Stream of past

Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"

Sakura woke up with a massive headache. She slowly opened her eyes to look where she was and found herself not at home nor the hospital. Looking around she quickly pieced together that she was in Kakashi's apartment, more specifically his couch. She recognized it from the times she and Naruto came to drag him to the hospital. She stood up, letting the blanket Kakashi draped over her pool in her lap and rested her back on the backrest of the couch with a sigh.

She looked up at the ceiling with empty eyes. My parents are dead. I killed them. I killed them indirectly through my actions...I, Sakura Haruno, age 16, Chūnin of Konohagakure no Sato, killed my parents by traveling back in the past...Tears pooled around her eyes and she let them fall freely. This is all my fault. Sage, I am such a failure. I should have...I should have known better. I knew that damn invasion was coming but I never told them not to come. I didn't even think about it. Their blood is solely on my hands...

"Oh, you're awake." Sakura turned around and saw Kakashi in the doorway. "I thought you might not appreciate returning to an empty home...How are you feeling Sakura?"

"Kakashi-sensei...They-....They-"

"Shhh...It's ok Sakura, it'll be ok..." said Kakashi as he took a seat next to her on the couch. He put his hand on her head but she slapped it away.

"It is not ok, Kakashi-sensei! It'll never be ok! My parents are dead! They're dead anD IT'S ALL MY FAULT! I KILLED THEM!" Sakura paused to take in ragged breaths. "If they never came to the third round of the Chūnin Exams, this would have never happened. They would have been safe and I wouldn't have to live with the guilt of knowing I doomed them!"

Kakashi's arms shot out and brought his student to his chest, hugging her close. "None of this is your fault, Sakura. Nobody could have known this would happen. You trying your best to become Chūnin doesn't mean you've forsaken your parents. They came to the arena to cheer you on because they loved you, their death doesn't fall on your shoulders. If you must blame someone, blame Orochimaru, but never yourself. You couldn't have known."

Sakura wailed. Her hands clutched the fabric of Kakashi's black tshirt. She was sobbing like a child. Her sensei just held her and allowed her to let it all out.

That's where you're wrong sensei, it is my fault. 

Because I knew everything that was supposed to happen that day.

...

Kakashi allowed his student to spend the night. Not that he was planning on kicking her out. Sakura was a very emotional person who loved deeply. To lose her parents like that probably scarred her for life. Not to mention she blamed herself, survivor's guilt was a bitch. Kakashi knew he wasn't the best on the whole emotional spectrum, I mean look how he turned up, but he wouldn't allow Sakura go down the same rabbit hole that he himself went through when he lost his father. He will try his best, for his student.

It was about time he started acting like a proper teacher. He just wished it hadn't taken Orochimaru almost killing his students and the Leaf getting attacked to realize his mistakes.

...

Two day later, the Hidden Leaf Village gathered for the funeral of the Third Hokage and those lost in the attack. Sakura went home that morning to get her funeral attire. The silence of her home was choking her up. To think that this was how it'll be from now on...it was tortuous. She wondered for a brief moment if this was how Naruto and Sasuke felt every time they came home...