Updates will be slow from here on out. I need to rewrite stuff and plot out where I'm going with this... I mean, I totally knew before this, hahaha...

When I wake up, I feel a warmth surrounding me. Did a bear fall asleep on me again? I look over to see a familiar face, centimeters from my own. It was Kakashi. I poke him. Once. He murmurs something, shifting closer so that his head was resting on my shoulder. Twice. His grip tightens on me. Thrice. "..." I hesitate. I feel like a teddy bear. Teddy bear's are nice. Am I nice? No. So thus I can't feel like a teddy bear. Quice. His eye opens. Not that I know, since I can't see him. I poke him again, surprised when I feel his hand brush mine away. I wait. And wait. And wait. "I feel like a teddy bear like this." I comment, confused when I'm shoved into the ground. I look up at the now standing Kakashi. He looks at me, visible cheek getting pink. "Sorry." Kakashi murmurs, eye smiling at me. "Hm, do I make a good teddy bear?" I ask, standing up and brushing myself off. When I got no reply, I looked up to see Kakashi gone. Maybe not, then. Well, I thought I made a good teddy bear. I nod. "I'm taking that as a yes."