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Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
Warnings: This fic will contain some spoilers (for those who didn't read the
manga and only watch the anime, this is your last warning), strongly
implied yaoi (ItaKaka), a healthy dose of angst, and, of course,
mpreg (starting at this chapter). If you can't handle that, then
don't read.
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Author's
Notes: I have revised the prologue and added a few things here
and there (don't forget to check it), with many helps from my BETA
readers. So this fic is now revised and beta'd. Thanks for my
wonderful BETA readers; Kiriko-sama, ariala, and DirtyD
that has made this story as readable as it is. Any other
grammar/spelling errors were purely my own fault, do tell me if you
see them. Please understand that this is my first attempt at writing
a fic, plus English wasn't my native languange.
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KAKASHI
UNMASKED
Chapter
2
A
Place To Call Home
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The
bright morning sun woke Kakashi from his
restful sleep the next morning. He squinted
his eyes, trying to dwell farther away
from the encroaching sunlight, groaning at still not being able to
find the total darkness he longed for. Finally succumbing to the fact
that he would not be able to drift back into dreamland, Kakashi
flipped over onto his back, pushing the
blanket that somehow shielded him through the night (even he couldn't
remember how it came to be there) away a bit,
and staring at the cave's ceiling with
drowsy mismatched eyes.
He
wasn't surprised to find that Itachi had
gone. He knew that there is no reason for
the Uchiha to stay. For him he was just another conquest, another
convenient fuck to spend the night with,
just like the many other bed partners the
Uchiha surely had before himself. Kakashi
pushed his blanket aside, staring down at
it with some contemplation. Itachi must have been the one who covered
him with the blanket in the first place, seemingly when he had lost
consciousness sometime in the middle of their marathon of non-stop
fucking. His ass feels so sore and very
used. He will certainly be
having some difficulty in
sitting for the next few days. He can also
feel Itachi's cum leaking from his asshole, staining
his legs with a sticky white substance. Well, a bath is definitely in
order. He can't go back to Konoha reeking
of sex. Of course he could try to slip past Konoha
gates unnoticed, but then he remembered the fact that there are
ninjas in Konoha who have a more of a keen sense of smell than
himself. Ninjas like the Inuzuka Clan, along with that thought he
instinctively shuddered. No, it would
better if he played it safe.
It
only took Kakashi fifteen minutes to get dressed and ready to go. The
longest amount of time he spent was when he tried to fit each leg
into his pants. Being a ninja meant needing to have a fast reaction
to anything in all aspects of life, that included readying himself. A
short walk into the woods afterwards made it possible for him to find
a small river. Stepping past the bank of the river, he wasted no time
in stripping from his clothes before he began to bathe. As he let the
cool water soothe his sore body, he found himself drifting off into
memories of last night. All of them. Every touch, every caress, every
kiss, and every pleasurable thing that he knew he now should be able
to live without, yet couldn't help replaying in his mind. Deciding
not to dwell on his conflicting thoughts any longer, he rinsed
himself off in the river and got out. As he put his clothes back on,
he started to form a series of intricate hand seals of genjutsu. His
formerly loose clothes now fit him perfectly, accentuating firm
muscles and abs that he didn't have moments before. Satisfied with
the genjutsu's effect, he began his journey home. Home,
where he had lived for the past twenty-three years of his life. To
Konoha.
It
took him four more hours before he finally reached the big wooden
gates of Konoha. He couldn't travel as fast as would have liked. His
ass felt like it was on fire. It felt like someone had shoved a tree
limb up his ass and twisted it badly enough to make the pain increase
tenfold. Well... someone had shoved something up his ass last night,
that's for sure. He tried to push his wandering
thoughts away, far away to the back of his mind. No, it would
only be better if he were to forget what occurred
last night as soon as possible. Next time he came across Itachi,
they would be back to their aforementioned role
as enemies. Besides, after his lust had
been spent, he can now reign in his anger for the missing-nin. Or
so, he hoped. He contemplated his reasoning gravely. For some
odd reason (which he
couldn't quite figure out, much to his chagrin) his anger has
been different. He wasn't sure if he can ever look at Itachi the same
way again after last night's activities. Last night was amazing. Last
night he had given himself fully. For once he wasn't the one who had
to stay in control. He let Itachi take control of his body and mind,
something that he never allowed anyone to do previously. Last
night was...
No...
no... no! He should not, would not, dwell on these memories any
longer. He was a Konoha jounin! One among many,
but he was hailed as a prodigy in his time, the famous Copy
Ninja, Sharingan no Kakashi, and the biggest pervert after
Jiraiya-sama himself. He wasn't some schoolboy with a crush on his
enemy. Although said enemy did have a gorgeous body, was a good
kisser, and...
And
imagination, I command you to stop right now!
Steeling
his face to his usual emotionless mask, albeit
it required more effort than usual, Kakashi saluted the chuunin
guards posted outside the Konoha gates.
"Ah,
Hatake-san you've arrived late. We expected you to show up by
nightfall. Problems completing the
mission?" One of the chuunin guards
asked, as he checked his identification papers. The chuunin made a
few inquisitive hand seals, to make sure
that it wasn't forged. This was a standard
procedure, designed in the first place for the sole purpose of
distiguishing allies from enemy nins. Or by chance, to uncover the
identity of enemy spies---which is a load of bullshit, considering
all Hidden Villages had trained their spies very well. Along with the
fact that ninjas were supposed to be well educated in the art of
information gathering. This identification technique had been
enhanced, particularly after the Sunagakure-Otogakure's combined
assault almost two years ago. Yakushi Kabuto's success at
infiltrating Konoha's defenses, without being suspected as a spy at
all, was a sore spot for all Konoha shinobi worth their salt. Months
after the joined onslaught had ceased, Konoha still suffered
immensely with the great losses of their best shinobi, plus the large
numbers of buildings and maintenances that had been destroyed in the
ambush. Let alone the fact that they started to lose face in front of
many daimyous and feudal lords from the Five Great Shinobi Nations.
"Something
like that." Kakashi answered shortly. Even though the Copy Ninja
had been famous with
his tardiness on more than one occasion, he would
perpetually finish his missions on
time. Sometimes even faster from the required time
the missions permitted. It wasn't like he tried to gain
credits or improve his standing rank by doing so, no, the reason why
Kakashi did it,
was so he could have more free time
for himself. Many of his colleagues has accused him of finishing his
missions so fast, just so he wouldn't be parted too long from his
beloved Icha Icha Paradise. Which wasn't entirely true.
Likewise, Kakashi preferred
to keep his secrets for himself,
thus he didn't bother correcting the rumors.
"Godaime-sama
has been expecting
you in her office. You should report there as soon as possible."
Ah, that's a good news
to hear, right? It means that he
probably will be interviewed and kept further away from his dream of
curling up in a warm bed even longer. Something that he was
continuously craving for, especially after
such a long mission. More importantly now
since his ass was
hurting like hell, together with his
chakra reserve was hazardously and unmistakably
low, Kakashi was steadily feeling more cranky than usual. Then again,
an order is an order. Last time he checked,
he was still an active Konoha shinobi, and Godaime Hokage was his
leader. If Godaime demanded him to
report then report he must. The old hag better
have some sort of very good excuse for this summon.
Kakashi
gave a curt nod and dashed off. Jumping from one
roottop to another, soon the
familiar Hokage's tower appeared within
sight. The masked ninja murmured
curt greetings to some chuunins and
jounins he met on his journey to the Hokage's office. Stopping
outside the double doors
in front of the office, he waited
until the pair of ANBU guards posted outside the doors announced his
arrival to Godaime. Hearing a muffled "come
in" echo out from the closed doors,
the silver haired jounin pushed the double
doors open and stepped inside.
"Ah,
Kakashi, I didn't anticipate that
you would come this late after the
mission," was the first thing
Tsunade said upon his entrance. She
arranged her paperwork with a sharp clack, straightened a few kinks
in her back, before turning and giving him her full attention.
"I
don't think you called me just to handle my mission reports this
early, Godaime-sama. Is
there something you need me to do? A new mission,
perhaps?" To be honest, Kakashi
wasn't too keen on the idea of handling
another mission so soon after his
last one. His body was still aching
in places he would rather not think about, moreover his chakra
reserve had been shot to hell. The only
thing he presently wanted was just to curl
up in his bed, and not wake up for two days
straight at least.
"Yes,
and no, actually. There was
a report about the increasing activity of
the Akatsuki. It seems they have been more
active recently." Ah, Akatsuki. Goody. He wasn't looking forward
to meeting any more members from the organization, one member in
particular, especially after last night's affairs. Sadly, it sounded
like his hope would remain unfulfilled. "Some of their members
have been sighted by our scouts. It
is unusual for them to be this open in public. They usually
prefer to conceal their existence."
"Who
knows how their minds works?" Kakashi
shrugged nonchalantly.
"True,
but this also means they are planning
something. Furthermore, we don't have any
clue about what they are up to." Godaime sighed. Her stressed
out state could be clearly seen.
"Like
you said, they are a discreet organization. We will probably remain
in the dark until they carry out
their move. I discerned a little
fact, that they will have a meeting
in a weeks time." Kakashi supplied the information he derived
from the aftermath of his fight with Sasori.
Tsunade
sat up straighter in her seat. Her honey hazel eyes now focused
intently upon him. "And how did you obtain
that particular bit of information?"
"Had
a run in with one of their members. I identified him as Akasuna
no Sasori, the former nin from Sunagakure.
He mentioned something about a meeting that
will be occurring in a weeks time."
Kakashi decided to leave some details out of his
report. Okay, maybe not just some,
but quite a many details. He wasn't
enthusiastic about explaining his
unfortunate encounter with the four Akatsuki members, instead of just
describing one. Godaime would undoubtedly
besiege him with an endless amount of questions and insist on
explicit details. Questions like why they let him live for
example? There is no way in greatest
respect of Yondaime's name he would explain the events that followed
from the encounter, which lead
into how he is still standing here instead being buried six
feet under pushing up lilies and daisies.
'They
let me live because Itachi told them to leave the two of us alone. We
fought and he won. Turns up he didn't want to kill me,
he just wanted to fuck me. Sooo we fucked
all night long. My ass is still sore from
our countless fucks of last night.' Yeah,
he could imagine how well the
Godaime would take the news.
"He
gave you the information
voluntarily?" Tsunade asked
again. Her honey colored eyes narrowed in
suspicion.
Kakashi
snorted. "Hardly, he attacked
me as soon as he saw me. We didn't
exchange many greetings and pleasantries because
I was too busy struggling to stay alive the whole
time. It was just a
sheer luck on my part that he slipped up,
thus enabling me to incapacitate
him." Okay, if he decided to lie, he
would lie completely. Otherwise his lies
wouldn't hurt anyone. After all, every ninja was
supposed to be a master at lying and manipulation,
right?
"Did
he divulge anything more to you, prior
to this comment about the meeting?" Godaime inquired,
prompting him to explain further.
"Nothing,
just about the meeting. Said that he couldn't play with me for long
because he had a meeting in a week. I doubted he would have said more
if he was still alive." Kakashi replied with a shrug.
That
certainly perked Godaime's interest. So,
Kakashi had a run in with one Akatsuki members last night. He had
managed not only to stay alive, but also kill the said member. She
had always known Kakashi was one of the strongest jounin in Konoha,
except she didn't know that he was that strong. Sure she had
heard of his reputations, his high completion
rates on missions, and his reputation as the Copy Ninja. Maybe she
had underlooked him the whole time.
All
the more, Kakashi is the son of the genius ninja, Hatake
Sakumo, also known
as the "Konoha's White Fang". According
to the tales, Sakumo had been respected and gained quite a
reputation, being as renowned as the three
legendary Sannin---some even said that
he was stronger than Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and herself---before
he fell in disgrace after failing a vital mission to Konohagakure.
The failed mission caused the village to suffer great losses, at
least in its past. Apart from that, Kakashi himself
had amazing records that were only rivaled by Uchiha Itachi.
One of them being that he was among the
youngest and brightest shinobi in Konoha's history.
"If
there is nothing more then I would like to
go home now, Godaime-sama." Kakashi's
voice snapped her from her inner monologue.
"Yes,
as a matter of fact there is, but I will save that for later. I
expect to see you again soon, Kakashi.
You're dismissed." Tsunade dismissed him
with a wave of her hand. A signal that Kakashi quickly obeyed.
"Don't
count on it." Kakashi grumbled under his
breath, as he placed his mission scrolls on Godaime's desk.
"Don't call me unless there is a life or
death threatening situation." With that Kakashi walked
out from Godaime's office.
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Kakashi's
apartment located on the outskirts of Konoha. The rent was cheaper
than the unbelievably expensive rent costs many apartments located in
the center of Konoha demanded. It was also more peaceful,
with quiet surroundings (mainly to do with the neighborhood
consisting of retired ninjas and older civilians). Kakashi
wasn't a social person. He wasn't one to go to social gatherings and
wouldn't go, if his peers didn't pester him to go. He
loves his solitude. But sometimes, sometimes the stillness would
become too unbearable for him to endure. God knows how many nights he
came home to his cold,
quiet, and empty apartment with
only the purpose of missions to look
forward to the next day. Today, however,
was not one of those morbid time. Today, he longed to be home alone,
curled up in the warm blankets that covered his queen sized bed. A
little luxury he permitted himself to have.
He
kicked his sandals off, flung his jounin jacket somewhere, then
stripped out of his remaining clothes. After getting out of his pants
and underwear, he choose to wear a
new pair of pants and pajama top to go sleep in. Within minutes he
was crawled up and snuggled under the warm
blankets of his soft bed. It didn't take long for him to enter
Morpheus' realm.
Despite
his intention to sleep forty-eight hours straight, Kakashi awoke
eighteen hours later. His stomach grumbled loudly, reminding him that
he almost hadn't eaten anything
in three days. He rummaged around in his kitchen and managed
to find enough ingredients for a simple dish. Nothing fancy, just a
bowl of rice, cooked meat, and a little bit of vegetables. He made a
mental note to go shopping as soon as he
had time. Kakashi sat, well not exactly sat,
rather leaned on his side in the chair and
began to eat. He hadn't had much success in sitting all day. The
silver haired jounin realized that
he would be limping for a few more days. Good thing he wouldn't be
having any more missions. How could he face
enemy nins if he couldn't even walk straight?
He
ate his meal slowly, actually enjoying it. His chakra had begun to
rebuild itself during the eighteen hours he was asleep. As
soon as he finished his meal, he rinsed and washed the dirty
dishes, leaving them to dry normally on his kitchen counter. Already
he decided that he would need to get some shopping
done, he grabbed his money purse and made his way to the market
square.
Since
it was still early in the morning, the market square of Konoha wasn't
crowded. Kakashi didn't like to spend a long amount of time for
shopping. The masked jounin merely
purchased all the necessities he
needed. Rice, meat, fruits, vegetables,
milk, and some instant noodles for quick meals
on late nights.
As a jounin he would have to keep his body in top physical condition,
so he always tried to eat healthy meals. On
his way through the market,
he received a few greetings from fellow colleagues. Having
finished with everything on his list
of groceries, Kakashi intended to
leave the market and go back home as fast as possible. About
halfway, however, his steps faltered when a loud cry butchered
his name.
"Kakashiiii!
My eternal rival, you have returned. Why you didn't you tell me, the
great green beast of Konoha? The bright youth of time shouldn't be
wasted so!" The loud voice of one Maito Gai was hard to ignore.
The
silver haired man didn't even bother to reply back. Tightening
his grip on his purchases, he began to walk away from Gai as fast as
humanly possible (which was real fast due to the
amount of ninja training he had), without having to resort to
breaking down and start to run away. He didn't have any energy
to deal with his self-proclaimed rival
right now, not that he usually wanted to deal with him anyways. He
preferred to avoid Gai's one sided declaration of eternal rivalry
and his ever constant challenges. Judging by how many times he had
shot down Gai's enthusiastic greetings, the taijutsu master ought to
have taken a hint, or two. But, nooo, either the green spandex
wearing jounin was incredibly dense, or just inhumanly stubborn. In
which, Kakashi suspected the former was the case.
"KAKASHI!
Where does your youth carry you off too? I heard you fought an
S-Class missing-nin during your last mission. That was really cool,
my eternal rival! To battle one so famed and elusive and win!"
Gai now had rivers of tears running down his face and was babbling on
about how cool Kakashi was. The thumbs-up made Kakashi's step even
faster.
"Tell
me Kakashi. Is that true? Give me details, details, my rival! Was
your enemy strong, or could he not match your youthful vigor alike
the rays of the sun? How were you be able to defeat them?"
Completely unfazed by his rival's attempts
to leave, Gai started to barrage him with non-stop questions. None of
which he felt inclined to answer.
After
a few minutes passed, Gai paused for a moment until his arms-up pose
was complete with a disbelieving face. "Ohhhhh, how you act so
nonchalant and cool even after such a deed, brushing it off as if it
was nothing and ignoring such praise. So HIP!" Gai wiped envious
tears from his eyes and followed after him once again. In a space of
a few seconds, Gai's mood has changed from depressed to exhilarated.
His infamous grin back in the place, with a shining and inhuman glint
that taunted Kakashi.
"Ohhh,
I find it an amazing feat, even for you. It certainly proves that you
are worthy enough to be my greatest rival. I knew, I just knew it,
the springtime of youth has blossomed for you too! Both of us would
set a great example and be an inspiration for all of the youngsters
in Konoha! And you... " Kakashi had long learned and
mastered the art of completely tuning out most of Gai's
ramblings, something that many of his fellow
shinobi envied. He had many chances to practice and a lot of
time to master this particular art over the years.
"...therefore
a couple of other jounins and I have arranged a special party for
you. Also to celebrate Kurenai and Asuma's succesful missions."
Gai ended his speech with flourish. There was a peace sign and a
flash of ultra bright teeth that momentarily stunned the silver
haired jounin with their brilliance.
Kakashi
sweat dropped. He knew that there is no way he could avoid the weekly
meeting between Konoha jounins (dubbed as the
"Jounin's Night Out"), disguised as a celebration
party for successful missions. An activity,
which was established by Tsunade, who hoped it would become a
tradition. It was enacted in an effort to increase the morale
and teamwork between Konoha jounins. In
Kakashi's opinion, anyhow, those things didn't
really need working on. Honestly, they
weren't a bunch of genin struggling through the hormonal
inconsistencies that came with puberty.
But
Tsunade was the Godaime. This fact alone made her order a law
for all shinobi of Konoha, better not risk the wrath of the Hokage
and take the chance of being banned from the village---plus becoming
a missing-nin because of a simple meeting was plain stupid. As
a result, nowadays, once in a week---instead
of the formerly once in a month mission-based-only meetings---the
jounins in Konoha had arranged a special meeting to socialize
with each other. Be it to remember fallen comrades, to celebrate
succesful missions, or to just meet and talk with one another. Not to
mention catch up on latest gossips.
Ninjas,
especially if they have reached jounin
rank, were opprobrious for being a bunch of loud and snoopy
people. After all they had been drilled with the
importance of information gathering since they were an Academy's
graduate. Sometimes they forgot to draw the line at what was private
and public knowledge.
Mournfully,
Kakashi recalled the not-so-fond memory about how pleasant it
turned up for him the last time he had (stupidly) declared that he
would not show up, and winced inwardly. Aoba and Raidou had teamed up
against him. The resulting teamwork had proved successful at
knocking him unconscious and defenceless. Both of them even had the
audacity to tie him up, then drag his bound and unconscious
body to the meeting. In a bizarre way, Tsunade had gotten the result
(granting it was a little farfetched) from what she aimed for.
The
Copy Ninja sighed heavily. Resigning himself to
the inevitable, he gave his promise to Gai that he would come
to the meeting at Kurenai's house later on in the day. Of course
saying it in his modern kind of way, just to get Gai's pattened
outcry. He then proceeded to walk off home to his
apartment.
Despite
his earlier irritation (he ought to keep up his appearance in front
of Gai, or any unnamed shinobi and villager who might have been
watching at the time), a hint of a genuine smile graced his features
(not that anyone could have seen it, thanks to his mask).
It
felt good to be home.
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Kakashi
was in a foul mood. Opening his mismatched eyes, he turned his head
as best as he could with his right arm thrown across his face.
Staring through sheer curtains covering the window, he glanced up at
the bright sunshine and summer blue sky. Occasionally, he caught a
glimpse of a bird or two flying around. It was a beautiful morning in
Konoha, but Kakashi didn't share the bright mood, or happiness at the
beginning of a new day.
Thinking
that today had better be an improvement over the last four or so, and
hoping that this morning would be different from all of the others,
he wished he could just keep himself from getting sick again.
Of
course, just thinking about it made him nauseous.
'I
hope this bug, or whatever the hell it is I have will go away soon. I
would rather not miss any more days of training, most importantly
with all the paperwork and missions I�ve got coming in now.'
He
continued being hopeful for some minutes, holding his breathe when he
felt the urge to get up and run for the bathroom. He managed to hold
the queasiness down and kept himself from becoming sick once more,
not wanting to spend another morning emptying his stomach's contents
into the toilet. He was already familiar with the porcelain throne as
it was. It was bad enough that he had been sick since the end of last
week, and any more days of falling victim to whatever virus had
decided to make its home inside of him, would make this week much
worse.
He
guessed he would have been able to handle it, if there had been signs
leading up to him getting sick, but this illness had come rather
suddenly. One day he had felt perfectly
fine, if not a little tired from training so hard, and the next
morning he had been heaving his stomach's
contents into the toilet bowl. Moreover the feelings of nausea were
the only things to even prove that he was ill. He didn�t have a
fever, there was no cough, no sniffles, and no pain in his stomach
that would show signs of an angry virus, only the disgusting mornings
of sitting before the toilet and throwing up anything he
had eaten from the previous night.
'If
this continue any longer, I'm seeing medic-nin.' Certainly,
Kakashi had to remain level headed as befitted for a skilled jounin
of Konoha in this situation. He had taken good care of himself for
the past twenty-three years and prided himself on it. He rarely got
sick. Just an occasional bouts of flu from
time to time. That's why this sickness was bothering him so much. A
flu had never lasted so long before.
Finally,
he decided to get up and finish his morning routine in the bathroom.
The silver haired jounin went back into his room and put on his
jounin's attire, followed by placing the trademark mask on his face.
For
years, Kakashi would wake up at five o'
clock every morning. Like any other jounin he had an internal clock
that would always dictate when he should wake up. He would embark on
his day by paying a visit to the Memorial Stone, offering his respect
to some of the names carved on the smooth surface of the
stone---three names who had once been loved ones in particular---as a
way to remind himself of what he had lost.
After
Team Seven had been temporarily disbanded, the last surviving
Hatake would continue his routine which consisting of some moderate
training, before reporting to Tsunade for missions. Leaving aside the
case that he wasn't a fitness freak like Gai (nor did he support
Gai's extreme training methods, even if he accepted the ridiculous
challenges from the man), he understood the importance of keeping his
body in top shape, seeing that his life depended on it. He
would warm up with shuriken art, a couple of taijutsu katas,
and sometimes some chakra control exercises. Light stuff, stuff that
he could do in his sleep. Though the thing of it was, Kakashi
discovered with growing trepidation, he couldn�t pull off a
lot of the things he usually did without thinking. He
would stop his kata halfway through, shaking, sweating
visibly, and breathing heavily. Furthermore, during his chakra
exercises, he would find himself stumbling
into the bushes and becoming sick. Not to forget, much to his growing
horror, he began to sleep in late.
Oh
yes, he was well-known for his chronic tardiness,
but lately it had become ridiculous. How he could get a decent amount
of training done and overcome his sickness, if his body decided that
it would rather sleep longer instead of train?
Today,
today will be different. Today, some other jounins and himself had
agreed on a friendly spar. It was a nice break from constant
individual training all the jounins have, not to mention the perfect
opportunity to test another jounin's strength and show off new
techniques. No doubt Gai would challenge him at the first
opportunity, but at least he would have a chance to fight another
Konoha jounin as well.
Hopping
from one rooftop to another he sped up in order to reach the jounin's
training area in a decent amount of time. He could see that some of
the other jounins had begun their matches. He landed soundlessly
beside Genma. "Yo,"
he addressed his fellow jounin, raising
one hand in amicable greeting.
The
brown haired senbon sucking jounin gave him a flick from his senbon,
acknowledging his presence. "I see you
still don't let up on your old habit of getting up late."
"Can't
lose my image, can I?" Kakashi replied.
The one visible eye crinkled, indicating a smile beneath his
mask. "Did I miss any good fights?"
"You
lost out on some good scenes from Raidou and Asuma's fights."
Anko informed him. "Otherwise you didn't miss anything. Ibiki
and Gai's fight has just been started."
"Oh,"
was Kakashi's only response. He found it extremely odd that Gai
actually decided to start a fight with another jounin, without
challenging him first. That's good, really
good. This meant he now had a good chance of fighting some
other jounin with a fresh start.
Usually
he would fight Gai first, before he got a chance
to fight another person. He never lost to Gai---at least not in a
fair battle, some of their more ridiculous matches (including
100-meter dashes, sumo-wrestling, ramen-eating contests, and Rock,
Paper, Scissors) didn't count! Still it didn't mean fighting
Gai has been easy. The green spandex wearing jounin was the best
taijutsu master in Konoha. He had a hell of a lot more stamina than
Kakashi could ever wish for. He wouldn't admit it though, but their
fights had always been interesting, leaving him exhausted enough to
try and find a way to slow down Gai's insufferable
stamina, he was looking forward to their next fight even after
they finished another 'friendly' spar.
"So,
Genma," He asked, eyeing the jounin
next to him. "Want to have a spar?"
Genma
flicked his senbon upward. "Why not? I don't often have a chance
to kick your ass."
"Ha,
dream on, Genma." Kakashi prepared his kunai. He didn't often
get a chance to spar with his fellow jounins, with the exception of
Gai, of course.
For
a moment both jounins looked at each other, sizing up their
opponents. In the next moment both of them vanished. Only the
sharpest of eyes from fellow jounins could follow their movement and
watch the battle of speed between the two. Their battle drew even
more attention than the previous matches.
And even with shinobi trained eyes they had difficulties
in locating the two.
Kakashi
felt the thrill of battle wash through him. He always enjoyed a fight
with a formidable opponent, even if the said fight was just a mock
battle. Kicking, dodging, punching, throwing kunai, avoiding
shuriken, and trying to best his opponent without getting injured in
return. His happiness didn't last long, though.
All of the sudden he felt bile rise up in his throat.
Genma
blinked in confusion. He had been sure that he saw Kakashi in front
of him just a second ago. Where did the silver haired jounin go?
Kakashi
never ran from a battle. No matter how gruesome or brutal the
battle became. So, when he suddenly decided
to ditch the fight he was clearly enjoying, there had to be a
very good reason why.
Genma's
confusion was answered a few seconds later by a vile-sounding retch
from the bushes nearby.
With
a mix of fear and curiosity, all the jounins present---including
Ibiki and Gai who had stopped their battle after hearing the sound of
someone being noisily sick---walked towards the bushes and were
greeted by a sight they had never witnessed before. They had never
seen Kakashi look quite so miserable. He was hunched over on the
moist ground, one hand shakily keeping his balance over the ground,
the other snaked around his stomach. He was violently sick---gagging,
vomiting, and then gagging again with wet moans---and was far too
preoccupied with this to care that he had an audience. He stiffened
when he felt the other jounins' presence near him, but apparently his
ninja senses didn't seem to alleviate his
nausea---he simply glared shortly at them then doubled over and
vomited again.
After
a long moment the nausea seemed to pass, and Kakashi finally sat back
with a heavy sigh, clutching his stomach and looking green... Or as
far as a guy with mask on his face could look green, anyway. How
he could keep his face covered from them while he gagged and vomited
fiercely was still an unsolved mystery, for
all the jounins in the surrounding area.
"Wow,"
Raidou said a few second later, a touch of wonder laced his voice. "I
didn't think I would eventually see the Great Hatake Kakashi get sick
and vomit all over the bushes."
"You're
not the only one." Anko muttered, being the only one who had
already witnessed Kakashi run over the bushes and vomit, mostly
because they happened to have a preference for the same training
regimen. "You know, if you were a woman and I didn't know any
better, I would begin to wonder if you were
pregnant.�
"Yeah,
right," Asuma drawled. "Only
chicks can get pregnant Anko, not dudes." This
statement prompted a bout of snickers from all the male jounins
nearby.
However,
Anko's sudden comment caused Kakashi's
heart to start to pound in his chest, not just from the surprise of
one of his colleagues saying something so ridiculous, but at the
thought that�
Oh,
Shit�
Vaguely
he heard his fellow jounins bickers back and forth,
but the silver haired man had long since
tuned out the conversations, his mind going in a frenzy. Anko's
random statement kept playing over and over again in his brain, and
he cursed himself for being so stupid, for not thinking of something
like that beforehand. It made a perfect sense, and he almost fainted
just thinking of it as a possibility. His mind still wanted to
believe it was a virus, but now he was not so sure.
SHIT!
"Kakashi,
are you okay?" Kurenai's
concerned voice snapped him back to
reality, the masked jounin noted the looks
of surprise and confusion of the other jounin's faces.
The
Copy Ninja forced himself to smile. "Oh,
yeah, I'm fine. I-I just...
remembered the last time I got so sick and..." He trailed off,
saying the first thing that sprang into his mind at this sudden
question. "I've
got to get some reports done now, so I will
talk to you guys later." He said, and
made a hasty retreat.
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Naruto's
Encyclopedia :
The
Five Great Shinobi Nations :
1.
Konohagakure no Sato (literally "Village Hidden Among
Tree Leaves"), located in the Land of Fire, is ruled by Hokage.

2.
Kirigakure no Sato (literally "Village Hidden In The
Mist"), located in the Land of Water, is ruled by Mizukage.

3.
Sunagakure no Sato (literally "Village Hidden In The
Sand"), located in the Land of Wind, is ruled by Kazekage.

4.
Kumogakure no Sato (literally "Village Hidden Among
Clouds"), located in the Land of Lightning, is ruled by Raikage.

5.
Iwagakure no Sato (literally "Village Hidden Among
Rocks"), located in the Land of Earth, is ruled by Tsuchikage.
Otogakure
no Sato (literally "Village Hidden In The Sound") was
founded by Orochimaru for the express purpose of collecting ninja for
his experiments and quest to learn jutsu, as a part of the Land of
Sound (formerly known as the Land of Rice Fields). The five Kages of
the Five Great Shinobi Nations didn't acknowledge Otogakure.
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Thanks
to everyone who reviewed! I loved your comments---now I understand
what the others said about authors being able to write faster when
given more reviews. Your reviews are my motivation!
Starting
with this chapter, I will try to focus as much as possible on the
plot and character development. I hoped against hopes that I managed
to stay true to the characters. I might not be able to update
frequently, because I'm always overly critical of my own work, and
paranoid that there are mistakes in it... so I absolutely refuse to
post it before someone else had proof-read it first.
As
usual, comments and constructive criticisms are appreciated.
Suggestions and requests will also be taken into account, but this
doesn't mean that I will use all of them. Don't hesitate to tell me
if I did a lousy work.
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IMPORTANT
NOTES!
I
should have asked this question earlier, oh well, better a little
late than nothing at all. How would you like Kakashi's little bundle
of joy turn up to be? A boy or a girl? Each gender will have
different repercussions, mainly to do with their abilities to retain
Sharingan. I have my mind set on a specific gender, but that still
could change, depend on requests. So the choice is up yours, readers!
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