Before you were born chapter 4

Chapter 4

Entry 68

February 26 1969

Last night I showed up at Sayuri's house. I think she's angry at me again. It's been over four months since I've last seen her. A week after she removed my stitches, Sarutobi-Sama sent me back out on another long-term mission. My objective this time was to infiltrate an enemy training camp and take down the leader; and after that I was supposed to cause a distraction large enough to allow my teammates (who, as was previously planned earlier, showed up after I got rid of those in charge) and myself to take out the rest." During the fight I had managed to get injured again, this time with several kunai through my left shoulder and right thigh. I removed the weapons and patched myself up the best I could. After we got rid of the bodies, we made our way back to the village. Turned in our mission report and headed our own ways.

Flash Back

"Hatake-San, you should go to the hospital as soon as we get home," one of the Jonin with me said as we flew though the tree tops. Why can't I remember his name?

"Nah, I'm good."

"But… you're…"

"I said, I'm fine," I replied. That's when I landed hard on the forest floor as we neared the gate, and I had to bite my lip to keep the grunt of pain from escaping.

"I still think…"

"And I said no, now let's get this turned in," I said holding up the mission scroll.

"I'll take it myself, Hatake-San. You head home and get some rest," the other Jonin, a female with long dark hair that reminded me of Sayuri, said as she held out her hand for the scroll.

"Thank you," I said, handing it over to her.

I began walking away with a slight limp, I wasn't paying any attention to my surroundings. Suddenly I noticed that my feet had carried me to Sayuri's house. All the lights but one was out. I quickly made my way to the window and just as I thought it was coming from her room. I began tapping on the glass with urgency.

"Sakumo?" she called out from her half opened window.

"Sayuri, I got hurt again."

"Wha…"

"Let me in."

"Well…ok but you'll have to be quiet, mom and dad are sleeping." Stepping back she opened the window all the way.

I sprang up and into her bedroom without making a single sound. Looking around I recognized the room as the one I spent the majority of my time in on my last visit. While I explored the small room Sayuri returned with her med kit in tow.

"Where are your injuries?" she asked in a whisper.

"Left shoulder and right thigh."

"Sit," she told me as she lit more candles for extra light. "Oh my, Sakumo how on earth did you get hurt?"

"Mission," I simply replied as she began to cut off my makeshift bandages. Once the bloody bandages were removed she began inspecting my wounds.

"Hmm, not good."

"What?" I asked.

"Well in order for me to clean, heal, and bandage these wounds, you'll have to remove your clothes." I noticed her cheeks were suddenly a faint shade of pink.

I had to hide a grin as I stood up and started to unbutton my pants.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" She hissed at me, her voice still a whisper, as she spun around to face the wall away from me.

"You told me to take them off," I chuckled

"I know that, but you could have waited until I had turned around!"

"What? Don't like what you see?" I asked as I carefully began to remove my shirt. (A/N. If someone has an injured arm and you need to help them remove a shirt, you take it off of the uninjured arm first this way you won't cause the person more pain. When putting a new one on you put injured arm in first.)

When I had pulled said item over my head, she had turned to face me and when her eyes traveled up and down my body her face became as red as a ripe tomato. I could feel the heat from across the room. Good thing I had decided not to go commando that day, she would have fainted from a nosebleed.

"Yes…no…I mean…Oh just sit back down, and try not to get blood all over my bed," she replied flustered.

"Yes ma'am."

When she finished her task, she took my uniform, washed out the blood and patched the holes. When she handed me the repaired pants it was close to 12:30 in the morning.

"You can stay and sleep on my futon, if you'd like. I'll sleep here," she said pulling out an extra futon that looked old, worn out and extremely thin.

"I'm not kicking you out of your own bed." I said as I took the futon from her smaller hands.

"Well I'm not going to let you sleep on the floor with your injuries, so take the bed."

"No."

"Yes."

We argued for about ten minutes, until I decided that we had to stop or we'd wake her parents.

"How about we compromise?"

"Ok, a compromise. It's the only way we'll get any kind of sleep. So what do you have in mind?"

"We share the futon, it's big enough."

"B...but...I never." Her face was now bright red once again. I was learning that it was really fun to make her blush.

"It's ok; I'll use a spare blanket."

"Uh, ok I guess that'll work." Cheeks still burning, she handed me another blanket and climbed in on the right side of the futon, her back facing me. I got in on the other side and closed my eyes. Before I knew it I was fast asleep, and I slept through the night, something I hadn't been able to do for years.

Entry 71

March 4 1969

Five days ago I woke in Sayuri's room with her father looming over the futon. Before I had the chance to defend myself he had me by the neck. Said if I ever showed my face around his house again he'd kill me and make sure no one would find my body. Somewhere in the background I could hear someone yelling. He let me go, told me to get dressed and to get the hell out of his house, which is exactly what I did. I believed him and as hard as it is to admit, he scares me.

Sakumo

Entry 86

March 22

I haven't heard or seen Sayuri since the accident. I've been training as well as completing missions with the Sannin Jiraiya. It won't be long before I take the Anbu Exam. I know it'll be hard but I know I can do it, I know that I'll pass.

Sakumo

Entry 193

July 31 1969

Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, and Taijutsu, I've worked on all three since I started at academy and my hard work has finally paid off, as of today I am now among the few to gain the title of Anbu.

Sakumo

Flashback

I was heading home after receiving my mask when I literally ran into Sayuri, who I hadn't seen since her dad kicked me out. At first I didn't realize it was her until I heard that voice.

"God damn it! Fuckin' piece of shit bad doesn't work for nothing arrgh! " She continued to cuss even as I leant down to help her pick up the groceries.

"I'm sorry."

"It's ok. Wasn't watching were I was going."

I guess she didn't notice it was me she was talking to until she looked up.

"S…Sakumo? Oh my god, how are you?"

We talked for almost two hours during which time I bought her lunch. Before she left I told her about my promotion, after which she had thrown her arms around my neck and hugged me.

"So I guess that means you'll be gone on more missions the normal?"

"Yeah, but I promise to stop by if I get hurt, even if your father has threatened to kill me," I chuckled as I hugged her back. Don't know why but having her body pressed so close to mine felt so good, almost like it was natural, must be the teenage hormones.