AN: just so everyone knows I don't own this anime nor its characters. This story is pure fantasy and is made for the enjoyment of the readers.
Kizumi: or at least that's how reality plays it, in truth every fan want to own their own sexy ninja's.
Kisumi: isn't that the truth but sadly enough I don't have that much talent to create such wonderful beings.
Kizumi: ok get on with it already! You talk too much….
Remembrance
"KAKASHI! " The young boy heard his sensei holler amidst the clouds of blazing demons fire leaching off the one and only Kyuubi. His teacher and beloved person raced toward him as the dazed young boy is almost crushed by a burning tree that was collapsing. Said boy had just taken a flying lesson from marking said demons left paw. He could feel the man's tough and warmth as he was held protectively close, he could also feel the man's weight as if he were truly there and the battle was in total reality at that very moment. Soon it lifted; while his teacher the yondime checked for further injuries to his pubesint pupil, finding none she sighed and rushed back to the battle field. Seconds lapsed, then Kakashi was alone, his friend s dead, teacher missing in action; the only things left were the memories of his loved ones drifting, like moving pictures in slow motion walking away from him and waving goodbye as if it was only a short time they would be gone from his sight. Kakashi stood and chased after them begging them to slow down and wait for the young boy to catch up so they could all go together, stretching his hand out to grab hold of cloth. In sight it was a hand of a boy but with a blink it became the hand of an older more experienced shonabi, now scared and bitterly cold, it was covered in calices and thin lines from age now and forever more to show the world. The now older Kakashi knew it was only ghosts that he was chasing; however he couldn't stop himself from running after them, his hand almost able to close around Obito's arm sleeve his last step had him falling down a dark hole that his friends had crossed like it wasn't even there. But now he was falling faster and faster, in mid fall he wiped himself around to find his friends and sensei had gathered around the spot he had fallen through like it was something that should have been utterly impossible. Rin had her hand stretch down into the whole but now it was too late and too far to reach it from when he was. Then with another blink they were gone, the only thing that was left was the cold distinct darkness that wrapped itself around him.
In the distance a bird chirped merrily along in the warm sunshine that was filling his closed eyes opening them slightly the sunshine splashed the bland white wash walls with a maraud of colors making the bleak hospital room seem more inviting than it really was. Residing now in this room was the baffled Jonin laced with as many bandages as he had dogs and weapons, his aches, pains and pounding head where enough to pull and groan of annoyance from his raw throat. "Was I yelling in my sleep again?" The thought had barely rolled from his thought when the door to his room slides open, someone's footsteps cut across the floor quickly to where Kakashi was lying on the floor.
"Hataka- san, you'll catch your death if you continue to stay on the floor like that, then what would the Hokage do if you did pass off from such a simple thing?" the words were soft but the voice was scolding him just the same, the same voice he believed to belong to the Hokage's first student Shizune. Only when her hand touched Kakashis arm did the silver haired man open his eyes, his body acting out of written reflex that had been placed there from his time in the ANBU Corp; it had taken a few moments for Kakashi to release the poor girls arm from behind her back his face turned apologetic as she handed him a glass of fresh water she had brought with her. The man sighed heavily while lying back on his sterile bed trying to recall how on earth he had managed to whined up back in the hospital, though there was a slight problem he couldn't remember anything after he had taken his mission from the daimyo. Since it was Shizune that was tending to him he figured it was fine to inquire his information from her.
"Shizune- san, would you mind explaining how I managed to be in this bed when I am supposed to be out on my mission right now?" The Brunet just stared at him in total disbelief; shock ran over him as she walked back from the door after reclosing it, a blur of questions raining from her mouth a mile a minute, before her last few questions ran off her tong she was checking his pupils with a medical light, first the right side then the left, making sure both where reacting normally. During which time Kakashi kept silent till the last possible moment he answered all questions in order until he reached the last one, it was then that Kakashi fully realized that something was truly wrong. He, the famous copy Ninja in all his pride and glory of his village, couldn't for the life of him remember the Hokages name, or which number coincided with that particular name either. Now Kakashi was starting to doubt himself then Shizune place her hands on either of his shoulders to force him to face her determination to get that answer.
"Kakashi-san, tell me who the current Hokage is?" once again the silver haired jonin couldn't speak the name since it wasn't there, not on the tip of his tong and not nudging in the back of his head like a pain in the neck. "I'm sorry but I don't remember that person's name; however I can remember yours and you methodic footsteps Shizune, as well as the things you have asked me and a few others. Except from the time that I received my orders to the point when I wake up here, it's like I never left for my mission."The poor man had no clue what to do with himself anymore, his students where gone and on their own now under the teachings of others and didn't have the time to even visit with him. He started doing more and more odd jobs for his regular shift and extra ANBU shifts to fill his free time, even going so far as to do simple jobs for to daimyo and the Hokage, so why of all time did the damn name seem to elude him every time he tired to remember it. Kakashi never even realized that Shizune had left the room to report her findings to give her report; although it wasn't actually Shizune who had entered Kakashi's room at all. No in fact she looked nothing like the independent women Kakashi had supposedly seen in the room; actually it was a redheaded intern medic-nin doing her rounds when she had heard him screaming in his sleep.
Minutes, which felt like hours, slipped slowly by as the now slightly depressed copy ninja stared out of his room window watching people go by on their way to whatever place it was they needed to be, it wasn't long till his door was sliding open again only this time with an audible accompaniment of many footsteps resounding from either two or three people and them carrying something his way. The last set of footprints stopped just inside the door and closed it with a quite click, then continued to grow closer and louder and the all approached at the same time. Kakashi never even bothered to turn around not trusting his senses anymore than what was outside the window nor was he able to trust anything his mind remembered of other faces in pain of not being able to see past the facade or even not recognizing someone who might even be important to either the village or maybe even him. So he just continued to stare out the window and waited for them to speak instead.
"Hey Kakashi-sensei, how are you feeling today, it's good to see that your awake now." The voice came from his left was annoying but seemed to be more mature than the last time he heard the boy speak, though still as excitable as ever. Replying with a fine seemed more than accurate to the question but his eyes never left the shining window; the person to his right spoke next and with this voice Kakashi noted that it was also a man's voice however he was older but seemed to have the emotional control of a young girl who was berating a friend over something stupid.
"What in hell do you mean fine! It has been basically a week since they found you in the woods inside a tree trunk… barely alive from the extent of your wounds and the amount of chakra you over used again! Though now your acting like you can't even spare a passing glance to people who were worried sick about you… it's like we are complete strangers with the way your acting!" The third person directly behind Kakashi must have been holding the second man back if the dancing steps crossing the laminate was anything to go by.
"Iruka-sensei please, try to calm down, and Naruto put that damn kunai away before I do it for you, and you know I will kick your ass if that happens… Iruka-sensei I'm sure Kakashi-sensei has his reasons for being so cold at the moment. He is probably still tired and in a great deal of pain right now also so this sort of reaction is normal from people who have almost died." This one was female and seemed to have a calmer and sharper mind than the other two in the room, she also knew when questions shouldn't be asked and when it was fine that they be asked also, though the worry was still evident in her tones.
Kisumi: well this is all I can write for now, yes my other stories will be updated soon but I've kind of hit a stump with them right now so please forgive me!!!!!!
Kizumi: like they would, it's been months since you last updated them! You hate it when there is not any updates to you fav manga online right… so don't expect them to forgive you so easily chipy
Iruka: oh just get on with it already; look forward to the next chapter tomorrow. Kay ^_^
Kisumi, Kizumi: Yeppers well nighty night all we need sleep to get ova this flu bug haha