I've had this written out since I posted the first part.
But I hadn't posted it yet, because I kept feeling like something was missing from it.
I'm mostly satisfied with it now, since I've added a little to it, so here you are.
Also, I'm debating on maybe doing some "Bonus chapters" for it like I am with Already Gone.
Would you guys like to see that?

Also, can you catch what I'm hinting at in the beginning of the chapter? ;)
Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. Only the story plot and Sayane belong to me.

A soft groan escaped Sayane as she slowly opened her eyes.

"You're awake." She heard a familiar voice say.

She turned her head towards where the voice had come from, her head throbbing as she did so. It took a moment for her blurry vision to clear up. But once it did, she saw that the voice had been Kakashi's.

"Ka... Kakashi-san...?" She quietly spoke, looking at him groggily.

"How are you feeling?" He asked gently.

"Like I was hit by a boulder." She groaned as she tried to sit up, finding the movement rather tiring and difficult.

Carefully, he pushed her back down by her shoulders so she was laying down again. "You still need to rest."

"What happened?" She inquired, keeping her eyes on him.

"You were hurt, but you're fine now. You're in Konoha's hospital." He answered her, placing one of his hands over her's, giving it a gentle squeeze. Then he leaned in to press a clothed kiss to her head as he sat on the edge of the bed she was laying in.

Her brow furrowed a little as she looked up at him.

"Is everything alright?" He asked, concern evident in his voice as he looked down at her.

"Yeah, fine." She shook her head a little, smiling at him. "Sorry, I must still be a bit out of it."

"Are you sure?" He asked, quirking a brow at her.

"Yeah, I'm sure." She smiled reassuringly at him, moving her head so it rested against his side. Her eyes fell closed when she felt his fingers raking through her hair.

And her eyes snapped open. No longer was she in the Konoha Hospital. She was looking at the inside of a medical tent. Slowly, she forced herself to sit up with a groan as her entire body ached. More so in her arms, shoulders and abdomen. A glance down showed the spots where her clothes was stained with blood, along with broken pieces of something falling off of her. The blood was her's. She remembered now. She'd jumped in front of Kakashi to save him from an attack, and thus, took the attack instead of him.

So, that hadn't been real. None of it. The Fourth Great Ninja War was still going on. And Kakashi wasn't there. Her wounds must have been healed, otherwise she should have bled out by now with how deep they had been.

Forcing herself up, she pulled herself from the cot she'd been laying in. She wobbled when she stood on her feet, but she regained her balance after a moment. Then she headed for the opening of the tent, pushing it open as she stepped out.

Squinting as she looked up at the sky, she realized that she didn't hear the sounds of fighting. Her eyes trailed from the sky to her surroundings. She saw the less worn and injured shinobi helping the worse off ones walk. Did that mean it was over? That the war was finally over?

Her eyes scanned over the shinobi, and her heart sank when she didn't see Kakashi among them. What if... What if he hadn't survived the battle?

"You shouldn't be up."

She looked at the owner of the voice to find Kakashi standing there, looking rather worn with some injuries himself.

"Kakashi-san..." Her voice was full of relief as a small smile came to her face. "You're okay."

"I'm fine." He told her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder to turn her around so she'd go back in the tent. "You should be resting."

"What about the war though?" She furrowed her brow, looking up at him. She didn't want to admit it, but she still felt rather exhausted. Her body ached, and she felt like she had no energy at all.

"It's over. We won." He gently squeezed her shoulder. "Now rest. I'll fill you in on the details later."

"Alright." The smile on her face grew bigger. Then she allowed him to lead her back into the tent. Once inside, she took a seat on the bed.

He sat on the bed beside her, letting her get a good look at him now. He no longer had his Sharingan. Both of his eyes were their natural black color.

"Your eyes..." She started, tilting her head slightly.

"Oh, yeah..." He reached up, closing his left eyelid as he streaked his fingers across it. His original eye was back, though the scar remained.

"Part of those details you'll fill me in later about?" She questioned, quirking a brow.

"Yeah..." He nodded his head.

"You're all beat up." She gently smiled, lifting a hand and letting it glow green with her medical ninjutsu.

"No, you're exhausted." He shook his head, resting a hand on her arm to stop her.

"So?" She shook his hand off, reaching out and placing her hand over each of his injuries in turn until she had taken care off the majority of them.

He let out a sigh, but let her do as she wanted. He wouldn't have been able to talk her out of it anyways. Once she had her mind set on something, there was no talking her out of it.

Healing what she could exhausted her. She hadn't had much chakra to begin with, and this just exhausted her even more. But it was worth it. A soft yawn escaped her as her shoulders slumped a little, eyes falling on her lap.

"Sayane?"

"Hm?" She let out the noise, turning her head to look at him just in time for him to wrap his arms around her, pulling her against his shoulder. Her cheeks heated up at the contact, but allowed her arms to wrap around him as they had so many times before.

"Don't scare me like that again." He muttered into her hair. The thought of losing her had terrified him to the core of his being.

"I'm sorry." She murmured into his shoulder, resting her cheek against it as her eyes closed.

"I couldn't bare it if I lost you too." The words were very soft, almost too quiet to be heard. But given how close she was to him, it wasn't hard for her to hear it.

"You won't lose me." She spoke just as softly, tightening her arms around him. "I'll always be here for you."

That made a smile come to his face beneath his mask. The words being something that he wanted, and needed, to hear.

She'd always been there for him. And she always would be.