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I'm going to be writing this story for NaNoWriMo! It's an awesome writing event for the month of November! Please check it out and enjoy!
The familiar wind of Konoha swept through the window and into the apartment of Kakashi Hatake. There weren't many items on the wall, or even on the shelf. It seemed as though he was ready to move on a moment's notice. The living room was barely a place for leisure at all, with having no tv or sofa other than a single wooden chair. As for the kitchen, a woman was definitely needed. The cabinets were full of expired canned food and cereal. The normal life of an S-ranked ninja was full of missions, not so much cooking and cleaning.
Down the hall of the barren suite, there lay a man in his bed. One that has gone through pain and regret, but even mostly betrayal. He always keeps a smile on for his students, white his hidden face says something else. It's been recent that his past has been coming back. Not too long ago Obito and Madara threatened the lives of all shinobi, using the tailed beasts as weapons. Kakashi had to see and hear his old companion talk about how he was trash, confusing his already war-damaged mind. Ever since his sensei died, trash is what he'd already become, according to himself.
The man groaned at the sound of a Konoha messaging bird. He sat up and held his arm out for the bird to land on. He carefully took the small piece of paper that withheld the reason for his summoning to the Hokage.
The note read:
Kakashi, there has been disturbances along the border of the Fire Country and The Earth Country. I need you and your team to come to the tower so I can debrief all of you on your mission. This is top secret so do not go along and tell everyone alright, brat?
Kakashi sighed and threw the note away. He had just came home from a three week mission just two days ago and he just got out of the hospital last night. The doctors told him that his eye was acting up because they noticed the chakra was erratic and uncontrollable. Kakashi remembered what they had said and groaned at the thought of Naruto cussing him out because they would not be able to go on the mission with himself injured. He choose to keep quiet just for that reason, and maybe because he did not feel like leaving with broken bones from Tsunade.
Kakashi sat up and sauntered over to his dresser. With slow and lazy movements, he picked out his normal Jonin uniform and walked to the bathroom for his morning shower. Today it seemed like he was trying to beat his tardiness record by doing everything slowly and paced.
He stepped inside the shower and turned it on. The feeling of the scolding water would make many jump away, but he found it soothing. Most times, Kakashi feels the running water drip under his nose and checks to see if it is not bleeding. That is just a shinobi mind, he assumes. He reaches for the shampoo and sees his body. He takes a long look at all of the scars that he had tried to avoid, and all the tiny marks that only he can see. He tries to forget them all, because all they do is cause him pain, even thought they are healed.
Kakashi finished his shower and got ready to collect his pupils. As always, he skipped breakfast and just walked straight out the door. He double checked that he had everything including his food, scrolls, pills, and medical supplies. Once he was positive that he was ready to go, Kakashi walked towards the closest residence out of his students... Sakura's.
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