Naruto didn't know what to do. Kakashi was softly snoring on the bed, having passed out. Kakashi's words rang in his ears...Looking down at the sleeping man, Naruto frowned. I'd give my last breath...

Would he really give his last breath? Would he really sacrifice himself for me? Suddenly, Naruto sighed heavily again. Of course he would...because he promised my father he would. Frowning, Naruto just looked down at his hands. Why the hell was I even excited anyways? Wait...I was excited? Shaking his head, the blonde was more confused than ever. Looking between the occupied bed and the unoccupied loveseat, Naruto headed to the loveseat with a sigh. Laying on it, he closed his eyes, trying to go to sleep.

Sleep would not come for the knucklehead. Every snore that Kakashi made just pissed off Naruto more. It is as if the silver haired man was taunting him with the sleep Naruto desired that he just couldn't catch. Frowning, Naruto turned on the television. He had the decency to keep the volume low to let Kakashi sleep.

After two hours, sleep still wouldn't come and the assassin just kept snoozing in the bed. Of course, Naruto assumed the silver haired male had drank his weight due to the sloppiness of his actions earlier, so Kakashi wouldn't wake up until much, much later. Getting up, Naruto went to use the bathroom. On his way back, he heard a ding from his phone. Looking at it, his eyes got huge.

Kid, where are you? It was from Jiraiya.

With a friend. Naruto thought that wasn't technically a lie...Kakashi looked like a friend...kinda...maybe, if he squinted a little.

Call me.

Naruto let out a quiet sigh. Fuck. Slipping into the bathroom, he called the white haired man who had been a second father to him.

"Naruto...are you okay?" Jiraiya's voice was concerned.

"Yea, of course, why?" Naruto whispered.

"Why are you whispering?" Jiraiya whispered back.

"My friend is asleep. Why are you whispering?" Naruto whispered again.

"Oh..." Jiraiya's voice went to his normal level.

"So, why are you worried?" Naruto asked. Usually Jiraiya was fine if Naruto told him he was with friends.

"Look, Naruto...we'll talk when you get home tomorrow. Just...be careful, okay?" His godfather's voice sounded tired...and something else. Naruto decided to push the envelope.

"Well...I'm with my angel, Jiraiya. Isn't that careful enough?" Naruto whispered, sitting down on the toilet.

The line was silent. Dead silent. After a few minutes, "Let me talk to him." There was no room for argument.

Kakashi's head was swimming as he was jostled awake gently. Opening his eye, he looked up at...Naruto? Remembering bits and pieces of the evening before, he sat up; grateful his clothing was still in place. "Naruto? What is it, are you okay?"

Naruto blushed. "Um, I...it's my godfather. He wants to talk to you." Naruto held out a very dangerous looking cellphone. Kakashi didn't want to talk on the phone to Jiraiya...he'd rather throw himself on a landmine. Gingerly, he picked it up.

"Kakashi, I know it's you. Go somewhere where the kid can't hear." Jiraiya ordered. Kakashi sighed and obeyed, going into the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, he vaguely wondered why the seat was warm.

"I know who you are. In addition, I swear to Kami if you so much as hurt him with a gentle sneeze, I will kill you. A thousand years of death will be like a picnic in the park compared to what I will do to you." Jiraiya's voice was deadly calm. "You let him go, now. He'll never be in the Akatsuki; he'll never be with Danzou."

Kakashi pulled out his phone, texting a message: Toad knows I'm with Fox. Orders?

"Master Jiraiya, Minato was my sensei. I adored him. Why would I hurt his offspring?" Kakashi was buying for time. Hearing a ding, he looked down.

Stay deep. I'll take care of this.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because your nickname is Nakamagoroshi no Kakashi?" Jiraiya snarled as Kakashi recoiled as if slapped. Friend-Killer Kakashi. He hadn't heard that name in a while.

The dark haired male looked up at his silver haired friend. "K...kakashi, please. It is the only way."

Kakashi held his comrade, who had lost an arm and was bleeding; flash stepping quickly to the medic. "No, there is another way." Kakashi ground out through gritted teeth.

The battle had been long and hard. Kakashi had lost his left eye in battle, as Obito lost his arm. Obito's Sharingan hadn't saved him from that.

"No, there isn't." Obito frowned. "Kakashi…stop."

Kakashi heard it…he knew it…he could tell when he saw Obito…but he had denied it. Hearing it in the voice though..stopping, he lay Obito down. "I didn't tell you everything. I'm not going to make it. Let me have a noble death. Kill me. Better to die at the hand of a friend than a foe." Obito gasped out.

Kakashi shook his head. "No. You're going to ma…"

"No, I'm not Kakashi." A medic nin ran up about then.

"Fix him." Kakashi ordered. The medic set about doing everything to save Kakashi's friend. Finally, the medic looked up, shrugging.

"There isn't any more I can do. Obito was cursed. If I seal his life force, he will be a walking poison, destroying everything he touches. He doesn't want that."

Kakashi slipped down on his knees, salty tears slipping down his cheeks. "Now, now, don't cry, Kakashi. You are my best friend, my brother…you and Rin are my family. Take care of her…take care of yourself…and take care of the fox. Medic…" Obito called, his voice becoming weaker. The medic came closer. "Take my eye…transplant it to Kakashi to replace the one he lost..." Looking at Kakashi, he gave a weak smile. "Then you'll always have a reminder of me, brother."

After the procedure, the medic stared at Kakashi. "He won't die on his own. The poison will consume him, and turn him into something evil. He knows this. I have explained this to him. He wants to talk to you."

Kakashi walked over, kneeling down once again. Obito opened his good eye. Seeing Kakashi's face, he smiled. "Now you know…so please, Kakashi…put me out of this agony."

Tears running down his face, violating yet another shinobi rule, Kakashi's lightning engulfed his hand as he thrust it through the man who had become a brother to him…

"Do you hear me Kakashi?" Jiraiya snarled. "Obito, Rin, now Asuma…should I mention others? You stay away from him…" a beep interrupted the phone call. Cursing, Jiraiya said one final time, "you stay away from him. He had better be home in 15 minutes." The phone went dead. Kakashi sat, staring at the phone. He had killed Obito, no matter the circumstances. He hadn't killed Rin, but she disappeared after his confession of the lack of love, so…with his previous reputation, everyone just assumed. Kakashi had felt so guilty over hurting her; he didn't have the will to fight them. In addition, he had killed Asuma. She must have told Jiraiya that. Shrugging, Kakashi walked out. He was a soldier, he followed orders. Upon exiting the bathroom, there was a nervous blonde looking at him. Handing Naruto his phone back, Kakashi sighed, all vestiges of alcohol gone from his system. "Well, your godfather wants you home, so I should escort you there since it's very late and I want to make sure you get there safely."

Naruto nodded. His emotions were in tumult. "Do you have everything?" Kakashi asked, making sure he had his own wallet and phone.

"Yea." Naruto said glumly. Suddenly, Naruto's phone dinged. Glancing at it, his forehead wrinkled in confusion. It was from Jiraiya. Stay with him, Naruto. Do not come home. Naruto looked up. "Jiraiya said to stay with you." He showed Kakashi the text to prove it.

About then, Kakashi's phone dinged. Looking at it, Kakashi was more confused. Debrief the Fox.