Fading Shackles

Hi everyone! This is my first try in writing a Naruto fanfic so please, bear with me a little. Would love reviews and points about what you like and so on. Hope you enjoy it ^_^


Chapter 1 - Thoughts

21 year old Sakura Haruno sat on top of the Hokage monument, starting at the setting sun. Her eyes were slightly squinted in the sharp rays, but her face had a small frown on it. She was thinking, and had been for a while. She was now ANBU in Konoha, a Black Ops also, and the best medic in the village and even in other countries, having surpassed Tsunade on the field about two years ago.

But Sakura wasn't all that happy anyway. Sure, she had a good job at the hospital that she liked, she had good pay and even better when she was out on missions, having good life savings that she could use, friends that liked her and a good body to get boys that she wanted. All summed up, her life was perfect. And that was the problem she guessed. The last two years, her life had started to become dull in some way, nothing really surprised her anymore, and no one in the village was even able to catch her interest in the slightest way. Sure, she had her friends and she treasured them very much. But that wasn't what she was searching for right now. She wanted passion, challenge and spice in some way. Making her light up a little again.

As it was now, not many people were able to beat her in an one-on-one combat. She could count them on one hand, and that was saying something of her strength. She wasn't boasting and bragging around with it either, she felt no need for such a childish thing. She already had a reputation in the ANBU and out in the field about being feared and strong.

She covered her eyes with her left arm and proceeded to lie down on the rocky surface, on knee up and thinking back on the earlier years. When she got into Team Seven, the Forest of Death, their mission to Wave Country and it just continued. She ended up in thinking about her fight with Sasori of the red sand and a sad frown etched itself onto her face. She didn't want to kill him, but she had to do it. And she still regretted that, although she had never told anyone. Probably, she never would.

She huffed irritatedly and sat up, looking back at the last rays of the sun. This was getting out of hand, and she needed to do something soon. Another problem for her was that as time went on, she was getting more and more 'frustrated', she was only human after all, and this gave her a very shitty mood. All boys in Konoha was either hooked up, not intrested or boring as hell.

For instance, Neji was with Tenten, Shikamaru was with Temari, Chouji was with Ino and Naruto was with Hinata. Shino wasn't even interested and she avoided Lee in that way like the plague itself. Kiba had been okay, but he was too damn nice, and he wanted her as a girlfriend, making her stop it all fast. Then there was Sai, and Sai was just... Sai. His name calling was still as charming as ever, but she merely laughed about it now, and his smiles weren't always fake anymore. But she didn't really know what type of friendship they had, they just were in some strange way. She wasn't a virgin, she had seen to that on a mission several years ago with some local village boy she had found attractive at the time, but he was just a tool to scratch an itch. Then to the older ones. She already had her play with Genma, and sure he wasn't that bad, but they had both noticed that it was kind of strange, so now he was more of an older brother towards her, with a little strange quirks, but she liked it anyway. She wasn't even interested in Asuma, and he had Kurenai anyway so he was of the list. Gai was making her shudder in disgust and was avoided as much as Lee if not more.

What she really wanted to have, what she really craved for, she couldn't not get, that she was sure of. For some reason, she wanted men with long hair, preferably dark or black, it was some strange fetish she had since she was young. One who would treat her as an equal, not like she was made of glass. She hated being cooed and handled with linen gloves, she was an ANBU for heavens sake! And another thing, she liked it rough in bed, which no one seemed to understand. Someone who would push her up against a wall and kiss her senseless, that was what she wanted.

Then there was Kakashi, and he was a hard nut to crack. He didn't have dark hair, but the man was sex on two legs anyway, and she had seen a fair share of him in medicwork, as she was one of the few he let close enough to treat his injuries. She had considered him for a while now, but not knowing how to get him interested, she had placed it on the side for a long time. He was good looking, strong and had a reputation of getting women to cry their self's to sleep in thoughts of him. Maybe she would put a little effort into this, it never hurt to try at least. She suddenly grinned to herself and chuckled. This was going to be fun, poor Kakashi wouldn't know what hit him before it was too late.

She stood up and stretched, her joints popping and making her groan a little. God, she needed a massage. She had been on a mission for several days in Rice Country and was still in her ANBU gear, having gone here as soon as she entered the village. She sniffed her shirt and cringed. She needed a shower to, badly. She jumped down the monument swiftly and onto the roofs of Konoha, traveling back to her apartment in a normal pace, still being on alert for sudden movements. It was a thing etched into her since she was small also, never to be surprised or attacked of guard again. To may painful things had come from that, both for her and others around her. Never again.

Konoha was pretty silent right now, some civilians still out in the streets, going home from bar's or just being out for a late night stroll. It was late summer and still some warmth was passing through, letting them enjoy a little longer before the autumn rain headed here. That was nothing she looked forward to, but oh well, it was nature.

She arrived at her apartment complex, jumping up to the fourth floor and walking through the corridor to her own one. She fished the key up from a hidden pocket in her vest and placed it in the lock, turning it slowly as she pushed some chakra into it, showing the seal she had placed earlier that it was her so she wouldn't be attacked by all of her own traps. Last time she had tried for fun she had nearly killed herself in the process. Not a good idea she concluded. Only a few people she really trusted had access in here.

She stepped inside and closed the door behind her, sighing softly. It felt good to be back home, but a tad lonely. She took her shoes of and walked into the living room, noticing that Ino had been there and watering her flowers. She shrugged and placed her mission backpack on the small table in front of her couch and walked into the bathroom, reaching inside her shower to turn the water on, letting it get a little warmer than usual as her muscles ached. She slowly undid the straps on her arm and leg guards, placing them on a small shelf beside the shower. She would clean it all later. She then undid her her vest and took of the long gloves that followed, sighing a little as she flexed her arms. Next came the tight sleeveless shirt and her pants, just dropping into her laundry basket for later washing.

She now stood clad in only her bindings and her panties, using her hands to unwrap herself slowly and not tear them. When done, she placed them on the shelf next to her gear and stepped out of her plain white panties, used on missions only model, and threw them in laundry. She stopped briefly and looked herself over in the large mirror that was hanging on a wall beside the shower. Her skin was pale as porcelain, but in a nice way, her pink hair hanging in a braid that reached down to her mid back. She had let it grow again after she made it into ANBU, having it inside her vest on missions. Her stomach was flat and strong and her chest had filled out nicely in the years, so she had a full C-cup know which she was very happy with. Not to much and not to small either. Her hips and ass was nicely shaped and had muscles in, making it pert and good. Her arms and legs were trained nicely and as she swam often, she had long lean muscles all over. In another word, she liked her own body and knew how to use it well. She undid the braid and stepped inside the shower which was now emitting nice steam and groaned softly as the hot rays of water cascaded down her back and soothing her strained muscles a little. She still needed a good massage however, maybe she could ask Kakashi for one.

She washed herself of carefully and took some time as the water appeared to be gray from the start. It was nice to finally be able to use some real shampoo and be really clean, which she hadn't felt in days. She took some of her jasmine scented shampoo and rubbed it thoroughly in her hair, working up a good lather and then rinsed it out, combing her fingers through it to get all away. She then took a conditioner with the same scent and massaged into her scalp and the tips and washed her body of with some coconut scented oil. God it was nice to be home.
She washed all away and then stepped out of the shower, leaning her head inside again to wring out the excess water from her hair. She then enveloped herself in a large navy colored towel, drying of slowly and then spun it around her head to dry her hair. She walked out through the hall and into the bedroom, walking over to her wardrobe and started looking for something to wear. She pulled one drawer out and looked through her underwear and choose a lacy tanga pair and a matching bra, both in black and red, her favorite colors. She placed them on a chair to her right and opened another drawer and pulled out a clean black polo-shirt and a pair of thigh high socks in the same color which she would use the next day. She placed them to the side and wondered what she would choose, pants or skirt.

Then suddenly, she felt a prickling sensation on her skin, a feeling she knew quite well in her years as a shinobi. Someone was watching her. She didn't make any move to show that whoever it was had been discovered, she was more curious who it was and why the hell the person was spying on her. She then grinned slightly as she stretched her arms to her top shelf, showing of her lean stomach and legs as she grabbed some senbon needles she had stocked there for occasions like these. She pretended to look for something on the shelf as she tried to sense where the presence was coming from. She knew her window was open so the person could be outside, but that left the tree outside, the small pond on the side or inside the apartment, which meant inside her room.

It didn't really matter, as she would find the person sooner or later, but she had to praise them for having guts, spying on her like this, fully naked and all. She wasn't ashamed of her body as she had been when she was younger now, quite the opposite in fact. She walked over to the window with four senbon needles in one hand clearly visible and pulled the curtains closed, which ended the prickling. She chuckled a little and once again wondered who was out there somewhere. But right now, she hadn't the energy to dwell on it. She walked over to her bed and placed the needles on the bedside table and dropped down in the bed, snuggling in deeply into the soft new sheets. It felt nice to sleep in a bed again for once. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep, thinking about how she would snare Kakashi someday, preferably soon, very soon.

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A/n: Hope you liked the first chapter, I am already working on the second one. Please review and write in who you would want Sakura to go after first except Kakashi. Later =)