My life isn't much. But my love still remains.
The Book of life knows it all. It writes everything known as history; and everything that precedes it. It chooses what the verdict is for everyone.
It chooses the verdict for what Kakashi's life becomes.
The goal, for a person to be written in the Book is simple: To have loved in full. Anyone who hasn't fulfilled the task, anyone who has experienced little to none, or those who gave unwillingly and selfishly, even those who almost got it inside their hands, only to have it taken away from them, is bound for infinitesimal happiness in the afterlife. The Book only celebrates those who have done their part and accomplished the reason for their being. Those who are no longer on earth and remains unwritten, are only written really as cracks in the sidewalk; failures in the system.
But the Book gives second chances to anyone who pleads for it. It understands grief more than anyone; it is the reason for it's being. It could only celebrate love and happiness in the end. But he could, he could not, could not allow, someone he has watched for all its life, slither away to nothingness just because of one small lapse of judgment. Kakashi underestimated happiness. His happiness.
Here was a man, who no matter how shaped and informed he was because of life, could not help himself question everything the moment love introduced itself to him for the hundredth time, only this time, with the promise to remain forever. This was a man so wronged in the past, that it starts to define him; starts to let him feel everything he's feeling right, to be the wrong thing.
And Sakura. Oh, dearest. The girl who's life and role in the Book is now forever altered because of Kakashi's lapse in judgment. Here was a girl, oblivious to the reality that the love she's been dreaming of having for all her life, could actually be hers. If he only acknowledged the chance.
And so goes, Kakashi has predicted it right. She will marry the Uchiha and start a family she will love and be proud of all her life. She will have a daughter anyone would ask for, and she will feel lucky, but she will not feel loved. The actions and words will not suffice. The ink will dry out immediately before she could even grasp the meaning of how the death of one shinobi, prompted the way her life spiraled out. She will feel love, but she will be deprived of it. No love would ever be enough for her no matter how much she gives, no matter how much she shares, no matter how much is given and shared to her. It will only reek of what lacks.
The biggest could have, is love.
It is the only could have that matters. It is the only thing in the whole expanse of the universe, that could alter everything in one's own history, and his shared history with another.
The Book decides.
It will give another chance to the Could Have that is Kakashi and Sakura.
A rewind.
But in another life.