Once Shinobi, Now Hero

Chapter 3: Questionable Decisions

Kakashi walked out of his room and closed the door behind him, the waft of breakfast claiming his nose. He followed after it, just now realizing how hungry he was. He looked over the metal bar of the stairs, seeing Ryukyu in the kitchen, in front of a stove. His sensitive hearing picked up the sound of her humming. He looked down at his stomach when it growled and stuffed his hands in his pocket before strolling down the stairs and walking silently into the kitchen.

She noticed him from the corner of her eyes, and although a bit of nervousness filled her, she smiled lightly. "Good Morning, Kakashi."

"Good morning, Ryukyu-san." Came his reply, sitting in one of the chairs at the table.

Stifling silence came after, but Ryukyu focused on cooking so she wouldn't think about it. Kakashi was deep in thought in the meantime.

He needed a way to find the Stone Ninja. Evidently, as of now, it was frankly impossible. He still didn't know where he was. It was a big city no doubt, like his home village. But it was so different. How would he find one person in a city full of hundreds of thousands? Add of the fact that he's being watched by a pro hero with very perceptive eyes and police now knowing about him, made the mission nearly impossible.

Nearly impossible, that was the key. That just meant it was very difficult, but still possible. And all he had to do was find it out. He would have to think what he would do in his enemy's position. They may be from different villages; but most ninja were taught general tactics that most followed. It was why wars lasted as long as they did. Most used the same tactics with different type of Ninjutsu. The same should be for a Jounin too, and that meant-

"Kakashi." He blinked, finding a frowning Ryukyu close to his face. "Um, your food's done."

He felt heat against the bottom of his mask. He looked down and found a plate of hot breakfast in front of him.

She was pleased at her work. "I don't cook everyday, but I think it turned out well. Try and tell me what you think." She said, standing to full height.

He kept looking down at the food, and she frowned once more, wondering why he was hesitating. He looked back up at her, his single eye filling her with much needed information.

"Oh," she nodded. "I'll leave you to it, Kakashi. Just come to the living room when your done, ok?"

He nodded and looked back down at his food. She sighed, turning, and walking out of the room. Once more, she didn't catch Kakashi staring at her back as she left.

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Patrons from nearly every part of the city roamed the mall looking for items they would buy. The mood was happy and festive, a sense of welcome that an abundance of places had in Masutafu. If only one boy could actually feel something from it.

Hands in his pockets, one lone eye gathered in his surroundings as he passed by. Nothing left his sight, just the way he liked it. Too many people, and too many strange objects he wasn't a fan of. They were too unfamiliar to him, put a weird feeling in his gut.

He looked at Ryukyu's back, wishing he had known they'd be going here so he couldn't declined. She told him that they'd be getting clothing. But couldn't they have gone somewhere a bit more discreet. He was only getting clothing to blend in. He almost had the chakra to create a Shadow Clone without getting tired. Once he did so, it would be easier to gain useful information.

Until then, he was in a crossroads.

"Just how far are we going to walk?" He asked.

She slightly turned to him. "Just a bit more. We've passed a couple of stores but the clothes will be too big for you."