Wow! First of all, I would like to thank those who took the time to read Deities of Konoha and leaving very positive reviews. I'm glad to see that the NaruKaka (KakaNaru) fandom is still kicking. Please leave reviews as they motivate me to write and become a better writer. Now then, with that said, I'm glad to present you all with chapter two of Deities of Konoha. Enjoy!

Live.

Eyes shot open to reveal a pair of black irises. Green grass filled his sight as the sun glazed over his figure. His body screamed at him as he pushed himself up by his elbows, the drain from using too much Shakti left him exhausted in a way that he hadn't felt in years. Nails started to dig into the dirt soil below him as he took in a few breaths, strands of silver falling over his eyes. Lifting his head, he took in his surrounds.

He appeared to be in a forest, one with high tree tops and wild animals nearby. For a moment, he thought he was still back home, back with Naruto and Kiko, but upon farther inspection of the forest, he found it different. Instead of a calm, warm aura, he felt something deadly and sinister. Shifting so that he sat on his knees, his right hand came up to rest on his forehead as a soft groan left his lips. He sat there to allow his body to get used to the position, his eyes closing as he fell into a concentrated stance.

Slowly, as if he was just waking up for the first time in long time, the memories started to come back. From the calming evening he had spent with his lover and daughter, the unexpected attack, the seal being activated…

The…the death of Kiko.

Him being forced into the seal.

Leaving behind the man he loved.

All at once, he was stabbed with emotions. Sadness, anger, fear, and shame crawled their way inside his chest and continued to stab their knives into his heart. He wanted to yell, wanted to re-draw the seal and go back, wanted to bury the body of the girl he had helped raised, and maybe even of the man he loved.

No.

He refused to think that Naruto was dead. It took more a couple of blows and drainage of Shakti to kill off their kind. To simply be killed by a blade to the chest several times, would be a joke. To die from blood loss would be an even better one as they can heal quickly. Though, then again, they weren't like the others. Their past would always haunt them, would always be there to remind them of their wrongs and the punishment they've faced.

Still, even with their past he wouldn't think the other was dead. He wouldn't give up, not that easily. Ignoring the way his body shook when he stood, he placed a hand on the nearest tree to him to steady himself. First thing he needed to do was figure out where he was, after all, it wouldn't do him any good to wondered around the woods with no intention of where to go.

He walked with caution, making sure to not put too much of a strain on himself. Within what seemed like hours, he could feel his power recover halfway, his wounds healing, and the pain in his body dying down. To his relief, he was glad he hasn't ran into anyone just yet. He was still wrapping his mind around the fact that his precious people weren't here.

Trailing along a road he found, he stopped when he heard the sound of water flowing by. Following the sound, he found himself a river with a waterfall running down stream. The sight of the water, reminded him of his thirst as he licked his dried lips. Standing on the edge of the stream, he kneeled down and cupped his hands together before dipping them into the river only to remove them and drink the refreshing liquid a few seconds later. He kept that up until his thirst was quenched, letting out a sigh of content after.

Ready to dip his hands into the water again, he stopped short. Bending down at a certain angle, he had managed to get a good look at himself. The cuts from before had stopped bleeding, only to fade away to look like scars. His hair was dirty, dirt and leaves tangling themselves up in the silver locks. His clothes, however, were no better. The long-sleeved blue shirt was ripped apart from the attack as was his black pants. A change of clothes was needed and so, with his Shakti fully back up, he decided that wasting a bit of power wouldn't be too bad. Bowing his head, he closed his eyes as he channeled his power, the crackle of blue electricity shot up from below him and wrapped around his body, the warm feeling comforting him with its familiar presence.

Just as quick as it appeared, it was gone seconds later, and the ripped fabric that used to cling to his body was gone. Instead, he now wore a black long sleeved shirt with grey pants. No longer looking like he was attacked by a wild animal, he raised his hand to tug at the fabric that hanged loosely around his neck, pulling it up to cover half of his face, only leaving his eyes visible. With the facemask in place, he stood and jumped out of the way just as a kunai flew past him to land in the spot he just stood in. Following the direction the weapon came from, he was met with a group of people wearing porcelain animal masks. They wore dark clothing under the grey flak jacket on their chest and long gloves that came up to the elbow with white arm guards.

It then drew on Kakashi that he knew exactly where the seal had transported him. The lands in which Shinobi ruled, where even stepping inside its borders were dangerous enough depending on where one was. Though he had never explored Shinobi lands, he had read books describing the geography, ninja ranks, powerful clans, and even on the history of the nations that consisted here. Often times, however, he would hear stories from Naruto back then when he was young and still human.

Even with all the knowledge he had picked up from stories and books, he couldn't help but wonder just what village he was near to that he had Anbu at his tail.

'Even with a bit of my power, they were able to sense it.' He thought in annoyance, his eyes narrowing as a member of the group took a step forward. The other members formed a fighting stance, some even placing their hands together, ready to attack if a fight were to break out. The member who wore the mask of a Boar raised his fist towards his squad, letting them know to hold off their attacks for now. Dark eyes of the mask met Kakashi's own, a silver brow raised in amusement instead of the terror they were used to seeing. "State your name and business. If you attack, we will not hesitate to kill you." Boar demanded, looking at the man across from him.

'So they don't have orders to kill me on sight, which means that there's a chance I could be taken into the village. If I flee from here, then there's a chance I'll be chase after with an order to kill. Hmm…This is troublesome.'

"My name is Hatake Kakashi. My business is of none of your concern. However, if you could tell me just where I am, I would appreciate it, Anbu-san." This seemed to unnerve the Anbu in front of him, causing most to tilt their head at him, while the others simply stared at him. The Boar masked man didn't seem unfazed by this. If Kakashi remembered correctly, ANBU were made to serve under the leader of a village, always taking orders without protest for missions that were too dangerous for other ninjas. They were made to be the perfect assassins and for Kakashi to see them in such a state, almost made him laugh.

"Take him." Boar ordered, causing the members to move. A man with a tiger mask leaped over behind Kakashi, grabbing hold of both his wrist and holding them behind his back, while another member, one with the mask of a falcon, pointed a sharp kunai at his throat.

"Well, you guys sure know how to make proper introductions." Was all Kakashi said before he was taken away with a puff of smoke.

Meanwhile in a village close by, in a tower that was located in the center of the village, sat an old man. He was wearing the official white robes for a man of his position and was currently glaring at the enemy of the human race. It was one that had taken down many powerful men such as himself and continued to grow powerful each day. Yes, this enemy would be the cause of his death and many others after him.

Its name is Paperwork.

His glare turned to one in defeat, accepting the fact that he would not win this round of 'If I Ignore It, It'll Go Away,' just as his secretary had barged in and dropped off another set of papers that needed reviewing and signing.

Sometimes it sucked to be Hokage.

Tempted to burn the papers with a fire Jutsu, he was interrupted when several poofs of smoke invaded his office. Waving the smoke that floated in his face away, he found a group of Anbu on the ground, kneeling on one leg with their heads down, expect for two, who instead only bowed their heads in respect. A string of 'Hokage-sama' greeted the office before the older man ordered his men to stand. He took in the silver haired young man who his Anbu were holding in their grips, a kunai pressed against the man's throat if he dared tried anything, although, from the bored look the man expressed, he didn't seem to mind the weapon pointed at his throat.

"Boar-san, it seems like your mission has gone well. What is your report?" The Kage asked the leader of the squad, watching as the masked man stepped up and cleared his throat. "When we found this man, he was a few short miles away from the village. When I asked what his business was for being near the village, he stated that it was none of our concern and then proceeded to asked where he was. Throughout all of this, he did not attack once, though we didn't hesitate to warn him that if he tried anything we will kill him." With that said, the Anbu fell back in line with his team as he and the rest of the members watched their leader leaned forward and rest his head on his hands in thought.

What their Hokage did next was something that they didn't expect.

"Hokage-sama! Is that-" Whatever Tiger was going to say was cut off as the Kage simply waved his hand again and signaled his Anbu to leave the room. The stranger in the room remained silent, his eyes watching the actions between this leader and his men. The Anbu knew not to challenge their Hokage, after all, they did serve him and his orders were law to them. With a bow, the Anbu took their leave and left their leader with the stranger they had found, though they didn't go too far in case they were needed.

No longer having a weapon pointed at him, Kakashi allowed himself to meet the eyes of the leader of this village, his board expression still on as he waited for the man to speak. The man offered him a kind smile; though he knew the unsaid message the leader was passing.

If you try anything, I'll kill you.

Kakashi briefly wondered just what kind of village he had been dragged to where, apparently, strangers had a 99.9% of dying for even breathing.

Maybe he should had just killed the Anbu and dealt with the aftermath in the first place.

Either way, he supposed it was too late to act out on such actions right now. As minutes ticked by without either of them saying a word, Kakashi decided to take matters into his own hands. Slowly, he walked over to the chair set up in front of the Hokage's desk, sitting back comfortably with his head resting on his palm. "You know, dragging someone into an unknown village and holding a very sharp weapon to their throat isn't very nice. I'd expected a much warmer welcoming then that." He stated in a dull tone, half tempted to escape through the open window next to the desk.

"Just who are you and what is your business here?" The Hokage demanded, glaring at the man sitting across from him. While he could feel this man's power washing over him in waves, he couldn't sense any danger rolling off him. The man seemed disinterested with him and his village, if his expression didn't say no less. Never had the Kage seen anyone who looked like they would rather be anywhere then near a Kage that they could try to kill. This man had him asking questions that he had a feeling would go unanswered.

"I'll tell you the same thing as I had told your Anbu, Hokage-sama. My name is Hatake Kakashi and my business is of none of your concern." The silvered haired man replied, his eyes closing as he smiled at the man. The Hokage sat there with a glared that would have his ninja's shivering in fear. "The way I see it, Hatake-san, this is my village and as the Hokage of this village, I find whatever your business may be to exactly of my concern. So I ask again. What is your business here?"

With a defeated sigh, Kakashi opened his eyes only to look away from the man as the events from before played over again. He wouldn't exactly tell this man what happened. No, the pain was still fresh and this man didn't deserve to know this information. "And I will tell you again, Hokage-sama. I have no business here…wherever here is." He mumbled, running a hand through his hair. "I…My village was attacked by some unknown enemy. Everyone there was killed, while I had managed to escape. I've been roaming these lands for a few days now, unsure of where to go. My village resided outside the Elemental Countries and so, all this is new to me as I had never stepped out of my village until now." It was a half-truth from what had actually happened, but it should do for now.

The Third hummed for a moment as he took in this man's story. It seemed like this man was holding back the whole truth. There was more then what he was given and this made the Hokage alert of this man. Though this man was only telling him so much, he figured that if he wanted to work this puzzle that was called Hatake Kakashi, he would need to earn the man's respect and trust.

Without farther questions, he made his decision on what to do with the stranger. "Well then Hatake-san, it seems like you don't have a place to stay tonight. I will set you up at an Inn for the next couple of days, so that you may rest. I will offer you the chance to become a citizen of Konohagakure and also the chance to become a Shinobi. The power you have is strong and I am in need of more ninja's for the village. I am offering you to come back here within a week so that I may test your skills and see what rank you may be placed in. The matter is up to you. Will you accept it?" The Third asked, his hands folded on the wooden desk as he waited for an answer.

He could see that the other was thinking over his offer from the way his eyes lowered and a single eyebrow raised in concentration. What he didn't know was that Kakashi was making a list of the pros and cons of staying in this village. On one hand he could use the village as a way to find Naruto by joining the ranks of a ninja and going on missions that would let him explore these lands. On the other hand, if those creatures came and found him here, this village will be destroyed. However, the temptation to find his love was greater than the cause of this village. He owed Naruto much more, while he owed Konoha nothing. So with that in mind, he made up his mind and met the man's eyes again, a smile forming on his lips underneath his mask.

"Very well, Hokage-sama. I accept your offer."