Here For You - Kakashi Hatake x OC

Chapter 1: The Academy

"Okay, everybody, calm down, take your seats!" I watched the Sensei as he tried to herd all the excited new students into the classroom and into their seats. I had already taken a spot in a back corner next to a window, which gave me a view of the Academy training grounds. It looked like nobody was going to sit next to me, which was a relief to me. I usually kept to myself. For a 5-year-old, I was a pretty quiet and antisocial being. Well, it was only fitting, since I, basically, had nobody.

I had never known my mother – she had died giving birth to me. I did, however, have a photograph of her on my bedside, and she was quite beautiful. I had inherited her amazingly blue eyes and light blonde hair, as well as most of her facial features. Anyways, I was almost the living embodiment of her, even at my young age. My father, on the other hand, had taken care of me for as long as he could. Until he was killed in action half a year ago, we were at war, after all. It broke my heart. I wanted to scream, but my voice was stuck in my throat. Instead, I found myself visiting the KIA stone each morning, talking to him, wishing I could have had more time with him.I always kept the kunai he adored with me, an elegant silver dagger with the Konoha symbol engraved at it's base. It was my prized possession, the only thing I had left of my father.

I thought of how happy I used to be. My father and a few of his friends getting together every Saturday, me coming into the room where they were chattering loudly and cheerfully, my father noticing me and picking me up onto his shoulders, showing me off to his buddies. He would praise my outstanding ninja skills and take me out to train. I would never have had the knowledge I now possessed if it werent't for him. I would be eternally grateful to him for everything that he had taught me. I missed him. I had never known any other members of my clan, my father and I were the only ones that had survived the bombing of our clan's compound. I never knew much about my clan, no history, no memories, no nothing. My clan wasn't mentioned in any books, and my father usually refused to talk about it. I understood, it must have been painful for him to lose so much in just one night.

"Settle down, everybody!" My thoughts were interrupted by the Sensei as the new pupils rushed to take a seat. I looked around at my new classmates. Some stood out more than others – a pretty girl with crimson eyes, a boy with a scar going across his face, a boy holding a senbon in between his teeth, and a silver-haired boy with a mask covering half of his face. All the girls, except the red-eyed one, seemed to be fawning over him. I scoffed. I recognized him as Sakumo Hatake's son, Kakashi. Sakumo was my father's friend, and I was aware that he was known as the White Fang of the Leaf, a hero of our village. His son was known as a prodigy, he was as famous as his father, resembling him in his skills and his trademark silver hair. I wasn't sure about the face resemblance, since Kakashi hid his face under that mask of his. I turned away and looked out the window. Sakura trees were in bloom and it made me feel at ease, almost peaceful, watching the pink petals dance wherever the wind led them. I was brought back to reality when I heard a loud thud, I turned around and saw a boy with ridiculous orange goggles and a lollipop in his mouth, laying on the ground. He quickly stood up and screamed: "Sorry I'm late! I was helping this old lady with her groceries and..." he trailed off as the Sensei sighed. "Sit down, Obito". The black-haired boy made his way over to my desk, since it was the only one that held an empty seat. I mentally sighed as he sat down. "Hi!" He eagerly smiled at me. I looked at him. "Hi," I said quietly. "I'm Obito Uchiha, and one day I'm going to become Hokage and save the world!" He exclaimed proudly. I stared at him, but I decided to be polite for once in my life. "Hi, Obito, my name is Katsumi Abe, it's nice to meet you." He grinned at me.

I watched everybody intently while Obito tried to catch my attention multiple times. Sensei had told us to each stand up and tell everyone a bit about themselves. I sweatdropped once Obito stood up and I realized I was next. I really didn't like speaking in front of large groups of people, fearing I would stutter or make a fool of myself. "I'm Obito Uchiha, and one day I'll awaken my Sharingan, become the best Hokage and save the world!" I heard him sat down and the Sensei gestured to me. I sighed and stood up, gripping the table unnoticeably (I hoped), fearing that my legs would give way.

"Well, uhm, I'm Katsumi Abe, I aspire to become Konoha's best female ninja, and, uhm, yeah," I blushed furiously and sat down, hiding my face with my hair. Obito nudged me, "Hey, I'll help you become the best female ninja, yeah? Don't be shy." I looked up at him, still red as a tomato, but I gave him a half-smile. I wasn't really listening to what the others were saying about themselves. I glanced around the room and met the eyes of the silver-haired masked boy. He seemed to be staring at me. Once I caught his gaze he looked away and I shrugged, continuing to make small-talk with Obito. He was a fun and outgoing person, I could almost see us talking without me trying to strangle him.

Finally, the class ended, we bid our Sensei goodbye and left the Academy. I was alone, and I decided to climb a tree (as the ninja do it, of course, meaning no hands) that grew over the playground. I found a decently comfortable branch and watched the other kids below me. Obito was talking to a girl whom I recognized as Rin, another Kakashi fangirl. Poor Obito, she would never look at him. I felt sorry for him. I ended up sitting there until the evening, lost in my thoughts, until childrens' parents came to take them home. I saw Sakumo and I watched Kakashi run up to him. I felt a pang of hurt in my chest, remembering him sitting in my living room with my father... My father. I frowned as I saw that nobody was left on the playground, except Obito, who was staring at the playground entrance, looking extremely sad. I jumped down from the tree and walked up to him. "Are you going home?" I asked him. "Huh? Oh hi, Katsumi," He looked surprised to see me, "Yeah, I'll be going now." I understood that he, also, no longer had any parents. I guess we had something in common. "Do you want to me to walk you home?" He suddenly asked, "It's getting pretty dark." I didn't know how to tell him that I'd rather be alone without hurting him. "Actually, sorry, Obito, I have to go visit my father right now, maybe next time." I gave him a half-smile and he grinned, "It's okay, I guess I'll see you at the Academy!" He ran off and I made my way to the KIA stone.

"Hello, father. I just wanted to stop by tonight, I was missing you. I started the Academy today, I made friends with this boy, he's called Obito. He seems alright. Also, Sakumo's son is in my class. I wish you were here, maybe I could have been friends with him as well, if you were still friends with his father. He isn't all t eager to make friends," I spoke to my father quietly. I kneeled at the KIA stone and a few tears escaped my eyes. "I really miss you, father. I wish you were here to train me and to love me. But I promise, I will make you proud. I will become the best kunoichi of the Leaf, you'll see." I wiped my tears off my cheeks with my sleeve and made my way home.

I sighed as I entered the classroom the next day. I glanced coldly at my classmates as I made my way to my seat in the back. A boy with black hair wearing a weird necklace approached me as soon as I sat down. "Why do you look so pissed at everybody all the time?" I turned to him, "It's none of your concern." He laughed and tugged at a piece of my hair, making me flinch. "Leave me alone," I muttered. "Yeah? Or what? You'll tell on me to your daddy? Oh, wait, you have no daddy, you have nobody!" He bellowed in my face. I raised my kunai, cutting the strand of hair he was gripping, and was about to lunge at him when somebody's figure appeared right between us. That was really fast, I thought to myself. The person was standing with his back to me, but I could recognize that silver hair from any angle.

"Leave her alone," I heard him say to my bully, "I'll hurt you if you don't." The black-haired boy backed off, glaring at me, "Got yourself a bodyguard now, yeah? Smooth," He growled. Kakashi moved quickly and swiftly, punching the boy in the face. "I'm nobody's bodyguard. But I would never stand around and watch my comrades be tortured." He spat in his face and turned to me. "Thank you," I mouthed to him, and he nodded. I thought I could see a hint of a smile in his eyes.

I didn't speak to him after that for a very long time.