Yeah! I am so excited for this story! This is just the first chapter, the next ones will have something to do with the title. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Own Naruto, I do not. Own this story, I do.
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Lost
I Mourning
Kakashi walked down Konoha's streets, dressed in black from head to toe. He was already drenched with the downpour; it had been raining for days now. Kakashi didn't mind it, in fact, he preferred it. Why should it be sunny when he goes to mourn his friend, it was his fault that he died anyway, he didn't deserve to have perfect weather when seeing him.
Kakashi heard footsteps, he had no idea who it could be, hardly ever does anyone comes to mourn when it rains.
"Kakashi-sensei…" A woman dressed in a spaghetti strap black dress, with a black umbrella quietly said.
"Sakura… What are you doing here?" Kakashi asked.
"You are here for Obito-san, right? How long have you been here?" Sakura asked grimly.
"It was very early when I got here, I lost track of time." Kakashi was surprised that Sakura would come here. Seldom did the two talk outside of training, missions, and the occasional team outing.
"Obito…" The words surprised Kakashi, he didn't expect Sakura to say anything else. "What was he like? Was he nice? What did he look like?" Sakura came with a barrage of questions, Kakashi took a moment to take in what she said. She reminded him so much of Rin… Kakashi always wondered where she went, he usually just assumed that she became ANBU. That way she would have to keep her identity secret… Yeah, that seemed plausible, he refused to believe that she was dead, he would not lose another friend.
"Obito…" Kakashi looked up and smiled. "He was always late for training, missions, meetings… Always coming up with dumb excuses…"
"Sounds like you, Sensei." Sakura interrupted him.
"Hn. Yeah, I guess I just wanted to keep his memory alive after he… died." The two bowed their heads in mourning for a moment before Kakashi continued.
"I didn't consider him a friend until just before he died. I always though of him as a setback, he relied on love, not rules, like I did." A tear rolled down from Kakashi's visble eye, not that it was seen under the rain. "I learned a lot from him, even though we fought all of the time, I still respected him for trying."
"Sounds a little bit like how Naruto and… Sasuke-kun acted." Sakura said.
"Yes, a little bit. I wish I could change what happened… But the past is the past… Sakura, you didn't tell me why you're here." Kakashi said, changing the subject.
"I'm mourning the loss of Sasuke-kun." Sakura stated.
"Huh? He's not dead. As far as we know." Kakashi questioned.
"No, I know he's not dead. I would know if he was dead. But I'm mourning the loss of him from this village, I know he will never come back, and even if he does, he'll be sentenced to death." Sakura set a bouquet of flowers on an empty space on the damp ground.
"Sakura." Kakashi put his hands on her shoulders and looked straight into her bright green eyes. "You shouldn't dwell in the past, what's done is done, what's said is said, and who's gone… Is gone." Kakashi projected, making sure she got it.
"Kakashi-sensei! If someone asked you to just give up on the one you love, would you do it!?" Sakura through Kakashi's arms off of her, stood on her tip toes and screamed. She looked almost childish.
"No. I would never give up on her." Kakashi said solemnly, standing up straight and looking down. Sakura did the same and looked at the bright bouquet of flowers in in the dull grey cemetery, they looked so out of place. Like she did, in team 7.
The two stood in silence for a long time, until Sakura spoke up.
"They're pretty. Aren't they?" Sakura asked, looking up to Kakashi.
"The flowers? Oh yes." He answered not really caring about the beauty of anything.
"No, the gravestones. They're carved so beautifully, and the writing on it is so… Poetic. And the font is very nice as well. It's like… We could just see who these people were, even if it only has a few sentences on them. And even when they age, they're like a kind old woman, just growing old gracefully." Sakura voiced all of her thoughts on the subject, leaving Kakashi to say something.
"Women think everything is beautiful, you'll see an ugly baby and think of him cute." Kakashi said after a moment of deep thought.
"Sensei!" Sakura punched him playfully in the arm.
"Right, I forgot you weren't a woman, you're just a girl." Kakashi's eye crinkled.
"Ahem. I believe I am eighteen now. Technically, I am a women." Sakura stuck her nose up in the air.
"You're eighteen?!" Kakashi couldn't believe it, last time he checked, she was still the little genin girl on team seven. Now she was probably Jonin, or possibly, ANBU.
"So what rank are you?" Kakashi asked curiously.
"Sensei. We train together, we do missions together. We're on the same team for Christ's sake! You could at least know what rank I am by now!" Sakura screamed, genuinely angry. She sat down on the cold, wet ground, turned away from him crossed her arms and pouted. She was tired of people thinking of her as weak, she was tired of being 'the little girl', and she was tired of being ignored. She was going to do something about it!
"Well, I apologize." Kakashi appeared before Sakura. "And before you turn down my apology, let me take you out to dinner, my treat, think of it as… A birthday/celebration/all the special occasions that I have ever missed dinner. Okay?" Kakashi offered, holding out his hand.
Sakura looked up at him smiled, and took his hand. So maybe she was going to do something about it after dinner.
Kakashi helped Sakura up, but she slipped and her face fell into his chest.
"Sorry, Sensei." Sakura laughed nervously.
"It's quite alright, Sakura." Kakashi said.
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Ooh... This is going to be my first serious fanfic. I am so excited! Squee!
I think this would be good as a oneshot, but I kinda want to continue it, you know, find some epic plot and love triangles and whatnot. So that will be exciting.
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