Seiri slept sound that night on Kakashi's couch. It was pretty much bliss compared to sleeping out in the cold, on the hard ground of the forest floor. She woke up early too, and from what she could tell, she had woken up before Kakashi. Then, she decided that since he hadn't let her help at all last night with anything, she would make breakfast for him this morning. So grabbing her cloak, pulling on her shoes, and strapping her coin pouch to her belt, she left for the market.

She bought quite a few items before she returned to Kakashi's house. All in the span of about half an hour. After kicking her shoes off by the doorway and setting everything on the counter, she removed her cloak, draping it over the back of the couch, then set to cooking the ingredients and mixing in odd spices here and there along with a special spice she made myself. Seiri cooked eggs, bacon, toast, sausage, and then even made fresh orange juice from some oranges she had bought while in the market. As everything cooked, she generously sprinkled in the spices. Her mouth watered at the aromas that filled the home. It had been a bit expensive, but she found the price worth it, especially when she had been shown such great hospitality.

As she was nearly done preparing breakfast, Seiri heard a crash coming from Kakashi's room before a voice rang through the house swearing. She giggled to herself softly. Then a few moments later, his door opened and a groggy, silver haired mess emerged into the hallway behind her.

"You don't have to do that, you know," Kakashi said, rubbing his head.

"You wouldn't let me help at all last night so I figured I would make breakfast this morning," She replied.

"Well, it does smell good."

"Thank you," she hummed appreciatively, though focusing on finishing cooking the last few items, "What was that crash, if it's alright to ask?"

Kakashi groaned as he took a seat on a stool at his island counter. "I fell out of bed. And in an attempt to save myself, I grabbed my desk chair but if fell on me instead."

Seiri held in from laughing but said nothing, it was the best she could do. He didn't seem to notice that she was holding it in either, much to her delight. To him she probably just looked as if her expression was blank, or almost compassionate. But not too much.

Breakfast was ready not minutes after that. Seiri made Kakashi a plate stacked with the food, then made one for herself. It was quiet yet again, but every now and then she would hear Kakashi mumbling about how delicious the food was. She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face.

Seiri swung her cloak over her shoulders and tied it around her neck, then pulled her boots on. It was past noon and she needed to be going. She didn't want to overstay her welcome. Standing up, she attached all her weapon holsters and slung her sword-string attached at both ends of the scabbard to work as a strap-over her shoulder, making sure it was beneath her cloak, only the sword hilt visible from behind her head. She began walking towards the door when she felt eyes on her back. She turned around to see Kakashi staring at her.

"You're leaving?" He asked.

"I have to. And besides, I wouldn't want to take advantage of your generosity," Seirir replied with a faint smile.

"Without even saying good-bye?"

She rolled her golden eyes to the heavens. "Goodbye, Kakashi. Thank you for everything." Then she became serious. She couldn't voice her next thoughts about telling Kakashi to be on guard for a while. If anyone had been tailing her then someone could have seen Kakashi helping her. But if she told him that, she would have to explain herself further and also explain why she lied to him. No, she didn't want to do that.

"You're welcome here any time," he said, pulling her out of deep thought.

"That's very kind of you, but unnecessary."

"The offer stands."

"I keep that in mind."

Seiri then turned towards the door once again and opened it and left. She picked up Jun from the stables and then saddled him before mounting and starting to ride off. She barely got that far from Konoha's gates before twenty of her old comrades appeared in front of her.

Her only thought was of Yehvon's safety, and that of his sister.