Naru waved goodbye to the others, thanking them for walking her home all the while mentally grumbling about them also raising her suspiscions as she unlocked the front doorp to her apartment and stepped inside and was about to drop her over night bag when she noticed that...well, things looked different.

Odd. Abnormal. Out of place.

For starters her old couch was missing, along with her old dining room set, coffee tables- There was a medium sized book shelf against the wall next to the window with a soft tan cushioned chair. Even the curtains were different. They matched!

She took a step or two inside the door and noted that her living room carpet was missing- replaced with a cream colored one with emerald and mint green leaved vines twining their way all the way around the edges.

She turned and walked back out of her apartment, intent on seeing if maybe she'd mistakenly walked into someone else's home and saw the same buildings and street signs she'd seen everyday since she was three. So no, she hadn't accidentally walked into someone else's house.

What the hell was going on here? She wondered as she turned around again and went ahead and dropped her overnight bag just inside the door and quietly pushed the apartment door closed and locked it. Vaguely wondering if someone had done this to make her more comfortable.

She pushed that thought away after a moment or so, mentally chidding that it was far more possible that there were rogue interior decorators running amock in the village, randomly re decorating people's homes for no reason. She rubbed the back of her neck uncomfortably as it occurred to her that if that really was the case she'd need to warn Tsunade about it or something.

She was about to go see if her bedroom was still intact when Kakashi came walking into the living room, scaring the hell out of her. She screamed and scrambled for the door- once again thinking that maybe she'd stepped into the wrong home when Kakashi asked in a dry tone, "Naru what the hell is your problem?"

She froze where she was and slowly turned her head to look at him and squeaked, "Sensei?" What the devil was he doing here? She wondered as he put his hands on his hips and pointed to her and said in his most authoritive tone.

"You. Sit. Now."

"I-I-I'd r-rea-lly r-rather n-n-not." She stammered out and instantly found herself going to do as she'd been told when he gave her his signature don't-fuck-with-me look and sat down on the couch and waited to see what he was going to say to her now that she felt a lecture coming on.

Instead of a lecture all her former sensei all he said was, "You just got out of the hospital. You need more rest to get well not to go around screaming at random."

Naru blinked at him as he walked by her and into the kitchen before calling out, "Do you want some soup or juice? I went to the store earlier so that you'd have food and such-" Naru sat there in stunned silence listening to him speak and was startled when he suddenly appeared in front of her with a small glass of apple juice in one hand and a small bowl of what looked like tomato soup in the other.

He handed her the juice and set the bowl down on the brand spankin new coffee table next to the couch and then dropped down to one knee in front of her and looked at her, a frown marring his maskless features. "Naru? Nar-u? Are you listening to a single word I've said?" He asked as he waved a gloved hand in front of her face, trying to get a reaction out of her.

He'd known that coming home to the new furniture, food, and her former sensei would be a mite...well, strange. Perhaps even upsetting if one examined things from her end. But he hadn't expected her to get jumpy around him and then completely zone out.

He waved his hand in front of her face again, a worried frown crossing his face when she finally blinked and looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. "Sensei, where is all of my stuff?"

Ah, now she's back. Kakashi thought in relief as he said, "Those things were old and falling apart. I wanted you to be more comfortable when you got home so I got you some new stuff."

"B-But why would you-"

"I told you Naru." Kakashi said in a soft reproachful tone that Naru could recall hearing all of her genin days. She knew that he didn't mean anything by it but for some reason that tone made her want to cry.

And she might've started crying if he hadn't have framed her face with his hands and said gently. "Forgive me Naru. But I've been worried out of my mind over you and your health for the past week. And I'm trying to speak to you and your not listening. It's frustrating." He ran his thumbs along the skin under her eyes, wiping away some of the moisture that had escaped and he sighed, sounding more tired than she'd ever heard him sound before as he dropped his hands away from her face and slowly stood up.

"Drink your juice and eat some of your soup then take a nice long nap and you'll feel much better. Okay?" Naru nodded her head mutely, unsure of what to say and did as Kakashi asked and drank the juice and ate the soup and once she was done he sat down on the couch next to her and slipped an arm around her slender shoulders and forced her to lay down so that her head was resting on the cushion just shy of touching his leg.

She lay there for a moment or so wondering why her sensei was doing this when she decided to ask. "Kakashi, why are you here?" Forcing food and drinks and new furniture on me.

Kakashi looked down at her for a second and slipped his fingers into her hair and combed it back from her face. "I'm here to take care of you Naru." He said simply as if his explination was the most logical one in the world. Naru might have asked him more but like he'd been earlier, she got caught up in her new couches charm and wound up dozing off.

The second he was sure she was out, he sighed softly and let his head fall back against the back of the chair and tried to slow his heart back to a normal speed since it had been trying so hard to punch it's way through his chest ever since Naru had walked in the door.

Well that was one hurtle down for the time being. He mused tirely.

But Naru would ask more questions later. As the night wore on and he showed no signs of leaving. He lifted his head and looked down at her, noting that she still looked a bit pale from being sick and felt a pang of guilt and couldn't stop from wondering if the fever she'd developed had somehow been linked to what he'd done to her.

If so then he had a hell of a lot more to answer for than he'd originally thought. He scooted down a little bit on his side of the chair and made himself comfortable so that he could take a nap too.

He wanted to be wide awake when Naru flipped out on him later.