A/N: Hello everyone. To those who know me, I'm back with another of my KakaSaku pairing stories! And for those who don't know me, I am XxNarutoFanGurlxX! I am a big fan of KakaSaku and really loves to write stories about them.

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Title: For You

(Title inspired by the song For You sang by Azu-Naruto Shippuden ED)

Rating: T

Written By: XxNarutoFanGurlxX

Sakura walked across the hallway repeatedly, lost and confused of where to go. She pulled out her phone and took a look at the time. It was eight twenty. She had ten more minutes until the morning bell rang. Help. Help is what she needs, but there was no one to be found. It wasn't unexpected. This school was one of the top in Konoha and a bunch of students wouldn't be willing to be tardy in such an amazing high school, especially if the teachers are all strict and intelligent.

After minutes of frustration, she leaned against a nearby wall and slid down to the floor, her head dug into her crossed arms. She was excited, really, for the first day of school in Konoha after moving from Suna. But if she was going to be late, it would ruin everything.

"Excuse me, kiddo."

She rose her head high enough to see a pale face looking down upon her with beady black and red eyes. A man. No. A teacher. His silver hair was ruffled and blown over his forehead, and his cheekbones and chin were hairless. His nose wasn't too pointed nor flat, and his lips weren't too big or small. He seemed well built and in shape. A young one he is.

"You alright?" he continued slowly. The man backed away a few inches and stared at Sakura, expecting a brief answer of to why she was sitting so sulkily in the hallway.

Sakura finally managed to speak. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that I'm lost and I don't know where to go," she murmured embarrassingly, her cheeks growing rosy red. "I was looking for Room Twenty until I gave up on my search."

"Oh really?" asked the teacher. "That's my classroom. I suppose I can escort you there if you wish, unless you want to arrive to class late."

"Thank you," said Sakura. The pink-haired girl stood up shakily and gathered her belongings, then swung her backpack onto one shoulder.

Within a minute, the two were off, steadily walking through the winding hallways of Konoha's greatest high school, Hidden Leaf Academy. Everything was decent, or a little more than decent. Actually, it was all amazing. There were no cobwebs to be found, no gum hiding beneath cracks or under the school bulletin board, and surprisingly, there were barely any late students.

"So you're new here, aren't you? Judging from how confused you were back there," began the teacher.

"Yeah. I moved from Suna to Konoha since my parents got a new job here. I like it better here, though."

"Well since I am going to be your first period teacher, might as well introduce myself to you," he stated coolly, "My name is Kakashi Hatake, and honestly, I do not enjoy it when people address my by Mr. Hatake and neither does any of the other teachers here like it."

"So I could just call you Kakashi?"

"Precisely. So what's your name?"

"Sakura Haruno. And - er - None of them like being addressed formally?"

"What are the rest of your classes? Name the class and the teacher."

"English, Hatake; History, Shiranui; Science, Nara; Lunch; Leadership, Yuhi; PE, Hatake; Math, Sarutobi."

Kakashi shrugged and stuffed his hands into his pocket. "So you have me, and then Genma, Shikaku, Kurenai, me again, and Asuma. You're pretty lucky to have some of the greatest teachers here in the academy," he chuckled.

Sakura rose an eyebrow, still confused at his explanation. "But how come I have you in two classes?" she asked with puzzlement.

"Since I don't teach class during sixth or fifth period, Old Man Sarutobi assigned me to PE during sixth."

"Old . . . Man Sarutobi? Is that Asuma?"

"No, it's his father. Mr. Sarutobi. I'll tell you his name some other time, kiddo."

"Okay . . ."

Kakashi paused in front of a door and nodded at Sakura. He gladly opened it for her and gently ushered her forward as he pushed her into the classroom, not in a rude manner but an escorting manner. He followed and closed the door behind him, and stood in front of the class with Sakura still by his side.

The morning bell suddenly rang and everyone seized their laughter and chatter, their eyes all glued to Sakura, the new girl.

"Hey everybody," Kakashi greeted, "This is a new student, Sakura Haruno. She is now in your first period class, so please welcome her kindly. Sakura, you could take a seat beside Naruto and Shikamaru."

Sakura followed his instructions and settled in the mentioned desk. She looked to the left of her to find the yellow-headed boy looking at her oddly.

"Woah, your hair is pink! And your name sounds so familiar too!" he exclaimed.

Sakura rose an eyebrow and frowned. They had never met before, so how could she be familiar to him? What in the world was wrong with this boy?

"That's because her name 'Sakura' means cherry blossom you dope." The black-haired one shrugged and leaned further back into his seat. "It's actually quite ironic, considering your hair is pink like the flower," he continued.

"Um, thanks?" she replied dumbly, not caring whether they're weird or not.

"Well since we all sit near each other," began the 'dope', "My name is Naruto Uzumaki! And that kid over there is Shikamaru Nara!" He grinned a big grin and proudly nodded at her.

"Nice to meet the both of you," muttered Sakura as she pressed her forehead against the desk.

Great. Just great. She had an annoying idiot sitting to the left of her and a smart-headed genius sitting to the right. The two of them didn't seem so bad, but they sure talked a lot for average-looking students.

"Hey. Naruto and Shikamaru . . . wait . . . Naruto, stop bugging Sakura. It's her first day and it's already turning out bad because of you," sighed Kakashi as he tapped the three students' desks.

Naruto yawned and mumbled, "I'm just trying to make new friends."

"Make new friends during your passing periods." Kakashi pointed toward the board and explained, "You have a class assignment to start as well. And the rest of the class already started."

Naruto, Shikamaru, and Sakura looked around them to find that their teacher was correct. Everyone has already started their work besides them.

"But Kakashi, what's the assignment?" asked Naruto.

"Write a paragraph on anything. But the subject has to catch my attention, otherwise you get an F." Kakashi strode away. "And actually read the board instead of asking, kiddo."

Sakura eyed Naruto as he dug his face into his notebook, then glanced at Shikamaru to find him staring at a quarter-filled paper. She sighed and began writing her paragraph.

Honestly, she didn't know what exactly she was writing about. You know . . . the main idea. Really, she was just scribbling down things that were pouring out of her heart.

Well, Sakura sort of had a dark past, considering that most of her family members died and that all of her friends grew apart. All of her relatives were killed in a massacre, including some of her friends. And then her closest buddy moved far away from Suna, leaving little Sakura all alone with just her parents to embrace.

She thinks that is what she was writing about. She felt comfortable doing it, even if it was one of her darkest secrets. Writing down her past released her from the darkness and sorrow. Writing about her own life . . . freed her.

"All right, everyone pass in their papers." Kakashi suddenly snatched her paper from her hands, as of how he did to the rest of his students. Ignoring everyone's complaints about the short amount of time, he stuffed them in his folder right when the bell rang.

"Class dismissed."

Sakura gathered her things and scurried out of the classroom and hurried to her locker to exchange her notebooks. Eventually, she was walking to her next class, History, taught by Genma Shiranui. Or at least, that's what Kakashi had told her.

"Hey you."

The pink-haired girl jerked her head to the right to find none other than Shikamaru waving at her with a simple and small smile.

"Your name is . . . Sakura, right?" he asked as he began walking with her.

"Yes," she simply replied.

"What's your next class?"

"History with Shiranui."

"Ah, Genma Shiranui. Cool, we have the next class together," stated Shikamaru, "Maybe I can show you the way now."

He was snickering. She knew that he was laughing at her deep inside.

But at least he was nice enough to not actually show it.

Sakura managed to smile a little. "Thanks, Shikamaru."

The two walked side-by-side to History class with only two minutes remaining of the passing period. Luckily, they both made it in time to only be greeted by the chestnut-haired teacher.

His hair was quite long, but not too long to consider him as a woman. There was also a blue bandanna wrapped around his head which definitely identified him as a man. His eyes were beady like Kakashi's, except it held more kindness and foolishness. His grin was almost as wide as Naruto's smile and he held a senbon in his mouth. Every now and then, the needle would move around, which surprisingly irritated her in some way.

"Ah, you're Sakura Haruno aren't ya?" Genma exclaimed happily as he nearly closed the door on the arriving students. "Kakashi called me to tell me 'bout the new student, which is of course you. I betcha that he told the rest of your teachers too."

Well, so much for introducing . . .

"That's kind of odd," Shikamaru whispered into Sakura's ear.

She giggled and turned to face Genma again.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too Genma."

"And he told you about that too, huh."

"I suppose you are talking about the formal thing."

"You got that right."

"Then yes, he told me."

Genma patted her on the back and smiled again. Foolish. That man was foolish. But she enjoyed that part of his personality.

"Well head on out and pick a seat," he instructed as he took a seat at his own station.

Sakura nodded and followed Shikamaru down the isle and sat next to him again. She assumed that this would be her permanent seat for the next few months.

She dug into her bright white backpack and removed her notebook, then placing it on her desk along with her writing utensils. After a minute of preparing, she took a look at Shikamaru to find him drooling on his desk.

Shikamaru Nara. He was a nice and intelligent guy, but really lazy. She didn't think that his laziness was too much of a problem, unless he did it constantly. Now that would be a predicament. Sakura can't really imagine Shikamaru sleeping through one whole period though.

Sakura laughed at her newly-made friend and adjusted herself to face forward, but a tall gloomy-looking boy was blocking her view. She suddenly realized that she was sitting in his seat and was about to leave as quickly as possible . . .

Until he pulled her back into her seat.

"It's okay," he said, "You can have my seat. I can sit to the left of you anyways. No one ever sat there so it's practically meant for me now."

Sakura slowly nodded confusingly and watched him while he unpacked his stuff next to her. She felt bad for having to steal his seat, even though he had told her it was okay.

That boy really seemed as if he wanted to sit here . . .

"My name is Sasuke Uchiha," he greeted.

Sasuke held out his hand for her to shake. She gladly accepted it.

"My name is Sakura Haruno," she responded, "And thanks for giving me your seat."

"It's no big deal."

The bell rang, signaling that class was about to start.

Genma stood up and stretched his arms, his dark eyes glued to his room full of students. He yawned and rolled his shoulders, then walked in front of the classroom.

"Well everybody, before we start, we have a new student." He stuffed his hands into his pockets and cocked his head toward Sakura. "The girl with the bright pink hair is now your new classmate. So - uh - please welcome her," he explained.

A couple of people whispered, "Hi" to her, which pleased her much. Some even introduced their names. Like these three students. A bowl cut haired-kid named Rock Lee, or Lee, introduced himself in an odd way that amused her. A long haired one, Neji Hyuga, and his cousin, Hinata Hyuga, both said hello and were kind enough to tell a little information about themselves.

Making friends here weren't turning out to be hard at all. In fact, it was pretty easy so far.

"Alright class, settle down," yawned Genma, "Now let's begin our history lesson on the French Revolution."

. . .

Sakura had just finished her fifth period class with Kurenai, which practically cheered her up from all of the trouble in Science.

During third period, she had found out that Shikaku was Shikamaru's father and considered the moment was very awkward since his son was his student too. And then a boy named Kiba came up to her and tried flirting, which was a total failure, and Sasuke tried standing up to him, which made her happy.

In the end, Kiba had apologized and vowed to never do it again. She and him ended up being friends anyways.

Which reminded her . . .

She has been making a lot of friends today. And it was her first day in this high school. To be honest, she wasn't expecting to make an unusual amount of friends in just one day. Was she that kind of a person or is it just the fact that everyone in this school was close like family?

"Sa-Sakura."

Hinata tapped her on the shoulder, wearing only a large PE shirt that draped over her thighs.

"Yes, Hinata?" hummed Sakura.

"Finish changing before you get late to PE class."

"And if I don't?"

"You don't know about Hatake's pet peeves, do you?"

"No, considering that I'm a new student here."

"Well he just hates it when students arrive to class late, especially in PE since he thinks all you have to do is change out. And if you are late, I heard he makes you run a lap or more around the track in punishment . . . Unless you're injured or something like that."

"Wow, harsh teacher."

"He's not that bad. He just acts like that, but he's really nice if you get to know him."

". . . That's unusual."

"Yeah." Hinata slipped into her shorts and glanced at the clock. "Better head out into the gym. We only have two more minutes until we're tardy."

"Alright, I'm ready. Let's go."

Sakura and Hinata scurried out of the girl's locker room and skidded into the gym, embarrassed after accidentally running into Naruto and Sasuke.

"Sorry you two," apologized Sakura.

Naruto grinned and laughed. "Nah! It's all cool! I do that all the time too!"

Sasuke thumped him on the back of his head, causing Naruto to wail continuously, which was quite annoying, to be honest.

"Shut up Naruto. You're already irritating enough," muttered Sasuke, his voice low and cold.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," replied the yellow-headed twit.

Hinata giggled and Naruto immediately glanced at her with dark blue eyes. She suddenly blushed for some odd reason as he inspected her carefully.

"Are you okay, Hinata? You look red like an apple."

"Y-Yes, I'm fine."

"Okay then."

Naruto shrugged and ran off to find Choji Akamichi, the chubby boy who eats like a pig but acts like a sweetheart. Sasuke eventually followed him with a dull expression, leaving Sakura and Hinata alone to talk for only a few more seconds.

"Hinata, do you like Naruto?" Sakura asked with a grin.

"Please don't tell him, Sakura. I'm trying to find the perfect time and place to tell him!"

"I promise I won't."

"Promise?"

"I cross my heart and hope to die."

". . . Thank you Sakura. You are such a good friend."

"Thanks . . . and trust me. I never break my promises."

Hinata smiled kindly and bowed her head slightly in appreciation.

"Alright, everyone! Gather around!"

The masculine, chilling voice rang loudly in her ears, causing her to shudder. Sakura suddenly smelled the scent of an aftershave, which was actually quite appealing, and turned to her right, only to find Kakashi Hatake standing in between her and Hinata.

He looked really fit in his PE wear, especially since his T-shirt complimented his abs. He was wearing black jogging pants which seemed to fit him well and a grey shirt that was neither tight nor loose. Right in between, to be precise. He looked exactly like a PE teacher with a pinch of an' English teacher look' to it.

Kakashi nodded at Hinata and then smiled at Sakura.

He asked, "So how is the first day here in the academy, Sakura?"

"Amazing, to be honest. Everyone is so nice and unique, especially the teachers."

"Well I'm happy that you're happy," he chuckled as he gave her a small pat on her shoulder.

Sakura blushed lightly and stared at her feet, having nothing more to say to her teacher. He is so nice - and she has to admit it, but he's really cute too - that he could make anyone speechless, including herself, which was surprising considering that not many teachers or adults could do that.

She suddenly began to wonder how old he was . . .

"Hey Mr. Ha - I mean - Kakashi?"

He glanced at her with his onyx and blood-red eye.

"Um, how old are you?"

He came close to her cheek, his lips ghosting over her skin. His scent was intoxicating and pleasing in a certain way, and some of his silver hair was brushing against her skin and flesh, which tickled her.

"Twenty eight. But don't tell anyone I told you that, okay?" he whispered.

She nodded as he backed away to begin talking to the arriving students.

"Everyone, I would like you to head outside and run three laps around the track," he began, "But Sakura Haruno, I need to talk to you, so stay here in the gym."

Everyone groaned as they began jogging toward the exit, some of them complaining that it wasn't fair how Sakura didn't have to run the track.

Sakura questioningly locked her gaze with Naruto and Sasuke. They shrugged and began jogging themselves, scared that they might have to run another lap for not following the directions.

She hung her head, wondering if she had done anything wrong. She couldn't recall if she had done something unforgivable or something like that. What if she was in trouble for asking of his age?

No, he answered her question, so that couldn't be it.

What if she had done something wrong earlier in first period?

Oh boy . . .

She was scared. She had to admit it. She was frightened, especially after hearing all of those rumors of him being strict when it came to punishments.

Sakura nearly squealed when his hand landed on her shoulder.

"Sakura, I need to talk to you about first period."

Great. Here it comes.

"It's about your paper that you wrote for the class assignment."

Sakura let her eyes drag across the tiled ground.

"W-what about my paper?" she asked silently.

Kakashi lifted his face up to the ceiling and sucked in a deep breath.

"I'm worried."

A/N: Cliff hanger! I guess. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of the story For You!

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