Todays the day, the man thought, pulling his shirt over his head. He gave himself a look over in the mirror. He knew that he was technically adult in ninja standards, but that doesn't change his age. Will Kakashi be okay that his sensei isn't even in his 20's yet? Minato shook his head. Of course he would be okay with it. Kakashi was personally getting trained by a Jonin older than him.

Making one last 'intimidating' look in the mirror, Minato walked through the front door with confidence, only to run straight into Kushina. Well crap...

"Minato-baka?" Kushina questioned as Minato said 'Kushina' at the same time. They laughed awkwardly before continuing. "What are you doing out so early?" she asked.

Minato scratched the back of my head. "I could be asking you the same thing, plus…" he trailed, "why are you outside my apartment?"

Kushina's face flared red. "I was gonna leave this outside your apartment as a good luck gift, but you ruined it," she said heatedly, shoving a box of instant ramen cups into the poor blondes' arms. "Just why did you have to get up so early?"

Minato's face turned red at the thought of her getting him a gift, but then shrugged it off as a thing a friend would do. "I heard from Jiraiya-sensei that my little student likes to be early, so I thought three hours would suffice and-" he cut off after seeing Kushina's dumbfounded face. "Too early?"

"Way too early."

"Damnit."

They stood in awkward silence again before Kushina broke it. "Welp, I gotta go train and such, so you go and make yourself some lucky noodles, cause, ya know, they're lucky noodles, and…" Kushina continued to ramble on and on about her lucky noodles and how lucky they were till Minato cut her off.

"Thanks Kushina, I'll be sure to eat them right away," the blonde spoke. Kushina nodded frantically and ran off, probably paying no mind to where she was going.

Now for these noodles...

OoOoOo

Kakashi went through each of his kata's, making sure to do them slowly. Fast kata done without care = bad kata in Kakashi's book. Especially in his childlike body, he had to take extra care. If he rushed through his kata's like he did in the future, it would only lead to injury, and that is not what the silver-haired boy wanted right now.

He followed up his kata's with some simple stretches, making sure every muscle was ready to perform at it's best. It's going to take a lot to convince Minato-sensei to take him out on higher ranked missions. Kakashi did not want to suffer through any D-ranks. Heck, when he was a sensei, he just read his book and secretly watched his Genin suffer through them. Ah, good times, real good times.

Kakashi's head began to pound, this time twice harder than the last time. "Shit," he cursed through gritted teeth. He saw all of his memories surface, then leave, then surface again. The good, the bad, and the really bad. And with each and every memory, the pounding got harder.

"Hurry up and do something about this!"

"I'm trying, stop sitting there useless and help me!"

"Alright, alright!"

Kakashi's head hurt too bad to even pay mind to the voices playing in the background.

"I... got it… if…. Continues… you… happen…"

"Course… know...stupid… any…. Way?"

The pain began to fade, and Kakashi grunted in relief, paying no mind to the voices, but that didn't keep them from being there.

"You know there's no other way…" a dull throb kept Kakashi from hearing the name. "We just have to have faith that his brain will develop enough to handle the…" another dull throb.

"I just hope we won't have to resort to that…"

"I hope so as well…"

The sound of the voices trailed off, and all the pain that was haunting the boys brain before was now gone. Just in time for-

"It is I! The man who has developed the fearsome Flying Thundergod! The student of the one and only Jiraiya of the Legendary Sannin! Your fearsome sensei who became Jonin in only his teen years!.." the blonde teen pointed a thumb at himself. "It is I, Minato Namikaze!" He then proceeded to make the most awkward pose, putting both hands to the right of him and looking in the same direction.

There was a pregnant silence for what felt like years, Minato-sensei staying in that same position for the whole time. Finally, Minato put his hands down, his face completely red. "You impressed."

Kakashi just gaped at him, before gathering his cool composure. "No." Honestly, Kakashi forgot that Minato-sensei even did this. Now, it will be forever engraved in his memory.

"Stupid Jiraiya-sensei," the blonde mumbled, "to think I took his advice." Minato then cleared his throat. "Well, as you might've guessed, I'm your Jonin sensei, we've basically gone through my introduction, so it's your turn."

Kakashi just gave him a weird look, before speaking. "I'm starting to question who the Hokage chose as my sensei, but whatever. My name is Kakashi Hatake. I like and dislike many things. Hobbies? I have a few of those. As for my dream for the future-" Kakashi stopped abruptly. He was just going to continue with the introduction he gave his students, but he knew that his 5-year-old self would definitely make his dreams known. "My dream for the future is to be stronger than my father." Reasonable enough.

Minato nodded, and Kakashi found himself studying his sensei. Given, it wasn't that long ago since the silver-haired boy has seen the man, but that was only his sensei's reanimation. The one standing in front of him, well, is alive. Breathing. Real.

Real… This is all… real.

And Kakashi's gonna live with him for a while. Great.