Chapter 37: Details, Details

Biting her bottom lip, she said, "Oh… well, what would you say if I was pregnant?"

"…What?"

Kakashi was pretty sure his heart must have stopped. If he had been driving, he probably would have swerved off the road accidentally hitting every forest creature and tree in his path. Snapping his eyes to hers, she gave him a puzzled look at his reaction before glancing back to the road. Feeling his face drain, he had no doubt he probably looked like a ghost right about now. At least his mask was covering half of his shocked face.

There was an undeniable fear that shot straight down his spine and right to the very ends of his toes. What would her mother say? Did she know? Oh, dear God… she said she would castrate him if Sakura ever got pregnant. He squeezed his knees together. No doubt she meant it.

No, no, no.

This couldn't be happening. He had always made very sure they were careful. Birth control wasn't fool proof, but the chances of it failing if properly taken were very slim. Maybe she missed a pill? Or maybe they just received the unlucky side of fate?

There was no damn way they could both be ready for something like this. It was way too soon in their relationship to suddenly become parents. He might have been at the age to father a child, but Sakura had just started her life. How was she going to manage this with medical school? She would have to drop out, wouldn't she? That thought alone just made him feel worse.

"Kakashi?"

His mind barely registered the sound of his name. Everything around him was turning into a blur as his mind became jumbled with rushing thoughts. He had never really considered having children. He wasn't opposed to them, but he had no idea how to be a father.

"Kakashi," Sakura sighed. "Did you hear what I said?"

Suddenly it seemed like the car's interior was starting to spin around him. The windshield was slowly drifting further back somehow and the corners of the car were melting together. Sakura was dodging dead squirrels on the road again, swaying the car in such a way that he was getting really queasy.

Oh, God, was he going to vomit?

Quickly unbuckling his seat belt, he whipped around towards the backseat to find an empty plastic bag that was crumbled on the floor. He hastily opened the bag and pressed it quickly to his lips as he frantically pulled down his mask, breathing in and out slowly to steady his breathing. He was feeling so lightheaded.

"Are you okay, Kakashi?" she asked, not able to see what he was doing hunched over the back, but she could hear him breathing strangely.

"Y-yes," he lied.

Surely this wasn't the reaction she wanted to see which was why he was trying his best to hide from her concerned glances back at him, but never had he felt so blindsided by news that would change his life forever. She seemed so calm about it though. Why?

"Kakashi, I-"

Her voice cut in and out as he tried to process the gravity of everything. There was going to be little time left before her mother hunted him down. She was going to murder him in his sleep. Maybe it was best if they moved to Mexico? They could spend their days under an umbrella on a white sanded beach, sipping margaritas once the baby was born.

Baby.

Feeling his pulse flare again at that thought, he started to breathe harder into the bag, wishing he could just pass out right here and now. The car started to slow before coming to a complete stop.

Sakura had pulled the car along the side of the road and unbuckled from her seat. Turning to him, she placed a hand across his back and started to lightly pat and stroke along his spine in a comforting way.

"What's wrong?" she asked. "Are you car sick? Wait, are you breathing into a bag?"

He slowly nodded in confirmation. "I'm sorry," he wheezed. "I just… this is kind of a surprise."

"What is?" she asked blankly.

Turning his head slightly, he gave her a wary look. "That you're pregnant… what else?"

Her green eyes went wide. "Kakashi! Is that why you look so freaked out? I just repeated to you five times that I wasn't. Weren't you listening?"

Long silence.

"…What?" he asked, not sure if he heard right.

She sighed. "I didn't say I was, Kakashi! I asked what you would do if I was. Key word, if."

His eyes slowly turned to hers. "What?" he repeated.

"You said it sounded serious, so I was just joking saying what you would say if I was pregnant. You were supposed to laugh."

"…"

"I told you, what we needed to talk about isn't bad. I said not to worry, remember? Didn't you read that in your text?"

"…"

She sighed, giving him a sympathetic look. "Do you really think I'd tell you something like that randomly in the car?"

"…Y-yes?" he muttered meekly.

She groaned, rolling her eyes. "Seriously?"

Lowering the bag from his lips, he hesitantly asked, "So… you're not?"

"I just told you I'm not!" she grumbled.

He let out a relieved sigh and rubbed his temples. "Fucking, Jesus."

"I didn't think you'd have a panic attack," she mumbled, sounding a bit hurt.

"Sakura, I misheard you. I only heard you saying that you were and I kind of got carried away..." He awkwardly laughed as she gave him a cold stare.

He kept smiling at her, hoping break her humorless expression. She grinned finally, squeezing his shoulder for a moment and then helping him back into his seat. "Well, I'd be freaked out, too, honestly, but I'd certainly tell you in a serious way. If it were to happen one day, I wouldn't be happy at first, but I'd be ready if I were."

"You would?" he asked with a raised brow.

"Well, you have to admit we have a lot of sex. Would it really be that surprising?"

He hummed, scratching his chin as he thought. "Define a lot."

She gave him a narrowed look.

"Okay, okay," he said with a sigh. "You're right. I enjoy sex with you too much. I'm a terrible person and I should die," he said dryly.

"Hey," she said with a pointed finger to his chest. "It's not like I'm complaining. I want to as much as you do," she said bashfully.

Snatching her finger in his hand, he brought it to his lips and gave it a light kiss. "Maybe we shouldn't so often?" he suggested, inwardly cringing at the idea.

She laughed, pulling her finger away to softly tap his nose. "You wouldn't last two days if you had the choice."

"I could, too. I have willpower," he pouted. "If I really tried…"

"Ha," she scoffed. "Seriously, though it wouldn't make much difference. I'm not saying it's not a chance, but we're in a committed relationship and that's why I'm just fine to let you have all of me in that sense. I trust you no matter what could happen. You trust me, too, right?"

He nodded and said, "Of course."

"I do my best in making sure not to take things that could cause a complication with my prescription, but you never know. I've had friends who've never had issues with theirs in years, but then I've heard others who've gotten pregnant while on the pill for various reasons. So, at the end of the day nothing is for sure. They say to still use a condom anyway for extra protection along with birth control. Why don't we start doing that again?"

"Would you care either way?" he asked.

"I feel safe enough with or without, so it doesn't matter to me. Whatever makes you feel better."

He pondered. "Hum…"

"Or we can just become abstinent from now on."

Kakashi laughed, shuffling a hand into her pink hair. "Good joke."

Combing her fingers through her hair to straighten out her bangs, she flashed him a knowing smile and adjusted her self back into the driver's seat. Shifting gears, she drove the car forward along back into the traffic.

"So, okay. Now that I'm sure I won't have a heart attack anymore, what did you want to talk about?" he asked.

"Oh, right," she sighed. "Well, as you know I talked with my mother again…"

"And you said it went fine, right?" he asked skeptically.

"Well, not at first. I don't think I've ever felt so angry before," she sighed. "I just kind of almost wanted to give up."

"You're okay though? What happened?"

She nodded. "I ended up staying and we finally talked about everything, and I mean everything. Stuff that's never been discussed about even when I was a kid, you know? How I've felt about the things she's done… my dad… stuff like that. The kind of things I wanted to say, but never had the strength to."

Kakashi hummed. "I see; did she take it well?"

"She feels really guilty, but we came to an understanding finally. I'm still upset with her for various reasons, but I'm willing to let things go if she is. We talked about what I expect of her and what she expects. So, I guess you can say we're on the same page for now. She's finally happy for us and actually means it."

"Well, that's great then. It makes me feel a lot better knowing that," he murmured. "I just want you to be happy, Sakura. I don't want to cause issues with your family any more than necessary."

She grinned softly for a moment. "What I needed to tell you though is that I ended up telling her a little bit about your life, so she'd understand a bit more. Not everything, but just enough. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, I trust you," he smiled warmly, feeling relieved that was all she needed to tell him.

"I also told her about our trip to France."

His smile dropped. "What?"

"Not all of it!" she blushed.

"Oh," he sighed. "Of course…"

"Just the places we went together like the Eiffel tower. She's jealous, but happy, and at least now she finally forgives me for unintentionally ignoring her that whole week."

He hummed in thought, glancing back out the window towards the rolling scenery. "Sounds promising. I'm glad you both talked."

She nodded with a hum. "Me too, though it was hard, but it was kind of a long time coming. She's kind of a hard person to get to sometimes, but I know she cares."

"What would she do if you were pregnant?" he asked cryptically.

She didn't think for very long before saying, "Kill you and dump your body in a river, probably."

"See, I figured," he sighed. "That's why I was scared."

"Well, don't worry. If that time comes, I'm sure we'll be ready."

He shook his head unsurely. "I don't think anyone can ever be truly ready for something like that, but I suppose we'd manage somehow."

"We'll always manage, no matter what it is," she smiled.

"I'm telling you, this isn't a good idea," Kakashi sighed and hovered the car keys in front of her. "You should go home."

"Nope, I was specifically invited by your friend," she said stubbornly, shooing his hand away for him to re-pocket his keys. Standing up on her tippy toes, she licked her thumb and groomed a few messy strands of his silver hair back in place that was scattered by the wind.

"Friend," he mumbled under his breath. "Just promise me if anyone is making you uncomfortable or being rude to you in any way, you'll come to me, okay?"

"Yes, Dad," she groaned with rolled eyes.

He glared in return, although he had to admit he felt like one. He couldn't help but be concerned if anyone made her feel upset in any way. Sighing, he added, "Don't take any open drinks from anyone. Don't drink any alcohol period."

She sighed, straightening the necklace he had given her around her neck until he gently pushed her hands away for him to do it.

"Do you really think they're trying to drug me and get me wasted?" she asked impatiently.

"Yes," he replied dryly.

"You're being silly."

"Probably," he mumbled, outlining a finger down the delicate chain of the necklace. "It makes me happy to see you wear this," he added softly.

Fighting back a blush, she smiled and intertwined her fingers into his against her chest. "I love it almost as much as I love you."

He smiled, pulling her close to graze a kiss on her lips with his. "Now you're just trying to get on my good side," he whispered with a laugh.

"Well, fine. Then I love this necklace more than I love you," she teased.

"Ugh," he sighed, acting heartbroken at her words as he pulled away.

Giving him a playful look, she took his hand in hers, pulling him along down the walkway towards the house. It was a two story wooden cabin, which the outside was filled with quite a few parked cars outside along the street. Kakashi had taken his sweet time in getting ready, so they were considerably late.

Standing at the door, Sakura tilted her head slightly to motion for him to knock. This was his friend's house after all. She watched him bring a small fist up, and knocked so lightly against the door that it barely made a sound.

She gave him a questionable look as he simply shrugged at her after a few silent seconds. "Guess no one's home," he shrugged.

Rolling her eyes, she playfully smacked his arm. "You can clearly hear music and people inside, Kakashi. Would you just knock!" she griped.

He sighed. "Fine, fine."

This time he made a firmer knock. Still seeing the doubtful look in his eye that this was a good idea for her to come, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Would you stop worrying? They're your friends."

"Exactly," he mumbled unenthusiastically.

Once the door opened, Kakashi quickly changed his expression for a happy eye crinkle of a smile. "Yo," he said, holding up his hand as a casual hello.

"I knew we should have told you it was an hour earlier," Tenzo sighed.

"I would have figured it out anyway if you did. Then I would have come even later," he replied, folding his arms in defiance.

"Childish." Tenzo sighed, shaking his head in disapproval. Looking to Sakura, he smiled and said, "So, this is Sakura I take it. Glad you could make it."

She nodded, feeling a little shy at first. Before they came, she was debating to herself on how she should try and act around his friends. She should be herself of course, but perhaps try and act as mature as possible. The last impression she would ever want to give was appearing like a child. With a new a confidence in mind, she brightly smiled and gave a small bow. "It's nice to meet you."

"I'm Tenzo," he greeted, returning a small polite bow. "I teach at the high school. I'm guessing we've never had the chance to meet in one of my classes before."

"Oh, what do you teach?" she asked.

"Woodshop."

She thought for a moment, searching her memory of his name. "Ah, I think my friend took a woodshop class, but I think it was with Yamato-sensei?"

"I'm also known by that, too. I've picked up some strange nicknames through the years," he laughed "Who was your friend?"

"Uzumaki Naruto."

Tenzo's face went blank, looking slightly scary from the overhead light above the doorway. "You know Naruto?"

"Uh," she flinched, wanting to hide behind Kakashi from the strange look he was giving her. Slowly, she affirmed, "Yes…"

"He was in my freshman class," he sighed, looking a bit dejected.

Kakashi patted his shoulder. "There, there. He was in my class, too, remember? Did you ever have an eraser fall on your face? I think not."

"But nearly every teacher did in junior high. He should have never been allowed to take my class," he said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Never have I seen someone try to stick their foot inside of a wood chipper, trying to get it to unjam while it was still turned on."

Sakura's eyes went wide. "Oh, my God. He did that?"

"He was lucky that I saw him in time. He broke a lot of the tools, which I still have no idea how someone manages to bend steel. My… precious tools," he whimpered.

Sakura stood still, unsure what to say to a man who looked like he might start to cry over the loss of carpenter tools. Glancing at Kakashi to say something, he conveniently looked away, as if he had just noticed the stars above them for the first time in his life.

Laughing awkwardly to fill the silence, she never realized before how much her mischievous friend must have made quite an impression on their former teachers. "I… um, well…"

"Shall we go inside?" Kakashi suddenly suggested, giving a light squeeze on Sakura's shoulder.

"Oh, right, this way," Tenzo said, opening the door wider to usher them both inside.

Sakura poked Kakashi silently in the ribs as they walked in for not saying something sooner, but he simply smiled at her in amusement, earning him a glare as well.

Once inside, they slipped their shoes off. Sakura followed behind Kakashi as he lightly tugged her along by her fingers. Walking down the hall, she glanced around their surroundings. Her first impression of the cabin overall was that it had a nice rustic feel. Most of the decorations were finely crafted wooden figures that were scattered throughout. She had no doubt Kakashi's friend must have made most of these. She paused briefly at the sight of an adorable dragon figurine that was placed on a shelf.

"Awe, this is cute," she beamed, picking it up carefully for a closer look.

Kakashi stopped in his tracks to glance at what she was admiring. Tsking, he whispered, "Now you've done it."

"Done what?" she asked, rather confused.

Tenzo cleared his throat. "Oh, so you like it? It's part of an original series I made," he beamed proudly.

"Oh, really?" she asked, admiring it appreciatively. "It's really well done."

"Woodcarving has been a hobby of mine since I was little actually. I've made just about everything here, including the cabin."

"Oh, wow, that's amazing," she gushed.

"Don't fuel his ego," Kakashi teased aloud, ignoring the scowl from his friend.

Looking around the cabin, she said, "But that's amazing."

"Finally, someone who appreciates my art. She already has my approval," Tenzo said, elbowing Kakashi lightly in the arm. "Anyway, I first built this house almost ten years ago."

Kakashi sighed, "Here it goes."

Sakura raised a brow as Tenzo cleared his throat, waving to shush Kakashi, "I had a lot of patience since the beginning. Blood, sweat and tears went into every piece of this place," he said, patting one of the logs that made up the wall of the house perhaps a little too affectionately.

Sakura nodded uneasily, glancing at Kakashi as he shook his head.

Tenzo continued, "Making the drafting plans of the house was the easy part. It all has to start with preparations, you see. You need to know log diameters, length, width, how old each timber is and the kind of species the tree is. Constructing for a log house is completely different than a frame for your everyday kind of home. You have to think ahead for shrinkage of the wood that will happen over time. An eight foot wall could shrink anywhere from four to six inches and-"

"Shouldn't we greet everyone first before you start your cabin story?" Kakashi interrupted.

Tenzo stared blankly before he registered they were still standing in the hall. "Oh, you're right. I got carried away," he laughed heartily, awkwardly scratching a hand into his chestnut-colored hair. "I'll tell the rest later for you, Sakura-san."

"Oh, sounds lovely," she politely smiled, inwardly horrified at the idea of listening to more mind numbing details about cabin building. At least she admired how passionate he was about it. Being pulled along by Kakashi once more, they followed Tenzo as he led them towards the main room of the house.

When they entered inside, everyone hushed their conversations, making Sakura's cheeks suddenly burn as she felt every pair of eyes fall to her in the room. Suddenly, she felt very much like a gigantic pink elephant. What did his friends think about their relationship, anyway? It didn't dawn on her until now that they were probably just as skeptical as her mother was to some degree. Perhaps coming to this thing wasn't going to be as easy as she had originally thought. She was hoping to just have some fun and not be uncomfortable the whole time. She inwardly sighed.

Nervously pressing her fingers into Kakashi's palm, she felt him pull her a little closer beside him. Trying not to freak out, she glanced at the curious faces of the room. She didn't want to appear flustered, but she couldn't help herself from feeling a bit overwhelmed under everyone's blatant stare.

But the silence didn't last for very long before nearly everyone in the room said an enthusiastic, "Kakashi!" with a few echoing mutters of "You're late."

Kakashi chuckled sheepishly, giving an excuse they had to dodge an army of squirrels on the road and made a brief wave. Wandering between people, he smoothly made more personal greetings. She was glad to find other people seemed to have brought a date… well, by the looks of it, most likely wives. No one was anywhere near her age of course, so she still felt really awkward, but everyone was acting like it didn't matter so far. She was quite thankful for that for now at least.

He politely introduced her to those she'd never met before as they made their way around the room. There were quite a few she recognized as past teachers, but she managed not to feel too strange about it as she greeted them. After all, they were just people. It didn't matter how she may have known them previously. It was never on a personal level and was ages ago.

Suddenly, a teary-eyed fellow in a green jumpsuit appeared before her. He seemed very familiar to her, perhaps reminding her way too much of a certain guy she used to know from her graduating class. Shaking her hand, he sobbed, "It's so good to finally meet you."

"Hello…" she said uneasily, wondering if all of Kakashi's friends were this emotional. She smiled, trying to pull her hand away from his before one of his tears began to fall on her skin.

"Your eyes are so expressive, like a thousand suns burning into oblivion."

"…"

Panicking as he still was awkwardly shaking her hand, Kakashi was talking with a few people behind her, his back turned to hers. "Kakashi," she whispered, failing to gain his attention.

Turning back around, the crying man continued to just repeatedly shake her hand, seeming too overwhelmed by tears to say anything else.

She faintly asked, "W-who are you again?"

His only response was to sob more, muttering, "B-beautiful."

Feeling her face pale, she managed to finally pull her hand away from his sweaty grip as she stuttered, "I-I should go, nice meeting you."

Simply turning around, she clutched Kakashi's arm, afraid to look back. Flashing a smile at who he was talking to, she made the mistake of turning over her shoulder a few seconds later.

"Beautiful," the sobbing man reiterated, staring intensely back at her with furrowed bushy brows.

"Oh, God," she sighed. Whirling back around, she tugged at Kakashi's sleeve to whisper in his ear. "Who the hell is that behind us?" she asked.

He sneaked a peek behind them and said, "Oh, that's just Guy. Let's say hello to him before he starts crying a river."

"Oh, no let's not," she tried to protest as he turned her around by the shoulders.

Face to face again with the sobbing man once more, she quietly said, "Hello again…"

"Guy, turn down the water works," Kakashi sighed. "You're a grown man."

"S-Sorry, I'm just so overwhelmed with happiness for you both. I can just imagine your children…"

Sakura looked away uncomfortably.

"And your children's children," he continued.

"…"

"And your children's children's children."

Patting his teary-eyed friend on the back, he pointed him in the in the direction of the open bar. "You should drink something to calm yourself down, but not too much, okay?"

"O-okay," Guy nodded.

"Adieu," Kakashi waved, pushing him forward.

"You and your hip words," Guy sniffled before parting ways.

"It's just French," he mumbled, turning back towards Sakura.

Sakura watched Guy wander away through people until he disappeared. "He's… a little intense," she whispered.

"Once you get to know him, he's really nice," Kakashi replied.

Taking Sakura's hand, he led them towards a large table filled with several people playing cards. She recognized a few teachers she knew from both schools she attended, like Iruka-sensei, but still tried to keep in mind to not feel too weird about it. Then she saw Tsunade, who was the current principal of the high school.

Before she was appointed as the head principle, she was her Science teacher for her second year in middle school. With her quick learning skills and fascination with science and biology, Tsunade helped push her along in the idea of wanting to go to school to be a doctor. At the time, it was just a silly fantasy of hers that most children absentmindedly said they wanted to do. She knew she wanted to do something helpful, maybe a nurse at the very least or a veterinarian, but never actually pursued an actual doctor title. She helped her find joy in what was sometimes mostly mundane work to keep pushing her knowledge more towards more advanced science related classes. If it wasn't for her, she would have most likely spent most of her time following Sasuke around instead of taking more difficult courses.

It was rare they had a good talk together before Tsunade was moved up to principal, but despite the time that had passed since middle school, she always felt like Tsunade was more or less like a friend as well as a mentor. She always seemed to generally care about how she was doing in and outside of school. On graduation day, she had even taken the time after managing the ceremony in wishing her the best of luck and success for her future. Since that day, they hadn't spoken until now.

"Sakura," Tsunade acknowledged warmly, stalling the shuffle of cards in her hands to pat an empty seat next to her as she and Kakashi approached.

"There's the late bastard," Genma sighed loudly across the table. "And hello, lovely Sakura-chan," he added sweetly.

"Hello," Sakura said cheerfully, waving to everyone who was seated around the table. Taking the seat next to Tsunade, Kakashi took the chair on her left.

Pressing a smile to her painted lips, Tsunade started passing out cards to everyone. "How's your first year of college been?" she asked.

"A breeze," she replied.

She chuckled. "It's all customary prereqs for now. Just wait until your medical admission test. Then the real fun begins."

"I'll be ready," Sakura said confidently, although she really wasn't sure how well she would do. It wasn't an easy test, but she still had well over a year before she was planning to take it.

Scooting a little closer out of anyone's earshot, Sakura whispered, "By the way, it's good to see you, Tsunade-sama. I didn't realize you were friends with Kakashi, too."

"Just Tsunade is fine," the blonde said smiled. "I've known Kakashi for quite a few years now. I was really hoping you'd come once I heard you were the mystery woman," she added.

"Mystery woman?" she asked aloud with a raised brow.

"They have nothing better to do here than gossip about my life," Kakashi sighed, giving them all a stern glare as he picked up his cards.

"We don't gossip," Genma tsked. "We care," he added thoughtfully.

Kakashi rolled his eyes.

"Sakura, ever played poker?" Tsunade asked as she finished passing out the last set of cards.

"Nope," she replied, hoping no one asked her what card games she did know. Go Fish or Old Maid wasn't exactly high level card playing.

"I'll tell you the basics as we play a few rounds, then you should give it a shot if you're up to it."

"Sounds good, I'd really like to watch first, anyway," she shrugged, feeling grateful that Tsunade was here.

As everyone played, she was slowly feeling pretty comfortable with talking and asking a few questions about the game. She could see why Kakashi was so teasing compared to the rest of his friends, who did nothing but joke between one another mercilessly in a friendly way. She didn't know what to expect and still felt a little guarded in how she acted with Kakashi, but everyone was being pretty nice to her so far. They were his friends of course, so why wouldn't they be? She wasn't sure why he was so worried for her to come in the first place.

Leaning her head against Kakashi's shoulder in her seat, she studied Kakashi's cards as she was getting the hang of how to play. She was looking over Tsunade's cards for awhile, but she had yet to win a single round since they started. It wasn't until later she learned Tsunade was apparently notorious for being terrible at most card games, but loved to play anyway.

"Mmm," Sakura hummed aloud, purposely sounding negative. "Not good," she muttered.

"Shh," Kakashi said softly, trying his best to hold back a grin.

"Oh, sorry," she hushed, covering her mouth with a hand.

"Sounds like I should raise my bet," Genma said with a cocky grin, slyly sliding a couple of more chips into the betting pile.

"I'll call it," Kakashi said flatly.

After everyone else folded, Genma slapped down his cards and huffed, "Ha, eat that!"

His expression changed once Kakashi neatly placed down his cards. "Oh, looks like I won."

"God damn it," he cursed.

"It was obvious from the start, idiot," Asuma chided, tapping his cigarette in tray with a sigh.

Genma mumbled something inaudible in retort as everyone laughed.

Sakura chuckled, feeling Kakashi's hand discreetly squeeze hers under the table, making her smile grow as she leaned comfortably against his arm. They stayed that way for a little while before it was decided to start moving people outside towards the back porch. For dinner, they planned to have an open barbeque which Tenzo and a few others volunteered to help cook.

Getting up from her seat, she started to follow Kakashi outside before she realized something felt strange. Quickly feeling a hand around her neck, she nearly gasped aloud that somehow her necklace had fallen off.

Frantically checking inside her shirt and the chair she was sitting in, she began to panic the longer she didn't find anything. Dropping to the floor, she tried to casually search while trying not to burst into tears as everyone was leaving around her, she couldn't help but become instantly upset at the fact she might have just lost his mother's necklace. There was a reason why she hardly ever took it off in the first place. It meant to world to him and probably even more to her.

She shot up from the floor when Kakashi turned back around seeing that she wasn't behind him any longer.

"Something wrong?" he asked, giving her a strange look.

"Uh," she said, quickly turning to compose herself. Massaging her neck with a hand so that her chest was covered, she turned back, but kept looking around like she was lost and asked, "Bathroom?"

"Oh, it's down that hall to the left," he pointed.

"Right then," she smiled, careful not to look at him.

"You sure you're fine…?" he asked again, about to approach her closer.

"Yep!" she exclaimed, darting off towards the direction he implied to earlier. "I'll come outside in a bit, okay?" she called back.

Preceding down the hall knowing he was still watching her, she closed the door behind her once she was inside the bathroom. Checking thoroughly inside her shirt again, pockets and even her purse, she sighed aloud, feeling the tears starting to come back.

If she didn't find it somewhere in the living room, she had no idea what she was going to do. After a minute, she opened the door to look down the hall into the living room. All seemed quiet as she carefully stepped outside the bathroom, hoping Kakashi had gone along with everyone else outside.

Seeing that the living room was empty, she immediately tossed her purse on the table and began scouring along the floor again on her hands and knees. She searched everywhere. Under the table, under the couch, rug, cushions, even under the lamps.

Nothing.

Staring to cry again, she felt like such an idiot. How could she lose something so important? What in the world could she say to Kakashi? How could she tell him that she had utterly lost one of the few reminders of his mother?

Hearing the door open, she tried to stop her tears, but couldn't. She felt so damn terrible.

"Sakura?"

TBC

[ Author Note: Everyone's reactions last chapter made me evilly laugh. I'm a terrible person, I know, but I made up for it by shipping this out fast as I could. *thumbs up* *gives special brownies*

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