Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any part of the characters in it, if I did my fanfiction would be a reality.

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"I could forgive you." Sakura stated plainly to the man standing a few meters behind her, who watched her body intently for the subtle tenseness that indicated she would bolt.

The twosome was a little ways away from the center of the village, on a path between a stone bench and a series of trees. It was not lost on Sakura the irony of the situation.

This was the very same path that she stood on with a raven haired boy about seven years ago. But this time she refused to be the one left behind and was finally taking fate into her own hands.

"I could forgive you for ignoring me when I was young. Or for taking Sasuke away and not beating some sense back into him. And…and I could forgive you for telling me on that roof top that it was going to be okay."

Kakashi flinched as she mercilessly recalled the many times he had let down his team and failed her expectations of him. But to be fair there were many more times he had let her down, more tragic and personal ones then the one's she recounted.

Like the time during a mission to Sand when team Kakashi had been ambushed by a group of rogue nin. Although it was standard defence strategy to protect the medic in combat, Kakashi had gone above and beyond by throwing Sakura roughly to the ground and taking a kunai in the shoulder, which would have been level with her head had she still been there.

He knew she would've blocked the kunai and retaliated with a well thrown shuriken, that had become evident after the second bell test, but old habits die hard and he couldn't help shielding her from harm.

"But that isn't the world we live in is it? Nothing. Is. Ever. Fucking. Okay."

Sakura turned her head slightly then, making the only visible part of her face one piercing green iris. It was eerily similar to the lone black eye she looked straight at. The long since faded smile of hers and that perfectly proportioned forehead that had brought misery as a child were now carefully concealed by her white and red ANBU mask.

From Sakura's profile one could tell she was far from the annoying genin she had been years ago. Her hair was no longer pink but died a lifeless black; they probably made her do it to conceal her identity. She was also taller and dressed from head to toe in black, complete with the ANBU tattoo on her left arm. Kakashi kept his eye from roving and looked back to her face and took a slight step forward, towards the young woman that was trying to run away from her home.

From him.

"Sakura, this is not necessary." He spoke softly to match the pre-morning silence but the underlying urgency of his voice spoke volumes to the kunoichi.

Sakura was angry he had sussed out the information about her departure from the Hokage and even more so that he had followed her here and was attempting to stop her.

"Stop it. Stop undermining me! Damn it Kakashi, grow up and stop acting like everything is going to work out." Sakura shouted at the masked man and spun around to face him.

She regretted it immediately when she saw his eye cringe at her outburst. She sighed before raising her head to look at the lighting sky.

"This is something I need to do. You did the same thing when you joined ANBU, so please understand I need to leave for now." Sakura took several steps forward and standing up on her toes she pecked Kakashi's masked cheek with her porcelain lips.

They were mere inches apart now. If he reached out he could restrain her and prevent her from leaving the village but Kakashi made sure not to take his eyes off of her and let his arms hang uselessly at his sides.

"I could forgive you for everything, but I can't forgive myself. Goodbye Kakashi." Sakura whispered.

With a burst of flower petals she was gone.

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A/N: So i'm not sure if this will be a bunch of snap-shots of the same kaka/saku relationship or just a onetime confusing story.