Disclaimer: This is a drabble. It is intentionally this short, and will never be updated as it is complete. It was written on request, and is therefore not random.
Request: Kakashi/Sakura, 'resemblance,' for Tomoeish.
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Imperfect Mirror
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Kakashi had known a woman, once.
She was older than him, beautiful, with red hair and a vivacious smile that never failed to make him stop and stare. In his own childlike way, he loved her.
Kakashi knew a woman now. Her hair was pink, not red, but her smile was just the same.
He thought he knew why Naruto was so attracted to her-- it was instinctual, a shadow of a memory passed down from his absent father.
It was certainly easy to see why he was attracted to her.
She wasn't afraid of life, wasn't afraid to reach out and tangle her fingers in people's souls even though they were almost certain to hurt her. She wasn't afraid to cry for people she loved, wasn't afraid to fall in the first place. She was fearless, and yet terrified at the very same time that something namelessly awful would happen to those she chose to love.
She cared, and so he loved her.
Kakashi would never say a word. She already cried enough.
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed it!
-Eia