Kakashi had done a lot of shit he wasn't proud of. He's fucked up a lot in his career.
One thing he was proud of was the Sakumo Hatake Act. The Law passed in his father's name to ensure no shinobi would ever be tempted to take his or her own life ever again without at least some support network to ensure that they could at least say they tried to stop it.
He was not pleased to find out one of his students on Team 7 had been found to have required the Sakumo Hatake Act to be used, but his initial assumption was that it was Sayuri who had done it.
After all, one of the basic principles of the Sakumo Hatake Act was that the shinobi in question had to verbally admit that they were or could be a danger to themselves. You had to verbally ask for help and support in front of a Jonin or higher in order for the Act to apply.
That part was intentionally placed to ensure that some of the more politically inclined civilians, i.e. the technically retired Elders, or shinobi didn't get the idea to just imprison the opposition by calling their mental state into question.
Also because Kakashi had not been pleased when he had been put under constant watch without his own consent beforehand, back when Minato-sensei had decided he wasn't allowed to be by himself.
He wasn't wrong, but it would've been nice to at least not feel trapped in his sensei's home.
It was not Sayuri. It was Naruko who had requested help. In tears and desperately scared, according to the filed report given by Yoshino Nara to the Third Hokage who gave him a copy of the report.
Which is what led to what Kakashi was doing now.
"Why aren't we doing missions today, Kakashi-sensei?" Sakura asked with some confusion. Her green eyes looked rather lost. Kakashi had to withhold the urge to strangle the teen.
Teenagers can be cruel, Kakashi. God knows I was a fucking asshole as a teen. How Minato was still patient with me, I have no idea. Deep breaths Kakashi. Don't breath out fire chakra and make the pink haired moron a baldy, Kakashi. Even if she deserves it.
"Neither of you are allowed to call me sensei. In fact, I'm debating dissolving this 'Team' entirely and sentencing both of you for permanent remedial training until you both would consider yourselves lucky to be Genin at the age of fifty."
Sakura and Sayuri's eyes both widened in alarm. "Hey, you can't-" Sakura's yell cut off as their faces paled.
After briefly wondering why they looked ready to keel over, Kakashi realized he might have been leaking his killing intent toward the two. He reigned it in and spoke, his voice cold.
"As the Jonin of Team 7, you three are not just Genin for training. You three are under constant evaluation, with every minute I'm with you having me consider the pros and cons of your skills, your character, and what detriments you bring to the table."
"In short, it's my reports that decide if you are ready to learn jutsu. It's my reports that decide if you are ready to earn the right for promotions. It's my reports that decide if you are worthy of being shinobi at all. So do NOT tell me what I can or cannot do, Ms. Haruno."
Sakura shakily nodded and Sayuri remained defensive, her red eyes narrowing at me.
Oh, how cute. Someone thinks she's special cause she has the Sharingan now.
"Continue to glare at me with your Sharingan and I will tear out your eyes here and now, Sayuri Uchiha."
Sayuri's face paled as she immediately looked away. "Sorry... Kakashi." She muttered.
"Now, I believe that the best way to force you both to grow up is to see and feel the consequences of your actions. Which is why for the next three weeks, you both will be taking shifts pretending to be Naruko Uzumaki so thoroughly that even your friends will believe you are her. I will be observing you both around the clock, and I will immediately dissolve this team if I think you both aren't taking this assignment seriously."
Sakura snorted. "Big deal, so I get to avoid dealing with my parents whining about the chores I haven't been doing at home. This'll be easy."
Sayuri stiffened, her head immediately snapping to yell obscenities at Sakura for how absolutely cruel she had acted just then but Kakashi raised a hand to silence Sayuri.
"If you can say that to Naruko's face after three weeks, I will allow you to remain a Genin. If. And if not, you'll be making it up to Naruko and Sayuri for that absolutely disgraceful remark." Kakashi coldly stated.
Sakura's face paled as she immediately looked to Sayuri, her apology dying before she could speak as Sayuri looked ready to kill her, squeezing her eyes shut to avoid using the Sharingan on Kakashi by accident.
"Sayuri, I have a secondary assignment for you, if you wish to stay as a shinobi. Not a part of Team 7, just to be a shinobi at all. If you don't do this, I will file to have your chakra network permanently sealed off."
Sayuri's face drained of all color. Sheer utter terror was visible.
"You will be going to see a Yamanaka Mind Healer. Not a therapist. Mind Healers are different entirely. I know that the Third Hokage allowed you to decline treatment and therapy out of respect to let you grieve over the loss of the Clan, but you've lost that right when you have done something your sister would've been proud of you to do." Kakashi said coldly.
Sayuri's black eyes flared angrily, but thankfully without the Sharingan as she protested furiously. "I didn't kill anyone!"
"Naruko Uzumaki has been admitted for nearly committing suicide for, and I quote, "if no one else in this village wants me here, than I don't want to be here either.""
Kakashi paused, his voice nearly choking as he read that out loud.
Sakura and Sayuri looked horrified at that knowledge. Kakashi glared at the two of them.
"You have no idea. None. About how tough Naruko has had it. How ostracized and lonely it feels to not only be neglected, but hated, feared, by the village, and the people you grew up with. Despised and considered less than dirt. But you will. You both will. Sakura, you're taking Mondays, Wednesdays, Saturdays, and Sunday. Sayuri, you're taking Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. Three weeks in Naruko's old apartment, and neither of you will tell or show anyone what's going on or where you are. If anyone else finds out you're not Naruko, you fail. If anyone else finds out that Naruko isn't in the apartment when she's supposed to be, you fail. If anyone spots the two of you as Naruko, it's fine as long as it doesn't blow your cover, as Naruko knows the Shadow Clone Jutsu."
"Sakura, you've been checked in for a quarantine due to a super contagious medical illness. I'm thinking something embarrassing like constant diarrhea and super bad acne all over your body, and I mean all over your body. Sayuri, you got whatever Sakura had and are quarantined at the Uchiha Compound. Again, anyone finds out either of these aren't true, you fail."
"Failure is dissolvement of the team, and your immediate and permanent dismissal from the Konoha Ninja System. With a permanent black mark on your record for all civilians to see and permanent sealing of your chakra network. Oh, and I suppose the removal of your eyes, Sayuri, since the Sharingan is useless without chakra. Now, the assignment begins tomorrow at midnight. Now, get out of my sight."
The two ran like a bat out of hell.
Kakashi sighed, nodding to himself. He felt a little better now. If he was lucky, then he'd be able to have Naruko as an apprentice in three weeks.
If he was unlucky, he could at least make sure neither one of these maggots ever treat Naruko like shit ever again.
Now to create a Shadow Clone to follow them silently while he read the newest edition of Icha Icha.
Today might actually be a good day, he mused.