I rewrote the first chapter. I know I haven't been writing in my story at all. This is mainly because my first chapter was so bad, it was embarrassing. I think I'll rewrite the whole thing now, so don't expect a real update anytime soon

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Konoha was protected. It had an army of ninja to guard it against attackers. It had a high-technology bubble around it that let these ninja know when an intruder came. No matter what your strategy was, you couldn't invade Konoha. If you didn't have proper identification, you couldn't get in. Period. It was that simple.

Inuyasha didn't have identification. How could he? Two hundred years ago, they didn't make papers that would tell his mother 'Guess what? You had a baby!' as if she didn't already know this. Where he lived at the time didn't give identification out, either. It was not on the islands where ninja lived, and didn't have ninja technology. Inuyasha should not be able to get into Konoha.

But there he sat, in the Village Hidden in the Leaves, watching three young ninja fight about who was going to feed the chickens. He watched, tugging at the back of the bandanna he was wearing to cover up his ears, as the blonde boy with whisker marks on his cheeks said, "I hate chickens! They're freaky!"

As the pink-haired girl punched him, and screeched at him to suck it up, she wasn't doing it all herself, and Sasuke couldn't be degraded in such a way, Inuyasha thought about how glad he was these ninja had such weird hair colors. He couldn't cover his silver hair. If he dumped it in ink to blacken it, he would pass out from the smell.

Then, the raven haired boy, Sasuke, he assumed, made a snide comment about how 'the dobe' was a scaredy-cat, and shouldn't be a shinobi. 'The Dobe' whisker marked kid pounced on him yelling things that didn't make sense, such as 'you don't know what it's like to be me!', 'I'm gonna be Hokage', and 'You're a girly chicken-boy!'. All the while, Sasuke was dodging his blows, and saying things like, 'you're weak' and beating the poor Dobe to the ground.

Inuyasha wondered idly why the teacher didn't do anything to stop the fight, and just sat there, reading a book. He also wondered why the girl looked so worried for The Dobe, at least until he realized that deep down in her, so deep she didn't even realize it, she liked The Dobe. He rested his attention on the teacher. He was still making no move to stop the fighting.

Inuyasha the turned his attention to an old man, probably the one who owned the chickens. He was looking on the scene with a look that wasn't worried or pitying or scared it was just a look that said. My poor chickens won't get fed anytime soon. Probably anytime within the hour. He was most likely a retired ninja, Inuyasha thought, when he saw that the man was missing a leg. The man's arm was broken, too.

Inuyasha looked back at the teacher, who was seemingly immersed in his book. He wouldn't stop the fight. What a useless teacher.

It looked like the task was up to him. He had to get the two boys to stop fighting, otherwise the poor cripple would never get his chickens fed. He cursed Kagome for making him so soft.

"Oi," he said, stepping out of the trees. He wished he would've gotten ninja clothes before he really showed himself to any ninja. He probably looked like such a hick, with his plain black bandanna, and red hakama which he had untied a the bottoms, so they swished stupidly around his legs. Not only that, but he didn't even have his fire-rat haori on, only his undershirt. He had lent his haori to Sango when she said she was going to be slaying some fire demons. He looked like a perfect odd ball.

Surprisingly, that small 'Oi' was enough to stop the fight. They both stopped and looked at him.

"Who are you?!" The Dobe yelled at him, rubbing at an already healing bruise. During their battle he had gotten tons of injuries, to the point of almost being deformed. There wasn't one part of him that wasn't wounded in some way.

"More importantly, what do you want?" Sasuke prissy pants said, also rubbing a bruise. This was on his face, and was the only injury he got from their fight.

Inuyasha wasn't really prepared for these questions. Of course, he knew who he was, and what he wanted from the village, but he didn't want to tell them. So, he simply said,

"Look, I'm me, and I want you idiots to stop fighting and actually do what you're here for. In case you've forgotten, which I think you have, you're here to feed these chickens. It's not that hard."

The teacher finally looked up from his book. "And how do you know that?" He said, as if he were the smartest thing in the world. He wasn't.

" I was walking by," Inuyasha said easily, "and I happened to overhear that someone couldn't feed these chickens because he was too scared. I wanted to see what sort of a ninja was scared of a chicken. So I did, and then they started fighting, and I thought, that poor guy's chicken's will never be fed, so I stepped in. Is that explanation enough for you?"

The guy thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, thanks. We'll feed them. Good-bye."

Inuyasha didn't have anything more to say, so he left. He had better things to do. This guy would be useless, anyway. No good at teaching someone how to be a shinobi.

He walked around town a bit, asking around as to who was the best shinobi in the village, besides the leader. Inuyasha figured that the one who was the strongest would teach him. Out of the twenty people he asked, he found that thirteen said that it was a man by the name of Kakashi. So it was settled. He was going to be taught by Kakashi. Inuyasha wouldn't have it any other way.

So, he asked where the man was. Most didn't know, but he found someone, finally, who said they saw him on the bridge every day.

Inuyasha sat there waiting on the bridge for hours, when finally the teacher from before, and his students appeared, still a long ways off. He looked at the group, making slow progress to the bridge. This Kakashi person hadn't showed up. What if the man had lied to him? What if the Kakashi person never showed? He was waiting there for no reason. As the group finally walked onto the bridge, The Dobe yelled,

"YOU!!!"

"Me." Inuyasha said, peeved at the loudness.

"What are you doing in our spot??!"

"It doesn't have your name on it."

The teacher stepped in. "Are you waiting for somebody?"

"Are you stalking us?" The Dobe said, in the illusion that he was being clever.

Inuyasha ignored the kid "I'm waiting for somebody"

"Who?" asked the little nosy girl. Inuyasha officially didn't like her. She had ugly colored hair, and a giant forehead.

"Is it any of your business?" he asked.

"You're on our bridge, so it makes it ours." This was the snide little sasuke. He officially didn't like Sasuke. He was a smart aleck, who clearly spent hours on his hair every morning to make it stick up just right.

"It's not your bridge."Inuyasha said, but then, to get them off his case, he added "It's some guy named Kakashi."

They knew him. He could see it in their faces. The Dobe and Forehead didn't even try to conceal it.

"So, you know him?" Inuyasha said, but not like a question.

The teacher smirked under his mask. "Sure. What do you want him for?"

"I want him to train me to be a ninja. That's all." Inuyasha sounded casual, there was no reason not to tell him.

"I'm sorry, but I'm Kakashi, and I don't train dropouts." He said this simply, like it was to be accepted by everyone, and that was the end of things.

"I didn't drop out of anywhere, I was just never taught." Inuyasha combated, a flash going through his eyes, a challenge. This amused Kakashi. Something new, Kakashi thought. Four students wouldn't be too bad if he won, and if he lost....

"Fine," he said, "I will teach you, but only if you defeat Naruto, here" The Dobe stepped forward.

"I WON'T LOSE!!" he shouted.

"Shut up for once, would ya?" Inuyasha said, adopting a fighting stance. "If you don't I'll do it for you"

The chuunin at the gate woke up, drowsy and confused. His partner was seemingly asleep next to him. His neck hurt. He wasn't in the mood for this. He took his water bottle and dumped it on his partner. "Wake up." he grumped, ignoring the fact that he himself had just been asleep. If he had paid more attention to his friend's state, he would've realized that his companion wasn't asleep, but rather unconscious.

How did Inuyasha get into Konoha? Through the front door.