"Ka-ka-shi~"
A shiver went up his spine at the soft voice. Where did it come from?
"What a surprise to come across you here~"
There! That scent- he could never have mistaken it. Except for the harsh tang of iron that lay like a thick coat over the unmistakeable scent. Why did it have to be there?
"Such a... coincidence, don't you think~"
The lilt of scorn in the voice was almost tangible. Hate. Anger close to boiling over. A wound under a tight bandage, never healing. What had lead them to this?
"And yet, we both know exactly what's happening here."
When did everything turn down a path so twisted and wrong?
"Don't we, Kakashi-sen-sei?"
He was going to die.
"My name is Haruno Sakura, and I like, um," giggling. "I dislike Naruto! And my dream is..." more giggling.
Book smarts.
Useless.
Fangirl.
Weak.
"You're leaving?"
Devastated.
Curious.
Perfect chakra control.
Tsunade-shishou?
Monstrous strength.
Pride.
You did nothing.
"Tsunade-shishou, can you tell me about poisons?"
Talented.
Medic-nin.
Life saver.
Akatsuki killer.
Respect?
Never.
"I'm... leaving for a while. A-a mission. Long term, estimated time is one year."
Formal.
Detached.
Hate...ful?
That can't be, right?
'Haruno Sakura has exceeded the expected time limit of her mission. Team 7 and 8 to be mobilized immediately.'
Worry.
Sentimentality.
She must be in trouble.
Wrong.
Must save her!
"Who is going to save you, Kakashi-sensei~"
