Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ If Only You Knew ❯ An Unforeseen Complication ( Chapter 5 )

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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.