( Disclaimer: I Don't own NARUTO! They belong to His Highness Masashi Kishimoto! )

Warning! Bad language or mature contents will occur! I warned you!

Chapter Seventeen - Need You Now

The silver haired Jounin entered his apartment and closed the door behind him. Leaning on the door as he took off his sandels and left them untidy at the doormat and walked stright to the kitchen.

He stopped at on of the cupboards, grabbed the knob to the cupboard and was on his way to open it, when he suddenly stopped.

Why did he suddenly need a drink? Things hadn't gone that bad yet and Sakura was still talking to him. But it was that other little problem he was faced with, well it wasn't really his problem, it was more Sakura's problem and in the end it had been his problem too he figure.

The cupboard door slowly opened and the saké bottle was soon on the kitchen table and so was even the silver haired Jounin.

He glared silencly at the saké bottle and counted the seconds that had been passed since he had put it on the kitchen table, while the clock on the kitchen wall ticked loudly, making him feel slightly annoyed and the craving for the saké grow even worse.

The thing he had told Kurenai about, that he wasn't afraid of becoming like his father, it had been a small lie. He was afraid of becoming like his father. The alcoholic father that had commit suicide after having drinking too much that night when he had just turn eight. The silver haired Jounin didn't want to be like that, even how good his father had been to him (even in his drunken state).

He closed his eye and prayed that those little demons in his head could just stop to leading him to this kind of drinking. But it was hard, really hard.

If he couldn't even keep himself from not drinking when he actually didn't have any reason to drink, he couldn't take care of Sakura and nither could he take care of her litte newborn baby.

The silver haired Jounin raised violently up from the chair, making the chair fall to the floor with a loud clatter, stormed to the cupboard and grabbing every single alcoholic liquid he could see and poured out the contents in the sink. He then turned to face the last saké bottle on the table and walked towads the table to grab the bottle.

He then turned around to walk to the sink, but a suddenly banging on the door made him jump in surprised and he dropped the saké bottle to the floor, braking it to millions of pieces on the hard wooden floor.

"Fuck...!" he growled and by mistake walked on the broken glass pieces. "Ouch... This is fucking perfect...!"

The banging stopped and the door was slowly being open.

"Kuso*... Don't come in here! It have happen an accident...!" the silver hired Jounin called and sat himself on a chair next to him, trying to pick out the pieces of glass in his foot.

"Sensei...? Kakashi-Sensei...?" a soft female voice called and he could hear the door being pushed close. "Are you alright?"

The silver haired Jounin Kakashi looked up from his injured foot and saw the pink hiared Kunoichi standing in the entrance to the kitchen.

"Sa-Sakura..." he said and tried to stand to walk to her, but his injured foot didn't take him any further then to the next chair.

"You are bleeding!" she said and began to walk towards her silver haired Sensei.

"Be careful... It's still glass on the floor..." he told her and she kneeled beside him and took his foot in her hand.

"How did this happen to you? Have you been drinking again...?" she asked and he sighed.

"No. I haven't been drinking and this happen because I was surprised by your suddenly knock on my door..." Kakashi told her and she blushed slightly. "I mean, how often does I get visitors one O'clock in the night or should I say morning... Almost never, they are too afriad of me to even dare knock on the door..."

"Well I should be too, if I was being met by this kind of greeting..." she told him and he huffed at her. "Do you have a tweezers?"

"Maybe in the medicine cabinet, I'm not sure..." he said and Sakura raised to walk to the closet on the otherside of the little kitchen, that Kakashi had pointed at.

She opened it and was met by something she wasn't sure how she should react to this.

"Ka-Kakashi... Is that what I think it is...?" Sakura said and was still looking surprised to the thing in the closet.

Kakashi looked up and he too was surprised by her finding.

"Fuck..." he growled and he wished that she hadn't seen it. "That, I can explain-..."

"Kakashi, I don't care how or what you do with, when you have sex... But please, try to hide it there people can't find it..." Sakura said and felt how a blushed creeped up and she hurried to find the tweezer in the medicine cabinet.

Kakashi smacked his palm in his face and growled low to himself. Why had he asked Genma to help him to move things out from his apartment, when somethings seemed to come back again, but on a different spot.

"Do you really believe I would have sex with that thing...? I would never do it! Genma and Raidou gave that to me when I turned thirty, just their thing of a joke..." Kakashi told her and watched how she closed the closet door and began to walk back to him, cheeks that burned red. "And I believe Genma was the one who putted it there when I asked for his help to move out things from my apartment two weeks ago..."

"Don't you think they are quite old to think that a inflatable sex doll is a great thirty present...?" she took Kakashi's foot in her hand again and began to pick out the rest of the galss in his foot.

"Genma will never grew up, not even if he was forced to do it..." Kakashi told her and putted his chin in his palm, watching the pink haired Kunoichi who had putted away the tweezer and had began to heal his bleeding wounds.

It was then he saw the sadness in her eyes and he began to wonder what had happen to her after they had went separates way seven hours ago.

"There... You are all healed..." she told him and raised from the floor, while holding her back (due to her back pain).

"Are you okay...?" Kakashi asked her and she looked to him.

"Un*...I'm fine... Just some problem with my back..." Sakura mumbled and took some steps towards the crushed glass on the floor.

"Don't bother with that, I will take care of it later..." he told her and she nodded. "And I didn't mean your back pain, I meant if it had happened something to you... You look a bit down..."

"Oh... Well I'm fine, just tired that's all..." Sakura said and smiled faintly to him and he didn't believe her.

"If everything is fine, what are you doing here then?" Kakashi told her and she open her mouth to say something, but closed it again when she didn't know what to tell him. "Go in to the living room, I will get us some tea..."

Sakura walked out of the kitchen a bit gloomy and sat herself down in the sofa and sighed.

Awhile later Kakashi walked in with two steaming cups of tea and he gave on of them to Sakura, who took it while smiling softly up to him.

"So, are you going to tell me why you are looking so down..?" he asked her and putted the cup on the coffee table, while sitting himself down beside her in the sofa.

"Why do you believe I'm feeling a bit down...?" she told him and sipped on the tea and find to her surprise that this was her favourite tea. She sipped on it some more.

"Because you have had those eyes since I saw you at the hospital this evening... Something was bothering you back then and still is... And I would say that this time, whatever was bothering you then, is now hurting you..." Kakashi told her and glanced to her. "As your Sensei and friend, I want to know what is hurting you..."

"Nothing is hurting me... I'm just tired..." she told him and held the tea cup close to her lips.

"I know that you are lying, Sakura... Just tell me and I will not bother you anymore about it..." he said and she knit her eyebrows.

"He find it out..." she finally said and Kakashi looked questioning down to her.

"Who? Naruto?" he asked.

"Hai... He brought me dinner at Ichiraku's and I was late to the appointment with Shizune, so Ino came and said to me to go to the hospital... Well she kind of yelled it and Naruto heard it of couse..." Sakura told him.

"So that was why Naruto asked for you... Because he found it out..." Kakashi said and Sakura nodded, still with the tea cup close to her lips.

He didn't believe her. Well some of what she said was true, but she was still hidding things from him. But he wasn't stupid to ask her anymore, because of her well known temper that had got awfully short every since she got pregnent (even if he saw that she tried to suppress it sometimes).

"Kakashi-Sensei..." she mumbled and glanced anxious up to him.

"Sakura, what have I said about using that honorifical word to me..." he said and she looked down to her tea cup.

"Gomen*..."

"And don't apologize... What was it you wanted to say to me...?" Kakashi looked down to her and he felt the tension in the air between them and she squirmed beside him in the sofa.

"Well... Could I-... Could I stay here... Just over the night..." she asked him and he looked surprised down to her.

"Why...? I thought you was staying with Yamato..." Kakashi said and looked down to the surprised Sakura beside him.

"What do you mean...? Didn't you remember that we ate at my place a week ago... Why should I be staying with Yamato-Taichou if I have a own home to saty at...?" Sakura asked him and then she suddenly remembered something. "Oh... You-You asked him..."

"I did..." Kakashi said and turned his gaze away from Sakura. "So, you didn't say yes to him...?"

"No I didn't... But I was about to..." Sakura said and began to blush slightly, when she thought back to that time.

Her Taichou had been so nice to her then and at that point she was about to say yes to him, but now she didn't know what she wanted. Now when her former Sensei had asked her the same question.

"Okay... Maybe we should talk about something else..." Kakashi mumbled a bit annoyed, after he had seen her blush.

"Like if I could stay over the night..." Sakura said and he looked down to her again. "I could take the sofa..."

"Like I said the last time you slept here, I will take the sofa and you will take my bed..." Kakashi told her and putted an arm above her shoulder, by pure impulse and Sakura began to blush even deeper by his sudden action.

She was still holding the tea cup close to her lips and her grip on the cup hardened, the longer Kakashi had his arm around her shoulders.

"I guess I should go to bed...! Night!" Sakura suddenly burst out, putted the tea cup to the coffee table and was on her way out of the soffa when she got grabbed by her wrist.

"Who said I was done talking to you...?" Kakashi told her and pulled her little too forcefully back down to the sofa. But instead of landing in the sofa she landed in his lap and she looked surprised up to him.

His face was so close to hers that she could feel his warm breath against her burning cheeks.

This wasn't good. It wasn't good at all, because she began to feel the same feeling she had felt that time he had teased her on the futon at Iyagaru's manor. How her heart began to flutter and how her whole body screamed out her need. Her need for this man. But she couldn't give in to her bodys insane reaction to him.

But she was in the end losing to her own bodys screaming needs, because she found herself reaching out to touch his mask covered lips and she could feel how he placed a hand on her back, rubbing circles on her kimono covered back, while his warm even breathing was on her soft skin of her fingertips. She then (very slowly) pulled down his mask and looked to his gorgeous face and she (as always) was stunned by his handsome 'boyish' face.

Kakashi (who was looking at her with knit eyebrows) leaned forward and putted his forehead in the crook of her neck, breathing in her sweet vanilla fragrance and breathed out deeply.

"...Sakura..." he murmured in her neck and she glanced down to him. "You know what this is going to lead to..."

"I know..." she mumbled to him and let her fingers glide through his unruly velvet soft silver hair and he quivered slightly.

"...I don't know if I could hold my resistance much longer... And I don't want to hurt you more then I already have done..." he told her still with his forehead in the crook of her neck.

"You won't hurt me... Not this time..." Sakura said and felt how a tear was on its way down her cheek. "I will forgive you if you do hurt me..."

Kakashi's hand on Sakura's kimono covored back, grabbed the soft fabric of her midnight blue kimono and he pressed her closer to him.

"I can't..." he mumbled.

"Kakashi... I want this and I need you... I need you now..." Sakura told him and he stiffened.

Those words was almost exactly like those words she had said last time Sakura had wanted to stay close to him and he had made love to her... No, not made love... He had screwed her in that little room in ChimaChima.

"I will only hurt you..." he mumbled to her and raised his head from her neck and looked up to her and his dark eye met her emerald eyes.

"Kakashi, I don't regret what we did back then and you shouldn't either... You are not hurting me and why would you? I'm not expecting anything from you, because we made love with each other... I only expect one thing from you and that is that you never will regret this..." she told him and came closer to his face, close enough for their lips to almost touch. "Because I want you to want this too-..."

Her soft spoken words was the last thing Kakashi needed for him to ravish her lips with his own and her sweet taste made him groan in to her mouth with pleasure. He stroke her back softly with his free hand and with the other he untied the datejime and let it fall to the floor. He stroke her jaw, down her neck and began slowly remove her kimono from her upper part of her body. He suddenly stopped when his fingers touched her nowadays much bigger stomach and he retreated from her.

"Sumanai*..." he mumbled and looked away from her. "I can't do this... What if I hurt him..."

"Him...?" Sakura said a bit confused, while breathing heavily in arousal. "Oh... He will be fine... You can't hurt him... Kakashi, I don't know why you are so tense... But I promise you, you will not hurt me or Chibi-San..."

Kakashi glanced up to her and he could see her eyes was almost dim with arousal and she breathed like she had a really high fever and he guessed he almost looked the same.

Kakashi closed his eye and sighed deeply. He wanted her so badly and yet it was an invisible force that kept him away from her. Away from this kind of things, but today he found that what ever that had held him back, was now almost disappearing to nothing.

He once more laid his forehead in the crook of her neck and traced his fingers along her spin and she shivered by his light touch.

"Do you remember what I said last time...?" he asked her and nibbled her neck and she let out a soft moan, while shook her head. "I told you that last time... would be the last time we ever would do it... That was what we agreed too, both of the times..."

He could feel how Sakura shifted in his lap and he could tell that she was looking at him, while he was still assaulting her soft skin on her neck.

"Then I want to brake those agreements..." she told him and he stopped what he was doing with her neck and looked up to her.

Of couse he knew that she would say that. She hadn't been listing to him back then and she would certainly not listening this time either. When she wanted something really badly, she would do what ever it took to get it. It was just how she was and he knew that. Then why was he trying to tell her things she already knew? Tell her to think before she acted. Was it because of his own assuring that he had done everything in his power to stop her to do this thing with him? Do things that he wanted her to do with him.

He was such a bad Sensei to her.

"You want to break them...?" he asked and he was still looking up to her.

"Hai..." she mumbled and looked back to him. "And I know that you want it too..."

He looked shocked-surprised up to her and then he could feel how she grind her hips in a way that her bum rubbed his increasing erection. He suppressed a groan and grabbed her hips, that made her stop her movements.

"Sakura... I-..."

"Kakashi, I won't say it again... I need you and only you..." she told him softly and leaned closer to his face. "I need to feel your touch against my skin, I need you to be close to me... And I don't know why I feel like this... but it make me feel safe... I just-..."

His lips met hers once again and he kissed them with more passion then ever before.

"Sakura... You are babbling..." Kakashi groaned, still kissing her soft lips and then he grabbed her in his arms and carried her in bridal style, into his bed room.

He putted her gently down on the bed and sat himself beside her and looked down to her. She was looking more like a woman now then she had done before and much was thanks to the little thing inside of her. And he couldn't help to smile softly to himself. Never in his life, could he have imagin that he would have the woman he loved in his bed. Not in this way.

"Why are you smiling...?" she asked him with a muffled voice and he smiled even wider as he bent down to lay beside her.

"I was thinking of you and how heavy you have become..." he said with a playful smirk on his perfect lips and Sakura smacked his arm, while pouting.

"And whos fault is that..." she mumbled to him and snuggled up closer to him, while tugging on the hem to his navy-blue, polo-neck jumper. "You have almost dressed me off completely, so why are you still dressed...?"

"Because I haven't been able to dress myself off..." he told her, his lips was still showing that playful smirk. "Something have kept my hands busy..."

"Why didn't you ask for help...?" she purred to him and let her hand travle up under his jumper and along his abs. He was surely a heavenly sight to the eye, to bad that it was a little too dark in the room to see his muscles on his abdomen play under her fingertips. But at least she could see his face because of the moon light that cast its silver light into the room and she wasn't disappointed.

"I didn't think of it... But maybe I could ask you now, if you could help me with it..." he said softly to her and began to kiss her jaw and down to her collar bone.

Sakura smirked to him and let her hand travle down to the hem of his jumper once again, then she slowly (with his help) dragged him off the jumper and let it fall to the floor and soon afterwards even his pants follow suit, just like the rest of her kimono did.

Kakashi had never laid down with a woman like this before. Just looking at each other and stroke each other affectionally, while kissing passionately and slowly. Feeling the heat from each other bodys as they was entwined with each other and even if Sakura's stomach was quite big, it didn't stop him from pressing her as close as he could.

Sakura was enjoying his kisses and the way he caressed her skin and even the soft spoken words he whispered into her ear and she couldn't help to smile to herself slightly. She had always dreamt of having sex in this kind of way, not being raped or having just some sloppy sex just because she needed to know how it felt, just slowly, gentle and yet fiery love making. Just like they did now.

He dragged off her panties and tossed them to the floor and he did the same to his boxers. Somehow it felt a bit awkward to lay here beside her and to be looking into her emerald eyes. Those same emerald eyes he had been looking into these last eleven years and he never got use to that feeling of doing something wrong and he knew that he was about to do something very wrong.

But it couldn't be helped when his body said something else.

Kakashi traced his hand down to her lower area of her body and pressed two fingers at her entering, feeling how his two fingers easily slipped inside of her wet cunt. She let out a muffled gasp and pressed her forehead into the crook of his neck, while panting slightly.

He knew that she was ready, but it didn't mean she actually was ready for him.

"Sakura..." he said with a husky voice and she glanced up to him. "Can I...?"

She looked a bit questioning up to him, before she finally understood what he ment.

"Un*... But I have a request... I want you to spoon me..." she mumbled and she felt how her face grew all hot. "I read it in a book and it said that-..."

"Sakura... You are just babbling again... And if you want me to do it, I will do it..." he told her and stroke away some pink strands from her face. "I guess it's the easiest way for you at the moment..."

She nodded to him, watched how he crawled over her and pressed his warm body against her slightly colder back. Feeling how his big, warm, slightly calloused hand sliding down her arm and then to her back. He undid her bra and tossed it to the floor with the rest of the clothes and then gently massage her much bigger breast.

"...You are beautiful..." he whispered in to her ear and let his hand travle down from her breast to her stomach, there his hand lingered for a while, before he continued down to the inside of her thigh.

He had never had sex with a pregnet woman before and it felt weird to caress her stomach (that had been flat last time they had have sex), but somehow he find it quite sexy and it turned him on even more.

"...So beautiful... Sakura..." he whispered to her again, while tracing his lips against her soft skin of her neck. "Are you ready...?"

She nodded faintly with a blush on her cheeks and he lifted her leg up slightly, so he could get a better access and then he slowly pressed his erect member inside of her cunt. She moaned softly when he began to thrust gently into her and he lowered her leg and correct his own position, so he could thrust in her even deeper while grabbing her hips.

Their sex was slow, gentle, passionately and even caring. This was the right way Kakashi always had wanted to do with her and he was enjoying every muffled moan or soft gasp she let out and his lust for her grew even bigger, just like his erection inside of her did.

Sakura felt how her release was building up and was soon to burst free. She had noticed since she got pregnet that she got aroused much easier and therefor her orgasm come much faster and easier then before. And it seemed like Kakashi had noticed it too, because he pressed into her a little deeper hitting her g-spot and tracing kisses along her neck.

"Let it go..." he purred into her ear and she let it all go.

She trembled slightly when her release came and she let out a soft, but yet a quite loud moan and Kakashi had a hard time to not let his release come as well. She panted slightly and glanced to Kakashi, who was looking at her and then he caught her lips with his. Kissing her while he continued to thrust into her slowly.

She loved the way he made love with her. It was so different from the other time he had made love to her (if it could be called that), back then it had been more rough and not this gentle. But yet he was thrusting into hard and almost a bit dominating, but she still was enjoying it. Too much actually.

"Sakura... I want you on all fours..." Kakashi groaned into her mouth and she looked to him with a raised eyebrow.

"On all fours... now...?" she asked him and he nodded to her.

"Now..." he mumbled and pulled his member out of her cunt and watched how Sakura (uncertainly) stood on all four and she glanced a bit embarrassed to him.

He kissed her shoulder and traced his hand along her back, down to her bum and stopped at her thigh. He grabbed her hips with his free hand and with the other hand (which was now not on her thigh anymore) he helped himself to press his member into her cunt.

She gasped out loud when he thrused his member deep into her cunt and she burried her face down into his pillow, while moaning and panting into it. Kakashi squeezed her bum gently with his hand and watched how her breast swayed back and forth with each thrust he did. He was close. He closed his eye.

"Sakura... Say my name..." he panted, still thrusting into her with one of his hand holding a hard grip on her hip and the other one was caressing her back and down her waist. He was really close now.

"...Ka-Kakashi..." she moaned out and there was no hesitation in her voice when she said his name. Or was she just too high with arousal to even care what she said?

He thrusted one last time and groaned muffled out her name, while releasing inside of her. He panted heavily and let his member slide out of her and then he laid himself down to the bed and rolled to his back, with an equal panting Sakura beside him.

He sleepily played with her long pink hair and tried to wash away the satisfied smirk on his lips.

"I hope you are not smirking because you got me into your bed..." Sakura mumbled and turned around, to put an arm over his slightly sweaty muscular chest.

"And why do you think that...?" he mumbled and glanced down to her, with his sharingan slightly open.

"Just a hunch I got..." she mumbled and felt how he pressed her closer to him. She snuggled up against him and breathed in his smell of fresh spring grass that still was covered with dew and even a little bit of Choji oil. That smell had always acted as a calming drug to her, but right now she just felt like she wanted to cry because of it. But she held in her tears and let him continue to play with her hair.

She glanced up to him and saw that he had closed both of his eyes and the silver light from the moon made his face features look even more divine then before. He was so handsome and she was just plain ugly. How could he ever wanted to do this things with her or even say that she looked beautiful, when she wasn't. But yet he had done it and he had been so gentle towards her and it was one of the reason to why she had began to feel what she felt for him.

She couldn't deny it anymore. She was feeling something for him and that something was almost what she had felt for Sasuke, but this time it was a feeling even stronger then the feeling for Sasuke. Feelings she had to erase from her mind and heart.

She closed her eyes and heard how Kakashi began to breath slowy and heavier and it told her that he had fallen asleep. She moved her arm away from him and pushed herself up and turned her head to look at the big window to her left. The moon was still shining through the window and casting creepy and sinister shadows up on the moss-green colored walls of his room.

Sakura embraced her legs and putted her forehead on her knees and began to sob quiet to herself.

Why was her life so fucked up?

~oOo~

A silver hiared Jounin walked on a dirty road just right outside of the centre of the village of Konoha. It was raining and his chuunin vest was sitting heavy on his body, while his pants and polo-neck jumper was glued to his body.

He was annoyed right now and most because of an event one week ago. An event that made him toss and turn in his sleep restlessly.

What had gone wrong? Had he done something wrong? Had he hurted her without noticed it? No, he couldn't have. She had told him that if he would hurt her, she would forgive him.

Then why had she been gone the morning he had woke up? Why hadn't she told him or left a note that told him that she had walked home? Why wasn't she answering his knock on her door at her home, when he knew that she was at home? And why wasn't she greeting him when he had called to her on the street? Why?

The more he thought of it, the more he asked himself why and the more he got annoyed by her behaviour. She had began to be like a jigsaw puzzle to him (again) and when he though that he had found the right piece, it turned out to be the wrong one anyway.

He stopped suddenly at an old dark wooden gate that was covered with green algae and the gate creaked in the light breeze of the wind. It was surely a old shabby gate in to the even more shabby looking garden.

He opened the gate that gave away a creaking noicy of complaining and he walked in to the over grown garden. The path (that had once been covered with white gravel) was now covered with weed and grass that had run wild all over the place. He sighed deeply and began to walk on the (none existing) path in front of him.

He then stopped at some stairs and looked up and he wasn't surprised to see a slightly broken shoji door almost laying on the veranda. He looked up to the dilapidated Sukiya styled house and he sighed heavily. Twentyseven years of neglecting hadn't done this house any good and the only thing that actually had surprised him was that this house had escaped Peins attack seven years ago (with only a few scratches).

This house was his childhood home. The house he had been born in and the house he had left after his fathers death. He hadn't many good memories from this house and if he had any good memories, he couldn't remember them.

He walked up the three stairs, moved the shoji door aside and walked into the house. It was exactily as he remembered it. The white walls with the mahogany panel in the hall and the red walls with the same mahogany panel in the guest room to his right. He walked slowly down the hall, avoiding the kitchen and even his old room and then he walked in to the living room that was right in front of him.

The room was in a mess like the other rooms also was and he walked towards the little wooden altar that laid broken on the tatami* covered floor. He grabbed the framed picture that was laying beside the altar on the floor and brushed the dust from it.

He looked down to a smiling woman with long black hair and chocolate eyes. It was his mother, Hatake Touka.

She had died during a mission when he had been three and his father had been devastated by the news of his wifes death. And then he had been lied to by his own father. His father telling him lies that Okaasan would soon return home.

He had been three, but he wasn't that stupid to not understand that his mother had died and maybe it had been that reason to why he had already been Chuunin at the age of six. Because he was too smart for his own good, simple to say.

He knew that his mother wouldn't return to them and he understood why his father was forced to leave him alone in this house. Leave him to take care of himself and his own nightmares.

He putted the picture down on a chest of drawer and his gaze fell one another picture on the chest of drawer. It was showing three people in it. One was a little boy not older then two at the most.

His mother (in the picture) was smiling down to the two year old boy (that was himself) and he began to see from who he had got that smile from and his father was holding a hand on the little boys head, looking as proud as ever and he noticed where he had got that patting head thing from. It was ironical how like his own father he had began to be and was.

He sighed again and turned around to look at the shoji that was facing the garden with the pound and the peach trees and the old red maple that could be seen from the house entrence.

The only reason to why he didn't walk towards that shoji was because of the old blood stain on the tatami mat.

This had been the room his father had commit suicide in. The room he had found his father dead.

It was now he began to wonder why he was here at all. Why he had walked all the way up here to look at his old childhood home. The home that hunted him even now in his dreams.

And it was when he turned around to look at the picture of his mother and father with him as that two year old boy, that he remembered why he was here. It was all because of Sakura and his offer to her.

He knew that he couldn't have her to live in his small apartment when the baby was born. She needed space and so did the baby. It had been a real impulse thought that had crossed his mind two days ago.

The thought of maybe that this house was still standing and how this house maybe could be the new home to her and her child. But he hadn't thought that maybe this house would just bring back old memories how he had found his father on that cold stormy October night.

But for Sakura he would at least try. Try to forget about these memories and just start over.

The first thing he would have to do, was to make this house livable and then everything else would solve itself, at least he hopped it would do.

He still needed to talk to Sakura about what he had done wrong and talk about this house with her, after all he still needed answer from her about his offer to her.

He was still glancing down to the picture and he smiled down to it. He could imagin himself in that picture and he for the first time since this fucked up mess had started, he was waiting. Waiting to be idolized and loved by someone that was his own flesh and blood. Just like he had once loved and idolized his own father...

Author note:

Kakashi and Sakura has some fun and Sakura is then crying over it... And Kakashi is turning up in his childhood home, to (hopefully) turning it in to Sakura and her babys home... But he is still annoyed that he can't talk to her about what he maybe have done wrong.

It may contain some spelling errors...

And some notes;

When I writes the text 'like this' it means that the person in question is thinking. When I writes like this the person emphasis just that word and when I writes like this that means flashbacks.

Mini Japanese dictionary and little more;

Gomen = Pardon (your pardon)

Kuso = Shit

Sumanai = I'm sorry

Tatami = Tatami mat (Japanese straw floor coverings)

Un = Yeah

I will have you all to wait a bit longer to find out what happened between Sakura and the elders... But I hope you all enjoyed this chapter anyway (it was a pain in the ass to write, because I'm a little bit handicapped at the moment... I have hurted my hand... *lol*)

I always appreciate your reviews and the support you give me and also everyone who fav's, read and alert it! Thank You So Much! ^-^

Do feel free to ask me if something is bothering you.

Take Care! ^3^

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