Kakashi just sat there for a second and stared at her. He must have read her lips wrong, there was no way she was asking him to dig her up. Not after what just happened with Tsunade.

"Could you repeat yourself?" He quirked a brow as he watched her narrow her eyes at him and let out a frustrated sigh.

"I need you to dig me up." Ok, so it was what he thought. He chewed on his tongue while he took in her wide eyes. If he was caught... Well Kami-sama knows what the Hokage would do to him.

"Sakura, the Hokage already thinks that I am crazy, if she finds out I dug up your body." He shook his head slightly. He looked back to see the girl scowling a him, her hands gripping on her hip as she tapped her foot on Minato's head. It was probably a good thing that she didn't have a body right now, as Kakashi was sure that the giant bust of his sensei would have craters where her foot tapped down.

"Ohh come on, are you not a ninja?" She raised her brow and her head bobbed as she talked. He scoffed at the girl. She had went down a low and childish path. If there was one way to get a ninja to do anything it was to question their competency as a ninja.

"I don't think there is really a way to ninja a coffin out of the ground." He groaned as he pulled himself up. He stood and looked over at her glaring face.

"Sure you can. Can't you just travel under the earth, grab my body and pop back up." She shrugged as she she took a lazy step forward. He knitted his brows at her, oh of course it was that easy. He drug his hand roughly down his face.

"No I can't just pop in there and get you. If you were buried in the ground with no coffin, but you are in a wooden and metal casket. I can't just travel through that." He shook his head and looked up at the sky. He stood there for a moment before he caught her movement out of the corner of his eye. She was standing in front of him, all frustration and anger was wiped off of her face. Now she just stared at him with wide sad eyes. It was the look Pakkun gave him when he wanted some sausage. Damn, it is seemed to work for both parties.

"I may be dying in there. My body is dying in that casket, Kakashi. I don't want to go. I can't go." Her lip began to quiver as she scooted a little closer. "I don't want to die." He clenched his jaw as he read the last sentence that passed from her lips. Now was not a time to worry himself about being caught. She was right, they needed to get her back above ground. He gave her a curt nod.

"Ok let's get going." He said as he pointed his head back to the path that sat behind the Hokages faces. A large smile spread on her face as she skipped after him.

He walked through the village, thankful for the empty streets. Everyone else was tucked into their homes safely away for the night. Thank the spirits since he didn't need anyone watching him right now. He moved with quickness in the shadows to the out skirts of Konoha, Sakura jogging after saw her flailing her hands but paid no mind to her. He knew where they were going and he was going to have to keep on his toes to avoid any traps.

Once they were a few miles away from the villages well light streets, and in the outskirts of town, his pace began to slow. He also let himself look at Sakura who was once again glaring at him. He let out a small sigh. Was it necessary for her to constantly glare at him? He was the one that was helping her out after all.

"WHERE...ARE... WE...GOING?" She mutely yelled out with exaggerated slowness and enunciation. He turned his head and looked down the path... This should be self explanatory. She had been to Tenzo's house before.

"Tenzo's." He said slowly back to her as he raised a brow. She narrowed her eyes as she huffed.

"Why?" This time he let out an annoyed sigh.

"Who else do you know that lives in a house?" He shook his head as he huffed out the words. She frowned at him then gave him a questioning look. "Sakura, we live in apartments. Do you have a shovel in your apartment?" He raised his brows as he asked. Her face softened and her mouth made a small o as she shook her head slowly. He nodded with her. "Yeah. I am going to steal Tenzo's shovel."

"Borrow." She said quickly.

"Right. Borrow." He turned and began to creep up on the small house that sat in the wooded area. Normally he would just walk up to his house and ask, but the less anyone knew about the current situation the better. Tenzo would understand. Possibly...Well maybe. Shaking his head he slowly made it through the yard avoiding the traps and alarms that littered the property. Tenzo was a nice guy, extremely loyal, but he could tend to be a bit paranoid. Not that Kakashi could blame him. His past made that of the, ohh so tortured, Uchiha's look like a game of candyland.

They quietly made their way past the large garden and to the back of the property where the small shed was located. He came to the door and lifted the padlock that was on it. He knew that this was going to be the least of his worries. Though right now it was, since he had nothing to pick it with. He looked over at Sakura who was looking at the padlock in his hand. She then looked over at him and rolled her eyes.

"Rock. Hit it with a rock." He grimaced. That would make too much noise, but what other choice did he have? So he took a moment and looked around until he found a rock that was large enough to fit in the palm of his hand. He walked slowly back over to the shed and quickly hit the rock against the lock. There was a sharp crack as it disengaged. He stilled for a moment and looked at the dark house behind him. There was no movement or light coming from it. Talking a deep breath he removed the padlock from the door and slowly opened it. He was right, the least of his worries was the lock its' self.

"Holy shit, how many traps do you need for a shed?" Sakura asked as she walked past him. She looked over her shoulder at him and he just shrugged. He was sure that if he was raised in a tube then sent into Root, that he also would be a bit trap crazy. He took a hesitant step in and began to dispel the jutsu's covering the floor. After nearly a half an hour he had finally cleared enough to make it to the other side were all of the shovels were located. He grabbed one and looked to Sakura who was sitting on a crate of fertilizer and nodded his head for her to follow. He replaced a few traps and closed the door carefully and placed the broken lock back onto the door. He was going to have to get Tenzo a new one after this was all said and done. Well maybe not him, Sakura probably should buy it.

He lead the way as they walked through town. Every once in a while he would look back to make sure that Sakura was still there and following. The longer that they walked the farther her brow furrowed until she began to wave her arms to get his attention. He slowed his stride until she was walking right next to him. Her one brow raised as she looked at him.

"Now where are we going?" She asked as she shook her head and pointed behind them. Ahh, seems that she didn't realize what was in her will.

"Your grave." He said quietly but kept walking.

"But..."

"You are buried next to your parents. That was what was in your final will and testament." She narrowed her eyes at him then the realization dawned on her. She closed her eyes and shook her head.

"I drafted that when I was thirteen." She said as she looked over at him. He just smirked at her.

"It was rather well thought out. I was really looking forward to receiving your cook books, since as you said, "Sensei you may have over a thousand jutsu's but it is time that you learned one edible recipe." He watched her take a dramatic sigh and shake her head. They walked the rest of the way in silence, but as they approached the gate to the civilian cemetery Kakashi's stomach began to tighten.

"Sakura we need to have a plan. If I get caught I will be sent to the psych ward and possibly never let out." He said as he slowed his stride again. Sakura looked over at him and quirked her lips to the side.

"Well I can watch out for anyone." She said as she scratched the back of her neck.

"What if we are seen before I am done?"

"Well you run... Ohhh you still have bad hand writing right?" She smirked at him. Kakashi just snorted at the question. Really of all the times for her to make fun of his penmanship. "No really though. Maybe you should just write a creepy little note and then it will be blamed on one of the stalkers that I have." Kakashi furrowed his brow and shook his head. No, she didn't say that? Did she?

"You have stalkers?" His eyes grew wide as he inquired. She snorted at him and waved the question away.

"Yeah... Since the end of the war... Wait, you don't have any?" She cocked her head as she looked at him. How did this seem like a normal question to her? He just shook his head while keeping his eyes on her. "Really? Naruto and Sasuke have them too. Though theirs aren't as bad as mine. I have whole clans wanting me to become a member so that their offspring will be "Strong like bull," or some type of B.S. like that." How was it possible that he would not know this? How could all of his team have stalkers and one: he didn't have any, and two: didn't know it. "Anyways it's not that big of a deal, but Tsunade does know about them so if there was a note by the grave and we are caught... It will not be on you." She shrugged and began to walk into the cemetery. Well that plan may have worked if he had paper on him. Taking a deep breath he walked in after her.

This was weird. Probably the weirdest thing that he had ever done, and that was saying a lot since he had been a shinobi for twenty years. During those twenty years he had completed missions were he had to dress like a clown, he found out Obito was still alive, or the time he had to dance with Gai... Kakashi shook his head trying to forget that instance. Though digging up the body of his dead but not dead student, that took the cake. Not only a cake but the whole fucking bakery. So here he was in the civilian cemetery knee deep into digging a hole. He looked up for a moment to see Sakura sitting facing away from him on her head stone. Another weird sight. Shaking his head he got back to digging.

Just as he was pushing the the shovel into the loose dirt he saw two feet appear before him, he looked up to see a frantic looking Sakura.

"Someone is coming." She said quickly but he caught the words. He dropped the shovel and looked over. Letting his chakra out he looked for a signature. "Over near the gate." He nodded and body flickered away in the direction of the new comer. Reappearing in the wooded area next to the gate and quickly concealing his chakra, he watched as a man walked past of the gates. The figure walked slowly his shoulders slumped down as he looked down to the path that be was shuffling on. Kakashi squinted his eyes as he noticed a flicker of light coming from the man head. No not his head, his head gear. Narrowing his eyes he took in the profile of the man. Tenzo. Brushing the dirt quickly from his pants he began to walk forward to intercept the wood user. Once he was a few feet away he cleared his throat as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Senpai," Tenzo jumped as Kakashi came into the clearing. Quirking a brown he looked at his friend. He was never one to be caught off guard, so to see him jump was a little alarming. Shaking his head Kakashi nodded at them man before falling in line with his stride.

"What are you doing out here so late?" Kakashi asked as he began to reach for the book in his back pocket... To only remember that he had no book. He cringed as he remembered the torn copies of Icha Icha that littered his living room floor. He really wished that he didn't feel the need to declare warfare on all of his possessions. Biting back a groan he remembered they were first editions and signed by Jiraya. Damn it. He was going to have to mourn them later.

"Just got back from my mission. I just heard about... " The man swallowed thickly as his hand reached up and removed his forehead protector. "What happened to Sakura. Hokage-sama, told me she was buried here, so I came to pay my respects." He looked over at Kakashi and that was the first time that they had made eye contact. Even through the dim light of the moon the red that rimmed Tenzo's eyes were noticeable against his pale skin. Pursing his lips Kakashi gave him a curt nod. How had he missed that Tenzo wasn't at her funeral? He mentally went over all the faces he saw that day, to realize that all of them blended together. "I am sorry Senpai." The man reached out and gave Kakashi's arm a squeeze. "Where you going to visit?"

"Yes," Kakashi said softly.

"Do you wish to be alone? I can come back at another time." Tenzo sighed. Kakashi fought the smirk that wanted to play on his lips. Tenzo always so considerate of others. If he only knew the man, and not his work, there was no way that he would have guessed him to be a killer. He was like a teddy bear, well a murderous teddy bear. He wondered if the wood user felt the same way. Kakashi gave him a sad smile as he looked over at him. "It's fine I understand. I'll come back in the morning." Tenzo tried to smile, but if Kakashi was honest it just looked like the man was a bit constipated. He reached over and slapped Kakashi on his back before turning and leaving.

Too close, that was too close. Kakashi let out a breath that he didn't realize that he was holding as he flickered back to the grave.

"This needs to be done now." He said as he hopped back into the hole and began to shovel at a faster pace. It took another five minutes before the spade of the shovel slammed down and a hallow thunk greeted it. He looked up at Sakura who was staring at where the spade had landed. This was it. He really was about to pull her from her grave. He grimaced a bit as he thought, soon he was going to have her dead body back into his arms. Yeah as a shinobi he had seen death had held bodies, but to actively go out of his way, well it made his stomach turn a little. Sakura tore her gaze off of the shovel and looked at him with an arched brow.

"What are you waiting for?" Kakashi just sighed and began to shovel the last remaining layer of dirt off of the casket. Was Sakura always so pushy? Probably, but honestly he ignored the girl more often then naught.

Here it was, the moment of truth. The casket was going to be opened. He frowned as he bent down and his fingers curled around the upper lid. Did they prepare her body? No there was something in her will about the circle of life and wanting to return to the earth or some shit like that. Still he held his breath as the door opened with a muffled screech. His eyes shut and he squeezed then tight. Oh Kami-sama, please don't smell. Please don't smell. Slowly he opened his eyes and took a shallow breath. He looked down at her. She was pale, her pink hair cascading around her with white flowed interwoven into it. She looked at peace, she looked like she was sleeping. The air was filled with the scent of flowers and incense. He glances up tp the specter of Skura who was looking down and him.

"Come on, we need to move me body." She was looking down, but not at him. Her eyes were locked onto the body that was laying under him. While this was weird for him, he could only imagine what Sakura was feeling now, looking down at herself laying in a coffin. It was a thing of nightmares. Slowly he ran his tongue over his lips and swallowed as he bent down putting his hands under her armpit and tugged her up. The moment his finger tips felt her cold skin he fought the urge to pull back. Dropping her was probably not a wise idea, but the coolness of her flesh made his stomach tighten again. There was no way there was any life in her. He pulled her up and adjusted her body so that he was holding her bridal style. Her limbs were stiff, but her body contorted in his hold. Jumping out of hole he gently placed down on the ground. Chills ran down his back as he looked down at her. Shaking out his body he reached for the shovel and began to shove the dirt back.

Well filling a hole went much faster then digging it up. After scooping and patting the last of the dirt back into place he turned to look at Sakura, who was poking, then sitting on her body. He furrowed his brow as he watched her hop around like a bird at a feeder.

"What are you doing?" He watched with weary eyes.

"Trying to get back in." She huffed as she looked at him.

"I don't think it works like that." He scratched the back of his neck as he shook his head. She looked at him and let out a sigh. Well now what to do? They really didn't plan for after she was up. What the hell was he going to do with her body? Oh gods, what are they going to do? He was beginning to panic now. He was sooo fucked if some one saw him with her. They had to do something and something quickly.

"Now what?" He asked, and half pleaded. Hopefully she came up with something.

"You should take my body to my apartment or yours." Ohhh that was great.. just great. Nothing says psychopath like storing a body at either place. He should make sure it was even creepier and stash her under a bed. He looked up at her and she was standing over her body staring at him. "So you going to move me? I mean I would but seeing as I just kinda go through things..." She shrugged. What other options did he had? Taking a deep breath he once again lifted the cold body then performed the hand signs to teleport to his apartment.

He appeared in the middle of his living room, as he realized that he had left ghost Sakura in the middle of the cemetery. She was probably going to be pissed, but there was no way he was going to take a late night... He looked over to the window to see that the sky was beginning to lighten... early morning stoll with a dead body. That was not going to happen. She knew where he lived so it wasn't like she was lost. He shifted his weight and looked down at the girl that was in his arms. Her head lolled to the side as he adjusted his grip. Where was he going to put her. There was no way that he wanted to leave her in living room. No, if Genma, Gai or Tenzo walked in... Fuck, he forgot the shovel. He'll just have to add it to the list of shit that he owed the wood user.

No couch, well that left... The bathtub or bed... Bathtub it was, because the thought of a dead girl in his bed was possibly more unnerving then digging her up. Just as he began to walk to the bathroom he felt something, a movement of air on his shoulder that caused him to stop with a jerk. Pursing his lips he once again looked down at Sakura. It wasn't possible. No the body he had in his arms did not just release a breath. He stood there and let his eyes move to her chest. There was no movement at all. It must have been a trick of his mind or he probablyjust movd her and trapped air came out. Shaking his head he continued to the bathroom.

After he was finished positioning her in the tub he walked out to the living room to see Sakura pushing her way through his door. She stood and glared at him..

"A little warning might have been nice," She huffed as she crossed her arms.

"My apologies," he said flatly. She narrowed her eyes at him then shook her head.

"Where did you put me?" She asked as she looked around the apartment.

"The bathtub."

"What?"

"The bathtub." She stood there and stared at him for a moment, he could see the wheels moving in her head. She took a breath in and shook her head.

"Well it's better then underground, I suppose." And that was true. She had little to complain about. "Did you checked for a pulse?" She began to walk to his restroom. Like that wasn't the first thing he did when he saw her fall.

"Yeah, multiple times." She turned looking at him with her mouth quirked to the side. They stood there and stared at each other for a few moment, Kakashi waiting for her to say something, and Sakura... Well, he wasn't sure why she was staring at him like that, but she began to cock her head from side to side. Once again she looked like a curious little bird. If they were in any other situation it may have been a cute move, but right now with her body in his tub , it was annoying.

"What are you thinking?" He finally asked with a sigh. She worried her bottom lip and straightened her head.

"How long did you search for a pulse?"

"A minute or so." She nodded

"Ok, I want you to keep your finger on my pulse point for ten minutes." This was like some bad dare children would play. Touch the dead body for ten minutes. He wasn't going to let her know, but he really really did not like the idea of touching her again. It was just so wrong. She was too still, too cold, too... Well dead. He roughly ran his hand over his face and nodded. He was positive that he would find nothing, but he wasn't going to argue with her.

Making his way into the bathroom he sat next to the tub and looked over at the body. Her eyes were shut and her head was resting on a shoulder. Grimacing he reached out and placed his fingers on her neck.

Ten minutes touching a corpse felt like eternity. The moment his hand touched her he looked forward. He stared at the tiled wall in front of him. Pretty soon he began to see patterns in the stony finish. After running out of images, he then began to count the tiles. When he reached one hundred and twenty seven he felt a thud under his finger. Snapping his head in her direction he watched as her chest rose ever so slightly then fell. Holy shit, she was right. They had buried her alive. He crawled back horrified as the realization hit him. He twisted his body to look at the door to see her standing there smiling.

"You felt something didn't you?" She grinned at him. He nodded his head at her. "Ha told you! Stasis bitches!"