Enter The Sixth
Moving through the village, a figure walked with hands in his pockets. Exchanging a friendly nod in response to the many "Good Morning" and "Hello Hokage-sama" greetings that he got as he went along his walk. It was something he had done for so long that he could make the trip blindfolded, or with his nose buried in a gaudy orange book. Nowadays, however, no book was to be seen when Hatake Kakashi roamed about the village. It was a change he had (reluctantly) picked up when he became (i.e. practically thrown into) the role of the Rokudaime, the Sixth Hokage of Konoha.
Now even though he was officially (and unofficially) no longer the acting (or assistant) Hokage, he found that the new change in his habit had stuck. Instead, he looked over the faces of the villagers and took in the much changed scenery of his beloved village. His daily morning walk, however, remained unchanged.
Standing before the cenotaph, Kakashi's dark gray eyes traced over each name carved into its stone face, taking extra time over those he considered his precious people. His gaze played special attention to two names; the names of his Genin teammates. One name, however, held his gaze the longest.
'Obito,' Kakashi sighed though a smile say hidden by his mask. He was glad that Obito had made the right choices in the end. When he first realized what all Obito had done, he was appalled and disgusted. Mostly though, he had been in a state of shock. It had been as though the world was turned on its head to think that his memory of the silly and carefree teammate he had once known had become so twisted with hatred. But in the end, Obito's true nature won over. Kakashi smiled as he looked to a third name.
Namikaze Minato - his genin sensei and father figure weighed heavily on his mind since the end of the Fourth War though not in the depressing way he had before. Seeing him again, finally having that sense of closure with the man who had become his father figure and who helped to shape who he grew up to be, it had lifted so much off of Kakashi's shoulders. The heavy burden of grief was finally eased and he found that he was finally able to put the past behind him and start living in the present.
The first course of action he had taken was to try to be for Naruto what he should've been from the start. After all, if Minato and Kushina had lived, Naruto would've been like a younger brother to him. So, Kakashi made it his duty to go that extra mile where Naruto was concerned.
He smirked as he thought about some of his first days as Hokage. Naruto had been so pouty that yet another person was chosen while he was not. Luckily, the little blonde squirt hadn't taken to calling him anything as ridiculous as "grandpa-kage" or some other horrid moniker. No, instead he had taken pleasure in calling Kakashi "Kakashi-sama" and being overly pleased with himself when it gave Kakashi a knee-jerk reaction. The brat.
Chuckling, Kakashi realized that he had been out for longer than he had planned when he heard the distant clangs of kunai from the nearby training fields. Glancing at the sky, he figured it was approaching late morning and decided that grabbing breakfast was something he hadn't had the time to do in quite some time.
So, there you have it. Kakashi has entered the metaphorical building.
Next chapter will have him and Sakura so let the plot begin!