Summary: Kakashi Hatake is a twenty year old Jounin that couldn't be more cold to the world, nothing phases him; all he cares about is missions and the success of his Village. For such a young age he was already one of the coldest Shinobi to walk through the Leaf Village. That is until he met her, Mitsuko Nakajo; a well skilled Chuunin from the Stone Village. She was everything a man could ask for, even a man like him. She was his dream from the first time he saw her. But she was also someone else's dream. She was the granddaughter of the Stone Village's Tsuchikage and was practically promised to an egotistical and manipulating Jounin of the Village, Ryuichi Masigawa. But she hated him and wanted to be with Kakashi, which at a growing point of war would be unheard of between the Villages. Watch how Mitsuko and Kakashi struggle against the over overbearing hands of her mother and the conniving evil ways of Ryuichi Masigawa just to be together.

Sounds corny I know, but it was burning in my head for a while. So here it is, enjoy another one of my midnight visions. It's actually kind of good I think, it has its touch of Kakashi goodness which is always a must for me. I'm not sure if somewhere in the series there are characters with the created names that I used (Mitsuko, Ryuichi, etc.), I just liked the names and wanted to use them. Anyway read and review please, I love feedback.

Chapter One

Kakashi's POV

Darkness filled the skies as I sat quietly against a tree stomp; once again I wanted to be left alone to think and reflect. It was the first time that I had used the Chidori in battle and I was luckily to still be alive. If it wasn't for the third Hokage, I probably would be dead. My head fell back and I closed my eyes; my body was still shaking with power even though I was exhausted. The wind picked up and the trees vibrated with it, I knew she would come. She, Mitsuko Makajo, no doubt Obito had told her what had happened in the field and caused her to worry. Waiting for it, I soon felt a hand embrace the hand that I had been cradling just a few moments ago. Opening my eyes, I didn't even look surprised as I found her almost fragile form kneeling down in front of me. The moon's light shined over her; she looked heavenly, so innocent and warm. I still couldn't understand how she could stand to be around me; I'm cold and uncaring, arrogant and tend to be ruthless. Such a contrast to her; she is always loving despite all that was around her.

" Shouldn't you be home getting suited for a wedding dress?" I asked coldly, I didn't mean to talk to her like that, I just didn't know what to say to her at that moment. I was hurt and she could see it in my eyes, I knew that she was going to yell at me for not being careful for my own wellbeing. Why did she have to be like that? It only made it harder for me to not care what she thought about me. I hated how she made me feel, it wasn't bad, she made me feel loved and wanted. She could read me like an open book and make me open up to her with just a smile. And truth is that scared me, I had to be cold and uncaring, yet I couldn't be like that around her no matter how hard I tried.

" You're hurt," she commented ignoring my comment

" I'm not injured." I replied

" I didn't mean psychically." she stated, I looked at her and then looked at my hand, once again she succeeded in understanding what was wrong with me without even asking. Her hand still held my right one; I couldn't help but let my eyes go small as I narrowed them at it. I wanted more than anything to feel the gentle touch of her smaller hands around mine, yet I couldn't. My hand was numb and I could barely feel her touch.

" It tingled…..first it burned, and now I can't feel anything in it." I told her, " But the mission was a success so I guess it was worth it."

" You saved your team." she commented

" I saved the mission." I countered; I was always so cold and emotionless when it came to missions. She wasn't a Jounin like I was, yet she was at a Chuunin level. But she couldn't understand how I could be so unphased by anything and I suppose I couldn't explain it.

" Kakashi why are you like this? So cold and uncaring, you are such a great man; a wise Jounin, talented and skilled beyond comparison. I don't understand." she asked, I was expecting that question,

" My father was the late Hatake Sakumo; a ninja with extreme skill which earned himself the nickname of Konoha's White Fang, as he emitted a white chakra. My father's reputation was comparable with that of The Legendary Three but his attitude proved to be his undoing. He aborted a mission that cost the Leaf village dearly, with the reason for the abortion being the safety of his comrades, he disgraced Konoha. Shamed, my father took his own life and I witnessed it." I replied, it was the best answer that I could come up with. I guess that had a lot to do with why I was like this.

" That's why you have a very cold attitude, basing success in carrying out the mission as your number one priority. Angry and spiteful, you want people to fear you, like my grandfather." she said, her grandfather was the Tsuchikage of the Stone village, a village that was in the mist of war with the Leaf village. But she didn't care and neither did I, it was because of that why we even met.

Flash….

It was like any other time I encountered a Shinobi from a different village, so seeing the opposing symbol on each other's head protector only made our first instinct to attack. Standing a few feet away from each other, I waited for her to make the first move. At first sight anyone would think that she was just a pretty face playing with knives, but even flowers have thorns. She wasn't aggressive, she was calm and relaxed. I actually underestimated her, I had to start stepping my defenses up and attacking her faster. She aimed to kick me in the chest and to my surprise her foot connected with it. I stumbled back as Mitsuko moved in for another attack. She jumped into the air and was coming down to slam her fist into my face, but I moved out of the way in time. She kept her fist to ground and turned to look at me. Mitsuko narrowed her eyes at me and instead of charging like I expected, she just stood up and looked at cocky at me. I couldn't understand her, but soon I had a rude awakening when I was kicked in my back. Mitsuko had multiplied herself and had a replacement stand in front of me while she snuck up behind me and attacked me. She was definitely someone not to take for granted, suddenly the replacement came at me with a now kunai in hand, I beat her to it and threw a kunai of my own. The replacement turned into smoke and I turned my attention back to the real Mitsuko. As she pulled out a kunai and stood in front of me, I waited for her again to make the first move. She went to strike me, but I blocked it and so she tried to kick me but I turned around and blocked it as well. The battle continued even as both of us were tired and had minor cuts and bruises from the fight. Mitsuko hadn't seriously hurt me, yet she had gotten further than most people could. Stopping to breathe and try to rest up, both of us just looked at each other. Mitsuko fell to the ground and groaned as her whole body was in pain. I believe I was faster and stronger than her, so she had to push herself even harder just too even get close enough to just cut me. Gritting her teeth she stood up and changed at me, I braced myself and knocked the kunai out of her hand, causing it to fly into the ground. Even without her weapon she still attacked me, soon I found myself cradling my jaw as Mitsuko managed to kick me hard sending me back. Suddenly she picked up her kunai and was charging at me. I waited then when she was inches away, I caught her wrist and used my other hand to grab her neck. I slammed her into the ground and increased the pressure on her wrist until she had no choice but to drop the weapon. She used her free hand to attack me, but it was no use, I had a good grip on her and used my legs to hold her in place. Freeing one of my hands I picked up the kunai and held it above her throat. It was that day that I lost my edge. I expected her to beg or fight back, yet what she said surprised me,

" I'm sorry." looking into my eyes, she said saw how dark and painful they were; she could see it in my eyes, there was no light in them, just dark and emotionless. The straightforward expression that was on her face softened and revealed an innocence that I still can't forget. I couldn't kill her; I couldn't kill something so beautiful and innocent. I could only drop the kunai. If she wanted to she could have killed me right then and there. Never had I felt so vulnerable, it was I that had her pined down, yet I was the one that felt scared.

End of flash…

From that day we became friends and more. Despite the situation of both our villages we didn't care what was happening. Mitsuko admitted her love to me, yet I had yet to tell her how I felt. I acted as if she was nothing sometimes, yet the truth is I couldn't go a day without seeing her. Have her caress my hand, ask me a million and one questions about my life, fight with me, and even try to make everything better. Mitsuko was the granddaughter of the Stone Village's Tsuchikage, yet acted like a kindhearted and compassionate woman. The only thing that compared to her beauty was her intelligence and skill; she could have been a Jounin, yet her mother would have none of it. By the age of eight she had graduated from the academy and by the age of ten she became a Chuunin. Her mother stopped her from pursuing any further because she hated the fact that her daughter would rather be a Shinobi than marry a man that could be the next Tsuchikage. That's how she and I had become so close, I was her escape. Mitsuko was always running from her mother, her father wanted her to become a Jounin, but as long as her mother was alive that would never happen. Every time Mitsuko's mother would try to arrange a meeting with a suitor's parents, she would find a way out of it in hopes her actions would be disrespectful and scare them away; most of the time her plan worked. That was until her mother found the Masigawa family. To her mother as well as the whole village, Ryuichi Masigawa was a prodigy of greatness; he was a twenty-one year old genius, a Jounin, wealthy, and apart of the elite that protected the Tsuchikage. He was a dream come true I suppose, what more could a woman ask for? Perhaps a man that wasn't egotistical, ruthless, cold hearted, arrogant, and boring. However woman wanted him; he was 6'3, well toned body, a million dollar smile, long silky black hair, and icy blue eyes. But Mitsuko could do without him, she wanted her freedom, she wanted to be a Jounin, help build her village, and maybe then be a wife. But her mother was determined and her determination had no limit. Even though Mitsuko had fallen in love me, her mother would never approve of me being a suitor for her. Besides I wasn't husband material and I didn't love Mitsuko….there I go again trying to lie. Truth is I did love her, I had to or else she wouldn't be sitting in front of me right now. I knew that whenever she would run, she would come to me and I could never turn her away. I wanted Mitsuko, but I couldn't have her. What was between us defied everything.

" You're thinking too much again," Mitsuko interrupted my thoughts, always so carefree

" I can't help it. I'm supposed to think." I replied, I knew better than to think that she would settle for that answer though, she smiled and rose up from the ground. She moved closer to my face and looked at me for a moment.

" We all are, yet sometimes thinking can get you into trouble." Mitsuko commented, she knew there was no changing my mind, I was stubborn like a mule, yet there was something else that was becoming an obvious issue to between us. Slowly Mitsuko found herself coming inches away from my face. I started to feel good and bad about the situation at the same time; I knew how she felt and loved her for being brave enough to tell me. Yet I hated that I could never be strong enough to tell her that I loved her and wanted her to be mine. I called her my friend when she was really my lover, which was something that knew I would always regret. Once again a part of me wanted her to move closer, while the other was telling me to move away. But I couldn't deny what I felt when she was that close to me. Suddenly I tried breaking our gaze; turning my head away from her I could only groan as Mitsuko stopped me. She leaned in and pressed her warm lips to my damned clothed ones. It would seem stupid to an onlooker, but it was so much more to us. I caressed her chin and watched as she closed her eyes in pure joy, Mitsuko let her hand run down my neck and soon found her way down my chest. I was almost shocked as I felt her hand rub against my chest. Why she does this to me is a good question, but why I allow her to is a better question. I lose self-control with her so easily; all my restraints fail and thoughts that I try so hard suppress come rushing over me. Mitsuko was a beautiful woman; any man with eyes could see it, but it was her mind and body that drove me crazy. I moved in and gently kissed her lips, but Mitsuko wanted more. The mask no longer bothered either of us, it was like it wasn't there. All that mattered was that we were kissing. My thumb rubbed against her face as the kiss deepened and Mitsuko started to moan. She pressed her lips deeper against my mask. Triggering my need for more, in one long caress I slid my gloved hands down her back, continuing down to the backs of her thighs. Pulling her closer, I lifted one of her legs, wrapping it around my waist before doing the same with her other leg. Once again things between us were pushed to the limit. I reached up and slid my fingers over her cheek. For a moment, the world around me seemed surreal. She ran her hand through my hair causing me to groan, she knew all the ways to get me in trouble. Having her pressed against me like this was step one, kissing me was step two, but pushing her lower body against me was a finisher that guaranteed for things to get "harder" for me. She leaned down and kissed my neck as her hands continued to roam through my hair. I was lost in a wave of desire, my hands caressed her arms and then found their way to her back. I ran my hands along her back and slipped them under her mini kimono. Never going above her stomach, I caressed every curve of her until I mindlessly placed my hands on her hips. And that's when she felt it, or really felt me. I could tell by her reactions that she was aware of what was happening between us.

" Kakashi," Mitsuko breathed as we broke away from each other for a moment

" See what you do to me?" I commented heatedly as my lips found her neck, I gave up on trying to control myself for a moment, as if I really wanted to fight. But Mitsuko was wanted by many suitors in the Stone village for more than just her beauty. She was a virgin; which seemed to be foreign in the village. She was supposed to be promised to her husband, so everything that happened between us was a new lesson, and this one was particularly rubbing against somewhere it shouldn't be. Her intensity and drive started to decrease as she pulled away and refused to meet my eyes. I looked at her worried; caressing her cheek gently, taking her chin in my hand, and gently pulled her face back causing her to look at me,

" What's wrong?" I knew the answer, yet I wanted her to tell me.

" I can't." Mitsuko replied sounding fearful of my reaction

" I know and I apologize for my reaction to you, I didn't mean to scare you. I know you have never been physical with anyone before and I don't want you to feel like you have to be with me. Besides, it's a privilege that belongs to your husband, not I. " I really put my foot in my mouth there, she looked at me oddly; it was like she didn't know whether to be happy I said that or not. She loved me, yet I just indirectly told her that I would never be her husband.

" I know Kakashi," Mitsuko sounded hurt, " I know I'm not much of a woman, so I could understand and respect your comment." She went to rise up from me, but I wouldn't allow her to move. I held her in place, I never wanted to be the source of her pain

" You're right, you're not much of a woman. You're more than a woman; you're beautiful in every extent of the word. When I look at you, I wonder how I ever got something so beautiful to take a second look at me." I stated as she finally looked at me

" You can be quite the liar Kakashi." Mitsuko commented

" I'm many things, but a liar isn't one of them." I replied, " I don't want to hear you putting yourself down like that Mitsuko, any man that has you is fortunate. "

" I think I'm the one that is fortunate to have a handsome man threat me like this." she said

" You deserve the world Mitsuko, and I'm just here to try and give it to you any way that I can." I replied, " And who said I was handsome, no one have ever seen my face?"

" Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and even with your mask, you still leave me breathless Kakashi." Mitsuko stated as I could only stare at her; she made me feel like I was in a fairytale; outside I was Hatake Kakashi, a man that was a deadly Shinobi, but inside I felt like she was the ruler of my world. I couldn't speak, I was actually lost for words, and I should have told her that I loved her, but I couldn't. The words just couldn't come out, even as it replayed over and over in my head. Before I could even react verbally, Mitsuko suddenly stood up and looked around. I knew it was time again for her to leave me, her mother would be furious but if she stuck back in no one had to know she was ever gone.

" Kakashi," Mitsuko paused as I kissed her before she could say good-bye

" Come back to me." I stated, she smiled and nodded. Just as fast as she had appeared, she left me again. All I could do was watch as she disappeared into the trees.

" I love you Mitsuko…." I said it, but she was no where around to hear it. Sighing to myself I made my own way back to the village, not eve aware of what was happening to Mitsuko.