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Dangerous Training	By : Nushi Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1571 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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First off,
glad people seem to be enjoying this as much as myself. Secondly, timeline is
weird, so sorry about that. I know it�s hard to tell what time of day it is as
well and such. But I�m going to be an ass and ignore it for now. Some language
in this one but that's about it.
Disclaimer:
Naruto does not belong to me and I'm thankful I can abuse its characters anyway
I want through fan fiction.
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Purple
Lightning - Flash of the Sword, Chapter 4
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Sakura
ignored the blatant stares as she paced back and forth in front of Jounin Headquarters. She�d already passed by Kakashi�s
apartment, not exactly meaning to see him but hoping he�d be there since it was
mid-morning. She thought it odd that he would be up, but had never figured out
why he was usually late for training or other engagements. She�d always just
figured he was sleeping in or reading porn.
Her hand
reached for the door then shot back to her side. Then went up
again before she paced away. A female nin heading out held the door open for her but she
just smiled and backed away.
Just go in!
Okay here we go�No, damn! Okay, another try�Shit, what if he�s in there? Then
I�ll just say �Hi, how�s it going? Feel weird about me coming on to you while I
was drunk last night? Yes? Well that�s okay. See you later Sensei!� FUCK!
No it�ll be
fine. I�ll go in, there�ll be people around. It won�t be weird�just GO!...go now�you�re not moving Sakura. IKU ZO!
She threw her
arm into the door and shot in with her head down. Her feet slowed as she
reached the middle of the room and she forced herself to look around. No
Kakashi in sight. But quite a few chuunins, and not
to mention jounins, were staring at her.
She couldn�t
help but feel a little tension ease away, but now she�d have to go looking for
him.
Damn, I�ll
probably end up running into him around a corner or something�
Looking around
discreetly, she headed to the table where a few nins were sitting and managing the requests and
missions that came in.
�Have you seen
Hatake Kakashi in here today?� She wasn�t worried about the nin not knowing who he was.
�Aa, early this morning, he left on
an Anbu mission, I saw him come in here and gather a
few other special jounin�� She didn�t recognize the
male nin so she was forced
to yell at him without knowing his name.
�WHAT! Where
did he go? Why? What?� She had her hands planted on the table and was leaning
over the nin who looked
extremely scared.
�I-I couldn�t
tell you anything about the mission even if I knew! All I know is the name of
one of the jounin he left with�� She backed off a
little and then smiled as sweetly as she could down at the young nin.
�Ne,..um��
�Juujun.�
�Juujun-kun, could you tell me the name of the other jounin at least?� The male nin, Juujun, visibly
relaxed and smiled back.
�Shiranui
Genma.� She frowned and then walked out of Jounin
Headquarters without thanking the nin
whose name she�d already forgotten.
Must be
urgent for him to have to find other nins
and leave so early�
She fought
down the worry growing in her stomach and headed back to her apartment.
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Hot
rain flew into Sakura�s eyes as she streaked across rooftops and swatted
clothes hanging from lines away from her face. She had a second to realize she
was wasting chakra before her feet smacked against the dampening ground in
front of Konoha�s hospital. The sun shined weakly
into her eyes as it got ready for the coming evening.
�What room am I needed in!� She shouted behind her at the chuunin medic in training that had come to get her. The
girl was panting and holding her side tightly as she followed Sakura through
the doors.
�Tsunade-sama
said�room 18�I think that-� But Sakura left her behind and flew down a hallway.
A male medic
rushed out of said room covered in blood and looking around frantically.
�Haruno-san! Quick let me help you
into these-� He looked around for some white medic clothes even as she grabbed
the front of his blood soaked shirt and dragged him into the room with her.
�Just tell me
what�s going on!� She squeezed between two other medics as they hastily
completed inking a complicated circle pattern on the floor and bed.
Huge slash
wounds were the first things that caught her eye. The male anbu�s
chest, stomach and thighs were sliced open in short and long stripes that
crisscrossed his body. His mask and sandals had been removed along with some of
his torn shirt.
Sakura
immediately took out a kunai and started cutting off his pants to take a better
look at his ribboned flesh. Another medic continued
to remove what was left of the shirt.
�A mission
didn�t go as well as planned. Tsunade-sama and Shizune-san
are working on some others��
�Alright,
let�s begin.� Sakura interrupted as she saw the extent of the damage once the anbu was completely naked. The four medics including Sakura
spaced themselves around his heavily bleeding form. Each performed a series of
seals before whispering and placing their hands on his cooling skin. The
painted seal on the floor lit up and Sakura closed her eyes focusing on the
chakra rushing through her limbs.
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Sakura
was running out of chakra, she could feel it in the way her limbs sagged even
as she tried to force chakra in to the chest of another anbu.
Another female medic stood in the same position on his other side head down and
panting.
Chakra swirled
around his heart again as Sakura tried to squeeze it back into life. His body
jerked a little as she shocked his heart into contracting. Nothing.
A quick line of seals flew from her hands before she slapped them back to his
chest to contract both lungs and heart. Still nothing.
Two anbu stood in the room with the medics. Sakura had been
attacked by an injured anbu earlier with some sort of
confusion jutsu performed on him and protection
seemed necessary. She was now smeared with his blood from head to waist and
bruised from trying to hold him down.
Get up, get
up. Wake up. Please�
She silently
pleaded to the anbu�s still heavily bruised chest as
she violently shoved some more chakra into him.
�Sakura-san�please
stop.� The female medic said quietly trying to lift
Sakura�s hands away from the dead anbu. Sakura just
threw her hands off and kept trying. A strange blankness seemed to be filling
her and she wondered if she�d used too much chakra. She couldn�t understand
this feeling, or lack there of.
�He�s already
dead.� The anbu closest to her said, squeezing her
shoulder gently but firmly enough.
Sakura let her
hands slip over the cooling flesh as she brought them away from his still
chest. She took a step closer to his head and brought her hand up to turn his
face so she could see him. His hair was so dark a black it had almost purple
highlights. The skin along his strong jaw was unblemished and free of any
blood. He looked like he was heavily sleeping more than anything, and that�s
what gave him away, no ninja sleep so completely.
�His name��
Sakura wasn�t sure if she�d spoken loud enough but the movement of the anbu brought him closer to her.
�Shiden.� His voice was
emotionless and with the mask in place she couldn�t make out anything about
him. But she smiled at him in what she hoped was a grateful way before walking
from the room.
A young chuunin was waiting outside the room. Sakura nodded for her
to go in and finish up before briefly leaning her forehead against the wall
outside. But nothing came to her. No tears, absolutely nothing. Her eyes didn�t
hurt and her lungs didn�t clench with the preparation of sobs. A quiet calm
blankness seemed to fill every cell of her body, numbing her.
She blinked
and turned back to the hall watching the medics and nin walk slowly past, keeping their voices down as
they past the room. The two anbu left the room and
gave her a glance, turning their masked faces her way before moving silently
and smoothly down the hall.
She glanced
down at herself. She needed to think about something or do anything other than
think about the dead anbu. Her arms were smeared in
blood from the anbu that had attacked her as well as
her black shirt. But it was the way the shirt was sticking to her skin that
gave it away. She picked at her shirt before deciding to find something to do.
Walking down
the hall was hard as she felt the heaviness in her limbs come back. She walked
past rooms with nin in
various conditions of injury or sickness. A movement in one room made her stop
and take a closer look.
Genma lay in a
bed close to the door; his head wrapped heavily in bandages, his hand was
raised in a sort of wave to get her attention. Sakura felt something creep into
her body. Panic filled her as she saw the drawn curtain for the bed next to
him. She rushed into the room and yanked the curtain aside. A female nin with a heavily bandaged chest
slept soundly there. Turning back to Genma she resisted the urge to drag him up
by his shirt front.
�Genma,
where�s Kakashi?� She said with forced quiet as she clenched her fists to her
side.
�He�s not
here, he left�� He answered a little confusedly as he stared up into her face.
She took in his bandaged head again before running out of the room and hospital
altogether.
She wasn�t
sure how she found enough chakra to help her across the slippery night rooftops
but she found herself at Kakashi�s apartment door. She practically threw the
door off it�s hinges as she made her way in.
�Kakashi! Come out here right now!� She shouted feeling the panic
crawling all over her body like a thousand insects.
He wasn�t in
the small living room/kitchen area but she saw a pair of sandals sitting at the
entrance of the hall leading to his room and bathroom. Kakashi hated the
hospital and she had found him bleeding in the dark of his apartment after
missions more than a few times. The face of the dead anbu,
Shiden, flashed through her mind like a bolt of
lightning as Kakashi appeared at the hall entrance.
He was holding
his black gloves in one hand and his white vest which was smeared with blood in
the other. His black sleeveless shirt and long pants looked intact, as well as
his mask. The only other trace of blood she could see was smeared on his right
hand.
She took the
few steps to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her forehead
against his chest. She started to shake uncontrollably as her mind played a
picture of him lying dead on a table across her eyes.
He dropped his
clothing and squeezed her closer to him. She shook so hard it made his arms
quiver. He squeezed tighter trying to stop the movement of her shoulders. He
jerked a little in surprise as he felt her warm chakra making its way weakly
into his back from her hands.
�I�m not hurt
Sakura.� He whispered as he brought his face to the top of her head. She nodded
but didn�t stop and his eyes almost closed as her chakra eased through his
chest and stomach, easing aches and rubbing muscles.
He forced his
eyes back open and removed his covered lips from her hair. His hand came up to
pull her chin up. He looked down at her face and saw no tears there. He looked
over the rest of her he could see as she loosened her arms a little. She was
covered in blood and had very little chakra moving in her. But she�d stopped
shaking, although he wasn�t sure if that was better since her body seemed too
still to be normal.
He let go of
her chin and grabbed her hand to lead her into his bedroom. She followed like a
ghost, hardly even putting pressure on his hand. As they reached the bed he let
her go. She took off her sandals and crawled in first. He followed, lying down
as she wrapped her arms and leg around his chest and waist.
His arm pushed
under her waist to wrap around her back as he pulled her close. He used his
free hand to grasp his duvet and bring it up to cover them both. When he was
finished arranging the duvet he brought his hand up to her head to brush her
hitai-ate off. He paused as his bloodied hand reached to stroke through her
almost white looking hair in the darkness.
�You smell of
other people�s blood.� He said quietly to the top of her head. Pulling his fingers gently through her silky smooth tresses in a
comforting way.
�So do you.�
It came out calm but her arms and leg crushed their bodies together. He pushed
his leg between her thighs and brought her blood covered scent into his mouth
as her muscles relaxed and eyes closed in exhaustion.
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�Sakura looked down at her own body lying naked on the hospital
bed. Her skin looked pale and her face completely relaxed in death. She brushed
a lock of pink hair from her forehead before closing her own bright green eyes
with her fingers.
Slowly she
un-tucked the bed sheet and wrapped her dead body in it. She didn�t want to see
the young and very innocent looking face anymore. That wasn�t her anymore.
She covered
her head and tucked the sheet in tight around her body, making a cocoon that
still held the contours of her body. As if her hands followed some unspoken
command they lifted and performed a quick line of seals before she slowly blew
a soft breath over them. In flash flames she brought her burning hands apart.
She reached down and laid her hands on the sheet; the fire spreading rapidly.�
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Sakura
woke with a start, her heart racing and body covered in sweat. She took a deep
breath taking in her half familiar surroundings with aching eyes. A stiff
breeze came into the window next to the bed, a sheet of paper on the bed stand
fluttered a little.
Reaching over
she lifted the shuriken weighing it down. Thin scratchy writing flowed across
it in neat lines.
�I�m heading
to Jounin and Anbu
Headquarters. I�ve got some paperwork to fill out so if I don�t see you until
after noon I�ll come looking for you. � Kakashi�
Hmm, he�s a
man of few words even when he writes�
Sakura looked
around his small bedroom, his dirty clothes were tossed at the bottom of his
closet and his anbu uniform hung separately from a
hook on the wall. She slowly crawled out from under his warm duvet and went
over to the dirty uniform, lifting his mask from the top of the hook. As she
brought it to her face she could smell him, sweat, a little blood, but mostly
just him.
She hung it
back up and made her way to his bathroom. Her muscles felt incredible sore so
she turned on his shower almost scalding hot. She threw her dirty clothes out
into the hall before boiling her body and mind in the harsh torrent.
When she�d
been standing long enough to make her body completely red she picked up his soap
and tried to scrub the memories and blood away from last night. Then used his shampoo numerous times until she smelled almost like
him. It made her smile thinking she�d just covered herself in him as she
stepped clean and feeling a little more clear headed,
from the shower.
Sloshing water
on his bathroom floor she realized she�d forgotten to get a towel from the
closet in the hall. Kakashi�s fresh used black towel from earlier that morning
was sitting on the countertop near the sink. She rubbed the used and still damp
cloth across her body and through her hair.
When she was
done brushing her hair and using her finger as a tooth brush she walked naked
back into his room, glancing at the weak morning sunlight coming in through the
window. She figured it was probably almost 7 o�clock. Which
meant she�d gotten less than 5 hours of sleep.
She pulled out
a tight looking sleeveless shirt and one of his long black jounin
shirts. Then she turned to his chest of drawers and pulled open a couple before
finding a pair of shorts that would fit her longer than him. She dismissed the
thought of taking a pair boxers for underwear.
Donning his
clothes she glanced around for her hitai-ate and green vest, she finally found
the hitai-ate trapped in his now truly dirty sheets.
They�re
probably covered in dry blood, not to mention sweat.
She quickly
pulled off the black sheets and grey pillow cases leaving them in a pile in the
middle of his room thinking that�d be a big enough hint.
She sat down
and slipped on her sandals that still sat near his bed. When she was done she
picked up her clothes from the hall. Her vest wasn�t there and she assumed
she�d taken it off at some point during her work at the hospital. It didn�t
matter much since she�d be going back there to check on some of the patients
soon anyways. But she wanted to go find Kakashi first. He�d still be at Anbu since it didn�t seem that long ago he�d left.
Depositing her
dirty clothes and underwear on top of his she left without locking his door to
find him.
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Anbu Headquarters was almost in the exact middle of Konoha and it took a little while to get there since
Kakashi�s apartment was near the outskirts of the village. She was trying to
conserve what chakra she�d regained during her sleep so she could be of some
use during the rest of the day.
As she walked
in she noticed how it was darker in there than it usually was in Jounin Headquarters. Also no one was there to direct
people, only a few Anbu with their cloaks on stood
talking to each other in the main room. They turned to watch her approach.
�Have you seen
Hatake Kakashi here?� She asked the closest, whose mask had a pattern of what
looked like orange feathers across one cheek.
His only
response was to point down a hall. She nodded and left them still feeling their
eyes follow her closely. She started looking in rooms as she passed and had to
turn back a little as his voice called to her.
�Sakura.� Kakashi said quietly. The anbu
continued to watch her until she stepped into the windowless room Kakashi was
in.
He was pushing
paper into a folder as he stood and came around to lean against the table he�d
been working at. His eye quickly took in her borrowed clothes and bruised right
collar bone.
�Where�d that
come from?� He said pulling down her shirt collar a little more as she came to
stand in front of him. The bruise was raised and looked scraped as well as it
moved down to include some breast tissue.
�Confused anbu gave me a little love punch as I tried to help him
last night. Don�t worry he was restrained by and a fellow anbu
before he could hurt anyone else in the room.� Kakashi pulled the shirt up in
place as he realized she wasn�t wearing a bra.
Sakura�s
thoughts turned to the men and women she tired to help last night and
expectedly they landed on Shiden. She wondered how
soon she�d see his name on the monument and if she�d want to sit there like
Kakashi did and stare at.
Kakashi
watched as her eyes un-focus and stare at an invisible spot on the wall.
�I heard we
lost some anbu at the hospital last night.� His
comment broke her concentration and made her focus on him again.
�Not we. I
lost an anbu last night.� He waited but no tears came
to her eyes. She looked at him with a plea. �Why can�t I cry? I lost Shiden. I saw him alive when I came, I don�t think I tried
to get down their quickly enough. They labeled him as not urgent. What�s wrong
with me? I should cry, he�s dead and I was there. Shouldn�t I cry?�
He watched
quietly before pulling her into an embrace. But it didn�t make her cry. Usually
sympathy was enough to release her feelings.
�I feel nothing
inside, Kakashi.� Kakashi stroked her hair until she looked up at him. He
brushed hair away from her clear green eyes.
�Nothing is
wrong with you. You have to do this, shinobi die all
the time. You can�t cry for them all.�
She lifted her
face closer to his using his body for support. He dropped closer to her
partially spread lips. Drawing her lips across his covered jaw she made him
shiver and lay his hands on her hip bones. He closed his eyes as she continued
to gently kiss his jaw line before whispering, her lips moving gently.
�Touch me
Kakashi. Please, I need to feel something.�
I need to
feel you against me. Touch me, touch me, touch me
please�
His right hand
lifted the edge of her shirt, fingertips smoothing along her hip, then into the
dent of her waist. She shuddered under his hand and dark gaze.
�This is
alright?� He asked softly as his lips neared her own. She nodded and kissed his
covered lips her teeth coming out next to gently bite his lower lip.
She felt like
her skin was on fire. Her stomach knotting and her knees
locking to keep her body against his. His hand flexed squeezing her rib
cage as she bit him. She moaned a little against his mouth even as she heard a
noise outside their open door.
�Kakashi, what
the hell are you doing?� Sakura�s head whipped around at the familiar voice and
found both Sasuke and Naruto standing in the doorway. She watched as Naruto�s
usual grin immediately vanished from his face.
Sasuke was the
one who had spoken but his face looked so completely emotionless she was
reminded strongly of his older brother Itachi.
Sakura
snatched her hands away from Kakashi�s chest and took a little half step away
from him, turning slightly towards them. Sasuke�s eyes were fixed on Kakashi
and they narrowed alarmingly when Kakashi�s hand didn�t immediately leave its
place against her exposed side.
Naruto was
focused on her face but his eyes shifted momentarily as Kakashi�s hand left her
side. Fingertips giving her a small stroke and making her shiver before calmly
resting back at the edge of the table top he was leaning on.
Sasuke�s jaw
clenched when he saw her body�s almost imperceptible shiver. Kakashi looked as
cool and detached as ever but Sasuke�s and Naruto�s silence was scaring her.
�I have to go
to Jounin Headquarters.� Sasuke said still staring at
Kakashi but not talking to anyone in particular. He quickly turned and left.
Naruto was now
staring at the floor, unmoving and unnaturally quiet. Sakura built enough
courage and opened her mouth only to be cut off.
�I have to��
Naruto paused, now staring at the ceiling. Then he turned and left equally as
quickly.
�Uuh.� Sakura covered her
face in her hands and tried hard not to think suicidal thoughts.
I hate
them, I hate them, God I hate myself.
She felt
Kakashi shift slightly beside her but she couldn�t make herself look at him or
do anything other than stand there.
�I promised
I�d visit Genma and fill him in when I found time.� Sakura just nodded with her
face still shielded by her hands.
Kakashi stood
and moved past her without making any kind of contact. She was left in the room
still digging her fingernails into her forehead.
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Good
god I�m excited. Which is kind of sad since I already know
what�s going to happen. Sorry (again) in advance about consistency and
such, I try to read through these 4-6 times before I post. But I suck, what
with�well, everything to do with writing (spelling, grammar, and awkward
sentence structure, just to name a few). See I just spelled the word �awkward�
wrong and had to use spell check (sigh).
Your Nushi
P.S. If you�re
like me you may need help with random Japanese words people sometimes throw in,
or you�re just interested in character names and what not (try looking up
Kakashi's name if you've never thought of this). The below website should be of
great help to you. Replace the word dot with a period of course.
wwwdotj-prepdotcom/contentdothtml
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