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The Butterfly	By : tealeaf Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1742 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Naruto and all its characters are not mine. I�m
just writing the story for entertainment purposes (i.e. I�m bored so writing to
kill time) and am not making any kind of profit off this.

A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you so much for all the reviews
you�ve been sending, they make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, especially
when people tell me that my story has influenced them in some way, be it
uplifting a bad day, inspiring to read the Naruto manga or even changing the
way you look at butterflies. This chapter is a bit of a filler chapter, you�ll
see what I mean when you read it but tomorrow I�ll write a nice long
confrontation chapter so be sure to tune in ^_~

Mint: sadist who loves to torture? Heh heh, as much as I
hate to admit it (well not really) you�ve definitely got me pegged ^_~

Kayoko: I didn�t know you weren�t supposed to drink while
injured�hmm, oh well, we�ll just say it made the alcohol that much more potent
for Sakura then. ^_^

Everybody: I look forward to your reactions to this chapter
and for all you Kakashi fans, don�t worry, there will be more with him in the
next chapter or the one after (we�ll see how it plays out). Hope you enjoy!

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The Butterfly: Chapter 13
By: Tea Leaf / Banana Soap

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He stared at the ceiling. Sunlight was filtering through the
curtains over the windows in his room. She was still asleep. She was still
curled against him.

He�d been awake for a long time now. He hadn�t moved yet.

He�d had that dream again. The dream that spread from
fantasy to reverse memories. It always started off with just she and him. That
was his favorite part of the dream. That was the part that was fantasy.

In the dream they were always just so comfortable with each
other, they knew each other. Real life had yet to put him into that comfortable
groove with her. In real life he always felt unsure. He could never tell what
she was thinking anymore and he had no right to ask her.

Then the dream shifted to the hospital. He hadn�t been able
to bring himself to go visit her there in real life. In the dream he was
sitting on the bed with her as Tsunade told her about the three shiruken wounds
on her back. The wounds he had helped create. And that always brought him back
to that memory�the one that always woke him up.

It was the only time he�d ever felt afraid of her.

She�d jumped in between him and Orochimaru. She�d been
protecting him again.

There had been butterflies. There had been an open cut on
her cheek.

The butterfly had flown to it; the butterfly had gone into
it.

An angry black and red pattern had spread out from the
wound. The same crimson and black pattern of the butterfly�s wings. The same
crimson and black pattern that flared on Kakashi�s skin every time she touched
him.

She�d collapsed and bit her lip until she�d drawn blood,
suffering some pain he didn�t know of, and suddenly wings made of finely spun
strings of red and blue chakra had grown from her back.

Her eyes had been pure black as d opd opened them and risen
to her feet.

He�d been terrified; Sakura had morphed into some beautiful
monstrosity before his very eyes. He�d felt the chakra emanating from her; it
had not been unlike a demon�s.

Then the butterfly had taken control of her body, he refused
to believe that she herself would ever be capable of the violence with which
Orochimaru had been attacked. She�d moved so quickly and suddenly that even
that snake had not had the speed to react. She�d punched him right through the
chest.

But as if the wound hadn�t been enough, the pattern on her
skin had leaked onto Orochimaru. He still had nightmares from the agonized
screams that had ensued as a result of the poison that had coated her.

Tsunade had jumped in then and decapitated Orochimaru. But
Sakura hadn�t stopped. The creature in her mind seemed to think that Tsunade
was now a threat as well.

In the blink of an eye, three shirukens had been embedded
into her back between her shoulder blades. Thrown by himself, Naruto and
Kakashi.

She�d been in the hospital for months. Tsunade had wanted to
keep her longer and evaluate her for mental trauma.

She�d left without anyone�s permission. Kakashi had found
her the next day huddled on the floor of her bedroom in her family�s house. She
hadn�t known her parents were dead.

Kakashi had taken her in and things had moved on but there
had been a new tension. Sakura had become afraid of physical contact with other
people. And to be honest, other people had all become afraid of physical
contact with her.

Thinking back, she�d probably been lying to them when she�d
said she didn�t like to be touched. She�d probably craved it. She�d said it so
that people wouldn�t feel bad for avoiding coming into physical contact with
her.

At the jounin exams, everyone who had been chosen to face
her in hand-to-hand combat had forfeited, himself included.

Even now he still felt like a coward for it. She�d earned
his respect. He should have faced her. But�he just couldn�t at the time.

It had been so stupid. Kakashi had explained to them what
had happened time and time again. His logical mind had known she was still
normal but his body just couldn�t accept it. Not then at least.

Now he could. Now a good portion of her bare skin was in
contact with his, his hand was even resting over the scar her had give her.

But he worried that now might be too late. He closed his
eyes against the memory of her hysterics at the hospital in the Cloud country
when she�d been screaming that her skin was poisonous.

He�d helped create that belief in her mind. He�d treated her
like it was true when he�d known itn�t.n�t.

He�d helped cause this damage that ran so deep within her
that it didn�t have enough room inside of her and had risen to her skin, taking
the form of the cobwebs of scar tissue on her arms. He suspected there were
more all over her body but he had yet to see them and so his mind still
fervently hoped that his suspicions were simply that, suspicions.

His arm unconsciously squeezed her a little closer to him.
She winced and tensed, a soft sound of pain escaping her lips. He relaxed his muscles
again and her breathing returned to normal.

He was pretty sure she would wake easily which was why he
still hadn�t moved. She needed her sleep. He half hoped that he would fall
asleep again and she would wake up and he could simply follow her lead in how
to react.

He didn�t know how to react.

He�d been surprised to see and feel her there when he�d
woken up, it had taken him a moment to think past his headache and remember the
night before. She�d looked so vulnerable when she�d stopped at the door to the
spare room.

He almost suspected she�d been afraid which is why she�d
asked to stay with him. He certainly wasn�t about to let his ego convince him
that it was because she had wanted to continue what had started at the kitchen
table.

Now that was a whole other can of worms. He decided to take
the coward�s way out and follow her lead over that as well.

There was a pounding on the front door. He winced as it
echoed around in his head.

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He decided to swear off tequila for a while.

He didn�t move and she didn�t stir. He hoped the visitor
would take the hint and go away.

The pounding came louder this time and he almost groaned in
pain as the knock resounded in his skull again.

She shifted slightly.

This simply would not do. The pounding was painful and was
waking her up. It had to stop.

The pounding continued. She stirred again. The visitor
wasn�t going to go away. He had to get up.

He didn�t want to. He�d come back after, hopefully she
wouldn�t even notice he was gone. He loosened her arm from around his chest and
flattened the one she was lying on as best he could and slid out from the bed,
again doing his best to avoid waking her.

Her outstretched hand clutched weakly at his as he slid away
but as he kept moving it dropped back to the bed. She snuggled into the warm
depression his body had left in the mattress. He smiled a little.

The pounding came again. He turned and scowled as he went
softly down the stairs and wrenched open the door, receiving the fist that had
been about to hit the wood in the face.

�Ah, sorry Sasuke!� Naruto exclaimed as Sasuke scowled
evilly at him and raised a hand to his now bloody nose.

�What the hell do you want? And keep it down!� he snapped,
his voice raspy from dehydration as a result of the previous night.

Naruto grinned. �A bit hung over there Sasuke?� he said
loudly.

Sasuke kicked him hard in the shin.

�Oww! Fine. I�m not here to waste time with you anyway!� thlondlonde snapped.

�Then why are you here?� Sasuke ground out.

�I heard Sakura was back but she wasn�t at her old apartment
and she wasn�t at any of the inns. I was wondering if you knew where she is.�
Naruto responded.

Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose, partly to stem the
blood flow, partly out of annoyance.

�Yes I do know where she is. She�s upstairs. Asleep.� Sasuke
answered pointedly.

�She is?� Naruto responded, his eyes lighting up with
excitement as he pushed passed Sasuke before he could stop him and bounded up
the stairs. Sasuke cursed and followed him.

Naruto froze at the top of the stairs.

Sakura stood in the hallway dressed in an oversized white button down shirt.
Her long hair was a little mussed and her eyes were still a little drowsy.

Naruto grinned.

�Sakura-chan!� he exclaimed loudly as he rushed her,
ignoring how she winced at the noise, and grabbed her in a huge bear hug.

She cried out sharply.

Naruto all but dropped her immediately, fearful that he had
hurt her.

�Sakura, are you all right?� Sasuke asked as he came towards
her.

�I�m fine. Sorry Naruto, my ribs are just a bit sore.� She
reassured the blonde.

Naruto smiled again then frowned at her.

�What happened? You should have waited for me to come back
before you left! You shouldn�t have left by yourself! You shouldn�t have left
at all! Why haven�t you answered yet? What happened to you? Why are your ribs
sore? Why is you leg bandaged? Why are you staying at Sasuke�s house? Why are
you wearing his shirt?!� Naruto questioned her mercilessly, not stopping long
enough in his barrage to give her the chance to answer.

She frowned at him as his voice made her head feel like a
bunch of mini people were mining in her brain. She clapped her hand over his
mouth.

�If you would stop to breath, I would answer you.� She
responded coldly.

She held his gaze for a moment and removed her hand. He
remained quiet.

�Thank you. I�m sorry I couldn�t wait for you. I am not
sorry I went alone. I am not sorry I left. I got into a fight and walked away a
little worse for ware. I had nowhere else to stay. And I didn�t have any
clothes to sleep in. Satisfied?� she answered as she cocked her eyebrow.

Sasuke smirked from his spot behind Naruto.

Naruto pouted.

�No.� he answered childishly.

�Tough.� Sakura answered.

�Now, as great as it is to see you Naruto, I am still
recovering from my injuries and my traveling and am very tired. Could I
possibly take a rain check on this conversation?� she asked then, smiling a bit
to coax him out of his pouty mood.

He mock considered for a moment.

�Fine!� he relented finallyome ome over for dinner tonight,
Hinata�s making ramen!� he suggested then with a grin.

Sakura�s smile widened a bit, amused by Naruto�s sudden
switch from pouty to excited.

�Alright, I�ll come over this evening and you can question
me all you like.� She consented.

�Now, may I please go back to bed?� she asked,
mock-pleadingly as she stifled a yawn.

Naruto grin switched to a cute half smile.

�Yes you may.� He answered.

She half smiled back at him and went back into Sasuke�s
room. Naruto�s eyes narrowed and he turned his gaze to Sasuke.

�Stay out of it.� he stated before Naruto could open his
mouth.

Naruto settled for a glare. �For now.� He answered and went
back down the stairs. Sasuke followed him.

�You should come to dinner too.� Naruto said as he reached
the door. �I�m sure you want to hear her answers too.�

Sasuke paused.

�Aa.� He answered then and Naruto waved slightly as he took
his leave.

Sasuke went into the kitchen and washed the blood from his
hand and nose. He then found a pen and scribbled �GO AWAY!� largely on a piece
of paper that he then taped to the front door before closing and locking it.

He turned away from the door and saw Sakura standing at the
top of the staircase.

�I thought you were going back to bed.� He stated.

�I intend to.� She said as she continued to stare at him
pointedly.

�What?� he asked finally.

�I�m waiting for you.� She said, a little annoyed.

�Why?� he asked as he frowned in confusion.

�Look, last night was the first time I have been able to
really sleep properly since Kakashi disappeared. So get back up here, if you�re
not tired, bring a book, and get back into bed with me.� She ordered him.

He blinked. That had to be the oddest command he had ever
received.

But then, he was still tired {and if Sakura is demanding
I get back into bed with her, well, who am I to deny her?} his ego
commented.

He shrugged and walked up the stairs and flopped back into
bed. She removed his borrowed shirt and did the same, immediately curling
against him again.

{Oh yes, I could definitely get used to this�} his
ego commented smugly. He couldn�t help it and he smirked in response. He was
suddenly glad for his decision to follow her lead in this.

But she didn�t notice, she�d fallen asleep again and soon he
did the same.
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