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Innocence	By : Night_Being Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 10533 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 12
- 13
- 14
Warnings: ANGST, Fingering, M/F, Minor2, Rape, Work In Progress

Sakura woke up alone. The warmth of his body was long gone and the other half of the bed was almost cold. She yawned and stretched her weary limbs. She felt oddly relaxed and a subtle smile played on her lips when she recalled the events of the night. Every one of her worries flew away and she decided to stop bothering her brain with guilt. There was nothing to be really guilty about. Not for now anyway. It’s not like she would ever have to explain her actions to anyone, right?
Blinking a few times she registered a pile of black clothes and a white piece of paper welcoming her right next to the futon. Firstly, she took the paper.
Good morning Sakura
Please dress yourself and have breakfast. I’ll be waiting for you upstairs.
It didn’t took much effort to realize that they are going to travel again. The simple ninja clothes, a few bandages and a cloak were enough of a hint. She didn’t think twice and after breathing in the last amounts of Itachi’s aroma from the sheets, Sakura jumped out of her bed and went to take a shower. With her head empty and the same happy smile on her lips she went through her usual morning routine and after the plates in the kitchen were empty, she climbed the stairs and ended up in the reception hall. The very first thing her sight fell on was a red cloud with white rim on a black background – an Akatsuki symbol. She raised her gaze to look into the missing nin’s face.
“Good morning,” Itachi softly repeated the same greeting he had already told her in the short message.
Sakura nodded and felt a tiny blush secretly wander into her face. “Good morning,” she said quietly, a sheepish smile on her lips again.
Itachi stayed mute, with those onyx eyes fixated on her. One would almost say that she might get used to the burning effect of his stare, but it was hard to get used to something that made you feel so exposed. She knew that the redness in her cheeks intensified and Sakura cleared her narrowed throat nervously. “So, we’re going to travel again?” she asked hesitantly.
“More or less,” Itachi stated slowly, but his cryptic words didn’t satisfy her enough.
“What do you mean by that?” Sakura frowned warily and immediately activated her ninja senses.
“I need you to answer me a question first.” He said and proceeded to walk towards the reception desk where his typical Akatsuki hat lied.
She noticed how his gentle features gained a gloomy shade and she seriously didn’t like where this conversation was heading. “Well then? What question?” she said quickly when Itachi remained silent for too long.
“Do you trust me, Sakura?” His tone was steady and soft but she could feel the urgency deep inside of it.
However… Did she? Regardless what she might have said during the night, they both knew that her words had very low value since they were spoken in a much different situation. The flash of his fingers groping around her neck white he was claiming her body made Sakura drift her sight away and bit on her lip when a flock of butterflies scattered themselves in her belly.
“I can’t…” She simply couldn’t, she just couldn’t bring herself to say it, not in this sober state. Saying it aloud again in this manner was just too hard. Despite all, she was still a Konoha shinobi and admitting her trust to a member of the Akatsuki was almost like the worst betrayal… beside the fact that she lay with him several times.
“I need you to tell me,” he pushed her and she felt a stroke of unease. He never pushed her, not really.
She crossed her arms on her chest in a protective gesture. “I’ve already told you.”
Itachi sighed. “We had an agreement. I answered your questions yesterday, now you have to answer mine.”
Damn him and his mind games. Sakura found her insides burn with rage. It was her own way to hide all the other confusing emotions that she wasn’t ready to face yet. The heaviness of his stare pushed her down and took all the bliss of this previously pleasant morning away.
She scanned him once more. He observed her inner struggle and they both knew that her answer was yes. But this was the last trial, seeing him in the Akatsuki robe as the criminal that he was and saying those words aloud. It was the last thing he needed from her before he could be sure that his mission was complete.
“Fine,” she spit after a while of annoying silence. “I do. I trust you… damn.” Sakura sealed her eyelids, ashamed for her words and defeated by her own emotions. Despite all the facts and all the symbols of his criminalism the only thing she saw were his warm onyx eyes, looking at her with that consuming tenderness, expecting her say the answer which they both already knew.
“Good,” Itachi nodded. “That’s good,” he added breathlessly.
As much as she thought that her ‘I do’ would somehow make him happy, she realized that he looked even sadder than before.
She sighed in resignation. “Well, that’s that… what else?”
Itachi seemed to waver for a while, but then he spoke again, slowly and steadily. “I’m going to tell you something now, but first… I want to ask you not to interrupt me. This is going to be very hard to explain and I can’t tell you everything either, not yet.” He paused when her lips parted in an objection. “Please, just let me speak for a moment and you will understand…” he said promptly.
“Alright.” She whispered hesitantly. The worry in his face burdened her immensely.
Itachi drifted his sight away from her, the gesture itself rather unusual. “Now, to the reason I took you away…” He made a dramatic pause and closed his eyes, clearly expecting something unpleasant. “You were meant to be an Akatsuki spy.”
And just as he expected, she snapped. “What?”
“Sakura, please. Just let me explain, you need to know this,” he slightly raised his voice and before she could breathe in for another shout, he continued, silencing her with a flood of new information. “You were meant to spy for our organization, that’s why I took you from the village, or at least that was the official mission I was given by our Leader… But I was already aware that you would never betray Konoha in such manner, which, of course, is something they do not know… I chose specifically you for a whole other purpose. For something only you can do and something I personally need you to do…” he made another pause to calm himself before continuing. In the meantime her eyes widened in a promise of finally knowing at least a part of Itachi’s plan. “I needed you to trust me, because I need you to help me save Sasuke.”
She couldn’t hold it and exploded. “Sasuke?” The name of her teammate, friend and moreover still not forgotten love coming from Itachi was something she would have never expected. But despite all that he stood there… saying that exact name – the name of his younger brother – like it was nothing. Her head was violated by a wave of queries and confusion.
Itachi nodded. “Yes.”
She felt like her mind was suffocating itself with all the stress from what he just told her. She wanted to ask so many questions, she wanted to know so much more, but her voice failed her, so she stuttered two words that came to her tongue first. “W-what? H-how…”
“You will learn that when the time comes.” And he shut her down again.
“B-but that’s…” her voice disappeared in disbelieve. How could he be so cruel to her?
“I know what you have to say and I agree, it is not fair, but that’s why I had to build a trustworthy friendship between us, or at least I intended to…” Itachi sighed heavily. “However, as much as I would like to I cannot tell you everything yet.” The last sentence was a merciless lie, he could tell her everything, and there was no reason to keep hiding the whole truth, except the raw fact that he was a coward who couldn’t bring himself to form those words.
“This is crazy! I have…”
“Sakura.” He interrupted her hastily, not wanting to continue the current conversation. “This is all I can tell you for now and I sincerely hope that you will try to understand.”
She bit on her lip, reluctantly letting the overwhelming flow of questions fade away. “Sasuke only wants to kill you, I can’t see how you can save him,” she hummed and frowned deeply.
“That is for me to worry about, you simply have to believe me,” he stated softly.
“Damn…” She kept on chewing her lip before she released it all red and pumped with blood. “Damn you, Itachi… fine. As I said, I do trust you, so I guess I don’t have much of a choice, right?” she gritted out, not really happy with the whole situation, but it wasn’t like she had much of a choice. “So what now? Where are we going next? Do I get to know at least that?” She shot him a displeased glare.
And just like that, he stabbed her heart a second time. “You’re going back to your village.”
“What?!” If she was angry before, now she was erupting like a raging volcano. “No!” She shrieked, her wrath being slowly consumed by desperation and panic as she saw the unapproachable cold stare. “No, you can’t… I can’t…” Tears quickly filled her eyes.
“Sakura, please…” His features melted as the searing ache in his chest pierced him.
“You can’t do this to me! What I’m supposed to tell them?! What… How…” She sobbed as her small body was trembling with agony. She wasn’t ready to face anyone from her village, to be put through the interrogation where they would surely force her to tell everything. And that meant everything! She only wanted to hide in his embrace and never come out, but he still stood in his spot. So far, so distant.
“The best option would be to tell them that I tried to pull you on the Akatsuki side and did not succeed,” he whispered gently.
It took everything in him to keep his voice calm. While he kept on seeing her heart being broken into pieces his whole skin burned as he so much wished to just take her away, hide them from the world and stay like that for another several days, or maybe till the end of the world. However, he couldn’t, he had his destiny written many years ago and there was no other choice. He wasn’t meant to be happy and those few short moments of bliss that she allowed him to feel were like heaven.
But it was time to go back into the darkness.
“They’re going to search my brain!” she wailed, her cheeks soaked with the salty liquid. “They will… Lady Tsunade will… everyone will…” she cried and babbled. “The will know!” Sakura screamed as her legs failed and she fell on her knees.
His teeth crushed over each other. “No, they won’t.” He managed to squeeze through his lips whilst his jaw clenched. Every inch of his being was in pain, seeing her like this was the worst torture and although he tried to prepare himself the whole night, he clearly wasn’t prepared enough.
“H-how can you be s-so sure?” She wept, her hands desperately hugging her arms to provide her at least some human contact. “How?!”
Her last cry was the line, he hastily crossed the distance which parted them and pulled her up only to bury her tiny figure into his embrace. He held her tightly and warmed her shaking flesh. He closed his eyes and inhaled the fragrance of her hair, the aroma which he would remember until the rest of his days. He tenderly kissed the silky strands and whispered soothingly. “The procedure of extracting information from your mind is too harsh to be performed on a girl of your age. Moreover, you are still one of their own and they do trust you.” He was sure about this, they would never put her through an interrogation like that, never. “I was an ANBU once and I have done my research,” he calmed her.
Tthey just stood still and he tried to devour every one of her hurtful sobs into his chest. For some time he wished for the time to stop, so he would be allowed to feel her like this at least for another hour, but he already sensed the distant chakra of four leaf shinobi. The rescue team was close and Itachi had mere minutes before they would reach the inn.
“Alright…” Sakura whispered unwillingly with face still concealed in his torso, her cries steadied and she peeked up to see him. “But what if I encounter some of your other Akatsuki friends? What if they’re going to ask me for an information? It’s not like I will give them any…” she pouted.
Itachi smiled softly, seeing that her jade eyes calmed and the sparkles were back in their places eased the ache in his chest. “I will inform them that you will deliver your intel solely to me and no-one else. If they ask anyway… just tell them the same.” He moved away from her, then took the Akatsuki hat and put it on.
Sakura watched him leave the inn through the main door. “I’m so angry at you right now!” She automatically followed his steps outside. Not really expecting anything major to happen, her senses too preoccupied by Itachi.
“I can see that, though I cannot tell I didn’t expect that.” Itachi once again turned back to her.
She clenched her fists. “Tsch… so you’ve planned all of it. You have to be really happy with yourself,” she spat, her moods once again switching like a swing.
“It’s not like that and I’m truly sorry I have to put you through this, but I believe you are strong enough to handle it.” Yes, she indeed was, Itachi was more than sure about that. “Also… not all of my plans worked exactly as I anticipated,” he added while looking at her innocent face, her verdant eyes frowning at him with that false hate. There would be no good time to tell her, so he decided to tell her right now. “I never meant to –“
Too late.
“Sakura!” The calling of her name came not a second before her shocked eyes drifted from Itachi to the white haired man who suddenly appeared several feet from her on the dirty road.
…fall in love with you. Itachi finished the confession in his mind and closed his eyes with resignation. When he opened them a blood red Sharingan was shining inside. Every sign of emotion evaporated from his face and he harshly grabbed Sakura by her elbow. Not like she even noticed that as she was too stunned by the sudden presence of her sensei and three other friends who she knew painfully well.
“Get those filthy hands off of her!” One of the members of her rescue team yelled and his big white dog supported his voice with dark growl.
Despite the tensed situation nobody dared to move. Itachi kept his eyes fixated on the oldest shibobi, man he already knew very well and considered his equal. Then he spoke, steadily and calmly. “Kakashi Hatake, you really did just caught me by surprise, impressive.”
“Let her go and I will kill you quickly.” The said man answered with a bloody threat. Although his voice was not different from his usual gentle tone, Sakura could see the urgency and rage inside the stance of her sensei. Someone who took care of her and saved her life more times than her own father.
Itachi hummed mockingly. “Empty promises… but you did train her well.” For a split of a second he moved his eyes back to Sakura who returned his stare gullibly.
Kakashi tensed as he saw the danger in which his student was. Little he knew about what Itachi was really thinking, but according to his analysis Sakura was now only milliseconds from an unbearable pain caused by the Mangekyou. “Remember what I’ve said… do not look him in the eyes!” he said quickly and Sakura faintly heard the sound of thousand birds chippering in the air as the copy nin promptly prepared the Chidori.
“There will be no need for that, I do not intent to fight you…” Itachi returned his attention towards the leaf ninjas. A flash of pain stroke through his eyes, before he continued. “Here, take her.” He roughly swung Sakura in front of him and she ended up hitting the ground with her knees. “She proved to be rather entertaining, but unfortunately useless for our purposes,” he said, tone filled with ice.
Her jade eyes widened in shock. She still couldn’t quite comprehend the situation, or maybe she just didn’t want to. Because acknowledging what was happening around her would mean that she would have to deal with the fact that Itachi’s presence behind her disappeared, that Kakashi hastily warned his team to stay on guard and then rushed to kneel beside her, that he took her by the shoulders and tried to talk to her. She couldn’t respond. Her world became blurry, first she had no idea why, but then the blunt pain reminded her.
Tears. So many of them. Falling down from her chin in an unstable intervals. Then a fist, rushing towards her face.
“No!” She screamed and catching it instinctively she pushed the surprised man away. “I’m not in a genjutsu,” she whispered and swiftly stood up. She backed few steps before thumping her back into the inn wall. “I’m not in a genjutsu,” she repeated breathlessly while her tears continued to fall.
“What is wrong with her, Kakashi sensei?” Kiba asked worriedly.
Kakashi ignored the young man’s question and turned towards the only girl in their team. “Hinata, is he here?”
“No,” she said cautiously looking around – her Byakugan activated. “I can’t see him anywhere.”
Another question was directed towards the member of Aburame clan. “Shino?”
“No, my bugs don’t sense anyone except us,” he stated calmly.
“He’s gone.” All four leaf shinobi turned their attention towards the pink haired girl blindly staring in front of her. “He’s just gone…”
“Sakura, it’s quite alright. You are safe.” The gentle soothing voice blew around her ears unnoticed.
She faintly felt someone’s warm palm on her shoulder, then a masked face appeared in her field of vision. Single dark grey eye catching her blunt look. Her brain started to spin overboard. She had to do something. She had to be happy. She had to feel grateful. Sakura inhaled to speak, but no words came out. To an uninformed observer she must have reminded of a crazy person.
Snap out of it, Sakura! Her inner voice came just in time. She blinked a few times, then focused her sight onto the face hovering in front of her.
“Take me home,” she finally managed to breathe out and Kakashi sighed with relief.
He smiled and straightened. “For a moment I really thought we lost you there.”

Lady Tsunade,
We have found and secured Sakura. She is safe and unharmed, though I worry about her psychical state. It seems our concerns about her were just. Itachi Uchiha indeed sexually abused her. You should be prepared.
I calculated our return in five days at most.
Hatake Kakashi
Tsunade scanned the report one more time. The white paper looked older than is actually was. Crumpled, stained and dirty. It was five days since the carrier pigeon from the Land of Iron arrived and she kept on reading it all over again, hoping that the words would transform into something pleasant and warming. But nothing like that ever happened. She threw it away many times. She drunk sake while reading it and holding back anger, later tears. She stared at it.
Still hoping.
But her wishes came unfulfilled. She had the living proof right in front of her eyes now. Sakura stood in the middle of her office, with Kakashi, Hinata, Kiba and Shino behind her. Silent and worried, all their eyes pinned shamefully on the ground. Like they were blaming themselves for not saving their friend sooner. Like it was their fault. But it wasn’t. If someone was to blame for not helping Sakura in time, it was her – the Fifth Hokage.
“You all look like hell,” she stated harshly after a torturous minutes of total silence. “But you have fulfilled you mission. Now go, you’re dismissed. Except you, Sakura.” She pierced her apprentice with a deadly stare and the girl shivered with fear, but held her ground firmly.
Her whole body was aching, she was tired beyond measure and her heart was beating violently in her chest. She didn’t speak much the whole journey back home. There was nothing to speak about. Despite the tries of her friends to provide her with a friendly conversation, she found herself responding with one syllable words or polite smiles. But their looks full of pain were unbearable. They pitied her, thinking about the horrors she must have went through. Partly they were right. But it was nothing compared to the dread she was experiencing now, the anxiety of Tsunade rejecting her for the horrible betrayal of loving a rogue shinobi, for giving her body to Itachi.
With a squeak of her chair Tsunade stood up, crossed the room and opened one of the deep drawers with top secret documents, after digging among the papers for a while, she snatched out one file. Then shot her glance at Sakura who was watching her moves carefully. “Come with me,” Tsunade stated in iron tone and marched her way out of the office, with the pink haired girl stomping behind her.
They went through the long hall, but instead of turning towards the stairs, Tsunade led her apprentice in the opposite direction. Sakura felt her heart pumping in her throat. What if they were going to interrogate her? What would happen? And what if Itachi was never going to come back for her? She promptly chased away that thought as it was only an annoying distraction. Although she couldn’t deny that the question appeared in her head many times and she was lucky that she didn’t really have the opportunity to think about it too much. Not yet.
A massive wooded door awaited them at the end of the wide hall, Tsunade opened them and let Sakura in first. She looked around a large living room. There wasn’t much furniture in it, but it surely looked fancy. With large window, white curtains, low table, many big and colorful pillows around it, tall cupboard and several plants in flowerpots it had that minimalistic view of luxury. Tsunade closed the door behind them and gestured Sakura to sit somewhere.
She threw the file on the low table and walked towards the cupboard whilst mumbling to herself. “A girl should never go through this… not a girl of your age. This is wrong. Sick bastard, I swear I’m going to find him and play Orochimaru on his twisted body before I end him! Sick, sick bastard!” Tsunade took out a white bottle and two small cups.
“Ehm, lady Tsunade?” Sakura couldn’t stand it and asked timidly.
The busty lady turned in her direction immediately. “Yes, Sakura?” She raised her brows, surprised but clearly happy that Sakura didn’t lose her voice.
“Why are we here?” she whispered hesitantly.
“Oh, right…” Like remembering something important, Tsunade placed the sake bottle along with those cups on the table and kneeled down beside her. Then she enhanced her hands with green light and hovered them over Sakura’s abdomen.
She felt the chakra of her teacher examine her internal organs and she knew exactly why she was doing it. “I’m not pregnant. I performed that jutsu on myself after the first…” She didn’t finished the sentence when she saw the look the Fifth Hokage was giving her.
“What?!” Tsunade snapped. “First… Sakura… oh god.” Her face deformed into a painful expression. “What happened to you?” She asked softly.
“I… ehm…” Sakura was startled. She didn’t really knew where to begin. From what she saw, it seemed that all of them thought Itachi harmed her in some unforgivable way and the gentle tone wasn’t something she was used to hearing from the iron lady either.
“Here, have this…” Tsunade poured the sake into both of the cups and then handed her one.
Sakura grinned. “No, I really shouldn’t,” she tried to refuse politely.
“Drink!” Tsunade ordered. “It will warm you up.” She gave the small cup to her apprentice and then drank hers in one shot. “Now talk, what that sick bastard did to you?”
Sakura’s eyes widened. “N-nothing.”
“Come on, I know you were a virgin before he…” Tsunade paused and filled her cup for the second time before continuing. “Sakura, what you’ll tell me here, will stay between us. I will not put it in the report nor will I tell anyone if you don’t wish to. Not even your parents if you would insist. But you have to tell me if that Uchiha raped you.”
Sakura wavered. It didn’t look like she had a choice. “I don’t want anyone to know… maybe, maybe Ino. But not my parents, please.” Sakura reluctantly started to prepare the ground for the biggest lie of her lifetime.
Tsunade nodded. “Alright, now speak… tell me why did he took you away and what he did to you. You don’t have to go full detail if that would be too much,” she encouraged Sakura to take a sip.
“Alright.” She breathed in and then out, before emptying the sake into her throat. It was sweet and nice but the burning effect made her cough a few times.
“Here, have some more. It’ll be easier then.” Tsunade poured another dose, clearly happy with drinking habits of her apprentice.
“Thanks,” Sakura said carefully, but put the full cup away for a moment. “H-he didn’t say why he took me. Not at first. I kept asking him, but he said I will learn that in time.” She stated slowly. Better to start with the truth and then go slowly into the lie. Though it might seem like a small thing, for Sakura - who never even thought about saying something untrue - was this the hardest moment of her life.
“Go on,” Tsunade nodded and observed her cautiously.
“We went through the Land of Fields and then… I-I tried to escape twice, but he… didn’t let me.” Her voice started shaking. She had no idea where to start, how to go about it.
Her teacher frowned. “He gave you a chakra binding bracelet, right?”
“Yes,” Sakura confirmed, then fell mute for a while.
The room was completely silent for the longest second, before Tsunade asked. “Sakura, did he hurt you?”
“N-no.” She stuttered shyly.
“Would you like to tell me more?” Tsunade encouraged her slightly.
Sakura closed her eyes in shame. “Itachi… he… he didn’t hurt me. I… I let him.” She bit on her lip, expecting a wave of wrath and accusations.
“Oh, I see.” But Tsunade seemed to be too stunned to start raging. “Did he use a genjutsu on you?”
“No.” Sakura shook her head.
“Did he threaten you?”
“No.”
“Sakura, what happened between you two? How exactly did he acted towards you?” The Fifth Hokage frowned deeply, already starting to sense something wrong with Sakura’s behavior.
She had to calm a little before finding the right words. “He was… calm… polite… g-gentle,” she whispered sluggishly with her gaze glued down at her sweating hands.
Tsunade snorted sarcastically. “So I see… it was a seduction mission. Who would have thought…” She stood up from the table and with hands joined behind her she went to the huge window to look down on the village.
“He failed that mission.” Sakura managed to babble after a while.
“Really?” Tsunade turned towards her with brows high on her forehead. “Tell me, Sakura… what do you feel when you look at this picture.” She crossed the room again and took the file, then fished up a photo and placed it in front of Sakura on the low table.
It was him – Itachi. Around thirteen maybe? But he looked much older than she would have guessed, obviously mature even at his young age. And his eyes still had that warm onyx color. She felt a blush coming into her cheeks. Feeling of comfort flooded her chest.
Tsunade observed how Sakura’s features melted while looking at Itachi’s young face. “Interesting. So you say he failed.” She was clearly very displeased.
Sakura cleared her throat and tore her sight away from him. “He wanted me to spy for the Akatsuki. He thought that if I… will feel something towards him that I’m going to spy for them,” she explained clumsily.
But her teacher was very hard to fool. “Sakura. Do you love him?” She fired the question without care.
Her whisper was barely above audible. “Y-yes.” Only then she realized where the conversation was in fact heading. “But I would never betray the village! Never!” She cried with eyes full of horror shooting up on her teacher.
Tsunade sighed. “I know,” she admitted. “But we will have to make some precautions anyway,” her voice was tired when she left the place over Sakura and went back to look out of the window again.
“Are you questioning my loyalties?” Sakura said in disbelief.
“No, Sakura. I’m questioning your emotions,” Tsunade uttered matter-of-factly. “Look. From what I’ve heard, Itachi Uchiha seems to be quite a charming man, it is no surprise that he managed to bewilder a young girl like you, considering his similarity with Sasuke and all. So I don’t really blame you, though you did act stupidly! But it was probably better than have him rape you, I would never wish that to you,” she sighed again, “anyway… you are to stay in the village, you will continue to work in the hospital, but you will not be sent on any mission for a few months. I cannot risk him to come back for you for any stupid reason he might find,” she stated her conditions. “Do you understand that I’m doing this with the best intention, Sakura?” Tsunade pierced her with lethal stare.
Sakura nodded obediently. “Yes.” A stroke of guilt filled her lungs as she realized that Tsunade believed her every word and that she now just concealed her a very important information about Itachi wanting her to help with saving Sasuke.
“Fine. I’m glad you didn’t lie to me and told me the truth, but remember!” She measured her once again. “The Akatsuki, and I mean every one of them, including Itachi, are a pack of sick criminals who murder innocent people! I don’t have to remind you who is responsible for the whole Uchiha clan, I hope. Recently they even kidnapped and killed the Kazekage.
Itachi is one of them, never forget that!”
A cold stab went through Sakura’s heart. “Killed the… Kaze…”
“Oh don’t worry, he’s alive again. Just ask Ino or Naruto. I’m sure they’ll tell you everything about that mission,” Tsunade waved that off as if it was nothing, clearly drifting into some relaxed mood as the heaviness of Sakura’s case was finally off the table. “Speaking of which… with Sasuke gone and you glued to the village, team seven is currently off… it’s on you to tell that to Naruto. How you explain yourself is on you.” And with that she practically closed the conversation.
“Yes, Milady,” Sakura nodded once more, preparing to be released.
“Alright then. You’re dismissed.”
And as she expected, Tsunade sent her away. Sakura didn’t wait another second and hastily left the room, brain softly clouded with sake and a tiny smile playing on her lips. She was back. She was home. And they believed everything she said. For a while she almost wanted to laugh. But she already knew that this was only the beginning…
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