Kind-of Pre-A/N: I'm already grinning like an idiot about this story's initial success! Like I said, I post this chapter!
Callian31 and TegzTsinelas, I'm already drowning in happiness! This story IS a bit like other time-travelling ones and, to answer, YES, Kakashi will be THAT! Yay for Good!Kyuubi!
I still don't own Naruto. Otherwise, Kakashi would have drinking contests with the other Kages after the Fourth Shinobi War.
EDIT: Beta'd by boomvroomshroom! :D
*Cough* however… there's the Chapter 1!
Chapter 1: He's what?
Ten-year-old Kakashi Hatake had been peacefully sleeping when, all of a sudden, he found himself in The Nightmare.
He stared at his father's corpse without flinching; he already dreamt this more times than he would admit. Still, the sight was too sharp for his liking. Then, the vision shifted and, in place of Sakumo's body, there was Obito's, his right side crushed under a massive boulder. He was trying to say something, and what Kakashi managed to understand reading his blood-covered lips made him pause.
What the hell?
Eye's transplant? Jonin promotion? Protect Rin?
Kakashi started to think he lost his mind, when the Nightmare shifted again.
He gasped: he had stuck his right hand in Rin's chest, who was looking at him with too many emotions to read, tears slowly falling from her cheeks. She whispered something when the Nightmare changed.
He was looking down at Minato-sensei's and Kushina's corpses, each of them with open wounds that passed through their abdomens; a faint newborn's cry echoed in the background of the burning woods.
And then another, one after the other, each of them older versions of his comrades and nameless shinobi: some were ANBU, a few had the green jonin vest, and others had a different hitai-ate, on which was written the kanji for "shinobi". At each vision, Kakashi's heart sunk lower and he felt like crying – even for the nameless shinobi.
He desperately wished that someone would decide to wake him up and, a split second later that he formed the thought, he felt a sharp, burning pain on his stomach.
His vision swam and all he saw was red: red that flowed endlessly from each wound, red like the fire that burned during the nights outside the village, red like the beautiful sunset seen from the Hokage's monument…
He woke up screaming his head off. Kakashi had to use his hands to stop that pain, frantically trying to extinguish the nonexistant flames that were burning his stomach.
After desperately thrashing around for what felt like hours, the chuunin looked at where he assumed would be his wound. The skin was an angry red, with scratching marks all over it (probably a result of his need to stop the pain, he mused), but that wasn't what attracted his attention.
There was a strange seal right where the pain was worst. It was a spiral, like the one on Konoha's standard vest, with three tail-like marks parting from it; the swirl was surrounded by six strings of strange ancient writing that Kakashi didn't understand.
Whatever this was, it couldn't be good.
A bit before
Nineteen-year-old Namikaze Minato paused. He had just arrived at the Training Ground 24 to (obviously) train his little team of two genin and a chuunin. He could still feel his headache from his failed dinner-plan to 'build teamwork' between the mismatched shinobi. Obito had kept saying he helped old ladies to bring home their groceries, Kakashi had kept lecturing Obito about Shinobi Rules and lateness, Rin had kept trying to calm them down, and all the while, Minato had kept telling himself that exuding Killer Intent would simply scare them all. Or, at least, the genin, anyway.
The blonde grimaced: in the end Obito had run home after yelling at his silver-haired teammate, Kakashi had returned to his emotionless self, and Rin had sighed and left, using her parents as an excuse.
Before his thoughts drifted to who-knew-where, Minato asked himself where his cute little apprentice Kakashi was once again. Checking the time, Minato had arrived ten minutes earlier than planned.
The problem was that the Training Ground was empty. That shouldn't have been the case; Kakashi was always at least fifteen minutes early.
Minato flared his chakra, trying to pinpoint his student, but there wasn't anything. Kakashi hadn't set foot here today. He blinked, eyes wide. Maybe the little chuunin went to train in a different area? Maybe he didn't want to be around his teammates?
The jonin sighed. He didn't expect that evening to end like that and still affect Team 7. He decided to wait until the others showed up, blaming his uneasiness on the headache.
Ten minutes later, when Rin showed up, Minato greeted her with a slightly cheerful "Good Morning, Rin!" The girl greeted back, but her eyes darted everywhere on the Training Ground, silently searching for her silver-haired teammate.
After a little search, she asked: "Sensei, where is Kakashi-kun?"
"No idea," Minato admitted. "Maybe he just needs to cool off from yesterday evening," he then added as an afterthought, shrugging. The uneasy feeling returned full force, demanding to be considered.
Rin watched him from the corner of her eyes worriedly. "If you say so, sensei," she sighed.
An hour later, a sheepish and cheerful voice shouted, "Sorry I'm late! There was a black cat crossing my path, so I took another… route… eh…" Obito's words died in his throat as he stared back at the wide-eyed looks he was receiving. "Uhm… what's up sensei?" the Uchiha looked around. "Ano… where is Bakakashi?"
If possible, Minato became even paler. Kakashi was never late. The uneasy feeling smugly pointed out that Minato should have paid attention to it at the beginning. Something cold settled itself in the jonin's stomach and he felt sick. What if some Iwa-nin managed to sneak in the village and kill Kakashi? What if a group of angry jonin decided that they needed to assassinate 'the Hatake brat'? What if Kakashi could have been saved if Minato acted sooner, and now the jonin could only wait helplessly even if he reached his student?
"… Minato-sensei? Are you ok?" Obito suddenly asked, his face betraying confusion and worry. Even if Bakakashi had a stick up his ass, he was still his teammate.
Minato somehow managed to answer: "I-I… I'm going to check… on… Kakashi-kun…" The jonin had to swallow the need to run like hell while screaming and flailing his arms around in a panic attack. That wasn't going to reassure the genin.
It looked like there wasn't any need to Shunshin to Kakashi's apartment, seeing that the silver-haired chuunin managed to arrive at the Training Ground. Minato was instantly relived and managed to stop himself from hugging the boy while yelling "Kashi!" only when he saw his odd behavior.
The boy looked even more pale than usual, his onyx eyes kept scanning the area for any kind of threat and he was definitely nervous about something, if the almost imperceptible shuffling of his feet was anything to go by. But what really made Minato pause was the way his hands gripped his shirt over his stomach, like he was afraid his innards were going to spill if he didn't keep the area covered.
Minato stopped that train of thought before he could go into Panic Land: he argued to himself that there wasn't any blood, not even its coppery smell, and that he should just ask him.
"Kakashi, did you get injured? Why are YOU late? What happened?! Tell me!" he frantically asked, no longer trying to keep himself controlled. Who honestly DARED to harm his student?
Kakashi looked even paler after looking at him, while Obito and Rin were behind their sensei with worried looks on their faces. Even Obito noticed the nervous behavior of the chuunin and wisely decided to keep his mouth shut, avoiding blurting something like "You're the late one now!"
The silver-haired boy looked around for a second before replying in a whisper: "Minato-sensei, can I talk to you in private?" He hated how much like a whiny little kid he sounded, but he felt a little justified for something like what happened that morning.
Minato looked like he wanted to argue, but then he shook his head and said to the two genins to warm up before they returned, promptly grabbing Kakashi and teleporting in another part of the Ground.
"Kakashi, what happened?" Minato asked again, still frantic.
"Sensei…" the boy took a deep breath, trying to say everything right "this night I had a nightmare from which I couldn't wake up. The details were definitely sharper than any other dreams, but I still woke up when I felt a burning pain on the stomach." Minato looked even more panicked, so Kakashi felt the urge to finish before the frantic sensei started to scream in distress: "When I checked the wound, I found a strange seal, and I think you'll understand more than me if you take a look at it." The chuunin raised his shirt to expose the aforementioned seal.
When he finished checking the seal, Minato's skin was as pale as Kakashi's hair. He looked at the seal several times, but he couldn't find any other seals that remotely matched the one he was seeing.
Someone made Kakashi a Jinchuuriki.
A/N: Dun dun dun DUNNNNNNN! Crappy chapter and kind-of cliffhanger! :D
Still, if you need it I leave this:
"sensei" means master (duh)
"-kun" and "-sensei" are suffixes (like –sama, -san, -chan) that state the "respect-level" between people
"ano" is an expression that states indecision, like "uhhh… uhm…"
Beware of the Kitsune's rage!
-Shiiroi Kitsune21