A/N: Yo, sorry this is pretty late. Although I did tell you guys earlier on that I was bad at updating consistently. Man though, this chapter was such a bitch and it didn't come out exactly how I wanted it.

Sorry, I'm really not good at action scenes, especially in the Naruto verse. Though I ended up watching the Hidan vs. Kakashi ep over twenty times just to get a feel for how they fought (what is my life?).

Also, I hope that this chapter explains to those reviewers why I did the last chapter the way I did.

Enjoy~

Ame

There was a small part of him that felt bad for not telling the whole truth to Deidara. He didn't necessarily lie, per se, but Kakashi didn't share all his knowledge. Kakashi knew that Hidan would never go back to the same site to relive a kill, he would just go search out for a new victim. It was true that most criminals that killed for fun liked to do that, but Hidan definitely wasn't one of them. That's one of the reason's why he didn't bother wasting time debriefing them on Hidan. He'd make sure they would never come across him again. In case he failed, Kakashi made sure that one of his ninken had stayed behind, circling the town, ready to alert Deidara and Asuga if complications arose. Pakkun and Urushi came with him to track the scent though he already had a good idea of where Hidan was headed.

Kakashi didn't want Deidara to feel completely useless, and he certainly didn't want Deidara getting it in his head that he should come along. If he felt that he needed to stay and protect the village from bandit scavengers, and by proxy, Asuga, then his minion would have a purpose to stay behind. Deidara was growing stronger every day at an impressive rate, but Kakashi understood he wasn't S-class and would have a hard time keeping up. Then he'd try to protect Deidara and, well… it'd be Zabuza vs. Team 7 all over again (and Kakashi wasn't expecting another miracle). It wasn't that Kakashi doubted his own skill, or that of his students, but he wasn't taking that chance. Not on Deidara's life.

The part of him that was 'Cold-blooded Kakashi' and ANBU captain squashed that guilt into nothing. He did what he'd had to, that's what he'd always done and what he would continue to do.

Kakashi paused in the tree, spotting his target ahead of him alone, and after dispersing his ninken he burst into motion. The last time he had fought Hidan, Kakuzu was still with him. They had made one of the deadliest combo teams he'd seen in a long while; their capability for destruction was almost awe-inspiring. Mid air he pulled his hitai-ate up, Sharingan spinning to life. It allowed him to easily see the cord whip out from Hidan's sleeve, scythe planting into a tree far to their left.

His sword, crackling with electricity, sliced through nothing as Hidan pulled himself sideways to dodge. Kakashi followed, bouncing from tree to tree, slashing again at the man as he jumped over Hidan. The man laughed, two dull red eyes glittering as he twisted and the sword missed him yet again. When Hidan finally reached his scythe he swiped it once as if he could feel it already going through flesh, "What the fuck? Who're you?"

Kakashi didn't bother answering, and they traded blows in quick succession. Left. Right. Right. Then he kicked up to block the maniac's scythe by the handle as Kakashi swung his sword. Hidan merely loosened the hold of his weapon while jumping back, still gripping the cord. But Kakashi was expecting the move, and smirked. As the sword passed, electricity extended from the blade, burning into Hidan's stomach and pushing the man back. There was a small black hole where the voltage had touched.

They disengaged and studied each other. Hidan with more wary eyes than before, but the glint of madness was still there. Then Hidan laughed again, "You're the fucking heathen that killed Kakuzu, ain't ya?"

Kakashi circled to the left, anger burning in the bottom of his stomach. But he had long ago learned how to turn that into a weapon, not allowing it to control him but giving him strength. "Does it matter if I did?"

"Nah. Didn't give a shit about that fucker. Shame I didn't kill 'im first though. I had dibs." The man's smile widened, showing gleaming white teeth, "I'm gonna enjoy tearing your guts out."

Smiling, Kakashi tilted his head. "You're going to regret killing those villagers."

"HA! Regret?! I don't fuckin' regret shit like that!" Hidan gritted the last part through his teeth as they clashed again, and was able to push Kakashi's sword back momentarily. He flashed forward, cord spinning, "Those villagers were pathetic! The only use they had been to die for Jashin-sama."

He ducked under the scythe, deflecting it once and it jerked back, Hidan controlling it almost like Sasori with his puppet strings. The weapon swiped vertically at his side and Kakashi jumped, momentarily stepping on the top to push himself off and out of its range. "That will change, since it will be the cause of your death."

"Tch, death will never touch me!" He cackled and they exchanged more blows, neither gaining the upper hand. It went on that way for minutes, one shinobi pushing the other back, and then going on the defense as their opponent attacked. Hidan growled, "Why. Wont. You. Just. DIE!"

"Maa, I could ask you the same," Kakashi drawled as he jumped through the trees and into the middle of a clearing. The other followed him, stepping forward and then Hidan froze in place, a flash of darkness glimmering over his body before seeming to solidify over his arms and body.

Hidan blinked, trying to move his head to look at what had caught him. When he found his mouth could still move, he blurted out, "You goddamn heathen! The hell's this?!"

"Just a little fuinjutsu trap that a very good friend of mine made," Kakashi stated. He remembered the night Naruto had proposed the idea, and while he thought him crazy at the time, it had only taken a few drinks before they were expanding on it. It sometimes baffled him that Naruto always wanted to test and create different fuinjutsu when drunk, and usually succeeded. It reminded him so much of Kushina it made his heart ache. "It's a mix of the paralysis jutsu and a kekkei genkai from the Nara clan of Konoha. Very complex stuff, and takes a while to set up, so it's useless in most battles."

If Kakashi hadn't calculated Hidan's trajectory and been able to pass him to have time to set it up it wouldn't have worked. It helped that Kakashi realized Hidan was going to the Akatsuki hideout hidden in Ame, and was able to send a clone to get ahead with his superior speed. Then he set his trap and attacked when Hidan was close to it. Slowly, throughout the fight he had pushed the man into the exact spot he wanted, conserving his chakra and strength, until his target passed through the spot he wanted. On the off chance Hidan broke the fuinjutsu, he'd have enough power to still put him down.

"FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! I'll fucking kill you once this is gone! I'll rip your shitty ass friends and family to pieces! I'll—," Hidan continued spewing worse and worse expletives from his mouth, but they were ignored. The man seemed to be struggling, the shadow around him flickering to keep him still.

Kakashi wasted no more time, red eye spinning, a twist of space appeared near Hidan's head, "Kamui!" The circle was twirling, taking in more and more. Hidan screamed in rage, and something flashed by Kakashi's foot, and slicing into his thigh. Kakashi caught sight of the end of the cord from Hidan's weapon glistening with blood and paled. Hidan was already breaking through the fuinjutsu; otherwise his chakra wouldn't have been able to channel into his weapon. He really wished they had made it more durable. Hidan's cord whipped the ground into a very familiar signal, and then started to swirl back to its master so the blood would touch Hidan's tongue. Shit, Kakashi thought, just a little more!

The mouth was still unfortunately not caught yet in Kamui, and Hidan kept spewing his thoughts, "Hahaha, you didn't get my weapon! Your shitty trap doesn't account for that, huh?! Didn't know I could control it with just my chakra? It'll be your end!"

He cursed more in his head, willing Kamui to take his head faster. If he didn't get the whole thing, he didn't know if the body would regenerate, or possibly still function with half. A clone split off and ran forwards to try and stop the cord from giving Hidan his blood, but Kakashi knew it wouldn't make it.

Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Deidara, Father, I'm sor—

The portal spun open and over Hidan's head twice as fast, then slammed shut, just before the transformation was going to start. The headless body crumpled to the ground, motionless. Kakashi's chest heaved, and his hand brushed over his pounding heart. That was closer than he would have like. And… how had that—his eyes widened as he felt chakra appear from behind him, familiar chakra.

O-Obito?!

He whirled, sword in hand, prepared to strike down his old friend if that's what it came to. The sight before him made him stop. Where was the Akatsuki cloak? Why did he… Kakashi sucked in a breath. Millions of thoughts flashed through his mind within seconds. That's right, this Obito didn't become teammates with Kakashi, they never fought, never bonded. This Obito didn't know him. He hadn't had to push his teammate out of the way of a falling boulder and been found by Uchiha Madara, twisted into some macabre version of his once best friend.

Two Mangekyou Sharingan stared at Kakashi, and his own was steadily set on Obito's chin, marveling in the smoothness of the other's skin. It was odd to see him grown and without half of his face reconstructed. Kakashi blinked once he looked at the hitai-ate. There was a slash through it. That explained why Jiraiya said two Konoha missing-nin. But… what had made Obito abandon his dream of becoming Hokage in this world? If he had to guess anything, he'd bet it had to do with how the other got the Mangekyou.

That thought made Kakashi's blood boil. Even in this world… Obito suffered. Did that make him an enemy still? Kakashi didn't know.

"Uchiha… Obito," Kakashi stated slowly, stance still defensive. "Why did you help me?"

Obito shrugged, mouth spreading into a grin, "Dunno."

He faltered for a second before regaining his composure, "You don't know?" If his question came out a little incredulous, well, this situation was a bit incredulous.

"Nope," The other replied, tilting his head curiously. "I just have a few questions I wanna ask ya."

"You saved me. To ask me questions." The age-old annoyance Obito always seemed to draw from him came thundering back. "Really?" When the other nodded, he sighed, "Well, go on." Even if part of him was rejoicing in being able to see his friend-that-wasn't-his-friend, the other part of him was formulating strategies to retreat. Fighting two high-ranked shinobi right after another wasn't his ideal. And if Obito asked his questions, maybe he could figure out if the other was a threat.

This was surreal. So, so, so fucking surreal.

Obito's eyes narrowed, no longer grinning, "Did you steal that Sharingan?"

"No." Truth. Though it wasn't his, he didn't steal it.

"Then prove it."

"And give you an advantage?" He asked, eyebrow rising. Kakashi didn't have to look to know Obito had rolled his eyes. Amusement passed through Kakashi, and he said dryly, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

When Obito huffed out a laugh, Kakashi's stomach twisted in something that he couldn't distinguish (but it felt like happinessguiltsadnessjoysurprise—). The Uchiha deactivated his Sharingan, "Happy?"

He hummed, and his own eye spun and disappeared, blending back into his usual black orbs. "That answer your question?"

Obito exhaled sharply, "So you are an Uchiha." He glanced over Kakashi's hair, "Partly."

Well… shit.

He should've guessed that would be the conclusion that Obito would draw (really anyone would draw that conclusion – only Uchiha can deactivate the Sharingan). No one would ever think, oh he must've come from another dimension and mysteriously gained back his Sharingan that his dead friend had given him once upon a time, and that somehow worked for him now. Yeah. That sounded insane even to him, and he had lived it.

The crazy part of Kakashi went with it, because he could work with this, twist it to his own machinations. And perhaps, a part of him thought, they could become friends again if the other thought he was a distant family member.

"So," Obito drawled out, more relaxed than before, waved one hand slowly at his face, "Why only one eye? And one that has a scar over it at that?"

"I got this scar the night I got my Sharingan." Truth. "The other didn't activate." Truth, because it wasn't even his Sharingan.

"Heh, I'm surprised you didn't lose your eye when you got that scar. It looks pretty deep." Obito peered at him so intently Kakashi could feel sweat gathering on the back of his neck. Then he blinked, "The one eye activating must be because of your mixed heritage, I've never come across any half-Uchiha before though, so who knows? They used to have strict regulations on outside village dalliances. When the clan was still alive, I bet they took them in or hunted them down." The last part was said almost bitterly, before Obito's expression relaxed again.

Kakashi shrugged, "I look like my father mostly, I never knew my mother, but she wasn't from the Hatake clan." He didn't know if that was true in this world, but it was in his. She had been from a civilian family in Konoha. "My father said I have her eyes though." That was also true; Sakumo had brown, while Kakashi's were onyx.

"Hatake clan? I wasn't aware there were more than you? Are they shinobi also?" He gestured towards the hitai-ate.

Obito looked surprised when Kakashi shook his head in the negative. "I'm Hatake Kakashi, of the Hatake clan, though it isn't much of one anymore. They were samurai before they were wiped out thirty years ago."

"I know who you are. But your bingo book says you're under thirty…" Obito said suspiciously.

This time is was Kakashi that chuckled, "I'm twenty four, and my father was the only one who survived the village's destruction."

"Hm," Obito hummed.

"Is that all of your questions?"

He grinned, "If I wanted to ask them all you'd be here for days." Then his expression shifted, "Truth is… before I came across you I was already looking for you."

Alarm bells rang in his head, making Kakashi wary. "Oh? For little old me?"

"Relax, I'm not here for your bounty, ludicrous though it is." Obito leaned back onto the tree behind him.

Somehow, that didn't make Kakashi feel any better. "Then what is the reason?"

"Well," He started, smirking, "I have a proposition for you, Hatake Kakashi."

A/N edited (may 16th): OBITO APPEARS! ;)

Did it happen how you thought it would? What do you think Obito wants with Kakashi?

And sorry if Kamui is not completely canon, I tried to do as much research as I could to keep it accurate, but honestly the whole Naruto fanon/canon is so screwed lol. If you didn't understand, when two eyes work together, Kamui works twice as fast, which is why he was able to store Hidan's head away just in time.

Also, wtf is up with Hidan's stats? 5 in ninjutsu? What? When does he do ninjutsu?! So I figured, he must at least be able to control that cord thing with chakra. I mean come on, how could he not? (I'm just saying this, cuz it's kinda lame he wasn't able to in actual canon, wouldn't that have been badass? I'm just taking liberties of canon ;D)

You can tell Naruto does a lot of stupid things when he's drunk. Bad Naruto, don't drink and fuinjutsu!