Okay new story! Once again it's going to be a Kakasaku fic, due to the fact I'm going for the record of most Kakasaku fics ever made by a single person! Just a small warning thought, this fic will not be mushy mushy. Sorry to all you guys who like that stuff. But good news to EMO people around the world! Cause this fics for ya'll! Anyway, enjoy!

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The street, once completely silent and empty when the moon was up, was now completely packed with busy people working their small shops around town and in the shopping district of the Grass village just west of Konoha. The quietness of the passed night had been outmatched by the hussel and madness of a regular business day, which only added to Hatake Kakashi major headache that throbbed inside of his left temple. The lateness of a night at the bar and the hangover as a result made the crowed around him seem like a kunai drilling into his head.

Wanting to get out of this place and to get back to konoha a.s.a.p made his usually lazily and rather sluggish attitude morph into a walking pace that was totally out of his character.

'My damn eye is acting up again.' He thought as his palm rested over the sharigen to shield it from the painfully bright light of the sun above. This discomfort had begun to become a regular thing now-a-days, it seemed. He would be grateful to get a moments peace from his mission but when he finally did the stinging in his eye didn't really make it a moment of peace.

Apologizing to someone who had bumped into his arm when he walked by, he paused his hike through the crowd to rest his back up against a nearby wall which was finally out of the many people. Glad to be alone, even if it was just for a moment, his visible eye shut in relaxation. He hated crowds. Always had, ever since he was little. He was contempt of being a man of solitude. A loner if you will. But he would occasionally go out for a drink with fellow jounins or with Naruto and Sasuke if their busy sceduales didn't require them to be out on a mission or something.

'I just need to get this mission over with and I can go home,'He thought.' I can't wait to get home.'He missed his own bed, even if he did think that his bed was crappy and he was in need of a new one, it was still better then a strange motel bed. It has been almost two weeks since his mission begun, requiring him to travel all the way to Grass country for an easy progress report for Tsunde-sama. Grass and Leaf have been allies for many many years, mainly due to the fact that Leaf needed the natural resource of wheat which was in heavy supply here, and that Grass wasn't a country of ninja so they are in need of protection from their neighbors. It was a good partnership, one that both countries are intending to keep.

Kakashi's viable eye partly opened when a nice breeze swept across the street and gave the copy ninja a much needed cooling time after a day of just walking around town and checking things out as his mission entailed him to do. His sliver hair blew back off his face in the wind, seeming to have life as the breeze twisted his unusual hair his it's grasp before ending the dance and letting the hair fall back into place. Kakashi sighed deeply as he decided to get moving again, stuffing both hands deep into his pockets he pushed himself off of the wall.

"Hey!" Came a shout over the loud noise of the busy street. Kakashi just ignored the call.' Probably a child game.' He thought, retracting his hand from his pocket he pulled out a copy of Icha icha paradise, and calmly flipped threw the pages to where he left off, and weaved his way effortlessly back into the crowed, all the while keeping his eyes trained down on the interesting book.

"Hey, you!" Another call, yet again going ignored by the ninja who just kept reading.

"Somebody stop him, he has my purse!" A women cried above the noise, Kakashi's ears finally perked up, but still he refused to look up from the woods written into his book.

"Somebody please!"

Kakashi sighed, as he calmly stopped and looked up from his reading material reluctantly. His eye fell over an old lady about five meters away, she was looking up at the roof. He also saw a couple people have stopped their movements to offer their aid in someway but even though many people have heard her cry she was still crying. Focusing his well trained ears in front of him to the murmurs of the small crowed he was able to listen in to what they were whispering about.

"Where did he go?"

"He climbed the roof and ran off that way."

"How are we going to get up there?"

"Just forget it, it's just a purse anyway."

Kakashi sighed again.. He really wasn't planning on anything happening today, just once he wanting a rather lazily day where all he would do was have a nice stroll along the town on such a beautiful day. But duty calls as they say.

The ninja disappeared swiftly without having any of the Grass residents around him even seeing him.

Breathing heavily and the loss of breath, the young boy fell to his knees on the roof of a building which he thought would be a safe distance from any of the people who were most defiantly looking for him. His iron grip on the small brown handbag loosened a little as he knew that he was finally home free. Smirking at his achievements he fell backwards on his ass with a sigh. He fixed his hat as a few stray hairs had fallen from beneath the hat in the getaway.

"Safe."He whispered to himself.

"There you are."The boys once calmly shut eyes shot open in surprise and fear. His head hesitantly and slowly lifted up above. He gasped as Hazel eyes met a Black one which stared down at him. The boy immediately scrambled away to a safe distance from Kakashi who remained ina comfortable silence all throughout the freak-out fest put on by the totally confused and shocked boy.

"Who the fuck are you! How did you get up here!" He screamed and pointed an accusing finger at the silver haired Jounin who stood a few feet in front of him,seeming to have remained in the safe spot of which he had appeared. Kakashi just calmly lifted him hand to point casual at the Leaf headband he wore on his head and over his left eye. The boy hung his head as he let him finger drop to his waist.

"Oh great, a ninja." He mumbled.

"Now, I've heard that there's someone who has stolen a rather old lady's purse, and that people say he came this way," Kakashi replied."Now my question to you is, do you know where I could find this thief?" The boy snarled, but nervous beads of sweat have already begun to form on his forehead." Because I haven't had any interesting thing happen to me in this country yet, and I've been looking forward to testing out my brand new jutsu on someone and I'm thinking a thief would have to due."Kakashi scratched his chin in thought as he let out a fake sigh disappointment. The boy before him swallowed nervously and took a step backwards in retreat.

"I-I don't know w-what you're talking ab-bout, man."He stuttered as he turned on his heels in an attempt to flee, but gasped as he almost ran straight into Kakashi's chest if he didn't fall backwards to land on the roof once again, letting the purse that was clenched in his hand fall to the floor."Hey, man I don't want any trouble..."

"Why did you steal the purse?" Kakashi inquired as he crutched down in front of the terrified boy."Are you poor?"The man swallowed the lump in his throat, and he slowly nodded.

"Hai." He whispered. Kakashi sighed and rose to his full height. The boy watched him in fear but raised his eyebrow in confusion as the silver haired bent down and picked up the purse the was resting on the ground beside the boy. Kakashi then stuffed his hands into his pockets and began to walk away. The boy shifted to sit on his knees to watch the ninja walk away, slightly confused. 'Didn't he say that he was going to test a new Jutsu or something on me?' He thought.

"What are you waiting for?"The man blinked, as Kakashi stopped to glance over his shoulder at him.

"Huh?"He replied stupidly.

"Well, aren't you coming? Better hurry up or I really will turn you into a toad." Kakashi joked. The boy's eyes showed completely fear.'Can he really do that?'He thought but choice that he didn't want to find out and scrambled to his feet and quickly followed the strange man.

Once they came to a roof where Kakashi had first saw the old lady he paused and looked down. Seeing that the small crowd was gone but the old lady still stood there looking up at the roof in sadness.

The boy came up beside him to take a look down to see what the man was looking at.

"Hey yo, I'm not going back there." The boy replied as he waved his hands out in front of him.

"Yes you are." Kakashi ordered simply. The boy swallowed.

"But I can't get down, I'm no fucking ninja like you are, freak. I don't go jumping off buildings and shit like you."He replied.

"You're not going to jump."Kakashi replied.The boy raised his eyebrow.

"I'm not?"

"Nope, you're going to fly." Kakashi smiled.The boy nodded in seemed understanding, but suddenly figured out what he meant it was too late and Kakashi had already pushed him from the roof into a free fall through the air. The boy let out a girlish scream as his limbs flared frantically around him. He looked like a drunken bird that suddenly forgotten how to fly, madly flapping their wings to remember but failing to be able to fly as they used to, until he finally landed into a pile of garbage into he alleyway below. The boy remained there for a moment his feet above his head twisted in a way that they almost touched the floor by his head. His face a scrunched into a painful one and his eyes widened into swirls anime-style.

Kakashi swiftly landed beside the garbage bags with ease and calmly rose to his feet ina second. He glanced over at the boy who was mangled in such an amusing way that Kakashi couldn't help but chuckle.

"See, you made it out alive didn't you?"His eye curved up in a smile.

"You're a fucking psychopath."He mumbled, his face deep into garbage.

Kakashi nudged the boys arm with his elbow when silence fell over the three.

"Oh, I... I'm sorry."The boy mumbled, focusing his gaze down at the floor, stuffing his hand into his pocket as he thrusted the brown purse into the old lady's face. She smiled.

"All is forgiven, young man. You gave me quite a scare when I thought that you had really stolen the purse my grand daughter gave to me on my birthday. But you two were only practicing for a play in your school." She smiled. Kakashi's one eye curved up into a smile.

"Sorry about the inconvience ma'am. Little Timmy and I didn't mean for it to go this far. But this one here, he just loves to act, so much that he does tend to go over a bit. Isn't that right?" He turned to the utterly confused young boy beside him, who had sometime during Kakashi lie looked from the the ground up into the very tall man beside him. Kakashi just kept smiling, awaiting an answer. The boy's eyes narrowed as he looked away.

"No."He replied. Kakashi raised his eyebrow in confusion, as did the old women."That's not it. He's just trying to cover me. I really did try to steal your purse. But I'm sorry for it."He replied. Kakashi smiled slightly underneath his mask and his visible eye once again curved up in a smile as he hung his head .'Good Kid.' He thought.

"It's alright young man." The boy looked up in surprise upon hearing the woman's response.

"R-really? You forgive me?" He asked. The old women nodded."Thank you." He whispered with a smile." Well I gotta go... See ya!" With one last glance at Kakashi, the boy ran off down the street. Kakashi said his goodbyes and disappeared also.

"That was surprisingly honest of you." Kakashi laughed. The Boy looked up startled to find that Kakashi had appeared suddenly before him without the boy even hearing him. He sighed and looked back down at the table he sat at. 'How could I hear him?' The boy thought.' He's a ninja.'

"Why did you lie for me?" He asked quietly."You don't even know me, why would you-"

"Because I knew that you'd tell her the truth if I tried to lie for you." Kakashi interrupted and calmly slide into the chair across the table.

"How?" He whispered. Kakashi merely shrugged going unnoticed by the boys gaze which was still focused on the table.

"A hunch of mine." Kakashi replied."So what is your name? Hope to God it's not Timmy."

"Trowa, actually. My name is Trowa." The boy answered."What's your name? Better not be Professor Brown." Trowa smirked to himself.

"Kakashi, but my students call me Kakashi-sensei."He replied, Trowa glanced up off the table to met Kakashi's one black orb that stared lazily back at him.

"Huh, so you really are a teacher?" Trowa raised his eyebrows.

"Hai." Kakashi replied.

"So where are your student's? Isn't it a school day?" Trowa replied sarcastically and leaned back in his chair.

"My students are jounin already. Elite Ninja from my country, and are in very little need of my training any further. Also ninja do not follow the regular schedules of other students. Like for instance, my two students are currently on a mission in mist country just north of here."

"I know where Mist country is."He sighed."Just because I'm poor doesn't mean I'm stupid."He mumbled. Kakashi remained silent for a moment. This boy...

"You want some ramen?" Kakashi asked out of the blue as if he didn't even hear the last statement. Trowa raised an eyebrow in surprised.

"Ramen?" Trowa asked.

"Yea, My treat." He smiled. Trowa swallowed. 'What the hell is with this guy?' He thought.'First he doesn't turn me into a toad then he lies for me, now he wants to buy me ramen? Something's fishy.'

"Fine, that'd be cool."He replied with a shrug.

Trowa happily slipped up the ramen noodles that was placed before him. The expression of pure joy on his face could've easily matched that of Naruto whenever he ate noodles back in Konoha. Kakashi silently observed his new found acquaintance over his yet to be touched bowl of his own ramen. ' This boy, remains me of Naruto. A much quieter Naruto but they're eating habits match almost perfectly.' Kakashi sighed.

"So, Kakashi was it?" The silver haired Jounin blinked and met the brown eyes staring back at him." So what are you doing in grass country anyway?" He mumbled through a mouth full of half chewed noodles. Kakashi sweet dropped. 'Perfectly like Naruto.' He sighed.

"Classified information is not to be disclosed to civilians. Especially not to little people."Kakashi answered.

"I'm not a little people! I mean person! I'm fifteen you know!" He cried.

"Really? You look like your ten."Kakashi joked. A vain popped on Trowa's forehead.

"What about you huh! You must be in your forties to be that strong!"

"Not that it's polite manners to ask such questions on the diner table but,"Kakashi began.

"Diner table my ass, it's a booth on the street."Trowa mumbled to himself.

"...I'm only twenty five."Trowa's eyes went wide as he instantly began to choke on his noodles.

"T-Twenty five!" He cried in disbelief." But you have gray hair!" Kakashi blinked and glanced up to study his hair as if just noticing for the first time that it wasn't like normal peoples hair.

"It's silver actually. I'm not that old."Kakashi's eyes curved into a smile. Trowa set his bowl down and immediately bent across the table to further inspect the hair closer up. Kakashi just raised his eyebrow in slight confusion.

"Holy crap it is! That's so cool!" He laughed and sat back, picking up the bowl again to resume his feast."I've never met anyone with silver hair before and-"He stopped for a second."Hey wait aren't you gonna eat?" Kakashi shook his head in a calm matter.

"I don't eat in public."He replied. Pointing to the mask that covered his mouth and entire face up to the bridge of his nose.

"Why don't you just take it off?"Trowa asked.

"Don't ever say that to me again."Kakashi ordered.

' Crap, I spent almost the whole day with this kid when I was supposed to be taking reports.' Kakashi mentally sighed. ' If Tsunde finds out she'll kill me! Guess I'll just have to work harder tomorrow.' Kakashi silently strolled along the street down which had already begun to darken with the setting sun in the horizon. His book in hand. Beside him, Trowa walked quietly, well almost. Next to the stick he held in his head clinking with the fence next to him as he went, the boy didn't speak.

"So, where do you live?" Kakashi spoke up. Trowa looked up at him new found friend.

"The other side of town, why?" He replied.

"Then why are we walking this this way!" Kakashi replied through clenched teeth.

"I don't know I'm following you."Trowa shrugged. Kakashi opened his mouth to reply but failed to speak and words as he was at a loss for them.Sighing, he turned on his heels and began to walk the other way from where he had just come from. Trowa followed.

"Are you going to be here tomorrow?" Trowa asked.

"Yes, but I am on a mission. And I can't spend all day sitting around or rescuing you." Kakashi replied, not looking up from his reading material. Trowa frowned and snorted.

"You didn't save me, you cocky bastard!" He cried."In fact you did the opposite of saving by pushing me off a fucking roof!"

"Watch your language."

"Whatever."Trowa huffed.

"Do you live with your family?" Kakashi asked, changing the subject in the process. Trowa once again looked back to his stick that continually clinked with the fence.

"Yeah, Mom and Dad." Trowa replied."How about you-" He was interrupted by a loud bang that echoed from the distance and jumped in surprise as a result. Kakashi 's gaze immediately shot up from his book, briskly turning around to where the sound had come from. "What was that?" He asked. Kakashi frowned, as he slide his book away.

"Don't follow me!" Kakashi ordered and before Trowa was able to reply the silver haired man was gone in an incredible speed that he looked as if to vanish into thin air.

"Kakashi! Wait up!" Trowa called and began to run down the street after him, ignoring his orders not to.

Kakashi leapt across the building roofs with grace and speed of a ninja. All the while mentally cursing himself for being so carefree and careless during a b-ranked mission. He should've never let his guard down, defiantly not for as long as he did. Everything was so peaceful, and he had fallen for the quietness.

Setting his blameful nature aside, he spotted an opening ahead. A field, he guessed. With very little trees in grass country, the possibility that anyone will be able effectively hide is low. In fact impossible unless one ina shinobi an is familiar with cover Jutsu. Even a jounin like himself would find it difficult. So Kakashi knew that whoever had made the bang, friend or foe, will not hid from him.

He stopped before entering the clearing that ended his cover of the buildings. Spotting up ahead, he saw three people out in the field. He frowned. 'We're they even going to try to hide?' Kakashi inquired, but in closer inspection. He saw that each of the three were males, and young at that. Maybe even 19 or so. Next he saw that a large billboard sign had fallen from it's secure hinges to lay face down on the flat surface. Kakashi sighed. ' It's only kids vandalizing signs.' He was relieved that it wasn't anything that major, but knew that next time he may not be so lucky.

"Hey, you down there!" Kakashi called out as he leapt down to the floor below.

The three boys immediately looked up from the conversation they were involved in upon hearing Kakashi's voice.

"What the hell do you want old man!"One called.

"Go back to the nursing home, geezer!"They laughed and turned away from the slowly approaching man. ' Damn arrogant kids these days. Back in my day, I would have gotten my ass kicked for speaking to my elders like that.' He thought.

"What is with this town and punks like you? Doesn't your mother teach you kids any manners?"Kakashi inquired calmly as he made his way over to where they stood in a small circle.

"What did you say!" They shouted in anger.

"Are you really that fucking stupid to try to pick a fight with us old man?" One shouted. Kakashi mentally sighed once more.' Again with the old man insults?' He thought. ' This is really getting boring.'

"Watch your mouth."Kakashi replied, repeating himself from before. Known for his distaste for the language known as cursing." Now, you're going to help me push this sign back up to where it stood before you three decided to become rebels, okay?" Kakashi finally came to a stop in front of the three. He now stood towering over the boys whose tallest member only reached his chest, in a rather challenging manner. Even if this kind of actions were uncommon in the copy ninja, he was kinda board after all. Who knows, maybe these three could give him some amusement after a long week with absolutely nothing to report. He would rather enjoy watching them try to kick his ass, as they would so put it.

The three glanced at each other for a moment, before falling into a huge fit of pure laughter before the ninja. Kakashi stood quietly and calmly while each boy's face turned bright red from the humor where Kakashi had apparently missed out on.

"You're kidding right?" One asked through his fit of laughter. Kakashi remained silent.

"Did you just say to put this ugly sign back up?" Another asked.

"Fuck off, geezer!" The third laughed.

Flash.

Before any of the boys even knew what hit them, they were on the face first into the tall grass that was crushed below their bodies, Kakashi stepping on the pile of right hands that he had pulled behind their backs and formed into a tight pile on the middle boys back. The move, with a little help from the chakra formed to Kakashi's foot, disabled any struggling and unnecessary movements in fear that if they did, their arm would break beneath his foot. All they could do was to cry in pain, no matter how little it was.

"I don't like being told to fuck off, anyone who is around me, be it teacher or student, knows that those words will not go unnoticed nor unpunished." Kakashi's voice remained calm completely, and even if his sentence was threatening his tone held no such anger or threatening manner."Yes sir." He spoke.

"Y-es, sir." They mumbled, in unison. Kakashi's foot lifted from their hands upon hearing their response. Each boy shifted to their knees, as they softly rubbed the red spot on the wrist. Each wondering how was it that an old man managed to move that fast and to hold that move in place perfectly as to not break their wrists nor cause an serious damage.

"Okay then. Lets push this back up." Kakashi's eye curved into a smile. The boys that knelt before him all raised their eyebrows in surprise at the mans once threatening nature turning into happiness. They slowly got to their feet, as he ordered. The respect factor now showing it's face to the three who at one time failed to have any.

Taking their placing surrounding the outline of the large billboard, along side Kakashi, he gave the signal, and with little effort, mainly due to Kakashi, they managed to lift the billboard back into its appropriate slots and it the process once again securing it in place.

After the task was down, the three boys quickly ran off back into the city. Kakashi sighed again as he rubbed the back of his head, lifting his gaze to see the picture. Curious of exactly what the picture was. But the answer was completly not what he was expecting, and took his by utter surprise and shocked him more than he had ever been.

"Kakashi!" Came a voice from the distance, but still his extremely wide eye never blinked nor left the picture above. Trowa closed the distance between him and the silver haired man but grew curious as to why the ninja didn't acknowledge his presence. "kakashi?" He asked once he had come to stand beside the frozen man."Yo, what's up? What was that sound?" He inquired. The silver haired man was silent. Trowa raised an eyebrow." Why are you-" He stopped when he saw the outline of his mask stretch which gave off the signal that the man had opened his mouth to speak. Trowa awaited any words from the silent man, but when they did, he was confused at just what they meant.

"... S-Sakura?" Kakashi whispered.