They were scheduled to go drinking on Saturday. Really, Yugao and Tenzou decided for them. Seeing as they'd just gotten back on Thursday, Sakura took it as an opportunity to check on Kakashi's throat before they started on their weekend evening.

She rapped on his apartment door. In truth, she'd asked him to drop by the hospital during her afternoon shift. He didn't show, which she had expected.

Sakura stretched her shoulders. She'd changed into a thin, off the shoulder black long sleeve. She had a tight enough skirt on.

No sounds from inside. She knocked again.

"Captain!" she called.

A face peered out from the window. He looked put off. "Don't shout," he instructed.

"Wasn't shouting—" she insisted, as the door opened.

He looked down at her. He was casually dressed, his black shirt with a deeply stretched neckline and an old color. Sakura quirked a smile at his unimpressive appearance. At least he looked healthy.

"What?"

Sakura gestured to his neck. "Throat check."

"I'm okay."

"What?" Sakura stared at him.

"I'm fine. Thanks for coming but it's alright."

She sighed. "Captain, getting almost decapitated doesn't fall under 'alright' in any medic's books."

He sighed back and let her pass him in the doorway. Sakura went ahead and seated herself on the small couch he owned, so old and beaten that it sagged to almost touch the floor. Kakashi skirted a far breach around her and dragged over a dining chair. He fell into the chair roughly, legs spread uncouthly, several feet away from Sakura.

He was staring at her outfit. He noted the pretty makeup on her face.

Sakura huffed and cleared her throat. Hands poised out, she gestured. "Captain, you'll have to sit closer than that for me to reach your neck."

He gave her a distrustful look. She stared back in ire.

Slowly, Kakashi dragged his chair forward, and begrudgingly leaned forward. His body was still kept maximally away from her. With the height of the chair, he towered over her smaller form sitting on the low couch. His tall hair fanned over them.

"Honestly, Haruno. Everything about putting my neck in someone's hands goes against my instincts."

Kakashi pulled down his mask pointedly. Sakura squirmed a little.

"Well," she started, trying to be chipper. "If you had better instincts you wouldn't have gotten hurt."

Fuck.

He gave her a look that did not indicate appreciation. She balmed.

"That wasn't quite what I meant."

"It's fine," he bit out.

They sat in silence.

"I'm sorry," she apologized.

Her eyes stayed closed as her hands moved around his throat. It felt warm. He couldn't tell if it was the heat of her chakra or her palms.

"I think what I meant, or why I said that was—I was shocked you got hurt. Still shocked, now."

He studied her face. She was completely calm during this admission.

"Sorry I got taken down during your second ever mission with us," he offered an inch, half under his breath. "I already get enough shit from Yugao. Now you're going to think I'm a half-rate captain."

She paused, wondering to herself if that was a joke. Sakura opened her eyes to read his facial expression. It was impassive—telling her nothing.

Sakura sighed. What was she supposed to say to that?

She was terrible at this, he thought. Kakashi decided to help her along. "You're supposed to blush, deny that I'm not half-rate, and say you've heard about my skills."

Sakura's teeth clenched at the arrogance. Under her breath, she murmured, "Am I supposed to say that as your subordinate? Or as a—"

She stopped herself.

Kakashi stared at her, bemused.

"As what?"

"Nothing, sir."

"No, please," he welcomed with a vicious smile. He felt the head rush of victory.

Sakura had leaned far back at this point and was blanching. Prey had become predator. Kakashi inched forward, deeply encroaching into her personal space.

"Asanyofthewomenaroundthevillagewho—"

Sakura nearly cried.

"Who what?" His tone was hard.

"Who may or may not want to get involved with you in a not entirely platonic way," she finished lamely. Her face was burning as she stared at her hands in her lap.

Kakashi scrutinized her.

"As in, you want to—?"

"No!" Sakura shouted, feverishly waving her hands. "No, no. As in there are others around this village who—" She groaned loudly. Kakashi had to lean back to not get caught in her frenzy. "Why am I even explaining this to you?"

Kakashi sat without speaking. Sakura frowned deeply. She looked so miserable and upset at having been caught that Kakashi couldn't help but break out into a laugh.

The more he laughed, the more tears seemed to well up in her eyes.

"But then why are you dressed like that, Haruno?"

Her eyes went wide. "What?"

"And a throat check, really?" Kakashi slouched back in his seat, smirking at her.

"What do you mean?"

"I've heard them all. Honestly, I let you in to get you off my case. But—"

Sakura jumped to her feet. She had to tug down her skirt. "Captain," she grit out.

He now leaned back a little further, surprised. She'd gone from looking demure to looking like an angry obaa-san in no time. He got whiplash.

"I don't know what you take me for, but that was not my intention. I'm a professional."

She gave him an angry look. "And for the record, you should be too."

His mouth fell open. Kakashi was rooted to the spot as Sakura stalked to the door, notably taking the long way around his small studio, avoiding him as much as possible.

His head was reeling.

"And the only reason why I'm here. Dressed like this at all. Is because we have team drinks. Right now!"

She slammed the front door shut behind her.

Kakashi buried his head in his hands. Icha Icha was giving him brain worms.

Kakashi showed up nearly two hours late to drinks. He thought he would give Sakura some time to cool off, while also drafting a will and his own eulogy.

By the time he showed up to the bar, his entire team already looked several drinks in. In the booth, in order, sat Yugao, Sakura, Ko, Tenzo and—

Genma.

He damned his team for replacing him with the most cursed jounin in Konoha. Kakashi stiffened at the sight of him. As if his hostility was broadcasted, the sleepy-eyed man seemed to instantly catch sight of Kakashi. Genma whooped in excitement as he spotted him, his beer sloshing onto the table. Yugao shouted at Genma and Sakura laughed as Ko gave his napkin to keep the beer off of her skirt.

Kakashi sighed. He mechanically made his way over, forcing his feet with every step. At exactly three steps away, he switched on a smile. Broad, stupid and unassuming.

Tenzo and Ko both regarded him oddly. Yugao was too busy scowling at Genma, who was delighted that Kakashi was pleased to see them. And Sakura, Sakura had her eyes nailed to the table, refusing to acknowledge him.

"Yo, Hatake." Genma pulled an arm around him, tugging him down to the table. "We were just making bets about who's going to buy Yugao-chan a drink tonight. What's your bet?"

Kakashi sighed deeply. Having been around Genma too often, Kakashi recognized his ways instantly. Genma was vying for Yugao's favor tonight. The man had a type.

"That's absolutely not appropriate for me to comment on."

Sakura rolled her eyes, which did not go unnoticed by Ko.

Genma snorted. "Please, way worse things happen in squads. Kato and Kimura on team two, ring a bell?" He wagged his finger in tune.

Sakura perked up, slamming her palm on the table. "No way!"

Genma grinned, leaning in the center of the table to conspire. He hadn't let go of Kakashi yet, so Kakashi was forced to huddle too. "Yes, believe it."

"Dog!" Sakura whispered.

"I know, where do you think they—?"

Kakashi shoved Genma off of him. He had no idea Sakura also had just a strong a penchant for gossip. Seeing as Genma wouldn't mind, Kakashi grabbed what was left of his beer and downed it.

Several hours later, the table was littered with glasses. Sakura and Yugao had busted into the sake, Genma was well on his way to getting sick, and Kakashi and Tenzo were in a deep argument about the best style of kunai.

Watching them, Sakura thought it was hard for two men to not fight when they were in the right mood. They were hotly engaged in debate, flippantly throwing around insults and getting close to violence.

Sakura's cheeks felt hot from the drinks. Her shoulders felt great, like the sake had melted away all of the troubles and exhaustion from her first two anbu missions. She also felt a little bit brave.

Ko had somehow stayed by her side the whole night. Seats had been reorganized as people got up to use the restroom, buy more rounds, argue... but somehow he'd been steadily next to her. His hair was freshly combed, and Sakura could smell his aftershave.

Forcing her blush down, Sakura softly cleared her throat, and turned to Ko with a smile.

He calmly smiled back, pulling his beer up for a sip.

"Ko-san," she started unsteadily. Sakura had to school herself into sounding sober. "How long have you been in anbu for?"

He paused but answered, "Two years now." In the back of his mind, he remembered talking about this with her not a few days ago.

"Hm," Sakura sank back into her seat and took a drink.

She perked back up. "What's your favorite thing about it?"

Ko wrinkled his eyes at her. "I like the challenge. Is it my turn to ask you questions now, Sakura-san?"

She smiled shyly.

Ko leaned in just a little bit more. A sweet scent of pine hung between them, and Sakura could see the way his irises were just slightly darker than the whites of his eyes. Sakura couldn't help but take a deep breath of the way he smelled.

Kakashi smiled to himself triumphantly. He knew that the hiraishin kunai was the superior kunai, for all of the multiple merits he'd already listed. Tenzo sat in silence and Kakashi let his head roll back onto the booth. Victory.

"Hey."

Tenzo shook his arm lightly. The motion made his stomach slosh.

"Kakashi."

The copy nin opened one eye to look at him. Tenzo looked strangely serious, and nodded to their right. Kakashi followed his gaze.

Ko, that sweet bastard, was gently smiling at Sakura. She was telling him some kind of engaging story, judging by the way her delicate hands were wildly gesticulating in the air, and he appeared to be laughing at just the right moments. Her voice carried over to where Tenzo and Kakashi sat, melodic as she kept talking. Sakura's cheeks were tinted a warm pink, her eyes alight with mirth.

At the end of her story, Ko laughed hard, and Sakura gently touched his hand. As if she'd shocked herself into good sense, she quickly drew it back and apologized. Ko shook his head and seemed to tell her it was okay.

Was… it?

As Kakashi turned back to Tenzo, he knew they both looked equally confused. Ko, well-mannered, gentleman, clean-shaven shinobi of the utmost character. They'd never seen him act on a girl before, and Kakashi had not forgotten his declaration a couple weeks back—but who knew he could be so effective?

Bastard. Turns out being kind does work.

Genma had noticed their shift in attention. He crawled over Yugao, who shouted at him, and fell into Tenzo and Kakashi's laps. Genma ignored Tenzo. With his hot breath, alcoholic and acidic, Genma went straight for Kakashi.

"Yo, Hatake."

Kakashi regarded him with a quick glance but otherwise went back to watching Ko work his goddamn magic on Sakura. Something he was saying was making her laugh so hard that her lips had turned a pink that reminded Kakashi of candy and her neck looked extra smooth and—

"Hatake, you're staring."

Kakashi snapped to attention. He glowered at Genma, who was intimately close.

The man whispered in his ear. "What's the harm of having a little fun?"

Ko stood up and offered Sakura a hand. She missed his hand a few times as she tried to reach for it, before finally getting to her feet. She swayed lightly but kept her bright smile.

Kakashi heard her voice over the sound of the bar.

"Remember on the way to Ame," Sakura laughed at what she was about to say next. "How you called me your—"

Kakashi slammed his hand down on the table. Some empty glasses toppled over. Tenzo sat stock still. Genma started laughing hysterically. Yugao was looking at him just as scornfully as ever. A small hush fell over their corner of the establishment.

Ko had raised a curious eyebrow at him. The look alone made something in Kakashi burn. Kakashi's eyes darted to Sakura's hand, held in the Hyuuga's.

"All of you. Training ground fifteen, tomorrow morning at eight." Kakashi barked. He slipped easily into his commander voice.

They looked at him in disbelief.

Kakashi rose to his full height. He stared each and every one of them in the eye. Yugao glared back reproachfully.

"Haruno!" He snapped. Her back went rod straight. She dropped her hand from Ko's. Kakashi jerked his head for her to follow, and left the bar with long strides.

Sakura scrambled after him, bewildered.

Ko stayed standing at the table, watching them leave. His head was tilted, notably confused. Genma swayed up to him, draping a hand over his shoulder and down his chest. "Ko-kun, what's your move?"

Tenzo let out a muffled groan into his hands.

"Captain!" Sakura shouted after him. She stumbled a little on the cobblestone.

Kakashi didn't slow. Sakura half suspected he was actually speeding up. And where was he going? He didn't live in this direction.

Sakura had to sprint three steps to catch up to him, grabbing onto his loose shirt sleeve. This was becoming ridiculous, thought Sakura. What was the point of calling her if he was just going to evade her. If he ran off one more time, she was going to leave him, even if he fell into a ditch or got his throat slashed again.

He kept his back straight, looking straight over her head. Try as she might, she couldn't seem to catch his eye. "What's wrong, captain?" She pleaded.

The sound of her coaxing made his heart palpitate. This was dangerous. Kakashi thought he had suddenly had too much to drink.

His mouth felt very dry. He looked down at her hand around his arm. He had to keep moving.

Kakashi started walking again, plowing down the street. He wasn't slowed at all, defying the drag of Sakura's grip on him.

"Where are you even going?" She shouted at him.

"I'm walking you home."

She stopped altogether, and stumbled as his arm pulled out of her grip. She gave him a beseeching look.

"I can walk home on my own," Sakura said quietly. Her tone was low.

He stared at the top of her head. "Ko was going to walk you home, now I will."

"That's nice of you—" she huffed a few steps, "But this seems to be about more than that."

The streets were empty. It was early into the morning, the hours whiled by in the bar. The air was slightly cold as fall had set in. Sakura stared at his back, his thin shirt, and his tall hair, blowing in the wind.

"Captain. I want to know what this is about."

Kakashi stood still, a few meters down. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, back curved in a painfully relaxed slouch. Sakura dragged her fingers through her hair in frustration. A small anger rose in her chest. She was a top medic. Multiple teams had vied for her placement. She'd saved his life not days ago.

She strode up to him. An electricity ran through her limbs as she pumped them. Sakura dug her heels in as she stopped directly in front of him. He quickly turned his head to the left, impassively looking over Sakura's shoulder.

She glowered up at Kakashi.

"Hatake-san. I don't fully know what you think about me," she shook her head roughly. "But it's clear that my presence on this team is not what you want. Tsunade gave me an option to do a trial run, I think we can safely consider the trial to be over. I will let her know and will recommend another excellent medic for placement on your team."

Sakura forced herself to take several angry breaths. The blood rushed in her ears.

"What?" Kakashi's soft voice came through the noise.

"I said, I will help you find a different medic to replace me."

"That's not what I want."

She rolled her eyes so hard that, combined with the alcohol, made her feel like she might keel over. "Yes, Hatake-san. I know. I am not your old medic. Unfortunately, until she returns from her travels, it sounds like you need someone else—"

Kakashi shook his head, "I never told you about Rin."

"Yugao told me."

He sighed. Sakura was exhausted. Why was this so hard to understand for him? Clearly this anbu captain had missed a few chapters in normal development. Thinking back to his accusations from earlier that afternoon, Sakura briefly saw red again.

Then he spoke. "Haruno-san," his voice was quiet. "I… apologize. I did not intend to make you feel unwelcome on the team."

Sakura's anger shored up at the apology. "Thankfully, it was just you," she admitted.

He grimaced at what she'd said. "Your healing skills are unparalleled. Tsunade made a great recommendation."

She looked at him strangely. The gears turned in Sakura's head. Was this his way of letting her go gently? Honestly, early team placements were meant to be transactional. Everything was a trial. It made sense that some personalities wouldn't work out together.

He continued, "—I've had too much to drink tonight. I apologize. I'd like to keep you on the team if you would accept my apology. There is no better medic."

Sakura took a step back. Kakashi had straightened, standing proper in front of her. He looked at her fully, meeting her gaze calmly. His eyes had no sign of ire or cajole in them. He seemed genuine, and a little bit repentant.

They regarded each other for a long minute.

Finally, Kakashi spoke again. "I can walk you home still, or you can…"

"I can get myself home."

Sakura gave him a long stare before nodding. He inclined his head back and watched her walk off.

"Have a good night, Haruno. I'll see you tomorrow for training."

Kakashi's stomach twisted. He watched Sakura walk away until she'd passed out of sight, turning onto a different street. Even after she left, he stayed rooted to the spot. Was this his way of publicly shaming himself?

Kakashi snorted. He might have already done enough of that at the bar. What was that? He rarely ever pulled rank, especially not with those clowns. But there was something about seeing Ko cozy up to Sakura that didn't sit well with him. And unfortunately, he'd taken it out on Sakura, who he'd apparently pushed too far already.

He reprimanded himself. What he should have really done was go after Ko. The Hyuuga had a thick skin and a taste for getting his ass beaten.

Kakashi turned and headed in the direction of his own apartment. What was that Sakura had said about Rin? She was no replacement? His thoughts felt muddled, and Kakashi frustratingly tried to sort through the different ways that he felt about Rin, then Sakura.

He cursed Genma for incepting a variety of bastard ideas into his mind. Several of his wires felt crossed.

Rin was somewhere far away.

He let his mind drift.

Sakura was right here.

Kakashi kicked at a can. That wasn't meant to be the next thought. He shouldered into his apartment and fell into bed.

Yugao had met Sakura at her house. In the chilly fall morning, they slowly made their way over to the training grounds. Sakura wore a thick sweater over her usual uniform. Yugao sipped at the thermos of tea Sakura had prepared, and handed it back.

"So what was that?"

Yugao was asking about last night. She sounded genuinely confused.

Sakura shook her head. "I don't know. This is new to me."

"To me too," Yugao scoffed softly. "I've never seen Kakashi do that."

Sakura considered what she meant. There were lots of things Kakashi had done last night, including drink heavily, bicker with Tenzo, pull his rank, make her deeply upset—

"Act like a tyrant?" Sakura offered.

Yugao shook her head, "Act possessive."

Sakura waved her hand dismissively. She made a confession. "I said something I shouldn't have. It was after I followed him out, he said he was walking me home but wouldn't tell me why—and I blurted out that I felt unwelcome and that I knew I wasn't a replacement for Rin."

"What?" Yugao grabbed onto her hand. Sakura startled a little bit. "You mentioned Rin?"

Sakura slowly nodded, waiting for her to continue. They were standing on a small bridge that led to the training areas. A breeze blew through and she shivered.

"Remember how I told you Kakashi was a huge asshole when she left? Nobody talks about her. Not because we didn't like her, just that he totally shuts down."

Sakura raised an eyebrow and tried to recall how he had behaved the night before. With how tired she was, and the drinks, she couldn't remember clearly anymore. Certainly, nothing deserving of this reaction.

She tugged Yugao along the path, wrapping their arms together. "Well… is he touchy about anyone else?"

Yugao thought for a while, searching her brain through the hangover. "Their genin team had another member. An Uchiha. Never talks about him."

"Gone?"

"Yeah."

"We rarely talk about sensei or Yosuke-kun," Sakura reminded her. Yugao nodded. "Plus, I was talking to him in a professional capacity. I'm a medic, filling in for her as a medic."

Yugao considered it. She took the thermos from Sakura. "Also, you feel unwelcome?"

"It's just him. He apologized."

Yugao raised an eyebrow at her.

Ko was already at the training grounds when they arrived. He politely greeted them both, and lingered on Sakura, a glint of something like humor in his eyes. She blushed and looked away. Evidently, he'd not forgotten about the whole scene from last night. Yugao grumbled to wake her when Kakashi showed up, and left to slouch against a tree.

"How did you sleep, Sakura-san?"

She laughed. "Not much. But well—I sleep like a log after I drink."

He raised his eyebrows at this piece of information and chuckled.

"You got home alright?"

She emphasized, "By myself. I appreciated your offer though."

A strange look flitted across his face. "An offer made, not fulfilled, is—"

"—Good enough," Sakura finished for him with a smile. "I'll have to repay you sometime."

Tenzo arrived shortly. He gave them both a warm greeting, although there was a hint of a blush in his expression. Sakura sighed internally. There was clearly something hanging in the air. The four of them settled down and waited for Kakashi to arrive.

Like any training session called in the heat of a drunken argument, it was equal parts pathetic and brutal.

Kakashi had some kind of agenda that morning as he announced that it was every man for himself. The first thing he seemed to do was run off, to the confusion of his team, until they heard the screams of Genma in the next training ground over.

Then he seem to go after Tenzo, who was engaged with Yugao. The kunoichi was pleased at the chance to royally defeat Tenzo, and gleefully dove into the act with Kakashi's help. But the moment that Tenzo had shouted for a truce, Kakashi had whirled on her.

Sakura had the chilling feeling of being hunted. She and Ko only traded half hearted hits as they waited with baited breath for their turn. Soon, they detected Kakashi's rapidly approaching signature.

Ko spared her only one glance before shoving her away. "Go—!" he commanded, whirling to face Kakashi in a gentle fist stance. Sakura fled into the tree line and hoped she made herself invisible enough to not attract the attention of the silver haired demon plaguing training ground fifteen.

Kakashi looked haggard. It was not without cost that he took down the other two anbu and one jounin. He nursed a large gouge on his right side, and seemed to be favoring his left foot. It looked like he was fighting for his life, which was terrifying in the context of the infamous copy nin.

The psychological aspect of it was bad enough.

The shhhlick sound of his oiled tanto pulling out of its sheath made Sakura blanch. Ko was still holding his own, and had disabled one of Kakashi's chakra pathways. Unfortunately, it looked like the man was going for something else.

Kakashi rushed at him with great speed, slipping past many gentle fists until he eventually slammed his shoulder into Ko's chest, knocking the man onto the ground. Before Ko could jump to his feet, Kakashi leapt onto him and sunk the tanto deep into the ground next to Ko's head.

The two men regarded each other with heavy breaths, faces inches away.

Then Kakashi laughed and eased up, offering Ko a hand up. Making sure the Hyuuga was alright, Kakashi noted to the taste of the air, "One more."

He looked at Ko to make sure he wouldn't interfere. The man held up his hands in truce.

Kakashi shot straight in Sakura's direction. Her heart pounded furiously in her ribcage and she ducked behind the tree for only a second to gather her thoughts before spinning out and preparing for a hit—

That never came.

Kakashi came to an abrupt stop, meters short of her. Sakura's nerves went insane as she analyzed what his next step would be, whether he was faking out on her.

And then he sheathed his tanto. He brought his feet together to stand casually. And he nodded at her.

"Haruno."

Sakura balked at him. "Captain…"

"Did you get home alright?"

She nodded dumbly.

"Good to hear." He tenderly shifted from his left foot onto his right. He shrugged. "Feel like doing some healing?"

"Yes, but—" A million things. "Well, I think you didn't get the brunt of the injuries."

"I know, I inflicted them." Sakura could have sworn he sounded smug. She slowly circled to move past him, eyes trained on him at the slightest sign of hostile movement.

"Yes, so you'll have to wait. I might go see Genma first, he sounded—"

His hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. "You can heal everyone other than Shiranui. I'll wait."

They went on a B-rank mission a day later. Sakura welcomed the slight change in pace compared to the first two missions, which seemed to have a variety of unexpected aspects. Sakura struggled with several things, ranging from how backbreaking the pace of anbu was, to the shocking violence of their second mission and how easily Kakashi got hurt, to maintaining a professional relationship with him. One that she hoped could eventually be friendly.

Sakura was a soft heart. Secretly, she dreamt of the type of relationship that genin teams that stayed together had. Where years of growing up together made you deeply attuned to the thoughts of the other people, and it was like having another family.

Sakura had that with Tsunade and Shizune, to a degree. But fate had led her to anbu and she would be damned if she couldn't get the same friendships from the people she spent nearly half her waking hours with.

In a deep part of her mind, reason quietly also reminded her that anbu had the highest turnover rate of any division. Dangerous missions and stacking mental and physical scars led to deep unwellness among old anbu. Sakura saw the ones who were left frequently at the hospital.

If even their sensei and Yosuke could get accidentally get killed on a C-rank, then anbu—

Sakura grimaced.

On the mission, Kakashi had been mostly impartial to Sakura. Thought she still felt like a loaner medic in front of her captain, like someone borrowed for just a mission or two, he was no longer as sharp with her as he had been. He seemed more inclined to make eye contact with her. And there were chance moments where Sakura felt like they were getting to know more about each other, even if it was as little as how to speak to one another.

Sakura was grateful that the third permanent feature on their team was someone as level-headed as Tenzo. The man was unflappable, forgiving of Kakashi's moods, and helped Sakura see how the silver haired nin liked to be dealt with. He seemed like a genuine friend to the copy nin.

A question that Sakura had been afraid to ask Kakashi, although was on her mind frequently, was whether he'd gotten mad at her for getting friendly with Ko. As shinobi, especially adults, relationships were accepted on teams. And less defined relations were exceptionally frequent.

It embarassed Sakura to think about it. She didn't want to be defined by her sexuality. She would never describe herself as anything to do with that. And she didn't want her captain to think she'd joined the team just to catch a handsome, kind and sweet Hyuuga.

She cringed thinking about the 'throat check' incident. Unfortunately, it already seemed like the captain had pegged her for a type.

The gates of Konoha came into view. Sakura stretched her hands over her head appreciatively.

Author's note: Early update this time! It's because I realized I would be away for the weekend, through Sunday. Thank you to everyone who favorited, followed and left comments. Especially big thanks to LeafShadow2 and guest-san for your reviews.

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Leave me your thoughts! I loved writing this grounded in Konoha vignette. Things seem to be getting into motion with Sakura and Kakashi!