So I pretty much never do this, in fact I think it's been several years since the last time, but I decided to start working on this chapter right away after the last one. I really enjoy righting for these two. Their almost complete opposites and yet practically reflections of one another. Enjoy.

"So I'm guessing Peach managed to get through to you?" Qrow asked across the dinner table to a very uncomfortable looking Kakashi.

"Yeah, I just needed some time to work things out." He replied simply stirring the stew in his bowl.

Yang had been a bit confused since her uncle had shown up and started talking to Kakashi like he knew him. "So you've met?" She finally asked.

"Yeah, I brought him to Vale." Qrow replied taking a bite of the stew. "Huh, light on the pepper."

Taiyang raised an eyebrow before taking a bite. "What are you talking about it's perfect." He responded to the mans criticism.

"So where were you before you came to Vale?" Ruby asked innocently.

"Mistral." He responded curtly.

"That's cool, what were you doing there?" Without any really warning Kakashi stood gaining the table attention.

"Thanks for inviting me over Yang, but I've some stuff I have to do." He told the surprised looking blonde before he turned and began walking towards the front door, he snapped his fingers causing Thief to get up and begin following him out.

As the front door closed behind him the family were left in silence before Yang turned on her uncle looking less than pleased. "Okay, what was that?" She demanded.

The drunken huntsmen shrugged. "Why would I know?"

"Because he was completely fine until you popped in and started asking him questions." She spoke with clear anger in her voice.

"I noticed that to Qrow, what's up with that kid?" Taiyang asked his best friend.

Qrow sighed. "The kids got PTSD, I found him about to be murdered in the middle of the forest in Mistral. I saved his life and brought him to Vale to get some help, he was pretty much catatonic the last time I saw him." The veteran huntsmen explained pulling out his flask and taking a long swig. "I was curious as to how he was doing, I guess made him more than a little uncomfortable."

The other adult at the table took on a sad look at hearing this. "What's PTSD?" Ruby asked tilting her head still looking a little guilty, feeling like it was her question that pushed him over the edge.

"Post traumatic stress disorder, to put it simply it's a severe stress and anxiety disorder that is caused by extremely damaging and painful events a person has experienced. Many veteran huntsmen and soldiers suffer from it." Taiyang explained to his youngest. Yang stood up and began walking towards the door. "Yang, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to get him." She shouted back to her father. At a sprint she took off up the road leading from their house, it had only been a couple minutes so she knew he couldn't have gotten far. Even if he was running she was a huntress in training with her aura unlocked, there was no way a civilian like him could out run her. After about half a minute she was proven right and saw him up ahead walking with the lab next to him. "Cyclops!" She shouted her nickname for him.

Turning to see her running he stopped. "Yang." He spoke as she came to a stop in front of him.

"Hey, I'm really sorry about my uncle, come on back and I promise he won't ask you anymore questions alright?" She asked the teen.

He was silent for a few seconds. "What did he tell you?" He asked calmly.

"Just that you get super stress easily." She responded.

"You're lying." He deadpanned.

Looking a bit guilty she nodded. "He said you have PTSD and someone was trying to kill you back in Mistral." She relented.

Kakashi hummed to himself for a few moments. "Yeah that sounds about right." He nodded.

"Look, I'm sorry, come back and we'll watch the tournament. It'll be fun okay." Yang asked again.

Kakashi still looked hesitant but relented and nodded before the pair began head back to the house.

Mistral

Pyrrha did a back flip to avoid a drop kick from the masked boy before her, when his foot slammed into the concrete tiles that made up the arena floor and small crater was formed. Without delay he lunged forward while shooting out his fist aimed at her skull, raising her shield with some help from her semblance to speed up her response time by a fraction of a second. The moment his fist impacted her shield she was forced to grit her teeth at the force behind it, the vibrations even through her shield rattled the bones in her arms and she was sent sliding backwards. She knew a direct blow from one of those strikes would all but obliterate her aura and knock her out of the match. Luckily however he'd only been using his right arm so far, normally she'd take such a thing as an insult but at the moment she was just happy for anything than could give her any breathing room.

As she slid backwards she shifted her spear into it's rifle form and began firing upon the masked boy before he could begin following after her. He jumped back and forth dodging the rounds and as she came to a stop several meters away he squatted down and jammed his fingers in between the tiles beneath him with his right arm. He let out a loud roar of effort as he ripped the ten foot by ten foot by four foot concrete tile out of the ground and tossed it into the air between the two. With the large concrete slab in the air between them she completely lost sight of the boy. She could tell the tile wouldn't reach all the way to her and began scanning the area around it ready for him to run out from behind it. What she hadn't expected however was for the tile to explode from the middle out and for him to fly threw the dust and debris.

She barely had time to shift her spear into it's sword form and stabbed upwards at the falling boy, her eyes widened considerably when the blade tore completely though his left sleeve. For a moment she thought she had removed the limb but quickly discarded that fear as she noticed there wasn't any resistance other than the cloth of his cloak. He hadn't been insulting her by not using his other limb, he simply didn't have the limb at all! As she looked him over she reevaluated the possible reason behind the mask with a single eye hole, at first she'd believed it was simply another handicap he'd given himself or just to look intimidating, now she was beginning to believe he may actually be missing an eye.

She truly had to admit that if this boy really was this strong of an opponent with only one arm and eye than he had genuinely earned her respect. It took the term handicapable to the next level. Before she could respond he grabbed her sword by the handle, his hand covering hers, and pulled her close until their faces were only centimeters apart. "You've noticed I'm missing my arm and eye right?" He spoke into her ear. "Don't you dare hold back or feel pity, if I sense you aren't fight at your full I will end this fight now and walk away." He growled. Leaning his head back he quickly brought it back forward in a headbutt that landed square on her face.

Staggering backwards Pyrrha raised her shield on instinct just in time to block a slash from a sharp stick he hadn't had before. Stabbing at him once more he dodged and brought his stick down on her wrist earning a quick cry of pain and she gained a look of horror as she lost her grip on her weapon and it went clattering across the ground, than pain exploded from her chest as he planted his foot there sending sliding on her back. She didn't need to see the aura board to know that had taken a large chunk from her bar, the painful coughing and ache when she breathed was proof enough. She looked up at the boy as he stalked towards her, in the darkness of his hood and mask she was just barely able to see a glow of red leaking out, it was almost haunting. Relying on instinct once more she threw out her hand towards her weapon which was on the other side of the boy stalking towards her.

Yanking her arm back to her the weapon came flying through the air, seeing this movement the boy turned to look behind him. Taking this small opportunity she threw her shield as hard as she could at the back of his head, then something she didn't understand happened. Both her sword and shield passed completely through her opponent as if he wasn't even there at all. She couldn't tell if the crowd was still cheering or even if they were still in the arena as she stared up at the boy who turned to look at her, it almost felt like they were the only two people in the world.

"That attack just now." He broke the silence between them. "Had I been anyone else it would've worked, you forced me to use something I restricted myself from using in this match." He said walking closer, each step made Pyrrha's heart pound faster and faster, as if a apex predator was closing in. Then he stopped when he was only a foot or so away. "Well done." He said holding out his hand to her. She was completely speechless as she stared at the offered limb, then after a few seconds reality struck her and she slowly took the hand and pulled herself up. "I got what I came here for, enjoy you're spoils Pyrrha Nikos." He said turning away and walking away, once he reached the edge of the arena he jumped off and the buzzer rang once he touched the ground.

"While I can't say I'm sure what just happened, Blank is disqualified, the winner by ring out is Pyrrha Nikos!" With those words the crowd exploded into applause.

Patch

Kakashi smiled behind his scarf as he watched the pair of sisters arguing over who they thought would win the tournament, the finalists were a girl name Pyrrha Nikos and a complete unknown people had taken to calling Blank. Ruby was squarely on the side of the girl as she had, awesome weapons, while Blank fought bare handed. Yang was on the side of Blank because she'd seen how he'd decimated his opponents in the first round, apparently Ruby was a bit scared of this Blank.

"Kakashi, who do you think won?" Yang turned to him.

"The fight hasn't happened yet has it?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"It was a few hours ago actually, we only get the Mistral Regional Tournament in Vale through pay per view and it's a couple hours delayed. So the fight is already over but we don't check the web until after we watch the fight." Qrow explained from a reclining chair in the corner.

Taiyang entered the room holding a bowl of popcorn. "The recap should be starting soon." He said taking a seat on the couch in between his daughters and Kakashi, something Yang definitely noticed judging by her glare which her father ignored completely. The TV quickly began recapping the highlights of the tournament before a picture of a teenage girl with long red hair appeared on screen, this had to be Pyrrha Niko. They began showing clips from her fights next to her image as a commentator explained her history and background a bit.

It all reminded him a bit of a sumo tournament he'd gone to see with his father once when he was four, then the world all but stopped around him when a picture of her opponent appeared on screen. Qrow began choking on whatever he was drinking at the image as well.

Kakashi stared with his eye wide at the masked image of Obito on the screen, he could feel his blood chill as he stared at that mask. He'd didn't need to see his face to know, the clips of him tearing through his opponents only added to his certainty. "Kid is that-" Qrow stopped himself as he stared at the screen.

Kakashi's fist tighten. "Yeah." Kakashi ground out, a rage he didn't know was there began building up. The best friend who destroyed his home, killed his teacher and ripped him away from his very world. "Obito."

Mistral

Naomi Nikos stood beneath the bridge she'd been instructed to with the bag filled with money. "Ms. Nikos, congratulation on your daughters victory today." A gruff voice called out from nearby causing her to turn and look to an old man flanked by the same pair of mean who'd spoken to her before. "I can tell she will have a very bright future ahead of her as a huntress." He continued.

"I have your money." She said ignoring what he said, she held out the bag. "Four hundred and eight thousand Lien."

The old man gestured to one of the men behind him who walked over and took the bag before opening it and examining it's contents. "Sir it appears to all be here."

"That's great to hear!" The old man laughed. "But what about the interest?" He asked with a dark grin.

"What interest?!" Naomi shouted with clear anger in her voice.

"Why the five percent interest added for every month you've been over due." He answer pulling out a small notebook from his pocket. "Yes, if my math is correct you're twenty nine months over due, thus this only covers just over half of your debt. And unfortunately the interest will only continue to rise until you pay in full." The man spoke with a clearly fake remorseful voice. Turning to leave he began laughing loudly. "Don't worry miss Nikos, I'm sure you'll figure something out."

Naomi fell to her knees at hearing his laughter while he walked away and towards a black car waiting for him.

What nobody present noticed however was the single glowing red eye watching over the entire exchange.

Later

Gonzo smiled widely as he stepped out of his car and up to the door of the small but high class Jewelry store he owned, above it was a sign that read 'Rainbow Gems' and inside was a the door was opened for him as he entered the empty shop followed by his two lackeys. He ran a small but wealthy crime family that made most of it's money through black market jewel and dust trading as well as a bit of human and faunus trafficking. Honestly the money in the bag he'd just gotten was barely a drop in the bucket of his wealth, still thought he truly enjoyed seeing the looks on peoples faces when they had their lives fall apart all around them.

Next time she tried to pay he'd tell her it was ten percent, the truth was he never intended to let her go. "Oh these people never learn." He laughed. His laughter was soon interrupted by the sound of the bell to the front door, turning to see who it was he was a bit surprised to see a man in a hood and mask. "What the hell is this halloween?"

"Hey isn't that the guy that forfeited the tournament?" One of his lackey's asked the other.

"Who cares who he is, we're closed so get the hell out!" Gonzo shouted at the masked boy and his lackeys drew their pistols. The teen then turned back towards the door. Gonzo smiled at the masked man running away only to lose that smile when he turned the doors lock, turning back to the old man and his lackeys Gonzo finally noticed the glowing red eye.

Wrote this in two days, that's a bit rare for me. Btw props to who ever know who Gonzo is a reference to. Leave me a review and tell me what you all think. LATER.