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Summary: (Post Parallel and set during Parallel Surreality) As Kakashi, Trieze had seen a lot worse than the appearences of the five teens in front of him, but it was the appearance of the blonde that hurt him most. As Naruto, Quatre had experienced worse things, but the look in Trieze's eyes hurt a lot worse than the bullet that had gone through his shoulder. (One Shot) GWNaruto crossover

In Honor of Naruto's Birthday! Happy Birthday, Naruto!

A/N: wont have internet access tomorrow, so you all get this a day early!

Angel of Death

He remembered a time when he was a prodigy in the arts of war, and when he had met one of the greatest ninja to ever live. He had even studied the arts of the ninja under that man, and later, after his teacher had died, he had come to be placed as the guardian of his son. Eventually, he had fallen in love with his ward, and his ward with him, but neither had made a move to admit anything until the boy's last moments in life.

That is why, when he first saw him, and recognized the chakra signature, he had been ecstatic to discover that the boy had been reincarnated at approximately the same time. They were both at about the same age as when they had first officially met the first time around. Then he had found out that they were enemies, and that had devastated him. Now, he had come to accept this, so long as they were enemies, they could not have a relationship in the truest sense, thought Pilot 05 must suspect something if the odd looks the black haired teen kept giving them at intervals were any indication.

Trieze remembered a lot of things, one especially gruesome memory was before he had been reincarnated and had been an elite ninja by the name of Hatake kakashi, and had still been a member of the ANBU Corps. Of course, what was in front of him was not as bad as what he had seen back then, but this had the effect of making him wonder why the hell he was just standing there staring when the boy he loved most was hurt, bloody and battered by his own soldiers.

Quatre remembered a lot of things, including his previous lifetimes as Uzumaki Naruto, both times, and the first time he had been Quatre Raberba Winner. He'd been through allot, he'd been stabbed, beaten, slashed, burned, poisoned, skinned, raped, shot, and even undergone sensory deprivation and had had chunks taken out of him for the sake of experimentation. But despite it all, it was the look of guilt, horror, and sadness in Trieze's eyes that hurt most.

Quatre knew where some of that hurt and sadness came from, after the first time they had officially met, Quatre had learned that Trieze had kept all his memories from the lifetime in which he had been known as the Copy-Ninja Hatake Kakashi. It was a while after that he had found out that the safeguards he had left behind had not been picked up by Anko or Ibiki as he intended, but by Kakashi, who, lacking the information Anko and Ibiki had had, had had to wing it with the Oracles at the time look as far as they could to help guide him.

It shouldn't have been Kakashi who went. He had hoped to spare the man the knowledge that as the Oracle, he had moved people like pawns across a chessboard. But in many ways, Quatre was glad that it had been Kakashi who had picked up the safeguard he'd left behind. If it hadn't been Kakashi who had picked it up instead of Anko or Ibiki, it was highly likely that Trieze would never have known him, and he (Quatre) would have had to watch him, and know that he could never approach because they were on separate sides of the field, and because he knew that Trieze would soon die. Still, at least they could have this time together…

Well, never mind all of that though, the blonde thought. Since they were there, he might as well get some entertainment out of the situation…

"Are you going to stop staring, Trieze?" the blonde said finally.

Trieze smiled. "I was thinking how adorable you manage to look, even when you're bloody and bruised."

The shocked and scandalized looks he received from the other boys was amusing.

Quatre gave a decidedly ungentlemanly snort. "As much a pervert now as you were in the past I see."

Trieze smiled, which turned into a look of concern as Quatre shifted his weight and hissed in pain as a patch of red blossomed over his clothes. The OZ Commander was at his side immediately.

"This doesn't look good," he murmured, gloved hands running lightly over the wound. "I'm very sorry, 04, I didn't think that the men would go this far."

"It's alright. This is war after all."

Trieze sighed. "I would feel much better about this if you would just pull out and let me take you somewhere."

Quatre gave the brunette an impish smile and leaned forward. "Oh, Trieze," he breathed huskily, "You may take me anywhere you like…"

Trieze blushed. "Quatre!"

"Winner!" Wufei snapped, his pale cheeks tinting with a hint of pink.

Duo doubled over with laughter. "Oh my god!" he guffawed, "Didn't know you had it in ya, Q-ball!"

The corners of Trowa's lips twitched.

Heero's tense shoulders relaxed.

As for Quatre, he leaned back against the wall, a satisfied smile on his lips.

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