Chapter 1:
Heroism is way over-rated, Kakashi thinks as he stands staring down at death yet again.
It is nearing the end of the war, and all he can think is- Fuck! His eyes hurt!
Regardless, he opens the chakra gates, a technique he so deftly copied from Gai and rushes to form the Raikiri in his hand.
He halts.
There's a frightening kind of chaos around.
Kakashi glances at the haunting figure of Uzumaki Naruto, battling the ten-tails chakra and winning.
Goddamnit!
When did the boy become so powerful?
When did he become the Yondaime?
He feels a familiar kind of awe settling in his bones.
Madara pants with the effort to keep his control over the battle. Kakashi knows without a doubt that if the odds got too bad, the Uchiha will escape and return yet another day to destroy them.
Kakashi thinks he cannot allow it. Thinks he owes his team-his kids- a peaceful world to live and lord over.
Thinks that maybe, living is way over-rated too.
And fuck! His eyes just hurt!
Kakashi's entire body bursts into chakra, into lightening, the sound of a thousand birds chirping adding to the chaos.
He takes aim and rushes forwards, knowing the end of war is near...the end of him too.
He collides with Madara from behind, and they explode into million fucking pieces.
He looks at Naruto's aghast face and looks at the blinding world and lets out a bark of laughter, and thinks...thinks that his Sensei would have loved this ending and his old man, wherever he was, was dancing with pride and making a damn fool of himself.
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