A.N.: Hey guys, I realise I haven't written anything for a while but the plot bunnies bit me the other day whilst I was listening to How You Remind Me by Nickelback. So, yeah inspiration comes from that song, and I better let you guys know now, this is not a happy Kakairu fic, this is a depressing one. I was depressed when I wrote this, so, yeah, don't read the entirety of this fic if you want a happy, loving Kakairu fic.

Warnings for this chapter: Wee bit of swearing, mentions of death. Not much in this one.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or anything.

Cold

Cold. All he felt was cold. Seppuku, if he remembered Sensei correctly, and he usually did. His father, the great White Fang, had commit Seppuku, right in front of his son. Kakashi knew he should be sad, but he just couldn't feel anything, just like his father had felt about him all of... before his death. Coward. The only word to describe his father. Life was too bad for him, but death was too good. Kakashi cursed his father as he walked the long winding road to Cloud. Apparently he had relatives there, according to the ANBU captain following him, making sure he got there safely. What do they care? It's not like I am all that special. Damn you father. This is all your fault.

When he got there, Kakashi immediately knew there would be no relatives waiting, no warm welcome. It was too bloody cold. He turned and looked at the ANBU that was walking by his side.

"Why have I been sent here? Why should anyone give a damn anymore about me?" he demanded. The ANBU looked shocked at his outburst (from what Kakashi could see anyway, from behind that damn mask) and shook his head.

"Your clan have all had lightening element chakra and it is very important to the Lord Hokage that your chakra be nurtured so that you, your chakra and your genius can be used for the good of the village. So where better to learn all about lightening element that in a village full of lightening using shinobi. Plus your clan originates from here."

Kakashi took his time absorbing all of this in-depth information and then sighed.

"Ok, I understand but did it have to be in a place that is so bloody freezing?" he accentuated his statement by wrapping his bony arms around his skinny frame and rubbing his hands up and down, trying to get the friction to warm himself. The ANBU just laughed and clapped a warm hand to the young boy's lean shoulder.

"You will get used to it, kid. In the mean time, use your chakra to keep yourself warm. Aren't you supposed to be a genius or something?"

All Kakashi wanted to do was to get somewhere warm, so he ignored the ANBU's snide comment and concentrated on spreading his white chakra throughout his body and warming himself. If he hadn't ignored the ANBU, he would likely land on his ass, or somewhere he didn't want to be.

The young boy and the ANBU captain walked towards the Raikage and his men, as a blast of cold air washed over them, making Kakashi realise how strong the chakra was in the shinobi's of Cloud. As they reached the Raikage, there was no warmth, no smile, nothing that reminded him of home. There was no emotion rolling off the leader, just layer upon layer of strength and coldness. At least there was something that reminded him of his father.

The ANBU turned to Kakashi with a grim look upon his face.

"This is goodbye, young one. Be strong, as the Fourth knows you can be. I hope to see you again one day, as a grown man, mature and strong. Goodbye."

And he was gone, in a spike of chakra, and a poof of smoke. Kakashi sighed, then turned and walked towards the Raikage, turning his back on his old life, with all it's death and sorrow, and walked towards his new one, his head held high.

To be continued....

A.N.: Well? What do you think? Mind you, this was done on a Friday night, in a pitch black car, with everyone absolutely knackered! I am gonna hopefully write the next chapter soon. By the way, I betaed this myself, so let me know if I missed anything! See ya soon!!

DKH