

 

“We’re here to see the Kazekage. I have brought his requested medic nin from Konoha.” He tipped his head towards Sakura’s direction.

 

“I see.” The woman said in a clipped tone, “Go in, he’s waiting for you.”

 

Kakashi smiled his thanks and turned to grab Sakura away from her daydreaming. “Don’t you dare go to lala land without me.” He softly murmured in order for her to hear his comment alone and she giggled in return. “He wishes to see you. I’ll wait for you here.” He said and automatically plopped down the nearby chairs. With a nod, she went towards the door separating her and the Kazekage and cautiously knocked.

 

“Enter.” A deep muffled voice said within the room and took the opportunity to enter the room.

 

The vision before her surprised her nonetheless. There stood the Kazekage, now tall and matured from the years of not seeing each other. He was still the same Gaara of the Dessert. Deep mahogany brown hair, emotionless jade eyes… well, except the clothes he was wearing; more fit for a ruler… or something that will differ him from the others. And the gourd, of course was gone. Why would he even carry that thing around when he’s got a town-full of sand around him anyway?

 

He was standing behind his desk, arms crossed, glaring down on the pile of scrolls on the damned mahogany table, eyeing it in hopes of burning it down. Despite of his blank image, he looked extremely upset right now.

 

Closing the door behind her, she walked in baby-steps, “Kazekage-sama…” Sakura formally bowed her head but kept her eyes locked on Gaara’s dark form. He had settled on ignoring her for awhile since his eyes were obviously still trained on the scrolls. Somehow, she felt insulted. She wanted to demand his attention but immediately realized the harm it could do to their current situation. Gaara of the Dessert was no man who easily follow orders from a measly medic nin like her. During the Chuunin exams, he was hardly tamed by Baki. Who is she to even dare to tame him now? Not from someone he tried to kill seven years ago.

 

Finally, after the long silence that he finally took notice of, Gaara lifted his eyes and studied the girl before him. He showed no signs of confusion but still it showed that he was trying to recall where he had seen Sakura before. And it dawned on him, seven years ago during the finals of Chuunin exam. The girl he pinned on a tree while he fought with Naruto. Also, one of his rescuers when he was kidnapped. Ah, that girl. He mused, still looking at her with his eerie jade eyes.

 

Come on, keep yourself together. Chin up, stand straight… speak for Pete’s sake! Inhaling to calm her nerves, she said, “By the order of the fifth Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village, I am here as requested by the Kazekage of Hidden Sand Village.” She bowed again, this time to show her utter respect.

 

“I heard you travelled with three other jounins.” Gaara’s voice sounded so smooth yet so cold around the room.

 

“Yes. And with four medic trainees as well.” She answered, still retaining her bowing position, “We are here to help stop the epidemic.”

 

“How long is your service?” without looking up, she could tell he moved around his desk by the soft footfalls and the rustle of his clothing.

 

“As long as it is needed…” she carefully replied. Tsunade-sama did instruct her to stay until the problem was solved. Once the Epidemic was over, she and the others would return to Konoha immediately.

 

There was silence for a moment before Gaara decided to speak again, “Your safety is assured. There’s one thing I must clear before this conversation ends.” Then he paused, “Stand straight.”

 

His offhand command reached her ears and immediately she did as what she was told. She stood straight and was able to face the Kazekage properly. He was now standing before his desk but he still kept his arms crossed.

 

“The battlefield is no concern of yours. You will stay in the hospital and heal my people. Your interference is clearly unaccepted.”

 

This information irked her, noting that her abilities were once again questioned and underestimated, “But what if my assistance is needed?”

 

“It’ll never happen.”

“What if I want to protect myself?”

 

“As I said, your safety is assured.”

 

Her eyes narrowed, “You’re not being reasonable.” Great, their first meeting and she’s starting to piss him off. Yep, they’ll get along just fine.

 

Gaara glared at the obstinate female, “You are from another village. If something happens to you, your Hokage will not be pleased.”

 

As if seeing light at the end of a never ending tunnel, Sakura finally understood. He’s just trying avoid anything that would destroy the friendship between Sand and Leaf. If something did happen to her and her team, Sand will be questioned and the treaty will be overthrown. “I understand…” she said, nodding and letting her eyes fall on the ground in shame.

 

Again; with unreadable emotion except for the gleam in his eyes that clearly said, I-told-you-so in a manner that annoyed the shit out of her. She has to get out of here before she says something stupid again.

 

“You’re dismissed.” Was all he said before he turned and started glaring on the scrolls again. Weird.

 

“Hai.” With one final bow, she turned and exited the room.

 

That was one weird exchange of formalities.

 

**

 

The hospital was unbearable, especially the tent specifically built to house all those who caught the epidemic. Cries of pain sounded like nails against blackboard, screeching until the brain bleeds and ends up like a puddle of poo on the ground. And the smell… a combination of sterilized equipments, sweat, blood and pus. Just the smell you need when you’re about to eat a mouth-watering bento box with different maki’s and sushi’s inside and a rice with a fermented cherry on top.

 

It had been three days since they arrived and boy, Sakura had the urge to quit and go back to Konoha. But of course she didn’t have the will to do that. She was a medic and it is her duty to care for people until they’re nursed back to their health. And not to mention the treaty between her and the Kazekage who seemed to ignore her sufferings and sacrifices would be in danger.

 

Her team wasn’t all that bad. Daigaro and the others were doing pretty well with their practicum despite of the toxicity of the situation. Patients were having trouble with breathing, having infection, blood-shot eyes and cyanotic skin. Sakura assumed it was poisoning, whether through food, air or water. The medics there proved her right and said the same thing. They told her it happened a few weeks ago when the first attack occurred. The village was in shambles and enemies could freely access in and out through the area without being traced. They also said the first patient reported that the water from the well was consumed by him and his family. After doing so, they felt unbearable pain on the stomach until their limbs felt weak and numb. The pain was attacking from the inside and eating its way through the surface of the dermis area of the skin, causing an infection and the continuous distribution of pus.

 

They would’ve finished their duty in one week if only there weren’t any threats coming from Sand’s invisible enemies. During her five day stay in Sand, she experienced almost three distractions and had to hide into the underground floor of the hospital until the attacks were over. It was an awful experience, avoiding battles and not be able to fight for yourself. It was like being an invalid; deprived from walking or from doing something productive.

 

And so the next day, she confronted him again about this.

 

“It’s obviously not fair. I think we medics should fight as long as it is required.”

 

“The underground floor’s not built for your proposition.” That eerie voice of ‘speak-more-I’ll-kill-you’ haunted her ears. “Not unless things won’t work my way. Only then I will allow you to do whatever you want.”

 

“Can I take your word for that?” she received a glare and she willingly took that as a ‘yes’. Fine, you prick. She took her leave and went back to the inn.

 

“Haruno-san!” Oichi’s lithe form approached her as soon as she reached her room. “Hatake-san and the others are at the bar and…”

 

“Why does that not surprise me?” Sakura shook her head and sighed.

 

“… well, they told me to fetch you. Nara-san said you needed a break. It’s been five days and…”

 

“Alright, tell them I’ll be there in thirty minutes. I need a bath.” Oichi nodded jovially and left. A war is starting and still they keep on bar hopping. She quietly mused to herself as she slides the shoji door of her room. She went inside, rolled her shoulder and massaged it. She entered the bathroom, turned the dial and stood underneath the shower head.

 

**

 

Sakura arrived five minutes late. Upon entering, she immediately saw Temari and Shikamaru, exchanging wits for the second night they had seen each other. Ever since Temari and Kankurou went to visit them; those two never stopped strangling each others’ throats. The blonde was sitting crossed-legged, a smirk on her face as she watched the very, very pissed off Shikamaru defend his dignity. Next to them was her medic team, laughing as they listened to their argument.

 

Kankurou was talking to one of her female trainees, telling her something that made the girl blush and laugh. Sakura’s mouth twitched. It was an odd sight seeing Kankurou flirting with anyone, so she shifted her eyes and saw Hyuuga Neji walking around, avoiding a gang of fan girls, whom, she remembered, kept chasing him since they arrived. Poor, Neji. She laughed as he spotted her and immediately went to her direction, Fine, I’ll save you. As he neared, she met him halfway, latched an arm around his and dragged him away from his disappointed fan girls.

 

“Thank you.” Neji quietly said as he reluctantly glanced back on the irritating female species.

 

“You amaze me.” Sakura’s eyes glittered as she laughed, “You manage to acquire a mob of fan girls in such a short time. How do you do it?” she lightly teased, but Neji wasn’t angry despite on how much he tried to show he was upset with her teasing

 

“I never did it on purpose.” He defended quite poorly since his mouth was slowly curving into a smile. Just shows you how much Sakura changed him in the past few weeks they’d been together in this mission.

 

“Oh C’mon,” she let go of his arm so she could lightly push him, “It took years for Naruto to do that.”

 

“There’s your answer. He’s Naruto…” He meant it as joke, but the look he saw on Sakura’s face was priceless.

 

She stopped, gaped at him and almost breathlessly said, “Did you just made a joke?”

 

Neji’s eyes narrowed, slightly insulted. “You’re supposed to laugh.”

 

Sakura shook her head and started laughing, “No… I mean, wow… I just—I mean you're so out of character but—” she latched her arm around his again and dragged him into walking, “I’m glad.” At least he’s finally crawling out of shell, albeit slowly. She never got this effect on Sasuke before. Her attempts to change him were poorly ignored, much to her disappointment.

 

They joined the others and drank booze. They talked, made jokes and enjoyed the night like there was no tomorrow. After this however, they will all go back to their duties and wear the same-old mask of deception. As they all listened to Kankurou, Sakura scanned the whole table and noticed someone was missing. Where’s Kakashi?

 

“He’s busy talking to glasses girl over there.” Shikamaru said as if reading her thoughts.

 

Sakura turned to him, confusion written all-over her face, “What?”

 

“Gaara’s hot secretary dragged him away.”

 

At that mentioned, Sakura’s fine brow arched, “Really?”

 

Shikamaru put his hands on a defensive stance, “Whoa, don’t get him wrong, Sakura. We only have two days left before we give our report to Hokage-sama. It’s been three days and that Gaara doesn’t give us proper information. Kakashi had no other choice but to use his secretary. You know, take advantage on whatever opportunity’s coming forth.”

 

“I didn’t ask for an explanation, Shikamaru.” Sakura murmured softly enough for Shikamaru to hear.

 

“You looked like you’re ready to burst out into a jealous fit if I didn’t.”

 

Sakura glared at him and indignantly replied, “I-am-not-jealous!”

 

“Yeah, whatever.” Shikamaru waved a hand and drank the whole contents of his glass.

 

“What are you trying to imply, Nara?” She was dead serious, he could tell by her using his last name.

 

Shikamaru opened one lazy eye to side-glance at her, “Promise me you won’t skin me alive?”

 

“It depends.” Sakura pressed.

 

Shikamaru gulped as she gave him that look clearly saying ‘tell-me-or-not-I’ll-still-skin-you-alive’. Why do they always threaten him with those killer eyes, both Neji and Sakura? Ch, some friends they are… With a sigh, he gave up and said, “You and Kakashi’s been traipsing around for a long time. Everybody knows you two will end up together and…”

 

Sakura almost dropped her glass, “What?” her eyes were wide as saucers.

 

“It’s obvious. You and Kakashi feel for each other and I don’t see why…”

 

“See what?” Sakura’s head was spinning, was it because of the booze or the stuff Shikamaru was telling her. Does everyone really assume that they’re—that they felt for each other??

 

“… see why you’re not together.” Shikamaru finished. He looked at Sakura and almost felt sorry for causing this shock.

 

“Why were not together…” Sakura dumbly repeated.

 

“Do you like him?”

 

Sakura raised her head and saw Shikamaru’s piercing eyes looking at her. “What?”

 

“Do you love him?”

 

“Love him?” again, she repeated quite dumbly.

 

For someone almost as smart as Shikamaru, Sakura was a mess. That frustrated him. “Think about it… this conversation tires me.” He stood up and went to start an argument with Temari again, who by now was quite drunk and loud. Who knew the blonde bombshell gets loud when drunk? It was priceless.

 

Sakura was left thinking over what he said.

 

You got angry when he ignored you.

 

You kept touching his face when he’s asleep.

 

You cried when you felt he doesn’t trust you.

 

Felt happy when you reconciled.

 

Admit it you felt the spark of jealousy when Shikamaru said he’s with Gaara’s secretary.

 

Also, you almost bore holes on the back of he’s neck when you saw him with that blonde girl. And they were kissing!

 

Just admit it! You get jealous when he’s with other women!

 

Doesn’t that just scream L-O-V-E??

 

No… Sakura was sad, furious and betrayed all the same time. Why… When did it happen? When did she realize she had fell in-love? Again? How… That moment she realized her love for Sasuke was platonic, had she already fallen in love with her ex-sensei?

 

Oh no… Sakura sat there silently in disbelief, trying to review her weird conversation with Shikamaru until a figure came rushing to their table, a little breathless and frantic. It turned out; it was one of Sand’s medics.

 

“E-excuse me,” every pair of eyes turned to look at her. “Haruno-san, the Kazekage wishes to see you.” She said, trying to catch her breath. She came all the way from the Kazekage’s office, obviously threatened by Gaara to deliver the message quick or he’ll make her life miserable is she so fails.

 

Don’t I deserve any break? I’m human too… With a sigh, she stood up and nodded. She turned towards her friends and said, “Sorry. I’ll make it up next time.” She saw the look of worry on their faces, especially on Temari and Kankurou after hearing that the request came from their brother himself.

 

As she bid them goodnight, she went to follow the messenger outside the bar. As she walked, she got the eerie feeling that someone was watching her. With a little turn of her head, she saw Kakashi’s eye looking straight over her direction while conversing with glasses girl, who pretty much looked like she drank enough alcohol for tonight.

 

She immediately looked away and exited the pub as the warm evening breeze welcomed her. I wonder what he wants now… She felt another knot forming at the back of her neck. Great.

 

TBC