A/N Hmmm… I don't know much about this, but how do I get a beta reader? Do I just ask people randomly like in this A/N? Or do I need to ask someone? Or people just voluntarily do it? Gee, I really know nothing about it… Thanks for anybody who could give me an answer, and for Naginifay for mentioned it to me, really appreciated. Oh, and for your visit, thank you, even though few of you reviewed my story… On with it
Disclaimer… do I really need to do it, well okay then, hail to Masashi Kishimoto
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It's probable indeed
Bright. It was exceedingly bright; blinding white light engulfed him, lily-white walls caged him inside.
Man what a night… well, I don't remember much about it though…
Kakashi lay on his back in the middle of it, he cannot open –no- he did not want to; because the light was penetrating his eyelids. He was sure he would be blind, if he opened them. Groaning, the somber young man supported his upper body with his elbows, and then dizziness forced him to resume his former position. He scrunched his eyes, and massaged his forehead slowly with his thumb and middle finger.
Huh, where's my head protector?
Indeed his forehead was bare, but due to his condition he didn't give a damn about it now. God, his head was more important than the head band. What the use of a head band if he lost his head? Was his brain trying to beat his skull? Much to his relief, the pounding receded. Still sprawling on the floor, his hands were roaming around, trying to find the headband.
Damn, why now? *sigh*, looks like I need to get up.
He tried the stunt of getting up again, and there was no pain, that was an improvement. Eyes still shut though.
"Now…" Kakashi was shocked to hear his voice, it was rasping. He tried to swallow, the discovery was really great, and his throat was sandpaper now. He ended up in a coughing fit, a dry excruciating coughing fit. Then after a while, he finished, and his body was hunched over, with his hands on his throat and stomach. Gasping for breath he thought,
Great, just great. I think I'll use my inner voice now. Hope I can teach this to Gai. Hmm, maybe a bet will fire things up ne?
Somehow he thought he will win the bet though, no worries of losing this time. Back in his situation, he tried to open his right eye, slowly, from a barely visible slit, getting wider, and wider, and closed it again.
Shit, shit, shit! Just what kind of place is this?! How can people see in this light? How about a switch, I can turn it off…
*plip*
Well at least it's dark now… WAIT A MINUTE! It was bright like heaven is on fire, now it's freakin' DARK? How the hell did it do that?!
Now he opened his eye confidently, only to see an endless darkness. He waited a minute for his eye to adapt to the dark, but still there was little to see. Sharingan was activated to assist his poor vision.
Okay, now I can see dark spots there, possibly my sandals. Hahh, a bit of light is not bad ya' know.
True to his word the room was getting brighter by seconds, but not the blinding bright like before. Easier to see now, he inspected the room. He got to his feet, and circling the room.
Okay, there was no window, just a door, possibly locked.
He tried to turn the handle, but the door stand it's position. Kakashi knew not to do something harsh, like kicking the door down, when you in an environment that you did not familiar with, especially a curious, and odd situation like this. Deciding it was a futile attempt, he went back to the middle, he crossed his legs, and started to meditate, gathering his thoughts, to recall what happened.
"Hello Kakashi!"
A cheerful voice floated to his ears, only to be ignored by him. Then much closer this time,
"Good morning, Kakashi!"
The owner of the voice did not like to be ignored twice, then he tried his last resort,
"Kashi-chaaan!"
That did it, Kakashi eyes both snapped open ready to torment the speaker, black and red confronted with blue azure. No one said a word; just the sound of their breathing can be heard. The latter then gave his grin to Kakashi, as the eye contact broke. The young shinobi felt a hand on his face,
"Don't cry Kakashi. It's all good now you know."
Kakashi blinked, and a drop of water fell to his right bare hand, he looked down to see it, and reached up only to find there was more of it, and he stared at his wet hand. Ever since his father and Obito died he ceased to cry any more. Even when Rin and Minato died, he did not shed a tear. But, why did it happen now? Even more, it was his right eye, his original eye, his right original eye was the only one that crying. But not the left eye, Obito's eye.
The speaker looked at his former student, he was observing the child. He was glad he can see him again for the last time, Kami had given him this very important chance to him. The child was not looking at him, he simply stared at his tears stained hand. His eyes were empty, and the speaker was sure that Kakashi was contemplating something.
He sure is never change, well, let's just see if it bad or good for him.
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Kakashi acted on his instinct, they were telling him just to let go, and to use this miraculous once in a life time chance. And so he did.
"SENSEI!" He threw himself to Minato, causing Minato to take a few steps back to gain his balance. While Kakashi gripped his sensei in a death grip, he buried his face to Minato shoulder, and wailed.
"It hurts to be like this! I don't want to be like this, it's just too much! I can't stand it anymore! How can you all leave me alone like this? It's just so unfair, while you guys died, and… and, went to a peaceful land, I am here like a lo-lost puppy waiting someone to pick me up; when I know that no one gives a damn! I want… ughh… I want to be with you guys, to be with my otou-san, to meet my okaa-san (did I write it right?)! Is it too much to ask? It really hurts sensei, I just w-want to DIE!" Kakashi was fully crying right now, with both of his eyes, sobbing, and hiccupping while saying all his thoughts and feelings to Minato. Minato long sleeved shirt now soaked in tears, and the boy's mask itself was wet with snots. But he paid no attention on that, Minato just focused in soothing Kakashi, with his gentle rub on the child small and frail back.
"You promised sensei, you made a pro-promise with me that you will come back no matter what. But you know what? You BROKE it! You broke it and you did not co-come back!" Now Kakashi was beating his sensei chest with all his might. Minato then caught the smaller hands in his, and hug him. He can felt Kakashi's body tremble in anger, disappointment, happiness, excitement, but sorrow was dominating them all.
"Shuushh, Kakashi I'm sorry I disappointed you. It's okay you can hate me all you want, but I promised you that I'll be back, and you know I never go back on my word. And I'm back Kakashi, you can see me, and feel it yourself." He held the child at arm length, and gently tilted Kakashi chin up, to look him. "See? You can see me." Then he ruffled Kakashi hair. "And I can touch you." Minato smiled softly at the boy, and he felt so guilty to the boy. He left Kakashi all alone; he knew he was Kakashi last hope. But he had to protect the village, which also meant protect Kakashi.
"Well, Kakashi while I have this chance, why don't we talked about something. I'm sure you have a bunch to asked, after all a minute on earth, is a freakin month in there." Trying to cheer the boy he slyly asked. "Aww, it seems this boy cannot speak a word because of his excessive tears production."
That remark got Kakashi attention, for he wiggled out of his sensei grip, and stubbornly wipe his face with his sleeve. And to Minato disgust, Kakashi blew his nose on his sensei shirt.
"Eww, Kakashi! You didn't have to do that you know," As Minato pushed the boy away, "A simple 'sensei!' would suffice!" Whinnied Minato, after all he got a bunch of new shirts up there, and this one was his favorite.
"Serve you right, trying to piss me off like that."
"Naw, Kashi-chan, how could you be cruel to me after your outburst like that?" The hero of Konoha pouted at his former student, "I miss you, you know." And he tackled Kakashi to the ground, while the latter let out a stream of various curses to the blond invader.
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"So how's everyone?"
"Who? Can you be more specific?"
"Sensei," The silver haired teen glared a dagger at the blond. "How. Is. Everyone."
"Okay, okay, don't be so uptight Kakashi, relax, enjoy the peace a while would ya', after.."
"SENSEI!"
"Hahhhh," Minato sweat dropped. "Still the same, right to the point. Everyone is okay, your otou-san and your okaa-san reunited together, it was great seeing them together, they really are made for each other. Obito was surprised to see your otou-san, he really is ," or was for you though, " the white fang fan. Your otou-san told me, he was all over him, following your otou-san everywhere like a duck following his mother, and asking endless question," the blond chuckling at the memories of his raven haired student blushing like a fan girl when Sakumo talked to the boy. "Rin and Obito worried about you though, and they asked me a lot about you, especially Obito," He glanced at Kakashi to see any reaction, but not even a flinch was shown. "Actually Obito was the one who told me this idea, to give you a visit, and make sure you're okay. And here I am." He smiled at the boy.
Kakashi looked at the ceiling, his hands acted as an anchor. Now, knowing that he can change the room to anything he liked with his mind, he was looking at the full moon night, and stars were blinking their eyes at him. A gentle breeze swept at his gravity defying hair, tears track felt cool to his cheek, a field soft grass beneath them swaying along with each other, crickets orchestrated their instrument in a perfect harmony. Both of the human closed their eyes, in doing so, trying to perpetuate this instant calmness. Kakashi was deep in thought, still not knowing why his real eye was crying, while Obito's much later than his. He already had one theory but, it was too absurd. He thought that, Obito's eye was still somehow connected to its real owner, thus when Kakashi cried, the sharingan did not, because Obito did not feel the sadness. Well, it was a wild guess, but who knows. A genius did not mean he knew it all after all.
"..."
"..." *glance*
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"..." *glance*
"... Spill the beans sensei..."
"You know, you have a pretty good imagination Kakashi, it is very nice to be here."
"Hn."
A/N I know I made Kakashi all angsty like that, I admit it, I don't like Kakashi like that… and I hope you like this chapter… I'm not a very good writer, even if few of you read it and gave me no reviews, I don't mind really,(well at least the visitor number is growing, meaning some of you are reading this), I'll keep posting any way… hehehe.. oh, about the beta thing above, if you want to help me just pm me or leave a review, kay? Thanks a lot for reading, and have a good day! (and sorry for grammar, really2 sorry for your inconvenience)
