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Pakkun Days

Sakumo's New Assistant

I'm all alone in Kakashi's room. Ex-clean room to be exact.

A grin grows on my face at the living disaster I have caused, making it look like a tornado mixed with an earthquake came rampaging through here. Several floor boards are missing, cracked, or broken. His clothes are ripped to shreds, and any underwear he had, well now is no more. His cot is now leaning against the wall, with claw marks raked down it's side, front, and a corner of it is missing. The metal frame is strewn across the way, a leg bent out of shape, and a broke stem. The only thing left untouched is his pillow, which I'm currently sitting on, which is on top of the mess of his bookshelf and scrolls.

Revenge is sweet, especially since he won't be coming back to this for another week. Oh he'll be in for a surprise when he gets back.

I leave the room with a new swing in my step, as I kick the door back with my right back leg, humming a happy tune. This is the song that doesn't end, yes it goes on and on my friends! Some people started singing it not knowing what it was; and they'll continue singing it forever, just because. This is the song that doesn't end, yes it goes on and on my friends! Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was; and they'll continue singing it forever-

"You're in a happy mood, Pakkun. Usually when Kakashi's away, you're always moping."

My eyes glare at Sakumo: 'way-to-ruin-the-mood' type glare. He chuckles at me, as he places his plate on the table, mine already set up. I smile, my mood brightening at his cooking. Kami-sama, I thank you that Sakumo is a heavenly cook.

After eating, I head out to the backyard, to go wrestle with Sakumo's pack, but Sakumo whistles to me, catching my attention.

"Hmm? Did you need something Sakumo?" I sit, my head tilting in curiosity as my ears perk up.

"Well, it's my second week at the academy, and I was wondering if you wanted to come along? Of course, you don't have to, but the students have been begging for me to bring a ninken, and I'm afraid my own pack might start telling 'bloody tales'-"

I stare at him quizically, before interrupting him. "But the kids won't understand what they are talking about anyways, nobody in your pack can speak 'human'."

He lets out a sigh, before continuing. "The Inuzuka kids in the class will hear things... things that they shouldn't."

I roll my eyes, before smirking. "Plus I can talk, so everyone can understand me is an advantage as well?"

"Exactly!" Sakumo gives me a wide grin, his lips pull up in a sweet expression. How could I say no to him, when the past few month's he was contemplating suicide.

"Sure." My tail wags, wondering what the academy is like. Kakashi only spent a year there, and he never took me there before. "It'll be great, right?"

Sakumo's eyes gleam, as he nods fervently. "Yes, Pakkun."

Sakumo you two-faced-lying-bi-

"Ow!" A child pulled at my lips, as I sent a glare her way. "Don't purl on me." The kids kept crowding around, curious as to how I was talking. Of course, these freaking civilian children.

"Get off!" I yell, as I release killing intent, and the small, bratty, impudent midgets immediately back up. Sakumo's hand hits the top of my head, as I continue growling.

"Now, now, Pakkun. No need to get angry. So do any of you have questions for him?" He gives an endearing smile to the class, trying to maintain a peaceful class. Smart move old man.

Almost all the hands raise up, as I stare at them. Sakumo points to a girl, as she has two dogs near her. The larger one looks like an Akita and the smaller one, probably a Japanese Spitz.

"Are you Hatake Kakashi's summon?" Her voice echos across the room, as more of the other girls start paying attention.

I roll my eyes. "Are you Hatake Kakashi's summon?" I repeat in a falsetto voice. "Sure sure, don't introduce yourself, because I give out info like this to little pint size strangers-"

Sakumo quickly clamps a hand on my mouth, as he gives me a glare. He lets go as I let out a sigh, and the girl is now blushing out of embarrassment as the class snickers.

"I'm the ninken, Pakkun. Yah, I'm Hatake Kakashi's summon. You?"

"Inuzuka Akira." She murmurs, before sitting down. Two-thirds of the female hands go down. Sakumo points to a boy, as he shifts his black glasses.

"Aburame Shikiba. Have you ever killed before?"

The class took a silent turn, as I had to think seriously for a second. Answer yes, for I have killed in a past life, and this life. Lying wouldn't do them any good, they had to know what they were getting into.

"Yes, I have killed."

The students in front backed up in their seats as their eyes pierced me with either fear or a fighting spirit... ch, typical fight or flight reactions. The boy, Shikiba, had not moved, not even his face. Strange kid.

"I prefer not to." Because running is a lot easier and less bloodier. "But for the sake of my friends and Konoha, I'll kill to protect."

Sakumo stood a little straighter behind me, as the boy was satisfied with my answer, as the kids in the class relaxed.

A few more hands were still up, as Sakumo pointed to the next kid, as I rolled my eyes. How many more questions am I going to have to answer? Aren't you supposed to be teaching!

"I'm Shiroi, and I was wondering Pakkun-san, what is a mission like?"

I put a paw to my chin, as I closed my eyes, pondering on what to say.

"Hmm, it depends on what type of mission. Most of my skills are meant for tracking, so I usually track lost items, children, criminals, important documents, stuff of that nature. Although sometimes I'll get an easy mission of delivery, guarding, or another service."

The girl's eyes were still shining with wonderment, as she spoke. "Pakkun-san! Could you maybe re-tell one of your missions?"

I turned back to Sakumo, as he gave me a smile, but his eyes shone with that look. 'Keep-it-PG-or-no-meat-for-a-year.'

"Well, there was this one time, when Kakashi and I had to do a D-rank, which most of you will be doing when you become a genin. We had to go and track down this cat named Tora. It was my first time on the job, and boy was I excited. The chunnin at the quest handout desk always spoke of how the record to capture Tora had been held by a genin team back in the day, and it only took them an hour. Kakashi and I shared this look, where we both knew we were going to beat that record. He wanted to get it under an hour, I wanted to cut the time in half and get it done in half."

The kids seemed to be interested in my story, as I continued.

"So we went out, as Minato-sensei just chuckled at our aspirations-"

"What's an aspiration, Pakkun-san?" A student quickly interuppted, as other heads nodded. I sometimes forget that Kakashi doesn't represent the norm for children here in the 'Naruto' world. As such, not every kid has a vast vocabulary like him, or will pretend that they do.

"Umm... he was chuckling at our goal. So we continued looking for the feline fiend."

"What do you mean by "feline fiend"?" I roll my eyes again, how am I supposed to tell a story, when every other sentence I'm being questioned on the meaning of the words! I'd have to dumb this down... a lot.

"I'm talking about Tora. It's a hyperbole, and before someone asks what a hyperbole is, it's an exaggeration. And an exaggeration is making something sound better or worse than it is."

I continued on, as the kids laughed at portions, and sat intently at others. It was quite nice, going over the D-ranks I had to run through with Kakashi. Before long Sakumo patted my head, as he signaled to the kids.

"Well, it seems we have to continue on with class." The class let out a groan of disappointment. That's when I recognized a waving hand, as a boy with orange goggles was jumping up and down. I squinted my eyes, and low and behold my eyes started making out Uchiha Obito, Nohara Rin, Sarutobi Asuma, Yuhi Kurenai, Ebisu, Shiranui Genma, and Might Guy.

Shit, Sakumo was teaching Kakashi's fellow comrades! I fucking called it! I'm a true psychic!

"Will Pakkun comeback?" He shouted out, as Sakumo turned to me.

I shrugged. "If I have time, and Sakumo lets me."

Sakumo turned to the class. "Well, everyone will have to work hard, so we can have extra time like we did today to invite Pakkun again."

Everyone cheered, as I let out a sigh. Sakumo then smirked. Wait, smirked?!

He looked out to the class, as I was walking slowly to the door. His low voice bellowed out to the class, as my ears froze. "And to the student that graduates with the highest score will get to touch Pakkun's paw pads."

"What?!" I cried out, as the class looked at Sakumo confused. Sakumo cleared his throat, before speaking.

"It is a great deal to touch a dog's paw pads, especially Pakkun's, because his are the softest, squishiest, and cutest in the Hatake Clan's Summon Group."

The class let out a unanimous 'awe'.

I glared at them all. "Who gave you permission, huh Sakumo?! I don't even let Kakashi touch them!"

The class seemed even more fired up, as one girl cried out. "I'll get the top scores, Sakumo-sensei!"

Another boy from across the room shouted, "No I will! You suck at the physical stretches in P.E.!"

A boy up above him shouted. "Well you suck at Math! I'll best all of you!"

"With the power of youth, I shall touch Pakkun's paw pads or run around the village one hundred times, while juggling puppies!"

"I shall get the highest scores, because I'm going to be the next Hokage!"

I let out a groan, as I put my paws over my eyes. Sakumo smiled down at me.

"Well, Pakkun, seems like you have a lot of competition over you."

Sakumo! You are more evil than your son! Now I know where he gets his dastardly-shrewd-ways from!

After meeting the youth of the academy, my popularity had arisen. Quite too much for my liking. On a daily basis, I get asked by young kids all sorts of questions or favors. The most popular one: To touch my paw pads.

All because Sakumo suggested I go! I should've never agreed!

I sneak around the corner, as Kuromaru snickers next to me, as we stroll into town. I use him as a makeshift hiding place, as I try and hide myself amongst his long legs.

"So Pakkun, I hear you have your own fanclub, just like Kakashi?"

"I have a torture club, is what it is." I grumble back, as Kuromaru gives me a wolfish grin with a deep chuckling sound mixed with a doggish rumble from his throat.

"So, do you have more girls or boys?"

"I don't keep count, I just avoid!" I growl back.

"Well I'd rather have a fan club and an owner that doesn't really hassle me, unlike Tsume. All she does is haggle me and complain about her 'current' boyfriend, whoever the hell he may be."

"I'd rather have to deal with that, than a kid with stunted social skills, practically puts himself and everyone around him in danger by 'trying' to be a prodigy, freakin can't decide whether or not where his loyalties lie in question to the village or people important to him, and will probably end up slaughtering tons of people, friend and foe alike, and being scarred for life."

Kuromaru raises an eyebrow up at me. "Well I hope you aren't a psychic, because that'd pretty much suck for you to deal with that emotional baggage."

I let out a gruff sigh. "Ugh, you don't even know the half of it."

"What, are you going to ramble again? Look sometimes I can keep up with your insane assumptions and hypothetical situations; however if this is going to be revolving around me again, I'd rather not discuss my as of late dreams I've been having."

"Fair enough." I stalked a little behind Kuromaru, as he continued keeping an eye out. He recently has been looking tired, probably from nightmares he's been having, as all summons usually do. However, he hasn't really talked about them, and if I ask if it's the missions that are getting to him, he always ends the conversation with a strong 'No', very highly suspicious of 'reincarnation soul unconscious memory output' (R-SUMO for short).

R-SUMO usually happens a lot more often, during the earlier life times, than in later ones. When I had the ability to remember my past lives, with my current life, it took me a while to connect it as reincarnation. I usually took it as an overactive imagination, until I started connecting the lines in my more 'connective minds' of when I was reincarnated as more sophisticated life.

Aka, Human Virus Soul Syndrome doesn't bring along the smarts of the human mind.

Which really sucks when you're reincarnated as a Planarian flatworm. Freakin' immortal creatures, when it comes to cutting them up. Basic fun facts: You can cut them up and they'll regrow into new organisms. But wait just how small? 1/279th, apparently, at least from my last memory of Wikipedia. But I digress, as I was sadly eaten within the first year of my life as a Planarian flatworm. I would've known better not to swim and eat from the place that all the predators lurked in, if I had per-emptive thinking like I did as a human. But as a Planarian flatworm, I just didn't give a fuck and ate whatever shit I wanted to, where I wanted to.

And that's the message kids, when you try and be a wannabe-thug, you end up getting eaten by a more intelligent organism than you. Or one with sharper teeth.

Oh sorry, back to the situation with Kuromaru.

The last time he had described a nightmare, had been vaguely reminiscent of the early times of this world, but I really had no clue of how reincarnation worked here, versus 'Earth'. I try and not worry over him, his pride as a 'wolf' wouldn't be able to take having a 'shrimp' pug like me, worrying about him. Not only would that put me in an alpha position over him, but he'd chew me out for having a soft heart. Now I couldn't have that now, could I?

"But anyways, thanks for keeping me company through the village." I stated, after we had been walking next to each other in silence.

"You mean being your mobile safe spot, right?" He grins at me, as I roll my eyes.

"Shut up."

I walk back home, before my nose picks up Kakashi's scent. I freeze, as I slowly creep through the front hallway, before my eyes catch up with my 'chakra sense'. There he is, sitting on the couch, just watching T.V.? Well, while reading a book, so he obviously has the T.V. on for background purposes, no need to state the obvious.

"Oh Pakkun you're home." I let out an audible gulp. He wasn't supposed to be back this early. And shit, his room, has he been in his room? Well of course! After a mission he always bunkers out on the bed.

Then why isn't he yelling at me? I'm ready for a fight with him, anytime. But this calm exterior he is exuding, is much too strange.

He pats the seat next to him, as I jump up and join him on the couch slowly. "Y-yo."

His eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. "Why are you acting so skittish?"

I turn my gaze to the T.V. "Who's acting like a cowardly scaredy cat, that even a goldfish could appear braver!?" I mumble angrily under my breath.

Kakashi rolls his eyes. "And here I was actually worried about you acting strange..." He lets out a sigh, as he pulls me closer to him. I look at him strangely. Okay, who's the one acting strange again?

"Umm, Bakashi? Did you hit your head or something on your last mission?"

He glares at me, before pulling me up, face to face with him. "You little... and to think I actually let you take time off." He lets me down in his lap, as he pets my head. "You want me to go and get the comb, Pakkun?"

I shake my head vigorously. For some reason whenever Kakashi brushed me, it was one of the worst tortures of this world. Plus, I'm short haired, I don't really need high-maintenance.

He goes back to reading his book, as he scratches faintly behind my left ear. I relax in his lap, as I curl up. It's strange, he's acting really friendly to me... too friendly. I'll play along, until things hit the van, and explode. Then I may just have to hide out in Sakumo's pack for a while.

A few hours pass by, before Kakashi finally sets his book down. "Shall we go to bed now?" He questions. My eyes go big and wide with confusion, as I step away from him, to the opposite side of the couch.

"Okay at first I thought you were just messing with me. But who are you and what have you done with Hatake Kakashi?"

He rolls his eyes. "What I can't spend some time with my summon."

"Is it because I had a near-death experience? Because I promise to become immortal if you never act like that ever again." Although it was nice, it was so not the Kakashi I knew.

His eye twitched with anger. He just slapped the book to his face, as he mumbled a couple things to himself. "Whatever I guess I'll be going to bed." He brushed past me, without hesitation or even looking back at me. I let out a sigh.

That's more like the Kakashi I know.

His feet patter against he stairs, as they continue down the hallway. Oh yah his room. I walk with expert dexterity and chakra control as I make my way over to the front door. I can hear him opening his creaky knob, that he's always complained to his father. That's when his chakra spikes.

"PAKKUN! WHAT DID YOU DO WHILE I WAS GONE!?"

Well, I might've not heard anything past his outburst of my name, because... well I was outta of that motherfucking house faster than Road Runner escaping Wile E. Coyote.

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