This chapter is pretty long, I'm sorry if that's bothersome, there's just this flashback I can't edit out. Enjoy 3

Chapter 13: Shh! My Secret Mission; A Hunt, A Chase And My Secret Second First Kiss!

"Yeazakura, I understand you've been trying to adjust. We expect your mission report in the next 5 weeks, that should be enough time for you to note every detail. Try to remember as much as you can." The Hokage had picked up his pipe and relit it.

"Uhm, about that 'remembering'. I can't remember that much, I mean, I can suddenly remember what happened 14 years ago over breakfast... But the mission is somewhat blurry."

Ibiki turned to her in his seat, motioning her to sit down. "We knew that would happen, trauma does that to you. I'm quite surprised you're still alive to be honest, I don't think I would've survived Iwa-torture. I'm proud of you Musume-chan, you're a real interrogation nin."

Yeazakura smiled, her eyes radiated true happiness, "Ibiki-sempai, I never really understood why you call me Musume-chan..."

"Because whenever you couldn't rely on your father, I was there for you. It started when you accidentally called me Chichi-san."

"Cell 7, you and your sensei will accompany this 'stranger' and bring back a criminal, covertly. A fugitive that's hiding in a border village."

"Hai Hokage!"

"You will leave tomorrow and are expected there within 3 days, be careful on your way back though. Take the time you need, he's said to be very dangerous." As the squad bowed, Kakashi received the mission scroll, tucking it away in his vest.

"Ane-chan, do you need anything from your room?" Yeazakura looked down at the girl, stopping in her tracks. "I know that even though father isn't there, you don't want to stop by."

"That's not it Sakura-chan, I would if I could. But the Hokage forbade me to contact family except for you. At least until after this mission."

The Genin nodded and wanted to turn on heel to walk on, but as the blue haired Jounin stopped her she whispered in her ear, "Bring back the diary underneath the loose floorboard in my closet, the one you've been trying to unlock is a dummy."

She looked up in shock, then shook off the thought. Her older sister knew those things by just looking at you, she always has.

As Yeazakura sat on his bed, the man rummaged through some drawers. She laid down on her stomach as she read the mission scroll, "Kakashi, have you read the mission details?"

She tried to stifle a laugh in her voice as she received a denying answer.

"Why? Does it say we need to cross-dress?"

"Worse, we have to pretend we're married and that your Genin are our kids."

"What?! You have to be kidding me!" His hands stopped rummaging the drawers and snatched the scroll from her hands, his eye frantically searched for any words stating that detail. As Yeazakura slipped from his attention she gently glided to his dresser and ruffled through the drawers herself.

"I still don't know what kind of guy you are Kakashi, you have tightie whities, boxers and boxer-briefs..." she exclaimed holding up a pair of his underwear. As his arms grabbed her waist and pulled her up, and against him, she yelped and the underwear dropped from her hands to the floor, "My underwear is not your business, so buzz off."

He dragged her away from the dresser and dropped her on his bed.

"Ha, your underwear is all my business... I still have quite a few of yours in my closet." she said as he lay down next to her, "You mean the one your sister is going through?"

"Oh dear..."

"Iruka-sensei, if you were her first kiss, how is Kakashi-sensei related into this?" the boy said, he had stuffed his pack with instant ramen, now it failed to close.

"Kakashi is- was the reason, why she and I broke up... I always thought he was also the reason why she left, but, you'll just have to ask her to tell the story when you set up camp or something." The Chuunin sat on the windowsill, looking at the boy packing, he wondered why he never taught him that. The pack was ready to explode at the seams, "All done!"

"Don't forget your sleeping bag..." the Chuunin said, the boy groaned, he emptied the back and restarted packing.

"The mission scroll said nothing about us having to pretend we're married." he said as he held her against him.

"Then what did the scroll say?"

"It said that you, me and the genin need to be able to work covert and mingle."

"Meaning that we might have to go undercover as a couple with kids. It's the most suitable cover, it's that simple Kakashi." He smiled as he looked down at her. With her smug eyes closed he planted a kiss on her forehead. "Then what do we do with our weapons?"

She smiled as she opened her eyes at him, "We hide them just as good as you hide your face, about that... You might want to bring along a scarf, or sprout a beard."

"What about you?"

"I'm a woman, I'll just bring along my fan with serrated edges and hidden blades." He looked at her with his eyebrow raised, "Don't you remember what your father did to it?"

She narrowed her eyes and cursed under her breath as she remembered her father had destroyed it in front of her... Telling her she'd never become a lady, nor a decent Kunoichi.

"Well we can't get caught using henge jutsus, might as well storm through the village beating everyone up."

As they walked into the living room, he stopped by the bookshelf and quickly ran his finger past the titles. He picked out the one that was upside down and stuffed it in his pocket, "You're going to read that, during the mission, perhaps even in public?"

"Of course... Where would you read it?" he retorted.

"Well, I don't know... The privacy of my own house, preferably the bedroom?" As she said this he had stepped closer to her, leaning in at her ear, "Is that a suggestion, Kura-chan?"

She blushed lightly at his whisper, but wildly at the heat that his body transferred onto hers. "Why are you so attractive?" she said whilst frowning and sighing at his comment. "Besides, I'm here now, you don't need that anymore. Right?"

"Well well sensei, so it seems this woman does you good. You're on time, two days in a row." Sasuke said as he smirked at the man.

"Very funny kids, let's just get to the walking alright?" As Kakashi let the two boys fight for the lead, he himself walked in the middle with the Haruno sisters behind him. Sakura pulled out a reddish book with a white circle from her pouch and handed it to her sister, "Ane-chan, I just have one question, whose male-underwear was in your closet?"

The moment Kakashi heard this he snickered, trying his best to stifle his laughs, "Well, Sakura-chan... Those belong to this guy I dated, don't worry, they're clean."

"I noticed that, but they smelled like cinnamon and dogs. Though I only remember you dating one guy that came over a lot, secretly. And he looked a lot like Kakashi-sensei." Yeazakura bit her lip, should she tell? "That's because he was that guy..."

"Ehh?! You mean I touched my sensei's underwear?! Disgusting!" the girl screamed as she tried to rub the feeling from her hands. Kakashi turned his head around and said, "Your sister doesn't seem to think that way, she had her hands all over my underwear this morning!"

"Kakashi, stop tormenting the girl!" Yeazakura tried to cover the girl's ears in vain and brushed her fingers through the pink hair.

Suddenly, the two boys had stopped and waited for the others to catch up.

"Boys, something wrong?" The man eyed their smirks.

"Nothing sensei, we were just wondering if Onee-san could resume her story?" Naruto looked slyly at the female jounin, who looked at Kakashi from the corner of her eyes. "Naruto, can't you wait till we've set up camp?" Kakashi said.

"It's okay Kakashi, it beats walking and small talk. It doesn't matter until we reach the vicinity of Kuni Iriguchi. Though, where did I leave off?"

"You and Iruka kissed." Kakashi muttered under his breath, it wasn't really an indicator of where she had left off, more like an indicator that the kiss still bothered him. She had to swallow hard though, she had almost mistaken his mutter as a reference to more recent kiss she shared with Iruka. Yeazakura took out the little red and white book, and opened it on a marked page, "Right. About a week after that kiss…

Iruka and I started going out together, it was something that happened, we never really discussed it. We were together and we were a couple, we never said we were but the way we acted slightly gave it away. Slightly is a huge understatement in this case, because people looked so happy at us as it seemed we looked really happy too. Don't get me wrong, Iruka was and still is a great guy I guess, but I never felt happy-happy. I felt like I was missing something, something that ANBU guy took from me, something the arrogant little boy stole. Even though I appeared real happy, it was a masquerade that I tried to keep up.

Another year had passed and I was 14 now, we'd been a something for a little over 12 months, but I just felt confused and alone for a year. My pattern at home didn't change, only slightly as my two year old sister took all the attention from my father. I was happy for that, but when he got the chance he'd hit me worse than ever. I never showed or told Iruka about the new scars and wounds, and we never swam again. One day he asked me to the Sakura-festival in Crater City, even though I didn't really wanted to I went. I didn't want to go because I had the feeling 'he' would be there, and I was right. I not only recognised his mask, his hair wasn't easy to miss either. When I saw him I felt like I was drowning, his ANBU uniform leaving just enough for my imagination. I assumed he was there to keep the crowds in check, security stuff.

From one moment to the other I lost Iruka in the crowd, I couldn't find him anywhere and I started to panic. I couldn't really handle crowds that well. But suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder leading me to freedom, as I looked at the owner of the hand I gasped slightly. He looked like the arrogant little boy but in an ANBU uniform without a porcelain mask, though his body revealed he wasn't a little boy. "Are you alright? I saw you were panicking back there."

"I-I'm fine now, thank you very much." I bowed and tried to get away from him and his body, but his hand on my arm stopped me.

"It's not the real reason why I pulled you aside."

"Then w-what is?" I started to stutter, reminding myself to calm down. "I remembered your hair from somewhere, 4 years ago you sneaked onto a class picture didn't you?"

"It wasn't my idea! It was my friend's idea! That way he'd have all his friends on one picture he said!" I quickly defended myself, the picture was a stupid idea of Obito, though now I did have a picture of me, him and the arrogant little boy I really liked... Maybe not such a stupid idea after all. He smiled at me, though his fabric mask only wrinkled to show a thin line, "It's alright, I really like that picture thanks to you. You brought some color into it."

I stopped trying to get away and stepped back towards him, "I've been trying to talk to you anyway, ever since that photo."

"You have? Why?"

I heard him laugh softly, "I know you've liked me since forever, Yeazakura-san."

I froze, how did he know my name?

"But I've been a fool for not noticing it earlier..." I saw his eye staring at me and his posture changed as well, he leaned in towards my ear and whispered something. All I could think of though was that he suddenly liked me for my body, I hoped he could prove me wrong. "I heard you broke my record on the Jounin exams, it takes a lot of training and skill to do that."

My skills, he praised me for my skills? "You're kidding right? I sucked at the Jounin exams, I'm a terrible ninja. Ask my father..."

I turned away from him and wanted to walk on, but he stopped me as he placed his hands on my shoulders from behind. Again he leaned in, his masked lips brushed against my ear as he whispered, "I recognise a great ninja when I see one, you were faster than me, threw kunai more precise than me. You even aced the interrogation section."

I looked away from him, "I was only able to pass it nicely that time, because I failed twice before. I know the exam like the back of my hand."

He slowly turned me around to face him, "Which is good, it only means you keep progressing..."

We kept talking like that for about an hour, and still Iruka was nowhere to be seen. The festival was slowly coming to a halt as the last song played, a slow song. I saw a lot of couples suddenly shuffle on the town square, suddenly missing Iruka. He saw the look in my eyes as I watched the dancing couples, he took my hand, "Would you like to dance, Yeazakura-chan?"

Even though I was wearing a mask as well he saw my huge smile, I nodded all too gladly as he then led me to the music. As we danced I felt like I was walking on air, he held me so gently I started to think I was made of porcelain. Suddenly he pulled me close as the crowd started to thicken, he then said, "Why is such a pretty girl like you all alone at this festival?"

"I'm not alone,"

"Yet you can't really say he's your boyfriend?" He was right, I couldn't. He never asked me to be his girlfriend and I never asked him, I wasn't even sure if it was going somewhere, "True,"

"You would've said no then, when I asked you to dance, right?" I looked up at him, there was something about his voice that kept me close. Slowly the crowd faded from my mind, the music fell to the background, I swore I saw a twinkle in his eye... And it looked a bit like me.

Suddenly the music died out and people started to clap and cheer, except for us. He still held me close, suddenly he slipped his mask down and mine as well, 'He's fast...' I thought to myself. As the crowd was still roaring he kissed me, making me forget about everything else in the world. As we kissed I forgot my father, my wounds and scars. I forgot the pain I had in my heart, the missions I passed but the exams I failed. As we kissed, I even forgot Iruka... And when I remember upon it any day, it still hurts me that I did that. From the bottom of my heart I hoped he wasn't watching, but the whole of my heart wanted to kiss the ANBU and tear his clothes apart."

"Ane-chan, ew! Why did you want to do that?"

She smiled at the girl besides her before her eyes looked up at the Jounin on her other side, "It's what you call, in the heat of the moment. Between him and me... It happened a lot." Kakashi looked aside into her eyes, he slowly took her hand and said, "It happened this morning as well..."

"Sensei! Gross!" Sakura couldn't handle it anymore and ran towards Sasuke, though Naruto slowed down his pace until he walked next to Yeazakura. "Onee-san, who is that ANBU guy again?" The look on his face was priceless, Yeazakura tried to hold back her laughs biting her lip, as she kept looking at his eyes she couldn't stand it. She laughed wholehearted as her hands flew to her face, happy tears sprung to the corners of her eyes as she stumbled forward. Kakashi moved to her old spot, still walking in place, he placed his on top of Naruto's head and gently ruffled his hair, "Sensei, can you tell me who the ANBU guy was?" The man smiled, "Sure Naruto, but first we have to set up camp, it's getting dark."

Chapter 14: Shh! The First Night Camping With Lovely Love Confessions!

'I've got a bad feeling about this mission, there's something, someone waiting for me at the destination of our journey... I'm not sure it's a good thing that I'm not alone, I might have to go undercover by myself. But do I want to?'

As the sun slowly set, the ninja had found a secluded open area. With the tents set and ready, water gathered, all that was left to do was lit the fire. But you need firewood for a fire, "Ane-chan, why haven't the boys returned yet? They left 20 minutes ago..."

Sakura looked worried into the direction they went.

"I'm not sure, Kakashi, could you go check on them?" The silver haired Jounin nodded and jumped into the trees, leaving the girls in the growing dark. The woman sat down on an old tree trunk, bringing out the red and white diary, "You know Sakura-chan, this book holds a lot of memories from when you were young... From when I was young."

She stepped closer to the woman, sitting down herself, "Did you write everything down?"

"Everything up until I left Konoha, every heartbreak and tear, every laugh, scream and fear."

The man jumped from the tree onto the grass, his eye slowly searching for the boys. As he looked through some bushes, he spotted the boys squatted on the grass. So it seemed they were whispering instead of gathering, but as he looked further behind them he saw a large quantity of dry wood.

"Sasuke, you think we're going to get to see his face this time?"

"We have to, we've been trying for months now..." the gloomy boy said, he then smirked, "You know, I wanna see her face as well."

"You mean Onee-san's? She's really pretty..." the blond had a very casual tone as he said this.

"What? You mean you've seen her face?!" Again, the blond had a very casual tone as he shrugged his shoulders, "Yeah, her mask isn't that big of a deal for her... She just doesn't like to share her scars."

"Maybe we'll get to see both their faces..." Sasuke said as he rubbed his chin.

"How the hell do you think that'll that happen?"

"We just have to make them kiss..." Naruto chuckled, "Yeah right, she'd never kiss sensei!"

"Why do you think that?"

"I don't know, for instance, they'd have to get intimate. Meaning comfortable, not really easy with kids around."

"Right, right... We'll have to talk to Sakura about this..." The Jounin smiled to himself, they might get together for the night. "We might be able to force them to share a tent!"

"Sasuke, only god and Jiraiya know what would happen!"

As her finger traced the glued memories, she awed at the pictures in the book, "Wow, I see you always wanted to become an interrogation nin... why's that?"

"I always wanted to know the darkest deepest secrets of people, what better way than studying the person himself? In the training, I learned how to read a body, lips... Even persuading people."

"I guess that came in handy sometime right?" The sisters laughed and smiled, the first time ever about something mature. Only remembering happy memories at silly things, childish things. "Sakura, what do you want to become?"

"Well, a ninja... Isn't that obvious?"

"No, what kind? In what field do you want to specialise?" After pondering minutes, a few frowns on her face she came to a conclusion, "I wanna become a medical nin."

"And I'm happy for that otoumo-chan, that's great! But why do you want that?"

"So I can help people and make them better." The woman ran her fingers through the long pink hair of her sister,

"As long as you remember, not even the best medical nin can mend a broken heart." The girl nodded, then questioned why her sister was suddenly taking off her shirt. "If you really want to become a medical nin, you'll have to learn the basics first. You can watch how your sensei replaces my bandages, ask him anything what seems odd to you."

"Why are you letting Kakashi-sensei do that? Isn't that a bit weird?"

"Why would that be weird?" Sakura seemed to have trouble getting this past her lips,

"After all that happened, with you, Iruka-sensei and him... You leaving so suddenly? How did he come to forgive so easily you like that? I had expected more, uneasiness."

Yeazakura looked away, as she frowned she continued, "Well, it was Iruka who almost couldn't forgive me... He needed someone to persuade him. Even then, I think he let me off too easily. All it took were a few tears, some grovelling in the dirt, twice... All in one night. I would've let myself pay longer, harder... To re-earn that trust and respect again."

The Jounin had enough of this, he stepped from the shrubs looking at her, "You're being too harsh on yourself..."

She looked up at him, with an honest blush and unsure smile.

With the fire started and the sun gone completely now, the boys had scattered around the tree trunk, close to their companions. "Now Sakura, I don't want to frighten you with my scars. They may be too much for you to handle, my wounds... Not all of them are recent."

The girl nodded shakily, her palms were sweaty as she watched her sensei undo the bandages from her sister. His arms going around her waist and chest, their skin touching as he came close to her neck. And her sister didn't seem to mind, were they closer than she thought? She still found it gross that her sensei used to date her sister, since he was nineteen and she only sixteen. And that was when she left Konoha, when they met, he was seventeen... In Sakura's eyes a bit old for a fourteen year-old girl. As he sat behind the woman on the trunk, the girl peered over his shoulder from his side, "Kakashi-sensei, those look like... Burn wounds."

He sighed with remorse, "Yes Sakura-chan, but those are the old ones." Yeazakura looked away, still the girl could see the pain in her eyes, her sensei continued,

"Those were the wounds that wouldn't heal on their own, I had to singe them shut with a hot piece of metal. Medical nins use a jutsu which doesn't hurt mostly, it relieves pain."

As he replaced the bloodied gauze with fresh new ones, he noticed something shiny in the larger gash, something he hadn't noticed before.

"Yeazakura, bite your tongue. This is going to hurt." he said, the young woman braced herself, her knuckles almost white when he tugged at it. She literally bit her tongue as he pulled a shard from the long wound. With one last tug it came from her back, Yeazakura groaned releasing her breath and pain. As the Jounin looked at it, it was a shard of glass roughly the size of a small shuriken. Though flatter of course. The woman was now panting from the pain, fresh blood seeped from the wound. Sakura looked estranged and quite grossed out at the shard, then at her back nearly passing out. The Jounin's eye flashed, he held back both anger and sadness as he threw the shard into the fire. Yeazakura gathered her breath, "At times like these Sakura, we could indeed use a medical ninja."

The girl looked into her sister's eyes, pain galore, as well as sadness and experience.

Her drowsy eyes threatened to fall closed, with her head on his shoulder she peered into the fire. He gently had his arms around her waist, making sure she wouldn't topple over. Though it was still early and the boys were bustling, they asked her to continue the story. "Kakashi, hand me my journal could you?"

As he picked up the little red and white book, he noticed the edge of the bookmark seemed very familiar. He opened it on the marked page, slowly smiling at the picture. The only picture in existence that featured him and Yeazakura, without masks. He handed her the book as he kissed her head, "This part was rough for me...

It was at least a week after the festival that I had finally seen Iruka, though he didn't want to see me or speak with me. He avoided me for such a long time, I couldn't understand. It was then that Kurenai told me, he had seen me and Kakashi."

"Kakashi?! You mean you kissed Kakashi-sensei? Sasuke, it might be easier than we thought!"

"Shut up moron! Yeazakura, please continue."

The girl frowned at the boys, what were they planning? "Tough he only saw us talking, he left shortly after that, not being able to take any more. It was Anko though, who told him we kissed, she'd do anything to get him for herself. But he knew that, and even after we 'broke up', he never looked her way. But in that week, Kakashi was out on a mission, and as Iruka kept avoiding me I felt extra lonely. I had no team, they died in the wars, my other friends had their families and missions. I was denied missions by my father, to him it seemed I had enough 'fun' and needed to work on the house, cleaning and such. It pained me to know nobody else knew about the way I hurt, the scars I received weren't ones I could be proud of. The only one who knew and understood decided to ignore me, though he didn't even know all of it. He assumed it had stopped when my sister was born, but from then it only became less frequent, yet way more brute. I felt like I was done, I wanted to die. I had lost my 'boyfriend', I had a 'fling', one scumbag parent, one 'parent' addicted to alcohol, and a sibling I had to raise. Even though I wanted to die I knew I couldn't, being familiar with pain it was something I rather avoided, and if I would pass, who would take care of my sister?"

She looked at Sakura and smiled slightly, now it was clear to the boys why she was so special to Sakura.

"The week had passed and I was watching the sun rise, I had pulled a one-nighter, again. It was the only way I could finish cleaning the house in silence, and silence was nice. The outer world didn't seem to know my father's loud voice, his tough fists. They only knew the strong, persistent bookworm, a smart hardworking Shinobi. That night was also the night Kakashi would return, I had hoped to talk to him about my father. I made sure everyone was still asleep as I left silently, in the dawn I sprinted to the one place. The first place he would go to in the morning, the last place he would be in the night. I walked up to him and stopped, I noticed he had brought flowers and placed them upon the stone... Something I always forgot.

"Yeazakura, you look so tired. Are you alright?" he said as he looked at me, I tried to smile though it failed. My mask wrinkled in such a sad way, he could see the wear and tear caused by my tears.

"Yeazakura-chan," he suddenly hugged me, his arms across my wounded back. I grunted at his firm hug, the wounds still fresh, he quickly released me, "are you alright?"

"I'm fine..." My second attempt at a smile failed miserably, he brushed aside a lock of my hair. As he looked into my eyes, he saw the redness from the tears. He cupped my face so gently, it felt vulnerable, "Did somebody hurt you? Who did it?"

The way his voice sounded, I never heard a man's voice so concerned over me. It drew tears to my eyes, "My father,"

I couldn't breath anymore, the tears were breaking me up again as I thought to how he had hit me the past week. I hugged him dearly, I hugged him so tight I never wanted to let go. As his hands gently ran through my long blue hair, I sobbed into his shirt.

That morning at the monument I told him everything about my father, as we sat there I watched his eye widen several times as I stared into it, indefinitely falling in love. The way he held me made me feel so safe, I've never felt so safe in someone's arms. I slowly wanted to drift asleep in them, listening to his heartbeat. He gently woke me, whispering my name, "Yeazakura-chan, it might be time to go home... it's almost 9."

I looked up at him, clutching his shirt, "No, I can't go back there! Everywhere but there..."

He hushed me back to a frail sleep, placing my head back on his chest. I felt like I was going crazy, I was letting my emotions get to me and it was taking its toll. I couldn't control anything anymore, I lost my concentration quickly and I couldn't think of anything else than, this. Being with Kakashi and feeling his arms around me, it made me feel whole. I lost the want to die, but I gained the want to love and be loved. After he had seen the wounds on my back he told me he could wrap them up at his house. I was happy for that, I didn't want to tell a doctor or a medical nin. They don't care much for doctor-patient confidentiality, the Hokage had the right to know everything.

He gently placed me on his bed, his huge soft fluffy bed. All I had was a futon on the cold hard floor... I sighed as I let the softness and comfort take me over, "I'll go grab the first-aid kit."

As I laid there on my stomach I took in his scent, now slowly seeping into my clothes and hair. I sighed contently at the soft aromas in the air, then suddenly a strange smell came into range. I opened my eyes as I felt something crawl onto the bed, suddenly in front of me sat a dog. He looked into my eyes very silently, he didn't breath hard, he didn't make dog noises or whatever. He just looked at me, "Yoh."

My eyes widened, a talking dog? First toads, now dogs? "I see you're one of Kakashi's friends, how did you get dragged into this?"

"Pakkun, leave her alone. Yeazakura, take your shirt off..."

"Oh-oh, now he's getting bossy. Watch out girlfriend." Girlfriend, nobody ever said that to me... The little dog waddled off of the bed, now I felt a bigger presence crawling towards me. I forced myself to sit up, hesitantly I took off my shirt, facing him with my back. My back wasn't as bad back then as it is now, so he slowly ran his fingers between some wounds down my spine, "Last time made it so bad, I can't even wear a bra."

I slightly chuckled, I tried to be airy about it like always, but around him, it was hard to deny my emotions. I couldn't see his eye, but his sigh was concerned, worried maybe sad?

Very slowly, I felt droplets fall onto my back, pour into every wound. It felt nice, a light burning sensation yet numbing the wounds, "What is it that you're pouring on?"

"It's alcohol, to disinfect the wounds."

"You're pouring sake onto my wounds?"

He chuckled, "No, different kind of alcohol... Doesn't it hurt?" I shrugged my shoulders, "The skin on my back is kind of numbed lately..."

He proceeded in silence for concentration, I was just too afraid to talk. I looked around his room, at his headstand I saw a picture. Him, Obito, Rin and their sensei, little did he know I had that picture too... A copy of Obito's. Suddenly I felt his arms around me, I blushed as he was so close to me. Only now I realised I was half naked, in a boy's room! I suddenly felt my body grow quite warm, but then his arms left, again they came back and left. I looked down to see him wrap bandages around my stomach, covering every inch. He carefully, not too tightly covered my chest as well. He was so gentle, I wondered if he had an angel's touch. As he finished wrapping me up, I felt him lean his chin on my shoulder. I tried not to turn my head since he was close to my face, my body grew hot again which he felt. He gently hugged me from behind, making sure he didn't had contact with my back. I felt so tired, my eyes started to droop as I yawned. He took the shirt from my hands and tossed it on the floor, with his arms around me again I felt that he was shirtless as well. If I wasn't so tired, I would've blushed. We slowly descended onto our sides as he pulled up the covers, falling asleep together, his body gently around mine protecting me from harm.

At the end of the morning I knew, this crush developed to something bigger, at the cost of a friendship though..."

The boys had an enlightened look on their faces, as Sakura's was immeasurably sad. Her voice had slowly died out as her eyes closed, Kakashi took the book from her hand and stuffed it in his pocket. He was slowly rocking her, cradling her further into sleep. His voice was so silent as he whispered, "Boys, you take care of the fire, Sakura, you'll have to take the third tent tonight if you don't mind. I need to keep an eye on her for now."

All nodded and scurried off, Kakashi slowly picked her up, making sure his arm wasn't hurting her back. With his other arm underneath her legs he carried her into their tent, placing her gently in their joined sleeping bags. He removed her pouches and his own, then turned to the stirring girl,

"Kakashi,"

she slowly opened her eyes, "read to me?"

"From your diary?" She shook her head, pointing at her own pouch she whispered something. He took out an orange little book, opening it on the marked page, "He pushed through the massive crowd of people, he had to reach her... The moment he saw her eyes, he saw the panic. She had lost someone dear, now alone she couldn't move on. He guided her from the crowd and calmed her, his arms cradled away her pain as his fingers brushed away the tears. She accepted the hug, enjoying his warmth and caring, forgetting her scars."

He looked up to see her fallen asleep, he put away the book and laid down himself, close to her being. Closing up the bag around them, he slipped his arm around her waist, and pulled her back into his protective cage.