Kakashi talked Seiri into staying with him a bit longer, even though she protested that it would be better for her to leave. Eventually, she walked back with him to his house, giving Jun back to the stables and then placing all her stuff back on Kakashi's couch. She told him that she should probably go explain things to the Hokage, especially with all the bodies she left that their scouts would no doubt see. She had wanted to give them a basic burial, not that they deserved it, but she couldn't bring herself to look at the carnage she had caused. Kakashi insisted he would take care of it for her, explain it all to Tsunade, and he wanted her to get some rest.

Seiri, while feeling a little uneasy about letting someone else handle her problems, didn't complain. Her muscles ached and her body felt fatigued beyond anything she had felt before. She was exhausted from it all. Her mind also tormenting her about killing her master who she had loved like a father, and then a young girl who had almost been her apprentice.

Kakashi returned almost two hours after he had left to go talk to the Hokage. He walked in the front door to find Seiri asleep. Though, it was fitful and she had fallen off the couch at some point and was now curled into a ball on the floor. Her teeth were clenched and her hands were shaking. Her dreams riddled with her actions, with the murders she had committed, twisting and churning into nightmares she couldn't escape.

Kakashi picked Seiri up, cradling her in his arms, and walked into his room, setting her down on his bed and pulling the covers over her. He then left the room, after shutting the door, and walked to sit in an arm chair. His meeting with the Hokage went well, though Tsunade had questioned him relentlessly about every aspect of the situation. She even accepted the fact that Kakashi was having Seiri stay with him. Nodded the whole time, taking in the information. She accepted what had happened and sent word for ANBU to clean up the site. Though, she planned to have someone do a little digging into the Priests and their background.

A few hours later, Seiri woke up. She found herself in Kakashi's bed, soft and pillow topped so she sunk into it. She looked around curiously, wondering why she was in his room. She mentally shrugged but didn't move to get up, not wanting to remove herself from the comfort. She had nothing to do anyway. The only thing left for her was to make sure she stayed hidden. No doubt, after her recent murders, the Priests would believe she had moved on to a new place. Logically, it made sense. Why stay in the same place one committed a crime? Though the smart thing, in this case, was to stay in the area. And the Order was never very clever when it came to things like that. She would be safe, for now. But if she wanted to truly escape that organization, she would have to kill the Judge.

Yasuo.

'That should be easy,' she thought sarcastically. Then she heard the creak of Kakashi's bedroom door as it opened. The silver haired ninja came through with a tray of food and looked at her, smiling. He set the tray on a nearby side table and then sat down on the edge of the bed.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Awful, but better than before," Seiri replied honestly.

"I'm glad." Silence followed, and Seiri could tell he wanted to say something more but the words never came.

"Something on your mind?" she asked.

"Actually, yes. The Hokage wants to know if you would like to join ranks with the ANBU. She thinks that you would have potential there and it would make use of your talents." Then he tilted his head and looked to the side, hesitantly adding, "And it would allow her to keep an eye on you. She believes your story, but... it's good to be cautious when you don't know someone that well, right?"

"ANBU?" Seiri questioned, disregarding his last statement. She wasn't offended by it, the words rang true. She would expect anyone to do the same in the Hokage's position.

"They're our Black Ops. They take care of the more… delicate and difficult situations. Not unlike what you used to do already. Only we're not heartless."

Kakashi eyes widened, realizing what he just said and knowing he couldn't take it back.

Again, Seiri dismissed the hurtful-though obvious-statement. The Priests were heartless. However, she was more intrigued by something else he had said, "'We're'? Are you apart of the ANBU, Kakashi?"

He rubbed his neck sheepishly, "I used to be, but now I have to take care of a team. Full of three children who think they know everything…"

"Don't they always? Every kid I used to know when they first came into the organization to become Priests thought they knew everything. They were scared, mind you, but they had that rebellious glint in their eyes that you know is going to cause trouble for you later on."

"Ah, adolescence."

Seiri smiled as she sat up from her laying position. "But as for a position in the ANBU, I'd think I'd like to join. I bet they have better morals than the Priests, anyway. And... I think it would do me good to continue to be a part of something. I don't know any other kind of life."

"When it comes to morals, it always depends on who's leading. But, Lady Tsuande is a remarkable Hokage. A bit of a gambling problem, but she has a good heart.."

"Good enough for me."

"I'll go tell the Hokage then." Kakashi got up and walked over to the door but then stopped. "Unless you'd want to come with me?"

Seiri smiled and got out of bed. "Sure, why not?"

In the Hokage's office, they discussed the terms of Seiri becoming and ANBU. She was required to be ready for any unexpected mission call and also to be discreet while carrying out any tasks. The ANBU were more than just ninja, they were a stealthy, secretive group. People knew about them, but never to any full extent. Unless, someone had privileged access to such knowledge.

The red head agreed to everything Lady Tsunade stated, and was then given a mask and a headband with the Village Leaf symbol on it. Seiri thanked her for it before leaving and heading back to Kakashi's house with the silver haired man himself. Though, that statement seemed a little humorous to her now, only because, at Kakashi's suggestion, she now had to think of his house at her home too.

No longer just his, but also hers.

As they neared the building and memories stirred in Seiri's mind about the fight she had had not even twenty four hours ago, a thought came to her. A terrible thought. A horrible remembrance of something she shouldn't have forgotten. Her blood flushed from her body and she felt abnormally cold, her skin growing pale.

She forgot completely about the assassin Isamu…