A/N: Ok :) This is my very first fic! Especially thanks to and all my other favourite authors for inspiring me to try and write...something decent I hope :) Yep she turned me into a raving Yonkaka/kakayon lunatic =) Hence why my first fic is based around this couple. Undoubetdly i'm gona miss stuff that should be present when posting a fic, when you review (if you do, PLEASE DO =) can you tell me what i've missed, or give me a message please.
A/N: This is a small fic, (which most of my future stories will be) but it'll have two chapters, one from both characters pov's.
Disclaimer: Well i wish i owned naruto, if i did then Yondaime would somehow have survived and got with kakashi . But sadly i don't. Kishimoto has it all :(
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The Promise & Revelations.
Battlefield – Kakashi's p.o.v.
He couldn't hold on any longer. The world was slipping away from him, and the one thing he had ever truly treasured was many, many miles from the macabre on the battlefield. Probably now sitting behind his desk, signing papers. His silver hair, now doused in thick, crimson blood. Sharingan eye, closed from sheer exhaustion. All he could do was stare up at the full moon, which was slowly being shrouded by the clouds, as if in honour of Kakashi's passing. At least he had won the battle against the ten other enemy ninjas, obviously someone had miscalculated this seemingly 'B' ranked mission. "At least I won," he laughed to himself in some kind of hysteria. Minato would never know. That's what pained him the most, not even the multitudes of wounds and gashes etched into his flesh hurt him more than his sensei being oblivious to how much Kakashi loved him.
As an Anbu, Kakashi was supposed to have destroyed any evidence of his corpse, especially since he harboured the infamous uchiha kekkai genkai. However, when one is pitted against ten enemy ninjas, it's not even anywhere near the phrase 'fair play' particularly when the enemy ninjas were jounin level. "Some life...eh." He mused to himself, becoming delirious and slowly succumbing to blissful unconsciousness. Three huge craters were memento's of Kakashi's last jutsu, normally he would of reflected back and been quite impressed how many times he had used his Mangekyou sharingan. Now though, his arms lay limp at his sides. His mask, shredded and smeared with blood. "First father, then Obito...now...it's me. I'm sorry sensei...Minato.." His whispers fell to deaf ears and breathing became something not instinctive, but laboured and inevitably impossible. Darkness took him.
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A/N: Nearly forgot to mention! Kakashi's age at this time is roughly 16, he's about to leave Anbu but stay a jounin of course. Minato (age 24) has miraculously survived using the Reaper Death Seal :P and Naruto has just been born, which is part of another fic i will upload soon :)
Also as Kakashi is the AMAZING genius he is, he has obtained the mangekyou sharingan after Obito's death. I know i know, but i am allowed to change some things :P
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