Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Naruto because if I did things would probably go A LOT differently. Plus I'm not Japanese and I'm not that good at drawing.

(ahaha...forgot to mention that the disclaimer goes for Harry Potter too. Ms. Rowling owns that one, and not me unfortunately.)

Alas! I am ill! I can't feel anything, but the horrible aching in my throat and the terrible numbness in my limbs. Oh! WOE! WOE is ME!

Anyway, now that I got that over with enjoy the chapter!

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The King gallops

Shaking free from the shadow,

Beating the armor,

Kicking about the bones,

Slurping the flesh and blood.

The creaking increases,

Smashing the heart,

He walks alone

Towards the faraway other side.

-Bleach Poem 32

Kakashi sighed as he looked at the memorial stone one last time before picking up his backpack. There was only 30 more minutes until he had to be at the Hokage's office...actually he had to be at the Hokage's office about an hour ago, but he had 30 more minutes until it was a little ridiculous to make the Hokage wait any longer, even for him.

"Well...this is it. I won't be here for a while so I won't be able to visit you. Don't think that I'm ignoring you or anything," Kakashi sighed and scratched his head. "I'm going to actually learn how to do magic, believe it or not...heh, I bet you're jealous, right?" Kakashi gave a hollow laugh.

"Rin is still studying in the hospital, so she should be safe. I mean she can't come with me or anything, she's got that internship you know. You can't just take a break from those things for a year and expect it to still be there when you get back..." Kakashi stopped babbling and sighed.

"I'll miss her...and you...you cry baby ninja," Kakashi said to the name engraved into the heavy stone.

"Well, see you in a year...Obito," Kakashi turned around and began walking towards the Hokage tower. So what time consuming misfortune should befall him this time?

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Kakashi slowly opened the door to the Hokage office and peaked his head through. The Hokage was sitting in his chair, the back of which was facing him, and he was smoking, if the giant smoke cloud was anything to go by. Kakashi walked in quietly and stood in front of the large Hokage desk. When Kakashi's presence seemed to have gone unnoticed for about a minute or two, Kakashi began to fidget and cleared his throat.

"Yo!" Kakashi said cheerfully. "Hokage-sama?" Kakashi asked worriedly when the Hokage still wasn't responding. Did the old man finally have a stroke and kick the bucket?

"Hokage-sama..." Kakashi's voice trailed off as he walked around the desk to see the Hokage sitting peacefully in his chair, pipe in mouth, with a snot bubble shrinking and expanding from his nose. It seemed the great honorable, esteemed, formidable Sandaime Hokage that knew over a thousand jutsu was taking his mid-day nap. Kakashi sweatdropped and his shoulders dropped as he took in the undignified sight of his leader.

"Hokage-sama!" Kakashi called out as he walked over the Sandaime's chair and shook him awake.

"Huh? What?" The Hokage shook his head and looked around sleepily before his eyes finally focused on the form of Kakashi standing over him with a face full of mild disbelief and slight shock.

"Uh...Hokage-sama...I'm here," Kakashi finished lamely while cursing whatever god that was laughing at him since he couldn't use his new excuse. It had been good damn it! Maybe he'd use it later...yeah...later...

"Oh, all right then Kakashi-kun!" The Hokage gave a harrumph and turned in his chair in straightened out some of the paper on his desk in an attempt to make it look like he hadn't just been woken up from his mid-afternoon nap by one of his shinobi.

"You're ready to go then I take it?" Sarutobi said shrewdly as he finally took notice of the time and noticed how late Kakashi actually was. Kakashi just walked back around to the other side of the desk and nodded to the Hokage while raising one of the straps of his backpack to indicate that he was all ready to go.

"Good," the Hokage nodded as he relit his pipe and took a jar out of one of his many desk drawers. "I take it that you remember how this goes from last time, correct?"

Kakashi nodded his head and looked on in fascination at the fireplace (he still wasn't sure how the fireplace got there) that was crackling merrily. The Sandaime opened up the small clay jar and took a pinch of bright green powder from it and flung it into the fire. Kakashi's eye widened when the flames turned a brilliant green color. Sandaime watched in amusement as Kakashi stared into the fire, but decided for the sake of time to keep things moving.

"All right Kakashi, step into the fire and call out 'Diagon Alley', when you arrive at your destination you'll be in a pub called the Leaky Cauldron. The barman whose name is Tom, I believe will be there waiting for you. Understood?", the Hokage said taking a deep drag on his pipe as he finished and let the smoke filter out of his nostrils. Kakashi nodded and he thought for a moment that the Hokage looked pretty intimidating when he did that. Maybe that was why Asuma had started smoking...

"Yeah, I got it. Diagon Alley, Leaky Cauldron, Tom. No problem," Kakashi reiterated as he tightened the straps on his bag. "Goodbye, sir." Kakashi gave the Hokage a small salute. The Hokage smiled warmly at the young ninja.

"Yes, goodbye Kakashi. Remember to say 'hi' to Minato for me."

Kakashi nodded and stepped into the fire. He let out a breath he hadn't known he had been holding when all he felt was a pleasant warmth around him and called out "Diagon Alley"

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The first thing that Kakashi felt as soon as he was flung out of the fireplace was the gritty taste of ashes in his mouth. Although how they got into his mouth when he was wearing a mask was the mystery and it made Kakashi wonder why he even bothered, but we digress. Kakashi quickly pulled down the mask, spat out the ashes, and pulled the mask back all before anyone had even realized there was another occupant in the room. When Kakashi stood up and brushed some soot of his clothes he began to feel the invasive feeling of one being stared at intensely from multiple people.

Kakashi looked up and saw that his instincts were right and that almost the entire room was looking at the odd grey-haired kid in the mask that just got spat out by a fireplace. Although since the fireplace thing seemed to be a normal mode of travel he could probably cross that off the list of weird things about him. Kakashi tensed when he felt one of the people (wizards he corrected himself) move towards him and he shifted into a more defensive position that relaxed slightly when he caught sight of the man.

He wasn't exactly sure what a 'barman' was, but seeing the weird guy in the apron who had a grin that was missing more than a few teeth, he figured that he was it. The barman, or Tom, put down a few drinks in front of a pair of gossiping old woman and immediately made his way for Kakashi, his grin growing with every step. Tom stopped in front of him and gave the young shinobi a jerky bow before he started to speak. And there lay the main problem. Kakashi had no idea what the hell the guy was saying. Sure, Kakashi knew that they spoke English here, and hell he could read it, seeing that it would have been hard to study other wise, but this counted in another species of language all together.

Kakashi thought he heard 'Dumbledore' and 'Hogwarts' once or twice, but the man was talking so fast he wasn't sure if he imagined it or not. Before the man went any further Kakashi held up his hand in hopes of getting 'Tom' to stop talking. Apparently hand gestures were universal and he quieted down looking at Kakashi questioningly. Kakashi then gestured towards his mouth and made the universal 'I-have-no-idea-what-the-hell-is-going-on' gesture. Tom seemed to understand and blush of embarrassment colored his face for a moment before he nodded and pulled out a long bit of wood from one of the apron pockets. Kakashi stared at it with wide-eyed curiosity when he realized it was a wand and remembered giddily that he'd be getting one soon. Tom swished it around a bit and actually said a set of words he understood. (He had read about language charms in Charms: Book 6 by Fidilus Swicks about a week ago.) Kakashi blinked when he felt a weird tingling sensation fall over his body and was startled when Tom began to speak again.

"Begging your parson, young sir. I didn't realize that you couldn't understand me," Tom chuckled a little. Kakashi realized that the reason why he couldn't understand him before was that unlike the language CD's that his sensei had of people speaking English, the English-speaking people here had different accents.

'Well...," thought Kakashi. 'I guess that makes sense.'

"It's all right," Kakashi said aloud and he brushed some more soot off of his clothes. Tom chuckled.

"Let me fix up your clothes there," Tom said and he swished the stick in his hand a second time. Kakashi looked up at him in amazement. Magic was so cool. Not that Kakashi would ever admit it out loud or anything, but still.

"Dumbledore left it to me to take care of you before you go off to Hogwarts," Tom informed him. Kakashi was slightly miffed that he was being 'taken care of', but since he was in a foreign country that he knew absolutely nothing about, he could let it slide just this once.

"What'll you be wanting to do first? Settle in, eat, or do you want to go to Diagon Alley straight away?" Tom asked as he motioned for Kakashi to follow him back to the bar he had been tending before Kakashi dropped in. Kakashi followed him obligingly and noticed that the occupants of the pub were already back to their conversations and were barely glancing in his direction. Kakashi guessed that weird things happened like this all the time in the wizarding world.

"Umm...I guess Diagon Alley first," Kakashi said as he sat on one of the stools. Tom picked up a glass and began wiping it thoughtfully.

"All right then," Tom said and he placed the half-clean glass down before bending down to pick up something he had underneath the bar. "Dumbledore gave me some money so that you could get whatever you might need in Diagon Alley." Tom placed a fair-sized sack onto the bar and pushed it towards Kakashi.

"That there is yours to do with what you like," Tom said. "It should be enough for the next couple of days, but if you need more just tell me." Kakashi nodded as he opened up the sack to look at the curiously shaped coins. Tom grinned when Kakashi picked one up and looked at it with a weird look on his face (or what you could see of his face).

"Yeah, the big gold ones are called galleons, the medium-size silver ones are Sickles, and the little bronze ones are called Knuts. It's 17 sickles to a galleon and 27 knuts to a sickle. Understand?" Kakashi nodded. "Good. I'll let you into Diagon Alley this time, but I recommend that you get your own wand this time so that you can let yourself in whenever you like." Kakashi didn't need to be told this twice and got up when Tom motioned for him to follow him again, but this time to the back of the pub.

Kakashi followed him out the back door and was confused when all there was, was a slightly dingy space between two shops and a plain brick wall with a bunch of trashcans in front of it. Kakashi was about to voice his confusion when he saw Tom take his wand out again and start to count bricks.

"All right now, pay attention please. Remember seven up, five across," Tom turned around and looked at him sternly. Kakashi, though still confused, nodded. Tom nodded back and tapped the brick in front of him three times. Then to Kakashi's amazement the wall just...opened up. His fingers itched to left his headband and look at it with his sharingan, but he refrained seeing that although a lot of weird things might be common in the wizarding world, sharingan eyes were not one of them.

Although if Kakashi thought that the opening to the entrance of Diagon Alley was amazing, it didn't even hold a candle to what he felt about the actual Alley. Kakashi cautiously peaked his head through the portal to get a better look around, but startled again when Tom patted him on the back.

"I'll be leaving you now, sir. Ollivander's is where you'll be wanting to go for a wand. Just keeping walking to the left and you'll find it right before Gringotts," said Tom and he left Kakashi to go back into the pub. Kakashi wasn't exactly sure what a 'Gringotts' was, but he got the 'left direction' and figured it couldn't be too far.

As he began walking down the alley he couldn't help, but wonder at all the things there. The bag he had stuffed into his pocket seemed to be calling to him as it jangled merrily with each step he took and Kakashi had to fight with himself to not take advantage of their generosity.

After some time and ogling he finally found his way to a small little shop that had Ollivanders in faded gold lettering on top of the door way. In the window there was a single wand on a faded velvet cushion and Kakashi could feel his giddiness build up more than ever before. He quickly made his way to door and let himself inside. The store was considerably dimmer and cooler than the alley outside and Kakashi looked curiously at the stacks of wands that seemed to hold the entire place together. Needless to say he was entirely unprepared when he heard someone clear their throat and he jumped in a very unshinobi-like manner.

Before him lay a creature that was as old as the Sandaime, no maybe even older. Kakashi looked at the old man in awe. The man's eyebrow twitch was almost imperceptive, as if he knew what Kakashi was thinking and Kakashi quickly schooled his expression.

"I'm here to purchase a wand," Kakashi said stoically although on the inside a mini-Kakashi was doing a dance because of how close he was to actually getting a wand. The man, Kakashi presumed, gave him an amused look.

"Well then, you have come to the right place. Hold out your wand arm." Kakashi gave the man a confused look and held out his right hand since he figured he meant his dominant arm. Kakashi blinked when a piece of measuring taped slithered out of no where and began measuring him.

"Let me see," the man hummed as he disappeared into the shelves. He reappeared several moments later with a long, thin box in hand.

"Here you are," he said as he slipped off the lid and held out what appeared to be a stick. Kakashi took the piece of wood from him wondering exactly what it was he was supposed to be doing.

"Well go on, give it a wave!" This startled Kakashi out of his stupor and he nervously waved it, but it was snatched out of his hand before he had any time to react. Which was saying something since Kakashi was...well, Kakashi. The process was repeated several more times before Ollivanders looked like he had an epiphany. He quickly went to the back of the store and came back with an old musty looking box.

"Here we are. I think this might just suit you. Elm, twelve inches, and with a rather unusual core. Normally I would have used unicorn hair for this combination and I only ever use phoenix feathers, unicorn hairs, or dragon heartstrings, but this particular core was a gift so..." Ollivanders shoved the wand into Kakashi's hand.

Kakashi was confused at first, but then he felt a tingle go up and down his spine before I fine silver mist seemed to come from the wand and shimmer in the air. Ollivanders smiled and nodded.

"Yes, for some reason I thought it might fit you. It was from a friend in Japan who had managed to survive an encounter with Ookami spirit, a silver wolf if I recall correctly. I hope you excuse me, but you remind me of the wolf in some way. I don't know why. Perhaps it's your hair," Ollivanders said in a vague and mysterious way as he rang up the price for the wand.

Kakashi couldn't help, but feel unsettled as he looked at the man. This certainly ranked high on his 'weirdest things ever' list which in the past month was filling up pretty fast.

"Right, thanks," Kakashi said and he paid the man the 8 galleons he owed him for his wand. Ollivanders accepted the money and bowed him out of the shop.

Once outside Kakashi looked at the wand in his hand curiously one more time before he stuffed it inside his side pocket with the rest of his kunai and began to make his way back down the alley.

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After some vigorous shopping, Kakashi managed to buy a moderate amount of ingredients for some potions he wanted to try, a cauldron, several books, a special ink brush that spell-checked what you wrote, and a set of wizard chess. When Kakashi had first passed by the game shop he had thought nothing of the innocent chess set sitting out by the front on display. Although when he picked one of the pieces up and it began yelling at him, well, that was a different matter entirely. Kakashi didn't know why, but he had to have one. Maybe it was some long repressed childlike impulse or maybe it was the desire to one up those damn Nara's. Who knew? But Kakashi now had a talking chess set and he was ridiculously pleased. Kakashi decided he should stop spending so much time around his sensei. Something was rubbing off.

Kakashi sighed as he dumped all of his stuff on the table by the door and he collapsed onto the bed. It had been a long day and although he looked forwards to his nine days of freedom, a small part of him did admit that he was eager to see his sensei again. A very small part. Like you would need a magnifying glass. Kakashi snorted and got up to get ready for sleep. Whatever. He'd be seeing his weirdo sensei soon enough.

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I am amazing aren't I? What can I say though? I like writing about Kakashi.

I think I'm getting better at writing too...hmm...well I'll let you guys be the judge of that. Anyway, until next time.

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