(Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the plot- once again. Here's a brand new story for all of you readers! Tell me what you think.)
Summary: Team 7's sensei was lost, and some strange teenager arrived in the same day. It could not be just a coincidence, could it? Without memories and with only the reflexes of a well trained shinobi could possess, Kakashi is a clean slate, allowing him to be molded for greatness or be pushed toward the darkness beyond. Konoha has him- for now- but how long can they hold him secure? How long can Kakashi stay there, confused and utterly unsure of his very existence?
Chapter 1
*No POV*
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Wind howled in the distance, signalling the arrival of a foreknown storm, and the group of children, still awaiting the appearance of their sensei, stood in the middle of it. A blond shivered and glanced over at his teammates with cerulean colored eyes. "Can we go now," yet again, a whine rose from the twelve year old's mouth, annoying his other two allies- who happened to belong to Team Seven, as well.
Pink hair swooshed to the side as the green eyes narrowed at the blond boy. "Naruto, we can't leave-"
"But Sakurraaa!"
A noise to their left was greeted with an exasperated shout from the blond. Opening his mouth, the dark haired boy- who the sound echoed from- rolled his eyes, attempting to remain still with his lower back against the railing. He was freezing, but no one needed to know that piece of information. "Hn, you're just weak, dobe." Instantly, Naruto roared at the insult.
"What was that, teme?!"
A slender brow raised at him, while the blond glared him down. With a soft, "Idiot," escaping the raven haired boy, the other male of the group lunged forward, fully committed to strangling the arrogant bastard. In a matter of seconds, both boys were on the ground, throwing punches and aiming sharp kicks at each other. Upon cocking his fist back, Naruto smashed it into the usually smug or irritated face, who was sporting the latter option. The dark haired one quickly counterattacked, appreciating the loud grunt that he was awarded from the blond moron.
The girl simply watched, not even leaping in to save her "beloved" Sasuke; it just happened to be the only amusement in her day thus far, and she didn't particularly believe the raven needed the assistance. Obviously, he could hold his own against the dead last thrust at them from the second they all first met their silver-haired sensei, which was still currently absent from the group.
Yes, their teacher was relatively late or caught procrastinating to reach their meeting time and place, but this was getting ridiculous! Sakura's eye twitched when she heard a grunt slide out of Sasuke's mouth. Her anger boiled, toward the blond hitting Sasuke, toward her tardy teacher, and of the inconsiderate and despicable weather. Why did he have to be nearly five hours late?
The girl groaned aloud, and with one more noise, she snapped, her inner self taking charge. "Stop it or I'll make you two stop!" Neither one of the boys listening, opting to ignore the enraged kunoichi. That was did not have a positive outcome; let's just say they'd be feeling pretty sore in the morning- heck they'll be bruising now with her strength.
"Gentlemen, Ladies," a voice interrupted their quarreling. Silence filled the air until- that is- a crack of thunder erupted, and immediately, the sky released a stream of cold liquid. After the first excessively loud crack from the sky, Naruto had successfully bit back a scream of surprise. However, his eyes remained wide. Clearly, he didn't expect the noise.
"Wait..." Naruto scrunched his nose up at the grey-haired man before him, wrinkles ruling over his face more than the goatee did- in the young jinchuuriki's opinion. "Did you just say, 'Ladies,' old man?"
A slight move of the corner of the man's mouth signaled the start of a smirk, pipe fitting into his mouth effortlessly. Sasuke stated. "Looks like he was referring to you as part of that specific group." An amused expression surfaced as Naruto gasped.
"Oh heck no, you bastard. Take that back!"
He lunged forward, but Sasuke merely side-stepped him with ease, mumbling his accustomed "Hn."
"You're the one that has that duck butt haircut! It's even longer than mine!" That statement wiped any trace of delight off the other boy's face, replacing it with anger instead. A grin splitting his face, Naruto jutted a finger to his chest. "I totally got ya, believe it!" His voice and eyes matched, displaying his glee for finally showing up the so-called prodigy.
In the meanwhile, Sasuke bit his lip, concealing his hatred of the boy before him. Every fiber of the raven wanted to wrap his hands around the other's neck and squeeze. He may not let on, but he was downright ticked off. He couldn't understand his teacher was so disturbingly late and inefficient. How was he going to avenge his clan with that person as a freaking instructor.
The man before the three children cleared his throat. "You three, follow me, and please cease the fighting." Naruto and Sakura shared a similar look of puzzlement, but Sakura's had more of a worried tinge to it than the blond boy. Sasuke, with his indifferent gaze settled back into place, followed the Third Hokage silently.
. . . .
"Since Kakashi is... currently unavailable, we will have to assign you another- temporary- team leader." Three pairs of eyes, all different colors, locked onto the Hokage's face. It was definitely easy to perceive that the Third was not lying, ultimately serious overall.
"You may also have another teammate tomorrow at eight."
(I came to this idea a little while ago, and I thought, why not? I'm not a hundred percent sure where I'm exactly going with this, but I know some things. Just tell me any suggestions you have. It is also unknown what the pairings are- or if there's any to begin with. However, I'm up for anything, just say something, and I'll take it into consideration. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this, or at least gave it a chance.)