A/N Sorry, guys. It has been a while. I've been caught up in so many personal things but I still keep getting notifications on people interested on me continuing this story...and I will.. I recently rewatched all Naruto eps and I got my feels back. So here we are. Hopefully I can keep this going.

Who wants the bright side of this conflict?

Present.

"Tsunade-sama."

"Minato."

Kakashi watched the interaction between the Yondaime and the Godaime once they all arrived in the Hokage office where the Godaime waited along with Kakashi's loyal advisers as the current Hokage.

It didn't escape Kakashi the relief that crossed his sensei, Minato's face. He understood just how much of a relief it must be for his sensei to see someone familiar at last after what happened to them recently.

Beside him though, stood Naruto still uncertain whether to follow inside or not. He wanted to hold on the young man's hand, assure him it will be alright and like all the years between them, he would stay beside him.

Yet, he noticed the uncertainty in Naruto's face completely replaced with determination. Kakashi can't help but to lightly snort in his mind. That's my boy. He cheered mentally as he placed a hand on Naruto's shoulder instead and ushered them inside to join the rest.

Just seeing Naruto's determination like that gives him courage. Naruto's effect on people goes beyond expectations. Kakashi knows this well.

Naruto gave a timid smile towards Kakashi, feeling just how much this made him a lot better and at the same time making himself even more convinced that he had become way too dependent on Kakashi. He doesn't know how else to do this now though if Kakashi is not around.

"Tsunade sama," Minato started.

"Yes, Minato?"

"Is Kushina out in a mission?"

Naruto was not able to hold himself from looking away, fists curling on his side, a look of pain so visible on his face. The eyes his father gave him hurts even more. They were piercing through him slowly but deeply. It was not purely because of the question alone, it was more to the fact that this father before him does not hold any memory of him.

The father who died for him, the father who became one of his two suns isn't the person in front of him.

It was just way too hard for him. The sacrifice, the encouragement his father left him made him strong and live the life he has now. Without any memory of that, it seems all meaningless.

Naruto doesn't know how to put himself around this guy who would become his father in his own time.

Indeed, maybe he just couldn't do it right now.

Tsunade's eyes held Minato's light blue eyes. The question thrown at her shook all her being. Although she had expected this and had tried to prepare herself, there is just no harder thing than revealing the truth that someone's wife is dead. She's disgusted of herself. For her age, she still is so much of an incompetence. She's meant to be the wisest one, considering her position as well as anything else.

"Tsunade-sama." Minato repeated, "Is Kushina out in a mission?"

Tsunade bit her lips, the air in her lungs now beginning to block all airways and she felt dizzy. Yet, with her eyes diverted from Minato and belatedly landing on Naruto's soulless one, she felt even more miserable. Naruto is in even more pain now than she should be, she should carry the situation and make this less awkward and painful. Even for Naruto's sake.

With this resolve, she return her gaze to the Fourth Hokage, and finally said. "Between here and where you were from, Minato-san, we could just assume it's almost three decades have passed. Probably around twenty –five years."

There's a shock that crossed that young face of the fourth hokage before it was replaced by a calm character, fitting for a man he was well-known for. Calm while being analytical. "Is Kushina… not around anymore?" Was the Fourth's calmest approach as he thought his question had made it all difficult for the older sannin.

"Minato…" Tsunade held her breath but her words were stuck on her mouth as she noticed Naruto was no longer where he stood. This did not shock her although this made her upset. Upset with the situation above anything else.

Minato looked back and noticed the young boy Uzumaki had vanished behind this era's Kakashi. He watched the space for a several second before looking back at Tsunade, "I'm sorry if my appearance had shook everybody— especially you, Kakashi." He glanced at Kakashi apologetically and added, "And that Uzumaki boy."

Tsunade smiled limitedly, and bitterly. "He's your boy… your son."

Minato nodded, "I was told…and I don't know what to say."

"It's expected." Tsunade nods. "Where do I start… should I start with the time Kushina gave birth or should I start with Obito?"

Minato couldn't make sense to both what Tsunade had asked, or if it was even a question in the first place. He could tell though, however the story starts, it's not going to be pretty.

But one thing for certain, he's very delighted to see the young man who turned out to be his son. He'd like to know him more, thus, this event could be a blessing.

Kakashi's hands dipped further deeper in his trouser's pockets as the wind massaged his face. Looking up the Hokage Mountain, he sighs. This has become even more complicated.

"I can't believe I became a Hokage."

"You were meant to be." Kakashi replied.

Minato calmly watched the faces etched along the face of the mountain, from the First Hokage Hashirama, Second Tobirama, Third Hiruzen and him, Minato and Tsunade as the Fifth and down to his very own student, Kakashi. So many years have passed and he has never felt stranger than he does now.

Hearing everything from both Tsunade and Kakashi felt like he had become an empty shell. The turns of events between his own era and this era is beyond he has ever dreamt of.

Him losing his two students in the midst of the Third Shinobi war, becoming a Hokage, becoming a father to the boy named Naruto (he could just see himself choosing this name to be honest), and dying the same night after a mask man freed the Kyuubi and had it attack Konoha.

He was also briefly told about the life of his son after his and Kushina's death and down to his involvement with the 4th Shinobi War. All the tale had made him despiteful for it was all too unstoppable but at the same time, it felt like everything ended for the better.

Naruto as he is now had made him a proud father. If only he had the littlest memory of fathering the boy. Yet, from the era he's from, Naruto was not even part of the picture yet. It's so foreign to him and it made the whole thing so unreal. It's like a genjutsu.

"Thank you for looking after my boy, Kakashi."

Kakashi's breath stuck on his chest, his fingers uneasy on his pockets. "I wasn't completely around when he was young, sensei. I've always regretted this."

"Caught up as an ANBU, I supposed?" Minato inquired.

Kakashi nodded, looking away. "But the Third makes sure at least one or two ANBU stays with the boy."

"Something tells me that wasn't the whole story?" Minato asked again, his eyes trying to penetrate the achingly familiar masked face. What Kakashi is hiding is always been deep and heavy but he knows how to handle that. "Can I safely guess you've taken good care of him in his early years?

Kakashi's shoulder stiffened, "I didn't have the capabilities of minding an infant then, sensei. I was young but the Third allowed me to sometimes stay with the child. I didn't entirely raise him if that's what you've been meaning to know."

Minato's soft smile lingered unnecessarily long in his face. "I could see how that must be awkward. So, when did you leave the boy's side?"

"I joined ANBU full-time again when Naruto turned five."

"…and you became Naruto's sensei several years afterwards." Minato concluded.

"The Third is cunning that way." Kakashi sighs.

Minato eyed Kakashi again intently now, trying to even more decipher the meaning in all of Kakashi's reply. Kakashi is shrewd and it served him greatly in all his years. Yet, once one unmask the shrewdness off him, he's as bare and sensitive just like anybody in the village.

And the young Naruto seemed to know all the tricks to bare Kakashi off the walls he had built around himself. The interaction Kakashi and Naruto displayed limitedly in front of Minato is already enough for him to conclude this.

Kakashi cares dearly for the boy.

"I'm looking forward to spend some time with Naruto." Minato proposes, smiling brightly at Kakashi. Yet, the turmoil of finding out the story between this era and his era is so heavy that the smile really didn't reach his eyes.

Kakashi spied this and understood the emotions quite well. It's not easy to take in the fact that one's life had already ended even before actually living it. He sighs and nodded to his sensei, "I'm sure he feels the same, sensei."

Minato laughed again, "Aren't we the same age now, Kakashi? Isn't that weird?"

This made Kakashi watched the face of the blonde Hokage and he took note of the same face that was carved neatly in his memory of the days he's under the sensei's team. It still doesn't completely sink in how this is all real. That this sensei had travelled time and to how and what purpose nobody really knows.

"Yes, roughly the same age, sensei."

"You've grown into such a fine man, Kakashi. Or should I call you Rokudaime-sama?"

Kakashi laughed along. "I'd prefer if you don't, sensei."

Silence took over between the two as the wind calmly made its presence at the balcony of the Hokage office. It was not an awkward silence, in fact, it was needed. There are just a lot of things that needed to be taken in and it's too complicated to process all in the same time.

The long silence was interrupted by an ANBU reporting to Kakashi with a trivial output of a mission given. Kakashi gave an utmost respond and the ANBU vanished in a smoke of chakra.

All the while Minato proudly watched, admiring the growth of the once lost and passive Kakashi who only knows how to abide the rules subjectively. Now, Kakashi had not only learned how to care for people around him but also the whole village and the villages around.

The beauty of change is indeed magical.

"So, what do you reckon we do with Rin and Obito and…young Kakashi?" Kakashi belatedly asked. It's so weird to ask this question. Heck, he's asking about how his younger self can handle this.

"…now you tell me." Minato suggested.

"They're too young for the truth, Minato sensei."

"And how about Kakashi?"

Kakashi hummed, digging on his pockets unsurely again. "My younger self… he won't take this matter lightly. He probably will spend his time figuring out how to get the hell out of this… he would refuse to believe any of this happening."

Minato laughs lightly, "Sounds like him alright."

"He looks at me with spite, sensei." Kakashi laughed along, "I'm sure he's thinking how a softie I have become to succumb becoming a Hokage… that or Obito tricked me into becoming a Hokage."

Minato laughed harder now, "There's only you yourself who can truly figure what Kakashi is thinking."

Kakashi laughs softly in response. Yet, his eyes held Minato's in weights of seriousness of the matter. He's the village current Hokage after all. "But Minato sensei…" Kakashi paused and he sighed, resuming, "As much as you have any rights to this village as we do. You coming to this era with the former team seven calls for immediate security precautions –we cannot safely let you wandering around. Although both Naruto and the Nine Tails claimed your chakra signature is genuine and that we let you in some sensitive and personal information, it was all necessary. Yet, I would have you and team seven be under surveillance."

Minato offered a smile, and tapped Kakashi's already tensed shoulder, "I would have done the same. It's all too weird seeing us here that even I, myself, question our purpose of coming here. You're doing the right thing. Truly, you deserved the Hokage seat."

"Sorry, sensei."

"It's all for the village."

Kakashi nodded.

"Are they asleep?" Kakashi asked the moment him and Minato transported back to the Fourth's house wherein a few ANBU watched over the slumbering kids, Kakashi's younger self, Obito and Rin.

It was more than nostalgic to see them peacefully close together like this. It would have been the perfect picture of Kakashi's infinite Tsukuyomi if ever he was caught on it during the Fourth Shinobi War. Which made him slightly wonder if all of these are just some developing fragments of the Infinite Tsukuyomi taking full effect without them all knowing.

Kakashi watched Minato tucking in Obito's leg back to bed as it was sprayed halfway to the floor while the other taking half of the space of the bed –also leaving young Kakashi taking only a quarter of space so tiny even for his young body.

Usually his younger self wouldn't put up with this and would just coldly push Obito out of the bed but the strain of exhaustion on his face so obvious that he could somehow relate. His younger self and the rest of Team Seven suffered a lot outside the village fending for themselves against the world they don't understand.

Rin in the other hand is calmly tucked on the makeshift bed Yamato must have made with his Wood Element technique, a soft futon was added as well. He reckons that Rin refuses to leave the younger two.

"Kakashi should have a rest too." Minato looked back to Kakashi, smiling slightly.

"You too, sensei." Kakashi nodded. "I'll have you called out first thing tomorrow to discuss further in how we should deal with this situation –any way we could send you back to the era…" Kakashi trailed off as memories of what are yet to happen at that era cruises in his mind. Like his nightmares rushing through and breaking him apart all the same time. "I'm sure our Intelligence Unit can crack on things or two." Kakashi offered a reassuring smile.

Minato nodded. "I'm sure they will. Goodnight, Kakashi."

"Goodnight, sensei."

Kakashi's clone vanished in a smoke of chakra and Minato sat on the bed, sighing to himself wondering what he truly feels now. He does not belong here.

In this era, he's irrelevant.

Kakashi held on the door knob as soon as he undid his clone, leaving his sensei in his house. He twists on the door and carefully walked in. He was not surprised to see his bed occupied. Heck, he could feel Naruto's chakra masking the whole place.

He walked towards the bed, heavy soundless steps. The closer he gets to the boy, the more it become so difficult to act composed. Towards Naruto who managed to get through to him in so many ways, he could bare himself without any restriction.

He's apologetic to Naruto, having to deal with all his shortcomings, probably the only living person to see this side of him. Yet, he knew Naruto is hurting right now. And he swore in all his existence he would protect the boy. That is all he can do with his current self to this boy who he loves more than anything else in the world.

He should not fail him, not to show his weakness because as much as he needs a leaning shoulder now, Naruto needs his strength more –not just as his former sensei or a senior but his sworn lover too.

"Kakashi…?" Naruto woke up, staring at Kakashi standing at the foot of the bed. Blurry eyes hindered him for a second before he could gather his senses and smiled. "Are you back? Come here…" He gently patted the space beside him.

Kakashi's eyes chest lightened up, truly Naruto has that effect to wash all of Kakashi's worries, drawing darkness away from his path. Naruto is a hero he doesn't deserved but needed. "One moment." He replied.

Kakashi took off his Hokage Hat and combat suit. He stripped off his heavy outer clothes and fished out a comfortable sleeping suits from his dresser. He didn't hesitate joining the jinchuriki on the bed who patiently waited for him.

Kakashi looked forward all day to embrace the blond because nothing comes close to how amazing it felt to have the boy on his arms. He sighs the moment Naruto's well developed body fits all so right on his arms, "…you're so warm, Naruto." He whispered, giving a peck on the boy's exposed shoulder.

Naruto smiled and replied a peck on the arm the embraced him. He still couldn't turn and look at Kakashi though because in his mind, there are thousands of things that keeps on replaying like a loop of endless memories of not only his own but of all the people who shared their thoughts with him.

His parent's thoughts, Kakashi's thoughts, Jiraiya's thoughts and even Obito's thoughts. These thoughts replayed in his mind million times that it's becoming unbearable. What they learned today affected him greatly. He could not explain it, he could not outrun it either. It's all happening and he doesn't know how to handle it.

"Naruto…"

"Sorry, sensei…" Naruto interrupted. "I thought I was tough enough to handle the appearance of my dad…"

"Don't be sorry, Naruto."

"I'm sorry for leaving you behind like that." Naruto whispered, "I know this occurrence affected you just heavily as it did to me. I was selfish for running away. I'm no better than Tobi."

"Hey…hey…" Kakashi gathered Naruto on his arms and with simple twist, he managed to get Naruto turned to face him. The look of pain in the young one's face almost made Kakashi curse. It's way too painful to look at Naruto this way. "Nobody said it's gonna be easy. All of us was shaken by Minato sensei and the team's appearance. It's natural. But look at it this way, it's a heaven-sent chance to meet your father and he looks forward in meeting you as well."

Naruto's eyes blurred with his tears beginning to form but he could see Kakashi's limited smile. He replayed what Kakashi just said and he couldn't help but mirror that smile of the Hokage. He laughs lightly then after, "Kakashi sensei… don't act all tough on me, as well."

Kakashi laughed in replied, "Ma, there's no point of wallowing over it."

"Tomorrow," Naruto's pain stricken face was replaced by his infamous goofy bright features. "Tomorrow, I won't let you face them alone. I promise whatever happens, I won't let you—"

Kakashi interrupted Naruto's speech with a well-deserved kiss he had not taken for what felt like a century. He tasted the soft plumps with familiarity and precision. He ended the kiss with another soft peck and smiled, "And you don't act all too tough on me too, you brat."

Naruto bit on his lower lip, flustered like never before. He momentarily forgot how Kakashi could make him feel that way, that Kakashi's kisses could make his knees weak and butterflies on his stomach appears out of nowhere and that Kakashi is the hottest man to ever walk this Earth.

"Don't look at me like that." Kakashi could see what's dancing in his beautiful blond's head right now and it fears him at the same time that it really excites him.

Naruto's brows furrowed, "What do you mean, sensei?"

"That look…" Kakashi poked on Naruto's forehead lightly. A grin on his face. "You thinking perverted stuffs."

Naruto blinked, "No, I don't. I'm thinking how the young Kakashi today is so adorable and that I couldn't wait to meet him again tomorrow."

Kakashi's brow raised, a tinge of blush on his cheeks but was completely warded off. He then pouted as he realized he got excited for nothing. "Stay away from the young Kakashi." He warned.

Naruto eyed Kakashi confusedly, "Why? I'm curious how the young Kakashi acts like."

"No, you don't. He's a brat and I'm sure you'd hate him."

"There's no way." Naruto looked at Kakashi as if the latter is talking completely absurd.

"Trust me when I tell you. You know yourself how you and Obito are similar in some ways when he was younger. He hates my younger self with passion."

"Ah…how could I hate Kakashi…" Naruto laughs, "He's so adorable."

Kakashi sighs, surrendering. "Don't get your hopes up. Brat like you the young me absolutely cannot tolerate." Kakashi laid flat on his bed, eyes still towards the ceiling. He could just remember how blind and intolerable his young self is. He would not appreciate a willy care-free person like Naruto around.

One thing for sure though. Even his young self would find the current Naruto stunning. He knows this best.

Kakashi pouts on the thought.

Naruto spied this and laughs harder, not completely getting what in his former sensei's thoughts but he enjoys the cute pout on his face. He raised his body and easily straddled Kakashi underneath him. He whispered, "I heard of the plan tomorrow from Captain Yamato, by the looks of it, we wouldn't be getting an alone time for some time. We should make up for it… tonight."

"Naruto…"

"I don't know what father would feel about us… but I just want you to know…this doesn't change anything…"

"Don't worry about it."

"You know what I'm looking forward to the most out of what has today brought us?" Naruto smiled widely towards Kakashi. "That is… the chance to show father I got you… I'll eventually have him give us his blessing…"

Kakashi's eyes widened, not with shock or embarrassment but the overwhelming surge of adoration towards Naruto's ever bright way of life. He couldn't help but to feel even more grateful that for a scum he was, he was gifted such a magnificent person for a lover.

"It's not gonna be easy but, let's try." Kakashi agreed.

This brought tears on Naruto's eyes. Indeed, something nice had showed itself out of this unexpected and burdening occurrence of today. "Yeah, let's do that, Kakashi…" He replied sweetly as he let Kakashi pull him down to him, sharing a kiss of promise and a passionate love-making like never before.

Minato sensei, I'm sorry. But your son means the world to me. I'm not about to give him up. This is my resolution.

The next day.

"Ne ne… Minato sensie, what is this mansion?" Obito asked, his eyes trying to take in the gloriously gigantic mansion presented to him at the outskirt of Konoha.

There was a lake in front of it, a vast forest behind it and at both sides were identical fields similar to training grounds.

Minato smiled to Obito, "We are in a very special mission and we are here to train, Obito." Minato replied.

"Really?" Obito's eyes widened, excitement visible in his eyes.

Rin smiled widely too.

Whereas, the young Kakashi stood there, hands crossed his chest looking away with an unamused gaze, unlikely buying the whole scenario.

"See these people," Minato pointed at Sakura first, "She's a medical-nin who mastered Tsunade's 100 Healing Jutsu and she will be training Rin and…" He also pointed Sasuke, "And this is Sasuke, he is an Uchiha just like you, Obito. He will be training you and try to bring out your Sharingan. Isn't that exciting?"

Both Obito and Rin nodded in unison, smiling widely. They too wanted to be as strong as the two said older ninjas standing in front of them.

While Naruto stood there frozen, eyes stuck on the heavy lidded –eternally judging gaze of the Young Kakashi who belatedly pouted at him, "Minato sensei, so what is this whiskered man doing here?"

Sakura laughs. Sasuke smirked, or internally laughing, clapping in all his dark humours.

While Minato, dumbfounded, reflected Naruto's loss of words stance. "Look here, Kakashi. His name is Uzumaki Naruto. He's a very special shinobi… he's the Hero of Konoha and the whole Shinobi Villages. He's also the next in line Seventh Hokage, so mind your words."

Young Kakashi once again still wasn't amused with this information. Instead, he just huffed. But then, his ears perked up as he replayed what his sensei said, "Uzumaki like you, sensei?"

Minato nodded, "As you already know, Kakashi. We were affected by a transportation jutsu and apparently we were transported here roughly twenty-five years in the future from our own era. This boy is my son, Kakashi."

Young Kakashi eyed Naruto again, gently now but his smug face still doesn't waver completely. "You have a pretty interesting face, Minato sensei's son." He mumbled.

To those who knew the Young Kakashi well would easily translate these words as You, I like that face. But really, just as the young Kakashi mask his lower half of his face twenty-four seven, nobody can really know what he meant.

Naruto does though and those words made him flustered. If only this Young Kakashi knew in the future that he would be his lover… that Naruto's weakness is this very person. You're so precious, Young Kakashi. He thought but instead, he replied, "And you have such a very adorable face, our future Rokudaime." He smiled fondly to the young Kakashi.

This left the ever stoic face of the young boy flustered and embarrassed.

Obito's laugh echoed at the side, "Weeee….our adorable bakashi!"

"Shut up, Obito!" Kakashi snarled back.

"I think he didn't catch the fact that Kakashi sensei became the Hokage instead of him." Sakura mentioned, laughing along.

But even without her mentioning, Obito paused on his track before his eyes widened, pointing at Kakashi hysterically, his face of shock plastered opened, "KAKASHI AS ROKUDAIME HOKAGE? WHAT? KAKASHI HOKAGE? WHAT NO NO NO! NO!"

Minato's palm automatically flew against his forehead. Right, who is he kidding? It's going to be troublesome any other way. Yet, a mission is a mission. There's no room for angst in a place he does not and should not belong to.

He's thankful though to have been given a chance to live a life right next to his son in from the far future. The boy Naruto standing there, hand on his stomach laughing along looking at his team seven in front of them.

Life has its own ways on doing things. You just have to own it.

A/N Finally managed in finishing this chapter. I wrote this in few different days/weeks. I was struggling but the second half i wrote in one go. I'm suffering Hay Fever and my eyes annoying me (sounds like Obito's excuses) ahhahaha but i tried. Hope this pumps me up in writing more. xD see u in the next chapter. I promise, the next chpaters won't be so angsty but some of it will since it's just plausible it should be sad at some point. lol anyways, I'll enjoy writing young kakashi, rin and obito's POV with Minato. I hope u like where this is leading. tell me so otherwise. xD