Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ It's Already Over ❯ Fearless ( Chapter 15 )

Don't own Naruto or Fearless by Falling Up *gasp* another amv from another friend of mine! http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=GeiuRr_BVhI&feature=ch annel_pagelol, another inspiration, thanks Nicky!

 

“Is Naruto alright?”

 

Sakura smiled wearily at the silver haired man. “Yes, he's fine. He just needs some rest.”

 

Kakashi's only exposed eye creased upwards. “That's good.” His smile faltered slightly as he ventured forward. “What exactly happened?”

 

The rosette turned to her left and gazed out of the open window. Kakashi sighed and moved forward. He placed a hand on Sakura's shoulder. “It's Sasuke, isn't it?”

 

Sakura nodded quietly and turned around to face Kakashi. Her haunted eyes bore into his. “Yes. We came across each other that night and…and Naruto got into a fight with Sasuke…”

 

Kakashi's shoulders fell and his grip tightened around Sakura's shoulder. “That boy…” He ruffled his silver hair before letting out a sigh of exasperation. “Sakura,” he murmured, “Sasuke…he's…well he's troubled you know? And from what I heard about you and him, well, he's starting to reach out.” Kakashi smiled gently. “Help him, won't you?”

 

Sakura looked at Kakashi curiously. “How…did you know what happened between us? And…what do you mean he's troubled?”

 

With his lower face covered by a black mask and his left eye covered by a headband, Sakura could not tell how Kakashi was feeling, but her heart sank as Kakashi lowered his head slightly.

 

“You mean, he didn't tell you?” Kakashi whispered.

 

Sakura shook her head, eyes wide. What was going on? Sasuke, troubled and beating up people? This was like a nightmare, like a movie gone wrong. Sakura rose from Naruto's bedside and grasped at Kakashi's arm. “What is it? Tell me Kakashi, please.” The last bit was said in a hushed voice, almost pleading.

 

Kakashi did not respond immediately. Instead, he leaned on the windowsill and gazed out the window. He bowed his head as the cool breeze ruffled his silver hair. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply.

 

“Kakashi…?”

 

The man's forehead creased in frustration. He straightened up before reaching into his jacket's right pocket. Slipping his hand into the pocket, he extracted a small disc. Spinning it casually, he nodded once at Sakura and tossed it to her.

 

“Here. This is one of his earlier demos, you can have it.”

 

Sakura glanced at the disc. “You still haven't answered my question Kakashi,” she pointed out.

 

Kakashi threw his hand up in defeat. “Guess you should know,” he mumbled. “Come on,” he gestured towards the door. “We can talk about it outside.”

 

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Orochimaru flinched as he pulled out the knife with his teeth. Spitting the weapon onto the floor, he snarled at the raven.

 

“You are weak, Sasuke. You honestly cannot hope to defeat me, you little punk.”

 

Sasuke smirked. “I was weak, that is why I sought you.” He twirled his knife expertly. “But not anymore,” the Uchiha ralied, “Geniuses like you pale in comparison to the Uchihas.”

 

Orochimaru chuckled as he pulled out two twin blades from his boots. “Says the leftover Uchiha.”

 

The raven's face remained emotionless. “You are nothing but a former shell of yourself.” He flourished his blade. “So, let's cut to the chase, shall we?”

 

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Sakura slipped the demo into the car's CD player. Kakashi eased the BMW out of the hospital's car park and cruised casually along the driveway. His knuckles were white with anxiety and the tension was so thick that it could be cut with a knife.

 

Empty house far away.
Lost in lonely space.
You know you've felt the same.
From the shallows in love,

To the depths of your scars.
You know you want to change.

 

As the music started, Kakashi accelerated before speaking in a low tone.

 

“Sasuke's past is very dark. His parents and relatives, well basically the whole clan, disappeared one night. Just vanished into thin air. It was only two years ago that he finally found Itachi.”

 

Sakura's eyes were wide as she absorbed the information. So Sasuke was really related to Itachi after all. But…this didn't make sense. Her body tensed. The girl looked stunned as she spoke with a tremor. “What happened?”

 

In the rafters a vate, fixed and spinning late.
There is a certain fear.
Even light with control, lights outside our homes.
Wait for every tear.

 

Kakashi swerved slightly. Sticking up his middle finger out of the window at another driver, he continued. “Well, it turns out Itachi…was the reason behind their disappearance. They…got into a fight and Sasuke has left ever since.”

 

A gasp escaped from Sakura's lips. Kakashi glanced at her before concentrating on driving. The rosette had a right to know. She was the only one who could help Sasuke. The only one who could understand him. The only one who Sasuke cared, well to an extent, about. Kakashi shook his head sadly.

 

So exit the fall, and now it's over.
Your learning.
It's all before your heart.

So exit the fall, and now it's over.
Your learning.
It's all before your heart.

 

“Sakura,” he chided gently. The girl looked at him nervously. He chuckled humourlessly at her expression. Slowing the car to a stop, he turned to his right to face her. Reaching up to his face, Kakashi pulled up his headband, revealing his left eye. Before Sakura could say anything, he reached behind his head and ripped off his mask. Sakura could only stare at him in shock.

 

“Not a pretty sight, yeah?” Kakashi murmured.

 

Steady hands in the plains,

Calculated ways

To call it ailing in figure.
Hearts far away

When you work so late

From a distant end

 

The silver haired man had a long, vertical scar running across his left eye and the iris was blood red with three strange patches of black. There were horrible burn marks covering the entire lower part of his face and the skin was stretched tightly, giving it a pinkish glow. Sakura's heart was beating so loudly that she was sure Kakashi could hear it. Slowly, she asked, “What…?”

 

Kakashi adjusted his headband and put his mask back on before responding. “I was the jounin assigned to look after the Uchiha clan. We received intelligence that there was danger threatening them.” He smiled wryly and spat out bitterly. “Looks like Itachi was the danger.”

 

Your learning it's all before your heart…Sasuke

 

Kakashi started the car again. “We got into a fight, just him and I. Itachi was the genius and pride of the Uchiha clan, we had no idea that things would turn out this way. I lowered my guard and he took me by surprise.” His eyes narrowed in anger. “ He was aiming for my head but I just managed to sidestep the attack, so he got my eye. I nearly lost my sight because of that. In the end, I lost, obviously, and when I woke up in the hospital, it was already over, you know?” He exhaled noisily, “Turned out he had torched the whole compound as well”. His hand rubbed unconsciously against his face. “I was assigned to look after Sasuke ever since, in case Itachi came back to finish the job.” Slapping the steering wheel lightly, he continued softly, “Rumours are that it was an Akatsuki job.”

 

Akatsuki, the most notorious gang in the whole of Konoha…rumours are that it was an Akatsuki job…

 

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