A girl sat on her bed flipping through medical books with a very curious look on her face. This girls name was Sakura she had pink hair, a slightly big forehead and pale-ish skin. She was wearing a small red tank top and small white shorts. She had long legs and was skinny but at the same time fit. The bed was scattered with different medical books and a desk in the corner of her room had a small light lit at it, which seemed to be the only light source in her room. Except the moon that shone through her window on the left side of her room a couple feet from her bed.

Sakura was seventeen and as a seventeen-year-old girl you would expect her room to be cheery and bright just like her pink hair. Her room however was not very cheery maybe it would be if she cleaned it every once in a while. The room had books and scrolls of different medical techniques sprawled out everywhere on the floor trailing from her desk to her bed. Dust covered the uninhabited corners of her room and her closet seemed to be like a death trap. If you got tangled in the clothes and different things that were shoved in it, it would be as if you were lost forever.

Sakura scanned through medical book to scroll and then stopped and looked up as she smelt an awful odor coming from her room.

"Yuck, what's that smell?" she said as she set the scroll down and got up from her bed. As she did this she stepped on a pile of books and as she stepped on it one of the book from the bottom slipped out and made her fall on her face. "Good job Sakura I can't believe you let your room get this messy." She said to herself as she picked herself up off the floor and then started cleaning her room.

After picking up and stacking all her book in her bookcase and throwing away a few unfinished bento boxes from a month ago. She dusted and then finally she was done cleaning and her room looked better then ever. She put her hands on her hips and did a slight nod with her head as to congratulate herself for making her room so clean. As she stood there taking one last look to see if anything else was out of place she heard a ringing noise coming from her bed. She glanced at her cell phone ringing on her bed and picked it up. Sakura looked at the caller ID and her eyes widened "Kakashi-sensei?"

"Why is he calling me at this time of night?" Sakura looked at her clock that read 10:21. She shook off the question and picked up the phone and to her surprise as he talked to her she thought, is he drunk? The reason she thought that was probably because he was talking like an idiot saying "pec e uop bar sience de quer." Which translated to "come pick me up, bar at sine dr." The last part was gibberish to her.

She tried to talk to him but when she asked where he was and why he called her he did not answer. She waited a couple minutes and some voice she was sure was not Kakashi's picked up the phone. The man that picked up the phone had a very deep voice and he seemed to be annoyed about something.

"I'm sorry about that but Kakashi has passed out and he needs someone to pick him up and also someone to pay for his very many drinks." Sakura sighed and then asked,"where is he?" the man responded "he is at a bar called keloy on sine drive." The man explained.

"That far away really kakashi, and why did you have to call me?" The bar Kakashi was passed out in was on the other side of town as Sakura's house. She sighed in annoyance once again and then finally said,

"Alright I am coming to get him please watch him till I get there I should be there in about thirty minutes." She exclaimed and then hung up the phone and started getting dressed into more appropriate attire. She dressed in blue jeans and a simple shirt because she knew if she wore a dress it would just get ruined.

She would probably have to carry Kakashi to his house after all. Before she left she looked at the clock and saw that it was 11:00! "Oh shit that conversation lasted longer than I thought it will take me about thirty minutes to find the bar and then about twenty to wake him up enough for him to tell me were his house is and the who knows how long to get there, then there's the possibility of other things going wrong. It would be about 1:00 when I would finally get back, maybe I should just pack a toothbrush in my purse incase I have to stay at his house for the night"

She quickly grabbed her purse and packed her tooth purse and a comb in it then slung it over her shoulder opened her window and deciding it would be faster started jumping from roof to roof with incredible speed. When she arrived at the bar she was right it did take her about thirty minutes to get there or maybe a little less. She jumped off of a roof and walked to the door, she was about to enter but was stopped by a tall strong looking man with a black suit on.

"I'm afraid I'll need to see your ID ma'am."

She looked up at him and was about to argue when the man that she talked to earlier appeared from the crowd and saw Sakura. He walked over to her at the door.

"You are Sakura right?" she looked at him and nodded then the man looked surprised and looked her up and down. She finally got tired and asked

"What is it?" he snapped out of his surprised gaze.

"Well its just that you look like your." He paused

"I look like I'm what?" Sakura asked slightly annoyed.

"Sorry you like your only fifteen." He said trying not to make Sakura even more annoyed than she already was.

"I am actually seventeen and I am a seventeen year old girl in a hurry, so tell me where Kakashi is already so I can get his lazy drunken ass back to his house." Sakura demanded.

Both men by the door looked slightly shocked then brushed it away and the bartender showed her through the crowd to where Kakashi was. She sighed a long sigh and then mumbled under her breath."Kakashi why do you have to be so much trouble." The bartender turned toward her.

"What was that?" he asked softly. Sakura wiped the look annoyance off of her face and forced a smile onto her face.

"Oh nothing, just thinking out loud," She said to the man and then continued to talk "Now to wake him up so he can tell me where he lives." Sakura started to walk over to Kakashi ready to wake him up with a hard fist to his head. She was stopped as the bartender spoke and handed her a piece of paper.

"That wont be necessary, he wrote everything down on this piece of paper and told me to give it to who ever picked him up." The man explained, then he continued to talk "It's like he knew he was going to pass out."

Sakura took the piece of paper and read it, it said "I am sorry for the poor soul who has to drag my probably unconscious body back to my house. If I just called a random person who doesn't know where my house is the info is on the back." There was a small arrow pointing to the edge of the small card. Sakura turned it over and there was the info (Chelby lane, 7390.) "About a mile away from the bar the opposite direction of her house." She sighed then read on. "If I have not paid for my drinks my wallet is in my pocket, it should have enough money in it plus the key to my house. Thank you for taking me home and helping me I will pay you back for doing this." That was then end of the little letter except for the very bottom, which read simply "Kakashi"

Sakura stuffed the piece of paper in her pocket then went to Kakashi who was passed out at the bar. She hadn't noticed and when she did she looked at him in surprise. Instead of wearing what she was so used to seeing on him during training or going to eat ramen with Naruto and Sasuke. Practically everywhere she saw him he was wearing his green vest and black pants. He still had his mask and headband over his one eye, but other then that everything he was wearing was different. He had a white tank top on that was slightly tight on his body and exposed his muscular body.

She never noticed it before, he was actually quite attractive, well except for he was now drunk and sprawled halfway on top of a bar table. Still there was this cuteness to him being drunk and not many men were cute when they were drunk. She felt her cheeks grow a little red and then realized what she was thinking, "What am I thinking he's my former sensei I am not supposed to think he is cute." She yelled at herself and brushed the thoughts aside as she walked over to him. She searched his pocket and in his front pocket she found his wallet "couldn't he have put his wallet in a different place, like his shirt pocket maybe." She thought to herself. She pulled out the amount of money that was on the bill the bartender handed her and paid the man for his drinks. Sakura looked through the wallet and made sure the key was there before shoving the wallet in her pocket. With a huff she lifted her sensei and put him on her back holding the bottom of his legs and putting in a piggyback position. She turned toward the shocked bartender and with a facial expression that seem more annoyed than the last and asked "Can we use the back door so not everyone in the village sees the "great copy ninja" drunk as hell being carried by his student."

The bartender snapped back to earth and pointed to the door behind him. Sakura nodded a quick thanks then left through the door and into the night. She thought of were Chelby lane was and when she found the direction where she needed to go she hopped onto a tree and started jumping from tree to buildings what ever got her there faster.

Earlier Kakashi's POV-

He had been gone for a mission for almost a month and now returned from the successful mission. He had a couple of minor wounds but nothing that could not be healed by just bandaging them and waiting for the wounds to close up. Nothing he needed to go to the hospital for, actually even if they were major wounds or if he were on the verge of death he still would not go to the hospital. He hated the hospital; he hated the white walls that you woke up to the fake smiles of the nurses and doctors that walked in telling you everything was alright. But most of all he hated the smell of it, that strong disgusting smell. It was the smell of death, pain and suffering. Kakashi swung open the door of his apartment and set his bag down shutting the door as he walked into his living room. He did not bother turning on his light and just walked over to the furniture that was set before him. He plopped down on his couch and slightly winced as a surge of pain went through his body. Kakashi looked down to his left side and saw a dark liquid soak through his shirt the dark liquid was obviously blood. Kakashi ripped off his green vest and took off his shirt leaving his muscular body exposed. Numerous scratches and scars covered his body and the newly formed gash on his left side was spilling out blood.

He walked to his bathroom and on small shelving behind his mirror he grabbed a thing of bandages and a sort of ointment for cleaning wounds. He started cleaning the wound and then began wrapping it around his stomach and side were the gash was on his body. He was rapping it quickly like he had done it a million times before and the truth was he had done this a million times after returning from a mission. Since he hated the hospital he never went and therefore had to dress his own wounds. Tsunade and Sakura had scolded him many times before for not going to the hospital after a mission that he almost died from.

He laughed a bit at the thought of Tsunade yelling at him and Sakura hitting him on the top of the head for worrying her. He thought of Sakura and the thought that she had not yet punched him through a wall for all the trouble he gave her. "That girl Is something else I can't believe she puts up with me." He smiled and then his smile faded "she is seventeen now and has already past the Jounin exams with a perfect score. She is no longer my student, she is my equal." He stated in his mind. "And she has no need to put up with me anymore."

That thought crossed his mind and for some reason he could not explain, it made him sad. He then brushed the thought of sadness aside "what am I thinking, she passed the jounin exams she went from being the weakest in team seven to the strongest. I should be happy for her shouldn't I? After all she is my student I trained her. But why do I feel almost sad?" He asked himself and thought about the past years in team seven. How she would yell at him for being late to team meetings and he would make an excuse saying "I got lost on the path of life."

How when she saw Sasuke every morning she would fall over herself like a love struck little girl, and how when the team went and ate (usually ramen because Naruto would suggest it and then whine when no one else wanted to eat it. But he usually won those battles of picking where to eat.) How all of them would stare at him and wait for him to take off his mask and eat but finally Naruto struck up a conversation and they would all be to distracted with the conversation that it would give him enough time to take off his mask, eat and then put it back on in time for everyone to turn around and see nothing on his plate.

He then thought more about when after she discovered her true strength that outmatched almost everyone in the team. That she really found a newly woken confidence and took charge. She stopped falling over Sasuke and really became a team leader I guess you would say she was the only mature one in the group. "She is quite a talented kid." He thought then realizing what he said he corrected himself "no she is no longer a kid she is a woman a leader and hell of a doctor." One thought slipped through his mind "her looks aren't bad either." He slapped his palm to his forehead and said out loud "what am I thinking she is my former student dammit Kakashi you're so stupid."

He finished wrapping his injury and ripped the remaining cloth off then tied the cloth that was on his wound. He put his things back on the shelving and closed the mirror. The thought of Sakura passed through his mind again and finally he decided he needed to go out and get a drink. Not to socialize he did not do that very much but to drown that thought of her out of his mind. He walked to his room all of the lights in his house still on. He grabbed a white tank top and dark blue jeans and dressed into them, made his way out his front door closed and locked it behind him then walked to a random bar.

And a couple hours later of drinking and being a dumbass Kakashi found himself calling a random person and the last thing he remember was mumbling "come pick me up, bar at sine dr." and then he passed out dropping his phone and leaving what ever poor soul he called to pick him up.

This is prologue and where the real story begins