A/N: I'm so entirely sorry about this wait; I've been really busy. Kind of, then I lost my muse for writing the fanfic, and THEN I realized a huge loophole in what I had written which threw off everything else I had written, so here's the next chapter. I'm sorry again, don't hate me!

I do not own Naruto, but this story is my original

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Kakashi unlocked the door to his apartment and swung the door open. It was dark by the time they arrived, since Naruto's injuries had started to act up. And now, as he stepped over the threshold, he was breathing heavily. "I still don't understand why you couldn't have carried me," He gasped, narrowing his eyes and limping past him and dropping into a chair at his table.

"You made it, didn't you?" Kakashi smiled beneath the bandages and flicked on the lights, and walked into the bathroom, looking for something. A few bottles rattled and the faucet turned on, and then off and he returned with a bottle of aspirin and a glass of water. He placed them in front of Naruto and went into the kitchen. "Are you hungry?"

"Starving," Naruto said as he popped the pills into his mouth and took a sip of water. As soon as he swallowed, he realized how thirsty he actually was and guzzled down the rest of the glass.

"Well, I don't feel like cooking, so I'll order in, what do you want?" Kakashi refilled his glass and handed it back.

"Ramen," He said after a few large gulps. Kakashi nodded and disappeared in the kitchen for a few moments. During that time, Naruto looked around Kakashi's apartment. It was plain and seemed like he didn't really spend much time there. This life was so distant from his old one. Would he ever get used to life in this era?

"They'll be here in a few minutes, can you last that long?" Kakashi returned and sat down at the table across from Naruto, leaning forward and staring at him intently. "So, what really happened to you?"

"I'll tell you if you tell me what happened to you." Naruto also leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. They stared at each other a few moments when Kakashi answered.

"Nothing," Kakashi held up his hands and leaned back again, crossing his arms. He was obviously smiling beneath his bandages. Naruto slapped the tabletop, glaring at Kakashi.

"That's not fair!" He shouted, and Kakashi just chuckled. "It's not funny!"

"But it's the truth."

"Still isn't fair," Naruto mumbled, looking sideways and folded his arms across his chest angrily. "If it really was nothing, you'd take off the bandages."

"Fine, if it's the only way you'll believe--" Kakashi was interrupted as the doorbell rang. "There's your ramen." He stood up, answered the door, thanked and paid the delivery man and came back, taking his place and sliding the bag towards Naruto, who automatically tore into it. "As I was saying," Kakashi eyed Naruto as he slurped the noodles ravenously until they were gone, and then moved on to the second bowl. "If it's the only way you'll believe me, I'll take them off."

Naruto stopped mid-slurp and looked up at Kakashi. "Really," He asked through a mouthful of ramen.

In reply, Kakashi began to unwrap his hands. Naruto swallowed his mouthful and watched with wide eyes. Once they were free, Kakashi flexed his fingers and began unwrapping his face.

Naruto drew in a sharp breath. This would be the first time he saw Kakashi's face! 'Sasuke and Sakura would be so jealous!' He thought, and automatically regretted it as a pain shot through his heart.

"Happy?" Kakashi interrupted his reminiscing and Naruto looked up, his aching heart almost stopping. There actually wasn't anything too special about his face, just the fact that he finally knew stunned him.

"Not quite," Naruto said, and then paused. "What about your eye-patch?"

"What? Oh yeah, forgot about that." He quickly removed it, but left his eye closed. This was when Naruto recognized the scar down his cheek.

"Open your eye," Naruto said, almost warily, raising an eyebrow and watching closely. A small, mischievous smile appeared on Kakashi's face. He opened his eye and Naruto had to do a double take at the familiar, red eye.

'Sharingan?' Naruto thought, staring at Kakashi. "But that means..."

"Hello Naruto, Konoha's Number-One Knuckle-headed Ninja."