"Kakashi sensei?" Sakura asked as their training slowly stopped, both panting.
"Yes, Sakura?" The man replied softly, holding her pink-haired head in his gaze.
"I-I, I got you something ..." From her hair she plucked a Sakura flower and pressed it into his hands. A delicate flower, she had grown and picked it from her own garden. Kakashi stared at it in amazment. What a wonderful sentiment. "I ... I know it's not a great birthday present and you'd want something better, but I-"
"Sakura, stop doubting yourself. It's perfect." Kakashi insisted truthfully, before tucking it in his headband carefully.