Disclaimer: See the first page. Guess the alluded episodes if you like. Also, if you find some quotes familiar and sound legit, disclaimer also goes to the original writer. And I try to incorporate a song but since I don't like to get in trouble, I'll let you figure it out along the way. Credits goes to 'FLOW'.

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[ Great Powers Come with Great Rest/Fun/Civility ]

The noon bell rang at Royal Woods Elementary signaling lunchbreak. It wasn't unusual for students to group themselves with their own clique. What was is a scurrying of groups of varying interest focused on a similar goal.

Are you sure he went this way?

Hey! We invited him first!

But he'll like ours better!

No! He's min- I mean ours!

Hush! You'll scare him!

Once the coast is clear, our undercover ninja casually walked out of his hiding place. "You're all probably wondering why I'm treading like in enemy territory. Well it's because I'm being stalked by a different breed of animals…" Kakashi banged his locker open and effortlessly caught each falling sheets.

He cautiously held up the notes while identifying his hunters with trepidation. "Fans. And Sasuke's were not even this aggressive." …Okay, maybe it was an exaggeration but they are very persistent.

Being the bigger… and older man, Kakashi tries to be patient about their impressionable admiration. But the Jonin will make it clear that there is a limit for such childish behavior. The way they held themselves back as he was dangerously close to a trash-bin with letters in hand got his point across.

Now to reward their discipline by at least giving these things his attention. "Um… Do you like to trade a rice ball for my TLC sandwich?" Stella asked. Ah… yes, who knew they had a history? Actually, it was through the girl that he slowly reacquaint with his old peers, she being curious how they knew her new/old friend.

That is once they got their acts straight. Isn't puberty a b****? "Half of it is enough. You can have another if you have something with chocolate." He said after taking one.

"I got some chocolate churros. Want it for your chicken nuggets?" Ronnie Anne offered the other girl seeing how the Asian liked the rice dish. And to think that the fierce little Latina didn't seem to like her before. Stella is just a girl who likes to hang out with the boys. It's not his fault he properly reciprocated since they met…, right?

"I thought you lose your sweet-tooth?" Liam asked. The country boy wasn't the only one intently watching as the fried sweets disappeared behind a wide card only to be baffled when 'Lincoln' puts it down and still had that mask intact.

"Only lessened. But I think I need a lot of sugar to work my brain with all these." Kakashi took note of those that caught his interest like books and photography.

"Don't tell me we have a secret assignment!" Zach whined as the other bespectacled boy worriedly looked at the stack.

"If it was a secret, then I'm not telling." Probably not the smart thing to say to an amateur controversy theorist. Not after the kid's wild claim of him landing in an alien world… Oh, if they only knew. "Relax, all these is for me to sort out…, unfortunately."

Clyde realized what they were after browsing some. "These are invitations to different school clubs!" That's right. Our protagonist caught some attentions when he showed some of his impressive but severely restricted skills. He wondered how they'll react if they realized how much he held back. (Hint: A lot.)

Kakashi allowed them to check out some. "Whoa! Way to go man! For a second there I thought you were getting letters from secret admirers." Rusty lamented when his masked friend uncaringly pointed to a stack of almost equal amount.

For reasons only known to herself, Ronnie Anne grumpily turned to the more sensible pile. "I get the martial-arts club. But how did you get an invitation for the gymnastic, track and field and two separate football teams? This one is not even of this school." She's right. In fact, the chicken themed- …team (Dang it, Luan!) invitation was just addressed to the future white-haired running back going down this direction [Royal Woods Elementary School].

"I may provide some theories on how our brother unit garnered some of these attentions." Was it becoming a thing to have your adorable little siblings with you at lunch? "It probably has to do with waking up later than usual last Monday."

"How was I to know it was Daylight Saving Time?" Better yet: How could he remember such thing existed? Different worlds, different laws of nature.

Filing away that deficiency, the little genius continued. "As you have already acclimated to your current schedule, you might have felt assured to arrive precisely on time… bordering tardiness, am I right?" Lisa narrowed her eyes in mild disapproval, which her brother just sheepishly scratched his head. It was his trademark after all in Konoha so why not bring it at this side of the woods… Dang it, Luan!

"But what deviates was your unawareness to this particular seasonal practice and an urgency of submitting a project." Long story short: He realized how late it was and sped off to school. Kakashi did not feel like jeopardizing his partner's grade, someone who he is just getting to know all over again. Civilian life was sure starting to make him lazy which was later rectified.

Lisa brought up a tablet to show her findings which was obtained from an upgraded sports-watch (of her own design) that she barely got him to put on. As she was about to lecture, Ronnie Anne broached first. "Hold it right there! Before the big reveal, can you phrase it in words that we regular people can understand?"

"Sigh… Lincoln ran from our home to school, which is by estimate is 5.42 kilometers apart, in under 10 minutes." All the gathered audience looked towards the uncaring topic with stunned disbelief. Especially his own classmates who remembered 'Lincoln' suddenly appearing just as the bell rang looking no cooler than a cucumber.

"So, some talent scouts must have seen how fast you were." He definitely put Gai's extra weights to use along with all those Chakra suppressors. "Hahaha! Wait till the Roosters realized who they want in their team!" Lana chortled at one card. That's a story for another day.

"And for you to get in gymnastics means you must be really flexible." The shinobi did remember jumping and twisting over a lot of things on that run. But what first came to Lola's mind was when they thought Lori finally made true with her pretzel threat.

The Loud son was then handed a very stylized interment brochure by his dark sister. "The Junior Morticians Club wishes to also extend an official invitation to be one of our members."

"How did I get their attention?" He even had one written in the form of Japanese poetry. 'Come to think of it; I might have placed it in the other pile.'

Lucy was eerily drawn to the said pile before answering. "You have garnered our president's interest after sharing a very soulful exchange. I couldn't agree more to have one who has better understanding of the shadows than you to join our coven." She's unknowingly talking about the Nara but whatever.

Ignoring how freaked out his friends looked, Kakashi remembered having a semi-philosophical conversation of life with a sharply dressed boy one rainy day. "That's your president? Dang it. I should apologize for calling him a funeral director."

"Don't. Bertrand actually liked it that it's decided to be the unofficial position." She monotonously assured.

Deciding to lighten his companions' uneasiness, Kakashi looked through another one. "The chess club?"

Liam this time clarified. "You actually took a shining to ours too. But in fairness, to remember all those rules is mighty somethin'." Ah… yes. He once played against the boy, comparing chess as a simpler Shogi. Then out of nowhere this kid anxiously asked if he knew how to play. Not on a level like say a Nara but the fact a schoolmate knows how each piece moves is enough to gain him another rival. The same rival also gave an invitation for the Japanese club.

Looking through more, the former sensei has mixed feelings of this in particular considering his own academy days. "How did I get dart?"

"When you nailed Chandler with that chalk." Ginger #1 supplied. In his defense: the brat was being a bother while he was called to the board to answer an equation.

"Softball?"

"When you nailed him again with a sock." Ginger #2 mentioned. The brat had it coming for leaving that smelly thing in his locker, never mind how he figured out who owned it.

"Basketball?"

"When you nailed- I mean scored that trash-ball! …After nailing him with it." Ginger #3 included. Alright, he has to admit. The brat is annoying. Plain and simple.

"Alright. So, I guess I did impress some…" And 'Lincoln' can't help but groan when this one brought up a recent event. "And it appears also the student council."

"Who wouldn't with how you gone full on commander last week?" Some eavesdroppers also shared with his group's excitement of that day. And somehow, Kakashi blames Naruto for sharing his hero-nitis and should be classified S-rank talk-no-jutsu with a touch of Gaara's bluntness for good measures.

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Flashback

Well it was chaos… in a school setting. Everyone was gathered at the gym for an announcement of a surprise inspection. The only consolation is that the inspectors will arrive in the afternoon… if they started calmly organizing instead of squabbling like headless chickens!

To be honest, the news does not impact him much. However, Kakashi felt worried for Clyde as the boy tries to help their principal regain a semblance of order. Knowing of the escalating anxiety, Kakashi felt compelled to at least provide a distraction. 'Time to get a little gutsy.'

"Mr. Loud! What do you think you're doing?!" Even in amidst raised voices, a gossip material especially one getting in trouble is too much of a temptation.

"Sorry, Principal Huggins. Just helping to make a more fitting banner." All looked up wondering what the change was. Those who were closer to the stage immediately spotted it that read:

ROYAL WOOD-EN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

Ignoring how did he placed those letters up there, the frantic principal turned to a very aloof student. "How would that help?!"

Glancing at the semi-attentive audience, 'Lincoln' answered with a deadpan. "Well clearly everyone wouldn't!"

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Silence followed as they try to process. Half held a chuckle at the word play while some applaud at the ingenuity. A very small minority had their jaws dropped in disbelief. And somewhere a young girl wondered why she felt so proud all of the sudden.

Ignoring a distant wail, the masked 'boy' curiously tested the microphone. "Now that a I got everyone's attention, let's calmly summarize what we are gathered here for. Some school inspectors are dropping in for a surprise visit but they at least gave us a heads up."

What the 'wayward' student said next earned him a bit of street creds, if only because he had the guts to sass all these people. "So, shut up and calmly file out once this gathering is adjourned. Be on your best behavior and listen to your commanding officers. Try to tidy up if it's not too much trouble and not to make some of your own, even if only for the next 8 hours or so. Simple, right?"

"Why should we listen to you, loser?" What followed was a new wave of grumbles that would sweep away weaker wills. So, let's see how it goes against one forged by fire.

"A very good question." The blunt admission shocked them silent as the speaker half-heartedly shrugged. "After all, I'm probably at the same level with all of you. I'm not your commanding officer. And I should never trouble myself to some boring grown-up stuffs." And it was this bluntness that stoked their curiosity.

"So, I'm giving back the reign to the one who understands all this boring stuffs. Who have to deal with lots of it just to ensure that this building is running. Who should not have to trouble themselves for some ungrateful troublemakers like myself and get this day over with." The Loud 'boy' used himself as an example, but his sharp eyes spotted some who awkwardly felt like it hit home.

"Yet… he… along with many did… and are still doing it right now." The shinobi-sensei drew on from his own experience to put weight in his words. "You may argue it's their job that got them here… But what made them stay? What makes them go the extra miles?" Kakashi anticipated for anybody to rudely interrupt but was impressed that they politely waited.

"Hope." The surprisingly mature 'young man' allowed a moment of confused chatter before pushing on.

"Hope that what they teach will help prepare those under their care for an uncertain future." He remembered all his mentors, passing on their teachings to his own students.

"Hope that one day those who will leave this premises will be successful in what path they choose in life." He felt the heartache when his team separated but pride for their reconciliation.

"Hope that one day they will be able to build a perfect future." Now he entrusts that future to his students.

But based also on experience, he expects the future to not be easy. "Though to be honest, perfection is a very tall order. But despite those imperfection, they strived to overcome the challenge… for you."

With all these young minds drawn to him, Kakashi can't help but wonder. Is this how it felt to impart the Will of Fire? Is this how it felt to be the Hokage? "The next generation will always surpass the previous one. It's one of the never-ending cycles in life."

The veteran is currently the previous generation, but it wouldn't hurt to lend a hand for the next. "The least I can do… the least the younger generations can do is put their backs into it and help the burden. Show them the gratitude and respect for their sacrifice. Carry the values they have taught and one day pass it to your own students."

The somber air then reverts back to that of an invigorated youth. "I'm probably boring you already so let's get through this day in one piece, shall we?"

"Principal Huggins, I apologize for taking up your time." The principal who was misty-eyed from such touching oration was rendered speechless when this... motivator politely dipped his head to him.

"Yoroshiku onegaishimasu." Those who understood that phrase, either by memory or translator, or the respectful display spread their support like wildfire.

Satisfied that the student body is now united, Kakashi decided to take his leave. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be off to help my classmates."

But before he could get far, Clyde ran up to him. "Lincoln, wait! Can you help us in the preparation?"

Okay…, that was unexpected… What has he gotten himself into this time? "Nani?"

But the Junior School Administrator persisted. "I know it's asking a lot. But I believe in you! I can vouch for your planning skills and I know you know a lot more that can help!" He wasn't certain whether his friend is putting that trust in Lincoln or Kakashi. Both?

Kakashi nervously scratched his head, awkwardly trying to decline in the politest way possible. "I don't know… I'm not part of any committee. Isn't that what the student council is for?" Dang his charisma level if those awestruck expressions means anything.

"But we couldn't get everyone's cooperation in time to be productive the way you did!" Even when the white-haired grade-schooler argued how unfamiliar he is with a (civilian student) council, they clamored to provide all the resources and assistance if it meant providing his leadership. In the end Kakashi finally relented to direct this like a mission with a very tight deadline. The former commander wouldn't admit that he feels nostalgic at the occasional 'Yes, sir!'.

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Just like he said, perfection was a tall order. But the inspectors were more impressed at how the school compensated despite some shortcomings. It wasn't a perfect score but it was a pretty high one and that was all they were thankful for. The temporary leader wasn't aware that one contributing factor was an anonymous video of his rallying cry.

And they are now drawn to him like he's the next Rikudou Sennin. It's not that he doesn't feel qualified, his latest rank was a shinobi-commander after all. It's just that school is a training ground and these children has much to learn through it. It defeats the purpose if he took charge of everything. Kakashi plans to negotiate on just being a consultant or something. As the Nara say: Troublesome.

Now only if this kid who keeps getting his name wrong would go away. Kakashi didn't feel like using excuses like he usually does with his eternal rival. Sure, Gai was annoying and somehow passed his flames (*shivers*) to his newfound youthful rivals.

Unlike them however, who each have something noteworthy to garner some respect, all Chandler can fall back to is his party which he did not care for. Challenging the ninja with nothing to back up other than his lackeys falls under a special kind of annoying.

"Hey, Larry! I'm talk-." The brat's flimsy grasp on his shoulder was all the excuse he needs to claim self-defense. 'Lincoln' adeptly twisted behind him and lightly pushed aside his two bodyguards. They were maneuvered to face inward to also bear witness.

The Konoha Jonin intentionally made the clap loud as he formed a tiger hand-seal. The garnered silence was to his liking as he crouched to deliver swift retribution, making sure that it translates accordingly no matter what language.

"Konohagakure Secret Taijutsu Technique: ONE THOUSAND YEARS OF-!"

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It was unanimously decided that their friend needs to blow off some stress… no matter how strongly he argued otherwise! Even Ronnie Anne, who after catching her breath with how hard she laughed, urged him that they should hang out after class… Well, it's an unanimous decision. So it's off to Gus' Games and Grubs.

After notifying his family, Kakashi sighed in dismay with how quick they were to let him. It's as if they are afraid to tell him 'no'.

But enough worrying for now as the Loud child has to find out what attractions his past-self enjoyed. Which is a very short list for his present-self. Most of the excitements are more miss than hit due to his previously active lifestyle and currently lax attitude.

But 'Lincoln' eventually found something very captivating to the secret joy of two of his friends. Physically stimulating through synchronized footwork coupled with hand- or rather foot-eye coordination, the musical game is familiarly… fun. Kakashi can safely say that he enjoyed this Dance Battle. Gai would have love this training simulation, probably the only one who he will even attempt to match at a higher level of difficulty.

All in all, everyone was in high spirit. Just as Clyde entered another token, a hand not his own scrolled through the settings. Chandler just had a smug grin as the game prepared the unwelcomed selections. He must have timed it because nobody wants to mess with the toughest girl in school.

"Dude! He set it on Expert level!"

"The song is an extended version!"

"And in the original language too!"

"We're not ready for this!"

Spotting some familiar faces from class, Kakashi deduced his younger friends worry. Yes, they can leave it. But a kid to fail a dare, who at this stage craves for public approval, is heading down a path of teasing and scrutiny… Good thing he is not anymore a kid.

Before Ronnie Anne can give the punk a piece of her mind, she felt a firm grip. "Let me give it a shot." The tomboy looked unsure at first but eventually joined the crowd, reluctantly admitting that she was not ready for this level.

'Smart.' Kakashi thought as he gave an eye-smile to reassure his friends before adopting a focused gaze. Must be force of habit, but straightening his slanted headband did two things:

Intimidate the onlookers with the clear view of his scar.

And it makes him look serious… -ly cool.

The game begins with the sound of intensifying crackling. 'Nice.' The shinobi even took the stance for his signature jutsu to build the hype.

Then arrows rapidly flashed through the screen at the sound of percussions, no doubt staggering anyone who expected it to start slow. Expect the unexpected, right? Warning shots but nothing the ninja can't handle. Now let the battle begin.

We are fighting dreamers!

Right. Up. Down. Right. Up. Left. Left. Down. Energetic and very passionate… Naruto will definitely love this. In fact, it fits him to a T. He can imagine playing this as Naruto paved his own nindo. And those around the aspiring Hokage strived to better themselves… in strength and spirit. How that little dreamer inspired many to also fight for their own dreams.

Admittedly fast-paced, but Kakashi silently bragged that he had dealt with way faster opponents. No offense to Obito, but he would reluctantly admit that this would be less enjoyable with the Sharingan. Nothing seems to get the blood pumping than a satisfyingly hard-fought challenge… Dang it! He's sounding like Gai!

Though his brain may have adjusted a bit to be able track each target and process proper reactions. And his sharp mind was able to gather information from his surroundings. The audience somehow tripled, his friends are no longer worried and now cheered him on. And the sweet cherry on top was the brat's sour expression.

Kakashi doubted anyone cared about that last part because he didn't remember this little show had became a mini party. He's not buying everyone drinks though.

Left. Up. Right. Right. Left-Down. Up. Left-Right. Down. Left-Up. Right. Up-Right. Oh… combos. Looks like it's leveling up. Good. As much as 'Lincoln' wants to see his friends' adorable attempt to dance along, he has to put up a show of intense concentration. Doesn't mean the shinobi can't identify the cheers from the background.

Up. Left. Up-Down. Right. Right-Down. South. West-South. South. North-East. South. South. W. NE. S. E. W. SE. E. WS. S. NW. E. N. Okay… Now Kakashi knows he's taking it a bit seriously if the ninja is resorting to coordinates. Meh… His fun.

Huh… Since when did he start moving his arms? 'Hmmm… let's spice this up a bit, shall we?' Kakashi heard gasps and found their shock amusing when he turned for a second. But memory was still sharp as ever (at least the shinobi trained part) to coordinately time all the arrows.

The Jonin felt a little cheeky for that wink and salute. Huh… Ronnie and Stella did not cheer with the guys… Uh oh. Better hope they are not red with anger. Turning back, Kakashi thought he heard some thuds. Must be his imagination and heavy footfalls. And it was also his imagination that the ninja thought he heard various high-pitched 'squees'!

Blaring with an intense instrumental, backed by his own air band led by a girl with pink highlight, each step shot with rapid-fire successions and deadly accuracy. He ignored the growing cheers as the combo points rose.

The machine tries to valiantly withstand the assault. Soon smokes and sparks triggered the sprinklers, but the crowd was not deterred by the indoor shower. It only heightened the advent of a legend as the white-haired warrior focused on his battle in the rain.

We are fighting dreamers.

The tune mellowed which must be designed to give reprieve. But it just gave an illusion of the calm before a storm. Which he fearlessly faced head-on as the climax of this battle soon approaches. The audience felt a shift in the air.

They don't know nor cared how it happened. Some may say it was trick of the light and some sap argued unlocking of a hidden instinct. His electrifying presence will all be accepted and denied later as he flashed a renewed vigor, eyes sparking with an intensity that sent chills for many conflicting reasons. 'Let's do this!'

Right here, right now!

Go!

This is it! The final hurdle. The final push. For the honor of his comrades. For the exhilaration of those who are watching. In memory of his past, he shall overcome the challenge of the present and fight for his future!

BAM!

Kakashi will stubbornly stick to 'being in the moment' when he struck that pose. It didn't help that the machine timed jets of sparks which erupted an outstanding ovation.

Amongst the cheering, the machine suddenly gave out. Some would say it was just old while others will exaggerate how it couldn't handle his groove. The ninja silently guessed foul-play when he noticed the brat is suspiciously near the power outlet.

After seeing that it was still functional, the store owner sadly shook his head. Any avid players also shared his disappointment. "I'm sorry, kid. Your high score wasn't saved."

But the best revenge is living well. So… "Good."

"HUH?!" He opened a book and calmly walked past the shocked crowd to sell his nonchalance.

Only when his friends caught up to him did Kakashi stopped. "I have no interest in being the top score. But I have to admit that it was more than I expected. Some will see it as a challenge… but weaker wills may be disheartened by a daunting goal."

"I enjoyed this game greatly and have no desire to deprive anyone of such fun." They don't know how, but his friends discerned a fond smile despite 'Lincoln's' face being covered.

"But everyone here saw it! They're gonna talk about this like you're a hero!" Rusty was not wrong as he can already hear his name getting mixed up. How does lightning sounds like Ka-… oh right, Lincoln. Dang it, Lua- oh, forget it.

"True… Heroes may be remembered…" The way he looked over his shoulder would inspire others to follow this path. "But legends are forever. So I'll be waiting to be that final obstacle for whoever's legend is ready to be made." Okay, so maybe he intentionally posed at a certain lighting to give a mysterious vibe.

"Do you want a beard with that wisdom, oh great Master Loud?" Sensei actually but Kakashi humored Ronnie Anne's partial joke.

"Don't worry. I got all of that right here." Some other classmates of theirs also crowded around Stella's phone, replaying the striking of lightning personified. He will ignore how the girls flushed for a second.

They then asked if she could send them a copy, which the tall girl agreed to do later. Clyde looked hesitant of something though. "Is it okay if I share this in our post?"

'It's just an awesome performance.' Kakashi didn't put much thought to it so he gave the go ahead. "Sure. I don't see why not."

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"That's some killer moves, bruh!"

"So fast! I'm getting dizzy!"

"Woo! He's dancing up a storm! Hahaha! Get it?"

"Oh, yeah! Show them who's Number 1 on the dance floor!"

"Go! Inkin!"

"Now I see why not." The middle 'child' glumly stated the next morning. The reason: His family… and apparently all of Royal Woods are gushing over the newest trending sensation.

The Fighting Dreamer- BYAKURAI

'White Lightning'… Unoriginal, but it was nice of a viewer to coin the epithet.

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Think of this as a Filler chapter for something a bit lighthearted.

Also due to episodes not being in chronological order, some may end up Pre- or Post- NSL... So I'll try to figure out along the way. So if you have suggestions, go for it.

Ideas and suggestions will be taken into consideration. Keyword: Consideration. But I'll leave something to think about: So if Lincoln is Ace Savvy, what is Kakashi's persona? I'm going for something like 'Dealer' but let's hear some ideas.

Preview:

Her back was against the wall and there's no escape. Their fear is that no one can stop him but her only hope is that he is a far better person.

She dares not compare of times he was found in similar situation. How the intimidating figure turned the table with his towering stature was much worse. "Good. We finally got one thing cleared." Terror was clear in her eyes compared to his emotionless ones.

"I haven't been Lincoln for a long time." Sorrow gripped her heart with how much colder those words were repeated from before. "I am sorry to disappoint." But why does it sound like he is apologizing for a lose?