I am new to writing fan fiction but have been awed by the impressive writers I have come across here. I only hope to be as creative as those in my favorites.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Tuesday, 12 a.m.

It's not fair to him.

I have a life with him, a happy one. Sure, it has its moments where a sense of adventure would awaken the bump we've hit but there could be so much more if he'd take any notice of the world out side his own little realm. The vacation to Suna was rather pleasant – it is always nice to get around sometimes but I've always found things, for lack of a better word, lacking.

What is it then? Why is it then, I would even contemplate looking beyond my current status? Don't get me wrong, I love my job and couldn't—wouldn't—look into changing it anytime in the near…forever. I guess it's the personal side that I'm referring to.

My esteem was low when he left and I was more than ever determined to aid him and hoped against hope he would return. Naruto and I worked hard to bring Sasuke back and once all the battles had been fought and he was returned to us, everything was as it should be. I wish I could say everything went back to normal but we are not children and have been tainted by reality.

Why couldn't we be shielded from the cruelness?

Once a person wishing to have a large family, I was reduced to the idea I would bear no children. With the fighting and way of the shinobi, how could two shinobi raise a family? I know it has been done but my being would be better spent aiding those who are already here. And Sasuke? He, a person wishing to restore his clan, now fears the thought of another Itachi being born and almost blatantly refuses any concept of children. Who knows, maybe that will change. Maybe.

I love my Sasuke with a passion and once we are married, I will feel elated to finally be with the one I love. To think of my life without him is something I don't care to think about. When we hit that rather dark time where we didn't think we would make it, something pulled us back to each other. It was then that the thought of being with another frightened me. Not that I was afraid that no one would want me but that I knew someone other than he would want me. I don't want to sound as if I am a prized reward or possession but I don't think my life would have ended had Sasuke and I not worked out. Which is why it sounds as if I've shielded myself against being hurt but it is far from the case. I don't want to be with another.

I don't know why I write this. I suppose that is why I write to you my friend. If I walked with these thoughts in my head all the time, I would lose my mind. Nothing but ramblings of a kunoichi who is mad with wonders of a life with excitement...instead of a safe, comfortable environment. It is rather ironic that I say "a life with excitement" given my line of work but again, it is mostly in reference to my personal life.

I am happy.

As he walked home that night having watered the plants as was asked of him, Kakashi could not help but wonder what had possessed her to write that entry. He was under the guise that Sasuke and Sakura were picture perfect.

'It is none of my business. I was there to offer a helping hand...and stumbled across my teammates journal and helped myself. You are a jerk.'

He ambled home refusing to put any more thought to the matter.

Author's Note:

So? What do you think? Yay or Nay?