And here's chapter 3 of my cute little Kakashi and Gai meeting fic.

Again thank you so much for the reviews, thanx to you the reviewer, I've decided to continue this fic and make it longer than I intended. Because originally this was going to be a quicky to get my creativity moving again. I'm so pleased I may even do a sequal but I'm going to finish this before I start thinking to indept on that.

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Naruto, I just use and abuse it's characters, then put them back in indecent positions.

Venturing further into the house, the two, toddler, shinobi, to be, found a large wooden door. Kakashi turned to Gai. "Whas in thewe?" He asked.

"Thas the attic. It's vewy scawy in thewe, we'we not supposed to go up thewe." Gai's voice was tiny and shaking.

Kakashi looked back at the door that was sounding mighty tempting to go through, then he looked at Gai. "Whas the mattew, you a chicken?"

Gai backed up a step. "No, it's just that..."

"Bock bock."

Gai glared. "I'm n..."

"Bock."

"Grrr shut..."

"Bock."

"SHUT UP!!!" Gai finally yelled.

Kakashi laughed and turned towards the door. Grabbing on to the doorknob, he pulled, nothing happened. He pulled harder, still nothing. Kakashi looked around, Gai had latched on to Kakashi's back so he would be no help. He looked back at the door, glared, and pulled again, again nothing happened. Being a frustrated little three-year-old he kicked the door with all his might and it flew open.

Inside was a very steep set of stairs. Kakashi walked in, with Gai still on his back, and closed the door behind him. He pried Gai off of him and climbed on to the first step, which was quite a feat considering the step came up to just below his waist.

He looked back at Gai who was staring up the steps like they went straight to hell. "Awe you coming ow not?"

"Of couwse I'm coming, I am oldew than you aftew all." Gai tried to act brave and started to climb the steps.

Kakashi ignored him and continued his own trek up to the attic.

It took them a good five minutes before they got to the top. There was nothing but piled up boxes and trunks. All of it was covered in a thick layer of dust. "Ooo scawy, look out Maito, a dust bunny might come out and eat you'we head." Kakashi went further into the dust-covered piles of junk. "Have you evew even been up hewe befowe?"

"No." Gai was looking around like a monster would jump out at any moment.

Kakashi climbed up on to the largest pile. "Thewe's nothin scawy hewe." He stated. "Unless you count death by dust in-ha-la-tion Scawy." Kakashi tried to sound smart by using a big word that he mangled in trying to pronounce, not that Gai would notice.

Kakashi stood and jumped to an abnormally large trunk that was near his pile. When he landed a cracking sound was heard. "Hey Gai did you heaw tha... Yaaaaaaaaaa." The top of the trunk collapsed in on itself and Kakashi went with it in a cloud dust. He could hear Gai scream bloody murder and run out of the attic.

Poor little Kakashi was tangled in funny smelling cloth and couldn't free himself, though even if he could have, he would have been to short to climb back out. To make matters worse, now that the shock had worn off he could see in the dim light from the hole above that he had cut his hand badly in the fall. His whole right hand was covered in blood.

He could feel the tear welling up in his eyes. Ninja don't cry. He told himself, ignoring the fact that he had been crying his eyes out earlyer that morning. Despite telling himself not to cry he did anyway. Though it was muffled not only by his mask but also by the smelly cloth that was covering him from nose to toes.

Just when he was beginning to think he would die in this trunk from blood loss, dust inhalation, and smelly cloth suffication, he felt himself being lifted up and carried out of the attic and down the steps.

It wasn't Mrs. Maito that was for sure. Whoever it was had short hair and a flat chest. It was a guy judging by what little Kakashi could see.

His mysterey savoir took him into the bathroom and sat him on the counter. He had black hair and ice blue eyes. He gentely picked up Kakashi's injured hand and examined it. Kakashi sniffled a bit.

Gai stuck his head around the bathroom door. "You'we lucky daddy came home eawly ow you woulda died up thewe."

"Hush Ga, he wouldn't have died." The man, who was revealed to be Mr. Maito, held Kakashi's hand under the faucet.

Kakashi hissed in pain as the water cleaned out his wound. Mr. Maito reached up into the medicine cabnet, with his free hand, and pulled out a brown bottle. Kakashi knew exactly what was in that bottle and tried to jump of the counter but Mr. Maito held him tight. Poor little Kakashi looked like a tortured puppy as he struggled to get free.

Mr. Maito held Kakashi in place with his body as he used both hands to hold the injured hand and pour the peroxcide into the wound.

Little Kakashi howled in pain and tried to bite Mr. Maito but his mask got in the way. He could hear Gai laughing at him and saw that the boy had moved closer so he kicked out and smacked the boy in his face with his right foot.

"See now that wasn't so bad was it?" Mr. Maito said as he pulled some bandages out of his Jounin vest and began to wrap the silver haird boy's hand. "Why don't we go see whats cooking for lunch, hmm?" He asked both boys wiping off Gai's bloody lip.

On the way to the kitchen Gai never once stopped glaring at Kakashi, who mearly shrugged it off and inspected the bandage wrapped around his hand.

A/N

Haha I remember doing that chicken thing to my siblings, aw good times.

Poor Kakashi and peroxcide, I hated that stuff. And I've now realized that while typing this fic I'm drawing on my own childhood memories, though my parents paid a bit more attention to what my siblings and I were doing at that age then Mrs. Maito is.

Next up Lunch! and mabey a food fight, if I'm in the mood. And if there's food fight there will be a bath.

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