Mmm ' It 's getting worse - it feels like I can smell her right next to me ' not that it 's a bad thing '

he thought to himself. Indeed, there was a strong scent all around his personal space. The painfully familiar scent. The smell that always reminds him of home and warmth. Basking in this fake sensation concocted by his brain, Kakashi tried to keep a grasp on this feeling for as long as possible.

Kakashi hadn 't slept this well in a long time. He snuggled closer to his pillow, to avoid the beam of sunlight hitting the back of his head. It was warm and oh so cozy. Maybe a good night's sleep was all he needed? Or maybe the odd dream he had helped with the horrors of his last mission. And what a dream it was! Kakashi had the weirdest dream last night. Of course, it had Ryoko in it, like his every dream. Some parts were obviously hazy, yet he clearly recalled how Ryoko stepped into his dream, like an angel descending from the heavens.