Author's Note:
Yea, I just thought I would fix the first chapter because the script came out all weird on f.net. Minor corrections besides getting rid of the annoying unreadable stuff. Sorry this story is taking so long to get out, the disk I originally had the stories stored on died so I had to start from scratch~~ (T_T).
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, etc. So please don't sue me, I don't have money anyway.
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His Ninja Way
Chapter 1: Funeral
Kakashi stood in his bedroom doorway, water dripping from his stark black uniform. His normally gravity-defying silver hair drooped down, locks of it sticking onto the thin black mask that covered his mouth and nose. With a sigh, the jounin flipped on the lightswitch near the door and slowly made his way across his room toward the adjoining bathroom and closet. He hoped he had time to take a nice hot shower before more meetings were called to decide the fate of Konoha. The latest plans involved asking Jiraiya-san to become the fifth Hokage. Kakashi let out a snort at that idea, the perverted Senin would probably turn the entire village into a giant peep- show. Kakashi could see it now, new rules banning girls under 20 from wearing underwear... Then again, that might not be a bad thing exactly... Shaking his head, Kakashi stripped the black mask from his face, and peeled off his outer shirt, throwing both onto the floor by his bed.
A knock at the front door drew Kakashi away from his thoughts. He swiftly scooped up his discarded mask and shirt and began to put them on again, then decided against it as the identity of the familiar chakra dawned on him. Slowly, he dropped his stuff back on the floor and strolled out toward the door. It was still drizzling and cold outside, he thought, slowing his steps down just a bit more. A cup of tea kind of sounded nice right about now too...
"Kakashi! I know you're in there!! Hurry up and get the door!!!"
"..." Kakashi sighed and with one last longing look toward his bathroom (and shower),
popped to the door. "Gai."
"Hmph." The fellow jounin flashed a (literally) sparkling grin at Kakashi as he shoved his way through the barely opened door. "I see that the rain has affected your speed. Well, when the flower of youth has wilted, strong colds will knock it down further."
"Ah," was all that Kakashi replied as he popped back into his bedroom and shouted, "Let me finish changing. I take it the council has called another meeting?"
"Well yes..." began Gai, his thick eyebrows knitting a bit closer together as his expression grew serious, "but I came because I was worried about you."
"..." Kakashi nodded a little to himself, more or less ignoring the jounin in favor of changing his clothes. "I'm fine."
"Dammit, don't lie to me Kakashi!" yelled Gai, stalking into Kakashi's bedroom and sitting on his bed. "I've known you too long for that. Sandaime...Sarutobi-sensei...he..."
Kakashi stopped vigorously rubbing his hair with a yellow towel as he caught the grief in his rival's voice. He walked out of the bathroom and joined Gai. The silver haired jounin folded his arms across his chest, leaning his head back to stare at the ceiling. He had come to terms with Sandaime's death, just like he had come to terms with Riku's, and Yuuki's, and Sayuri's. But that didn't stop it from hurting, nor did it stop him from feeling Gai's grief. "Yea. You're right Gai. Sarutobi-sensei was someone special. He was a leader, a teacher, and a friend. But like I told Naruto. He wouldn't want us to be sad, because he died defending what he loved most."
"Thanks. I needed that." Gai replied, collecting himself a little as Kakashi spoke. Silently, he admired his companion's unruffled strength. He'd never say it, but this was truly the man he envied, his rival Kakashi. Even under the greatest pressures, the Sharingan-ninja always remained cool. A hint of a grin pulled at the edges of Gai's mouth, as the ninja stood up and headed out of the bedroom.
"I've got to go take care of some things. The meeting is in four hours, you and I have perimeter rounds since most of the Anbu are away."
"Ah," Kakashi acknowledged leaning his head back a bit more so that he could just see the top of his bedroom's window. "I'll get my shower, after all," he whispered to no one in particular before letting himself fall all the way backward onto his mattress.
Resting for a moment, Kakashi contemplated the ceiling before flipping himself over onto his stomach. He scrubbed at his tired face with one hand, tensing his muscles to spring out of his bed and toward the bathroom. Suddenly, his eye was caught by the two pictures that rested on the window ledge right above the head of his bed.
The newer of the two showed himself, smiling proudly behind a blushing Sakura, oblivious Sasuke, and Naruto glaring at an oblivious Sasuke. A smile touched the jounin's lips, Iruka had taken that picture right before the Chuunin exams: when the trio had come back from their first major mission, bright from adventure and a sense of success. The older picture...
Kakashi reached out and gently picked up the slightly faded picture of a different trio and their sensei. Tenderly, the jounin brushed his fingertips over the wickedly smiling girl,the cocky black-haired boy, and the handsome grinning blonde man behind them. Finally, his fingers rested on a masked, silver haired kid who glared at no one in particular through sleepy eyes. Or rather, glared at the one person hidden from view. . .
~15 Years Before~
"Brat! Stop trying to get away and take the picture!" Shouted a bear-life man in some sort of huge headdress.
The silver haired chibi-shinobi glared up at the older man, answering in a perfectly calm voice, "I'm not listening to an idiot pervert like you."
"What?!?" An audible snap could almost be heard just before the older man dove toward the boy, quite ready to strangle him. "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM BRAT? I am Jiraiya, the great toad-senin of Konoha, the pride of Konoha, the creator of..."
The chibi-shinobi's sensei, being a perceptive man, sensed yet another fight brewing between his former sensei and his current student. "Ma, Ma. Jiraiya-san, Kakashi-kun. Let's all calm down." He began, smiling and making soothing noises he hoped would distract them. "Jiraiya-san, I'm sure he didn't mean anything...Kakashi, it's just one picture, it'll be a good momento. Please take it."
Kakashi, although still disgruntled, nodded assent at his teacher's pleading tone and settled down a bit. "Fine."
"Heh, a picture of the Hatake Kakashi. Jiraiya-sama, can I get copies of this to sell to the girls?" Snickered a little blonde girl, taking her place by her sensei and her teammate. "He's very popular, you know. I could make some good cash."
"..." Kakashi glared at the grinning girl, then at the camera, then at Jiraiya, then at a tree, contemplating ways to do the greatest amount of damage to everything with the least effort.
"Oh, my pretty Sayuri! I see you're learning quickly the ways of the great Shinobi," said Jiraiya, enjoying Kakashi's obvious annoyance.
"Can we just get on with this?" Grumbled Asuma, running fingers through his stiff black hair, positioning himself to Sayuri's right.
"Ma, Ma, everyone," smiled the sensei, sensing trouble in the works once again. "Jiraiya-san, if you could take the picture now..."
"Hmph, I'll take the picture when the Kakashi-brat stops glaring at me and the Sarutobi-brat takes that stupid straw out of his mouth," interrupted Jiraiya.
"Ma...Kakashi, Asuma..."
"No," stated Kakashi, glaring death at Jiraiya.
"Heh," grinned Asuma, shaking his head in refusal.
The sensei sweatdropped. His students had always been unusually stubborn, and Kakashi in particular had never gotten along well with Jiraiya. Well, at least the arguments tended to be amusing, he thought. Smiling, he put his hands on top of Asuma and Kakashi's heads. "Jiraiya-san, please?"
*CLICK*
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A little Vocab:
Sandaime - "the third" or the third Hokage
Jounin - The upper elite class ninja. They act as military captains, etc.
Genin - Apprentice ninja, the lowest rank of ninja.
Senin - One of the three legendary "sage" ninja's of Leaf.
Konoha - Leaf Village/ Leaf
Yondaime - "the fourth" or the fourth Hokage
Sensei - Teacher
Chibi - mini
Shinobi - Ninja
Yea, I just thought I would fix the first chapter because the script came out all weird on f.net. Minor corrections besides getting rid of the annoying unreadable stuff. Sorry this story is taking so long to get out, the disk I originally had the stories stored on died so I had to start from scratch~~ (T_T).
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, etc. So please don't sue me, I don't have money anyway.
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His Ninja Way
Chapter 1: Funeral
Kakashi stood in his bedroom doorway, water dripping from his stark black uniform. His normally gravity-defying silver hair drooped down, locks of it sticking onto the thin black mask that covered his mouth and nose. With a sigh, the jounin flipped on the lightswitch near the door and slowly made his way across his room toward the adjoining bathroom and closet. He hoped he had time to take a nice hot shower before more meetings were called to decide the fate of Konoha. The latest plans involved asking Jiraiya-san to become the fifth Hokage. Kakashi let out a snort at that idea, the perverted Senin would probably turn the entire village into a giant peep- show. Kakashi could see it now, new rules banning girls under 20 from wearing underwear... Then again, that might not be a bad thing exactly... Shaking his head, Kakashi stripped the black mask from his face, and peeled off his outer shirt, throwing both onto the floor by his bed.
A knock at the front door drew Kakashi away from his thoughts. He swiftly scooped up his discarded mask and shirt and began to put them on again, then decided against it as the identity of the familiar chakra dawned on him. Slowly, he dropped his stuff back on the floor and strolled out toward the door. It was still drizzling and cold outside, he thought, slowing his steps down just a bit more. A cup of tea kind of sounded nice right about now too...
"Kakashi! I know you're in there!! Hurry up and get the door!!!"
"..." Kakashi sighed and with one last longing look toward his bathroom (and shower),
popped to the door. "Gai."
"Hmph." The fellow jounin flashed a (literally) sparkling grin at Kakashi as he shoved his way through the barely opened door. "I see that the rain has affected your speed. Well, when the flower of youth has wilted, strong colds will knock it down further."
"Ah," was all that Kakashi replied as he popped back into his bedroom and shouted, "Let me finish changing. I take it the council has called another meeting?"
"Well yes..." began Gai, his thick eyebrows knitting a bit closer together as his expression grew serious, "but I came because I was worried about you."
"..." Kakashi nodded a little to himself, more or less ignoring the jounin in favor of changing his clothes. "I'm fine."
"Dammit, don't lie to me Kakashi!" yelled Gai, stalking into Kakashi's bedroom and sitting on his bed. "I've known you too long for that. Sandaime...Sarutobi-sensei...he..."
Kakashi stopped vigorously rubbing his hair with a yellow towel as he caught the grief in his rival's voice. He walked out of the bathroom and joined Gai. The silver haired jounin folded his arms across his chest, leaning his head back to stare at the ceiling. He had come to terms with Sandaime's death, just like he had come to terms with Riku's, and Yuuki's, and Sayuri's. But that didn't stop it from hurting, nor did it stop him from feeling Gai's grief. "Yea. You're right Gai. Sarutobi-sensei was someone special. He was a leader, a teacher, and a friend. But like I told Naruto. He wouldn't want us to be sad, because he died defending what he loved most."
"Thanks. I needed that." Gai replied, collecting himself a little as Kakashi spoke. Silently, he admired his companion's unruffled strength. He'd never say it, but this was truly the man he envied, his rival Kakashi. Even under the greatest pressures, the Sharingan-ninja always remained cool. A hint of a grin pulled at the edges of Gai's mouth, as the ninja stood up and headed out of the bedroom.
"I've got to go take care of some things. The meeting is in four hours, you and I have perimeter rounds since most of the Anbu are away."
"Ah," Kakashi acknowledged leaning his head back a bit more so that he could just see the top of his bedroom's window. "I'll get my shower, after all," he whispered to no one in particular before letting himself fall all the way backward onto his mattress.
Resting for a moment, Kakashi contemplated the ceiling before flipping himself over onto his stomach. He scrubbed at his tired face with one hand, tensing his muscles to spring out of his bed and toward the bathroom. Suddenly, his eye was caught by the two pictures that rested on the window ledge right above the head of his bed.
The newer of the two showed himself, smiling proudly behind a blushing Sakura, oblivious Sasuke, and Naruto glaring at an oblivious Sasuke. A smile touched the jounin's lips, Iruka had taken that picture right before the Chuunin exams: when the trio had come back from their first major mission, bright from adventure and a sense of success. The older picture...
Kakashi reached out and gently picked up the slightly faded picture of a different trio and their sensei. Tenderly, the jounin brushed his fingertips over the wickedly smiling girl,the cocky black-haired boy, and the handsome grinning blonde man behind them. Finally, his fingers rested on a masked, silver haired kid who glared at no one in particular through sleepy eyes. Or rather, glared at the one person hidden from view. . .
~15 Years Before~
"Brat! Stop trying to get away and take the picture!" Shouted a bear-life man in some sort of huge headdress.
The silver haired chibi-shinobi glared up at the older man, answering in a perfectly calm voice, "I'm not listening to an idiot pervert like you."
"What?!?" An audible snap could almost be heard just before the older man dove toward the boy, quite ready to strangle him. "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM BRAT? I am Jiraiya, the great toad-senin of Konoha, the pride of Konoha, the creator of..."
The chibi-shinobi's sensei, being a perceptive man, sensed yet another fight brewing between his former sensei and his current student. "Ma, Ma. Jiraiya-san, Kakashi-kun. Let's all calm down." He began, smiling and making soothing noises he hoped would distract them. "Jiraiya-san, I'm sure he didn't mean anything...Kakashi, it's just one picture, it'll be a good momento. Please take it."
Kakashi, although still disgruntled, nodded assent at his teacher's pleading tone and settled down a bit. "Fine."
"Heh, a picture of the Hatake Kakashi. Jiraiya-sama, can I get copies of this to sell to the girls?" Snickered a little blonde girl, taking her place by her sensei and her teammate. "He's very popular, you know. I could make some good cash."
"..." Kakashi glared at the grinning girl, then at the camera, then at Jiraiya, then at a tree, contemplating ways to do the greatest amount of damage to everything with the least effort.
"Oh, my pretty Sayuri! I see you're learning quickly the ways of the great Shinobi," said Jiraiya, enjoying Kakashi's obvious annoyance.
"Can we just get on with this?" Grumbled Asuma, running fingers through his stiff black hair, positioning himself to Sayuri's right.
"Ma, Ma, everyone," smiled the sensei, sensing trouble in the works once again. "Jiraiya-san, if you could take the picture now..."
"Hmph, I'll take the picture when the Kakashi-brat stops glaring at me and the Sarutobi-brat takes that stupid straw out of his mouth," interrupted Jiraiya.
"Ma...Kakashi, Asuma..."
"No," stated Kakashi, glaring death at Jiraiya.
"Heh," grinned Asuma, shaking his head in refusal.
The sensei sweatdropped. His students had always been unusually stubborn, and Kakashi in particular had never gotten along well with Jiraiya. Well, at least the arguments tended to be amusing, he thought. Smiling, he put his hands on top of Asuma and Kakashi's heads. "Jiraiya-san, please?"
*CLICK*
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A little Vocab:
Sandaime - "the third" or the third Hokage
Jounin - The upper elite class ninja. They act as military captains, etc.
Genin - Apprentice ninja, the lowest rank of ninja.
Senin - One of the three legendary "sage" ninja's of Leaf.
Konoha - Leaf Village/ Leaf
Yondaime - "the fourth" or the fourth Hokage
Sensei - Teacher
Chibi - mini
Shinobi - Ninja