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Chapter 4 An
Unforeseen Complication
Early
the next morning after waking up I quickly threw some clothes on. I grimaced as
I eyed my usual ensemble.
Stupid fucking fox. I just had to open my
big mouth and mention orange.
True
my clothes were orange, and an eyesore, but at least they had a little blue on
them. Not much, but I hadn't let Kyuubi completely
have its way.
The first thing I'm going to do when I leave this damn village is
get some decent clothes.
Glancing
at the clock I realized I was going to be late if I didn't get a move on.
Tell me again why I'm doing this?
Because I told you to.
One of these days fox, one of these days.
Yeah, keep ranting gaki, in the meantime you're going to be late.
Grumpily
cursing the day the fates had seen fit to bless me with Kyuubi
I brushed my teeth, and made my way to the academy. Today was the today we were
to meet our jounin instructors. My team –I
winced at the word—were alone together in an empty
classroom. Our fearless leader was already running late. Talk about bad first
impressions. I was so bored I decided to play a trick on the so-called elite shinobi. I put a chalkboard eraser on top of the door. The
eraser was teeming with chalk dust.
This
was more than just a prank, however.
It
was to test this supposed jounin’s reflexes. Of
course Sakura—the pink-haired idiot—and Sasuke would
both assume I was just playing one of my legendary pranks. As I put the eraser
on top of the door Sakura began lecturing me on my behavior.
“Naruto--!” The
rest I blocked out I was really in no mood—not that I
ever was in the mood-- to hear it. While she was ranting and raving however, Sasuke who had been quiet all morning finally spoke.
“If
he really is tricked by your pathetic little prank then he doesn’t deserve the
rank jounin.”
Inwardly
I agreed, but I decided not to comment for the simple reason I refused to
concede on anything he said. Mostly due to yesterday’s
circumstances. Sakura continued to bitch about the possible trouble I
could get in. I observed her, I’m sure, like some
strange creature. But really, how was it possible that someone who got the top
grades in our class could act like such a brainless little twit. Speaking of
twits…
I
glanced sideways at Sasuke expecting him to be
sulking in the corner like he always was. Surprisingly enough he was staring….
At me.
Well
let him stare all he wanted. There is no way I was playing this little game
anymore. As I sat there pondering far more important subjects, the door to the
room started to open.
I
turned my gaze, my attention drawn by the noise. A noise that
a normal human ear couldn’t have picked up. But we all know I’m not
human. I was the first one to lay eyes on him, our cell commander. I think Iruka said his name was Hatake, Kakashi. As he walked in I got a quick look at him…before
the eraser fell on top of his head. Only I knew it hadn’t been because his
reflexes weren’t amazing. He’d deliberately let it hit him on the head. It was
that or stop looking at me.
As
soon as he’d entered the room his eye had met mine. I say eye because one of
them was covered with a mask. In fact his whole face was covered by a mask.
Only one eye was visible. It was silver, and reminded me of a wolf’s eyes. His
gaze remained on me until a body place itself directly in front of it, ending
the trance he’d seemed to be in.
“Sensei
I presume?” Sasuke’s usual arrogant voice laced
heavily with sarcasm filled the now-quiet room.
Blinking
his eye as if just waking up, Kakashi’s one visible
eye did a quick sweep of Sasuke and visibly dismissed
him as insignificant did the same to Sakura, but when he got to me the
inspection slowed and his eyes grew to molten silver.
I
was getting a little annoyed at this constant perusal of my person. Gods the
man is practically molesting me with his eyes! I decided to annoy
the man into action so that he would get on with his ‘teaching.’ So with my
usual loudmouth enthusiasm I yelled.
“Hey sensei! Got you good with that eraser didn’t I? Are you gonna teach us how to
kick butt?” Inwardly I groaned at having to make myself appear stupid to him.
But it was necessary. I couldn’t very well have him guessing about me now could
I?
Evidently
my little ruse worked, his eye clouded in disappointment at my obvious idiocy
and he dismissed me as he had the other two. After a while he finally decided
to grace us with the honor of hearing his voice.
“My
name is Hatake, Kakashi. I
will be your squad leader for your next block of training.” His voice was deep,
but had a silvery quality to it. A prickle of unease went down my spine. I
would have to be careful around this man. When he’d first come in his aura had
been fine as normal as anyone else’s. But now I sensed an undercurrent of
potential danger surrounding his aura. Yes I would have to be very careful. “Now
if you would all follow me we’re going to go somewhere a little more
comfortable.”
His
idea of ‘more comfortable’ was a same place I liked to go sometimes. An overlook of Konoha.
I
didn't come here of course to enjoy the view. It was just a quiet place that
few people knew of. The village itself—to me anyway—is an eyesore.
Having
us all take a seat Kakashi asked us to tell a little
bit about ourselves. Sakura stared first talking about her dream…then trailing
off…talking about what she liked…then trailing off. But the fact that she
looked at Sasuke every time she trailed off lead me
to little doubt what she wanted her future to hold.
I
rolled my eyes.
“What
I dislike...Naruto!” she finished her enthralling
biography emphatically expelling her hatred of me. I couldn't have more
relieved.
Gods she doesn't even comprehend exactly how mutual the feeling
is.
Sasuke started his turn with a little tale about how his only goals were
to revive his clan and kill a certain man. Which of who
I already knew.
Suddenly,
though, it was my turn. Kakashi looked at me
expectedly.
“Well
my name is Uzumaki, Naruto!
I love ramen and I plan to become the next Hokage! So
that everyone in the village will have to stop disrespecting me and look up to
me!”
I
could tell Kakashi was surprised by my little
charade. Yeah and let him keep on thinking that. I’d almost choked as I’d
uttered the words. Be Hokage? Yeah right! I'd decided
to stick with it. It seemed like a perfect cover to what my real purpose.
Kakashi stood up after I’d finished and told us
that tomorrow we’d begin training. The instructions were to come to a
well-known spot in the forest and not to eat breakfast. I rolled my eyes. I
could already see what his ploy was. As Kakashi
released us and I turned to go his voice stopped me.
“Naruto.” I
turned around and looked at him with my usual clueless, blank look. “I need to
talk with you for a moment.”
Almost
groaning out loud I followed him. Then he took off running. I guess actually
expecting me to follow. I shrugged, I really had
nothing better to do. I followed, but at a leisurely pace, not wanting to give
away any of my talents. In truth I could have more than caught up with him.
Eventually
he stopped, our current position was an embankment near
the river. I looked at him with a confused face.
“What
did you want to talk about sensei?” I asked seemingly clueless.
Kakashi just looked at me, his one visible silver
eye gleaming.
I
didn’t like the looks of this.
Kakashi brought his hand up to his mask and rolled
it down….down until I could see all of his face.
I
have to say he is hot. His eyes were mismatched, one was silver and
unblemished, and the other was the sharinghan eye.
The proof of this was the crimson iris with three small black pinwheels. There
was also a scar above the sharinghan and below it as
if it was not his natural eye, which I knew was not. The rest of his face
looked as though it had been sculpted by the gods. His name meant scarecrow but
not one bit of him looked thin at all. He was definitely in good shape.
But there was no mistaking what that gleam in his eye spoke of. I knew I had to
get away before things went way too far as they had yesterday with Sasuke.
Thinking
of a way to get away without using youkai strength I
didn’t notice that Kaskashi had crept up on me until
he was scant centimeters away from me. I backed away but he followed me until
my ability to move was blocked by a tree. His arm came up on either side of my
head.
I
decided to try naiveté, knowing that was my only hope.
“What
are you doing sensei?” Pouring what I hoped was innocence into my question.
“Cut
the crap Naruto.” He purred into my ear. “I know.”
And
just like that I became me.
Well
honestly, there was no point in hiding what I was if he already knew. I knew it
was a dramatic change. I’d practiced it in the mirror while perfecting my other
self’s image.
Intelligence
filled my eyes, the usual dumbass smile that graced me mouth turned into flat
line. That was really the only main difference. I just didn’t look like an
idiot anymore. It was dramatic though, in its own way.
I
guess Kakashi wasn’t expecting such a change because
his eyes were once again filled with surprise.
“Well
now you know.” I told him in a cold tone. “Now that you’ve had your fun I am
going to leave.”
Attempts
to duck under his arms and leave were blocked by him wrapping his arms around
my waist and dragging me to the ground, his weight more than effective at
keeping me pinned this time.
“Kakashi.” I
warned. “You really want to get off of me right now.”
He
just smirked.
“I
do? But why? Especially when you’re
in such an interesting position.” He whispered this in my ear. Despite myself I shivered, it felt good and my ears had always been
extra sensitive.
Taking
that as encouragement he took my earlobe in between his teeth and bit down.
I
involuntarily moaned at the contact. That seemed to motivate him even further.
He abandoned my ear and went directly to my mouth. Not wasting any time by
persuading me to open he just dove in and took what he wanted. Evidently what
he wanted was an exploration because that is exactly what he conducted. I swear
every crevice in my mouth was touched by that man.
“I
knew you’d look like him….” I heard Kakashi murmur
against my mouth “Minato….”
Hearing that name hit me like a cold splash of water.
Adrenaline must have given me extra strength because I shoved him off of me
without using any youkai adages.
Nothing remaining from the slight warmth of just a moment
ago…nothing but the usual cold empty void.
“Kakashi.” He
looked up me confused by the sudden coolness of my tone. He had not yet fully
recovered from before. “If you ever touch me again I will kill you.” He paled
slightly at those words. “I realize what you are trying to do, but I am not my
father. Nor would I ever wish to be like him. I don’t know about the man you
knew, but the man known as Namikaze Minato, was very
different from what this Gods-forsaken village thinks of him. I realize that
for some reason you miss him. That is fine, but don’t mistake me for him ever
again. We are nothing alike.”
When
I was finished I walked off…leaving Kakashi staring
after me with actual shock displayed on his almost-perfect face.
I
shook my head as I walked away.
What
is it with the males in this village? Either they hate my guts or want to jump
on me the first chance they get. It really was puzzling. And I had to attract
the crazy ones. First Sasuke with
his psychotic childhood and now Kakashi with his
obsession with my father.
Hmmmm, at least they're both hot.
Immediately
I dismissed that particular thought from my head. Neither one was for me.
Not even Sasuke? A voice
that was not Kyuubi's whispered. What about him?
Are you going to leave him to his fate and let him die?
I
ignored that voice. I could not afford to think about Sasuke
right now.
He is a distraction that I cannot afford
right now.
But
Kakashi’s obvious fixation with my father did make
for an interesting ponder. So I decided to ask the one being who would know for
certain.
Hey Kyuubi?
What gaki?
What is the relationship between my father--this I
said with distaste—and Hatake, Kakashi?
Wow I haven’t thought about that in ages. Well…where to start…Hatake, Kakashi loved your
father…maybe love is too weak a word. Worshiped the ground he walked on would
be more accurate. Anyway, when your father died he was devastated. For years he
has been a recluse, not talking to anyone at all just carrying out the most
dangerous missions. Now what may I ask brought this about?
The
reason Kyuubi was asking about this is because during
the day it was asleep. In fact, even if it had been awake it would have stayed
in its part of my body. So it was not present for Kakashi’s
little episode. So I explained what happened.
Ah, I see now, you look almost exactly like your father—a fact
that sometimes I'd like to forget—and he must have taken a trip down memory
lane when he saw you.
So what should I do?
I wouldn’t do anything. Don’t forget that Kakashi
is—its lips 'curled' into a sarcastic sneer—a professional shinobi.
He will act as though the whole thing never happened. But I should warn you it
will probably happen again.
But why would it? I explained the fact that I am not my father to
him.
Sometimes I forget how young you are. Yes, now Kakashi
will have taken the proper precautions and knows that you are not your father.
But he has seen the side of you that we have both worked so hard to keep hidden
from everyone. Eventually he will come to see you as your own person and will
fall in love with you based on that.
What? I asked dully. Why?
It
actually had the audacity to chuckle. Don’t forget brat my powers are almost
limitless. A little thing like precognition is not above me.
I
knew Kyuubi would never lie or coddle me. Great so
now I have two crazy people to worry about. I was hoping Kakashi
would no longer be a problem.
Sorry to disappoint you gaki. Amusement
was still more-than-present in its voice. You think you would be happy with
two males filled with such potential.
Well sorry to disappoint you, you damn fox, but happiness is not
something I have any concept of! Much less, about this whole situation!
Its
voice took on a serious note now. I know, gaki, I
know.
Suddenly
I felt tired, this day’s events were finally taking a
toll on me, mentally.
It
was convenient too, considering I had just approached my ‘home.’
Get some sleep gaki, we can talk about this tomorrow.
Yeah…I know.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
End of Chapter 4
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