Alright! So, before you read this story, I want you to know this: CHAPTERS ARE DIVIDED INTO TWO PARTS. Thats why it's going to be a bit choppy. But there's gonna be a happy and a sad, past and present. I'll divide them so that you can tell what exactly is going on, but PLEASE keep that in mind while you read. If it bothers too many people I can transition them to make them less of a jump.

Alright, now to the good stuffs!

I dont own Naruto or any of the characters

They are SHORT chapters, but they will be updated more frequently (I write these while i'm in class... so that tells you something)

Summery: No body knows how to deal with loss the right way, especially Kakashi. While months pass and MIA turns to KIA, Kakashi recalls his memories with the person most important to him, but what will he do when he finally finds her?

His nose twitched at the smell of his own blood, a low growl escaping is lips in frustration as his chest heaved and his ears rang, "Where the hell is she," he growled darkly as he darted throughout the trees, his Sharingan eye glistening in the light as his eyes darted back and forth; taking in as much of his surroundings as possible. The ground began to shake beneath the trees, a quiet grumble escaping the compact earth, "shit!"

Wide eyes filled with fear as he watched the angry amazon punch into the hard earth, shattering the earth under them both. Kakashi looked up at the woman, his eyes taking in a completely different view than he expected. A soft smile tugged from beneath his mask, "Damn," he breathed out as his eyes scanned over the young woman. How on earth did she surprise me? She really has grown.

Anger glistened within her emerald orbs as she gave a quiet his, "What the hell," she snarled loudly as her eyes sharpened, "Are kidding me?" The vicious snap only made the silver haired man chuckle. Moments earlier, he had engulfed her in a surprise Katon during their taijutsu only training.

He chuckled lightly as he gave a nervous wave, "I'm just trying to keep you on your toes!" he cooed happily as he watched the woman's anger bubble within her chest. The smell of burning fabric quickly consumed him. His eyes could only scan her body, suddenly aware of what the Katon had done. "Sakura…" he gasped out quietly as his mouth dropped open, blood threatening to drip from his nose.

The fire had frayed the ends of her mid length hair, giving her layers that moved wildly with every movement. Her shirt was torn and singed; the fabric was almost nonexistent against her alabaster skin. The Copy Ninja's eyes slowly fell from the woman's face, drifting down her torso only to widen at what was left of the woman's clothing. Black lace peaked out from the shreds of red fabric, her perky breasts covered with dirt and sweat as they heaved with every angry breath. Slowly, falling lower, Kakashi felt his body begin to boil. Her stomach was tight and toned; the alabaster skin almost perfect besides the few perfectly healed scars.

"Don't try and distract me!" she snarled as she rose her fist again, ready to hit the man for using fire in a fist fight. Sakura paused for a moment, her fist falling to her chest as she began to crack her knuckles in the most menacing of ways; her eyes burning with passion. She strode closer, her hips swaying unconsciously as the remainder of the fabric from her skirt fell from side; unnoticed by the pinkette's rage. Kakashi felt a drop of blood drip from his nostrils as he looked down from her waist. Skin tight spandex was almost painted on as she seemed to float over to his current position, ending at upper thigh leaving nothing to the imagination.

"Sakura," he coughed out as he pulled his headband down over his Sharingan, turning away with a dark blush painted across his face. "Look down…" he muttered softly, readying his body for a swift punch in the gut.

Silence was his answer. The woman was never silent in this kind of situation. Slowly, out of pure curiosity, Kakashi turned back to look at the pinkette. Her hand was on her hip, looking almost like her current mentor as she whispered the most shocking words Kakashi had ever heard from her, "I think it looks kind of sexy. Don't you, Kakashi?" she winked at him and gave a devious smirk as his eyes widened; his jaw threatening to drop to the floor.

"What?" he muttered quietly, unbelieving of the woman.

Sakura smirked to herself as she slowly walked closer, pressing her chest against her former sensei's, "I'm almost twenty one now," she purred as her chin lifted, plump lips close enough to his mask for her breath to cause heat against the fabric, "I'm allowed to be as sexy as I want," she cooed as Kakashi felt her hand on his thigh. The Silver haired man's eyes widened quietly as he jumped away from the clearly distraught woman. The action itself made the pinkette laugh, throwing her head back as she lifted her hand to show him the bell she had taken from him. "I win!" The pinkette cheered as she disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Kakashi's eyes closed slowly, a heavy sigh escaping his lips, "What just happened." He looked down at his hands and noticed the slightly shaking as his testosterone raced with his adrenaline through his veins.

His head ached painfully as the silver haired man reluctantly pried his eyes open. Darkness welcomed him quickly as a chill ran through his body. Damn it, he growled to himself as he shifted uncomfortably in his own bed. Kakashi felt the headache worsen as the soft smell of cherry blossoms lingered within the sheets. Fuck, the copy ninja cursed darkly as he threw the sheets aside; knowing sleep wouldn't take him any time soon.

Coarse fingers ran through his silver hair, a tired sigh escaping his lips once again. The patter or rain against the glass window, once comforting, now brought a heavy weight on his shoulders, Even the sky is crying still. Clutching at his chest for a moment, Kakashi sat in silence trying to listen for the beat of his heart. It's all gone.

A soft knock at the door quickly shocked the man from his thoughts; "Sensei!" the blonde screamed as his knocking became louder; knowing full well the copy ninja was hiding within. "What's going on, sensei? You haven't been around since Sakura-chan's team came back!" Naruto called from the other side of the door, the rain obviously not affecting him as it would any other normal person. Kakashi's eyes shot open at the name, pain ringing throughout his body as he thought of the pinkette. Silence rang out, Kakashi froze in his steps. With eyes focused on the floor, Kakashi let his hair fall and mask all the emotions swirling within him; the echo of Naruto's knocking fading softly.

The statuesque ninja stood still as he listened to the door creak, Naruto's weight leaning against it in defeat, "She's not dead, Kakashi-sensei… She cant be. Don't believe what everyone else is saying." His voice was abnormally quiet, almost filled with doubt, as he whispered those words. "She'll come back," he whispered quietly knowing the heart of his sensei was heavy with the loss of another comrade.

Move, Kakashi willed himself to move, his muscles tightening beneath his skin with every attempt at moving. His fingers twitched but he could not move his arms, his calves ached yet he could not move his legs. She'll come back, he repeated Naruto's words within his mind, echoing each time, She has to…