Author's Note

Even though I am actually super busy, but I managed to squeeze some time during my transit, and so here we go, another chapter written! Yay!

Prescripto13: So... you enjoying the facts that I have revealed so far?

Dreamer1984: yup, you are right... I have written the confession for the first life here, but I don't think I will write the second one too, totally not keen to write three confessions in one story lol

As always, reviews are welcome.

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(Previously)

Kakashi could figure out what his aniki was planning, however, he would obey as he has always been these years. He knew whom his lover is going to meet, as he could also smell the presence of Bunta. Without much procession, he could figure out what his aniki and mentor were planning, after all, the blond was a Namikaze. It would be disgrace, if he could not figure it out. He passed a silver wolf to his lover, asking him to go with the paper animal after the meeting with An and then fold another silver wolf just right before he slipped into the bed.

He was amazed that he went into sleep this easily. He only listened to half of the song that his record was playing. With the aid of the oil, he knew that his brain would shut down relatively quickly, but still, the speed this time caught him unexpected. He waited for his eyes to adapt the darkness of the channel, as he walked firmly towards the light, towards the end. He saw his mind palace, just like the time when he trained, instead of the time when he was sealed in the stone coffin.

A silver haired man stood by the door fame, with his upper back leaning again the oak door fame, looking down at the silver pocket watch that he held with his left hand. Without a moment of hesitation, Kakashi approached the man quickly. "Tsuki – nisan," he addressed politely, yet slightly amazed.

The man stood in front of him looked very much alike with the vampire leader, but then, Kakashi knew that they were completely different. Tsuki adopted An's outlook, the long silver hair, pale and skinny body, the only exception was that he has a pair of pale silver eyes. He chose this appearance just because he enjoyed spending time with An, and of course his current holder, Kakashi himself. According by An, when he first encountered the shikigami of the katana, the spirit has a raven outlook, a bit similar to Madara's appearance. However, no matter how the outlook alike, he was different. An was truly the night walker, almost like a shadow, Tsuki, on the other hand, literally gave other a feeling of the moon, mysterious and bright. He was not looking down at his father's sword, Sumizome, but it simply due to age, the Tsuki has simply passed so many tests and trials.

Tsuki held out a gold key up and swung in a small motion, "The elders have not yet approved, however An-chan and I both feel that it is about time to unleash some of your memories." He hand the key over to Kakashi, "I will be waiting in the drawing room. It would be more appropriated if we open one at a time."

Kakashi nodded softly, as he opened the door for the man. He then took the steps up to the room, after he saw the man disappeared into the corridor that leads towards the drawing room. He gripped the key tightly in his palm, as he was nervous, as well as excited. He has been the holder of the Tsuki for 300 years, yet, he never felt too close with the shikigami, unlike his aniki. Obviously, he knew the reason for the shikigami to choose him as the holder, rather than An. He was the second best swordsman in the clan; and that noticeably, none of them were made, partly, of the Tsuki himself.

Nonetheless, he unlocked the door with the key. He has not been into this corridor for centuries, after An went in to take away and lock some of the memories out. Even they were, still are, his memories, he felt that only Tsuki and An would know what exactly there is inside the rooms. Well, maybe the Sumizome would know, since An has a tendency of keeping his own mind palace's keys with the shikigami.

He made his way in and sat on the couch, making himself comfortable. The darkness in the room fade, as the projector began to roll. The setting of the room changed, and he remembered, it was the forest when he first met Naruto, when he was 26. He stood up as he made his way towards the village. The memories rushed into his mind like the tempest wave of the ocean. His shattered memories now begin to form and migrate into one again.

He remembered. The sweetness of the love rushed and ran across his body, even the tip of his fingers could remember the joy of holding the man that he has cared and loved for centuries.

He aware of his emotion, and that he fell in love with the blond in the first sight. However, this was different. Nothing alike. Nothing could ever compare with the richness of this strong and passionate emotion. This was his sediment that has condensed, aged for 300 hundred years.

He was still part man, part immortal by then. Technology was nothing alike with the modern age. He was a teacher, well more like a tutor by then. Even though An was worried that he could not conceal the monster in him properly, he stood by his decisions strongly, staying one of human village, near the Sasaki, instead of staying with the vampire permanently. He was young, by then; and that his aniki always decide to spoil him if it was possible. It was where he met the blond, as the boy's sensei.

Everything went smoothly, as the boy grew day by day. Their relationship only changed when the boy was 16, turning into a man. He always knew that his feelings towards the boy were different, compare to the rest of the students. Yet, with his position and status, he never thought too far ahead. He never replied to the boy's attention completely, hoping that it was just a crush.

However, he could not deny when the boy expressed his love to him, on that mid summer night. The boy has grown up, only slightly shorter than him. He remembered the warm hands that held his shoulder, pushing them slightly into the tree trunk that he was leaning against. "Kaka-sensei, no matter how you look like, whatever you are hiding under that scarf, I want to be with you."

"Naruto…" Kakashi smiled slightly uncomfortably, thinking rapidly how to escape from this oddward situation. "You're my student, I am here until my service is no longer required. It is the same for others."

"That's not what I meant, Kaka-sensei. It's different –dattebyo. I don't just want to be your student. I want to be with you, as you know… couples. I heard from other obasan. They said you come here, as you don't go well with your family. I want to be with you, as your family. I will grow up and by then I will be able to give you a home!" His hands reached up slowly as he wanted to pull off the scarf. "May I, Kaka- sensei?"