Disclaimer: I still have to put these in here? Honestly. I didn't own Naruto or Harry Potter last chapter, and surprisingly that hasn't changed.
A/N-Well, I tried for a 4 week update and got 6 weeks. For whatever reason this chapter took two weeks to edit instead of the usual one. Sorry!
Chapter Seven: First Day, First Kill
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"…Tie."
"Rock, paper scissors!"
"Oh, man…"
"What are you doing?" Asked Dean Thomas, buttoning his shirt.
"We're trying to decide who has to wake Kakashi up."
"Why do you need rock, paper, scissors to decide that?"
Because he's scary, and seems like the kind to punch people who wake him up. Thought Harry, who, being the loser, stepped over his trunk to where Kakashi's bed still had its curtains closed.
"Um, hey. It's time to get up." He rattled the curtains a bit. There was a pause, and then they snapped open.
"What?" grumbled Kakashi. Harry tried not to burst out laughing. Seemingly unnoticed by Kakashi was a little brown dog dozing on his head. The headband was missing, but the pug's small paw was stretched out over the elusive eye.
"Kakashi, there's a, um," Harry pointed at his head.
The white-haired boy said something in his language; the dog replied by yawning widely. Kakashi sighed and shut the curtains. Harry finished getting ready and was about to leave when the new student emerged fully dressed save his tie in one hand. The pug trotted behind him.
"We're allowed to have dogs? What's his name?" asked Seamus.
"I don't know. And Pakkun." Their two other dorm mates looked on in awe. Pakkun trotted off somewhere on their way to breakfast. Harry, Ron, and Kakashi arrived a bit late, and were joined by Hermione a few minutes later.
"How did you not get here before us? We even slept in," said Ron.
"I was talking to McGonagall about my schedule," she said dismissively, "Speaking of, have you gotten yours yet?" Right on cue their Head of House approached.
"Potter, Hatake, Weasely, here are your schedules. And Mr. Hatake, school dress code is in effect the moment you step out of your dorm- wear your tie."
Kakashi said nothing.
"You do know how to tie one, don't you?" When Kakashi didn't respond McGonagall flicked her wand and the tie snaked around his neck and tied itself, which made Kakashi wince and touch his throat.
"You really didn't know how to tie a tie?"
Muttering something in his language, Kakashi pulled out a book and read while he ate.
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Divination was the first class of the day and Kakashi, who had the same schedule as Harry, glared suspiciously at the trapdoor in the ceiling. He'd woken that morning with a clear head and had been looking forward to not feeling sick; so much for that. Already the smell of scented candles was making him nauseous. Another wave of fumes hit him as the trapdoor creaked open and a silvery ladder descended to the ground. Channeling chakra away from his nose with all his might, Kakashi climbed up.
Is this really a classroom? The blinds were drawn, trapping the smell and sticky warmth inside. Round tables with squishy pink chairs crowded every corner. Kakashi headed straight for the table closest to a window. As the others sat down he flicked back a blind, forced open the lock and cracked the window a few inches. He hung his head out and took a deep breath, stomach churning. What the hell was this teacher trying to do? Even for non-Inuzukas, this was over the top. It reminded him of when Obito had somehow hit him with a stink bomb. The stench in the room was so strong he could barely pick out what was in it- perfume, scented candles, tea, and wait- were those hallucinogens?
"Are you alright?" asked Harry. Kakashi closed the blinds regretfully- the light they let in was too conspicuous. At least the open window was some small relief.
"I have a really good nose. This room smells."
"You can say that again." said Ron. Just then the teacher entered.
"Welcome," she said in a misty voice, "How nice to see you in the material world at last." Skinny, huge glasses, glitzy clothes- Trelawney was exactly as Kakashi remembered her from when they met in Dumbledore's office.
"My name is Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before. I find that descending too often into the bustle of the main school clouds my Inner Eye."
Nobody said anything to this extraordinary pronouncement. Professor Trelawney delicately rearranged her shawl and continued, "So you have chosen to study Divination, the most difficult of the magical arts. I must warn you that if you do not have the Sight, there is very little I will be able to teach you… Books can take you only so far in this field…"
The Jonin ignored rest of what she said and focused on not throwing up. Maybe Dumbledore would let him drop this class. And it wasn't just the smell that made him want to leave; he'd just remembered what this class taught.
Fortune telling was not something Kakashi believed in. Jiraiya's Great Toad Elder had said Minato-sensei would be the "Savior of the World". If some renowned summons couldn't even tell if someone was going to die or not, why the hell would he believe tea dregs?
"You could at least pretend to try, even if it is pointless," said Hermione, snapping him out of his thoughts. The witch also seemed less than excited for the subject. Finishing his tea, Kakashi flipped to the page in the textbook and examined Hermione's teacup.
"It's a- apple? That is… finishing school." He was awful at reading as it was; being on the verge of fainting and the fact that the content was pointless wasn't making things any easier.
"Alright, yours looks like a blob. This is ridiculous. Why would tea know my future?" Scoffed Hermione. Unfortunately Trelawney passed by at that moment.
"One must never question the mystical arts, Ms. Granger… let me see Mr. Hatake's cup, if you would…" The bespectacled teacher peered intently into the cup, turning her head at odd angles.
"Let's see, yes, it's becoming clearer now. The candle- you will soon be enlightened of the thing troubling you."
Nothing's troubling me.
"Cat- a deceitful relative."
I don't have any relatives. I cut ties to the Inuzuka years ago.
"And- oh no, dear boy! You have… you have…" she dropped the cup and it shattered.
Suddenly she turned on Harry. "Quick dear, your cup too!" Trelawney snatched it out of his hands.
"Oh, heavens… dear boys… don't ask, it's kinder not to say…" The whole class was transfixed on them now, crowding around Harry's cup.
"You have… both of you… the Grimm! The omen of death!"
And I'm a shinobi. Tell me something I don't know.
The class gasped collectively. The idiots actually believed this stuff?
"I don't think it looks like a Grimm." Stated Hermione flatly.
Trelawney, eyes brimming with tears, pretended she hadn't spoken. "Dear, two Grimms in one class… I think it's best to leave it at that. Class dismissed."
Quietly the class packed their things. Kakashi ignored his shattered teacup and practically tore open the trapdoor to fresh air. The class followed, carrying the stink with them. Everyone except Hermione kept giving him and Harry fearful or pitying looks all the way to their next class. Kakashi, well used to this kind of treatment, brushed them off much better than Harry did.
Transfiguration was next and taught by McGonagall, who'd struck Kakashi as a no-nonsense kind of person. He wasn't disappointed; the witch quickly dispelled the tension in the air.
"I'll have you know, Potter, Hatake, that Sybill Trelawney has predicted the death of a student every year since she began teaching here. None of them have died yet. Death omens are her favorite way of greeting a new class, though she's never predicted two deaths." McGonagall huffed. "She's outdone herself this year. Now if you would please turn to page eight in your textbooks…"
The witch began the class by turning into a cat. Any Genin could do the same with a henge, but this didn't look like an illusion. It garnered a scattered applause from the class, who hadn't quite recovered from the Grimm. While a student was handing out scraps of cotton fabric to be transformed into wood, McGonagall went up to the shinobi.
"Mr. Hatake, as this is your first transfiguration, you will be starting with first year tasks. Ms. Granger, explain to him the basics." McGonagall took out her wand, tapped the desk, and a wooden match appeared. "Transfigure this into a pin by the end of the lesson."
Hermione gave him a rather detailed explanation of the fundamentals of transfiguration, few of which actually helped his main problem- the fact that he'd never used magic before in his life. After a bit of trial and error Kakashi discovered that he could draw on his magic while holding his wand. Every time he did the light at the tip glowed brightly, with a prickle of energy that felt very different than chakra. It was rather like discovering a seldom used muscle- weak, but it was there. After a while the shinobi had a rather consistent grasp on the new energy. Class ended before he had a chance to work on the match, but he resolved to practice later. Turning wood into weapons- that was useful.
At lunch Kakashi made the unfortunate discovery that the other students had gotten over their shyness. He'd hoped that the whole death omen thing would scare them off.
"Is your hair naturally like that?"
"Yes."
"Where are you from?"
"Japan."
"What school did you go to?"
"Mahoutokoro."
"What's it like there?"
"Warmer."
"Do you dye your hair?"
"Someone asked that already. No."
"What's wrong with your eye?"
"None of your business."
"You have a puppy?"
"Pakkun!"
The pug hopped onto the table. His hia-te and vest were gone; Kakashi's idea.
"Yo."
"And where have you been?"
"Exploring."
"Shouldn't you be patrolling with the others?"
"I'm reporting."
"And?"
Pakkun sniffed some ham sandwiches and very politely picked one up with his teeth. "That," he said with his mouth full, "is a weird. Ass. Forest. No suspicious people, but…"
"You saw the spiders too, huh?"
"Mr. Hatake, are you aware of this school's policy on pets?" drawled a voice behind him. Kakashi turned and raised an eyebrow. Snape again?
"No."
"Pets are not allowed outside of dormitories during school hours. This includes lunch break, Hatake. Get it back to your room or I'm giving you detention."
"What is he saying?" asked Pakkun, who was now holding the sandwich between his paws and gnawing on it.
"That you're a pet and not allowed to leave the dorm."
The pug bristled and growled "I am not a pet you smelly bastard! Go to hell!"
"I will not translate that," Kakashi said, "But Pakkun doesn't want to leave." ANBU and teacher locked eyes for a moment, and there was a battle of wills. Something flashed in his eye, and Snape promptly stalked off, emanating the best killing intent the shinobi had felt from a wizard.
"That was awesome! I like you, little dog!" said Ron, who reached out to pet him. Pakkun, looking bored, bit him on the hand.
"Ouch, you little mutt! Let go!"
"Pakkun, be nice. It's just a civilian."
"You know I hate being petted!"
After the stifling castle the walk outside to their next class, "Care of Magical Creatures", was wonderful.
"Oh no. We're with the Slytherins," moaned Ron.
Indeed a few kids Kakashi recognized from the Slytherin table were in the crowd at the edge of the forest.
"C'mon, c'mon! Get a move'n!" The largest man Kakashi had ever seen, wearing a fur coat that still smelled of the poor animal it had come from, stood on the steps of a worn-down stone hut. English had come pretty easily to Kakashi in the last few days, but he could barely understand what he was saying.
"Who is that?" asked Kakashi who, though he was pretty sure this was the half-giant from Dumbledore's files, wanted to be sure.
"Just the village idiot," interrupted a Slytherin, "And who are you again?"
"I'm Kakashi Hatake." He stuck his hand out as was the custom in this country. The boy shook it.
"Draco Malfoy. You're the transfer, right? Too bad, getting stuck in Gryffindor when you were so close to Slytherin."
"I didn't choose my house." Kakashi said wryly.
"Yeah, well, are you a pureblood?"
"Yes, my mother and father were from clans." Hermione was right; Slytherins did care about lineage.
"Clans?" asked Malfoy.
"Clans are… very old magical families."
"Really?" Now Malfoy looked interested, "Where were you from again?"
"Japan."
Malfoy smirked. "Well, Kakashi, I'll see you around then."
The blonde turned and left, two burly lackeys following.
"That was weird," remarked Ron. "Usually he sticks around and acts like a git for a while longer."
"You really shouldn't talk to him like that. Malfoy's hated me since first year," added Harry. Kakashi shrugged; he wasn't one to have strong opinions on people he just met. Or people in general.
"A'righ, ev'ryone got their books?" Hagrid's booming voice cut in. They were standing just inside the forest at the edge of an empty paddock. It smelled strangely like horses and eagles.
"How are we even supposed to open these?" Malfoy held his quivering book up; it was bound with a length of rope. Other students had shut their books with tape, belts, or binder clips. Kakashi's had a web of ninja wire.
"Yeh mean… hasn' anyone bin able ta open yer books?" asked the man, looking crestfallen. Hagrid spotted Kakashi, who happened to be nearby.
"W'ats yer name again?"
"Kakashi Hatake."
"Alrigh', Kerashi, gimme yer book."
That's not even close to my name. Kakashi unwound the ninja wire, causing the book to clap wildly. Using a trick he knew from training puppies, he channeled a bit of chakra into the book. It wasn't painful, just uncomfortable, and worked like magic on overexcited ninken. But this time his book let out a high-pitched, awful screech then abruptly went limp. The class was dead silent for a moment. Kakashi cringed under the attention.
"It… died," he said uncertainly.
Hagrid transitioned quickly ."Er… well then… Hermi'ne, lemme see yer book." He undid the tape, and when the book snapped at him he ran a finger down its spine. Instantly the book fell open.
"Ye'v got ter stroke them," Hagrid said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh, of course, you have to stroke them. Why didn't I guess it sooner?" mocked Malfoy.
"I… thought they were funny…" Hagrid trailed off.
"Tremendously funny! Giving us books that can rip our hands off!"
Just because Kakashi agreed with Malfoy didn't mean that wasn't rude. Hagrid went off to get the "Magical Creatures", and the moment he left Harry and Malfoy entered a verbal sparring match. At Hagrid's return, Kakashi realized why the paddock smelled of birds and horses. Sleek feathers, sharp talons, four legs and wings, Hagrid's creatures looked like a new kind of hybrid summons.
"Hippogriffs!" announced the huge man happily as he tethered them to the fence.
Ten minutes later found Kakashi facing off with a sandy colored beast. Just to his left Hermione and Ron were practicing on a speckled one while Harry watched. Kakashi was just glad his charge was on the ground again; he thought he would fail his mission for a moment there when the damn hippogriff flew off with him. His hippogriff snorted and clawed at the ground impatiently.
"Alright, alright." Kakashi was just bowing when something caught at his ear.
"This is easy. You're not so dangerous, you ugly brute! Hey- ah!"
The shinobi moved.
Seconds later, the dust settled. Malfoy was sprawled on the ground, unhurt. The hippogriff squawked and pushed its talons harder against Kakashi's raised forearm. With a grunt he threw the beast to the side. It staggered, then swung its sharp beak at him in a deadly arc.
Thump!
Hagrid wrestled the flustered animal back by the collar. "Oi! Kakashi! You alright? What happened?"
"I'm alright." He'd caught the beast on his armguard and had avoided most of the damage. Kakashi offered his hand to Malfoy, who took it.
"Are you hurt?"
The blonde boy shook his head. "Did you," his voice wavered a bit, "just punch a hippogriff? In the face?"
"No." Kakashi replied cheerily.
"I'm pretty sure I just saw you-" Harry began, but Kakashi interrupted.
"You saw wrong. The hippogriff was unbalanced and it fell over. Then Hagrid pulled it away. Isn't that right, Malfoy?" The shinobi fake smiled.
After a moment's pause the Slytherin got the message. "Yeah, that's what happened. Thanks, Kakashi."
"Hagrid-sa… Professor," said Kakashi as the giant hurried over, "We should end class. The students are scared."
The man nodded hurriedly.
As the class dispersed, Kakashi questioned Hermione casually.
"What is Malfoy's father? Where does he work?"
"Well, the Malfoy family is very wealthy. I doubt he has a proper job, but he is powerful. I heard he has connections high up in the Ministry."
"That and he's one of You-Know-Who's cronies."
"Ron!"
"What? That's what Bill said…"
I thought he seemed like the wealthy type. This isn't good.
Kakashi glanced back at the blonde boy, who was staring at his hand with wide eyes. He'd just noticed the blood that had dripped down Kakashi's sleeve and onto his hand when he had helped him up.
Damn. The son of an aristocrat is sure to tell his father about the 'dangerous new transfer student'.
ANBU Inu had a feeling that this little incident was going to come back and bite him later.
They weren't even halfway back to the castle when a faint howl echoed through the forest, dustant enough that only shinobi ears could catch it.
Already?
"Harry, I forgot something. Will you hold my books?"
"Uh, sure, but-"
"Thank you. Go back to the castle. Don't wait for me."
"Wait-"
Kakashi was already heading towards Hagrid's hut. The moment he was out of sight he jumped up into a tree. Using a bit of blood on his hand, he summoned Pakkun.
"You heard him too, right?"
"Yeah. Uhei picked up a trail. Find him."
"Hai!"
Pakkun took off to the northeast, Kakashi close behind.
"Is that blood?" asked Pakkun.
"It's not as bad as it smells. Just a graze, but I think it nicked an artery."
"How'd it happen? I thought this place was supposed to be safe?"
"Relatively."
Pakkun snorted.
"Don't tell me this is going to be another B turned S rank."
"Well, technically this is an S rank. But I hope not."
Just then Uhei darted onto the tree branch next to them, panting heavily. Blood trickled from a scratch on his red-and-white haunches as he growled, totally focused on his attacker.
"Yo, boss. I found him."
"Good job. Now go get that looked at."
Uhei wagged his tail once and poofed away.
"So the mutt was yours, eh?" drawled a new voice. A man with a Kiri hiate smirked at him from the side of a tree trunk. The kunai in his hand had the scent of Uhei's blood.
Kakashi shrugged off his Hogwarts cloak and let it flutter to the forest floor. Finally, something he was comfortable with.
"Don't call my ninken mutts."
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"So what do you think the deal is with Kakashi?"
Harry looked up from his Transfiguration homework.
"I mean, first there's his mysterious injury that he still hasn't mentioned to anybody. Then his talking dog, which I have never heard of before. Then he gets all chummy with Malfoy. Now he just disappears." Ron was right; Kakashi hadn't been at dinner or joined the other Gryffindors in the common room. Now it was getting late.
"Don't forget the Dementor, but I see what you mean. You saw what he did to that Hippogriff, didn't you?"
"Yeah. He definitely hit it. Why would he cover it up?"
"More importantly, how did he even do that in the first place? He held it off with one hand! Hippogriffs are huge, and he didn't even get hurt!"
"Of course he did," interjected Hermione. "His hand was all bloody, didn't you notice?"
"No." Replied Harry plainly. "How do you think he did it?"
Hermione sighed and turned a page in her book. "Either he's incredibly stupid, or... incredibly tough, and I don't know what's worse."
"So he was already hurt beforehand… and then today he got hurt again protecting Malfoy. What's the deal?" mused Harry.
"I still say he's a delinquent who got kicked out of his old school for fighting," said Ron.
Harry laughed. "I still think you're probably right."
"Be serious, you two!" Hermione cut in, "What if he really is mixed up in something dangerous? Transfer students to Hogwarts are extremely rare. What if he was sent here for his own protection?"
"Hey, it's alright 'Mione," comforted Ron. "Kakashi's tough. I'm sure he'll be fine. And besides, he's safe here. Dumbledore wouldn't let any dangerous people into Hogwarts."
"I hope you're right." Hermione sniffed. "I tried to look up Kakashi's great-uncle, you know. He wasn't in Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century, or Notable Magical Names of our Time… anywhere! Kakashi said he was well-known, but- I don't know. I just don't know."
Harry still couldn't shake his feeling of uneasiness for the rest of the night.
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"Stop messing with me, you little brat!"
Crash!
"Water Style: Water Bullets!"
"Earth Style: Mud Wall!"
Kakashi crouched behind his wall and felt the water jutsu pepper the other side.
"Ha! Gotcha!"
Sparks sprayed sideways. Kakashi's crossed kunai quivered against his attacker's heavy katana. It was time for a counter attack.
Kakashi whipped one of his kunai away. The Kiri-nin lurched off balance. He was too slow to avoid the knife that buried into his side. The two shinobi jumped away from each other, the larger holding his wound.
"Little bastard!" The Kiri-nin ripped the kunai from his body and hurled it at Kakashi, who caught it in midair. Defeating him from there wasn't difficult. Only seconds later kunai were imbedded in the man's shoulders. A kick sent him up against Kakashi's earth wall from earlier.
"Earth Style: Rock Binding!" Slabs of earth pulled from the wall and wound themselves around the Kiri-nin. He struggled, cursing, for a moment.
"Give it up. You've lost."
The man growled. A knife suddenly drew blood at his throat.
"How long have you been watching the school?"
"Go to hell." The Kiri-nin spat. The handle of Kakashi's kunai slammed onto his already injured shoulder.
"Answer me! Who ordered you to watch the school?"
The shinobi laughed and blood dribbled down his lip.
"You don't know? I'm disappointed. I thought you were a genius or some-"
For a split second fear shone in the man's eyes. Black markings snaked onto his face. The Kiri-nin screamed for a few seconds, then his head lolled forward. He was dead.
"What was that about?" came a voice from behind him.
"Pakkun? Have you been hiding this whole time?" The dog jumped up on him. "And how many times do I have to tell you to stay off my head?"
"You didn't seem to mind this morning."
"Only because you were hiding my eye from Harry. That is what you were doing, right?"
"Nope. My paw just slipped."
Kakashi rolled his eyes.
"But like I said- what happened to this guy? You didn't hurt him enough to kill him that quickly," Pakkun continued.
"No, I didn't kill him." Kakashi grabbed the hair and inspected the black markings on the skin. "I think it's a curse seal."
"A what?"
"It's kind of like what we ANBU have to destroy our bodies when we die. My guess is there's a seal on this guy to kill him if he ever starts giving information to the enemy. It probably destroyed his mind too."
"Someone really didn't want him leaking anything."
"The question is who did that. This "Voldemort" character? Other missing nin? I don't know." Kakashi released his jutsu and the body flopped onto the ground. His shoulder ached a bit, reminding him that it wasn't quite healed yet.
"Pakkun, get a body bag from my room. Try not to be seen."
"Hai."
Ten minutes later there was a polite knock at Dumbledore's window.
"Yes?" asked the old man when he opened it, as if there was anyone else it could be. Kakashi swung up and sat on the windowsill.
"Can you send things to Konohagakure?"
"Yes, do you want to send a letter?"
"Not quite." Kakashi hoisted up what he had been concealing on the other side of the window.
"That isn't…" The old wizard's face went white.
"My dogs found him in the forest. It's a shinobi, don't worry," he added at Dumbledore's expression. Did he think he murdered a student or something?
"You killed…?"
Kakashi shook his head. "I was going to. But something else killed him first. A seal. My village can study it better than I can. Do you have a paper and pen that I can use?"
"Yes… on my desk." Dumbledore sat down, suddenly looking exhausted. Kakashi flopped his body bag on the floor and took some parchment and a quill, which were tricky to use but worked well enough. He penned a quick note, sealed the envelope with a bit of Fuuinjutsu he learned from Kushina, and stuck it in a pocket on the body bag.
"Are you hurt?" asked Dumbledore tiredly.
"No. He was only Chunnin level. Easy."
"Then why are you covered in blood?"
Kakashi inspected his shirt, the whole front of which was stained red. "Oh. That isn't my blood. It's his."
Dumbledore sighed and waved his wand. The blood and grime on his clothes disappeared. "I'll have Fawkes take it to Sarutobi. And if you want dinner, just tickle the pear in the painting below the Great Hall."
"Thank you."
After a rather large dinner ninja and ninken were on their way back to the dorms.
"I've been wondering. That guy was barely Chunnin level. Why'd you drag on the fight for so long?"
"Well, I'm trying to lure in the rest of the missing-nin. If I had finished him off quickly, anyone who looked at the battlefield could've told that I'm ANBU-level. So I dragged it on to make it look like I was just barely able to beat him. The missing-nin won't pick a fight with me if they thought they couldn't win, so I made it look like I was high-Chunnin level at most."
"I get it. You're trying to be bait instead of a scarecrow."
"You suck at puns, Pakkun (1), but yeah, that's the idea. What bothers me is that seal. It might just be left over from when he was a real shinobi, but if it isn't…"
"There's a chance it's a group of missing-nin working together." Pakkun finished.
"Exactly. And whoever it is, they're serious."
Pakkun snorted. "This is going to be more fun than I thought it was."
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(1)- 'Kakashi' means 'Scarecrow'.
A/N- Again sorry about the lateness, but we are now officially done with the introduction chapters! Next chapter the actual non-cannon plot starts. Hooray! In case you're wondering, yes, the Boggart was supposed to happen in this chapter on the first day of school. For plot purposes I'm pushing it to next chapter (which should be out in three weeks, because I LOVE it and I always finish good chapters quicker).
Just so you know, I reply to every single review I get (that have PMs enabled.) Anonymous reviews are welcome too! I answer any questions you guys have, take suggestions and give hints about the future plot. And of course, criticisms are always wanted. Feel free to ask anything; the better the review the better the reply!
Note- A reviewer asked a question I want to answer here- No, Kakashi's headband covering his eye is not spelled. Just his mask is. So, people will notice and ask about his eye but not his mask.
Note on "Pure Blood"- Also, when I say that Kakashi's a pure blood, I don't mean that both his parents are from magical families. Even the magic on his father's side is diluted. He'd just the shinobi equivalent- he's clan. The Inuzuka and Hatake are clans just like the Uchiha or Hyuuga, only smaller and less powerful. So Kakashi's a "shinobi pureblood", unlike someone like, say, Sakura, who comes from a civilian family of no important bloodlines.
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