Daydream by Avril Lavigne, Demi Locato, and Miranda Cosgrove, respectfully.

I darted into the apartment, letting out a sigh of relief as I sagged against the door. I hoped to kami that nobody, nobody, had seen the blush that had spread across my face the moment Kakashi had ruffled my hair. I also hoped that nobody had caught my hastily stuttered goodbye as I had made a run for it.

I brought my knees up to my chest and thought back to the moment that had taken place all of five minutes previously. The way Kakashi's hand had fit so naturally on top of my head, and the way it had moved from side to side to muss up my hair. He only did it to make me feel like a part of the team, to feel worth a congratulatory pat on the head when I did something right.

He did the same thing to Naruto and Sasuke.

But it felt amazing when he did it to me.

And on especially hot days, sometimes Kakashi would take off his vest and long-sleeved jacket and spar with us in only his full-body mask. You could see just how strong his arms were then, with their prowess and build…the ANBU tattoo looked completely in place, like it had always belonged there. The way his muscles would ripple when he extenuated himself with a particular move of Sasuke's, or full-hardy idea of Naruto's.

Nobody had beaten Kakashi, though, not ever.

I liked the way his hair glinted silver in the sunlight. I liked the way you could barely see his smile through his mask. I liked the way you could see approval in his one exposed eye. I liked the way he always gave me a little extra encouragement whenever I was feeling sad. I liked the excuses he gave whenever he was late.

I even liked it on the occasions I saw him at the memorial grounds, when he would sort of hang his head while his hand stuck to a specific name. He was vulnerable at those times. It was nice, knowing that he wasn't always so happy and go-lucky.

And there was…

"Sakura! Sakura!"

I jerked at the fingers snapping in front of my face. I forced my eyes to focus on Shizune. "Huh, wha…?"

"You were day-dreaming." The older woman said, pointing down at the cadaver we had our hands rummaging around in.

"S-sorry," I apologized. "I was just thinking about…" My eyes glazed over again as I was greeted by a wonderful image of a sopping wet Kakashi who had been pushed into the water by Naruto.

If Kakashi was all wet, surely he would have to take off his mask? That was Naruto for you, dumb ideas.

"Konoha to Sakura."

I blushed. "Sorry."

"You're thinking about a guy, aren't you?"

I didn't answer, but my embarrassed smile was enough.

"What man could possible make the great Sakura daze off into wonderland land?" Shizune teased, removing the heart and placing it into the awaiting assistants gloved hands. "Come on, spill!"

"But I—my thoughts aren't really appropriate."

"Oh, so you have the hots for one of your teammates." Shizune pointed to the lungs. "Take those out, would you?"

I carefully removed the lungs and placed them in a metal bowl. "No—I mean yes—I mean…maybe…"

"It's Sasuke, isn't it?" Shizune sighed. "You know he's dating that…uhh, what was her name?"

I shrugged helplessly. "Hell if I know. He's been going through so many girls since he got back. And no, it's not him."

"Then who could it…" Shizune's eyes widened. "Surely not Naruto!"

"Naruto and Hinata have been a thing for ages! I have no business messing them up."

"But then…Sai?"

We were reaching the last three people of the barrel. Sai, Yamato, and Kakashi were the only members that Shizune hadn't asked me about. Yamato would be equally as embarrassing, but not quite as inappropriate as Kakashi, since Yamato wasn't my sensei. But Sai, who would believe I had a thing for Sai?

Shizune, apparently. "Sai, you like Sai?" She flabbergasted, nearly dropping some intestines. When I hadn't replied, Shizune had decided to fill in the blanks herself. "That's no good, Sakura. Sai barely understands friendship."

"He's just a daydream, Shizune." I said calmly, helping out with the other half of the intestines.

"If you say so."

It was true though! Kakashi-sensei was a daydream, nothing more. I couldn't possibly entertain the thought of actually having a relationship with the man, could I?

Could I?

No, no, what was I thinking? There was no way Kakashi would ever be able to realize me as an acceptable life-long partner. What was I supposed to do? Act like all the other girls who vied for his attention? Was that what I was supposed to do?

I couldn't go out with Kakashi. It just wasn't…

"Sakura, are you paying attention?"

This time, I had to actually open my eyes in order to see the person talking to me. Kakashi was squatting in front of me, looking at me with that piercing gaze. I had the feeling that he could see everything that was going through my mind, even though the idea was preposterous.

"Sorry, what?"

"Naruto, Sasuke, and Sai left a good hour ago." He replied, leaning slightly closer. "Are you feeling okay?"

I could feel the blush spreading across my cheeks. "Of course, I'm just a little, you know, tired?"

"Is that so?" Kakashi scratched his chin thoughtfully and stood up. Holding out his hand, he beckoned to me. "Come on, let's get you home."

I couldn't take his hand, could I? He would just release it as soon as he helped me up. Touching Kakashi-sensei was the last thing my stupid daydreams needed.

I took the hand anyway.

Just like I predicted, he let go as soon as I was stable on my feet.

We walked in silence. I felt extremely uncomfortable; it was rare that I spent much time alone with Kakashi. Even on missions, Sai was usually with us when we split up the team, leaving Sasuke and Naruto to take care of themselves.

If the silence kept up much longer, I would go crazy.

Of course, since I was thinking of other things, I wasn't looking at the ground, which meant I didn't see that rock, which meant that, of course I had tripped over it. And of course I had flown forward with only Kakashi to catch me.

After setting me back upright, he had knelt down in front of me, back toward me.

"What are you doing?" I had asked.

"Giving you a piggy-back ride." Kakashi replied.

I paused, for a nice long while. "Wait, what did you just say?"

"Climb on. You're tripping all over the place."

I thought about this long and hard to the point that Kakashi was just about to stand up again with a sigh when I finally relented. I leaned over him and wrapped my arms around his neck, and his arms gripped my legs.

This was new.

On the way home, I really did start to get sleepy. Unconsciously, I rested my head down at the nape of his neck, breathing in that wonderful Kakashi smell. I'd only smelled it a couple of times before; I always shivered with delight when I inhaled the scent. He smelled like…sweat, and something that smelled spicy and sort of tickled my nose, but wasn't overpowering, and a little bit like aftershave.

I was trying to be everything I wasn't when around Kakashi, trying very hard not to let my daydreams get the better of me. I was trying to tough, and trying to walk away from the entire situation, and trying to remain innocent enough looking, so as not to attract attention, and…

"You're my daydream." I muttered.

"Hmm?"

"Daydream." I said again.

Then sleep overtook me.

The next morning, I woke up with something very painful digging into my side. I shifted slightly, but the annoyance didn't go away. Completely put out, I sat up and opened my eyes.

Funny. I didn't remember going to bed last night.

I didn't even remember coming home.

Oh yeah, Kakashi-sensei had walked me home. And…

My eyes opened very, very wide. I had fallen asleep, on Kakashi's back!

Had I said anything? Somebody had once told me that I talked in my sleep.

And Kakashi bringing me home explained why I was still wearing my training outfit, and why there was a shuriken pouch digging into my side. It had come loose in my sleep and separated itself from my leg. I really needed to get the strap on the holster fixed.

Oh dear, I had most assuredly talked in my sleep. I knew it, I just knew it! What had I said? Hopefully nothing embarrassing, nothing to let on to the fact that I…Oh dear Kami!

Quickly, I rushed out of my room. I needed coffee, I needed food, I needed to calm down, I needed—

"Good morning."

I paled as I looked over at my couch, halfway to my coffee pot. Kakashi was lying leisurely across my couch, orange book propped up on his arm. I didn't dare move.

"What the hell are you doing on my couch?"

Kakashi ignored the question. "You said some interesting things last night."

I decided to play it cool. He'd probably heard me spout of some inconsequential nonsense that either thoroughly embarrassed me, a lot of other people, or a mixture of both. I headed for the coffee pot and started on a nice hot cup of the stuff.

"Some interesting things, indeed."

"Really?" I asked innocently enough. "Like what?"

"You've been doing a lot of thinking."

I poured the coffee and held the cup up to my nose, taking in the scent. It wasn't as good as Kakashi's scent, but definitely made the top two. "Hmm?"

"Thinking about me, perhaps?"

Okay, I admit I choked on the coffee, not quite expecting, or maybe just hoping, that words like those would come from Kakashi's mouth. I immediately started hacking over the sink, trying to regain my breath. By the time I was done, Kakashi had snuck up behind me and was patting my back.

"What did I say?" I wheezed.

"Why don't I tell you over some dinner?" Kakashi replied.

I turned to look him in the eyes—eye—to judge what exactly he was telling me. Was he joking? Was he serious?

"O-okay."

"It's a date." Kakashi disappeared with a puff of smoke.

I had a date…oh my kami, I had a date with Kakashi.

What was I going to wear? What was I going to say? What was I going to do?

I feinted on the spot.

A/N: I wanted to start doing one of these once a week, but I keep getting distracted. Bad Annabelinda, bad, bad! Hope this is all cute and fluffy and up to par for all the readers! I've been thinking about this one for weeks, ever since I discovered the song Daydream. I've been listening to the Miranda Cosgrove version, mainly because Demi's version can only be found live and the Avril Lavigne version (since you can't buy it on iTunes) I have just isn't as good a quality as the Miranda Cosgrove version. Of course, once I like one of Miranda's songs, I just have to go on a Cosgrove phase. *eye-roll*

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