The Outcome

Kakashi was escorted into hokage’s office by the two ANBU members. His pace was slow as his eyes took in the sight before him, Tsunade at her desk, Sasuke on her right, and one of the elders on her left. Kakashi instantly knew that there was no way this could be anything but trouble. The ANBU members released their grip on his arms when he stood in front of the Hokage. The elder stepped forward so he was even with the desk;

“Hatake Kakashi, you are being accused of romantic entanglement with a student, we have a witness that you forced yourself upon her, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“I would never force her to do anything and-”

“You have no proof of your intentions, the rest of the elders and I will decide a punishment for you. In the meantime you’ll be in house arrest and will have a restraining order from Ms.Haruno.”  The elder gave a short nodd of his head.

The ANBU members went back to their positions at Kakashi’s sides and grasped his forearms. Kakashi was starting to loose his temper and struggled to break free. Feeling that the two masked-nin next to him weren’t going to loosen their grip, Kakashi decided to go on the offensive.  He shifted his feet, so his left foot was far in front of him, twisting his upper body slightly, with the intention to slam the ANBU on his right into the wall behind him. But before he could finish his attempt at escape, elder spoke up once more.

“ Mind you any attempts at escape will be considered defiance of the higher authority, and thus treason which is punishable by death.”

Kakashi could almost hear the smirk in his voice. Ever since he was a child the elders had seemed to have a grudge against him, after his father’s “decision” but since his father was no longer around, they needed someone else to pin their hatred on and unfortunately that was Kakashi. Kakashi halted his struggles and let the ANBU drag him out the door and down the hallways towards certain misfortune. Hopefully someone would tell Sakura not to worry and keep an eye on her.

Tsunade sat at her desk, her chin resting on her fingers. She knew she was going to have to tell Sakura. This all depended on her reaction, if she broke down then that meant that she was probably dating Kakashi of her own free will, if that were the case she would work to find a loop hole of some sort. Any other reaction would mean the opposite, in which case Kakashi would be sent Konoha prison, or worse.

The next day

“Tsunade-sama we have to arrange a date to explain the situation with Sakura, that way we can get one of the elders here also so that we can decipher Sakura-chan’s reaction. You can’t keep putting it off, if Sakura hears from somebody else what’s happened and we miss her reaction, then Kakashi-san’s fate is sealed!”

“Well then go send somebody to find Sakura!”

On the other side of Konoha

Sakura sat under a tree at the old training grounds of team 7. After Kakashi had been taken escorted away she hadn’t heard from or seen him. She shut her eyes and hoped that nothing had gone too wrong. But right in the pit of her stomach she had the ominous feeling that everything could have gone wrong did. She thought about stopping by his house to make sure he wasn’t just staying home or something.

Sakura flipped up from her seated position on the grass, and began making her way down the gravel path. As she started to close in on her destination, she began sensing his chakra. Her eyes shined and a smiled formed ear to ear at knowing that Kakashi was simply at home. She picked up her pace so she was running, but once she was outside his building, she felt his chakra move.

‘ something isn’t right here’

She followed him into town, she could feel that he was getting farther and farther away. She weaved in between people turning and giving the occasional “excuse me” or “I’m so sorry” but kept pace. That is until she ran past Sasuke. He grabbed her shoulder, turning her around so she was facing she was facing him. As soon as her emerald eyes meet his cold abyssal ones, she could instantly feel the angry rise from the pit of her stomach into her voice. But for the moment she just glared with all her might. Even with the crowds of people moving about them it felt like time had stopped.

“Sakura, I just wanted to say I’m so sorry”

“DAMN RIGHT YOU BETTER BE SORRY!! I don’t know what exactly you’ve done but everything is all wrong now! Kakashi is running off and I don’t understand why!”

“  Oh you didn’t hear?”  a smile unfurled on his face like a waking snake. “Kakashi has been-”

Sasuke was slammed into the ground. It took him a moment to process what happened, but Sasuke looked up and there was Naruto a knee on his ribs, and a hand across his mouth.  Naruto’s bright blue eyes were drowning with hate, but all he said was

“Sasuke-teme”

The once busy and noisy street had gone as quite as a graveyard, everyone staring at the two shinobi and their glaring match.

“Come on Sakura we need to go. Now.”

Naruto slowly got up and grabbed Sakura’s hand dragging her to the hokage’s office. Naruto pushed open the huge oak doors leading to the circular room where the Hokage sat. Sakura looked around, her eyes wide. Something had to be up for Naruto to get so worked up, and for one of the elders to be here.

Everything seemed to happen in an instance, Tsunade started talking and explaining everything, and Sakura took in the information. Then in the next instant she was on the ground sobbing. She didn’t recall falling or the stinging sensation in her eyes right before you cry.  Her heart just spontaneously broke and she was left kneeling on the floor sobbing until her eyes went dry. Little did she know that this small bit of torture would bring  her worlds of happiness. Naruto carried  Sakura out of the room and back to her house, where Hinata and Ino decided to wait. Meanwhile Tsunade and Shizune pulled out every book they could find. Hours went by to no avail.

The next morning

The rays of early morning sun penetrated Tsunade’s eyes.  She blink a couple times, like an iguana on a rock. She lifted her head from the book she slept on. A string of spit fell from her mouth. She quickly wiped her cheek with the back of her wrist, and looked down to see a puddle of spit on one of the books. She opened a drawer and pulled out a rag from her desk and began dabbing the book to soak up the liquid. She gave a quick yawn when something caught her eye. A smirk grew on her face as she gave a triumphant laugh.

“Hah loop hole”