Thank you!

For all those kind reviewers, ( two of them) I thank you for your input!

Jemiul: As always, your enjoyment makes me enjoy myself! I'm glad that you liked what I considered a weak point in my story. Well, let's just say that Sakura comes into play again... but from what I could deduce from the manga, Kakashi must not have seen her alot since he wasn't even aware of how much she had grown... sniff sniff! still upset about breakup of Team 7!

Fuhrer: Thank your for your kind criticism. As I think I mentioned before this is basically a new type of fiction for me and Kakashi, being the best anime guy in the world... well, basically... anyway, being who he is, I struggled alot with how to characterize him. I'm glad you think it's a little different but works... yay for originality!

Frailty thy name is boredom!

Anyways... I've enable anonymous reviews so that should encourage people to REVIEW!

PLEASE REVIEW!

I sadly, do not own Naruto, or else I would have renamed it Kakashi!


White Fang, Lightning's Howl: The Secret of the Hatake Clan

One Month Spent

For one month, Kakashi disappeared off the face of the earth. Every morning was spent on meditation – at the memorial and in the study – after a short breakfast.

His diet was mainly herbs, fruit and fish or bird.

The afternoon wasfilled with work-Kakashi was kept busyrevitalizing his small domain – grounds keeping, gardening and exterior/interior repair.

In the evening, after another short supper, Kakashi practiced nin and gen jutsus, thought up numerous strategies for numerous battle scenarios and excercised with taijutsu techniques copied off of Rock Lee and Gai.

Just before bed, he, once again, meditated and focused on his chakra for awhile.

The loneliness, he hardly felt since his mind was taken up with extreme focus on his chakra.

However... every now and then, Kakashi wondered how the others were doing.


Was Naruto surviving his training with Jiraiya? Was Sakura passing the exam okay? Was Sasuke still alive?
In his heart of hearts, Kakashi even began to miss the company of his comrades. Gai's noisiness. Raido and Genma's bantering. Iruka and his thin skin. Asumo and Kurenai pretending they didn't like each other.

As the end of the month approached, he knew, judging from the state of his white-hot chakra, he'd be able to summon something that had not been see for three generations.


Given time, this year, with practice, you and I can change this. To reap the full potential given to both of us. Inside us.

If Father had lived and reached his full potential – would the Fourth – would Sensei – have died that night?


Kakashi pushed the thought away as he packed up his stuff. It didn't bear thinking on.

Looking out on the peaceful gardens now brought to a state of order, the grounds now neat, the house now habitable, Kakashi felt a sense of pride.


One day. One day – maybe – just maybe. This complex will be filled with voices again.

Shutting up the house, locking everything down, Kakashi left the complex, left the village and went in search of a lonely wilderness to practice in.