And here's the very last chapter. (But I am planning an epilogue and a sequel) Anyway enjoy.

Disclaimer:I Don't Own Naruto.

By the time they reached Arashi's house the sun was getting ready to set. It seems that everybody wanted to speak to the Hokage about something, and thus they were stopped and detoured many times.

"So do you believe I'm the Hokage now?" Arashi asked smugly as he set the little silver haired child down in the living room.

Kakashi looked up at him. "I'm hungawy." He stated. On que his stomach growled.

It certainly made sense that the boy would be hungary, he hadn't really eaten anything all day. "Alright, make yourself at home. I'll go see if there's any salvageable food." Arashi turned and walked down the hall to where the kitchen was located. "Try not to break anything that isn't already broken." He called over his shoulder as he disippeared through a doorway.

Kakashi looked around, there wasn't really that much that wasn't already broken. The couch was ripped and turned on it's side, same went for the matcing armchair. Only a few books and scrolls remained on the shelf, only one shelf was still in place though, all the others had been knocked down.

A large framed painting was lying face down on the floor. He picked it up and carefully leaned it against the wall. It was the one the blonde Hokage had bought from him. The blooming sakura tree, the fox masked Anbu, it was one of his better pieces if he did say so himself, and he did.

He carefully ran his fingers over the beautifully carved wooden frame Arashi had put it in. He had never framed his paintings, it was too much of a hassle to find a frame that fit the canvas and went with the painting. This frame however, went perfectly with the painting.

He stared into the black eyes of the fox mask, all Anbu masks had a jutsu placed on them so you couldn't see the wearer's eyes. Anbu were the most elite of all elite shinobi, they protected the Konoha's secrets silently from within the shadows. Leiko was one of these elites, so was his dad before he took the job in the interrogations department.

For the first time in his life, Kakashi wanted to be a shinobi, he wanted to be one of these elite. He wouldn't let this kind of thing happen if he were the one protecting Konoha, he would make sure of it. No kid would ever lose their entire family in one night again.

When Arashi came back into living room he found the boy sitting in front of his painting. "You painted that and sold it to me, remember?"

"Yes." Kakashi stood. "Is the food weady?" He asked.

Arashi smiled. "Yes it is. I hope you don't mind ramen." He held his hand out for kakashi, when the boy grasped it he led him into the kitchen.

The kitchen wasn't overly large, but it wasn't exactly small either. It had a center island, where two steaming bowels were waiting. Arashi picked the child up and set him on one of the stools then sat down next to him. "Dig in." he said happily as he started on him own bowel.

Kakashi swirled the ramen around with his chopsticks before taking a small experimental bite. If it was anything like Jiro's ramen he really didn't want any. It was good though so he took another larger bite.

Arashi chuckled "What, didn't think it would be good?" He asked.

Being the polite little boy he was, Kakashi swallowed what was in his mouth before answering. "Not weally."

Kid's definitely a Hatake. Arashi thought.

Kakashi set his chopsticks down. "What'll it take to get in the academy?" he asked seriously.

The tall blonde took his time answering. "Well," He started. "You would have to take a test of course, and given your age you'd have to score pretty high before they'd let you enter."

"How high?" he asked.

Arashi set his own chopsticks down, he'd been expecting something like this from the boy. Might as well humor him. "The average kid to enter the academy is around the age of nine and they usually score around 50, usually a little less. To let a kid in younger then that, especially a four year old, they'd have to get a score of something like 80"

"Wouldn't a fouw year old getting the same as an avewage student be considered pwodigy level?" Kakashi asked.

"True, but being a shinobi is no children's game." Arashi said. "Just because you have the know how doesn't mean you're mentaly ready. You'd have to be extremely special and be able to prove it."

Kakashi sat up strait and tilted his chin up defiantly. "I'm a Hatake and I want to go to the academy."

Arashi chuckled and picked up his abandoned chopsticks. "Alright then, I'll make the necessary arrangments for you to take the test when classes start up again." He'd let the boy take the test, he'd surely fail, but it would be a good learning experience.

Kakashi smiled and went back to his own ramen. One step closer to protecting the village.

A/N

That's all folks hope ya liked it, but wait there's more!!! An epilogue!!!! It'll be short but it'll be here soon! It'll be set Kakashi's first day at the academy.

Did you notice that Kakashi's speech impediment of RW is slowly going away? It'll be completely gone in the epilogue and sequel. Sniff My little Scarecrow's growing up.

Review Please!!!