Jiriaya stared at the papers in his hands with a scowl on his face. He'd found the records of the Hatake clan dating all the way back to before the clan had settled in the leaf village. The papers went back about two hundred and fifty years and told in some detail about the clan and their many, many, many talents.

Before becoming a shinobi clan the Hatake's had lived like gypsies. Roaming from one place to another, never really settling down.

There was a record on them that dated back to a hundred years before their settlement in the Leaf village that stated that there had been a mountain clan of nearly feral people who had dressed themselves in wolf furs and animal skins and had hunted wayward travelers. Ambushing them and stealing their weapons, clothing, gold and silver.

And sometimes even their women and children.

There was a record that told of how they had been discovered in their remote mountain home after kidnapping a diyamo's daughter and wife and married them to two of their clans men and refused to give them up causing them to be attacked by a group of hired samerai and were nearly wiped out before scattering what was left of their clan to the four corners of the world to preserve what was left of the bloodline.

After that they were recorded to have restarted their lives as shinobi. They were said to be highly intelligent, modivated, and very, very gifted at tracking, hunting, laying traps, ambushes, attacking and defending- Christ the list went on and on.

It was believed that the Hatake's had more than one bloodline trait. For instance it was documented that one man could appear to shape shift himself into a large black wolf, panther or bear while another was extraordinarily gifted in another way and could go on to become a figure head within the clan.

Some of the men were cunning where as the ruthlessness noted in Kakashi seemed to be an inherited trait from the females the Hatake's married and mated.

It was also believed that most of the bloodline traits had died out while some people theorized that those traits were somehow transfered to others with similar abilities upon the death of one. For example if an elder was on his deathbed and one of his more gifted children was close by, he could transfer his abilities to that child and make them stronger than they already were.

However because the gift transfered wasn't one that the person recieved at birth then it was thought to lay dormant for many, many years. Often times only showing when a Hatake had met their mate and triggered certain instincts in them.

Jiriaya wasn't exactly sure if this had anything to do with Kakashi's recent behavior but he supposed that it wouldn't hurt to pass the information on just in case. He'd show the papers to Naru as soon as he got back to the hotel.

He pocketed the papers and returned the files and antique books that he'd been looking through back to the shelf he'd pulled them from and then left. It was about one thirty in the afternoon by the time he left. And the bright sunshine filtering through the fluffy white clouds overhead, was bright enough to temporarily blind him the second he stepped outside.

Blinking to help his eyes adjust to the light he missed seeing a certain silver haired nin slip by him while giving him a narrow eyed calculating look before taking off running through the streets, disappearing into the crowd.

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Finding Jiriaya's whereabouts had been easier than Kakashi had expected of the Sanin. Yet Naru hadn't been with him so while he was happy about knowing where the man was (and knowing that he'd be out of the way for what Kakashi had planned for Naru) he was certain that he had very little time to track down Naru and make up with her for his blunder.

He wandered through the crowd for what must have been an hour, trying to track her by scent alone when he finally saw her up ahead of him twenty or thirty feet. He recognised her because she wasn't wearing her hood for once and he could plainly see the curve of her jaw, and the vermilion of her eyes through her reddish/pink blond hair as she walked.

She seemed to be looking for something among the sea of faces surrounding her and for a brief moment Kakashi wondered if she was looking for him in the same way that he'd been looking for her.

He ducked into an small opening between two buildings to observe her for a moment or so and saw her half turn around and look in his direction and held his breath, waiting for her to spot him. Her eyes locked on his hiding place and he saw a faint frown marring her features as she turned and walked back towards him and paused just outside of his reach. "Kakashi, is that you?"

His heart thudded in his chest and he suddenly found himself unable to breathe or think or speak. Oh god, he had it bad didn't he? He wondered as she reached out one hand towards him like she wanted to touch him. Elated that she was still willing to reach out to him despite what had happened, he lifted one hand and started to reach for her when she suddenly pulled her arm back and gave him an suspicious look and asked. "Are you still mad at me?"

He stared at her hard for a second. He wasn't mad at her for the incident at the hospital. Not anymore now that he knew that she couldn't control that particular function. He was however still furious with her for leaving him without any warning.

"I'm furious with you..." He growled at her in a rough rumbling voice. Naru looked uncomfortable for a second and he sighed and reached out, this time with both hands and framed her face with them and moved in as close as their bodies would allow and touched his forehead to hers and said softly. "But not for the hospital incident. Not anymore."

"You yelled at me."

"Of course I yelled Naru, I had just been told that you were dead and then you just sit up and look at me with a panicked expression on your face. What was I supposed to think?"

"That something other than a prank had happened." Naru said in a whispered tone. Kakashi made a strange sound in the back of his throat. Not quite a growl or a groan, more like a combination of the two as he removed one hand from her face long enough to pull his mask down under his bottom lip and then brushed his lips across her own in a feather light caress.

Trying to convince her without words how sorry he was for jumping on her like he had. "I didn't mean to hurt you Naru. But you scared me out of my wits." He finally said as he dropped his hands from her cheeks to her shoulders as he nuzzled the underside of her jaw with his nose.

Oh god, he'd missed her. He'd missed being so close to her. Had missed kissing and touching- Naru araped her arms around his waist and shuffled just a mite closer and buried her face against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.

All the turmoil and confusion from the past few days left him, making him feel more like himself again. He could feel Naru's heart beating under his fingertips and sub consciously slowed his heart to match her own as he held her.

"You never said if you've forgiven me for going off on you." He said after several minutes.

"I forgive you Kashi... Just ask questions from now on before you go off on me." Kakashi chuckled softly and rested his chin on top of her head for a moment before pulling back and asking.

"Would you mind if we go somewhere?" Naru gave him another suspicious look, seeming to sense something was still up with him, but nodded her head and grabbed his wrist and led him out of his hiding place and pulled him along behind her all the way back to the hotel.