A/N: Hi thank you for all the reviews, fallows and views.

Hi: Fire

Kaze: Wind

Mizu: Water

Mitsuri is the brown haired girl from the anime that is from Sand Village

Edit 5/18/15: Betaed by een nihc, thank you so much for helping me to improve my writing.

This chapter has a lot of changes included the title.


Revelation

The next day, Naruto walked into the almost empty classroom. He saw Hinata sitting at her usual spot reading a book. The shy girl managed to say hi without stutter but a blush colored her cheeks. The clueless blond said hi back, thinking that perhaps the girl was getting sick.

He smirked in amusement when he saw Sasuke using his backpack as a pillow. "Yo! Temme," he yelled and he smacked the black-haired boy's back.

Feeling his internal organs almost spit out from his mouth after the hard smack on his back, Sasuke sat up immediately and his back arched inwardly due to pain. "What the heck is wrong with you?" Sasuke yelled.

"Hehehe," Naruto laughed evilly, "Payback for not helping me yesterday with the English assignment." He saw how his friend tried to rub his back but he ignored the death glare. "So, what's up with you? Sleeping in the classroom is Shikamaru's thing, not yours."

"I couldn't sleep last night." Sasuke said coldly. Kakashi's word repeated in his head like a broken record all night long. He was not prepared for that outcome anddidn't expect to be affected by those words. 'I don't regret anything.' Of course he didn't. What was he expecting to hear from the man? It pissed the hell out of himthat he wasted so much time thinking on such 'worthless matter'. But then again...

"Sasuke? Hello?" Sasuke snapped out of his trance when he heard someone calling him.

"Hey, Sakura."

"You look like crap." Another voice said to him.

"Morning to you too, Gaara." Sasuke said with sarcasm.

"I did greet you properly but you ignored me."

"Sorry I-"

"Sasu-chan had a rough night." Naruto cut him off, just for the sake of annoying his best friend.

The bell rang and the whole class was making bets if Kakashi-sensei was going to be late. The door was opened by someone that no one expected to see.

"What are you doing here, Asuma-sensei?" Ino asked.

The bearded teacher made himself comfortable at the desk before speaking, "Morning, guys. Kakashi-san came across with some personal matters and will not makeit until later today. Iruka-san will be the one who substitute him but he's on a training session until next period. And since my students from this period are on a field trip, I will give my class to you now, and Iruka-san will be with you next period. Any questions?" They all said no. "Ok, there are a couple of things that I need to let you know before we can start our class. First..."

All heads turned towards the door that was opened by Shizune, the principal assistant. Behind her was a tall, pale male with short black hair. She brought him to Asuma and left the room.

"Ah, just in time. I was about to tell them about you. I'm Asuma Sarutobi, your history teacher. We have to make some changes today, but it will be back to normal by tomorrow." The boy just nodded to show that he understood. "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

The teen looked to the class and said, "Hello, My name is Sai Ruto. Nice to meet you." He finished with a bow.

"Nice to meet you too. Why don't you go and sit next to Sakura," he pointed out the empty desk that was behind Gaara. The new student walked toward his seatwhile he tried to ignore the 'he's so hot' comments that came from the girls and sat down.

Sakura said 'hi' in a low voice, Gaara bowed his head as a greeting, Naruto let out a loud 'Yo' and Sasuke just waved with two fingers up, without much enthusiasm.

" There's one more thing I need to inform you. The school is going to hold a contest between the grades. The class that gets highest grades by the end of the first nine weeks gets tickets to go to the amusement park that was just opened. There will be a winner for each level, one freshman, sophomore and so on. So, you've to study harder. For those who don't study at all, you better start now if you don't want to be murdered."

The whole class broke into excited chatters and it took him a good amount of time to maintain the order of the class. He cursed the Hatake for not being here every single minute of it. He was supposed to be the one to give those news.

"Form groups of four or five people. We will work like this for the next two weeks and by the end of that time, you're going to do a presentation for each group. The assignment is to choose a war, it could be civil or international." Asuma said as he distributed the assignment guidelines.

The students started to form their groups, sat together and discussed among their groups. Sasuke, Naruto, and Sakura didn't move. They worked together most of the time since they knew each other before high school. They formed a group along with Gaara, whom they became close friends within the last month.

"Hi, I'm Sakura Haruno. Do you want to work with us?"

"Sure." Sai replied as he looked at his new classmates.

"I'm Naruto Uzumaki."

"I'm Sasuke Uchiha."

"Gaara Sabaku."

Sai analyzed them with unreadable eyes, then with a conclusive smile, he said, "You're a colorful bunch, aren't ya?"

The four friends were taken aback. Even Gaara widened his eyes at the term that was used to describe them. "What the heck is that supposed to mean?" Naruto screamed.

As he pointed to each teen's head, Sai replied, "Red, pink, black, yellow. All you need is a blue one, and there you have the power rangers."

"That would be you, right after I put some bruises on your face. Besides, I prefer being a power ranger, than look like a weirdo that came out of a lame and boring black and white movie."

Gaara didn't really mind the whole thing. Sakura was still not sure how to feel about it. Sasuke on the other hand found it amusing, and couldn't help to show it with a smirk.

"The yellow ranger was a girl. Is that why you have a loud voice? To compensate what you don't have down there? Dickless."

Gaara let out a soft chuckle. Sasuke started to laugh just a bit louder than the red haired boy. Sakura didn't find it funny. This total stranger was insulting her friend. Naruto aimed to punch the pale boy, but was just stopped by Asuma.

"What's going on here?"

"This freak started it." Naruto defended himself. Asuma looked at Sai.

"I just stated my opinion." Sai said.

"No one asked you." Naruto yelled.

The teacher merely said, "If there's going to be problems, you shouldn't work in the same group."

Naruto was going to say something, but Sasuke beat him at it. "We'll be fine, sensei. Right, Gaara?" Gaara nodded with a small smile, knowing that this would bother the blond.

"Okay, at the first sign of conflict, I'm going to separate all of you." Asuma warned before leaving.

"Why did you let him be in our group?" Naruto asked.

"First of all, my back still hurts. I'd back up anything that annoys you. Second, this guy's cool." Sasuke replied.

"Cool my ass. He insulted us."

"No, Naruto. He just said we are a colorful group, which is kinda true. Then you felt insulted and threatened him. He just defended himself." Gaara said, smirking.

"You're with me right, Sakura?"

"Well..."

"No, not you too." Naruto pouted.

"Oi, Sakura," Ino called from the other side of the room, "We're kind of short of people, wanna join us?"

Sakura looked at Ino's direction and saw that her group was formed by Ino, Hinata and Matsuri. Indeed, they need at least one more person. "Guys, do you mind?" Her friends gave her their blessing and with that she went and sat with her female friends.

Naruto was still sour about Sai. His friend didn't mind him at all, as they ignored his whining. Being defeated, he decided to make his best efforts to get along with Casper over there for the assignment's sake. Good grades meant chances of free tickets to Maniac Lands, which had the most insane rides in history. And since it just opened, getting tickets was nearly impossible.

As the four went through the War list to choose from, they decide not to pick any war related to Kaze, since Gaara was from there. He moved to Konoha, capital state of the country Hi a few years ago along side with his parents and older siblings, Temari (a senior) and Kankuro (a junior).The red head's father was the Kaze ambassador in Hi. They ended up choosing the War Between Hi and Mizu.

However, they didn't have that much time to work on it since the bell rang just after they divided their work. As Asuma said, Iruka was there for the second period, giving them the instructions that Kakashi left him. The students read the book they choose for their next book report quietly. The loudest class was silent. The young assistant thanked God for such miracle.

After that, came Geography class. Sasuke loved this subject. He always wondered how it was like out there. How other people lived intrigued him. Since he found out that his father was not his real father, he felt trapped in his own mind. The idea of traveling meant freedom - freedom to rediscover himself and escape for all the madness around him. However, his father, the man who raised him as his own, not the bastard that walked away, would never allow such thing. That dream was going to be kept in a drawer for a long time.

Before long, the third period was over and lunch time arrived. The group of friends sat at their usual spot outside the cafeteria, they invited Sai to eat with them, but he needed to get his school I.D. Ino was more than glad to guide him around the big and complex campus. Sasuke was happy - it looked like he had one less fan-girl. They never ate much during lunch for a simple reason: their next period would be P.E. and they have none other than Gai as their sensei. A full stomach plus extreme hardcore exercise from that guy equals sickness.

Sasuke was literally dragging his feet on his way back to the classroom from the gym. He hoped that the silver-haired man wasn't there. He was going to admit his defeat and put aside his ego to accept the teacher's kindness for giving him the chance of pull his grades up. That was enough reason to be irritated. Even though he hated to admit it, it was his damn fault for slacking off in his classes. What the hell drove him to do that stupidity? Worst idea ever. He growled in his mind, as he sped up his pace. Being late was not an option, the last thing he needed was to keep adding to the list of traits that he could have inherited from that man. To his dismay, there were quite a few.

The Uchiha knew he wouldn't be that lucky. He entered into the classroom and saw Kakashi on his desk, reading a book. Few minutes after that, the bell rang. The teacher greeted them and apologized for not being there as he did the same thing he did every time class started - collect homework.

"Sai, I can see that you finally made it here." Kakashi said when he reached to the last rows.

"Yeah, since all the adoption shit is done, and now that I'm official and legally Ruto, they finally grant me the Art program scholarship."

"Really? Since when? Tenzou should have called me and give me the news."

"If Yamato hears you, calling him that again he would throw a hammer at you. We got all the documentations by mail yesterday. He tried to call you, but you didn't pick up."

Sasuke was shocked. This guy also knew him. From where? First Naruto, now the new guy. Did the whole freaking class know Kakashi except him? His eyes were focused on the homework that he was going to hand in, the actual work this time. But his ears were eavesdropping to their conversation. Not that he cared, he was Just curious. But there was no way he would ask. He'd had to wait until one of his friends asked him. However, Gaara was a person that respected people's privacy and space, he'd wait for that person to come and talk. Sakura would be intrigued, but she would wait to know him a little better before asking. His last hope was the blond, who had curiosity written all over his face next to him. But since they were not on good terms, he was not going to ask.

Kakashi kept talking to Sai about that Yamato guy as he walked towards the last seat of the last row. Sasuke didn't notice him until he saw the teacher's extended hand in front of him. He submitted his homework.

Looking at the paper, Kakashi smirked. Not that the teen could see it through his usual turtleneck, but he was going to make sure to show how he enjoyed his victory by the tone of his voice, "I'm glad you decide you to take my advice."

The irritated teen resisted the urge to stab the man that was walking away with a pen. Sai turned around to meet Sasuke, "Sasuke, right?" Sasuke nodded, and Sai smiled, "Your father is a cool guy."

"Excuse me?" Sasuke asked totally surprised. What was he talking about?

"I was saying your father's cool."

"My father? What do you know about him?" This seems to be more suspicious by the passing second. Where the hell did this guy know his father? Wait a second... A cold feeling sank in his stomach and he felt as if electricity ran through his vein. Could it be that Sai knew about his blood relation with Kakashi?

" Where did you know him?" He tried to sound casual, but he could feel the bitterness in his own words that were more like a command than a question.

"Everyone knows your dad." Naruto said, "He's one of the best detectives of the country. His face's in the TV and paper all the time."

"Yeah," Sakura added to the conversation, "There are a few articles about him that mention his family."

Sasuke looked at Sai for confirmation. God, he pleaded that to be the case. But Sai merely said, "Yeah, whatever Trini and Kimberly said."

As Naruto yelled and called Sai names for calling him Trini, Sasuke felt how his stomach was twisting sick. That answer was not reassuring at all. He just hoped that Sai would be discreet enough to keep it himself.

The bell rang indicating time for the long break. Well, for most of them. For Sasuke, it was going to be a living nightmare.

Kakashi urged Sasuke to sit at the empty desk next to his own, the very same seat he sat the day before. With a growl, he obeyed.

About fifteen minutes passed, Sasuke was doing his work and Kakashi was reading a book, without taking his eyes off it. Then all of a sudden, Kakashi broke the silence.

"So…"

Sasuke didn't look up, but let out a 'hn' indicating that he was listening.

"How did you find out about me?"

The confused teen tilted his head, not really understood his question. He replied, "I thought you said you didn't care how I did."

"I said I don't care that much. Beside, if this blows up, I want to have something. In case your parents accuse me of being the one that came at you."

"Why should I tell you? That's your problem if they accused you or not. I could care less what you want."

"If you do, then you can ask me anything you want." The silver-haired man threw the bait. If the kid was hungry for answers, he was going to bite.

Sasuke let out a sigh and said, "I was almost twelve. I was cleaning up my closet, getting rid of things I used as a kid. I remembered that there was a loose plank that I used to hide things in. When I started to take things out of it, there was a sealed envelope. Inside, there was a picture of you."

Kakashi put the book down, "A picture of me? How does a single picture of me give you the conclusion of who I am?"

"I wasn't done." the teen growled.

"Oops, sorry."

"I was in it too. You were holding me." That last sentence was said with rancor.

"Oh, I know what you are talking about. The photo booth picture. I think you were like three. Never saw a toddler throw a fit of that magnitude."Sasuke shoot him a deadly glare, "So what?"

"Well, I don't even remember that day. How would I know who the hell was that weird looking guy that was holding me? Of course, I went to ask my parents. They just told me you were just an old friend. My dad took the picture and said never spoke of it again." This was when Sasuke let out a big sigh, to mask the emotion in his voice.

"That night, I got up from bed to get something to drink and I stopped in the middle of the stairs when I heard my parents arguing. I was going to go back to bed, but I heard they mentioned my name. My dad was yelling at my mom angrily."

"Why the hell is there a picture of that brat with Sasuke, Mikoto? Are you still seeing him?"

"God, no. We met by accident at the mall, I swear. It was just that one time, and it was ages ago. Sasuke was crying, he wanted to take a picture in the photo booth, but I didn't have any cash with me and 'he' just wanted to please him, just once."

"You should have never allowed that. We all agree on something and he went against his words. Who knows if he was stalking us? What if he's doing it now?"

"I told you, it was coincidental. And I saw nothingwrong with letting him have just a little moment with Sasuke. After all, he's his son."

"NO! HE'S MINE, MINE. I'm the one who gave him his last name. I am the one who feeds him. I am the one who's raising him. Sasuke is who he is because of me, not that good-for-nothing bastard."

"Youhaveno right to call him like that, you know how things were, you know how much he suff-"

"That's no excuse for almost ruining our family, our marriage by getting in your pants. . If I find out that you're still seeing him in any sort of way, romantically or not, or that you are arranging meetings for him to see Sasuke, I promise you that I'll take the kids and make sure that you will not be able to see them, not even inpicture. I didn't do that when you were unfaithful. I love you enough to forgive you once, but not twice."

"And after that, my dad tore that the picture." Of course he didn't recite the whole story exactly like that; he gave Kakashi a shorter and simpler version.

What followed was a tense silence that just lasted for a few seconds, but for them time passed much slower than that.

"I'm sorry you had to find out that way."

"It wasn't the prettiest way, but I'm sure that would be the only way I could ever know. And I believe that's my right to know. Not that I care about you, but if I ever need a kidney, whom I can kill to get it."

Kakashi let out a soft laugh. "Wow, and then you say you don't hate me. But please if that ever happens, ask first, I'm a very generous person."

"I know. Giving away what's yours seems just like you."

The teacher understood his allegation but he didn't really want to get to that subject yet. "So, you have a question for me?"

In fact, there were a thousand questions that he wanted to ask the man. But the one that always popped into his mind was 'Why did you walked away from me?'But he was too proud for that. That would prove to the idiot that he was affected by it, that he cared, and that was not the case. At least was what he repeated to himself. Being an organized person, Sasuke thought that going chronologically would be the best way to start. "How did you and mom meet?"

"Good question." Kakashi said and returned to his book.

After a long moment which Sasuke spent staring at the man, with twitching eyes, he finally lost patience, "Well?"

"Oh you're waiting for an answer?"

Sasuke looked at him as if saying 'Duh?'

"I said you could ask me anything. I never said I would reply."

"What the fuck, that's bullshit." Sasuke yelled. "That's unfair, I answered your question."

"Life is unfair as it is, welcome to it. You choose to tell me, I didn't point a gun at you. Perhaps you should have done your work properly. And watch your language. I'm your teacher."

"So you are getting back to me? Very mature."

"Yup, just like the poem you wrote last week. I think it went; 'Roses are red, Violets are blue, I wish for you, to drown in a lagoon."

"You asked for a poem for homework."

"That's not quite what I asked for."

"Whatever." Sasuke finally said and went back to work on his essay.

"Cemetery." Kakashi said after five minutes. Sasuke looked up, with an expression saying, 'what are you talking about?'

"That's where we meet... Well actually when I saw her for the first time, she didn't saw me. I was going to visit Obito's grave and she was there. You know who Obito is, right?"

"Of course I do, he was my mom's cousin and at the same time, my dad's nephew, he was their godson. How did you know him?"

"Do you know how he died?"

"Yes.

"Yes, Obito died at age of thirteen. He saved a friend by pushing him out of the way when a drunk trucker was about to hit him. Obito didn't make in time to move out of the way, and got hit instead."

"I was that friend. When I started high school, that's when we actually met each other. After class I went back to her classroom to apologize to her. She just gave that smile of hers and told me it wasn't my fault, in contrary of what the rest of her family said."

Sasuke felt as if there was a hurricane in his head - this new piece of information was more than what he could process. He started to regret he ever asked that question. And then something hit him. High school, classroom, Obito's friend..."You were my mom's..." He couldn't finish the sentence.

"Student? Yeah. I was fourteen when you were born, almost fifteen."

Sasuke was turning paler by the second. This was much more complicated than he ever thought or imagined. Not just his sweet and innocent mother (no so much now) had an affair, but she had it with someone younger than her by twelve years, a minor, who happened to be her student. He could hear the taping sound of his pen against the desk caused by his shaking hand.

"Have you ever seen your mother wearing an orange jumpsuit?" Kakashi suddenly asked. Sasuke managed to shook his head in response. "I thought so, do you know why?" Sasuke shook his head again. "Because she's way too beautiful to wear something like that. It would never suit her."

"Statutory Rape..." the very, very shocked teen muttered with a very low voice, but Kakashi heard him.

His head was about to explode. His mother could have gone to jail for that...

"You have a lot to chew on. Why don't you take a break and get some fresh air?"

Sasuke got up off from his seat instantly. And when he was able to find his balance, he walked away. He needed more than fresh air