Prologue
Disclaimer: I don't own this series. I just like to play with Sensei's characters and make them dance like good little puppets.
Warnings: This is yaoi. This simply means that members of the male specimen or guys with dicks will be in love with each other here. If this is not your cup of tea, please exit to the left with your sanity still in one piece. Thank you and have a nice day.
"The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."
Robert Frost, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Pain. A blinding sort of pain that caused the world as he knew it to tip on its axis. It was a scorching white pain that branded his flesh, until it found solace in his bones. But he ignored it, not because he could, but because he had to. He gritted his teeth but continued counting in his mind, with only one thought running through the haziness. Get there! His legs acted on the command and he stood up, ready to get to his students. His students who were no longer his. They weren't even kids anymore but adults now. A right that had been cruelly beaten onto them. Blood ran down his eye, staining porcelain skin and black fabric. He had to get back. He had to reach them; he had to make it...! His jutsu started to warp into action, when something went wrong. A clenching sensation gripped onto his innards and he fell to his knees. No. Kami, NO! He prayed clenching his jounin jacket that was soaked with blood. His kids, his students, his team. He had to get to his...When his body was thrown into the gaping hole, sucked into his own jutsu.
His eyes drifted to the two leaves riding the wind. Two green leaves dancing to the rhythm of the breeze. His lips lifted into a smile. Konoha was at peace. "Hokage-sama!" someone shouted and when he looked at the end of the road, some kids were staring at him with broad grins. Greasy faces were shining with such happiness, that he w anted to capture it with a camera. They waved at him with grubby hands. He nodded and watched as they sprinted off. He folded his hands behind his back as their laughter galloped into his ears. Their laughter felt like happiness to him and it was. He could get used to this. His robes swished around his ankles as he continued his trek. Rays of gold splashed against vivid blue. A serenity only sunset brought covered the village. People were winding down from the hustle and bustle of the day's activities, closing up their stores, saying goodbye to their friends, stopping to just bask in the contentment of a good day's work. Windows were closed, signs were turned, children were beckoned inside, dinner was set, hands were washed, families were gathered, and prayers were said. The day was coming to its end, as it always did. Midst of all of this, their Hokage walked. Alone and free. No longer was loneliness associated with pain and a past as turbulent as a child's could get. No. This freedom warmed his heart and hid the shadows that threatened to rot his soul. He looked up and nodded. He would look to the good, forget the bad, remember their sacrifices, honor their memory, and live the life he knew they would want him to. With that in mind, he moved to leave when the air above him distorted. On instinct, he jumped back. A large gaping hole slowly appeared. Violent winds flapped his robes and a sucking sensation pulled his body. Quickly, he applied chakra to his feet and got out a kunai. He was reading himself for a potential enemy when a body was hurled down to him. He grabbed the corpse (?) and the weight of the man threatened to throw him off balance. Thankfully, his chakra kept him anchored. The hole slowly closed until it completely vanished. "What the hell?" he mumbled, looking at the motionless body. That was when his nose twitched. Blood. He had to get the man to the hospital.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Blackness blinded him. Where was he? How did he get here? Why did he feel so heavy? So tired? He tried to move his limbs but nothing happened. He looked around but couldn't see anything for miles. Why did he feel so cold? So empty? He knew nothing; his mind was as blank as the space he currently was in. Panic rose and a need to get somewhere overpowered him. His...It was at the edge of his mind, urging him to come to his senses. Something blazed his mind, burning his retinas and sparking something else. Words slipped from his mouth. "Sakura?" Like the flower? "Sai?" As a dagger or did he mean talent? "Naruto" his croaky voice and he knew then. He knew who he was. It came back to him. He was Hatake Kakashi. Jounin of Konoha. Son of Hatake Sakumo. Ex student of Namikaze Minato. Ex Anbu member. Former Sensei of Haruno Sakura, Sai, Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto. Yes, he remembered now. He had to get to them, they needed him, and he had to go to them... His eyes opened and he was met with blue.
"Glad to see that you're awake" the person said and he groaned in response. "It's not everyday that someone lands on me" the deep voice continued. Kakashi steeled his stomach as his eyes adjusted to the unfamiliar room. However one of his eyes, the one that the Sharingan had replaced, dimmed and he realized that he couldn't see out of it. Well shit. Cloth rippled and when he looked up, yellowed threatened to blind the other eye. "Care to tell me how you have the Sharingan, Hatake Kakashi?" the person asked and his eyes widened. Because standing in front of him was an older Uzumaki Naruto.
Additional notes: Welcome readers. This is the first installment of " Stopping by Woods on a Snowy evening" written by myself, also beta'ed by myself because Frosty is a shit beta reader and Patrick is no better. If you read the summary you would know that this is KakaNaru/NaruKaka fic. If you read this prologue, you would notice that it started out pretty slow. Yeah, the romantic development is going to be like that in this fic. It's going to start out with a strong friendship that is pushed into a bromance which finally settles into romance. I would also like to add, I don't do lemons. That will only lead to embarrassment on both parties, so I'm not even going to attempt to cross that bridge. It will get citrusy, but that's it. No lemons. Finally, if you were expecting something like "Oh, Naruto, you're so hot, let me fuck you" clearly, this fic is not for you. In fact, don't let me get started on that shit. Here, there will be strong denials, mixed signals, oblivious confusion, shaky convictions, delicious jealousy, messed up feelings, all garnished with a strong dose of angst.
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