Hey guys this is going to be a long author's note, but it's explaining, so bear with me. I know I said I'd update when I got back from vacation but as it turned out my computer crashed, then my external hard drive crashed, then I had to shop for a laptop, buy a laptop, prepare said laptop, and then get my lazy arse to type out another chapter. This sequel is a little more slow moving but I have big plans for it and plan to write way more for you guys I promise. :) So this is just a sample of what's to come, and I'd like to hear from you guys! Lemme know what you think so far and I think I'm going to upload a oneshot in the next couple days. yay! :D

After making myself something to eat and eating it, I cleaned up the kitchen and decided to take a walk downtown.

I was on my way to the field of cherry blossom trees on the other side of town, but stopped at the sound of my name being called.

"Sakura-chan!" I turned to see a very enthusiastic Naruto dragging Hinata Hyuuga by the hand towards me. I smiled.

"Why are you out alone?" Naruto asked when they reached me. "Where's Kakashi-sensei?"

"At a meeting with the Hokage, why?" I asked

"Well," he said, looking slightly crestfallen, then perking up. I wanted to tell you guys Hinata-chan and I are going out now!" said girl blushed beyond relief.

"That's great, Naruto!" I exclaimed. "Congratulations you two."

"T-thank you, Sakura-chan." Hinata said softly.

"Yeah!" said Naruto loudly. "I had no idea she liked me!"

I narrowed my eyes and shoved him, causing him to fall to the ground. "Idiot…"I mumbled "See you later Hinata!" I smiled.

"Bye!" she called after me, stooping to pick Naruto off the ground.

Before I got far I realized I had subconsciously changed course for the memorial. I walked a bit further and I came to be able to see it.

I stood and read the names on the side of it. I closed my eyes and sighed.

Suddenly, a slight movement on the opposite side of the memorial caught my attention. My eyes flickered open and I blurred from my current place and appeared behind the ninja on the other side, kunai raised and clasped in both my hands, at the level of my chest and pointed outwards.

When I saw who it was I lowered my guard instantly. My hands lowered slightly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

He looked over his shoulder and his lone grey eye met my green ones. It was full of sorrow. He turned away.

I put my kunai away and walked quickly to his side. I put my hand on his shoulder and tried to turn him toward me. "Hey… what's wrong?"

He sighed, looking at me. "Nothing." He turned again. "Come on, I'll take you home."

"O….kay." I said slowly, allowing him to put his arm around my waist and turn me around, then releasing me and walking silently beside me, not touching me.

We reached my house and we stopped at the front door and he leaned his back against one side of the door frame, crossing his arms across his chest and crossing one of his legs over the other at the knee.

I stuck my key in the lock, staring down at it. "Are you coming in?"

He looked away. "If you want me to."

I looked at him, confused and sad. "Of course I do!" I opened the door and let him walk in past me. I closed and locked the door behind us and approached him cautiously, wrapping my arms around him; he stiffened.

"Whatever's upset you, I'm sorry." I said, laying the side of my face against his back.

"It's not your worry." He said simply, removing my hands from him and going to sit in the chair with its partner and small table by the window, looking out it.

"Oh." I said quietly, going and sitting against a wall in the kitchen facing him, drawing my knees up to my chest and crossing my arms on top of them, and then laying my head on my arms.

We sat like that for most of the day, barely moving, but resting in each other's company.

I got up suddenly at about 10 p.m.

"I'm going to bed." I said quietly.

"You're not eating?"

I looked down at my hands, which were clasped together. "No."

"Alright."

"You can, um, make yourself at home." I said uneasily, gesturing around the room. "You can stay over; I'll leave the door to my room unlocked; or, you can go, I simply ask for you to lock the door, when you go."

He nodded, but made no other sign that he'd heard me.

I turned and took a few steps towards the hall in my room, and then paused and looked over my shoulder at him for a moment before continuing.

I entered my room and changed into my pyjamas, washing my face and brushing my hair in my attached bathroom. I looked into the mirror solemnly as I ran my brush through my locks that I had held over my shoulder. Kakashi's face when I found him at the memorial flashed through my mind. I sighed sadly, laying my brush on the vanity near the sink and going back into my room. I crawled into my bed, laying under the sheets on the far side of the bed and putting my back to the door, gazing absentmindedly out the open window into the starry night.

I laid there for a long moment, not knowing what to. So I started crying.

"I'm so pathetic." I whispered, tears running silently down my cheeks in two trails. I scrunched my eyes shut.

I was trembling there and trying to control the sobs that were threatening to come out of me. I don't know how long I lay there, but I felt a cool hand on my shoulder.

"Sakura." His voice caused more tears to spring to my eyes and immediately run down my cheeks.

I opened my eyes a little. "What time is it?"

He looked into my eyes with his lone grey one. "About two."

I closed my eyes and hid my face in the pillow I was hugging. "Okay."

He reached over and ran his fingers through some of my now-tangled hair. "Sakura… why are you crying?" His voice strained and I figured the sight of me repulsed him at the moment.

"I don't know." I sobbed into the pillow, clutching it tighter to my chest.

"What's wrong?" He whispered.

I looked at him, opening my very wet eyes. "Kiss me."

He made a face that pained me. "Why?"

"Because." I rubbed my eyes.

He thought for a moment, then leaned over and pressed his masked lips to mine. He drew away too quickly.

I looked at him. "No mask."

He made another face.

"Kakashi, please." I pleaded. "I need this."

He hesitated a moment, then tugged his mask down and touched my lips again. They were cold.

"Thank you." I said quietly, smiling a little.

He tugged his mask back up. "No problem."

"Are you going to stay?"

"Yeah." He crawled on top of the sheets beside me. I rolled over and snuggled into his chest.

"I love you." I said quietly.

He wrapped his arms around me and just held me. He didn't respond for a long time, but right before I fell asleep he whispered,

"I love you too."

And when I woke up, he was gone.

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