Kakashi stood outside the tea shop, back leaning against the wooden panel. With his face obscured by the Bingo Book, most people passing by would assume that he was reading the book.
Except he hadn't flipped a single page in the past ten minutes.
His focus wasn't on the words; instead, he subtly glanced over at their visitors every now and then. Back facing towards him, only the distinctive feature of the red cloud pattern of their cloaks stood out. Their straw hats had been tipped forward, casting a shadow on their faces so that Kakashi wasn't able to make out a single feature when they walked into the quaint shop.
He was eyeing the bandaged bundle strapped on the left man's back. Eyes flickering back and forth between the actual object and the picture in the Bingo Book, Kakashi concluded that it was a match.
Kisame Hoshigaki, huh? What was he after? What were they after? If the intelligence in the Bingo Book was accurate, then the man on the right was Itachi Uchiha. That would explain how two S classed ninjas sneaked into the village undetected.
When Kurenai and Asuma arrived, Kakashi tried to convey the situation by subtly lifting up his book so they could see the cover and lightly jerking his head in the direction of the tea shop. Asuma was the first to catch on.
"How have your students been? Disappointed that they didn't make it to chunin?"
Kakashi latched on to the opening that Asuma had given him. "I think Sakura has taken an interest in medical ninjutsu. I see her hanging around the hospital more often than not these days. And well Sasuke-" Here, Kakashi deliberately paused to see if Itachi gave any outward indication that he was listening in. He wasn't. "-has been working on his Sharingan lately. And you know, Naruto's been working with Jiraiya sama."
How interesting that the two enemies' interest piqued when Kakashi mentioned Naruto's name. Hmm...they must be after the Kyuubi then.
The three jonins carried on the conversation like they normally did. Kakashi turned the topic to Asuma and Kurenai's own genin teams and they happily reciprocated. They remained on high alert, until the two of them seemingly disappeared from the tea shop, leaving behind empty tea cups and a handful of ryos.
Kakashi nodded at Kurenai and Asuma. "Be careful. Kisame and Itachi."
The two of them filed the information away before they disappeared into a swirl of leaves. Kakashi stayed put, aware that Sasuke would show up at any minute for their training session to improve his Sharingan. To be honest, Kakashi didn't know why he even bothered; Sasuke utilized the Sharingan way more effectively than Kakashi ever could, but the kid insisted. Having nothing better to do with Naruto out of the village and Sakura taking up a shinobi art that he couldn't help her with, Kakashi agreed.
But as the time ticked by, an unsettling feeling washed over him. Two S class missing ninjas with flee on sight orders...Kurenai and Asuma would surely be no match for them. They needed Kakashi's strength to even stand a chance, since he was the only one in the village who could maybe counter Itachi's Sharingan.
Making up his mind, Kakashi left his position, trusting that Sasuke would figure it out.
Kakashi arrived at the scene just in time to save Kurenai from being nicked by Itachi's kunai and Asuma from being clobbered by Kisame's sword. Both jonins expressed their surprise that Kakashi had shown up, but there was no time for idle chatter. His Sharingan registered Itachi's finger move. Jumping backwards, he performed a water jutsu to shield himself while he slipped underwater. Moments later, he bursted out of the water, grabbing Kurenai by the waist thwarting her attempt at attacking Itachi. On the riverbank, Asuma and Kisame exchanged a few more blows before Kisame joined Itachi's side.
"Don't look into his eyes!" Kakashi warned, a hard edge in his voice. The last time he worked with Itachi, he was still a kid. At thirteen years old, his Sharingan had been extremely deadly. No doubt it was even deadlier now.
His mind raced through all the potential plans. No doubt Asuma and Kurenai would be at a disadvantage since they weren't adept at fighting without their eyes. Kakashi needed to be the one to engage Itachi; he was the only one who stood a chance, while the other two dealt with Kisame.
And then he looked up, feeling himself get sucked into a genjutsu and then a very familiar voice rang out.
"Nii san!"
Startled, Itachi broke his concentration from the genjutsu, returning Kakashi to the normal world. Kakashi watched in horror as Sasuke jumped down from the sidewalk, landing deftly on the water right besides him. And started taking steps towards Itachi.
Kakashi held him back. "What are you doing here, Sasuke? You need to leave, right now!" Sasuke acted like he didn't even hear him.
"Hi nii san," Sasuke greeted cheekily, in a way that a five year old kid would. "You finally came back! You promised to train with me, remember? Are you free right now?"
Kami, either Sasuke was horrible at reading the situation or he was trolling his older brother or he had gone insane or all of the above, but his stupidity(?) had stunned them all in silence. Even Kisame gave no indication that he was going to attack, probably too amused by the show. Itachi was utterly speechless.
"Oi, didn't know that you had a younger brother," Kisame commented lightly. "Isn't he supposed to hate you?"
Itachi's mouth opened and then closed. Sometime during the three minutes of long, uncomfortable silence, Itachi finally found his voice again. "You cannot beat me if you are still this weak, little brother."
"But I don't want to fight you. We're the last two living Uchihas." Sasuke paused, rubbing the bottom of his chin in thought. "Wait, three. There's three of us." Sasuke nodded as if to affirm his own statement. "If I kill you, then there would only be two of us and then we would really go extinct."
"You're delusional." Kakashi was impressed at how even Itachi's voice sounded. "We are the only two left."
A daring glint appeared in Sasuke's dark orb. "Is that so?" And then he proceeded to list off a list of names. "Sasori. Hidan. Deidara. Zetsu. Kakazu. Pein. Konan. You. Kisame. And who else?" Sasuke snapped his fingers. "Ah. Tobi. Or does he go by Madara right now?"
Itachi's facial features didn't even twitch while Sasuke spoke, but his complexion grew paler by the second as the blood drained out of his face. Kisame was no longer amused. He lifted the Samehada and pointed the tip right at Sasuke. His student didn't even flinch.
"Who are you?" Kisame demanded. "How do you know all of that?"
"I'm from the future."
"Not funny," Kisame growled out, slamming the Samehada in the water. The three jonins leapt out of the way, narrowly avoiding the splash of water. Sasuke hadn't been as lucky; he'd been right in the trajectory of the waves. When the droplets of water settled back down, Sasuke was wet from head to toe.
Despite that, he was still smirking. "Hit a nerve, didn't I? I know all of your secrets. Do you believe me or do you want to hear more?"
Kisame's first instinct was to attack Sasuke again and Kakashi shifted protectively in front of his student. All of that was unnecessary as Itachi held out an arm, signalling Kisame to back down.
"Whether or not you know of our secrets is of no importance to us. You are not our target."
"Of course I'm not. You've never even bothered to give me the time of day, which is why it is partly your fault that I turned into a brooding, revenge seeking asshole in the future who decides to destroy Konoha after I find out the truth behind the Uchiha massacre." Sasuke paused. "Didn't quite go according to plan?"
"What are you talking about?" It was the first time that Kakashi had seen any hint of emotion in his former subordinate's eyes in such a long time.
Sasuke never had the opportunity to answer Itachi's question. The air shifted around above Kakashi. Grabbing Sasuke by the arm, Kakashi yanked him out of the way just as a man materialized out of thin air.
Kakashi's eyes narrowed at the newcomer. Itachi's back up?
When the man lifted his head, Kakashi could make out a Sharingan in his visible eye. The third Uchiha that Sasuke had mentioned? Only when Kakashi glanced over at Itachi, shock was written all over his features.
Sasuke crossed his arms over his chest. "Took you long enough to find me."
The raven haired man snorted. "What the hell have you been doing in my body, Kakashi?"
Nothing he had said made any sense. Kakashi didn't even want to know how he knew his name, but none of that was even that alarming.
The scariest part? The unknown man hadn't been looking at him even though he addressed his name.
He was looking straight at Sasuke.
7 years in the future
It had been a long, exhausting day. In a span of four hours, the moon threat appeared, sending Kakashi in a fury of video calls with the other great nations, assigning missions, and mobilizing Konoha's force to stall for time. The threat had been resolved relatively quickly, but Kakashi couldn't help but feel that it had carried on for much longer than four hours.
It had been a nerve racking and fear inducing four hours.
By the time they received the news that the threat had been mitigated, the sky was already pitched dark. Kakashi sent everyone home for the day, while he headed back to the Hokage Tower.
Two guards were stationed on either side of the front entrance, completely lax. They scrambled to straighten their postures upon seeing him approach. The boy on the right flashed him a shaky smile, while the one on the left nodded in greeting before moving to open the door for him. After nodding his thanks, Kakashi breezed past the two guards. He heard an audible suck of air, probably from one of the boys who thought they were off the hook.
Kakashi stopped. "Guard duty may seem boring, but you should never let your guard down." Without even having to turn around and look, he knew guilt and embarrassment were written all over their face.
"Hai, Hokage sama. It won't happen again." Whoever had spoken couldn't hide the fear from his voice.
Kakashi had no intentions of coming across as a hardass, but the two young chunins would certainly take it that way. Despite being in an era of peace, Kakashi had the instincts of a hardened soldier drilled into him, so it was incredibly difficult to tolerate lax behavior. Having never experienced war, the two boys wouldn't be able to understand, so he didn't bother to explain. Instead, he took the label in stride and began traversing through the dark corridors to his office.
Along the way, Kakashi took the time to shut off the lights and close the doors to various rooms that had been abandoned during the emergency. Although the act delayed him for at least ten minutes, ten minutes that he could have been using to catch up on all the pressing matters sprawled across his desk, Kakashi felt responsible. After all, he had been the one to send everyone home once the emergency ended.
The door to his office had been left ajar, which was quite strange since Kakashi had been so sure that it was closed when he left because he went out the window. Immediately his guard went up, but promptly died back down when he noted the familiar chakra signature. Stepping forward, he pushed the door open, the loud creaking noise alerting his visitor of his presence.
Clad head to toe in a dark cloak, all Kakashi could make out in the darkness was his purple eye.
"I thought you would have already left," was Kakashi's way of greeting him.
"I got news."
An eyebrow raised. "Oh? Is this about what happened earlier? The threat has already been dealt with."
Sasuke pulled out a scroll from underneath his cloak, placing it on his desk. "I found this scroll in one of the dimensions that I passed through."
"What's inside?"
"I don't know. I don't recognize the seal pattern. I was hoping that you could take it to the cipher team and see if they can find anything of importance since they're more knowledgeable on the subject."
Kakashi nodded. "I'll bring it to them first thing in the morning."
Sasuke wasn't one for small talk; he was already making a move to leave when Kakashi interrupted him. "Are you sticking around or will I need to inform you of the results by letter?"
"There's something nearby that I want to look at. I'll be back in three days, so you can let me know then." With that, Sasuke disappeared; the only indication that he had even been there at all was a small breeze.
Moving the scroll to the corner of his desk to sit beside the large stack of paperwork that seemed to loom over his head, Kakashi picked up the nearest folder and returned to work. In favor of dealing with the moon threat, everything had piled up. Things that needed to be done before the sun rose otherwise he would have a mob of pushy administrative personnels show up, demanding their documents to be signed off. Kakashi lazily thumbed through the papers, giving each a cursory look over.
Why did every single department claim that their paperwork was urgent when Kakashi felt like they were far from it? Kakashi shrugged; it wasn't like he would ever know since he never dabbled in the administrative side of things until he became Hokage.
Maybe showing up three hours late today hadn't been his brightest idea. A quick glance at the clock told him that it was nearing ten. At the rate he was going, Kakashi would be lucky if he made it out of there before two.
When the clock struck midnight, Kakashi let out a large yawn, blinking three times in quick succession to rid the blurriness in his eyes. The trick lasted him five minutes before his eyes became droopy again. With his left hand supporting his head, Kakashi made his way through a few more papers before he drifted off to sleep.
Only to jerk awake when his forehead collided with the surface of his desk. Kakashi leaned against the back of his seat, rubbing the bruised area of his forehead. The impact chased away the sleepiness and with a conscious mind, Kakashi finally noticed that he had messed up.
His signature wasn't even on the line. If he was lucky, his name had been scrawled on the line before the end fell off. Others he had signed directly on the line. The worst one was when he missed the line altogether and signed on the white space quite a ways from the line.
His assistant would have his head tomorrow if he left it like that.
Kakashi pulled out the top drawer, rummaging through the contents for his bottle of white ink. Covering his mistake with white ink would undoubtedly leave a bumpy mark on the paper, but without the original file to make another copy, it was the best solution he had.
Except after searching through all the drawers in his desk, Kakashi couldn't find a trace of the white ink. He could have sworn that he brought it to the Hokage office since he no longer had a need for it at home, but he hadn't ever needed to use it since he became Hokage. Essentially, the bottle had been sitting around here somewhere for two years and now he couldn't figure out where.
His eyes landed on the blue scroll sitting on his desk, recognizing it to be one of his commonly used storage scrolls. Kakashi couldn't quite remember what he pulled it out for, but chances were that it was there. After all, he liked to shove a bunch of useless things in there until he needed it.
Kakashi quickly unravelled the scroll. If he had been a little less drowsy, spared the scroll more than a little glance, then he would have noticed that the seal was much larger than an average storage seal. But his brain was completely fried from the moon debacle, from having to form ten different back-up plans in less than an hour, come up with ten thousand reasons to convince the Raikage to not blow up the moon, and think of appropriate and reassuring responses each time one of his aides delivered bad news.
The palm of his hand slammed down on the scroll, pushing chakra through it. The seal lit up, but instead of a pile of junk appearing on his desk, the light grew brighter and brighter. It was only then did Kakashi realize that this wasn't his storage scroll; it was the scroll that Sasuke had given to him earlier.
He scrambled to cancel the release, but it was too late. The light flashed brightly, engulfing him completely. The light dimmed, basking the office in darkness once more.
And he was gone.
Without bothering to wait for Kakashi's answer - not that he planned to give one - Sasuke whirled around, brandishing his sword. Lightning crackled along the length of the sword. Pointing the tip of the sword towards Itachi, Sasuke certainly made a menacing sight especially with his mismatched red and purple eyes.
Somewhere to the left, Kakashi noted that Asuma and Kurenai had shifted, prepared to fight Sasuke. His older self intercepted, forcing them to stand down. Based on the fact that his younger self recognized Sasuke to not be a threat, Kakashi figured that he already put together the pieces.
Well that would make things easier when he inevitably demanded an explanation.
Kisame chortled. "What is this? An Uchiha reunion?"
Sasuke completely ignored Kisame's comment. His eyes were still fixated on Itachi, choosing to address him instead. "If you don't want any trouble, I suggest you leave and forget this ever happened."
It'd been seven years since Sasuke was placed on his team and to this day, Kakashi still couldn't figure out what he was thinking. When Sasuke was twelve, his fury and revenge seeking tendencies had been written all over his face, but since the end of the war, Sasuke had mellowed out. No expression was his default expression.
And if it hadn't been for Sasuke's drunken confession about how much he missed his brother, then Kakashi would have never known that this was considered an emotional reunion, by Sasuke's standards. During his confession, Sasuke lamented about how much he regretted killing Itachi, how he if had given another chance to do over, he would have tried to save Itachi from condemnation.
So why was Sasuke telling Itachi to leave? This was his chance to change everything.
Itachi always had a sharp mind; he must have figured out what was going on or had a good idea of the severity of the situation. Exchanging a meaningful glance with Kisame, the pair made a move to leave. And would have left if it wasn't for Kakashi's intervention.
"Itachi, we all know the truth behind the Uchiha massacre! You don't have to-" Sasuke moved at lightning speed, appearing behind him to clamp a hand over Kakashi's mouth. Kakashi squirmed in his hold, cursing the fact that he was stuck in Sasuke's weak twelve year old body.
"Shut up," Sasuke hissed in his ear. Sensing that Sasuke wasn't going to let go anytime soon, Kakashi emitted a small fire jutsu from his mouth. The intensity of the heat forced Sasuke to let go. Maybe the tactic was a little underhanded, but so was manhandling him. This may have been his body, but while Kakashi was in control, he was not about to let it happen.
It had been too late anyways. Although Kakashi's words made Itachi halt for a few seconds, his former subordinate didn't stick around to hear what he had to say. Kisame and Itachi were gone, having disappeared in a swirl of leaves.
"What the hell are you doing?" Anger laced his words. Typically, everyone steered clear of Sasuke when he was angry, but Kakashi was one of three people who didn't give a fuck what mood he was in. He'd dealt with batshit crazy, revenge seeking, power crazed, murderous version of Sasuke; angry Sasuke was relatively tame in comparison.
"Don't you want to change the outcome? You know once I leave your body, this Sasuke is going to go back to the revenge seeking psycho that he is and the fight with Itachi will happen all over again. We could have prevented that."
The hilt of Sasuke's sword jabbed into Kakashi's chest, forcing him to take a step back for every jab. "You of all people should know how dangerous it is to mess with the flow of time."
"But if it's for the better?" Kakashi edged on.
"You can't guarantee that it'll be better, so it's safer to not mess with anything."
"How is it not better? You get to spend time with Itachi, you don't end up consumed with hatred, Team 7 won't break up and-"
"And I'll be weak," Sasuke finished. "Danzo will still be alive. I won't be able to handle some of the threats. Maybe we'll all end up dying during the war. Is that your definition of better? If I don't want to change my own life, then what right do you, as an outsider, have to dictate my life?"
"You're right, I'm selfish," Kakashi admitted, all of his energy sapped from all the years he spent arguing with Sasuke. They never saw eye to eye on many things and this would just end up tacked onto the end of the long list of things they couldn't agree on. They would move on and forget because neither was the type to hold grudges over trivial things, but Kakashi felt the innate urge to get the last word in. "Since the moment that you've been placed on my team, I knew that we were quite similar. I suffered. You suffered. I wallowed in guilt. You embarked on a never ending journey to atone for your sins. We both have too many regrets to count.
"Have you ever thought that maybe I just didn't want to see you have to go through all of that again? That I felt useless the first time around that I wanted to make it up to you the second time? Maybe my actions won't mean anything to you because this Sasuke I'm trying to help isn't you, but you're right. I am selfish. Doing this helps me ease some of my regrets so I can sleep better at night."
In their dynamic as student and teacher, candid conversations were never part of it. The only semblance of such conversation was when Kakashi tied him to a tree and tried to beat it into his head that revenge wasn't the answer. Of course that failed spectacularly.
Kakashi had always been terrible at expressing his true sentiments. The greatest lesson that he wished Sasuke took away from his teaching was the importance of teamwork, but it turned into learning Chidori, which he later used to try to kill said teammates. At the time when Sasuke seemed to be so far gone, Kakashi still held onto the hope that Sasuke wasn't beyond saving, but he still gathered the resolve to end him. When Kakashi sent him off on the journey to atone for his sins, he wanted to assure him that it wasn't entirely his fault and to not beat himself up too much over his past actions, but the words that came out of his mouth instead were to not cause anymore trouble.
This time, he finally got the words out. The delivery was less than desirable, but from the way Sasuke's eyes softened just a tiny bit, Kakashi knew he had gotten the message.
"Let's talk somewhere more private." In the span of thirty seconds, Sasuke used his Sharingan on Kurenai and Asuma, knocking both jonins in a daze. His action was met with indignant cries from his younger self, but Sasuke didn't bother to give him an explanation. Instead, he flash stepped across the river, grabbing both versions of Kakashi and whisked them away.
They landed on top of the Hokage monument. Sasuke released his arm, sending Kakashi stumbling a few steps forward before he could regain his footing. Much to his dismay, twenty-six year old Kakashi landed quite gracefully on his feet. How was it that he had been one-upped by his younger self?
Right, he was stuck in Sasuke's twelve year old body which was as graceful as a mule. And people praised this kid for being good for his age?
Young Kakashi turned onto Sasuke immediately, demanding an explanation. "What did you do to Kurenai and Asuma?"
"I erased their memories. The less people that know about this incident the better. I'm sure you know why."
"So…" Young Kakashi dragged out the word. He pointed a finger at Sasuke. "You're Sasuke from the future." The words came slow and deliberate, in a manner that suggested he was currently sorting out the jumbled thoughts in his head. He then turned to point at Kakashi - or rather, Sasuke's twelve year old body. "And you're not Sasuke. You're just someone who is possessing Sasuke's body."
"I'm you from the future," Kakashi informed his younger self, even though he knew that he already figured it out. He just wasn't willing to say it out loud because that would seal the deal that either he had gone completely insane or he was willing to believe such an absurd situation could even occur. "Seven years to be exact. I'm thirty-three."
He tacked on the last part out of pettiness. Even though this was himself, he needed to emphasize the fact that he was hardly a kid. He may look like one, he was as tall as one, and he had the status of one, but he was the oldest out of all of them. Imagine being a Hokage and still be patronized like he was a genin. From himself too.
Young Kakashi muttered a string of curses under his breath. "Well, that explains a lot of things."
"Explains what?"
Young Kakashi glared at him, his hand waving in the general direction of his face. "Like why you covered up your left eye and stupidly forgot to turn on your Sharingan during the battle. Or why I caught you wearing a mask in your apartment."
He did? Kakashi didn't have the time to ponder on when Young Kakashi could have possibly seen him - it wasn't his fault that his face felt strangely bare without the mask - as Young Kakashi continued to plow ahead.
"Your entire spiel about teamwork. I didn't picture Sasuke as the type to care." Here, Young Kakashi paused, sparing Sasuke a glance. "No offense to you, uh Sasuke."
Sasuke didn't seem to care, but Kakashi felt compelled to speak up for him. "In the beginning he didn't care, but after being lost on the road of life, he eventually came around. Now Naruto is practically his best friend." Kakashi pointedly ignored the piercing glare that drilled into the side of his head.
"Oh? Well, that's good to know," Young Kakashi responded hesitantly, not quite knowing what to say. "The worst part was when I found you reading Icha Icha. I seriously thought Fugaku would come back from the dead to kill me for influencing you."
Oh so there was someone following him at the bookstore that day. He'd probably written off the signature because it had been his chakra signature. When an image of Sasuke reading Icha Icha flashed through his mind, Kakashi placed a hand over his mouth to stifle the laughter that threatened to spill over.
If Sasuke hadn't been shooting murderous glares in his direction, Kakashi most certainly would have certainly bursted out laughing. Combined with the mental image of Sasuke reading Icha Icha, the mixture of disgust and horror that was currently present on adult Sasuke's features made the image seem even more precious to Kakashi than it normally would have. It was the kind of thing that happened once in a lifetime and he was quite honored to be the one to witness it.
It would have been even better if Kakashi was able to witness Sasuke actually reading the book; this was the part where he envied Young Kakashi. Another thought appeared. Would Young Kakashi's memories carry over to him when he returned to his own time? In that case, then he'll actually have the memory…
His musings were interrupted by a very not amused Sasuke.
"What the hell have you been doing with my body?" Sasuke's left eyebrow twitched uncontrollably, a sight that Kakashi hadn't seen since Sasuke was a kid.
"Maa, don't say it like that. You make me sound like Orochimaru. For the record, I didn't willingly take over your body. And to answer your question, I did what you would have done. Go on missions, train, eat. Stuff like that."
Okay, maybe not exactly, but Sasuke couldn't blame him. It was hard to play the role of an edgy pre-teen that hated the entire world. He had long put those days behind him and Kakashi was not about to revisit that experience, even if it was for the sake of preserving a sense of normality. Not that he had been interested in keeping the timeline intact. If he did, then this was the point in time where Sasuke would get annihilated by his brother and start his quest for power.
Speaking of, Kakashi watched as his last comment captured Sasuke's attention, causing his eyes to narrow in on the base of his neck. His neck, that was completely free of the snake-induced-cursed-seal. Sasuke better be thankful.
"Did you not run into Orochimaru?"
"Oh no, I did. Don't worry, I took care of him." By taking care of him, Kakashi meant he got some form of satisfaction and vengeance on his student's behalf by slicing off his head and burning it to a crisp, despite knowing that Orochimaru had the ability to regenerate. Kakashi liked to think that the real reason why he didn't end him was because he knew Orochimaru eventually found a soul, but in reality, Sasuke's abysmal chakra levels wouldn't have gotten the job done anyways.
Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes shut like he was in pain. Probably from knowing that Kakashi had already messed up the timeline even without the Itachi debacle, but Kakashi was hardly sorry. At least he prevented Sasuke from receiving the cursed seal, one of the main sources that drove him to seek out Orochimaru.
This was where they would disagree on whether or not the change was a good thing, but whatever.
"Start from the beginning," Sasuke grounded out, annoyance present in his voice. "Tell me everything that you've done."
Well Sasuke asked for it...
A/N: Hi again!
Hope the change in POV wasn't too confusing, doing my best to make sure you know which Kakashi is narrating. Original plan was to have the story end at meeting Itachi, but you know me, I got carried away with a semi-plotline so I guess you get another 4 chapters lol. As you know, next few will be a recount of Kakashi-as-Sasuke POV, but I do add new scenes and don't try to regurgitate the scenes in the previous chapters. That's boring to read and boring to write.
Guest: other Sasuke isn't gone! It'll be explained towards the end. :)
Thank you for reading and until next time!
-MM
