A/N: Very brief chapter, but it was so tempting to write I couldn't bring myself to cut it. Besides, I think it ties up the whole ordeal nicely :)
Chapter 2: Reunion
Kicking an alabaster stone in boredom, Kakashi lifted his head and sighed. Without missions or his beloved books to keep him occupied, the afterlife was dreadfully boring. He had already caught up with his former team and the comrades that had come and gone, rolled around with his ninken, and tried every activity the world had to offer. He couldn't even go rot his brain with mindless television—apparently it wasn't 'constructive' enough to be permitted there.
The rock scuttled into a whitewashed wall and stopped. He sighed again. What he wouldn't give to see a fresh face that wasn't so damn white…
And then he heard it. Footsteps, so dainty and light he almost missed them. Twisting his head, he saw an elderly woman with a towel around her head and a cane at her side tottering toward him. He didn't recognize her—almost all of his colleagues had been fairly young when he died—so he waited for her body's age to reset. Like winding a clock, the afterlife ignored the ravages of time and backpedaled until the body was once again as healthy as the soul.
As he stared, the woman's back began to straighten and the cane fell from her side. Her strides became longer and more confident and her white kimono tightened to fit snugly against her curves. Reaching up, she tugged the towel from her head and shook out her tangled strands of bubblegum hair before lifting her eyes and grinning broadly.
"Hi Kakashi," she said.
He smiled back and chuckled as she threw her arms around his neck. "Hello Sakura-chan."