Just a thought I had. One-shot. Mostly dealing with our favorite masked copy-cat ninja.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Scarves

"Ya'know, I never….." Sakura gaped, her green eyes wide.

"Yeaaaaaa." Naruto agreed, His face frozen on an extremely baffled expression.

"It makes sense." Sasuke didn't seem particularly ruffled. However, nothing seemed to shake the young Uchiha from bland stoicism.

"Not this many though…" Sakura breathed.

Naruto slanted his eyes to his companions. "Is it a kinky thing? Do you think that Kakashi-sensei's brain has finally been melted by all of the porn?"

"It takes years to amass a collection this large." Sakura observed, running her hands over some of them. Her petite fingers caressing the different textures with a feather light touch.

"Whoa!" Naruto called. "This one has blood on it." He held it up, waving it about like a flag.

"Is that a….." Sakura pointed, amidst the masses at one that was dark crimson.

Even Sasuke seemed to be in a state of awe. Gingerly he lifted the one fabric from the tangle of others. It was long, very long and almost reverently he folded the excess before reaching the end. The other two crowded around him, each of their fingers stroking the fabric. It was tattered, holey, and completely awesome.

"What are you doing in my closet?" A drawling voice behind them asked.

Comically, all three of them froze.

Of course, Naruto was the first to speak.

"Well you see Kakashi-sensei." He trailed off, unable to think of a great excuse. He rubbed the back of his head and laughed.

Sasuke had startled at his teacher's voice, but then remained silent, hoping that Sakura could think of a good excuse.

"Well you see, Kakashi-sensei…" Sakura started. She laughed and the sound rung completely false. "We noticed that you never wear anything but ninja clothes. Shishou bet us an A-rank mission that you don't have any."

"Oh." He didn't seem convinced. "Why didn't you just ask?"

Naruto gulped audibly, noting the slight gleam in the one exposed eye. That glimmer was Kakashi-sensei's sadism shining through. It promised long, arduous training missions filled to the brim with laps and painful conditioning.

Please! Sakura-chan! Think of something!

The girl in the troublesome trio kept cool under the pressure.

"We couldn't just ask." She explained. "Tsunade-sama wanted a firsthand, unaltered account. If we asked you to show us your wardrobe, then there is no guarantee that is what we'd get."

"Hmm." Kakashi mused.

"Say Kakashi-sensei! What is with all of the scarves anyways?" Naruto burst, having kept quiet for way too long.

Kakashi just smiled, his one eye forming his traditional U-shape. He carefully took the tattered ANBU scarf from Sasuke's gentle hold, trying to keep back the memories that seem imprinted on the fabric.

He decided to dangle a carrot in front of his most impressionable students.

"I don't always wear a mask."

No one believed Team Seven when they gravely reported their findings about their team leader not only having civilian clothing, but having an entire section of his wardrobe dedicated to different textures, lengths, and colors of scarves.