Disclaimer: Naruto's not mine or this would be a much better story.
Life is based around routine. One wakes up in the morning, goes through a usually predictable day, and goes to bed. Even if you can never plan how your day will go, that in itself is a routine, because the lack of predictability is always there. Now, when the routine is thrown off is when one should begin to fret just the bit. If the routine is scrambled, shaken, mixed with other things, made to do the Macarena, and then ripped into tiny pieces then feed trough a blender, one should probably start panicking. Than is, unless you are one Hatake Kakashi.
Hatake Kakashi has never been known to panic. This is because he has always known that, sooner or later, life returns to normal, with a few changes. Today was not the case, and he knew it before he woke. That is never a good sign, to know how your day will go before your brain has fully activated. But you see, it was more how Kakashi's brains activated then the lack there of.
On a normal day, Kakashi gets out of bed, visits Obito, trains with his team, plays, um fights, with Gai-sensei, and then he goes home. Eating, breathing, and other such things are fitted in as he is able. Sleep, of course, being what he does when he has finished all these things. Mission are less predictable, but his normal routine predictably returns at the end of each and every mission. Always had, always would…until now. This wasn't a mission, but he wasn't in bed.
Currently, the genius shinobi was flat on his back at the base of a tree in some random woods at around eleven in the morning. There are several things wrong with this picture. One: Kakashi's position implies that he fell out of the tree. Two: He didn't go to sleep in a tree; he went to sleep in his bed. And three: It was eleven in the morning, or just about, and he had just woken up. This meant that he had over slept six hours! And this was sure to bed just the beginning. After all, the fall had not jarred his intuition. Sure, his calmness, rationalization skills, think-before-you-act nature, and his spine, but not his intuition.
As if to prove that this still worked, fate dumped an unusual problem into the space in front of our extremely clothed shinobi. This problem took the form of one Shikamaru Nara, an acquaintance of team seven and many people in Konohagakure. Now, his doing anything at all caused the still upside down Hatake to question whether this really was the Shikamaru he knew. But as if to confer it, fate came to the rescue again. Face breaking into a wide, uncontrollable grin, Shikamaru shouted:
"Hiya Kashi!"
This being too much, the poor ninja fainted.
TBC...
Hm…the next chapter will be better. My beginnings have yet to ever turn out to my approval, but here you go. I think this was one of my better ones, but that's just because I rewrote it three times over about two weeks. Next chapters in the rewrite stage so that it doesn't become a crime to read. Should be up soon (either three days or three weeks, depending on if I get an alone time in this house.) That, and new video games provide endless amusement when you're A/C's broken. Please leave a comment and keep all weapons to yourself!