A/n: OMG! It's the sequel! I don't own Naruto! And…if I did…I'd be the happiest person in any existence! Also, this a sequel story! If you'd like to read this fic and understand it, you should read Romantic Antics. It's good!

Sasuke: Just shut up and tell the damn story. You and that punk Kakashi hurt Yui's feelings. And now…he's a drag. Great...just what I need on my missions. A boring, depressed jounin.

Magic: He's professional enough where emotions shouldn't affect him during work. Isn't there some ninja rule on that er...something?

Naruto: Yeah, but still…dude you messed him up.

Sakura: Yeah.

Magic: Whoa. Okay, don't call me dude. Okay? And it's all for the author's theme and purpose. Don't you guys study literature?

All: …

Magic: Now the release of the sequel to Romantic Antics: An Unknown Romance

Prologue: Past and Pain

He stood there. It was bold imprinted. 'Uchiha Obito'. He looked at it. She stood beside him. "Kakashi-san, we've been here for an hour. Are you ready yet?" She asked him sadly. Rin's eyes were filled with worry. It had been a year since Obito died and everyday since then Kakashi was here. It had come to a point where he had stopped eating. He had begun sleeping less…he just wasn't himself.

"Another minute Rin." He said to her.

"You said that twenty minutes ago." She looked at her feet. His eye never moved from the name he gazed at.

"Just another minute…" He trailed off as he closed his eyes and became lost deeper in thought.

"Sensei…" Rin said as Yondaime approached Rin and touched her shoulder. He looked into her eyes and she gave a weak smile.

"It'll be okay. Go on." He said to her. She turned and walked away leaving her only teammate and teacher behind. "Kakashi you've picked up unhealthy habits lately. I know Obito's death is something painful for all of us, but you are going on mourning him in the wrong way." He touched the young jounin's shoulder. "Even though you've lost so much…the best thing to do is try and treasure what you still have left."

Kakashi looked at his teacher and soon his eyes looked to the ground. Yondaime sighed and kneeled down to bring himself eye level to the young man. "…"

"You still have the Hokage, the village, and Rin. You still have me. All you can do for Obito where he is now is protect those he loved. Do that for him."

"…I'll try…I will." Kakashi looked into the blue eyes of his teacher. A small smile formed on the blonde's face…it would never occur to him that this would be one of the last moments he had with the older man.

It was late into the evening. Everyone was partying for New Years. Another gone by. Another to begin. Lovers kissed when midnight came. Others drank until they were unable to speak. Kakashi found himself standing near the bar, idling. When midnight came he did nothing. Even now, when it was hours into the party, still he did nothing. Months of emptiness were still floating on the surface.

"Kakashi! Drink up! It's the new year," Gai said cheerily. "and my birthday! It's all about me! Oh yeah!" He danced and circled around Kakashi but stopped when noticing Kakashi did nothing. "You, okay?" He asked.

"Yes."

"You sure? You seem downer these days."

"…I'm fine."

"What? Long distance relationship not working?" Asuma asked. He sat in a booth next to Kurenai. He had his arm wrapped around her waist. The two seemed to be happy together. No one could just tell that yesterday they had been arguing over the price of Kurenai's Christmas gift. No one but them.

"Trouble in paradise?" Kurenai asked.

Anko who was drunk and doing the tango with some random guy spun around curiously and frowned. "You and Yui can't do the distant thing?" She asked. A long silence followed as the clock turned towards three am.

"Yui and I…we…we broke up." He said simply and sipped his beer. He sat at the counter and sighed. "We ended our relationship quite a while ago. The day she left." His comrades looked at him a little bit shocked. After a minute of silence they shrugged and continued to celebrate a fresh new year and Gai's birthday. As the evening closed (or dawn approached) and the group exited the bar they knew it was more than a breakup.

"Who's paying?" Genma asked and looked at Anko. Anko looked to Asuma who looked to Gai. "Well…?"

"It's my birthday. I'm not paying." He said and frowned.

"I'll pay." Kakashi offered. "It's on me." His comrades looked at him with the utmost shock. It was so bad Genma's toothpick and Asuma's cigarette fell from their mouths. Kurenai's eyes widened as the words finally reached her and Anko was too drunk to hear anything. "What?" He asked.

"…you're paying?" Gai asked as his knees knocked together in fear.

"Yes?"

"THE WORLD'S GONNA END! RUN!" Anko screamed and ran. Obviously this was due to her drunken state. The others stared at her and blinked. After a few moments they realized what exactly happened fled as well. Except Genma who walked.

"…whatever." He shrugged. Kakashi walked away from the scene not even paying the bill. Snow began to fall. It was winter of course. It was cold. He wore the same blue scarf. The one Sakura gave him for his birthday. The one he let Yui wear on their only date. God he felt like a fool. 'It hurts almost as bad as that time…no…just the same.' He brought his scarf closer to his neck and breathed against its texture. Sometimes his mind would deceive him and he'd think he could still smell her scent. Yeah right. He really was a fool.

"Kakashi say something…don't you love me?" She caressed his cheek and his eyes never again met her hers. Tears began to well. His silence said everything to her. "So it was a game to begin with." Kakashi released her hands and sighed. He recovered his face and turned his back. He couldn't…it was better this way. He walked backs towards the gate and stopped as she screamed "You never loved me, did you?"

"…"

"I… can't you…" Finding herself unable to form proper words, Yui brought her hands to her locket and held it. "I can't believe this…Why…?" She tired to find some sense in his latest actions and figure out what was going on. "I…I thought…I thought you loved me."

"No. I never did say I loved you, Yui." Kakashi's words hit her hard and cold. It was heavy just like the drops of rain which fell from the sky. "I never said I loved you."

"…" She stared at his back and couldn't contain her pain and anger anymore. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she cried and pulled the locket from her neck. "FINE! FINE…THEN I DON'T NEED YOU!" She threw the no longer valued object to the ground, and stepped on it. "If you never cared you should have just said so. I'll never forgive you…you bastard…" She turned around and ran as fast she could. Kakashi stood there. His fist was clenched and on the inside of his mask he bit his lip. He did it. He could feel it…he was slowly dying on the inside.

Death…dying on the inside…that's what It felt like. That's what the feeling was equivalent to. And inner death. More heartbreaking feelings.

There he was again…standing before someone's grave. Standing before his sensei's grave. Death…the grim reaper was a cruel man. Taking away those he cared about most. One by one, by one. Selfish, cruel man. What a bastard death was. What a selfish bastard. It was hurting all over again. It was hurting so bad. He couldn't just past it…it did hurt. The 3rd stood before them giving a speech on the strength of the great Yondaime. How his bravery saved them all. Kakashi found himself paying no mind to his words...only hearing them and having them go through both his ears…theses days nothing seemed to matter anymore.

Death was a selfish bastard that could not be forgiven. Forgiven…FORGIVE.

Would she forgive him if he asked? If he pleaded to her earnestly, would she consider forgiveness? At this point he almost regretted his actions. 'Almost…' But he did not for he knew his reasons in doing so. By taking this action he'd protect her for more years of utter pain and sadness. Still, for some reason he couldn't explain Kakashi found himself questioning whether she would forgive him or not.

He looked up into the late night sky. The snow fell the same way. The world continued to move. Almost as if the whole thing never happened…almost. Not quite.

She stood before the tombstone. Upon it, in grey lettering, it read:

'Kindness and Generosity are unappreciated and life is underrated. Here lies a man who knew that and did the opposite of its meaning. A great leader, darling husband, and strong father

Yoshimitsu Kyoshi'

Her eyes watered and the cold snow fell on her head. "Daddy…I can't get over it…I don't know if I ever will."

Yui ran through the woods. Her legs finally gave and she fell to the ground in pain and tears. Mud covered her legs and she was soaked. Nothing made sense to her at that point. Nothing was right anymore. So much was hurting. Her head, her heart, her body ached. Another Heartbreak in one lifetime. How cruel life was.' I should have known!' Her tears mixed with the rain. 'I loved you…so much. I thought you cared too. Why would you tell me all those things if you didn't? Why would you really play such a game...Kakashi…I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!'

"It hurts liken that time father. It hurts just like that time."

Snow fell. She ran through the alley holding a crying child. "Hush Yume. Hush!" She tried to keep her from crying. Her efforts weren't in vain. Looking to see if she was being pursued Yui tripped over trash cans and fell to the ground. Her only concern at that moment was her infant sister. She arose and brought her face from the ground. She looked around. Upon the snow was…'blood..? Fresh…fresh blood… from where…from who?' She picked up the now silent child and pressed her body against the wall. She looked to see the infant had fallen asleep. Strange one would expect her cries.

She inched closer and closer to see from where the blood trailed from. Her eyes widened when she saw on the snow covered ground a dead blonde. Her breath fell short. 'Father….' She cried. "FATHER!"

"Yui…" A voice called. She turned around to see a brunette woman stand behind her. "Come. We have issues to discuss. You know very well it is unsafe for you to travel alone."

"I'm not a child."

"But you are my daughter. Now let us go inside. Yumiko has finished dinner." Yoshimitsu Kirara narrowed her blue eyes to Yui's image. The two walked through the snow returning to the house of the Yoshimitsu.

Kakashi lay in his bed. Sleep was hard to come by. With his eyes wide open, he sat up and looked out the window. It was a light snow storm. Most likely it would be two feet or three come morning. The pure white of the snow made him think of her. It had been late summer. It was extremely hot. She wore a white t-shirt, shorts and sandals. She was especially pissed at him too. He had spilled his bowl of ramen on her shirt causing her chest to be outlined. She cursed him the whole day.

"YOU BASTARD! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT! MY GOD I HATE YOU!" Yui screamed as he followed her home. She needed to change.

"It was an accident?" He said, unsurely.

"An accident? You apologize with the tone of a question! Are you really sorry!"

"Yes. Yes I am."

"Really?" She turned around to him and glared.

"Yeah. Sorry I didn't get to touch your chest. I mean your nipples just shot right through." He said simply. Yui's face turned red and she raised her hand to slap him. Of course her attempt was in vain for he had grabbed her wrist before it came too close to his cheek. His one eye gazed into her jade eyes and he drew near her. "There's so much I wish I could do to you." He said alluringly.

"You are a sick pervert you know that?"

"Yes. If I wasn't aware I was a perverted minded male I'm sure I'd find something else to spend my pay check on beside erotic novels."

"You are going to hell." She said behind gritted teeth.

"I know. You want to come?"

"…Sure. Just let me get changed." She said sarcastically as she pulled herself from his grasp and walked ahead. Kakashi laughed lightly as he followed the girl with more bad jokes and torment to go along with it.

Summer. He learned he had feeling for that woman during the summer. Now here he was…winter. Fall went by quickly escorted by heartbreak. Her heartbreak and his. It really was a cold and sad season. For some reason he could tell it was going to be the coldest winter ever.

In the Yoshimitsu home, not too long after dinner, Yui spoke to her mother. The snow fell from the sky and could be seen through the window. Yui stared at it intently as her mother lead her to the office of the home. As they sat down in the room Yui looked to her mother. "Well…what did you wish to see me for?"

"You know there have been recent murders. The most valued in the village have been killed."

"I know."

"Your protection…our family's protection is needed to be great. With this as a factor I'm hiring bodyguards for the family."

"Understood. So why are you telling me this?"

"Those I'm hiring are from Konoha."

"…" Yui's eyes meet Kirara's. It was almost like speaking death to her. "From Konoha you say?"

"Yes. Does this disturb you?" Kirara took a sip of her tea. She looked into her cup. "Does it Yui?"

"…no. I'm fine. With that I'll be leaving. Goodnight mother." Yui arose and headed towards the door.

"Yui. I hope you do not let emotions surrounding that village get to you. For one, chances of it being that man are low. You need not worry about such."

"What makes you think I was worried about that? Maybe it was something else."

"I've been your mother for 26 years of my life. I know you. Like I said…don't let it get to you."

"…Goodnight mother." Yui walked out her room and slid close the door behind her. Her eyes looked down to see a young girl around the age of eight or nine before her. The child had green eyes of innocence and long blonde hair in a ponytail. A few stray strands danced around her round face and she held to her chest a small plush scarecrow.

"You were talking to mommy." The child said.

"Yes." Yui asked callously.

"…you mentioned hired ninja form Konoha…right?" She asked.

"Yume, go to sleep. It's past your bedtime." Yui walked the hall leaving the girl to stand there.

"Do you think he'd come?" Yume asked and followed her sister.

"Why do you keep asking me these questions?"

"Do you want him to come?" She asked. She grabbed her sister's hand and Yui turned to glare at the child. "Do you wish for him to come?" She asked.

"I told you not to speak of him. I'm beyond such things. Even if it is him to come, I'm indifferent." Yui walked up ahead and Yume followed.

"That 'loser' said you did still care. He saw you at daddy's grave crying about him."

"Hush up! Yume go to sleep!" She shouted to the girl. There was an awkward silence formed between the two and Yume began to sniffle. Yui turned and looked down at the crying girl.

"…sorry. I was just worried that's all." Yume held the plush scarecrow and frowned. She looked at her sister with sincerity. She truly was in fact worried about how her sister would face the man who crushed her heart. "I mean…you're so much colder than before…"

"…I am?" She asked the young girl and bent down to her. "Colder?" She asked.

"Yeah. You don't even give me second looks. Before you stopped smiling but now you stop feeling altogether." She hid her face behind the plush toy and Yui shook her head.

"No. I don't mean to be cold to you Yume…"

"Yuri said since I was born you stopped smiling."

"…but you're not the reason…it isn't you. It's just that when daddy died…I felt I had nothing to smile about."

"…" She looked at her feet and sighed. Yume was honestly a complicated little girl. "I was too young to remember daddy..." Tears began to well up in the small child's eyes and Yui brought her into a warm embrace. "And I've never seen you smile…"

"I'm sorry Yume." The two were there in the hallway with the only sound being that of silence.

Kakashi fell asleep with one of his books on his chest. It was the one she got him for his birthday. It was the last one he had. Since the day he received the gift, he never once read it. Since the day she left, he never looked at it. Now there it was upon his chest, the last thing he looked at before falling into a deep sleep of the winter night. It would be surprise, for the only thing he had read of the book was not even its content but the side note from the giver of the gift. The words he stared at until he had fallen into deep slumber were two simple ones.

Love, Yui

A/n: LISTEN! You won't get this fic, unless you read Romantic Antics! So for those of you who complain you're lost or you don't think this is Kakashi or whatever, read the last fic! READ IT! It'll make more sense okay!

Sasuke: Must you be such a bitch?

Magic: Must you? (glares)

Sasuke: Whatever. I'm just saying to be more polite to the readers…else they won't review.

Magic: WHAT? I didn't know that! I'm SORRY YOU GUYS! I'm not trying to be mean! (Runs around and apologizes like Ritsu from Fruits Basket)

Naruto: Now she won't stop. (Watches Magic trip over her own feet) Chaos-sama, really….

Sakura: (sweatdrop) don't forget to review Chaos-kun's work. See you all next chapter!