Hey guys, I'm gonna be honest right now. I've just started a new job and am exhausted everyday when I get home, it's really hard to get motivated to right like that. Usually I have a loose order to the stories I update but with how life has been lately I decided to simply write whatever helps me relax. Enjoy.
Kakashi sighed as he laid back an stared up at the clouds floating overhead, it had been nearly six months since his arrival on Remnant and in that time he'd had a lot of time to think things over. Counseling with Peach had actually done a lot more to help him than he'd expected, her 'semblance' as she referred to it was largely responsible for getting him to open up as much as he had after the first session he spoke in. It allowed her to feel what he was feeling, it didn't give her any context so she still didn't really know anything, but she had greatly assisted him in managing his guilt, depression and severe PTSD.
When she'd informed him he had PTSD he wasn't surprised, after everything he'd seen and done at a relatively young age regardless of how mature he was, it made sense that he'd be traumatized. He refused any and all medication she wanted to give him, but when she mentioned that many veteran huntsmen and soldier had service dogs to help them cope it gave him an idea.
Kakashi always loved dogs, he'd spent most of his life around them, he and his father trained an entire squad together. He may not have been an Inuzuka but he was still quite good with them. Knowing this he decided to look into getting a job in Vale while he researched a way of getting home. It didn't take very long to get hired on as an apprentice dog trainer at a local shop on the Island of Patch right off the coast Vale, Ozpin had given him a recommendation which actually went a long way to helping him get the job. After only two months at the shop he was promoted to Head Trainer by the former head who had been the owner.
The man had been so impressed by his skill with the dogs he was assigned he'd decided to take on a more administrative position. He wasn't making a ton of money, just enough to rent a small apartment in town a live off of actually, but to his surprise he found himself loving his new job. So much so that the idea of actually going back to being a shinobi all but made him somewhat sick to his stomach. He'd kept up with his training of course but that was more out of routine than anything else, a part of him told himself it was also to be ready for when Obito came for him, because he would come.
He was quickly alerted to the presence of someone strong approaching the main entrance to the property, the whole place was surrounded by a large wooden fence intended to keep the dogs from getting out while they were outside in the yard. After another few seconds the two dogs laying in the grass nearby raised their heads. One was a Shih Tzu named Bandit and the other was a golden lab named Thief, both were owned by the owner of the shop and both had taken a liking to the silver haired ninja.
Standing to his feet Kakashi brush any lingering dirt or grass off of him. He wore new clothes of course, walking around in his ninja gear all the time would only garner attention he didn't want. Now he wore a pair of baggy gray pants and a black slightly over sized T-shirt with 'Good Boys Academy' written across the front, that being the name of the shop. Instead of his mask he wore a long gray scarf the hid everything from the bridge of his nose down. Then only things that remained from his old outfit were his black ninja sandles and his headband which was covering his sharringan eye.
As he walked over to the front entrance he saw a blonde man followed by a pair of girls, one a blonde as well that looked to be about the same age as Kakashi, around fourteen. The other was obviously younger, she had shorter black and red hair. In the younger girls arms was a small black and white corgi pup. "Welcome to Good Boys Academy, how can I help you?" Kakashi asked the man who was obviously the pair father and therefore the owner of the dog.
"Hi there, I was hoping to sign up our new puppy for some training." He gestured to the younger of the two girls who stepped forward with the dog. He'd noticed the man raise an eyebrow when seeing the way Kakashi wore his headband but nobody said anything. "His name is Zwei, he's a five month old corgi. Who can I talk to about having him trained here?"
Kakashi reached out and scratched the small dog behind one of its ear. "I can help you with that, I'm Kakashi Hatake, the head dog trainer here." He told the older man while holding out his hand.
The blonde took the offered hand and gave a firm shake. "Really, you look very young. You can call me Taiyang."
Kakashi shrugged. "I started even younger, please follow me. I just need you to fill out some paper work." He told the man before leading him into the shop along side the two girls.
With Obito
Obito was sweating profusely and breathing hard as he held himself up with his single arm, he was currently maintaining a one armed hand stand. Lowering himself down towards the snow cover ground of the mountain he was on, then with grit teeth he pushed himself up. "Seven hundred twelve." He hissed before repeating the process.
He'd been at it for over three hours at that point and his arm was reaching it's limit if the fact that he couldn't feel it anymore was anything to go by. After finally reaching seven hundred twenty he allowed himself to collapse into the snow, his shirtless chest raising and dropping rapidly as it tried to take in as much air as possible from the high altitude environment around him. Sitting up he looked over his hand, it was raw and bleeding, as he sat he could feel it begin to throb.
It had been six months and he could feel himself getting stronger, every day he would wake up before dawn and work himself to complete exhaustion by noon. From there he would gather himself up some lunch, usually nuts, berries and the occasional fish or rabbit. Then he would begin practicing his chakra control, finally he would begin hunting down the demonic beasts in the area for combat practice. He'd then sleep for a few hours only to repeat the process the next day. The only problem was he felt he was reaching a wall, fighting mindless beasts and physical exercise could only take him so far. If he wanted to fight and defeat Kakashi he would need to do more. He'd been able to fight on even grounds with Minato but that was largely because he'd caught the man off guard and attack him while he was distracted while he was distracted, add on the fact that he didn't know anything about Obito's abilities and he was at a severe disadvantage from the word go. Despite this he still managed to nearly kill Obito. He wouldn't have the same advantages against Kakashi.
Looking out over the area he could see from the side of the mountain he picked himself, activating his Kamui he quickly found himself inside his pocket dimension. After taking time to experiment with the jutsu he'd gotten the idea to just start living in the space, it really was the perfect space, not only did it not have any weather that would require shelter from but it was completely inaccessible to anyone but himself, and possibly Kakashi, though he'd not seen anything that would suggest he knew about it. Finally he could enter it from anywhere which meant he was never more than a moment away from it no matter where on the planet he was.
In the space he had a small cot he stole from a small town to sleep on along with a trunk filled with extra clothes he'd stolen and a crate filled with bottled water, which of course, he stole. At one point he may have had a problem with stealing, now he couldn't care less. If he needed something he'd take it, simple enough. Walking over to the crate he grabbed a bottle and guzzled it before opening the trunk and pulling out a set of black robes similar to what he'd worn on the night of the attack on Konoha as well as a new mask he made for himself nearly identical to his old one.
Placing it onto his face he activated Kamui once again and teleported, when he reappeared he was in an alley way. Stepping out of it he looked around at the city surrounding him, he'd found it after looking over a map in one of the towns he visited. This was only his third time there, the first was out of simple curiosity, the second was to steal more supplies.
Today however he noticed something different, the streets were far more crowded and busy. He knew why, there was some kind of large tournament going on, or would be going on in the next couple days. Which was why he was there, he'd yet to fight against anyone from this world and wanted to test himself.
Ignoring the stares he got he began making his way towards where the tournament would soon be held.
With Kakashi
Kakashi snapped his fingers twice and the six dogs in the yards all bolted towards him, they each stopped a few feet away and lined up next to each other. "Good, Sally step forward." He instructed causing a large grey hound to step forward. "Speak." It let out a single loud bark. "Sit." It did so. "Take a lap." He said next causing the dog to take off in a sprint around the building, once it completed the lap Kakashi pulled out a small treat and placed it on the dogs nose. They stood there for several seconds in silence. "Okay." The dog then dropped it's nose causing the treat to fall off but still managed to catch it in it's mouth before hitting the ground. "Good girl, go get some water." The dog the ran off towards one of the large buckets of water around the yard.
He continued this with the remaining five dogs for the next fifteen minutes. "Wow, you're actually pretty good at this." He heard from the girl leaning over the fence watching him. She'd been there for a while but he just hadn't said anything. "I tried for a week to teach Zwei to sit and got nowhere, you did it in two days."
Kakashi turned to her and shrugged. "You and your sister probably fawned over him nonstop, he didn't see you as the dominant figures in the house hold. Dogs respond to authority, this listen to me because they see me as the alpha." He explained to the blonde girl wearing a school uniform. "You go to Signal, you're father must be a teacher there."
She nodded. "Yeah, how'd you know that?"
"He looked like a huntsmen but he didn't really act like an active duty one, to relaxed." He said waving his hand.
"So where do you go to school?" She asked.
"I don't." He responded. "I've got a job doing something I enjoy, why waste my time?"
"True enough. My names Yang by the way." She said with a smile.
"Kakashi. So you want to be a huntress, that's a dangerous profession." He said leaning against the fence watching as the dogs all went back to what they were doing. "Why pick it of all things?"
"Well aside from it being awesome, both of my parents were hunters. I figured I'd continue with the family business." She told him as she watched the dogs as well.
Kakashi hummed to himself. "Following in your parents footsteps isn't always the smartest thing to do, especially when those footsteps are as dangerous as yours are." He said with a sigh.
Yang frowned a bit at that. "Well what about you, I assume your parents must own this place if you got a job here so young." She said biting back with a bit more hostility than she meant.
Kakashi shook his head. "Nah, my mom died when I was two and my dad killed himself when I was six, I'm an orphan."
Yang felt a hole in her stomach form at hearing that. "Oh... I'm sorry." She looked away from him.
"Don't worry about it, I'm pretty use to it by now. People die and nothing can bring them back, that's just life." He sighed tiredly. "Well anyway, it was nice talking to you but I gotta get back to work." He told her walking off towards the side of the building.
With Obito
"Welcome one and all to the first round of the twenty seventh annual Mistral Regional Tournament!" The announcer shouter over the loudspeakers earning a roar of applause from the crowd. Obito stood silently in the arena with about fourteen other teens near his age, each holding a different unique weapon. All except for him, he was completely unarmed. It hadn't been all that difficult to enter the tournament, a few simple Genjutsu was all it took.
"Due to a particularly large number of entrees this year we will be doing something new and exciting! We've split the combatants into eight pods of fifteen, these pods will then take part in a good old fashion battle royal!" This earned even greater applause. "The last combatant standing from each pod will then move on to the next round which will be a standard one on one. Now let's not waste any more time, POD A BEGIN!"
As he shouted this a buzzer rang and a large screen appeared displaying everyones aura bars along side a picture of them and their name. Obito's was simply a picture of an outline with a question mark, likely a place holder for when there was no picture to display. As for his name the space was simply left blank, he wasn't doing this for fame or money, he had absolutely zero interest in the prize or title. All he wanted was to test himself against some of this worlds warriors, even if these were all teens like himself.
He watched for a few seconds as the other fighters all began attacking each other indiscriminately, he began stepping forward towards the center of the stadium. Then in a blur he appeared in between a pair of boy as they were swinging their blades at one another. Before either could react Obito kicked the hilt of ones sword hard enough to send it flying out of the boys hands and into the air. Twisting his body mid kick he then slammed his heel into the same boys chin snapping his head to the side. Without looking he avoided the second boys swing and righted himself into a crouch, raising his arm he caught the longsword as it fell from the air and jammed the pommel of the weapon into his gut before shifting the angle and slamming the pommel into the boys jaw. Finally he delivered a powerful kick to the boys stomach once again causing him to double over. Spinning on his heel Obito raised his foot and brought it back down on the chest of the first boy who had only just hit the ground.
The entire exchange had taken a total of four seconds and soon two buzzers went off signaling the pair of boys being knocked out of the match, their auras already in the red. In surprise the other combatant all looked to where the pair had been beaten, each clearly not expecting two fighter to be defeated less than twenty seconds into the round. All stared at Obito who simply stood holding his looted sword, holding it up he then tossed it over his shoulder and then pointed at a girl off to the edge of the arena holding a crossbow of some kind. "Now you."
Using Kamui Obito appeared right in front of her and before she could even process it he grabbed her by the face and slammed the back of her skull into the hard tile floor, he then lifted her out by her face only to bring her back down three more times until her aura was depleted and the buzzer rang. Every other combatant just stared at the brutal way he dispatched yet another opponent without any visible effort. Raising his hand he pointed at a boy with a axe. "You." Finally someone let out a battle cry breaking the others from their stupor and everyone charge the lone masked teen. Under his mask Obito could only smile.
So right now I'm trying to write Obito as an angry and spiteful child while I'm trying to write Kakashi as a damaged and hurt child. Their both still mature and powerful ninja but again they are also still children broken by war. Leave me a review and tell me what you all think. LATER.