Ty for the one review! I guess this story will be continued haha ^ -. Keep reading and enjoy the second chapter! I might put up chapter 3 tomorrow but it might have to wait until wednesday :( Again I'm lazy lol

~ Belle

Her head landed against my chest, her hand now slid from mine, moist with her blood. I pulled my headband down, concealing the sharingan. I gently lowered her body to the ground and got to my feet shakily. My bangs hung in my face.

"Well done, Kakashi…" Orochimaru said quietly from behind me. "She was just a chuunin… we knew you would defeat her easily."

I clenched my fists and started shaking.

"Possession Justus are powerful things, and you managed to execute one effectively… impressive. How does it feel to have killed one of your students? Your comrade? Poor girl… she was so much in love with you too… or could you tell, Kakashi? It was so obvious… even I could see it on her face…" He looked to her and laughed quietly. At that exact moment a window smashed and my name was called by another voice.

"Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto's horrified face looked from mine, to Orochimaru's, to Sakura on the ground to the blood on my hands. "Sakura…" he said sadly, eyes tearing up momentarily. He wiped them away furiously, then his face was angry.

"What have you done?" Naruto yelled in his loudest voice.

Orochimaru and I both raised our eyes from the girl on the floor to look at Naruto. I looked at him sadly.

"This isn't what it looks like, Naruto." I said quietly and calmly. I needed to get out of here.

"Kakashi?" Orochimaru hissed, then laughed. "Boy, this is exactly what it looks like! Your sensei killed the girl for right to his own freedom!"

Naruto's rage faltered for a split second and I could tell he had to work to mask his pain. My jaw twitched. This was all my fault. I should be the one bleeding on the ground, not Sakura.

"I'll kill you." Naruto growled. "I'll kill you right now!"

I quickly stooped and took Sakura's limp form into my arms. I looked to Orochimaru. "I'm burying her at the memorial in Konoha," I ground out. "She deserves a proper funeral. I'll be back to kill you."

Orochimaru cackled and disappeared, apparently happy with himself.

With a glance at Naruto, I disappeared into a cloud of smoke as well.

I appeared in a forest by the memorial. I leaned Sakura against a tree and tried to work as quickly as I could, not being a medic-nin. I pressed my hand to her heart, after 30 seconds I felt a very weak beat under my hand.

I shot chakra into her immediately; I knew enough to seal the gash she had created to stem the blood flow, and enough to get her heart beating more frequently.

Tsunade was home. She gasped when she saw Sakura looking nearly dead in my arms. She immediately opened the door and disappeared into her foyer closet and started grabbing supplies inside as she directed me what to do.

"Lay her on the bed in the guest room upstairs; try to expose the cut more for me; how long has she been unconscious?"

"Um," I paused on the stairs. "Ten minutes?"

"Damn!" Tsunade growled. "This will be a fight. We're lucky she's alive."

"I know." I said sadly, looking again at the petite girl in my arms before laying her gently on the bed, working quickly to pull off her red uniform. I didn't even think about the fact she was now just laying on Tsunade's bed with just a bra and shorts on.

"This was a skillful cut." Tsunade said quietly. "Whoever did it knew what they were doing; they hit every vital organ in their path… intended to kill."

"I know…" I said sadly, shaking slightly.

I watched as Tsunade's hands moved over Sakura's abdomen, and I gently pressed my hand to her chest with the lightest of pressures. A stronger beat.

"She's lost a lot of blood… what happened to her?" Tsunade asked in a soft voice.

"She… did this to herself." I choked out. My voice broke.

Tsunade gasped. "Why on earth…"

"It's all my fault." I shook my head lowly, my silver bangs concealing my visible eye.

"What did you do?" Tsunade asked suspiciously.

"I told her I didn't love her."

Tsunade inhaled sharply, momentarily distracted fro Sakura. "Kakashi…" she said sadly. "That girl she… she loved you with all her heart… when did she tell you?"

"After Orochimaru put us against each other in a fight to the death for freedom. I had attacked her and she just took it, she didn't fight back. I asked her angrily why didn't she fight and she said she wanted me to be free… because she loved me."

"And you threw it back in her face." Tsunade looked at the unconscious girl on the bed with sad eyes. "She… when she was my apprentice… she spoke of you every day."

"Hmm."

"She told me how, say, you smiled at her that morning and it was enough to make her smile for the rest of the day. She would giggle and tell me how she going "butterflies" when you said her name… Then there were days she'd come here from training, crying her eyes out because she didn't think she was good enough… Days you would say something that hurt her feelings, she would be trembling in the corner, unable to perform simple Justus of medicine. It was enough to make me curse your name…" She smiled weakly. "She knew she wasn't what you wanted so she instead settled for loving you for the past two years… She was a wreck most of the time, fidgeting while she worked and barely making conversation… I remember hearing her sob and cry herself to sleep the majority of nights… I finally convinced her maybe telling you was what was best… I didn't think she would but I guess she took my advice... Look what it got her…" A lone tear ran down Tsunade's cheek. "She must feel so… so…"

"I know." I said sadly. "But you have my word Tsunade; I'll stay by her side and make this right, I promise."

She was already at the door, she turned to face me, more tears in her eyes.

"I hope so Kakashi…" she said quietly. "I hope so…"

My mind fluttered through a haze. Strangely, I could feel everything. For death, this was surprisingly painful. I could feel the gash I created in my stomach still; I was aware it was throbbing. Blood pounded in my ears, but one sound drowned it all out.

One thump. A heartbeat.

I was alive.

My heart thumped again as memories began to wash over me in waves. I remember… he said he didn't love me… that he couldn't ever love me… I stabbed myself… the blood… the pain of the wound mixed with the pain of rejection…

He must have saved me.

The thought alone was enough to make me want to cry. Couldn't he see the pain on my face? Hear the crack in my voice when I asked why he couldn't return my love? Couldn't he see I was trying to make it stop? Couldn't he see I desired death? He must have felt an obligation, because I was his comrade, his friend (I thought).

Well not anymore.

I knew he'd be watching me, waiting for me to wake up. If not him then somebody else. I peeked through my eyelashes, not prepared for the sight that met me.

The silver haired jounin was sitting in a chair beside my bed, and he was leaning down with his arms crossed and his head down on the mattress. On my legs. He appeared to be sleeping.

I tried not to blush as hard as I tried not to let the tears leak down my cheeks. It broke my heart to look at him. I had to leave here. I knew he was waiting for me to awaken and if he knew I was awake he would make me talk to him, or at least make me stay to talk to me… I couldn't give him that; my heart wouldn't take it.

So then I closed my eyes and waited. He had to go to the bathroom sometime.

I was almost asleep again before he made the slightest move towards getting up. He hand that was resting on my leg under his arm on top of the blankets twitched. Then he got up slowly and came to stand by my head. I could hear his hand ruffle through his hair.

"Um," he sounded uncomfortable, thinking he was talking to an unconscious body. "Be right back Sakura."

I hated the way he said my name, like he didn't want to be here. Like he didn't want to come back.

Like he didn't love me.

It felt like I had just been stabbed in the chest again. I controlled myself enough so I wouldn't sob out loud, it would surely alert him of my awakened state.

After a few seconds I heard his feet lightly scuffing the floor as he made his way to the bathroom. A door closed inside the room. An adjoined bathroom.

I had to act fast.

As quickly and quietly as I could I slipped off the bed underneath the sheet and got aware of my surroundings. I was in the guest room at Tsunade's house, the room that was mine as her apprentice. I realized I had no shirt on, and I blushed, knowing he had seen me like this made me feel self-conscious. I spotted my red top lying on the floor and slid into it, ignoring the tear on the front that gave a perfect view of a very pink scar going from my stomach to my rib cage. I touched it and winced, still tender.

My eyes flashed up to the other side of the room, where I could suddenly hear water running behind a closed door.

I didn't know how much chakra I had, but I knew I was low and couldn't risk trying to use teleportation jutsu.

I slid the window open and stepped out onto the roof. I looked at the ground and decided it would be more save to travel on the ground than on the rooftops. I closed my eyes and jumped, landing on the ground a storey and a half below. I whimpered and fell over, not having braced myself. Doing a quick assessment and finding no broken bones, I got to my feet and forced what little chakra I had into my legs. I stopped at my house briefly to pack a bag, and in less than five minutes I was running as fast as I could go towards the forest, on the only path leading out of the village.

Then, with a broken heart in pain, a love forever lost, and tears, hot and wet running down my cheeks, I fled Konoha under the cover of nightfall.

Ooooh, how was that?