Sorry I haven't edited. Let's just say I ran into a writer's block.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, Sakura would have like died because of her uselessness. Seriously.
"Tousan, tousan!" Kakashi yelled, sprinting into the house and excitedly opening the door. The sky was growing darker outside, the looks of a thunderstorm brewing outside.
No response.
"Tousan, where are you?" He asked, grasping his headband tightly in his hand, prepared to show it to his father. "Hello?"
Silence.
"Tousan?" Kakashi asked. Slowly, he walked from door to door, checking for his silver-haired father, peaking into each room as the sun sunk into it's bed of fluffy clouds, tinted scarlet, gold, orange, and salmon pink as the sky turned into a black cloak, splattered with colors of unimaginable beauty. Kakashi continued searching, until he reached the last room. Sakumo's office, embellished with a crystal doorknob. He carefully grasped the gleaming iridescent doorknob, which gleamed brightly as the last beam of light before neverending darkness swept over the sky, which was dark, dark gray, turning black. Rain began to fall, and thunder roared above, shaking the sky with it's force.
Turning the knob, he stepped inside. It was pitch black, the sky completely darkened, and he blinked a few times to get used to the dark. A jagged knife of light and electricity ripped through the dark curtain of the sky illuminating the room through the large spacious windows. As the light ripped through the windows and filtered into the room, the room was lit with divine light, illuminating Sakumo's body, curled up on the carpet, the White Fang Saber buried to the hilt in his chest. Beside him lay a piece of paper. 'My daughter was almost killed today in action. You saved my life and nearly killed her! I would rather die than have my wife and my daughter put in danger! GO KILL YOURSELF, TRAITOR!'
Kakashi sank to his knees, kneeling beside Sakumo's limp body, mind and body numb, soul shattered in every way possible.
"Where's Kakashi?" Rose asked, a worried crease in her brow. "It's not like him to be late.
Rin shrugged, fidgeting, and Obito was unusually quiet, staring at the sky. Minato rubbed his neck and frowned. His usually bright, jovial eyes were dark and tinted with worry.
"Maybe Bakashi overslept for once," Obito suggested. "Let's go to his house and wake him up."
"Where even is his house?" Rin asked.
"I know where it is," Rose offered. "But is it polite to just intrude into his house and yell his wits out, Obito?"
"We should go," Minato told them, surprising everyone. "We need to see what's up."
Everyone nodded, following their sensei to the Hatake Compound. It was a large, beautiful house, with a small koi pond and training ground in the backyard. As they approached the enormous double-doors, Obito pounded on the door loudly.
"KA-KA-SHI!" He yelled loudly, causing Minato, Rin, and Rose to wince and cover their ears. No response.
"KAAAAAAA-KAAAAAAAA-SHIIIIIIIIIII!" He called again.
No response.
"Aw, darn it, let's just go in!" he griped, turning the doorknob and stepping inside the compound.
"Wait, Obito," Rin protested, "What if he's like, taking a bath?"
"Well, you'd like that, right?" Rose asked, waggling her eyebrows. Rin blushed bright red and sent one of her rare glares at Rose. Striding past the open door, following Obito, Rose stepped into the Hatake Compound just as Obito's voice rang through the compound.
"Guys, he's not in his room!" He yelled. Minato's eyes were scanning the premises, as though expecting an attack. Pacing among the hallways, Rose opened and shut doors, softly calling Kakashi's name. Suddenly, Obito's voice, unnaturally quiet and somber, sounded from a nearby room.
"Guys. Come here. Now," he told them. Rose ran toward the sound, to Sakumo's office, the crystal doorknob gleaming in the sunlight filtering through the window. Stepping inside, Minato and Rin close behind her, Rose blinked as the enormous windows let in the glaring sun, blinding her. When her vision cleared, she felt her heart scream.
There lay Sakumo Hatake, the White Fang of the Leaf, saber in his heart, an unconscious Kakashi laying beside him.
"Sakumo-san…" she murmured, dropping down on her knees beside Sakumo's body. Behind her, Rin and Obito stood, gaping. Minato was by her side in an instant, lifting up Kakashi tenderly, pity and sorrow in his cerulean blue eyes.
"We have to take him to the hospital."
"Sakumo-san…" Rose murmured, again. She stood up, shakily, and glanced toward Rin and Obito. Their eyes were filled with horror, with shock. It's their first time experiencing death, she realized. Hysteria bubbled up in her, unexplainable, dead hysteria, caused by the blow of grief. She let out a dead, hollow laugh, seeing their shock, her own grief overwhelming her as she stared at the body. Sakumo Hatake. White Fang of the Leaf. Almost like a father, a father that she never had. She laughed again, and then ran, ran from this room, ran from reality. Ran back to a home that was not a home, but a lonely cottage where no one but the wind and the trees lived.
"Where's Bakashi? Is he not coming again?" Obito asked, ignoring Minato's orders to warm up and idly sitting on one of the rocks next to the training ground. Rin and Rose jogged around the lake in silence, both turning to frown at Obito when they jogged into his view.
"You should be running, you know!" Rose told him. Facial expressions were rarer, after Sakumo died, her face stonier, but her eyes always glimmering with happiness, sadness, or laughter, in a language only those closest to her could understand. Disapprovingly glittering with a hint of laughter, Obito noted, studying her eyes. As Rin and Rose turned the corner, Obito frowned again.
"Why isn't Bakashi coming?" He asked, staring at Minato while scratching his head.
"I'm right here. Stop talking about me."
"Kakashi! Why're here?"
"Didn't you just ask why I wasn't here?" He asked, staring around at the training field. "And shouldn't you be running?"
"Kakashi!" Rose yelled, sprinting the last few feet and running towards him, happiness written on her face. Rin lingered behind her, blushing, and Obito rolled his eyes as she averted her eyes from Kakashi's back. Among the happy commotion, though, Kakashi's face didn't show a flicker of happiness, wariness, or even his usual stoic silence. Instead, it was a blank mask, showing no emotion whatsoever.
"What's wrong, Kakashi?" Rin finally asked, as the commotion died down.
"Ninja," he told them, teeth gritting with what only could be disapproval, "do not show emotion."
Silence met this odd statement.
"Well," Minato muttered, breaking the silence. "Let's start an exercise. Capture this scroll from me and return it to the memorial stones over there, all of you should work as a team."
Rin and Obito nodded while Rose examined her nails and Kakashi's face remained carefully blank.
"Ready, set, go!" Minato yelled, and vanished.
"Darn it!" Rose cursed, closing her eyes and opening them to reveal the Golden Sharingan, spinning rapidly before stopping suddenly.
"Hey, Rose!" Obito suddenly asked, brows furrowed. "How do you have Golden Sharingan? Isn't that impossible?" Rose lifted an eyebrow, a smile gracing her lips.
"I'm surprised it took you that long to ask that!" Rose replied, glancing around for any trace of Minato. "Let's just say that my father was Uchiha, and my mother Senju."
"WHAT?"
"Yeah."
"So that's what Kinshinki is…" He murmured. Suddenly, Rose outstretched a hand and pointed at a spot about fifty feet away, thick with trees and undergrowth.
"He's over there. Kakashi, ambush him immediately. Obito, circle around him from the left side and attack Minato when he's distracted with a long distance attack. I'll circle from the right side, Rin, follow Kakashi and stay concealed. Be in sight of one of us and Minato and be ready to cast genjutsu."
"Shouldn't I ambush Minato close-range though?"
"Since when could you take Minato close range?"
"Rose, remember, you told Kakashi to ambush him first. When Kakashi is fighting Minato-"
"Obito, you should listen to your squadron leader. Ninja must always obey their squadron leader." Kakashi snarled with sudden ferocity.
"But I'm right!"
"It's against the rules. Listen to Rose."
"No, Kakashi. He's right. I'm not the leader, I'm your equal."
Silence.
"Scatter, guys!"
Kakashi sprinted towards Minato's position, while Rose shuushined away and appeared in the forest, east of Kakashi and Minato's position, Rin and Obito doing the same. Kakashi hopped onto the trees, spotting Minato's bright yellow hair, and lunged downward, White Fang Saber grasped in his hand. Attacking with newfound skill and ferocity, Kakashi managed to get past his guard and whirled toward him, blades singing, slicing two small gashes into his side before Minato shoved him away. Eyes lighting with slightly delightly surprise, Minato charged at Kakashi, kunai outstretched. Suddenly, with a crack of branches and a cry of shock, Obito came crashing down from the tree above them and was flying head over heels toward them. Righting himself just in time, Obito landed heavily on his feet and charged at Minato, who suddenly flashed away and appeared behind Obito, pressing his heel into his back and pinning his arms together, forcing him to the ground.
"Stand down, Kakashi. You're out. Move, and, in a real situation, Obito would be killed" Minato told them.
"No."
"What?" Obito and Minato asked at the same time. Kakashi surged toward Minato, who stared in shock as Kakashi ran toward him, hand reaching toward the scroll. Just as his fingers brushed the gilded top, Minato performed three hand signs, Obito vanishing from their sight. Leaping backwards, he teleported away, appearing behind Kakashi, blue eyes burning with fire.
"You would have sacrificed Obito, Kakashi? Obito, for the mission?" He asked, anger lacing his words as Minato's attacks flashed out, faster and harder than ever.
"The mission comes first."
"Do you really think that?"
"I don't wish to be like my father. Forgotten at best, hated at worst, a miserable fool who only had the choice of dying to escape his wretched life."
"Sakumo-san saved six lives and sacrificed his mission!"
"The mission comes first."
Their blades met, and Minato's eyes were gleaming with anger. Suddenly, moving faster than even Rose's Sharingan could see, his leg shot out and swept Kakashi's feet from beneath him, pinning him down, his foot crushing Kakashi's cheek.
"Kakashi!" Rose yelled, worry and anger mingling in her voice. She landed beside Minato, who crushed Kakashi's face further into the ground. A cold kunai touched his throat.
"Stop, or he dies."
Rose froze. Rin stood up from the undergrowth.
"Do you see what they would give to you?" Minato asked, his voice a deadly hiss. "They would give the mission for your safety, and you care only about the mission, the stupid, damn mission. If this had been a real mission, Obito would be dead-"
"Kakashi, TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT SAKUMO-SAN!" Rose interrupted, her still-golden Sharingan glittering with anger.
"No. He was a traitor and a rule breaker, not worthy of his legendary title."
"KAKASHI! TAKE THAT BACK!" Rose yelled, stalking towards him.
"Rose, stop it. Let me deal with this." Minato told them. "Guys, go have lunch. Obito's at the memorial stone. I'm going to talk to Kakashi here."
A pause.
Then, two sets of feet thumped along the ground, further and further away. Still, Minato's foot pressed into Kakashi's cheek.
"Your father was an honorable man." Minato finally murmured, his voice distant.
"No."
"There was an explosion. They were running out of the building, their scroll in hand. The building collapsed. With the scroll in hand, he could not save his friends. So he threw it away, saving his entire squad instead of the mission. Six people owe their lives to him."
"And thousands will die because of him. Traitor."
"Kakashi, there are things more important than blindly following rules. There's trust, happiness, teamwork. There's your friends."
Silence. Minato took the foot of Kakashi's cheek and got off him. Slowly raising himself onto his feet, Kakashi dusted himself off and turned his head to stare at Minato, a shoeprint formed of dirt and mud outlined on his mask and cheek. Icy cold and emotionless, his eyes were black as night as he shook his head.
"That's what my father believed, Minato-sensei. Look where he is now."
"Kakashi, that was because of how important his mission was. What he did was honorable and saved his squad-"
"Minato, look at his grave. Look at his grave."
Minato followed Kakashi's rapid footsteps to the a small, gray stone, sticking out of the ground. Nothing else marked the spot where the great hero lay.
"I dug this. This was all he got. All he deserved. There was no funeral, no mourners, because he did not follow the rules. What is he, in the eyes of all the citizens of Konoha? He is a traitor, ruining the lives of their children. And I? I am also a traitor, a rule breaker. He ruined my life, he ruined everyone's life. Would it not be for him, the lives of people lost yesturday, and the day before that, and the day before that, those lives would not have been lost." Kakashi turned his head and spat at grave. "Traitor."
Minato shut his eyes in grief.
"Kakashi-"
But by the time he opened his eyes, Kakashi had already vanished.
AN: I honestly don't think Kakashi hated his father that much in the anime, but I'm making him do so now.
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