A/N: Well, here's the next chapter. Thanks for all the reviews! Keep them coming; they inspire me! Remember to review after reading!

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Summary: Sakura is sent to Sunagakure on a mission to train the medic ninja there. Yet, there is one little problem…She'll be living with the Kazekage and his family. Will she survive long enough to complete her task?

Chapter 2

Sakura stood at one of Konoha's gates, waiting patiently for her ANBU escort to arrive. Her pack rested beside her on the ground. It wasn't very big, since she assumed she could be able to buy what she would need for the next several months in Suna.

The sky was a light shade of blue, the sun barely visible on the distant horizon. The pink haired kunoichi took a deep breath of the fresh morning air and smiled.

The sound of approaching footsteps broke the peaceful silence. Sakura turned, curious to see who her escort was. She found herself face to face with…Kakashi.

She blinked, clearly not expecting to see her sensei. Oh, it seemed Tsunade was just full of surprises.

"Um, hello," She said, feeling awkward. She hadn't spoken to the man in quite a while. Seeing him again… it made certain memories resurface. Memories she didn't want to remember.

"Sakura!" He exclaimed. "I almost didn't recognize you!"

Sakura couldn't stop a grin from forming on her lips. "It's been a while, hasn't it, Kakashi-sensei?"

"Yes, it has."

And with those words, they exited the village. They were now on their way to Sunagakure.

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Sakura peered curiously at the silver haired jonin, marveled by the speed at which he ate. How he managed to sneak spoonfuls behind that mask without her seeing was a mystery.

He hadn't changed much. He still wore that mask over most of his face; his headband still covered his Sharingan.

Kakashi put down his now empty bowl and reached into his pocket, taking out a pink novel. He settled down against a nearby tree and began reading. And he still read that perverted book…

Shaking her head, Sakura began to clean up the remnants of their lunch. Suddenly, a questioned formed in her mind.

"Kakashi-sensei?"

"Call me Kakashi," He said without looking up. "I am no longer your sensei."

"Oh, okay…"

"It didn't bother him back then!" Inner Sakura just couldn't keep her mouth shut. "How come it bothers him now!"

"Shush! I'm sure he has his reasons."

"You had a question?"

"Um, yes!" Sakura turned to face her former sensei. "Do you ever feel nostalgic?"

"Of what?" He questioned.

She knew perfectly well that he was just trying to avoid answering. The last time she had asked a similar question, he had never answered it. Of course, the last time she had asked had been a while ago.

"You know of what," She replied, her green eyes narrowing. "Of the times when we were genin and stuff,"

Sakura crossed her arms, waiting for his reply.

"Sakura, as a shinobi, there are many things you can come to regret. It might be how you handled a mission or something you said to a fellow teammate." He paused, taking a look at the patch of sky visible through the green leaves overhead.

"But, if you dwell on those regrets, they consume you. You start to think, "I should've said this or done that." You start to blame yourself for things that really weren't your fault. You should try not to think too much about past mistakes and such."

"Thanks, Kakashi." She said.

"Anytime, Sakura."

She sensed his smile from behind the mask. She offered a weak smiled in return before contemplating what he had said. In a way what he had said was true, so very true. Maybe Kakashi could be a good adviser…when he wanted to be one.

Then she realized something.

"Hey!" She exclaimed. "You didn't answer my question!"

He looked up from his book innocently. "What do you mean I didn't answer it?"

"Ugh, you are so frustrating, sensei!"

"I told you to call me Kakashi." He said teasingly.

A/N2: This chapter was pretty much pointless. They'll probably reach the village next chapter. And Gaara might make an appearance! Remember to review! (I do tend to repeat myself, don't I?)