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Chapter 9: Team 7


Kakashi sighed in annoyance, crossing his arms. He wasn't in the mood today. Tora—somehow—got into his household, and three kunai, two shuriken's and one sai disappeared. He didn't really care for the sai; but the kunai and shuriken's were another story.

"Kakashi-kun, what's the matter?" Rin asked. "You seem more sulky than usual."

He didn't reply at first; his brain was still clouded with annoyance. He glanced at her. "Did you say something?"

The Nohara sighed. "Minato sensei and our new team mate will be arriving pretty soon. Pay attention when they come."

Kakashi snorted. "Whatever. He's probably not all that great anyways."

"Kakashi-kun, don't be so rude," a kind voice scolded.

The Chuunin and Jounin turned their heads, and saw Minato and their 'new' team mate behind them. He had raven hair, and a black cloak with a heightened collar. He looked like he was hiding behind the collar, though. But with what exposed his face, it showed annoyance.

"You're late," Kakashi muttered.

"We got lost on the path of life," the newcomer explained sarcastically. "It was a very complex path for sure."

The Hatake glared. "I presume that you're the new guy?"

"He is," Minato stated. "Does he look familiar?"

Kakashi scanned him. The 'new guy' had shaggy raven hair, tan skin, one coal black eye and a scarred left face. He narrowed his onyx eye. Now that I think about it...despite the tan skin, he looks like...

Kakashi's eye widened. "Obito...?"


This was officially the strangest day of my life. First I get kicked out of bed, then locked out of my bedroom, and now my skin suddenly turned into a tanner tone.

I stared in the mirror, studying my skin. I was changing into some decent clothing when suddenly Minato pointed out that my skin had turned a few shades darker; the shade of his tanned skin.

What the hell... I thought.

"I guess that is the result of having a different soul in another body. They turn into, well, to put it bluntly, you," Kurama stated telepathically. "In a matter of weeks—maybe even days—you will look like your old self again."

"What about Obito?" I asked out of worry.

"I don't know. I didn't make that damn thing, so I don't know anything," the Kyuubi retorted.

"Whatever," I mumbled.

I felt Kushina's presence approaching the door, and she knocked. "Kyoufu, Minato is ready to go."

I opened up the door, nodding. "Alright. See ya later, Kushina."

She smiled as I brushed past her, running down the stairs and into the living room. I didn't get that woman. I could be moody, snappy, or even angry, and she would still be able to smile at me and state positive things.

I glanced at Minato. "Are we ready to go, Minato?"

He nodded, smiling. "You look goofy with tan skin."

I glared. "Funny."

The blonde turned around and opened up the door. "Bye, Kushina!"

"Bye!" she called back.

I followed Konoha's Yellow Flash outside, walking down the stairs and tucking my face deeper into the cloak collar. I heard the gentle click of the door closing, and Minato joined my side.

"Speaking of tanned skin, what happened?" Minato asked out of curiosity.

"I don't know," I stoically lied. "This is just a hypothesis, but it seems like this is the result of a soul being in a foreign body for more than a month. Soon I'll look like my old self."

"So you had tanned skin?" Minato questioned. "Is it natural like mine or did you just get a sun tan? And what about Obito?"

I sighed. "As I said, it's a hypothesis, not a conclusion. As of now, I have no idea where Obito currently is at; and yes, my tanned skin is natural."

"Oh," he murmured. There was a second of silence, but it was quickly broken by the blonde. "So which timeline did you come from? The future, or the past?"

I sighed again. "You ask a lot of questions..." I tucked myself deeper into my collar, entering the buzzing streets of the village. "I come from the future. It's after you and your legacy."

"Can I have spoilers?" Minato asked. "Like, will me and Kushina have a child? Will Kakashi ever find a lover and will I become Hokage?"

"Yes, no, yes," I grumbled. "Stop with the questions—it's ticking me off."

Minato grinned in mischief. "Score."

I rolled my eye. Men...


After a few more minutes of silence, we reached a vaguely familiar training ground; Training Ground 7, I believe. The original Obito has told me a lot about this place. This was where Team 7 always met—future and past. Inside of the grounds, I saw two people that appeared to be around the age of thirteen or fourteen. One was a female with brown hair and the other was a male with silver hair.

Kakashi and Rin. I thought. My eye narrowed. This is going to annoy me just as much as it is going to annoy that silver haired prick.

In the future, me and Kakashi didn't have the greatest history. Especially when he learned that I was Minato's son. He had been so shocked, that he thought that Obito—or the 'masked man', as they called him—used some kind of genjutsu to make me believe that Konoha was my enemy. Ever since then I felt like he was babying me in his own Hatake way. It was annoying. Very annoying.

"...and new team mate will be here very soon. Pay attention when they get here," Rin scolded.

Kakashi snorted. "Whatever, I bet he isn't that great anyways."

Ouch. I thought scornfully.

Minato and I stepped into the training grounds, walking up to the two.

"Kakashi-kun, don't be so rude," the blonde scolded.

Kakashi and Rin turned their heads, looking at us. Rin's eyes widened in shock; Kakashi stared, staying stoic.

"You're late," he snapped.

"We got lost on the path of life," I retorted sarcastically. "It was a very complex path for sure."

Kakashi glared. "I presume that you're the new guy?"

"He is," Minato informed. "Does he look familiar?"

The Hatake stared at me for a few seconds. His eye narrowed, but widened a second later. "Obito...?"

I'm not changing my mind when I say that this was, indeed, the weirdest day of my life.


Short and uneventful-ish, but meh. Whatever. Someone threw away my teriyaki and I am super pissed. *flips off the trashcan* FUK YEW

From this point on, it will be kind of calm. By chapter 11, 12, 13 or maybe even 15 will start picking up...kind of. I might end this with 20 or less chapters.

Peace! :3