Otokage

Chapter 5

Part 5 of Naruto: Otokage

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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Chapter 5

Kakashi Hatake was a man whose prowess was known throughout the Shinobi nations. The son of Konoha's legendary white Fang, a student to the Yondaime Hokage and one of the last holders of the Sharingan.

He was nothing short of genius but he'd witnessed his fair share of tragedies.

He'd lived through the third Shinobi war and the loss of his team mate, when he was only thirteen. He'd witnessed the Kyuubi attack and the loss of his sensei when he was fifteen. Then when he was twenty seven yet another tragedy had struck in a long line.

He'd lost his sensei's son.

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For Shinobi there was a reason that emotions were supposedly forbidden. It was because they bred doubt and indecision. It was because they aren't black and white.

Orders were simple. You followed them until they were complete. The mission meant more than anything else and team mates meant nothing. The suicidal death of his 'disgraced' father had taught him that. It was only until he'd lost a friend had he realised the failings of such a one way thought.

He knew better than anyone that shinobi lived for the good of their village and their loyalty was to their Kage. But having watched his deceased sensei's legacy in a village that he'd already lost so much to he began questioning his loyalty to his home. There were times he'd wondered whether Minato-sensei had done the right thing.

To sacrifice his son for a village that he now believed didn't deserve it. He'd watched his home and he nearly growled at the thought. He'd watched as the civilians celebrated the supposed death of the boy that stood before him. It only angered him further at the lack of action the Sandaime had deemed worthy.

It's what made the sight before him even more satisfying; as in front of him was proof that his sensei's legacy hadn't been lost just yet.

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Naruto smiled at the older Nin watching as the man merely stared in shock at what stood before him. He knew all about Kakashi, after all knowledge was power ne…

"Inu-San what's wrong?" He questioned only to feel his hair ruffled affectionately.

Kakashi managed an eye smile. To think Naruto had grown from the quiet child who he'd used to watch over when he was in ANBU to a strong hearted young Shinobi.

'Younger than you, yet stronger than I' He'd said to his team recently.

Irony truly was a bitch.

But he hated the look in Naruto's eyes, the look of someone who'd become comfortable with killing. It wasn't a lesson you could be taught. It was one bridge for all Shinobi that had to be crossed alone. One that his pupils hadn't even crossed yet...

Kakashi began to walk away, gesturing to be followed.

He knew Naruto was here for a reason, but for the moment he didn't care. He was merely glad that, for his sanities sake at least that the boy was alive.

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Naruto walked into the house to be greeted by an odd sight.

A young woman with emerald eyes and pink hair was glaring towards him.

Sasuke-san was looking at him in something that was akin to fear and respect.