From now on, author's notes will be at the end of chapters. For the most part. I think. Maybe? Also…not bold.

Chapter Three: Blood

Kakashi woke up warm. Shifting slightly, the copy-nin found that his left arm was trapped underneath something…or, maybe someone?

Peaking open his right eye slowly, Kakashi found himself staring up at a white-tiled ceiling. Blinking away the sleep from his eyes, Kakashi turned his head slightly to the left…to find a pink-haired woman fast asleep on his shoulder. It occurred to him that it had been awhile since he had slept so soundly…before the more rational and morally obligated part of his brain took over and reminded him that it was Sakura that he was currently snuggled up with, and such thoughts weren't appropriate.

The events of the night before played back in his mind, and Kakashi realized that he and Sakura must have fallen asleep after talking so late. He was surprised that the kunoichi was sleeping so deeply, as they were both laying horizontally across the bed with their legs dangling over the edge at the knees. Of course, she was much shorter than he was and so she had quite a bit less leg to dangle. He reasoned that made her more comfortable.

She was breathing softly, and Kakashi took advantage of the stillness to just watch her sleep. The realization that this might make him a pervert made him uncomfortable, and he grimaced as the aforementioned "moral obligation" crept back into the picture. Unwelcomed bastard.

He just…he had no idea what to make of their relationship, but obviously falling asleep in each other's arms had to mean something. Right? He thought so, at least. Although, he had thought the same thing the first time they had fallen asleep together, and Sakura hadn't seemed to have been affected by it at all…

The night air ruffled Kakashi's hair as he felt a familiar form lean gently against his back. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply; he'd been hoping that she would show up tonight. He didn't know why, and he decided that it probably wasn't a good idea to look too deeply into his motives, so he simply settled with the facts. He wanted Sakura there and that was that.

They had both just returned from two separate - although equally difficult – missions, and they were both on the edge of complete exhaustion. It had been a month and seventeen days since he had seen her. Not that he was keeping count or anything. As a matter of fact, he really had no idea how he knew that number. He just…did.

It wasn't long before Sakura's fingers found his own and lightly began to intertwine with his. She always initiated when they held hands, but neither of them minded. Well, Kakashi certainly didn't mind, and Sakura never seemed put-out about it, at least. Kakashi knew that she knew that he enjoyed it, and they both knew that Sakura was the more forward of the two when it came to showing any kind of physical affection. Besides, Sakura held hands with Naruto, too. It couldn't mean that much.

He didn't know when it happened, but at some point, the pair had shifted to lying side by side on their backs, gazing up at the soft glow of the stars.

"Kakashi?" Sakura mumbled sleepily.

"Hm?" was the only sound Kakashi could make in his sleep-deprived state, as he looked lazily over to see the green-eyed kunoichi staring at him curiously…and there was something else there too, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

Sakura stared at him for a brief moment, eyes full of questions, lips slight parted…a look Kakashi had become rather found of, as of late. She was always itching to learn, to know.

He could tell she was on the verge of saying something…maybe even something important, judging by the look on her face.

"I…I'm tired," Sakura finally sighed, seemingly abandoning her original statement. She settled her head against his shoulder, and before Kakashi could spend much time wondering what she was going to say, he was fast asleep.

Sakura woke, but kept her eyes closed as she felt someone shift next to her. Trying to maintain her blank, sleeping facial expression, Sakura tried to remember the night before and rationalize why someone would be sleeping in her hospital bed with her.

Quickly, she was reminded of star-gazing and talking with Kakashi late into the night, and she reasoned that they must've fallen asleep by accident. Well, maybe it wasn't entirely an accident, but she would never admit that. Sakura tried to suppress a smile as she remembered the most recent time that they had accidentally fallen asleep together…

Sakura was curled up in the corner of Kakashi's couch, "her spot" as Kakashi liked to call it, sipping a warm cup of tea and blinking with heavy lids. "I better get going," she said for the hundredth time, never once having meant it.

"Not so fast," Kakashi clicked his tongue, hoping down from the back of the chair on which he had been perched. "You promised me you were going to tell me about the time that Naruto drunkenly told Sasuke off about being a bad boyfriend."

"Ah, yes," Sakura sighed, feigning annoyance when she was really glad to have an excuse to stay comfortably nestled into the couch. "I guess I did promise. But you have to promise me something in return, Kakashi-sensei."

"Within reason, Sakura-chan," Kakashi looked at her intensely, but with just a hint of teasing. Sakura fought a blush and looked away quickly, startled by her body's reaction to the man. These "reactions" were very foreign to Sakura…how many times had she sat on Kakashi's couch while he teased her? Too many times to count. But now, his words had a different effect on her and she couldn't decide if she liked it.

Sakura covered her momentary loss of control with a chuckle. "Just don't tell Naruto, okay? He really might kill me."

"Oh, that's all? That's easy. Consider yourself promised," Kakashi's eye closed as he smiled. "Although, other than myself, of course, I don't think there is anyone in the world more concerned for your safety than Naruto, so I'm not exactly fearful for your life in this situation."

Sakura barely registered the end of Kakashi's sentence. He had just told her he cared about her so very casually…he'd been saying it for years, of course, but it had always been under the context of fellow shinobis, and before that, of teacher and student. Now it was…different.

"Alright there, Sakura?" the copy-nin asked her carefully, adjusting his mask carefully as he spoke.

Sakura shook her head, "Yeah, sorry, I just zoned out for a second there. I'm exhausted because my jackass ex-teacher is making me tell him bedtime stories at this ungodly hour."

"That's me," the eye crinkle returned, "Heartthrob and jackass extraordinaire."

"You certainly think a lot of yourself, I don't remember calling you a heartthrob," Sakura barely suppressed a snort.

"Well, I seem to remember hearing you say, and I quote, "my jackass, heartthrob, ex-teacher…"

"Do you want to hear the story or not?"

"Sorry."

Sakura huffed, trying to hide her smile at the man's antics. "So, Naruto and I were at his place with Hinata, Lee, and Shikamaru. Sasuke too, obviously. Anyway, everyone was a little but tipsy, except for Naruto, who was, unsurprisingly, absolutely hammered. Sasuke had just avoided my kiss – he was never big on PDA – and I guess Naruto saw it, because next thing I knew, he was screaming at Sasuke, carrying on about how stupid he was and how he was crazy for not letting me kiss him. Then Naruto screams: 'If you were my boyfriend, I would've dumped you ages ago!' and Sasuke goes: 'As if I wouldn't have already dumped your obnoxious ass!'"

Tears of mirth had now formed in Sakura's eyes and were threatening to spill over onto her rosy cheeks. "And the Shikamaru said: 'Well, I guess we all know now why Sasuke won't let Sakura kiss him. Sounds like he's gay – I guess for Naruto'."

Sakura was nearly out of breath from laughter as she finished the story. "All Sasuke could do for the rest of the night was fume and try to prove his masculine attraction to me…until he got pissed at me for laughing and he went home. It was pretty hilarious all-in-all."

The pink-haired kunoichi turned her head to the side to smile at Kakashi and to see his reaction to her story, the one he had been begging her to tell all day. She found him much closer than she had been expecting, and she jumped slightly at the shock. Tsunade would be so proud of her alertness…

Shaking off her surprise, Sakura realized Kakashi was just staring at her, one hand on his mask as if he were about to pull it down. He did that a lot, and Sakura reminded herself again that she was going to have to ask him about that. At the very least she would scold him for it; it wasn't fair to tease her like that.

Her uneasiness grew as he continued to just stare at her. His eye was slightly crinkled from laughter, but behind that laughter there was something more. Something…sad, maybe?

"What?" Sakura asked, her laughter dying slowly but surely. Talk about a mood killer.

After a few more seconds of silence that was beginning to border on awkward, Kakashi finally spoke. "Nothing." He looked away towards the kitchen, "More tea?" The question was asked absently as if he wasn't all that interested in her answer.

"I've still got a full cup, but thanks anyway." Sakura furrowed her brow, what was up with him all of a sudden? "Come on, Kakashi, what's up? I thought you wanted to hear that story, and now you're acting like you don't even care. I know you better than that."

The copy-nin had turned towards her at the sound of his name. "Hearing about how Sasuke treated you bothers me," he said the words quickly, honestly, and she knew that explaining his feelings to her was difficult for him. "You know I care about Sasuke, and I try to just accept him how he is. But when it comes to you? He's annoying as hell."

Sakura twisted quickly, so that she was lying down with her head on Kakashi's knee, looking up at him. "It was my own fault, Kakashi. No, he wasn't a good boyfriend, but he was never abusive or anything and I could've left him much sooner than I did. And even though it may not seem like it…he did love me, at least for a time. I actually think I fell out of love before he did. I just didn't realize."

Kakashi's hand had raised absently and was playing with the hem of the sleeve of her t-shirt, like it was the most natural thing in the world. Sakura's eyes began to grow heavy, and after several minutes of silence she accepted the fact that she probably wasn't going to get a response.

Her final thought before falling asleep was how they must've looked so like a couple.

"Am I crushing your arm?" Sakura asked sleepily.

"No," the all-too-familiar voice of sleepy-Kakashi replied. Sleepy-Kakashi sounded a lot like regular-old-lazy-Kakashi, just a little bit gravellier.

"How did we even fall asleep like this?" Sakura mumbled, never really sure how to act when they woke up together like this. Over the years she had become very comfortable with the boys, including Kakashi, and she had fallen asleep with all of them on more than one occasion. She and Naruto had an easy relationship and nothing had ever felt strange about passing out on the couch together, and she and Sasuke and been…well, she and Sasuke. And up until recently, falling asleep in the same area as Kakashi had been completely normal. But all of a sudden…all of a sudden it was different and intimate and she wasn't really sure when that had happened.

Kakashi sighed. "How do we ever? I'd say this is a hell of a lot more comfortable than falling asleep on those tree roots you seem to be so found of."

"True," Sakura nodded, summoning the willpower to sit up and away from the warm man lying beside her. As she did so, she asked, "Do you have any idea when they'll let me out of here?"

"Probably soon if you don't have any more episodes of the pain. They're worried that they could be long-term effects of the jutsu you were hit with by that Mist ninja," Kakashi attempted to hide his scowl unsuccessfully, not even his mask could save him.

"Quit making faces," Sakura threw a pillow at him as he walked across the room. Predictably, Kakashi was much too fast to be hit and appeared behind Sakura just as the pillow hit the wall with an unimpressive thud.

"Bastard," Sakura mumbled, folding her arms.

"Good morning to you, too," Kakashi said from somewhere behind her, and although she couldn't see him, she could her the smile in his words. "Unfortunately, I've got to take off to go to my mission briefing, but I'll be back some time before I leave tomorrow."

Sakura turned to see him give her a lazy two finger salute before disappearing through the open window.

Sakura shook her head, "Damn Shinobi."

Each time he fell asleep with her, he swore he wouldn't do it again. True, he was completely comfortable with Sakura, but surely, falling asleep together was frowned upon. Right? It had to be.

His interactions with Sakura were always perfectly innocent, a little harmless bantering some might call flirting, but still innocent nonetheless.

He had gotten to the point where he stopped questioning where his and Sakura's closeness had come from and just went with it. It used to surprise him a bit when she would go out of her way to see him, and it surprised him even more when he found himself doing the same. The first time he showed up on her doorstep with take-out and a cheesy smile he wasn't even sure how he had gotten there, but, as stated, he went with it.

He was close with Naruto and Sasuke too, but not in the same way. When he wanted someone to talk to, he sure as hell didn't seek out the hyperactive Naruto or the broody Sasuke. No, he found himself on Sakura's couch, half the time not even talking but comforted in the fact that if he wanted to talk he could. And she always respected his wishes, whether he had something to say or he just wanted to be quiet. She never pushed him, and that was something that was important to him.

Sakura, on the other hand, was usually eager to discuss her problems, and Kakashi patiently listened to every rant, offering comforting words when necessary, other times offering to kick someone's ass…although he knew she was perfectly capable on her own. Hell, she was downright scary at times and he was constantly reminding himself not to get on that girl's bad side.

He was thankful for that aspect of their relationship, and he couldn't deny that it was something he shared only with Sakura. He wasn't one for talking feelings much…but it was still nice to know that there was someone there to listen, should the need arise.

"Geez, Kakashi-sensei, would you watch where you're going?"

Upon seeing the offended party, Kakashi smiled god naturedly. "Ah, sorry, Naruto. Didn't see you there."

"Wow, sensei, you must be getting old," Naruto laughed mercilessly, "Eyesight already going out on you?"

Casually lifting his headband to expose his sharingan, Kakashi replied meekly, "I'd say it's alright."

Naruto turned away immediately. "Hey! Point that thing somewhere else, will ya?"

"Play nice and I will," Kakashi smiled again, replacing his headband securely over his eye.

"Hm, whatever," Naruto huffed, irritably. "Where are you going, anyway? Isn't it a little early for you to be awake, Kakashi-sensei? It's not even noon."

Kakashi simply offered Naruto an eye crinkling smile and a two-fingered salute before disappearing into a puff of smoke. He hadn't known why he'd just left Naruto there, but as he walked down the halls to Tsunade-sama's office, he quickly forgot about the knuckle-headed ninja. Not surprising.

"Ah, Kakashi, you're certainly…less late than usual. Any special occasion, or you're just feeling more responsible today?" the Hokage laced her fingers together and eyed the copy-ninja over them.

Kakashi raised a hand to rub his neck good-naturedly. "Me? Late? I don't recall-"

"Save it, Hatake," Tsunade shook her head, although Kakashi swore he heard her laughing as she turned to look out the window.

"Yes, but how are you feeling?" Ino asked for the one hundredth time that morning.

"I'm…fine, honestly. I've felt fine since yesterday afternoon. I just want to get out of here, you know? Well, not out of here, out of here, since I work here a lot, but you know what I mean," Sakura sighed. "Go use your feminine wiles and convince someone to let me out of here."

Ino laughed at this. "While I do love to employ my skills of seduction whenever possible, I don't think it would be particularly helpful here. Just…sleep twenty-four seven until you're better and the time will fly."

Sakura frowned at her friend. "Two flaws there. For starters, I'm not tired. Secondly, what does better even mean in this situation? I've looked at my chart…everything seems fine. Although, I still think they should've tested me for foreign substances and poisons, but it's unlikely anyway. Just looking at the numbers, I'm perfectly healthy and I shouldn't even be here."

No sooner than the words left her mouth, a sharp pain in Sakura's side caused her to cry out. The pain was blinding, quite literally blinding, and Sakura found her vision fading quickly as she heard Ino yelling for someone, anyone. As her vision abandoned her completely, Sakura had the sinking feeling that something about this time was different.

It was hard to startle Hatake Kakashi, really it was. He'd more or less seen it all and you couldn't exactly sneak up on the man. Sakura often complained about his 'supernatural-hearing'. It had been quite some time since he had been surprised in any way…and so the shock her felt upon seeing the sight before him was unexpected and unwelcome.

Her room was swarming with medics, and as soon as he saw that Tsunade-sama was there too, he feared the worst. Kakashi felt like he couldn't move as he watched the mayhem unfold before him. He couldn't even catch a glimpse of Sakura as she was surrounded by so many medical ninja, all doing something to her that he couldn't see properly.

"Where are those test results?" Tsunade's voice barked out, and Kakashi could tell by her tone that this was not good. He attributed the hammering of his heart to worry about his teammate and friend and nothing more than that.

"We'll talk about why they weren't done immediately later."

Kakashi almost flinched at the harshness of the Hokage's words, and he surmised that someone must've royally fucked up. The thought that the reason that Sakura was still injured could be one of the medic's faults did make something in his gut twist, though. After Tsunade was done with the guilty party, he wouldn't mind having a moment or two alone with them to-

"Tsunade-sama!" A young, female medical ninja came sprinting into the room, a small stack of papers clutched firmly to her chest. "You were right! It's poison!"

Poison. Kakashi had to grip the doorframe to maintain his balance, as the room had started spinning dangerously. Kakashi was no medic, that much was for sure, but he knew that it had been several days and that was very bad when it came to poison. Was it too late to give her the antidote? Was there even an antidote? What would he-

"Kakashi!"

The man looked up at the sound of his name, meeting the stony eyes of the Hokage upon doing so. He didn't speak.

Tsunade walked towards him swiftly, "Come with me." She turned to the other medics in the room, a look of sheer menace on her face. "Do not leave her side. I'll be back with an antidote in less than thirty minutes," she paused. "And, you better keep her alive…or I can't guarantee the actions of Uzumaki Naruto. He'll probably kill you all, and I won't stop him."

Kakashi felt himself being dragged down the hallway, away from the room, away from Sakura. "Tsunade-sama, wait, I want to see-"

Tsunade silenced him with a wave of her hand and a grim look. "No, Hatake, you don't."

Kakashi had never been so terrified by words in all his life. "What do you mean?"

"She's…bleeding. Quite profusely," Tsunade's mouth was set in a stern line and Kakashi could tell she was struggling to keep her emotions in check. "It can't be stopped."

"Bleeding from where?" Kakashi was confused, he hadn't seen any wounds on her when he had seen her earlier that very same day.

"Everywhere. Eyes, mouth, ears, nose, pores. It's…grisly. The medics are trying to replenish her blood supply so she doesn't bleed out…as would appear is the point of this particular poison. The fact that it has taken so long to work is a testament to Sakura's strength. Each time she had one of her pain episodes, the poison was trying to take effect and start the bleeding, but she was able to suppress it with chakra." The Hokage's stern façade dropped for a moment, "I guess this time it was too much for her to take. The only thing keeping her alive is the fact that there are about ten medics in there to work on keeping enough blood in her body."

He suddenly found it hard to keep up with the Hokage as they ran down the hallway, towards the lab Kakashi assumed. His legs felt like rubber and his arms felt like stone and his brain felt like mush and the only thing he could think to ask was, "Is she going to die?"

The amount of time it took for the blond woman to answer him was very disconcerting.

"Not if I can help it."

Blinding light woke Sakura. She blinked her eyes a few times, willing the whiteness to clear, but it never did. She looked around, trying not to let herself worry yet. She wasn't sure what she was standing on, but it was soft and pillowy and white and oh gods was it clouds?

"Cool, right? A distinctive voice asked.

Sakura's head whipped around immediately, already knowing the answer as she asked, "Jiraiya-senpai?"

"The one and only!" And there he was, standing in front of her, glowing like an angel and seemingly alive.

Alive. Wait.

"Oh damn it all to hell," Sakura felt her eyes grow wide. "Did I just…die?"

Jiraiya's face took on a solemn expression. "Uh, about that…"

"Aw, man! Naruto's so gonna kill me." Sakura shook her head. "You know what I mean."

"Yeah," Jiraiya nodded, "I do. But hey, maybe you're not really dead, you could just be visiting. It's happened before, at least I think it has. It's hard to tell what really goes on up here."

Sakura didn't know if she was dead or not, but she was starting to lose hope after she had read copies of Paradise, Tactics, and Violence that Jiraiya had leant her, in addition to a new, never before seen addition to the series that he had written in the afterlife. She smiled thinking of Kakashi's expression when she told him.

Kakashi. If she ever told him. At this point, she was starting to fear that she really was dead. It had been hours and hours, maybe even days since she had woken up here, although she couldn't tell if time was really a thing in this realm.

"Don't worry, Sakura," Jiraiya was suddenly behind her, patting her shoulder. "I think you're going to be alright."

"How do you know?"

Jiraiya waved a hand at the cloudy floor beneath him, and the white puffs shifted away from a small opening forming at the middle. "Look."

Sakura peered down the hole, and gasped. She saw herself, lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to about a million tubes and wires…but she was breathing and thanks to the steady rhythm of the monitor, she could tell her heart was beating.

"It's probably time you got home," Jiraiya smiled. "Tell Naruto I say hello, will you?"

"Of course, Jiraiya-senpai," Sakura nodded. "But…what about you? Don't you get lonely here all by yourself?"

Jiraiya's smile widened and he shook his head at the kunoichi. "Nah, I get visitors, and other…more permanent guests. Plus, I have all the free time to write that I want. I'm fine."

Waving good-naturedly, Jiraiya used his other hand to shove her into the hole he had created, and Sakura found that she didn't have the strength to stop him. She was falling, falling, falling, and when she looked up, Jiraiya was gone.

She sat up abruptly with a sharp gasp, heart beating wildly and senses on overdrive. Immediately, she regretted this, as the migraine she received as punishment for her actions was not at all welcome. "Ugh," Sakura groaned hoarsely, "What the fu-"

"Sakura!"

She was only slightly put out that the voice didn't belong to Kakashi, although she had no idea why. Maybe she'd hit her head.

"Naruto?" Sakura rubbed her eyes, "What the hell is going on? Am I actually alive or is this another one of those weird limbo things?"

"You're alive! She's alive! Did you hear, Kakashi-sensei? She's alive!" Sakura cracked open her eyes to see Naruto dancing happily around the room, twirling and jumping and looking absolutely like a five-year old girl.

A tentative hand on her shoulder forced her gaze to shift sideways, and she found herself looking into the very concerned eyes of none other than the copy-ninja. She held his gaze for a few moments, and he opened his mouth, or so it appeared (pesky mask), as if to say something.

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto grabbed her shoulders, obviously trying to be gentle but failing miserably. "You freaked me out!" He pulled her close and kissed her right on the lips, an offense she would've punished with a fight to the death had she been feeling up to it.

Instead, she settled for a glare and a very weak pinch of his nose.

"I've got to go tell everyone! Ino's outside freaking out, they wouldn't let her in…well, I mean everyone is freaking out but mostly Ino. I'll be right back!" Naruto disappeared out the door with speed only a ninja could muster, and Sakura couldn't help but smile just a little.

She turned back to Kakashi, planning on asking him what he had been wanting to say, and was surprised to see him sitting in the chair beside her bed, hands covering his face. He looked…defeated, almost. Tired.

"Geez, are you that bummed out that I'm alive?" Sakura tried to ask jokingly, but it just came out kind of pathetic, seeing as how her voice kind of sounded like a frog.

And then it happened. He was next to her and he was hugging her and he never hugged her and he was hugging her. "Shut up," he mumbled into her hair, not looking at her.

And shut up she did.

Kakashi didn't go on that mission. Tsunade had assigned someone else and he had sat in Sakura's hospital room for three days straight, never once leaving. Naruto was there almost as frequently, and surprisingly, so was Sai. The boy might not be good at emotions, but he realized that what was happening was important and he seemed to know he would not like if Sakura wasn't around. The only missing member of her team had been Sasuke. He never once visited and it was soon discovered that he had left the village all together. Typical Sasuke.

She had looked so frail those three days. She had always been small, but she had somehow looked smaller and the blood loss made her pale and it all made Kakashi sick to his stomach.

He was now sitting on his own bed, after she had shooed him from her room, assuring him that she was fine and that he needed to go home and get some rest and that he could come back tomorrow. Yet, here he was, in his own bed and most certainly not resting. Icha Icha laid forgotten in front of him, and now that Sakura seemed to be getting better, the guilt was really setting in.

This should never have happened. He should've seen it coming, he should've moved her out of the way. Now she was bedridden, maybe for weeks, and he couldn't shake the feeling that it was all his fault.

A knock at his door startled him from his self-pity. Furrowing his brow and pulling his mask back up over his mouth, he wondered who it could be, as most of his visitors, (namely Naruto, Sakura, Sai, and Genma), didn't bother knocking.

He opened the door to an angry looking Hokage.

"Before I let you in, is this anger directed at me, or some other poor soul?" Kakashi tried to smile.

"I thought you could help me decide on the punishment for the medics who nearly killed Sakura due to their startling inattention to detail."

A genuine smile lifted Kakashi's lips this time. "Come right in."

A/N:

!) I want to let everyone know that I LOVE YOU ALL AND I WILL START APPLYING TO REVIEWS I SWEAR ON MY LIFE.

) Secondly, I've made some decision about this story, and they are as follows:

!) I'm gonna be writing Sasuke out somehow. I'm sad I've included him in this and honestly, I just want him gone. na na na na boo boo.

) This is not going to be an angsty story. Why? Two reasons. For one, I just don't think they would have an angsty relationship. It's just not them. I save all my angst for my Dramione and my GaaSaku...mwahahaha. Reason two? Because I said so. So there. Again I say: na na na na boo boo.

#) Sai is going to kind of "replace" Sasuke. I'm still so mad that I wrote that stupid Uchiha into this story...grumble.

#) I just want you all to know that, while it may not have seemed that way, that hug was supposed to be a BIG deal for Kakashi. He never initiates physical contact in the way of affection like that. At least in my mind, for this story. So I just want to make it clear that that scene was supposed to be sweet and display how worried he really was.

$) Lastly, I apologize because I'm sure this chapter sucks. I just wanted to get it up and I didn't even bother to edit it because I am so LAZY and also because I have to go to work, so please feel free to point out any errors, be they grammatical or plot-based.

Leave me a review? Maybe I'll repay you with some cute (and or sexy) Kakashi moments next chapter? (Yes, it's a bribe. No, I'm not proud.)

Love, loony