A Hole in One's Heart [Kakashi Hatake]

Chapter 16: The Boy with Silver Hair

I apologize if there are any errors is this, I actually wrote it all from memory. I have watched these episodes too many times...  

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     Munona stabbed himself in the heart, and I felt the life leave his body. I was going to fall onto the ground and there was nothing that I could do to slow my descent; my body was too weak with chakra drain. As I fell, I braced myself for the impact, but instead I was met with a slight grunt when I collided with someone's solid chest. It was Kakashi.

     "K-Kakashi... Thanks for saving me. I-I thought that this was going to be the end and that Orochimaru would have me for sure." He started laughing, his chest vibrating against my back.

     "I thought that you knew me better than that or has your stalking let you down?" I ignored his teasing and he continued, "Because I never abandon my comrades." I looked up slowly trying to look at his face when I thanked him for saving me, but all the words died in my throat when I saw his sharingan. My mind began to swirl and consciousness was ripped from my grasp.

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     There were two children at a jutsu competition. One with black hair and another with purple marks on her cheeks. The boy did a little fire style jutsu, and the girl clapped loudly and cheered him on. Confident in his victory, he waltzed over to his best friend. But then a small boy with silver hair, a mask, and a green scarf took to the platform. He was going to do an earth style jutsu, but no one believed that someone so young could pull it off. He proved them wrong. He did some quick hand signs and slammed one hand on the ground. The entire area rippled with the effect of his jutsu. It literally knocked every one's socks off, and the judges couldn't get out their cards for a perfect ten fast enough. The boy with black hair was crest fallen. He had lost.

     The same children were seen playing kick the can. The black haired boy just couldn't keep up with the one with the silver hair. He was crushed even more when he saw the deep love that the silver haired boy and his father shared. He didn't have a father, or a mother.

     They were leaving a school building. Lots of children were holding folders and making new friends. The boy with black hair was running to them, but he was too late. He had missed the orientation. But, then the girl with purple cheeks handed him everything that he needed. The silver haired boy scoffed, he thought that the girl was going too easy on the other boy.

     Now the silver haired boy was not with any other children. He was standing alone, shaking, fists tightly clenched. He was standing over the body of a man who looked just like him. His father. And he was dead.

      Now the silver haired boy is cold, a rule follower, has no other friends. He had graduated from the Academy at age five and became chunin at age six. All of his other friends would graduate at nine and become chunin at around eleven, but he had used his natural genius and sadness to leave them all in the dust.

     A boy in a green jumpsuit approached the silver haired boy. He was not impressed, but through the perseverance of the boy in the green jumpsuit, the two became friends and rivals for life, for eternity.

     Now they were all genin and chunin. The boy black hair, the girl with purple cheeks, and the boy with silver hair were on a team together. They were lead by a kindly jounin with electric blonde hair. By using his other teammates, the one with silver hair was able to get a bell from the blonde sensei. They all passed the bell test happily.

     The girl with purple cheeks was watching the boy with silver hair and blushing. Love was written all over her face. The boy with black hair was watching her with love written all of his face. But, sadness and jealousy were there too. He could see her eyes on the other boy.