"The perfect ninja, the perfect weapon"
Summary: Orochimaru was halfway through completing Project: "Perfect weapon XX-26". He created a bijuu with all the kekkei genkai and combined chakra of all the tailed beasts. The only thing left was to get a host. But there was a problem. It had to be a Hatake. The silver chakra of the dying clan was the last piece of the complicated puzzle. The problem was Sakumo Hatake was too old to be a jinchuriki. Orochimaru was about to give up when a certain silver haired character we all know and love was born. Question is…how will the father react when his newborn son mysteriously becomes a jinchuriki? How will this affect Naruto and the others in the future? A tale about Kakashi being a jinchuriki! Read to find out what happens!
Chapter 1
"Born to be a weapon. Part 1: The welcome party."
Sakumo was doing his best to calm his crying son. It's been two days since his wife died leaving them alone in the cold Hatake mansion. The child's name was Kakashi and he was desperately trying to tell his father that he was hungry. Doing it the only way he knew how. By crying. The problem was that even being the genius shinobi Sakumo was… he didn't get it.
"Aw come on Kakashi." He pleaded rocking the child furiously which did nothing to calm the boy. "All right how about a guessing game called "What does the baby want NOW?!"?" The child stopped crying and cracked one eye open as if considering the offer. All right! He stopped crying! Now were getting somewhere. Sakumo thought happily.
He went through the long halls in his home towards the kitchen, by the way he noticed that Kakashi was looking around with his beautiful dark gray eyes. Obviously very curious why all those faces that were looking right at him didn't blink while sucking his thumb. Observant child. Sakumo thought with pride.
When they entered the kitchen the freshly baked father placed Kakashi in his baby chair decorated with wolves and dogs which were the symbols of the once powerful clan. They were everywhere. The house had golden wolf statues guarding the place, dogs were seen on every picture with their master's, looking dangerous and full of pride, every room had a bronze guard dog near the door.
Sakumo picked up Kakashi's favorite wolf toy Rashiro (if you want to see how he looks all you have to do is click on my first story "Curse of the white wolf." There is a pretty good picture of him) and placed him in Kashi's waiting arms. The boy buried his face into the toys white fur loving the smell of flowers it always had after spending the night in the washing machine completely forgetting about his hunger.
The father cracked a small smile at the sight. After Mira died Sakumo never really laughed or smiled from ear to ear. He can't remember how to do it. And doesn't want to. Mira always was the heart of the family. Incredibly cheerful and laughing even at the worst of jokes. Her laughter always present in his nightmares making him want to die on the spot…just to make it stop.
Kakashi sensed something was off with tou-san. As a child he could feel emotions better than grownups and what he felt know confused him. His daddy wasn't happy but wasn't sad either. Whatever it was it made him upset. He wanted it to go away and leave his daddy alone. Plus. He still was hungry.
Sakumo felt himself being pulled out of his thoughts with Kashi's angry yells. The kid's cheeks were red and tears poured down the newborns cheeks. He sighted reminding himself of the game the made up earlier.
"Okay Okay Kashi calm down." He picked the milk bottle by instinct and to his relief the baby calmed down. His eyes were wide with hunger and he started chewing on Rashiro's ear with his empty gums. Saliva dropping on the freshly washed toy. The White Fang of Konoha gave himself a face-palm.
"Don't tell me you were hungry all this time." He whined. The boy looked up at Sakumo a bit of milk slipping from the right corner of his mouth and smiled with his eyes. Than opened them up again to continue drinking and staring at the same dark eyes of his beloved daddy. All the older Hatake could do was gently ruffle the silver hair on the tiny head making the boy push the bottle away and giggle.
"All right Kashi enough for now." Ignoring the boy's protest's the dad placed the bottle back on the shelf. "With the amount of milk you're drinking you'll be fat in no time. Especially without moving around a bit." The baby continued glaring but raised an eyebrow. "Time for some fun time with daddy!" Sakumo placed the confused boy on the floor and started tickling Kakashi's tummy witch made the kid laugh uncontrollably kicking the air with tiny little legs.
#somewhere in the village#
"Damn! Another failure!" Yelled Orochimaru watching another body fall to the ground. Dead. He's been trying to find a substitute host for his perfect bijuu, Niteroi since the only Hatake alive was too old. So far the demon killed every newborn Orochimaru had to offer. The male demon flew out of the body in the shape of white-black smoke and back to the box where his creator kept him.
Orochimaru growled under his breath and ordered one of his snakes to gabble up the little body. He was so consumed with research that he didn't leave the lab for weeks. So far nothing went according to the snake sanins plan.
He won't have his ultimate weapon if he doesn't get a host. The demon he created had the power to control all the kekeigenkai Orochimaru got his hands on and the combined chakras of the tailed demons.
All his hard work is about to go wasted because the only sample Niteroi didn't destroy or absorb was Hatake silver chakra witch he accepted as if it was his own and merged with it.
"Orochimaru-san!" A chunin appeared in the lab. It was Garrote. A spunky sixteen year old boy from the Harass clan. The only graduate the snake sanin trusted enough to let him be in his secret lab without slicing his throat open. The sanin tried his best to look more neutral than he was annoyed when the kid's long brown hair stepped into view along with big green eyes.
"What is it Garrote?" He asked the teenager.
"I was just checking if you're going to Sakumo Hatake's surprise party." The sanin froze at this. Surprise party? What surprise party? He searched his brain for the White Fangs birth date…nope not today. He turned from the screen to face the boy.
"I mean the White Fang doesn't know about it yet but Jairaya-san and Tsunade-sama said it'll be the best way to welcome his new kid to the world." That nearly made Orochimaru jump.
"Sakumo…Has…A child?! " The snake sanin asked shaking the hell out of the smaller boy.
"Well…yeah. Pretty tricky that Sakumo huh? To be able to hide the boy so successfully up till now. Even when Mira was alive nobody noticed." Said Garrote already used to such treating.
"What do you mean when Mira was alive? She came back from a mission not so long ago. She can't be dead."
"Sensei, Mira died two days ago. A week after giving birth to little Kakashi."
"The boy is…already almost two weeks old? My, my they grow up so fast." Orochimaru smiled. Thank you Mira. You kept your word. Were even now. He thought as he bowed his head to honor the soul of his dead friend.
"So…you're coming? The party is starting at eight and Jairaya is trying to convince the Hokage to call Sakumo on a fake mission to bring him to the party." Garrote looked up pleadingly. "If you asked the Hokage is sure to listen." He added playing with his fingers and looking at his sensei with puppy dog eyes. Orochimaru thought about the offer.
This will be the best moment to take a close look at the baby even if the boy will never leave his father's protective side.
"All right. Let Jairaya know I'm coming. Now for the Hokage…" He added disappearing.
This will easier than I thought. Orochimaru snickered as he walked up to the Hokage mansion.