Hi there! This is where I'm going to post all of my drabbles from Tumblr that didn't become longer stories. Currently everything is T-rated and features KakaSaku, but both rating and pairing are subject to change. Enjoy! (You can also follow me on tumblr under tipsyraconteur!)

Prompt: "I want some Kakasaku fluff with the dialogue prompt of 'Do you always stalk pretty ladies in the trees?'"

Pairing: KakaSaku

Rating: T

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Sakura let out a shaky sigh as she leaned her back against the tree trunk, hot tears spilling from her eyes no matter how she tried to blink them back. Losing a patient was hard, and no matter how long she worked as a medic, it never got any easier to feel someone's life slipping through her hands. As soon as she could, she'd washed the blood off her hands and left the hospital, running far enough into the training grounds until she felt like she could breathe again. But it didn't make the feeling of helplessness, of being unable to fix someone, go away.

Just as fresh tears started to come, she felt something soft brush her cheek. Opening her eyes, she looked down to see a single cherry blossom petal lying on the ground where it had fallen. In a moment, another floated down and settled by her foot, followed by another. Smiling faintly, she tipped her head back and called up into the branches above, "This isn't a cherry blossom tree, you know."

There was a long, silent pause, wherein a few more petals floated down. And then his voice came: "No. But I've been following you since the cherry blossom tree."

Sakura reached out to catch one of the petals in her palm before archly responding, "Do you always stalk pretty ladies in the trees?"

There was another pause, and this time there was a teasing tinge to his voice when he responded. "Who says you're a pretty lady?"

It took less than a moment for Sakura to turn and swing her chakra-laced fist into the trunk of the tree, and then, after a few crashing sounds, Kakashi landed on the ground with a thud, his Hokage robe fluttering around him.

Knowing he was more than skilled enough to land on his feet, even when surprised, Sakura giggled, and then coughed, wiping the smile from her face. Instead, she glared at him. "That wasn't funny."

Wincing from where he lay on his back, Kakashi cleared his throat and then replied, "It was kind of funny."

"Hm," Sakura replied, unconvinced. "I guess people really do lose their sense of humor when they get old."

She could actually hear him pouting when he responded, "Now you're just being mean." She soon learned the mistake of standing too close to him when he hooked a foot around her ankle and yanked it out from beneath her, sending her toppling down toward him. He, of course, caught her perfectly. The jerk.

Somewhat winded, Sakura panted, "Aren't you supposed to be running a village right now?" In spite of her words, she curled closer to him, letting him hold her to his chest.

He reached a gloved hand up and swept the pad of his thumb over the tracks her tears had left. "Some things are more important."

Letting out a shuddering sigh as she felt the tears begin to well up again, Sakura lay her head on his chest. After a few wet sniffles that she tried and failed to contain, she felt herself begin to relax to the sound of his heartbeat.

"Kakashi?"

"Sakura?"

"I love you."

"Is it because I stalk you through trees?"

"…Something like that."