Hide and Seek;
"Why are you doing this to me?" Sakura screamed as groups of hands emerged out of the darkness that surrounded her. The hands drew closer and closer. Five pairs of hands that were begging to touch her, to violate her, to strip her of her caring nature.
You take care of everyone else's wounds. Who takes cares of yours?
"Everyone needs me to take care of them. That's why I became a medical ninja! I wanted to help others instead of being so weak and useless in the battlefield!" One pair of hands grabbed her shoulders forcefully. She shrieked as she swatted the hands off her body. "Get away from me! Don't. Touch. Me." Her breathing became shallow as that pair of hands withdrew into the darkness.
So everyone needs you? When did you get so cocky, so conceited? Not everyone needs the tender loving care of Sakura Haruno.
"I worked my way up to get where I am right now. I'm one of the best medics in Konoha, everyone agrees with this. It's not just my pride!" She growled and gritted her teeth as the next pair of hands grasped her wrists. "Get off! Get off! Get off! I don't want you near me!" She shook her sideways as the grip loosened from her wrists.
Sakura Haruno, who takes care of you when you're wounded, like this very moment now?
"I take care of me! I'm the only one who can handle me! No one needs to have another burden on their shoulders!" Tears welled up in her eyes as her vision fogged up. The third pair of hands hugged her instead, the arms wrapped around her waist. "No, no, no. Please...please get away from me." Her head hung low, her shoulders constantly shaking as she tried to stifle her sobs. With hesitance, the hands slid away from her waist. She was free once again.
That's right; no one needs another burden like you.
"I'm a burden? I'm a burden? I...I am a burden," streams of waters trailed continuously from her tightly closed eyes. She fell to her knees as her hands covered her face. Her whole body racked as she cried. She had no one to fall back on. All of her friends had at least someone to come home to. She was alone. A sudden feeling of warmth graced itself on her shoulder. It wasn't a pair of hands but just one hand squeezing tightly in comfort. The warmth left as soon as Sakura grew accustomed to it.
You're all alone. You're right back at square one. This whole journey to become useful, to be an important member of the team was all for naught. You're still alone.
Her mind was completely blank. She was right. She was in the same exact position as before. Her emerald eyes were tainted with a darker shade, her roseate locks were pale and her skin was a ghostly white. She was still all alone, after everything she went through to achieve the confidence in herself. The last pair of hands cupped her face and tilted her head upwards. She refused to open her eyes so she kept them shut. She didn't want anyone to worry about her yet she did.
"Sakura."
It was a man's voice this time.
"Sakura."
He said her name again. His voice was oddly familiar.
"Sakura, look at me!"
His thumbs rubbed in small circles against her cheeks. He had yelled at her. She definitely knew his voice.
"Sakura, damn it! Open up your eyes!"
He was wearing gloves; the harsh material itched at her jaw. The scent of pine and dirt invaded her nose. She knew who he was, without a doubt.
"Sakura, if you don't open up your eyes, I will leave you here to die."
She sniggered lightly, as if he could threaten her. He was the one who should be afraid of her. She had monstrous strength just like her mentor, Tsunade. Images of Tsunade flashed behind her eyes. All the memories she shared with her. Then the memories of Naruto, Sasuke, and Ino appeared before her. She wasn't alone, she had her friends. It was the matter of opening up to them and letting them know when she was hurt, that she was afraid to do.
"Sakura...."
There he goes again, with that stern voice of authority that makes you obey his word with no questions asked. She slightly opened one of her eyes, the blinding light outlined Kakashi's head. Two eyes opened now and she smiled sadly.
"Kakashi-sensei..."
His hands dropped from her face and she met with the ugly texture of his jounin vest. He was embracing her like a father would when their child was hurt or sad. But she wasn't a little girl, she's a grown woman. She tried to resist, slamming her palms against his chest until he held her tighter.
"You are not a burden, so don't ever think that. You're a smart woman Sakura, don't forget that." His masked lips brushed against her ear as he whispered.
She could only smile in agreement, "Thank you Kakashi."
She also had her teacher in dirty armor to save her from herself.
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I like this for some reason. My strength in writing is the emotional topics. I like mindfucks... whaaa.
You take care of everyone else's wounds. Who takes cares of yours?
"Everyone needs me to take care of them. That's why I became a medical ninja! I wanted to help others instead of being so weak and useless in the battlefield!" One pair of hands grabbed her shoulders forcefully. She shrieked as she swatted the hands off her body. "Get away from me! Don't. Touch. Me." Her breathing became shallow as that pair of hands withdrew into the darkness.
So everyone needs you? When did you get so cocky, so conceited? Not everyone needs the tender loving care of Sakura Haruno.
"I worked my way up to get where I am right now. I'm one of the best medics in Konoha, everyone agrees with this. It's not just my pride!" She growled and gritted her teeth as the next pair of hands grasped her wrists. "Get off! Get off! Get off! I don't want you near me!" She shook her sideways as the grip loosened from her wrists.
Sakura Haruno, who takes care of you when you're wounded, like this very moment now?
"I take care of me! I'm the only one who can handle me! No one needs to have another burden on their shoulders!" Tears welled up in her eyes as her vision fogged up. The third pair of hands hugged her instead, the arms wrapped around her waist. "No, no, no. Please...please get away from me." Her head hung low, her shoulders constantly shaking as she tried to stifle her sobs. With hesitance, the hands slid away from her waist. She was free once again.
That's right; no one needs another burden like you.
"I'm a burden? I'm a burden? I...I am a burden," streams of waters trailed continuously from her tightly closed eyes. She fell to her knees as her hands covered her face. Her whole body racked as she cried. She had no one to fall back on. All of her friends had at least someone to come home to. She was alone. A sudden feeling of warmth graced itself on her shoulder. It wasn't a pair of hands but just one hand squeezing tightly in comfort. The warmth left as soon as Sakura grew accustomed to it.
You're all alone. You're right back at square one. This whole journey to become useful, to be an important member of the team was all for naught. You're still alone.
Her mind was completely blank. She was right. She was in the same exact position as before. Her emerald eyes were tainted with a darker shade, her roseate locks were pale and her skin was a ghostly white. She was still all alone, after everything she went through to achieve the confidence in herself. The last pair of hands cupped her face and tilted her head upwards. She refused to open her eyes so she kept them shut. She didn't want anyone to worry about her yet she did.
"Sakura."
It was a man's voice this time.
"Sakura."
He said her name again. His voice was oddly familiar.
"Sakura, look at me!"
His thumbs rubbed in small circles against her cheeks. He had yelled at her. She definitely knew his voice.
"Sakura, damn it! Open up your eyes!"
He was wearing gloves; the harsh material itched at her jaw. The scent of pine and dirt invaded her nose. She knew who he was, without a doubt.
"Sakura, if you don't open up your eyes, I will leave you here to die."
She sniggered lightly, as if he could threaten her. He was the one who should be afraid of her. She had monstrous strength just like her mentor, Tsunade. Images of Tsunade flashed behind her eyes. All the memories she shared with her. Then the memories of Naruto, Sasuke, and Ino appeared before her. She wasn't alone, she had her friends. It was the matter of opening up to them and letting them know when she was hurt, that she was afraid to do.
"Sakura...."
There he goes again, with that stern voice of authority that makes you obey his word with no questions asked. She slightly opened one of her eyes, the blinding light outlined Kakashi's head. Two eyes opened now and she smiled sadly.
"Kakashi-sensei..."
His hands dropped from her face and she met with the ugly texture of his jounin vest. He was embracing her like a father would when their child was hurt or sad. But she wasn't a little girl, she's a grown woman. She tried to resist, slamming her palms against his chest until he held her tighter.
"You are not a burden, so don't ever think that. You're a smart woman Sakura, don't forget that." His masked lips brushed against her ear as he whispered.
She could only smile in agreement, "Thank you Kakashi."
She also had her teacher in dirty armor to save her from herself.
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I like this for some reason. My strength in writing is the emotional topics. I like mindfucks... whaaa.