Chapter 1

A scream ripped out of Kakashi's throat as he threw himself forward from the position he was laying in. The man reached down to grab for his kunai, only finding that his pouch wasn't even there. Only then did he realize his surroundings.

"What the actual hell?" He murmured to himself, not even fully realizing where he had gone to. "How is something still intact?" He said lowly, memories of what previously happened filling his mind. "Naruto!"

"Kakashi, are you okay? I heard a scream," another silver-haired man spoke, opening up the door. His face paled at the sight of the man in front of him. 'Genjutsu.' he thought, backing away from said man. 'This just has to be a genjutsu.'

'Kai," Kakashi mumbled as he closed his eyes. Seeing it didn't work when he reopened them, he tried again. "Kai."

The masked ninja reopened his eyes and looked down at his hands, seeing how much smaller they were then what they're supposed to be. They were the hands of a five-year-old. His eyes widened considerably as he tried to break the genjutsu again, constantly repeating the word and waiting for it to work.

Suddenly a hand was on his shoulder. Kakashi flinched from the touch, but the strong hands held him in place mostly. His onyx colored eyes slowly tracked up to the face of the man in front of him.

"Genjutsu,' he murmured again, "this has to be genjutsu. Don't fall for these stupid trick." The man now turned boy, reassured himself.

The man's face warped into one of worry to confusion written on it. "What are talking about Kakashi? It's me, your father, Sakumo." Sakumo finally spoke, trying to calm his son down.

"Make things better the next time around sensei…" the words from his student rang through his head for the first time. There's no way… Time Travel? He took a deep breath, needing further proof. For now, though, he'll play along.

"I..I'm okay," he stated shakily. "Just a realistic nightmare was all."

Sakumo gave Kakashi one more look over before he nodded. "I also wanted to come to congratulate you on graduating from the academy! You're the youngest ever!" The White Fang gave his son a super proud smile and ruffled his hair. "Now, come and have some breakfast with your old man."

Kakashi nodded and followed his dad into the kitchen, continuing to rake through his thoughts. If this truly is the past, he's going to need to change things, many things. Kakashi looked down at his small hands again, noting he'll need to train.

Sakumo watched as Kakashi quickly ate his breakfast and leave, saying he was indeed going to train. Quite frankly, he was worried. Sakumo does his best, but sometimes, he feels as if his best isn't good enough. His five-year-old son, FIVE-YEAR-OLD SON, is a Genin. A freaking Genin. Of course, there was a sense of pride there- after all, Kakashi became the youngest person to ever become Genin in Konoha. However, there was also a sense of failure for Sakumo. His son… his only son and heir to the Hatake clan (despite there only being two left counting himself), who is only five years old… is in the Shinobi world. Sakumo wanted Kakashi to have a normal childhood, but the white-haired man also wanted his son to do as he wished... Within reason. Sakumo just hoped that this, becoming Genin at five, was reasonable.

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Minato was in shock for two reasons. One, a five-year-old child became Genin; and two, he was going to be his sensei.

"Minato-baka!" a loud voice shouted out, breaking the blonde from his thoughts.

Chuckles were heard as Kushina tackled the poor blonde from behind, but Minato paid them no heed. This was the usual response from the villagers anyway. It's not like he knew they were playing matchmaker.

"Minato-baka, get ramen with me," the boisterous red-red shouted, pumping her arms into the air.

The 17-year-old blonde chuckled at his friends' antics. "Hai hai."

Kushina and Minato walked to the ramen stand, and it was not a quiet walk. Kushina tells Minato anything and everything that happened to her during the day. Minato just nodded and put in some of his input on her daily happenings.

"And then he said that I was too obsessed with ramen," Kushina exclaimed. "Of course I taught that bastard a lesson, ya know? It's a healthy obsession."

Minato chuckled at the red-heads antics, a small blush covering his cheeks.

Kushina slammed her palm against his forehead, hard I might add, and gave the blue-eyed teen a worried look. "Do you feel alright? Your cheeks are red and you feel a bit warm," she asked with concern, loudly. Minato's face went completely red at the contact, causing some Nara nearby to start laughing.

Minato abruptly turned around and pointed. "Oh, look, Ichiraku's. How'd we get here so fast?"

Kushina's worried face turned to pure delight at the sound of Ichrakus. Minato let out a sigh of relief as Kushina dragged him into the said ramen stand.

"You smell that, Minato?" Kushina questioned, inhaling deeply threw her nose. "That's the smell of the food of the Gods."

The blonde let the firey red-head pick him up and place him in his seat- only adding to the Nara's laughter, who followed them into the ramen stand. 'Stupid Nara's.' Minato thought in embarrassment.

"Three, extra-large Miso Ramens, please," Kushina shouted to the young man that runs the stand, Teuchi. I smiled, she actually ordered me a bowl. "Hey, Minato-baka, are you going to order anything, after all, you are paying." Well, a man could hope.

"One large Miso Ramen," Minato said to Teuchi, letting out a long sigh. Minato's eyes wandered toward Kushina, taking in her perfect figure. That fiery, red-headed eats so much but doesn't even gain a pound. It probably even made the greatest Nara wonder.

Before Minato could even register her movement, he was slapped on top of his head, hard. "Minato-baka, you're staring…"

Minato slowly moved his eyes up to Kushina's face and saw that she was blushing madly. Minato began to sputter. "I-I'm sorry, Kushina! I d-didn't mean to stare and it's not like I was staring at you. Why would I? But I'm not saying that you're not worth staring at, cause you are-" Minato stopped short, realizing what he said. A strong blush crawled up his cheeks, matching Kushina's own.

"You…" Kushina trailed, breaking the pregnant silence. Minato's gaze met hers, only to have a hand contact his face and send him flying out of the Ramen Stand. "You baka!"

Minato could practically hear the Naras' laughter as he went flying into the air.

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'Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left…' Kakashi chanted in his mind as he punched the air. He needed time to think; to process. 'Right. Left-'

He was stopped by none other than his father. His father. Standing right in front of him. Breathing. Alive.

"Woah there Kakashi," Sakumo chuckled, gently holding Kakashi's left hand in his opposing right. "I mean, I know I look punchable, but that doesn't mean you have to do it."

"Why would I not punch something that looks as punchable as yourself?" Kakashi retorted before he could catch himself. His time with Gai has left him with some bad habits. The silvered-hair man (boy?) shook his head, wanting to get rid of all thoughts of his rival.

Sakumo looked slightly surprised at Kakashi's comeback but quickly brushed it off. "I'm just here to tell you that I'll be on a mission for a while. At most, it will last a month. You'll be staying with your new sensei while I'm gone," Sakumo scratched the back of his neck. "I was going to have you stay with Jiraiya… but I didn't want you to pick up on his… habits." Kakashi almost smirked to himself, thinking about his favorite author. But being the great son he was, he didn't mention liking Jiraiya's said books. They're probably not even out yet.

"That damn pervert will only get in the way of my training anyway," Kakashi scoffed. Of course, he knew how powerful Jiraiya was. But as of now, he only knew him as a pervert who came over for dinner sometimes.

Sakumo began to chuckle. "I don't know. With the right kind of motivation, I'm sure he'd train you." Oh, Kakashi planned on using that kind of motivation eventually. Only the best kind of motivation; motivation he used quite frequently. Blackmail. Though, Kakashi was sure that wasn't what his father was referring to.

"Yeah, sure. That perv is probably one of the weakest ninjas in the village," Kakashi stated, letting out a small, 'humph.'

Sakumo sighed. "I'll have you know that Jiraiya-san is one of the Great Sennin," he stated, purposefully adding the 'san' to show how much respect he has with Sakumo.

"Don't you need to be packing or something?" Kakashi asked, changing the subject.

Sakumo's frame froze and his face morphed into horror. "Oh crap," he said leaping into a tree. "Yumi-chan is gonna kill me!" Kakashi has never seen his father move so fast in his life.

Where does Minato live anyway?