|Shadows of the Past
Author: Creidhe PM
As the midnight sky begins to darken the shadows of the past begins to emerge. Sakura’s world is turned upside down when two worlds begin to collide changing the course of history. Flaming Heart SequelRated: Fiction M - English - Romance - Sakura H. & Kakashi H. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 7,680 - Reviews: 50 - Favs: 61 - Follows: 121 - Updated: 04-19-09 - Published: 03-06-09 - id: 4906145
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Shadows of the Past
Summary: As the midnight sky begins to darken the shadows of the past begins to emerge. Sakura's world is turned upside down when two worlds begin to collide changing the course of history. This time she has to fight by herself… perhaps even against those she loves the most.
Warning: This is Flaming Heart Sequel. So if you haven't read that, please do.
[Alternative Universe] Pairings: Sakura X Kakashi/Sasuke
Author Note: I'm so sorry. I had to delete the story because I wasn't too happy with how it was going.
It wasn't just tears. What he was hearing were tearing, gut-wrenching sobs.
Halfway to the hallway, Naruto stopped in mid-stride. He stood, indecision cementing his feet firmly in place. Bright shaky blue orbs gazed at the wooden door, wishing that somehow she knew he was standing right there, listening.
'Mama…' he begged in his mind, 'please… don't cry.'
The young boy frowned and his knees almost gave in when he heard her loud reply, the cries freezing his kind, warm heart. His body started to shiver as an ice cold sensation licked his spine. He wanted to walk forward, to reach the door and ask what was wrong. He wanted to hug her, to make everything alright. However, like every night, the louder the cries the more he would back away.
'Why do you cry?' he asked in his mind, hoping somehow an answer would come to him, 'Why during the day do you hold everything back and smile? Laugh with your friends, laugh with me… and at night when you think I'm asleep… you cry until you fall asleep… why mama?'
Feeling his eyes begin to water as well, the blond-haired boy quickly lowered his head and stared deeply at the wooden floor. It wasn't right! His mama shouldn't have to cry. She was a strong woman. The strongest woman he knew! Bringing his lips back, he tried desperately to keep his own hot drops in.
He tried to shut away everything around him, he tried to listen to the small voice in his head to go back to sleep. It will be over by morning, it said. But, he couldn't. He just couldn't turn around and pretend everything was fine. Not when, each cry of his mother, each dropping tear, each chocking, sniffling and loud sobbing were a stab to his heart.
He needed to do something. He needed to let his mama know that he was there. Slowly raising his eyes back up, he stared determinedly towards the door. Even though he dreaded what he could possible see, he walked forward with equal determinate steps. Quickly turning the doorknob, he threw herself into the room; flushing lightly at the bold action as he stood in the room.
His heart sunk as he watched the scene ahead of him. His mother was sitting on the bed looking absolutely miserable. The woman who had influenced him so much, who was stronger than any woman he ever knew, was shedding painful tears.
He watched as her green eyes moved slowly from her hands and to his eyes.
There was evident shock in his mother eyes to his sudden intrusion. The red-haired woman lips parted slightly as tears started to flow freely down her son's face.
"Naruto!" She exclaimed quickly, wiping her tears into her sleeve "is something wrong?"
His words were so unexpected. They cut through her shielding instantly. A loud sob escaped her lips and she wasn't fast enough to suppress it with her hand. Kushina raised her arms forward; a weak smile decorated her features as she stretched her arms toward him. She nodded as her son tip toed his way toward her. Her heart raced as she watched his blue eyes narrow as his lips quiver. She quickly reached for him and held him tight as he threw his petit arms around her. At that very moment, they were both children begging for a mothers hug.
It was all Sakura could think about as she stood on her front porch with her arms wrapped tightly around Kakashi's waist. He held her head gently between his hands and a moan slide from deep in her throat straight into his mouth. She shivered against him and he slid one arm down to surround her and pull her closer, thinking she was chilly in the night air. But that wasn't it at all. She felt like she was finally coming home now that his arms were back around her. Sakura burrowed closer; not wanting to come up for air and find out this was all a dream or just a mistake. She couldn't face him, so she stroked his tongue with hers and shivered once more. Passion threatened to overwhelm both of them, so Kakashi had to stop or he was going to take her right there on the front porch. He pulled her back, but kept one hand on her face, tilting her chin up so she would look him in the eye.
"Sakura," he murmured and her lips curved up in a slight smile.
"Come inside, Kakashi," she said. He stroked his thumb under her eye.
"I have to go." He said, "I think the Hokage will kick my ass if I don't get there soon."
"Come inside, Kakashi," Sakura repeated quietly. He smiled slightly and bent his head, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth.
"Okay," he said and let her go so she could unlock the door. He followed her in to the house and watched her take off her coat. He couldn't help but watch her body move in that little black dress she was wearing. She glanced at him over her shoulder and saw the look in his eyes. She turned back around quickly, her heart fluttering. She knew that look, Kami, she knew it. It had used to make her melt. Still did, she thought to herself and reached behind her to take off her necklace.
"Would you like some coffee?" She asked, turning around to face him once she got her necklace off and placed it on the stand beside the couch. He shrugged.
"Sure. I probably don't need it, but I'll take some."
"Want me to make decaf?" She asked and headed to the kitchen. He took his coat off and threw it over the back off the couch.
"Whatever you want," he replied quietly and followed her. She lifted an eyebrow at him quickly and then turned to the coffee maker. She went slowly, needing some time to settle down. Her heart was still pounding in her chest from that kiss on the porch. She didn't want to admit that she was nervous, not even to herself. When she couldn't stall anymore, she turned to face him.
"So," she said quietly and looked at him. He didn't say anything for a moment, so she barreled on, unable to stand the silence. "Is Sasuke going with you?"
"Yes. He is coming with me." Kakashi replied somewhat annoyed, "For Kami's sake, Sakura. It's not like I'm a baby that needs a babysitter."
Sakura giggled and walked toward him, placing down two mugs of coffee on the small table. "Don't go," she suddenly whispered. She wasn't sure if she was making the right choice, but all she knew was that right now she wanted him. She wanted him to be there, with her. She missed him too much. He was so busy with missions and she had been stuck in the hospital, both barely had time for each other. She stepped forward and lifted her lips to his. As soon as their lips made contact, he reached for her and dragged her close. She wrapped her arms around his neck quickly and stood on her tiptoes to meet him. She nipped at his bottom lip before she darted her tongue out over it to sooth the area she had just used her teeth on.
"Sakura," he groaned and settled his hands on her hips.
"I want you," she said and slid her hands under his green vest. She tugged his dark shirt out from his blue pants so she could feel his skin against her fingers. She turned around, tugging him towards the bedroom.
"Sakura, wait," he said, even as she tugged his earlobe with her teeth. He held her still with his hands on her hips.
"Kakashi," she said and slid her hands around to cup his butt and press her pelvis into his. He moaned again.
"Sakura, if we do this, I'll be getting there really late," he said as she dragged her tongue down his neck.
"It's not like you're always on time," she smirked and began tugging his shirts over his head. As soon as he was free of the clothing, he had his hands around her waist again.
"What about the Uchiha? He'll probably kill me," he begged. She didn't answer, just led him into her bedroom. He hoped the Uchiha would not kill him.
"Touch me, Kakashi," she breathed. He reached his hands under her dress to cup her butt, but he couldn't touch her skin because she had panty hose on. She leaned against him and reached down with one hand, pulling off the straps of her right shoe. She switched legs and tugged the other one off. She hiked up her dress and reached to pull her black panty hose off.
"Wait," Kakashi said and placed his hands over hers. She looked up at him and met his gaze. "Let me do it," he said quietly. She dropped her hands and watched him. He kneeled in front of her and pulled on her panty hose. The dark material slid down her thighs, exposing her smooth, milky white skin. He sighed and pressed an appreciative kiss to her inner thigh. She trembled and touched one hand to the top of his head for balance. He tugged the panty hose down farther. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside. He slid his hands up her calves and gently tickled the backs of her knees for a moment before he slid his hands up the back of her thighs. "What are these?" He asked, smiling as he exposed her lacy black panties. He lifted her dress high enough so he could nibble along her hip.
"Kakashi," she murmured. He pressed his lips to her center. "Oh, I don't think can't stand up much longer," she said. He chuckled low in his throat and stood up, wrapping his arms around her.
"Kiss me, Sakura," he said. She lifted her mouth to his and slid her arms around his neck. He pressed into her so she walked backwards until the backs of her knees hit the edge of the bed. He pressed her down onto the bed and laid his heavy weight over her as he settled in between her legs.
He lowered his head and buried his lips into the skin under her ear. She arched her neck back, giving him access. He slid one hand up over her thigh and stroked her body until he reached her breast. His fingers rested against the bare skin just above the top of her dress. He stroked the skin there and she murmured against his lips.
"Mm?" She murmured as he stroked his hands over her.
"I love this dress," he said. She opened her eyes to look at him. He kissed the skin above her dress where his hand had just been. "It drives me crazy," he said. She reached up, wrapping her left hand around the back of his neck. "When I saw you today leaving the hospital," he trailed his tongue over her chest, "I lost my breath." He lifted his head and looked down into her sleepy eyes. "You're gorgeous." She grinned a little.
"You might like this dress, but I need you to get it off of me. Now," she said. He chuckled and pressed his lips to hers quickly.
"Hot?" He asked. She lifted her hips and pressed them against him. His eyes crossed.
"Yes," she answered. She rolled over, offering him her zipper. He slid it down slowly and pressed kisses along her back as he did. He tugged on her dress and she slipped her arms out of it so that her shoulders and upper back were exposed. He trailed his tongue over her shoulder bones.
"Lovely," he murmured and tugged her dress down farther until it was settled around her hips. He pressed an open mouthed kiss to her lower back. Sakura sighed. He sat back up and pulled her dress all the way off. He tossed it gently to the floor and reached up to unhook her strapless black bra. She lifted up so he could pull it out from under her and he tossed it to the floor, too. Then he gently rolled her over. He sat up and looked down at her. She looked like an angel with her pink curls spread over the pillow, her smooth pale skin exposed to him, and a sexy little grin upon her lips.
"You have no idea what you do to me," he said and leaned over her to press a searing kiss to her lips. She wrapped her arms loosely around his shoulders. He pressed his naked chest against hers and she sighed at the texture of him. His mouth trailed to her ear and then nibbled lower, lovingly kissing her neck. He traced her collarbone with his tongue as her fingertips danced lightly over his back. His mouth slid down and he nipped gently at the skin on the side of her breast. She gasped a little at the roughness of it, but sighed when he slid his tongue over the abused skin to relieve it. He swirled his tongue around her nipple and she trembled in anticipation. He finally took her into his mouth and suckled gently.
She moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders. He settled there for a few seconds before moving his mouth lower. He kissed a small freckle she had below her right breast and then kissed his way down her flat belly. He dipped his tongue into her belly button and moved to the skin beside it. He nipped gently and sucked for a moment, leaving a little mark of his behind him on her skin. He wanted her to see it later and remember what he had done to her.
He finally moved lower and pressed another open mouth kiss to her hip. She shuddered and moved under him. He grinned, remembering that was a sensitive spot. He moved lower, pressing his lips to her inner thigh once more. He moved to the other thigh and then slid his tongue up to outline her black panties. She moaned deep in the back of her throat. He sat up a little, taking hold of the lace and slowly peeling it off of her body. He tossed the panties to the floor with her other clothes. He kissed around her center, teasing her. She wiggled under him, lifting her hips and making soft little noises with her throat. He pressed his face into her thigh for a moment, desperately trying to hold on to his control.
"Please," she said softly and he couldn't have stopped himself if he wanted to. He stroked his tongue over her a few times and she shuddered, her thighs clenching around his head as an orgasm shimmered through her. He watched her come back down to earth and he settled in beside her, not yet on top of her. When the shudders finally stopped she opened her eyes to look at him, surprised he was no longer on top of her.
"I don't have a condom," he said.
"Please…" she replied.
"Damn," he said. "You promised."
"I know… I know…" Sakura whispered, hiding her body with a blanket, "Kakashi I-"
"We have talked about this." Kakashi pressed his lips together, looking at her hurt green eyes.
"And it's not fair… I don't see why-"
"We have talked about this already." Kakashi repeated strongly, picking up his clothes, "I have to go."
"Bye." She whispered as she watched him walk out of the door. A pang filled her heart as she looked at his retreating back. Something didn't feel right.
It was a really weird feeling. One that she hadn't felt in years, it was as if everything was about to change, again.
Gulping, she wrapped the blanket around her and ran. She reached the door, yanked it open and watched his tall silhouette walk down the street.
"KAKASHI!" she screamed, ignoring the shocked look some neighbors were giving her.
The silver-haired jounin stopped and looked over her shoulder, his mismatched eyes staring at the pink-haired beauty.
"KAKASHI PLEASE BE CAREFUL!"
He shook his head, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Two days later…
"I seriously don't know what's wrong with him." Sakura sighed, burying her head in her hands.
"Men…" Anko snorted.
Hana nodded, "They're not scared to go on missions and face the enemy, nope. That's piece of cake… but when we mention babies and marriage… they'll run away screaming like women."
"Hai Hai!" Anko agreed, raising their third bottle of sake.
Sakura eyed the bottle and groaned, "I can't! I have to go back to work!" she exclaimed sending a reproving look at the two kunoichi.
"Do you really have to?" Hana questioned, sighing.
"Of course I have to!" Sakura exclaimed, standing up, "And you both really have to stop coming like this. There is nothing wrong with you two! You know there are sick people outside waiting to be called, right?"
"It's not like there aren't other nurses on this hospital." Anko replied, pouting.
"Alright alright." Hana grinned sheepishly, she stood up, "We'll leave you to work. Have fun."
"Whatever." Sakura replied, glaring at both women as they left her office.
A few hours later
It had to be the coldest night ever; the wind was irate and kept hissing into the gelid air forcing the trees leaves to dance along. The sky was dark and the usual shining stars took cover behind the enormous grey clouds. Green bright eyes stared directly at the sky trying to spot at least one little star. Sighing in defeat, Sakura adjusted her long coat to her slender body. She had just left the hospital and as usual she couldn't see a single soul roaming through the dark streets. Sometimes the pink-haired kunoichi wondered if she should just stay in her office and sleep there, that way she could save some time. Then again, it would make the fact that she bought a whole new apartment look rather useless.
A strong gust of wind whipped her long pink hair across her face, forcing her eyes to close tightly. Sakura patiently waited for the wind to calm down while little by little, her skin began to prickle. Her rosy lips parted as she felt her heart squeeze tightly for what seemed to be an eternity. Dropping her arms to the sides the wind forced her coat open, revealing a white nurse uniform. Sakura came to an abrupt stop and jerked her head to the other side. With wide open eyes, her gaze was somewhat blurry but she could still identify the three figures in front of her.
Her entire body froze. Sakura fleetingly forgot to breathe as her green eyes caught panicking crimson ones. Hesitantly, Sakura dared to move her gaze to the man in the middle. Her eyes widened in absolute horror as she studied his bloodied face. His silver-hair was wet, partly consumed in sweat and blood. Part of his lips and cheeks were completely swollen plus his entire body was shaking, probably with fever. The medic-nin wondered to herself how could he still stand in his current state. That was when she noticed that he couldn't. Sasuke and Genma had Kakashi arms around their shoulders, supporting his entire weight.
Still in complete astonishment, Sakura managed to force her wobbly legs forward. Her body was in shock, it barely obeyed her instructions to move, to do something.
"Leave… me… just… go."
Sakura blinked in confusion as Sasuke adjusted Kakashi arm around his shoulder, "Hn… there is no way we are leaving you behind." Sasuke blurted out at the same time as his red eyes started to darken.
Genma suddenly stopped causing Kakashi to almost fall down. His dark eyes were wide and his expression prevented Sakura to step any further. Sasuke bit his lip hard as he held Kakashi on his own. Genma's loud cry filled the gelid night air freezing every Sakura senses. A small amount of blood escaped Genma's mouth while Sakura could only watch in absolute horror at the dark silhouettes behind the three men. Wide green eyes met spinning wheels of an unfamiliar bloodied sharingan.
"Sasuke-kun…" Sakura's voice was feeble and strange as if someone other than her had spoken in her place. She wanted an explanation but she had the feeling that none of them could provide her one at the moment.
"Sakura!" Sasuke's deep voice seemed to have awakened her. He was now close to her and was now struggling to drag both Genma and Kakashi with him. She groaned in despair as she looked at Genma's back filled with shuriken and kunai. He was not going to make it. There was too much blood loss. Shaking her head, she quickly took her hands to her waist and mentally cursed herself when she didn't find her holster.
Whoever was approaching did not seem to be in a hurry. They were still far walking in a slow pace. Sakura still couldn't distinguish their faces but she could clearly see one thing. Those silhouettes… every single one of them possessed bright red eyes.
"What is going on?" she asked as she easily pulled Genma towards her, lifting up the extra weight off Sasuke.
"Uchiha," Kakashi croaky voice answered, "a whole lot of them,"
"I have never seen them before," Sasuke cut in with a serious worried expression.
Sakura pushed her eyebrows together and frowned, "W-what happened?" she finally asked as she pushed more chakra into her feet, increasing her speed. Genma's body was trembling and he was coughing blood. Sakura heart weighted more than ever. She knew pretty well that he was not going to make it.
"We were ambushed as soon as we reached Konoha's gates,"
"How many?" Sakura asked as her features hardened. From the corner of her eyes she stared at Kakashi troubled and wounded features. She gritted her teeth in annoyance and worry. She could… she could have lost him. What if Kakashi was in Genma's situation instead? Her throat seemed to burn as the morbid thought ran through her head. Sakura shook her head as if she was shaking the unwanted thoughts away. There was no time. They had to hurry. They had to warn the village that they were under attack.
Sakura came to a violent stop and felt her legs muscle protest. Wincing as Genma weight almost brought her to her knees, Sakura adjusted the dying man on her right side, freeing her left hand. With a single hand sign, she created a clone.
There were no need words between her and the other pink-haired Sakura. The clone knew exactly what to do. Sasuke arched a surprised eyebrow and wondered to himself why hadn't he thought of it. Kakashi coughed and raised his head, locking his gaze with Sakura's. He had a confused expression written all over his pale wounded face.
"Who are you?"
Sakura felt as if she had been slapped. She blinked at first expecting to see him smile or that sparkle in his eyes that always told her he was joking but there was no smile or sparkle. Kakashi shook his head and tried to break free from Sasuke's firm hold.
"Who are you people?" Kakashi repeated demandingly. He jerked his head back to Sakura and stared at Genma's unconscious form, "Bastards," Kakashi muttered under his breath.
"Kakashi…" Sakura called his name ever so subtly.
Kakashi shot her the scariest look ever, "Just wait until I'm done with you,"
Sasuke took in a deep breath and quickly pressed two fingers against Kakashi's neck, pressing a weak spot, putting the silver-haired jounin fast asleep.
"Sakura," Sasuke eyes narrowed as he took in her static face, "Sakura damn it!"
Sakura gasped not even noticing that she had dropped Genma. Sasuke came to a sudden stop. The intruders were approaching them. His bloodied sharingan gaze fell on the shocked pink-haired girl. She had her hands clenched around her chest and a bizarre look reflected in her green eyes. If Sasuke didn't know better he would think that she was staring into another world.
Author Note: Well I hope it was any good. This version of my first chapter is more satisfying. At least for me. Please let me know what you think! Thanks for reading.