She gasped and arched her back. The pain was killing her. It was too much. It has to end, Kakashi thought desperately. Her long red hair was losing its shine and Kakashi was running out of time. He had to save her!
"Kakashi," she moaned.
"Do you trust me?" Kakashi asked.
"With my life," she answered.
"Than believe me when I say that this is the only way," Kakashi begged. She nodded her head and Kakashi took out a knife. He cut his left hand and cut her right. He desperately pressed their palms together and let their bloods mix. She gasped and arched her back.
"Kakashi," she whispered.
"Tsuki," Kakashi gasped.
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Kakashi bolted up and gasped. He hadn't had that dream in a long time. He hadn't dreamt of her since…he had been assigned to be Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke's teacher. He hadn't seen that color red since her. He hadn't felt pain in his heart since her. The dream was just another reminder of someone he couldn't save. The scar on his hand that he covered with his ANBU glove also reminded him of the ugliness of that night. He couldn't touch the scar; he could barely look at it. All he ever thought about was the special ceremony he had performed that hadn't worked to save her.
"YO! Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto screamed from below Kakashi's window. Kakashi stood up and waved a hand out of the window to signify that he was on his way down. Sakura focused her eyes and sighed. There was something she had never seen. Kakashi wasn't wearing his ANBU gloves. He always wore them and because she wasn't wearing them now she had seen the scar on his hand. She knew why a scar would be there. She knew the ceremony from her training with Tsunade but she never thought that Kakashi loved someone enough to do that.
"What happened now?" Kakashi sighed as he walked towards his former students. Sakura had grown a lot and Naruto…had matured somewhat anyhow.
"Dunno," Sakura sighed. She didn't know. All she knew was that her boyfriend had barged in screaming that Gai-sensei had a message for her and then she knew that she needed to get Kakashi. Naruto had been sent to retrieve the ninja as well. There was a worry that he wouldn't want to show up.
"Iruka-sensei wants to see you! He's got big news for you!" Naruto laughed. He started to walk away with his hands behind his head while was whistling the morning away. Kakashi couldn't help but laugh a little and laugh a lot more when he saw Sakura giggling at the sight of her teammate.
"Still the same Naruto huh?" Kakashi whispered as he followed the blonde.
"Ha…of course," Sakura agreed.
"Wonder what they could want to see me about?" Kakashi sighed. He hadn't done anything bad lately.
"Dunno," Sakura shrugged. "But it has to be important if they want both of us to get you."
"As Shikamaru would say….this is troublesome," Naruto teased.
"Ah….how is your…lover?" Kakashi teased back.
Naruto stuttered and turned nine types of red before he screamed at Kakashi. He insisted that he and Shikamaru were not lovers. They were just going out. Kakashi teased Naruto and Sakura about their significant others all the way to the Hokage's tower. They entered and Kakashi honed his ears in on the hushed whispers that were flying throughout the hallways.
"Did you hear?!" Genma squealed at Raidou. His boyfriend rolled his eyes and tried to free his arm. Kakashi laughed at the sight.
"What now?" Raidou sighed.
"She woke up!" Genma whispered. "Imagine…all those years in that comma and now she wakes up!"
"No…not…" Raidou sighed.
"YES!" Genma nodded.
"Then they should have called…" Raidou trailed off as he saw Kakashi standing behind Genma.
"Me," Kakashi answered.
She was awake. Tsuki was awake after eight years. She was finally awake. His love was awake. What would he do?
"So what are you going to do?" Genma asked.
"Are you going to tell Shizune?" Raidou asked.
"You two are dating," Genma sighed.
Kakashi ran the other way out of the Hokage's tower and straight to the hospital. She was awake. AWAKE!! He could hear her voice again. He could kiss her. He could keep all the promises he had made. And he could finally touch his left hand to her right and feel it. He could feel their connection as if it was a living thing. As if their love was so powerful, that it could have a life of its own. He walked into the hospital and talked to no one. Everyone tried to get his attention but he ignored them all.
He walked into the room he had only been in once and he stopped breathing.