Alright y'all I'm testing out multi POV in a single chapter. It'll bounce between Kakashi and Sakura at the spacings.

Welcome to the beginning of Kakasaku!

I couldn't stop thinking about how much Kora reminded me of Naruto at her age. Reckless with her Jutsu, determined, energetic, and she even talked like he did. It made me miss him even more than I already did which was more than I thought I would.

I kept silent as we walked, the storm had quickly made the world very dark as it blew further into the village, small droplets hitting my face and cooling off the air a bit. I loved the rain and the serenity it seemed to bring. Even storms had a sort of peace to them, it always made me smile when I would sit on my balcony outside of my bedroom, letting the rain drench me, the thunder shake me, and watch the lightening light up the village.

It didn't seem to bother Kakashi either, which relieved me in a way because it made me feel like it was Kakashi Sensei walking with me. I guess this younger version wasn't so bad... A little more of a drama queen but he was a teenage boy after all. Every teenage boy I knew was the same in that aspect. Well, maybe except for Sai that is.

He continued to walk at the same pace as I was. A lot of people had escaped indoors, others still making their way home, but Kakashi was completely unfazed, even as the water began matting down his perfectly spikey hair. I had a sudden urge to shake my hand through it, but immediately tossed that thought to the side as an extremely strange thing to think about...right? I don't remember ever thinking about touching Kakashi Sensei in any way what so ever. I mean he was clearly a handsome man, everyone knew that, even without seeing his face under his mask, but I couldn't have been one of those fan girls. He was my Sensei, nothing more than that.

"Something on your mind, Sakura?" He asked, not even looking over at me as he did. It was almost as if you knew I was thinking weird thoughts about his hair. I had quickly shook my head, moving my own wet hair away from my eyes.

"N-no. Why do you ask?" I responded a bit more quiet than intended.

He had shrugged. "You were staring at me for quite some time just now, I wasn't sure if you had something to say".

I was staring at him?! I was mortified to say the least. How did I not notice...how could I be so careless to let him notice. I almost wanted to face palm my idiotic behavior. "I'm sorry...Just lost in thought and you must have just been where I was focusing." What the hell was that response? Pull it together Sakura.

He chuckled lightly. "I was in the way? Maybe I should just walk slower then, you, to stay out of your way".

I felt my face go pink, but I wasn't going to let him see that. "It's fine, you can just stay and I'll look somewhere else." I had a feeling he was just enjoying the comedy of picking on me, which I usually would be angry about, but right now I just wanted to enjoy being outside in this weather, in no rush to be back to his home where I would be alone again. I don't mind being alone, but last night was rough thinking about my friends, my team, and what they could be dealing with. I hated that I couldn't be there to help them.

I was enjoying this walk, it seemed like she was unbothered by the downpour that had come, I was very thankful for that fact. I loved the feeling of the rain on my body, even if it was just soaking my clothes and making them heavier on me, it was still a feeling. Those were in short supply these days for me.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Sakura had been staring at me, not with a look of disgust or like she wanted to kick my ass, but softer? Like she had been thinking, but I was the main focus of whatever those thoughts may be. Although she said it was nothing it sure seemed like something.

I remembered what Kora said about the way I had been looking at Sakura. Was that the same look? No, of course it wasn't. Kora had my head making things up and it was sort of annoying. The last thing I needed was to be distracted by some girl who could be a lot of trouble for the village. Yet I found myself staring down at her now, hoping she didn't notice as I had before she shook it off. The mission was to find out what I could in order to fix whatever needed fixed. The mission I was given by the Hokage, I needed to keep focused.

It may have only been late afternoon, but the rain wasn't letting up anytime soon and we both could use the time to sleep and recover some more. I glanced back down at her, her pink hair clinging to her cheeks and forehead no matter how many times she tried and move it. The rain kept making it go back down to the same spot as before. I couldn't help the sudden intrusive thought of brushing it out of the way myself and instantly shook my head and focused forward again. Why would I even think that? What a weird thing to even imagine doing.

We had finally arrived back at Kakashi's home. As I stepped inside and removed my shoes I realized that the clothes that were currently clinging to my body soaked in rain water were the only ones I had with me. I had planned on figuring that out when we were out today, but with everything else and then the rain, it had slipped my mind. I stood there in the doorway awkwardly, trying to come up with a solution before speaking. "Um...Kakashi".

He had grabbed us towels from the linen cabinet to dry off some. "Yeah?" He responded, handing the towel to me.

"I um...don't have a change of clothes". I pursed my lips as if it were embarrassing to say. Not that it should be since he was well aware that I didn't exactly pack a vacation bag for this sudden trip.

He clearly hadn't thought about it because he was thrown off by the statement. "Oh, oh crap my mistake. I'm sure I can find you something somewhere. Just give me a minute. If you want to head to the bathroom I can bring them to you."

I nodded, feeling bad for getting his floor wet with my feet and dripping clothes. I would clean it up once I was dry and had myself put back together. It wasn't long after I got into the bathroom and hung my clothes over the curtain rod to dry that he returned with neatly folded clothes.

"A friend of mine left some shorts, but I had to give you one of my old sleep shirts. I hope that's fine." He handed them to me through the small gap in the door.

"I don't have much choice, but this will be just fine. Thank you." I got no reply before the door had shut, likely he had gone to change as well. I pulled the shorts on, they were definitely ninja grade with how they form fit around my hips and thighs, something I was already used to so they were comfortable. I took the shirt over my head and let it drop, it wasn't necessarily oversized but a little longer than it should have been on me and a bit baggy in the middle. This may be the most snuggly outfit I had ever worn and made a mental note to buy some shirts like these when I was able to.

I fixed my hair, drying it with the towel and brushing it a little to get the knots out before leaving the bathroom and going towards the living-room where Kakashi was cleaning up the water from the floor. "Did the outfit work for you?" He was focusing on the mess and didn't look behind him.

"It'll do for tonight...I was planning on cleaning up when I was done." I said, going and leaning on the back of the couch behind him. I hummed a little tune until he looked back at me, his face no doubt turning a shade I couldn't see, but could tell by the reaction of his eye widening.

There is something to be said about a woman in a man's t-shirt. The baggy material had been free flowing over her body in the best ways and I was having issues looking away.

"What's wrong Kakashi?" She snapped me back into reality, I was being weird again and this time she had noticed. I held my gaze for another moment before turning back to the now cleaned up water and cleared my throat.

"I think I'm just over tired after last night..." It was the best excuse I had for what was going on with me. I must be delirious. I stood up, tossing the wet towel towards the bathroom, spending the next few minutes avoiding looking at her, but that seemed just as strange. I was afraid if I did look over I would do something stupid again.

She yawned and stretched. I'm sure that if we fell asleep we would both be out until tomorrow. I still felt like my chakra was somewhat depleted which meant hers absolutely had to be as well, especially because she was a medic and she no doubt had been working on healing herself faster internally.

We existed in silence awkwardly, something that we both seemed to be good at by this point. I wondered what was going through her mind in that few minutes. I wish she would talk to me so we could clear this all up in some way or another. My mind was riddled with questions that I wasn't allowed to ask and I felt like she was in the same boat as I was.

She made the first move to go to her room, I followed suit and once I got to my door I paused. "Sleep well, Sakura..." I felt like something had to be said before we parted for the rest of the day. I saw a twitch of a smile and a nod before she disappeared into the bedroom, leaving me to go inside mine and crawl into bed. I took my headband off, put it on the nightstand, and closed my eyes. I hoped sleep would come easy this time and it sort of did, but before I could fully doze off I heard my door slide open. I didn't open my eyes, wondering if she was planning on saying something or would just leave since I was sleeping, but that was the opposite of what happened.

I felt a pressure on the other side of the bed and the blanket shift ever so slightly before all movement ceased. I peeked out of my left eye and saw her laying there ate the very edge opposite me, facing outward curled up under the blanket. For a moment I could have sworn I must have fallen asleep and this is what my dreams had in store for me, which I would take over the usual nightmare, but I heard her breathing a little unevenly and felt a pang of sadness for her. I couldn't imagine going through what she was going through, the confusion that Minato and I felt had to be amplified for her seeing as though she was somewhere she had never been. Everything being off and strange for her while we just had a person we had never met in our presence.

I don't know why I did it. I don't know what compelled me to do what I did next, or if it was just the side of me that I liked to pretend didn't exist forcing its way to the surface, but I rolled over and put an arm around her, pulling her against my body. I felt her stiffen but not even two seconds later she flipped her body over and buried her face against my chest and let out her tears.

I rubbed my hand up and down her back to try and comfort her, letting her get out all of the sobbing as she gripped onto me for dear life. I didn't mind this, not at all actually.

I closed my eyes, just holding onto someone and feeling needed, I missed it more than I knew. I was relieved to know this side of me still existed somewhere, that I hadn't lost all of my emotions. "Get some sleep. I won't go anywhere".

She didn't respond, but once her sobs turned into light breathing I knew she was out. I couldn't help but wonder if I was missing some important piece to all of this. Was this how we were in her world? Is that why she was so torn up? I felt bad for maybe not asking that question. It wasn't fair to her if we had been more than student and teacher and I was over here being sort of an ass to her this whole time.

I couldn't think to much about that right now, I just wanted to live in this strange moment and enjoy the warmth of her body against mine. It wasn't long until I drifted off to sleep as well, not a single dream went through my mind that I was aware of and that was just fine with me.