"We have a new student today. This is Hatake Kakashi."
"Yo," Kakashi waved, lazily scanning the room. He didn't have a very high impression of the academy. His classmates were dull and easy to read and his Chunin Sensei didn't seem to be the sharpest Kunai in the shed. The man couldn't even detect the Henge Kakashi was under when he pat Kakashi's head.
"Any questions for Hatake-kun?" the Chunin asked.
"Oh, oh!" A goggled boy raised his hand. Judging by the class reports Kakashi had read this would be Uchiha Obito. "Why's your hair grey?"
Dumb. Kakashi's classmates were dumb, unprofessional and lacking the skill it took to become shinobi.
"It's silver," Kakashi stated, nodding to another boy he recognized as Sarutobi Asuma.
"Any relation to the White Fang?"
"Yes," Kakashi sighed, and shrugged to a no name civilian girl.
"Do you have a girl friend?"
Kakashi twitched but was quick to school his features. Shinobi must never show any emotion. Still, was that girl stupid? They were what? Eight, nearing nine years old… much to young to be in a relationship.
"No."
The Chunin Sensei chuckled, and Kakashi could practically feel how tense the Chunin was. "Well, Hatake-kun, why don't you have a seat by Obito?"
Said boy waved and Kakashi made his way to the back of the classroom. "Hi, I'm Uchiha Obito. Nice to meet you!" He stuck out his hand.
"I know," Kakashi grunted, ignoring the hand and plopped himself in the chair. He ignored the, 'jerk' coming from his side.
Kakashi eyed the Sensei as the man went over the theory of the Henge… The same Jutsu Kakashi was currently under. What a drag. There was nothing Kakashi could learn here. Well maybe he could hone in on his skill by using the academy as practice.
He successfully infiltrated the academy, so now he could work on sabotage and espionage. Both were great skills to have if Kakashi ever decided to join the Anbu.
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After school, Kakashi tailed after the Uchiha.
There was one thing he had overlooked when infiltrating the academy. And that was the need for school supplies.
It would be strange if four year old Hatake Kakashi went into a shop requesting textbooks and dulled weapons, and going as a eight year old Kakashi was completely out of the question. Kakashi might not have been well known, but his hair alone gave away his relationship to Sakumo. Word would travel back to his father quickly if Kakashi did anything strange. As a prodigy, requesting books below Genin level and academy appropriate weapons when he'd been working with sharp tools his whole life, would be a dead give away.
So Kakashi followed Uchiha Obito. Once he gathered enough data about his target's personality, he would impersonate his classmates to buy the tools required.
Trailing the Uchiha was quite eye opening. The boy was liked by almost everyone he talked to. Civilians seemed fond of him and would often tease him about their class mate Nohara Rin. The Uchiha also looked to be the black sheep of his clan.
One of the reasons Kakashi had dropped his Henge to return to his four year old self, was because he feared that the police force would notice his disguise. With their Sharingan it would take a miracle to not get caught. But there were no Uchiha guarding Obito from the shadows and any that came within a certain distance would skirt away.
This just made his job a whole lot easier. Kakashi waited for Obito to enter a house on the outskirts of the Uchiha compound before heading to the weapon shop.
A quick Henge later, and Uchiha Obito stood where Kakashi was and the boy jumped off the roof.
"Oji-chan," Kakashi called, grinning like a fool at the weaponsmith behind the counter.
"Ah, Obito-kun, back for another set of weapons already?"
"Yeah," Kakashi rubbed the back of his head like he saw Obito do. "I was practicing and might have lost a few."
"Alright, one sec-"
"Oh, and can I get a pouch too? Mine got shredded."
"Sure," the man said and quickly brought the items over and rung up the purchase.
"Thanks Oji-chan! I'm going to be the best ninja ever!" Kakashi said as he passed over the required ryo and attached his new pouch to his leg. Still grinning like a fool, Kakashi waved at the old man and slipped out of the shop. Once sure that he was away from any prying eyes, he dropped the henge. "Ah, I've reached my word quota for the day." A shame since he still had to buy textbooks.
A/N: Kinda boring chapter, but I felt it was needed to build up for the following chapters. From here, there should be more interaction between Kakashi and people.
