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Aftermath
Tell me are you still around
Tell me where can you be found
Is there anyone to find the way
If you're gonna let me down
tell me where can you be found
Is there anyone to find the way
-Luxx "Understand"
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Chapter 3: Aftermath
Waking up the next morning had been something akin to pulling the band-aid off a festering wound. Kakashi had shifted in his sleep waking Sakura up in the process when she realized someone else was in bed with her. She sat bolt upright and whipped her head to the side so fast, the room spun and a wave of nausea hit her as her neck popped. When her cloudy green eyes landed on the bare chest of the man next to her, the memories of the previous evening came rushing back. She placed a hand over her mouth and ran to the bathroom with the speed only a jounin possessed.
He must have heard her retching, as he knocked on her door shortly thereafter. "Sakura? I'm… gonna go."
The only thing she could respond with before another round of vomit splashed into the toilet was, "Uh huh." She never even heard the door shut behind him. The strange thing was, at that point, she truly felt no attachment to him beyond that of an equal.
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"Shishou? You requested me?" Sakura entered the cluttered office shortly after knocking. She had received a summons from a masked ANBU she knew as Neko while she was on her way to the Yamanaka's shop. The lithe form, all black cotton and gleaming silver armor, had said nothing but her name before handing her the justu-sealed scroll. She had bowed in thanks, and was still bent when she felt the rush of wind signifying his exit.
Tsunade's head snapped up at the sound of her favorite student's voice. She blinked rapidly to refocus her eyes and a weary smile spread across her face. If one were to step back and really look at the Godaime Hokage, they would see how her time as the leader of Konohagakure had taken its toll on her. Her signature justu to turn back the effects of aging had started to lag. Smile lines and crows feet were beginning to deepen, and one would be able to see how the wrinkles cause by furrowing her brow took just a little bit too long to smooth out. One didn't even need to possess a kekkei genki to see her chakra levels were beginning to shift chaotically as the seal on her forehead waned.
"Hi, Sakura. How are you doing?" Tsunade's toned alluded to more than a simple polite greeting, but Sakura knew better than to lie to the woman who had become her surrogate mother when her own had died.
"I left him. But… I'm doing okay. I think," she sighed and rubbed her forehead, "I think I just need to take some time…" The older woman nodded understandingly and rose to walk around her desk. Placing a hand upon the pinkette's tense shoulder, Tsunade knelt down before her. Their eyes met and Tsunade was only barely prepared when the younger girl launched herself at her, sobbing miserably.
"Shhh… it's okay," Tsunade murmured, running her hands through Sakura's hair. They remained on the floor until long after Sakura's tears dried and her sobs turned to trembling. Even then, she continued to whisper comfort and present herself as a shoulder to cry on.
"Shishou?" Sakura's pitiful voice rose, cracking from the force of her cries.
"Mmm?"
"What am I gonna do?" She broke out of the protective hold her mentor had sheltered her in and buried her head between her knees. "How… I can't just stick around the village, doing my normal thing, or… but…" Her thoughts were muddled. Before then, her biggest fear was losing a patient on the table, and even that only manifested late at night when she tossed in bed. Now, she was more terrified of caring for someone who refused her, again. Her history tended to repeat itself, and she still struggled to break it's tenuous hold on her life.
"Well, I called you here specifically to offer Team Seven a mission."
"But, Shishou-!" Tsunade's hand cut her off and Sakura's mouth snapped shut like a trap.
"You will go ahead of the rest of Team Seven, having a head start of six months. Here are the mission specifics. Have the Yamanaka girl give you a hand with your disguise, and go over the plan with Naruto. Meet me back here in two days' time with various strategies and we'll decide on the best one to prepare for all contingencies. This is a high-risk mission, Sakura; S-class, really. No fuck ups." And with that, the blonde woman had gone from being her best friend to her leader in the time it had taken Sakura to breathe in once.
"Hai, Shishou." Sakura bowed with proper respect and turned toward the door. Upon reaching it, Sakura looked over her shoulder one last time at the swiftly aging Sannin. "Shishou? Thanks." With that, she was gone, eager to take her mind off of her own life and dive into her work.
Tsunade spun in her chair and gazed at the approaching sunset. She could hear the click of Tonton's hooves in the hallway, signaling Shizune's approach. Taking a swift shot of the sake hidden under her desk, she thought to herself, 'Don't thank me yet, kid.'
Tell me where can you be found
Is there anyone to find the way
If you're gonna let me down
tell me where can you be found
Is there anyone to find the way
-Luxx "Understand"
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Chapter 3: Aftermath
Waking up the next morning had been something akin to pulling the band-aid off a festering wound. Kakashi had shifted in his sleep waking Sakura up in the process when she realized someone else was in bed with her. She sat bolt upright and whipped her head to the side so fast, the room spun and a wave of nausea hit her as her neck popped. When her cloudy green eyes landed on the bare chest of the man next to her, the memories of the previous evening came rushing back. She placed a hand over her mouth and ran to the bathroom with the speed only a jounin possessed.
He must have heard her retching, as he knocked on her door shortly thereafter. "Sakura? I'm… gonna go."
The only thing she could respond with before another round of vomit splashed into the toilet was, "Uh huh." She never even heard the door shut behind him. The strange thing was, at that point, she truly felt no attachment to him beyond that of an equal.
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"Shishou? You requested me?" Sakura entered the cluttered office shortly after knocking. She had received a summons from a masked ANBU she knew as Neko while she was on her way to the Yamanaka's shop. The lithe form, all black cotton and gleaming silver armor, had said nothing but her name before handing her the justu-sealed scroll. She had bowed in thanks, and was still bent when she felt the rush of wind signifying his exit.
Tsunade's head snapped up at the sound of her favorite student's voice. She blinked rapidly to refocus her eyes and a weary smile spread across her face. If one were to step back and really look at the Godaime Hokage, they would see how her time as the leader of Konohagakure had taken its toll on her. Her signature justu to turn back the effects of aging had started to lag. Smile lines and crows feet were beginning to deepen, and one would be able to see how the wrinkles cause by furrowing her brow took just a little bit too long to smooth out. One didn't even need to possess a kekkei genki to see her chakra levels were beginning to shift chaotically as the seal on her forehead waned.
"Hi, Sakura. How are you doing?" Tsunade's toned alluded to more than a simple polite greeting, but Sakura knew better than to lie to the woman who had become her surrogate mother when her own had died.
"I left him. But… I'm doing okay. I think," she sighed and rubbed her forehead, "I think I just need to take some time…" The older woman nodded understandingly and rose to walk around her desk. Placing a hand upon the pinkette's tense shoulder, Tsunade knelt down before her. Their eyes met and Tsunade was only barely prepared when the younger girl launched herself at her, sobbing miserably.
"Shhh… it's okay," Tsunade murmured, running her hands through Sakura's hair. They remained on the floor until long after Sakura's tears dried and her sobs turned to trembling. Even then, she continued to whisper comfort and present herself as a shoulder to cry on.
"Shishou?" Sakura's pitiful voice rose, cracking from the force of her cries.
"Mmm?"
"What am I gonna do?" She broke out of the protective hold her mentor had sheltered her in and buried her head between her knees. "How… I can't just stick around the village, doing my normal thing, or… but…" Her thoughts were muddled. Before then, her biggest fear was losing a patient on the table, and even that only manifested late at night when she tossed in bed. Now, she was more terrified of caring for someone who refused her, again. Her history tended to repeat itself, and she still struggled to break it's tenuous hold on her life.
"Well, I called you here specifically to offer Team Seven a mission."
"But, Shishou-!" Tsunade's hand cut her off and Sakura's mouth snapped shut like a trap.
"You will go ahead of the rest of Team Seven, having a head start of six months. Here are the mission specifics. Have the Yamanaka girl give you a hand with your disguise, and go over the plan with Naruto. Meet me back here in two days' time with various strategies and we'll decide on the best one to prepare for all contingencies. This is a high-risk mission, Sakura; S-class, really. No fuck ups." And with that, the blonde woman had gone from being her best friend to her leader in the time it had taken Sakura to breathe in once.
"Hai, Shishou." Sakura bowed with proper respect and turned toward the door. Upon reaching it, Sakura looked over her shoulder one last time at the swiftly aging Sannin. "Shishou? Thanks." With that, she was gone, eager to take her mind off of her own life and dive into her work.
Tsunade spun in her chair and gazed at the approaching sunset. She could hear the click of Tonton's hooves in the hallway, signaling Shizune's approach. Taking a swift shot of the sake hidden under her desk, she thought to herself, 'Don't thank me yet, kid.'