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Chapter 2
Sensei
Kotetsu leaned back in his chair, balancing it back on two of its legs, and propped his feet up on the desk in front of him. His teammate, Izumo, sat drowsily beside him leaning; chin in hand, against his side of the desk. Letting out a giant yawn, Kotetsu shifted back into a more comfortable position in his chair. The two had been assigned gate duty today, and the hot summer weather mixed with the lull in traffic made them both want to curl up and sleep the day away; however, doing so would probably get them kicked off gate duty permanently and after weeks up helping the new Godaime Hokage get settled in, this was a most welcome break.
Kotetsu shuddered, rubbing his head in remembrance of the horrible collision between his forehead and the Hokage's chair after she flung it out the office window in a fit of fury. He winced at the memory. Yes, it was far safer out here guarding against intruders than risking the ever changing mood of Tsunade-sama.
Unexpectedly, a blur of silver and green streaked by, startling the two guards on duty. A loud crash could be heard as Kotetsu's chair toppled over backwards. He sat there shocked stiff with limbs all akimbo; so much for his head.
Izumo called out, "Ah! Kakashi-san didn't you just… get in?" But Kakashi was long gone before he could even finish asking.
As a matter of fact, Hatake Kakashi had arrived through those very gates not long ago, however, as soon as he heard the state of things from the Hokage he rushed back out immediately.
Not far outside of Konoha, Kakashi stopped. Reaching for the small pouch wrapped about his leg he retrieved a kunai, lightly slitting his thumb in the process. He stood very still for a moment; feeling and forming his chakra, then formed the proper hand seals to summon his loyal companions.
Almost instantly he was surrounded by dogs of all shapes and sizes. With a quiet command of "find them" they scattered in all directions in search of their quarry. It wasn't long before a howl pierced the air; in a flash, he was off in hot pursuit.
Back by the gates, a loan figure stood half concealed by a tree. She stood there melancholy, hair blowing the breeze, whispering a prayer, "Please bring them back, Sensei."