"Kakashi." Sakura called out to him. It's been seven years since she married him. And she can't be any happier.

"Yes?" Kakashi suddenly appeared by her side. She had been gripping the rim of their toilet as she hurled the contents of her stomach. "Too much sake?" he asked, as he gathered her hair behind her back.

Sakura groaned, feeling the effects of the sake hitting her hard. "Maybe a little too much," she admitted, leaning against the bathroom wall. Kakashi continued to hold her hair back, his expression a mix of concern and amusement.

"I did warn you about the strength of that sake," he teased gently.

Sakura shot him a playful glare. "You did, but I didn't listen. Celebrating our anniversary got the better of me." She painfully explained. "And can you blame me? It's a triple celebration of sorts. 13 years of being together, 7 years of marriage, and your 47th birthday. I think you married me on your birthday on purpose, so you won't forget it." She accused.

Kakashi chuckled, his eye crinkling with amusement. "Well, it did make it easier to remember, didn't it?" He continued to hold his wife's hair behind her head. "Well, at least you're celebrating properly. You know, it's hard to believe it's been seven years already."

Sakura sighed, a content smile on her face despite her current state. "Time flies when you're happy. Did Kikyo and Sakumo ate already?" She asked, concerned about her children.

"The kids already ate, Sakura. Do you really think I'll let my own kids starve? Besides Naruto and Hinata whisked them away."

"Don't tell me you just gave them away," Sakura groaned.

Kakashi grinned, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "Not exactly. Naruto insisted on taking them away. Said Boruto and Himawari needs to have playmates so that Hima would stop lunging at Boruto's throat."

Sakura chuckled, then winced slightly at the movement. "Ugh, note to self: never underestimate Naruto's enthusiasm for family gatherings." She sighed, "Good thing our own kids doesn't try to kill each other every playtime. Don't you ever dare teach Kikyo your Chidori, or else, Sakumo will be running to the hills everyday."

Kakashi laughed, a sound that warmed Sakura's heart, he raised his right hand. "I promise, no Chidori lessons for Kikyo. I'll leave the lightning techniques to her sensei when she becomes a ninja."

Sakura nodded, appreciating the humor despite the pounding headache. "Smart move. We don't need a mini lightning-wielding five-year-old running around."

Kakashi gently helped her stand up and guided her back to their bedroom. "You should get some rest. I'll bring you some water and pain relievers."

As Sakura settled into bed, Kakashi returned with a glass of water and medication. He handed them to her, concern evident in his gaze. "You sure you're okay?"

Sakura nodded, sipping the water and taking the pills. "Just a bit of a hangover. I'll be fine after some rest."

Kakashi sat beside her, running his fingers through her hair. "I never thought I'd see the day when you'd be nursing a hangover. The sake must've been really strong."

Sakura laughed softly. "Well, I have all the special sake this time. I don't have to compete with Okaa-san for them."

Kakashi smiled, his eyes softening with affection. "I'm glad we can celebrate our anniversary in peace now. No need to worry about rivalries over sake."

Sakura leaned into Kakashi's touch, enjoying the soothing sensation of his fingers in her hair. "Peaceful celebrations are definitely preferable. Gone are the days that we have to be quick because Naruto needs you for a mission."

When Sakumo turned two, he retired. Naruto argued that he still young. He was just 44 back then. But Kikyo was already five years old by that time and is starting to ask for him everytime he leaves for mission.

Kakashi nodded, a fond smile on his face. "Retirement has It's perks. More time for family and less worry about sudden missions. Though, I have to admit, I miss the thrill of the missions sometimes."

Sakura chuckled, "You can always help out with the new generation of ninja. Pass on your wisdom and experience. Maybe teach Sasuke's daughter the Chidori. She'll be twelve in five years. You'll be just 52 by that."

Kakashi raised an eyebrow, considering the idea. "Teaching the Chidori to Sasuke's daughter, huh? But not our daughter, that might be interesting. Hopefully, she won't use it on her teammates like her father did." He thought for a while. "I was not as young as I used to be." he said mournfully.

"Well, it's Sasuke's daughter, Kakashi. If she is going to wield that lightning blade, at least, it's not going to be inside my house. Let her wreck havoc on Sasuke's house. See if he liked that." Sakura reasoned out, then she grinned, playfully nudging him. "And you're not that old, Kashi. So, stop sulking. You look like Pakkun."

Kakashi chuckled, "Fair point. Let Sasuke deal with his daughter's lightning adventures." He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Sakura's forehead. "I'm grateful for these peaceful moments, Sakura. Seven years of marriage, and it feels like we've built a lifetime together." He sighed. Then, he returned her teasing tone. "Well, if I start barking like Pakkun, you have my permission to call me out on it."

"Yeah, And I won't trade it for anything." Sakura laughed, feeling grateful for the lighthearted moments they shared. "Deal. Now can I lay down? I'm really dizzy, and I have a group of genins to meet tomorrow. I hope no one is like Naruto."

Kakashi helped Sakura settle into bed, ensuring she was comfortable. "Rest up, Sakura. I'll meet up your genins tomorrow. And don't worry, I won't fail them all." he assured her. "Or kick them while they try to get the bell. I just have to remember that they are not my genin team. Can't kick my wife's team members."

Sakura chuckled, the motion making her head spin a bit. "Please don't. We need the new generation to be at their best. And no bell test, it's so last-century."

Kakashi grinned, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Alright, no bell test. I'll just make them fight me, and they have to come out unscathed."

Sakura chuckled, feeling comforted by Kakashi's presence. "I think it's more excessive, Kakashi. Those kids won't last in the training ground for five minutes with you as their opponent. Even if you read your Icha Icha as you fight them."

Kakashi pouted. "Fine, no bell test, no fighting. So, what am I supposed to do?"

Sakura smirked, enjoying Kakashi's playful expressions. "How about you assess their skills, test their knowledge, and impart some of your ninja wisdom without resorting to physical combat or bell tests? Be a responsible assistant sensei, Kakashi. Remember they are my students, not yours."

Kakashi feigned a look of disappointment. "No fun, Sakura. But fine, I'll be a responsible assistant sensei. No bell tests, no reading Icha Icha, and no fighting. Just boring old wisdom and knowledge."

Sakura chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease. "That's the spirit, Kakashi. They're talented kids, and they need guidance, not intense battles."

Kakashi leaned in, pressing another soft kiss on Sakura's forehead. "I'll do my best, Sakura. Now get some rest. I'll be right here if you need anything."