A/N: Oh my goodness you guys are so quiet! Shoot me a comment or something! Tell me what you think! I don't bite, I promise!


Poor Not-Kakashi was going into shock. Kakashi didn't even see what about the situation would trigger such a thing. It's not like he even really did anything. The teacher just bumped his head a little. There really wasn't any justifiable cause for the reaction that was happening.

Kakashi sighed. He realized that he needed to remind himself that Not-Kakashi was a civilian and that civilians had vastly different limits than shinobi, but still.

He hadn't been expecting Not-Kakashi to have some sort of voice activated device capable of contacting the police. It wasn't until he'd heard the voice on the other end that he realized this confrontation was going to be a little more serious that first anticipated.

Perhaps breaking and entering was something that was more frowned upon in this world.

Kakashi needed to think fast. The police were probably already on their way, but he couldn't allow them to interfere. Not if Not-Kakashi knew about some sort of clue that could help him get back to the war front. But this space was too cramped for him to work in. Perhaps he'd take Not-Kakashi up to the roof to negotiate? He did like roofs after all...

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Kakashi perked up at the sharp sound coming from the door. It couldn't be the authorities. Shinobi or not, they wouldn't be able to respond that quickly. He took a quick look at his doppleganger, then the door, then back again. Kakashi lifted one hand signaling the trembling man to stay put, and another to his mouth signaling to stay quiet. There was no sort of response, but Kakashi didn't really expect one anyway.

Kakashi made his way to the door, carefully focusing the chakra in his feet to minimize any squeaking from the loose floorboards. The chakra signature on the other side of the door was minimal, but that didn't tell him much at all. All of the chakra signatures in the world were minimal. So he did what he could.

Kakashi slowly opened the door a crack, keeping the scarred side of his face hidden behind the doorframe. If this was somebody that knew Not-Kakashi, perhaps it was better for him to imitate the man.

Of course, he really wasn't expecting the person at the door to be none other than Not-Iruka.

"Hatake-sensei, hey, you forgot your water bottle at school when you left so I..." the man started, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. With one hand behind his head, he held up the mentioned water bottle for Kakashi to take. He let out a small thanks and he was just about to take it when-

"Iruka, get out of here!"

Suddenly, Not-Iruka's eyes widened and he took a step back. Kakashi, however, grabbed onto his shirt and roughly pulled him into the tight apartment. He could see the transformation of shock to realization to fear as Not-Iruka saw Not-Kakashi, still on the ground. His eyes darted back and forth between the two identical figures before landing on Kakashi.

Hesitantly, without taking his eyes off him, he called out, "Ha-Hatake-sensei. What's going on? Are you alright?"

"I've been better," the man responded.

"That's... that's good."

Kakashi sighed, making both men jump.

"You know, I probably would've let you go if it wasn't for this one," he said, pointing at Not-Kakashi. It was the truth. If his unanticipated guest hadn't been tipped off to anything out of the ordinary, there would've been no need to drag him into this.

"What do you want? Money?" Not-Iruka asked him, desperation starting to mix in with the fear in his voice. Kakashi only felt slightly bad for being the cause of such a reaction.

"Maa, I don't need your money. But I do have a small problem that I might need your help to fix," Kakashi said, leveling his eyes with Not-Kakashi. The man seemed to shrink in on himself.

Back in his world, where shinobi were commonplace, civilians had an unspoken set of rules that they tended to follow. Not-Iruka broke at least three of these when he felt the man attempt to tackle him while his attention was focused elsewhere. Kakashi's body was always prepared, however. The automatic response was to take the assaulters momentum and redirect in into the floor. That, of course, left a groaning Not-Iruka crumpled on top of a knocked out Not-Kakashi.

Shit.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

"What now?" Kakashi barely had the time to realize that he basically threw one teacher at the other before he was interrupted by a thudding on the front door. Not-Iruka was already here, so Kakashi attempted to think of who this could possibly be at the door. Confident that both teachers were too stunned to move, he made his way back to the front door. Kakashi quickly opened the door a crack before slamming in shut.

On the other side of the door stood no less than 4 police officers.

Shit.

This was not going as planned.

The thumping continued and Kakashi shunshin'd back to the kitchen, startling Not-Iruka.

"Looks like we're going on a little field trip," Kakashi said in the falsely joyful voice he often used with his students when they were still small and cute. He didn't give Not-Iruka the chance to contemplate what he meant by that before picking him up and throwing him onto his shoulder. He threw Not-Kakashi's limp form onto the other shoulder before jumping out the window. Kakashi barely heard the sounds of surprise coming from Not-Iruka. The police officers out front were bound to hear the sound of the breaking glass though as he made his escape.

Kakashi thought again about the roof and began running up the wall. Not-Iruka tensed in his grip, but didn't struggle. The man probably realized how much it would hurt if he were to fall from this height. He was possibly hyperventilating, but the steady wind made it hard to tell. Kakashi thought of the fact that he managed to throw not one, but two civilians into shock in the span of not even thirty minutes. He was really not a people person.

Once the three of them were safely on the roof, Not-Iruka renewed his struggle.

"Put me down right now!" he screamed, hitting Kakashi's back with his closed fists and swinging his legs any direction he could. He could hear the hyperventilation now. So Kakashi unceremoniously dropped both men onto the roof.

"What the fuck!" Not-Iruka exclaimed. His face was red and tears were forming in his eyes. Kakashi could hear him taking big, deep breaths in an attempt to calm down, "What the fuck do you want with us!?"

Kakashi sighed. This was become much more dramatic than was needed, "I told you. I have a problem. He might be able to fix it."

He steadied a finger at Not-Kakashi, slumped on the concrete. He was definitely going to be sore when he woke up.

"Fuck you!" Not-Iruka yelled, his voice becoming hoarse, "If you need someone's help, you fucking ask like a civil human being! You don't fucking assault them!"

Kakashi sighed. His patience was just about finished with all of the verbal abuse. It didn't matter what Not-Iruka thought. If he couldn't get back to the war front, none of this mattered. And currently, Not-Iruka was in the way of his mission.

So he quickly susshin'd behind the hysterical man and placed a well aimed strike to the back of his head. In an instant, Not-Iruka was slumped on the ground like Not-Kakashi. With the sudden peace and quiet, Kakashi could actually think about what he was going to do next.

Especially now that a squad of 8 officers had successfully climbed onto the roof. He picked up the two unconscious teachers and lifted them onto his shoulders, holding them down with both hands. Fending off civilians, police or not, shouldn't be too much of a hassle for him, even if he could only use his legs.

Kakashi ran at the first, jump kicking him in the midsection. The man grunted and took a step back, but wasn't down like Kakashi had been expecting. Either the officer had some hidden source of chakra he couldn't detect, or he was wearing a sort of body armor.

A second rushed him from the side, holding some sort of blunt, stick-like weapon. The wide swing was slow and clumsy, allowing Kakashi to easily dodge. He landed a round house kick to the stomach of this one, attempting to feel for soft flesh. Lo and behold, Kakashi felt the hard surface of armor hidden under clothing. A few more kicks to the other officers told him that the armor covered the majority of the front, back, and shoulders. The vulnerable points would be the legs and neck.

Now that he knew what to expect, Kakashi was able to for efficiently finish off the next few attackers.

Things were going well. Six of the officers were on the ground in various states of consciousness and he'd barely broken a sweat. Suddenly, however, he heard a loud bang and instantly felt a terrible pain in the muscle of his left leg. Kakashi winced and let out a grunt. The feeling was not unlike getting stabbed with a dull knife. It hurt like hell, but he'd had worse.

Kakashi turned around to see a man pointing a small black object at him. Thinking back to his previous studies in the library, he figured that this was the device called a 'gun'. And that he was most likely just shot with a 'bullet'. It was one thing reading about such a device in a book and quite another seeing it in action. Kakashi had to admit that it was fascinating that a device could be wielded by chakra-void civilians and yet still administer theoretically lethal force.

He would tend to his wound later. Kakashi could feel blood running from the open wound in his leg and he knew he had to finish this quickly. Not caring that he was against civilians anymore, Kakashi shunshin'd from officer to officer. Some of the officers were left merely unconscious, while others had been pushed off the side of the roof. Kakashi winced but didn't allow himself to dwell too much on it.

Once he was sure no more officers actively chasing him, Kakashi adjusted his grip on the two bodies on his shoulders and ran to find a place he could dress his wounds.


Developing Story: Man Jumps Out Of Window, Commits Robbery

Kizamu City. A man who had been transferred to the hospital after a possible suicide attempt last Thursday afternoon had awoken without complication. He proved to be violent, attacking hospital staff before jumping through a fifth story window.

Recent Update:

The man has now been identified as Hatake Kakashi.

A woman who works in the Red Light District and wishes to remain anonymous claims to have encountered him. She told us in a brief interview, "He told me his name was Kakashi. But he didn't want to reveal too much, as if he was guilty of something."

After an investigation by our journalists, it was discovered that there is only one citizen residing in Kizamu City registered with the given name "Kakashi." Hatake Kakashi is recorded as having the unique, white hair that was seen on the suspect.

Hatake is currently a school teacher at Kizamu South Middle School.

Police are currently investigating Hatake's connection to the recent crimes.

This story is currently developing. More details will come out as they are released by the police.