Disclaimer: Still don't own Naruto, and to be honest I don't really want to.

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After his nasty fall Kakashi was found unconscious by his companion. With great care Gai had carried him to bed, tucked him in and left him for sleep. He had been thinking about sending a message to Hokage and a medic-nin, since Kakashi's condition seemed to get worse.

The silver haired one kept asleep for hours, stuck in a dream.

He could smell fresh grass and flowers all around him, he could hear the wind rustling through the trees and grass, and he could feel the pleasantly warm rays of the sun shining through the leaves. This seemed like paradise, forest as far as he could see, no one to disturb him. Slowly Kakashi started to walk in his own direction, where he was or where he was going he didn't know, didn't care.

Very soon he could hear a pair of footsteps similar to his own. As the Jounin turned his head he looked straight into the face of a long lost enemy. The bandages covering the man's face were soaked with blood, the red substance dripping from his chin onto his bare chest, and soaking his pants. Many weapons of all kinds were sticking out of the man's back, large and small making the man drag a trail of blood behind him.

With great trouble Kakashi tried to remember a name, nothing came to mind. Behind the man a young boy, or girl, he couldn't tell. Blood dripping from the child's eyes as if he was crying. A mask, broken to pieces covered only half of its face, little bits breaking and falling on the grassy ground. The child was covered with cuts and a few bruises, clothing torn.

Again the Sensei couldn't come up with a name.

Kakashi turned around to leave; he bumped into another familiar boy, his blond hair dripping with red. The child was scratched and torn, his orange attire more red then was good for him. He had no visible wounds, but many could be seen through the patterns behind his clothes. The silver haired one took a step back, confused and scared, and all alone.

Before he could get ready to run the large male behind him jumped on him, using his weight to slam Kakashi to the ground. Suddenly the Jounin felt weak, he was able to push the man away, the child with the broken mask throwing itself on his legs, and the boy behind him grabbing his face. A flash of green shot by the Sensei after he had pushed both children of him. Many more people surrounding him, many a face he knew, no names attached to them.

A male dressed in green, eyeing heavy and strong, and a youngster dressed exactly the same, only smaller. A soft tug at his arm made him look down to the pink girl smiling at him. She made him smile, until her face lost colour and she grabbed his arm as best as she could. The pink mass bit down and pulled as hard as she could, biting through skin and muscle.

The silver haired one screamed in shock, a heavy weight suddenly taking him down again. An arm held him down, wrapped around his neck depriving him from air. For a moment the Jounin looked at the scarred male´s face, until more weight set on his body. Another female had dropped near his legs, using her sharp nails to grip at his hip. She bit through flesh, her teeth scraping alongside bones and nerves. The large male dressed in green grabbed the edge of his mask and ripped it off, he leaned in to what seemed like giving him a kiss, but he bit down on the edge of Kakashi's mouth and pulled, taking a lot of skin when he pulled back. His headband was ripped away, along with some hair and two sharp nailed fingers were shoved into his eye, the soft skin tore apart and sticky tissue dripped over his face.

Kakashi cried his lungs out when someone bit his leg, biting through bone. Someone else bit his knee, when she pulled her head back she ripped a part of his kneecap. She bit down again, ripping more flesh and bone away from his leg. Through the pain and fear he failed to notice his vest was pulled away, the male with the bandaged face bit down where his stomach was, between his ribs. Hi bet down through the cloth covering his face, ripping much skin away. A black haired male bit down on his shoulder, using a hand to rip Kakashi's collarbone out. The cracking was loud, a piece of bone sticking out from where the child had bitten.

More of them started to gnaw away at his body. Tears were streaming over the Jounin's remaining eye. It hurt, hurt so bad he couldn't stop crying and screaming. Above his screaming he vaguely heard someone laugh.

Then everything stopped. It went black.

He could smell his own scent. It was quiet again, the agony was gone. Kakashi's heartbeat was racing, and he was softly sobbing.

He was bathing in sweat and crying in pain, but he felt something, something in the back of his mind, cracking, and soon, he snapped…

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