Missjulia: Well, I wrote this. One of those "Five" whatevers things. I love writing memes. This will probably get a few more chapters. I'll mark it as complete but things will be added.
Kayla: I can't believe it. You fell into the meme trap.
Missjulia: Shut up. Anyways, this one is Kakashi, really, and I happen to be quite proud of it. Enjoy! Also, I don't own any of this, that would be Kishimoto. Though if that manga gets any stupider I may have to take it off his hands. Sheesh.
Five Things Hatake Kakashi Hates About His Team
1. Ghosts. They were ghosts of his old team. Obito and Naruto, Rin and Sakura and, as much as he hated to admit it, himself and Sasuke. He couldn't escape his past and Kami it hurt sometime to look at then and wonder 'Was that really how we were?' and know beyond all doubt that the answer was a resounding yes. The only difference was that he could never be half the sensei Minato has been. Half the father Minato had been. To them all.
2. Naruto really was his father's son. Yes, Kushina was there in his huge grin and his loud voice and his wild ambitions but even when he was like Kushina he was like Minato too. His sunny hair and bright blue eyes and the way that he would just look at you sometimes with a soft smile on his face and you could tell he was looking straight into your soul. His determination and work ethic and how you believed him because when he was that sure, that was how it was, no other way about it. Yes, Naruto as almost too similar to his father and it scared Kakashi. Scared him out of his wits.
3. Sasuke. Oh Sasuke. He called himself an avenger and maybe he was, or would be, but Kakashi knew that if he walked down that path he would never come back. Kakashi had almost walked into that darkness himself. As it was, Sasuke would never stop hating the world and he would only go to his own death. Kakashi wished he could stop Sasuke himself but he couldn't. He was too jaded. There was a reason Obito had always been the cheerful one, after all.
4. Sakura was weak and Kakashi couldn't help her. She didn't want to be helped. If she died, he'd feel guilt, yes, but he couldn't make her stronger. He couldn't push her. Kakashi may be the Copy Nin, may know a thousand jutsu but he didn't know how to motivate her, how to wake her from the fantasy she lived in. She'd have to do that much herself.
5. He couldn't help them and he couldn't hold them. They weren't his. They didn't stay with him for long before they went their separate way but he had expected that. He had known that he could only teach them the basics, maybe more, before he lost them. They were too strong, too full of potential for him to hold and though he hadn't quite thought that he'd lose them to the Sannin, of all sensei, it was still hard. Despite the prestige of their new mentors it still hurt. He had wanted, for once, something that he could proudly call his own, something that he could claim and say "This was my doing". Team Seven was not that thing, not that group. He couldn't call them his. Hatake Kakashi never took another team because it was one of his final truths; it is better to never have loved at all. He had loved and lost too much already.
Missjulia: Well, sorry about the mild angst. I love angst. I'm gonna kinda have a post frenzy for awhile. I wrote a bunch in my absence. Read and review, please! Thank you! (521 words - A/Ns)