I always thought what Kakashi might be thinking when...Never mind! You'll just have to find out on your own!

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Chapter 4: Kakashi's Dream

Later that night, Kakashi got into bed and started thinking about what the next day's training should be.

He didn't think very long before he fell asleep.

He was 6 years old again, running home from passing the chunnin exams. He was grinning from ear - to -ear and everyone he passed congratulated him grinning as well.

He reached the porch to his home, feeling relieved to finally be back.

He opened the door, not bothering to close it once inside, and called out for his father.

There was no reply.

He tried again only to be answered by the quietness of the house. Something wasn't right.

He tried to reassure himself. Maybe he just went out on an errand and would be home later.

He suddenly felt hungry.

He walked towards the kitchen. The feeling wouldn't go away. Why did he feel like something was wrong.

He passed by his father's room and noticed that the door was open. That was strange. Father never left his bedroom door open.

He peeked inside - and froze. His father was lying on the floor, face down, with blood pooled between his head and waist.

He ran in yelling to his father, but not hearing his voice. He turned him over to find his father covered in blood from the waist up. His eyes were closed. And there was a knife through his heart. His hands were wrapped around the hilt of the small blade.

Why did he kill himself? Why!

Tears filled his eyes and he wept over the body of his father.

"DADDY!" he cried out to nobody.

Kakashi awoke with a start. For a minute he sat up in his bed, recoiling from the nightmare.

The pain from the dream was too much. He started to cry softly to himself.

He sat there sobbing for a good 10 minutes before drawing up his trembling knees, wrapping his around them, and putting his head on them.

"It still hurts," Kakashi thought to himself.

After a minute, a he got out of bed and went into the kitchen, not even knowing what he was doing.

After having a glass of water, he went back to bed, despite the fact that he was afraid he'd have the dream again.

He sat outside the Lord Hokage's office in a hard, uncomfortable wooden chair.

His aunt, and possible new guardian, was speaking to the Hokage.

"I'm not sure I'll be able to take him...I have children of my own that I have to care for." That was his aunt speaking. There was no mistaking her high-pitched whine.

"I know, but he can't stay on his own. He needs someone to take care of him. He is still only a child."

"And I told you that I have my own children to care for! I don't need a burden like him around my house!"

For a minute there was silence. "...Okay, thank you. You may leave."

"Hmph." She walked out of the office then glared at him as if it was his fault that he was now an orphen.

After she left, another woman came in with silver hair and dark eyes. Just like him. His aunt had dark hair in blue eyes, from his mother's side of the family. This woman must have been a relative of his.

She smiled and then walked into the Hokage's office.

"Can I help you?" the Hokage asked, trying not to show his anger at the dark haired aunt.

"Yes. I am here for Kakashi."

He stiffened and sat up straighter to hear better.

"Are you a relative of his?"

"Yes. I am his aunt. His father's sister. I am very upset that he has...that this has happened. I know that Kakashi must be to. His mother's family doesn't care for him. He needs someone to be able to help him get through this. We can help each other. I will take him in."

He felt a sudden emotion inside him. Hope. He had hope now that someone could give him. Hope for the future.

"Very well then. You will now be completely responsible for him. You just need to fill out these forms and you'll have to go to court before you have full guardianship, but he may stay with you from now on."

"Thank you, Lord Hokage."

She walked out of the office and smiled at him.

"Well Kakashi, everything will be alright now. You will stay with me."

Kakashi smiled and grabbed his few belongings. They started off down the road, walking side - by - side, both smiling at each other.

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Jin: Aw, isn't that sweet.

Chi: Aw, I wish my aunt was like that.

Frailor: You don't have an aunt, Chi. You're not even a real person!

Chi: So! Neither are you!

Jin: sigh