Author's Note: Here's the last chapter. Not the ending I imagined at all but things change :3. Hope you enjoyed the story! Enjoy ^_^

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He stood in his godfather's living room. He had lived here ever since his father died. Everyone had thought his father was going to die from his injuries but no, he died from a heart attack. He remembered the day perfectly. He had gone to see his dad in the hospital with his granddad. He dad was having a heart attack and died.

Yoshi clenched his jaw and his godfather came downstairs. "Ready?" Yoshi nodded and followed Kakashi. He had been living with Kakashi ever since that day. At first, things had been hard because Kakashi blamed himself for Naruto's death. It had been hard on Yoshi too because Naruto had promised he would never leave him. He had broken that promise when he died. Yoshi had also blamed Kakashi for his father's death.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't went to talk to Dad he would still be alive!" A six-year-old Yoshi shouted at Kakashi for the first time.

Kakashi looked hurt. "Yoshi, I was trying to convince him not to go after Sasuke." Kakashi said squatting down to Yoshi's level.

"I don't care! It's your fault!" Yoshi said shoving Kakashi but he didn't go anywhere. Yoshi then ran out of the house and ran until he grew tried.

Kakashi stayed squatting on the floor with his head bowed. He had a single tear running down his cheek. He didn't want Yoshi to yell at him but he also blamed himself. He had from the moment Naruto had a heart attack. The tear hit the ground with Kakashi thinking, Naruto, what have I done?

Yoshi had stopped blaming Kakashi for his father's death after Sasuke came to kill Yoshi. Kakashi had ended up killing Sasuke and Yoshi had a scar that would always remind him of that day. It went from his right shoulder to his left hip. It was an ugly scar that Sasuke had given him. He didn't like it. Kakashi had killed him nine years ago when Yoshi was nine. Now, Yoshi was a Chunin at the age of sixteen. Yoshi was almost an exact replica of Naruto. The only difference was his hair. His hair was like his mom's. Yoshi wore black pants with an orange shirt. He wore orange in honor of this father. It didn't match his hair but he didn't give a damn.

"Where are we going?" Yoshi asked Kakashi.

"You'll find out when we get there," Kakashi said leading Yoshi through the village. Yoshi didn't say anything and followed in silence remembering his father's funeral.

Yoshi was standing in-between Kakashi and Jiraiya. They were at his father's funeral. Yoshi was crying. He knew Kakashi would be mad but he didn't care. They were talking about his father. Tsunade was up at the front talking about Naruto. She was also crying. With all the tears, it was raining. It always seemed to rain at funerals. Yoshi sobbed even harder when Tsunade started talking about his last day alive. Yoshi buried his head in Kakashi's pant leg. However, not before he saw Kakashi crying. Yoshi didn't think much of it at the time and thought it was the rain. Tsunade stopped talking and walked next to Jiraiya, Kakashi, and Yoshi. She rubbed Yoshi's head as he cried. They lowered the casket into the ground and Yoshi walked up to the hole. He dropped something in there. It was a piece of paper. Kakashi had seen him drop it.

Later that night, Kakashi asked Yoshi, "Yoshi? What did you drop into Naruto's grave?"

Yoshi looked up shocked. He didn't think anyone known anyone had seen him. "A note."

Kakashi raised his one visible eyebrow. "What did it say?"

"We're here," Kakashi said interrupting Yoshi's memory. He looked around and saw they were at his dad's grave.

"Why are we here?" Yoshi asked.

"To pay respect to your father," Kakashi said standing with his hands in his pockets. It started to rain.

"Why? Yesterday was the tenth death-aversary. We came yesterday. Why are we coming again?"

"Yoshi, just respect. Your father loved you. You love him, you still do. I hear you cry sometimes. You still haven't gotten over his death. Have you?" Kakashi asked as the rain started to fall harder.

Yoshi just shook his head without saying anything. It was true. Right now, he wanted to cry. He couldn't, he was ninja. They weren't supposed to show emotion. Yoshi swallowed as tears leaked over the brim of his eyes. He remembered the day when Naruto had told him about Hinata. His first wife. She was supposed to have a child but she died. From Sasuke. Yoshi vividly remembered the day his mom had died. Mom had died. He had seen her die and had had a dream about her. He remembered her saying she died protecting him and dad. She had said she loved him. He had never told anyone what else she said and never will. Yoshi swallowed again. "Kakashi?"

"Hmmm?"

"Do you remember the day of Dad's funeral? When I dropped the note into the grave?"

"Yeah, I've always wanted to know what it said. You never did tell me. Even when I asked you." Kakashi said looking over at Yoshi.

"I know. I was afraid." Yoshi admitted. "I wanted me to only know what the note said. I'm ready to tell you though."

Kakashi nodded. "If you're ready then you can tell me, I'll listen."

"J'adore mon père. I will remember you forever," Yoshi said looking at the grave stone.

"What? Since when do you speak French?" Kakashi asked looking at Yoshi surprised.

"That's the only phrase I know. It means, 'I love you father.' Dad had taught it to me just to make mom mad." Yoshi said chuckling lightly.

Kakashi chuckled lightly with Yoshi. "Naruto would do that."

I stopped laughing. "I wish...I wish mom and dad were still alive."

Kakashi stopped laughing and nodded. "I do too, I do too."

Yoshi looked up at the sky. He had learned one more word in French. From Jiraiya. Yoshi thought while looking up at the sky, J'adore mon père et ma mere. I will remember you forever.

-The End-