-Does a dance- FINALS ARE DONE! So here's a chapter to celebrate!

Tamori's eyes softened, watching Kakashi and Kamiko stare at the KIA memorial. "Sensei," she muttered softly, gaining his attention. "I would greatly appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone anything that you've learned today." Her eyes tore from him and turned to Kamiko, "I can only protect them so much…"

Kakashi turned to Kamiko and smiled, "Your secrets are safe." Tamori gave a soft nod, noticing Kamiko's focused eyes; knowing to take her leave. "She's not shy anymore,"Kakashi stated quietly as he looked at the young girl.

Kamiko gave a bitter smile, "She felt that you were threatening to us," Kamiko giggled softly, "She does have a bad side; one even Naruto-sensei wouldn't mess with." Kamiko smiled as a chuckle escaped her lips, "She'll be shy again next time you see her, just watch." Kakashi was silent, gaining Kamiko's attention, "Something besides Tamori-chan is on your mind?"

His hands clenched in his side as his eyes closed, his mind searching for the words, "Is it Miss Haruno?" Kamiko stared up at him with confused eyes, "She's been on your mind again."

Kakashi was silent as he was left with his thoughts, "I don't know what to do," he muttered to himself, "or even what to think."

Kamiko chuckled, "So you've missed a few things, did you expect things to stay the same over so many years?" Kakashi's head lowered making Kamiko's eyes widen. "Kakashi-sensei!" she scolded, "When you last saw her, she was 16 and at war. She's twenty now, a real woman who is well known in the village. She was bound to change." His eyes became sharp focusing on the stone once again. Kamiko rolled her eyes, "You know, you're stuck in the past."

His head turned to her, brow raising in confusion, "I send you to a genjutsu and you dream of a dead teammate. Now, you're here with a woman who's willing to do almost anything to get you back to where you're comfortable." Her eyes sharpened, "She's willing to help, let her. You have to get used to them growing up."

Kakashi chuckled, "For someone so young, you know a lot."

"I know that Sakura-san has numerous ways of healing your Sharingan. I know that she's been fighting for you for years while you've never noticed her," Kamiko stood up with a soft smile, patting the man's shoulder as she walked past, "and I know that she's waiting for you to be ready and willing for this change."

Kakashi gave a forlorn smile under his mask as the stared at the stone. Finding Rin's name was never hard for the silver haired man. His eyes softened, "Rin, what would you do if you were here? Would you be telling me the same thing; that I need to be healed?"

Silence answered him, almost letting him down. "You cant leave until you're healed," Iruka's soft voice called from behind him, "You know that." Kakashi gave a nod, his hands finding their way into his pockets, "So even if it's just for you to return back to normal, you're going to need Sakura-chan." Iruka was quiet, hoping that his friend would understand. "You have few days until Sakura-chan will ask to see you."

Iruka left without a word from Kakashi, knowing that even if he had it would have been vague. Kakashi was able to be alone with his thoughts once again. He needed to get away from the things that were constantly changing.

Walking back to his apartment, Kakashi's eyes scanned the village. Nothing seemed too different, a few new shops every block or so, but nothing that made him feel as lost as he did with his students. "Kakashi!" called a cheerful man, a senbon between his lips, "I heard you were back," the man grinned as he quickly took his place beside the Copy Ninja.

Having the man at his side, somehow put Kakashi at ease, "Genma," he breathed out a sigh of relief, keeping pace with the man. "You're free from missions?" he questioned

Genma's eyes widened, "Everyone is, baka," he muttered almost confused. Shaking his head, a smirk formed, "I guess you're normally in the hospital when you come home from missions, ne?" Kakashi gave a nod, urging the man to continue, "The next few weeks, everyone gets ready for the festival. Drinking, parties, lots of women," The man elbowed Kakashi playfully. "It's a holiday; everyone comes home to enjoy it."

Kakashi couldn't remember such a holiday, "I guess you're right, I normally am in the hospital." He chuckled nervously, a sweat drop falling from his head. "What's the festival for?"

Genma put his arms behind his head as he walked, "For the war, for all the lost, for us. We need time away from missions or we become mindless killing machines. So the Hokage's decided that three weeks off would do some people some good." Genma smiled at the man, "The first week we can still go on missions if we insist, but then the next two everyone's off, even medics get the last week off! They're just on call… so not really off," he muttered softly as he kept talking.

"And training?" Kakshi asked in confusion. Genma shrugged, explaining that nothing was mandatory, that it was a time of rest and meant for fun.

Kakashi chuckled seeing his companion so laid back, ready for the time off. "Come and have a drink with me!" Genma grinned as he cut Kakashi off, leading him to the closest bar. Kakashi couldn't help but follow, grinning at his companion as he pulled out his book.

"Whoa," Genma whispered as he held his head, stumbling out into the now dark streets. "I swear we weren't in there for that long!" He growled loudly as a drunken blush painted over his cheeks.

Kakashi shook his head in disbelief, draping Genma's arm around his shoulders he helped the man walk. "Only the whole day, Genma," Kakashi groaned quietly as they stumbled down the street together. Kakashi couldn't help but chuckle, it was good to be with someone who he could predict. After Kakashi had brought Genma to his home, he headed towards his own. The apartment felt so large, so dark, so… lonely. Closing his eyes he walked slowly to his room, dropping his jacket, his headband, and his shirt to the floor. All he wanted was sleep. Dropping onto his bed, he let the darkness overcome him.

Seconds passed like hours, sleep never washing over the man as he stared at the ceiling. Why cant I sleep? Kakashi groaned as he grabbed his pillow, covering his face with it. This is going to be a long night…

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto beamed as he ran through the halls of the hospital, "Since all the shinobi are back, you aren't busy right?" He called as he looked over at the medic, frustration clear on her face.

Turning around, her hand on her hip as her white coat hung behind her, Sakura's emerald eyes bore into his, groaning quietly, "Arent you supposed to be teaching or something?"

Naruto gave a toothy grin, "Come on, Sakrua-chan!" Naruto smiled happily, "Kamiko's at the library, Takemaru's mending his weapons, and Tamori's training Hinata-chan's Byakugan!" The blond was happy talking to her, even knowing how frustrated she was becoming. "Come out for ramen," he smiled as he expression changed, softening at the simple remark.

"Not today," she cooed softly as she put her clipboard down, "Today's the day all the ninja come home; I have to wait in case." Naruto gave a soft nod, understanding her reason for waiting. She turned and smiled at the aloof man standing against the wall behind her, "In case Sasuke-kun's team comes back hurt since he wasn't there." She muttered with a slight smirk on her lips, Not like he'll feel guilty, but it's worth a try.

"Hm," the man muttered as he sneered softly at the remark, knowing full well that his team would be fine. His eyes wondered over to the pair, a slight smirk playing on his lips. Watching his old team mates always made me happy; even if he wouldn't admit it. The happiness in the air, even with the bickering, was enlightening to see after all the years; all the change. "When was the last time you saw everyone?"

Sakura turned to the man, confused by the statement, "Excuse me?" she questioned, hoping he'd explain more. His eyes sharpened, letting his question be known. "About a week ago?" She whimpered in recollection as she tapped her chin.

Naruto cocked his head to the side in confusion, "Huh?" he questioned as the unspoken language flew right over his head. "You two always seem to be speaking a different language," he huffed and crossed his arms.

Sakura turned and smiled, "Sasuke-kun doesn't have a language!" She giggled, the brooding man behind her responding with a glare at her back.

"Glad to see you three haven't changed," Kakashi muttered as he walked closer, his hands in his pockets. Sasuke's eyes sharpened, crossing his arms over his chest as the ninja walked closer. Naruto and Sakura both smiled happily at the man, welcoming to his least favorite place in the world.

Naruto leaned closer, poking his sensei's cheek, "Damn, it looks like you haven't slept in days!"

Kakashi gave an irritated growl, "Not since your students fucked around with my chakra," he growled without thinking; making Naruto jump back at the dark tone. Scratching his head he smiled nervously, "Actually, I'm here to see Sakura," Sasuke's posture straightened as he got off the wall, standing behind the woman defensively, "I was told that Sakura could help with some sleeping pills?"

Sakura gave a half smile and nodded, "Oh of course!" she grabbed a notepad and pointed to a room, "Go have a seat, I just have to ask you a few questions before I give you strong medication like that," she smiled at Naruto, "And you and Sasuke-kun can both go get ready for the week's events, I'll meet you for ramen in half and hour?" Kakashi followed Sakura's finger into the room while Naruto cheered happily as he ran towards the door, calling for Sasuke. Sakura looked over her shoulder, the man standing protectively close, "Sasuke-kun, you can trust him." She whispered as he walked past her, "I do."

Sasuke gave a nod, following after Naruto silently. Sakura gave a quiet sigh, shaking her head, He'll never change. Walking into the hospital room, she smiled at the man, "So what is going on?" she smiled.

Kakashi held his head, "I haven't slept for days. Headaches, lots of headaches, and some breathing problems." Her eyes widened at the last one. Sakura leaned closer, pressing the diaphragm of her stethoscope against his chest, "Don't you need me to take off my shirt?" He grinned playfully.

Her eyes never left his chest, diligently watching the rise and fall of his chest. "I don't need to, I'm the head medic around here. Kinda know what I'm doing," she teased back. "The headaches are from the lack of sleep, as for the breathing problems… I can look into it further if you'd like," she put the stethoscope around her neck and looked at him, "When was the last time you got a decent sleep?" she questioned quietly.

"Your house," he muttered softly, her brow rising, "Because I was worn out," he carefully added seeing the confusion in her eyes.

She smiled and shook her head in slight disbelief, "Take off your mask, I need to check your airways." Her voice held no hint of a joking nature, she hadn't even looked him in the eyes when she said it.

His eyes widened, "What?" he asked as his hands began to shake. She wouldn't have asked if she didn't mean it, but I've never shown her before.

"Did I stutter?" she growled quietly as she crossed her arms across her chest, her bust becoming more enlarged by the action.

"I thought you were the best medic and didn't need that stuff…" he whimpered nervously as he held his hands up in protest.

Sakura's eyes softened, "Kakashi, this sleeping thing could be the start of something more serious with your sharingan, so please?" She whimpered. He couldn't help but stare into her beseeching eyes, glistening with concern as she begged him for the one thing he had hid from his students for years. She shook her head, "We've known each other for eight years and you still don't trust me to see your face," she muttered to herself in disbelief.

Kakashi felt his heart sink, Guilt really works for her. He took a deep breath, slowly tugging down his mask. Her eyes widened, it had really been that easy. Emerald green eyes scanned over his face in astonishment. She knew many scars would cover the elite ninja's body, but there was not a flaw on the man's face. Kakashi was actually quite attractive. She smiled as she moved closer to examine him, hoping that the smile would put him at ease. His whole body tensed, his eyes focusing on her expression as a way of telling what she was thinking; when she smiled, his body only became more on edge.

"W-What are you doing?" He questioned as she reached up to cup his face. Her fingertips burned at his skin, the warmth she held. Kakashi watched as she parted her lips, a slow deep breath escaping as her hands fell to his knees. With wide eyes he watched her push his knees apart, standing between them. "Sakura?" he questioned.

"Hush."

Her eyes closed, chakra filling her fingertips as they ran over his skin softly; like feathers with heat behind them. Kakashi felt his eyes shut, unable to fight the sensation growing within him, the warmth was too much. Sakura's eyes widened slightly as she heard him gasp, the muscles in his neck reacting quickly to her chakra, his body relaxing. As her feather like touch ran down his neck, to the base of his collar, her eyes couldn't help but stray; watching the reaction she was getting from him.

Kakashi let the blissful feeling take over him, completely forgetting why he had come to visit the woman in the first place. He could feel her chakra probing through every cell, yet he would never have complained, Was her chakra always like this? Why is it having this effect on me?

Sakura's blush only darkened as she heard the low groan that escaped from Kakashi's lips. Slowly, she pulled her hands away from him, her fingertips dragging softly over his chest as she pulled away. One hand pressed against her chest while the other was shoved into the pocket of her white coat, "I think most of it's from sleeping," she chuckled nervously, "I think you might need a new bed or something," she chuckled.

Kakashi jolted up, quickly regaining his composure. Oh shit. The look on her face was enough to cause a slight blush to paint his, quickly looking away from her. "Could it be from my sharingan?" he asked quietly as he pulled his mask up.

Her eyes scanned the man and she couldn't help but smile, "It might be, since you used it when I told you not to…" tapping her chin, Sakura smiled back at him, "If these don't help, then you should come back and see me, I'll start healing your sharingan."

His eyes scanned over her, his breathing slowly getting under control. "How do you know how to heal the Sharignan so well?" Kakashi asked, trying to make conversation with the woman. I've never showed anyone under my mask, I wonder if she'll tell Naruto or Sasuke.

Sakura chuckled, "I heal Sasuke-kun all the time, his sharingan is almost like yours… just natural."

Kakashi smirked under his mask, "Can I make a house call, then?" he joked teasingly. A blush painted over her cheeks, as she looked at the man, suddenly unable to tease the man back.

Her eyes looked over his face, How can I tease about something like that, when I've just seen him like that… Sakura's blush darkened as the thoughts of the man took a more mature turn. Images of a shirtless Kakashi, lying on his back, with the same pleasured face crossed her mind.

Sakura shook her head, trying desperately to get the images out of her head, "Sakura?" Kakashi questioned seeing the woman's distress. Did she really think about it?

Quickly regaining her composure, Sakura smiled at him, "You know where I am if you need anything," she chuckled nervously as she handed him a paper with his prescription. Sakura closed her eyes as she exited the room, leaning her back against the nearest wall to stabilize herself.

Kakashi stuck his head out of the door, "You seem distracted," he smiled as he pointed out her discomfort. She almost screamed in shock as he appeared, her fingers grasped at the wall for support as she felt her body sinking, blush beginning to paint her face once again. Kakashi stepped in front of her, his hand beside her head as he leaned in, "Is everything okay?" he asked in a serious tone as his eye bore into hers.

Kakashi felt her breath against his mask, the smell of her strawberry shampoo filling his nose, her glistening eyes tearing away from his only to look at his lips through his mask. His free hand slowly reached up, cupping her cheek softly as his thumb ran over her cheek. Heat rushed through Kakashi's hand at the touch, her skin soft as silk beneath his coarse fingers. She's not fighting this, he thought as his grey eye slowly fell to her lips.

W-What is he doing? Sakura's blush only darkened as she noticed his eyes falling to her lips. Kakashi…? She questioned as if he could hear. Shaking hands slowly reached up, resting on his chest. Kakashi was quickly surprised by the heat that her hands held, even though his jounin jacket.

Kakashi's eyes focused on her glossy plumb lips as he let the heat overwhelm his senses, enjoying the moment almost forgetting it was real. It's just like last time… his mind raced as he thought of the genjutsu, only to be pulled out of his thoughts by the woman in front of him biting her lip. Oh God damn it. He thought as he tilted her chin up, her eyes slowly fluttering shut.

"Sakura-san!" A voice called loudly, quickly running down the hallway. Purple eyes widened, "Oh, I'm interrupting…" she whispered turning away. Kamiko couldn't help but let a grin curl her lips when the pair couldn't see her face.

Sakura's eyes widened, pushing Kakashi away from her. Crimson painted her face as she dusted off her jacket and skirt. "Yes, Kamiko?" she choked out as she refused to look at the silver haired man at her side.

Kamiko crossed her arms over her chest, "Naruto-sensei needs help… his loud mouth got him in trouble with Hyuuga-sama."

Sakura's brow frowned together, "Hinata-chan?" Kamiko shook her head, "Oh, shit, Hiashi-sama!" she called, her eyes wide. Holding her head as thoughts raced, Sakura couldn't help but mutter, "Kamiko, take this old pervert to get his prescription filled while I go help Naruto."

Kamiko nodded, "Roger!" she called as she turned, sharp eyes staring at Kakashi while the medic ran off. Kakashi felt the darkness in her gaze, putting his hands up in defense as she stepped closer, "What the hell were you thinking? A genjutsu is one thing, but here? In a hospital? Where people could see?" She growled quietly. "You sure you're the famous Copy Ninja? Because you're sure as fucking hell not acting as intelligent as the stories!"

Kakashi let a sweat drop fall from his head, "Am I really being scolded by a 14 year old right now?"

All the KakaSaku fluff as it starts x3 so, let me know how you feel while I throw in the Hyuuga family into our band of misfits xD

Thank you all so very much for all the absolutely amazing reviews! It really helps me get hte chapters out earlier and faster to you :D But yeah! Here's a preview for the next chapter.

Preview!

"Naruto-kun…" Hinata's soft voice whimpered as she sat beside the man. Her hand reached up, healing the bruise on his cheek. He didn't look at her, his dull blue eyes focused only on the stones under his feet. "Naruto-kun, what he said-"

"It doesn't matter!" Naruto bellowed startling the timid woman at his side. His fists were clenched tightly at his side, knuckles white from the force. "It's never going to matter…"

Hinata's eyes softened, it hurt her so badly to see him in pain; let alone because of her father. Her hand hesitantly reached for his, reassuring him that she was there. The small gesture shocked the man, his eyes slowly turning to her, "M-My father will never be happy, Naruto-kun, least of all with me. I've accepted that," she whimpered as she tried to force a smile, her eyes now on the ground, "But… what he said was wrong, there are many people in the village who believe otherwise—people who… love you."