Well, then, another one of those Naruto fanfics…hope you enjoy, especially since, well, you’re going to be one of the characters.

The story’s going to be made up of extremely short chapters, so sorry in advance, and also because the the sins I commit called procrastination, the updating periods can’t be promised to be too short either,(maybe once a month? ducks) so sorry in advance again.

Still, you can’t all be pessimistic like me.

Anyways, enjoy.

Midori Fujiwara

You find him where you expected him to be, where they told you he would be. The memorial stone of Konoha.

Him.

Kakashi Hatake.

Carrier of the Obito Uchiha Sharingan.

Who is on the list.

Who has to be eliminated.

You observe him behind the grove of trees.

Actually, he is quite attractive. As son of the White Fang of Konoha, he had adopted the family’s silver hair. He is young, they told you he is twenty-six at the time. His eye, that one eye that is actually his, is a soft black. His figure is not bad either, of course, you’d have a better idea of that if he were to remove a few layers of clothing.

Not that you were advocating he should…rather, shouldn’t.

Despite his generally youthful appearance, you could tell there was a lot of stress in his past, his face did not carry any feeling of happiness at all, as if he was always melancholy.

You mentally go through the appearance checklist again, just to make sure you have the right person. But could there have been an easier person to match descriptions with? Mask, covered left eye, silver hair…

You study his one exposed eye, to determine his state.

He seems lost in thought.

Perfect opportunity for you to strike.

You haven’t even taken a step yet, and though you have made no sound or vibration at all, Hatake looks up in your direction as if you had really made a racket. He looks directly at you and you freeze the flow of your chakra in an attempt to become indetectable. Stopping your own chakra flow brings a chill through you but you resist the urge to shiver.

This is how you must cover your presence.

You suddenly realize the staring has gone on too long. Before you react however, you find yourself pressed back against a hard warm body, and an icy kunai on your throat, trapping you.

Forcing you to back up for air.

Forcing you to look up at the face of Hatake.

Shit.

“What the hell do you want here?” he asks you harshly, his voice filled with pure bitterness and hate.

You reply casually, but acting as panicked as a normal person would. “I don’t know what you’re taking about…I was just passing by,” you say, straining to act fearful. In the meantime with your stealth skills, you put a clone in your place and find a nice spot in the trees to watch the fight between your clone and this…supposedly legendary Kakashi Hatake.

He doesn’t even notice the change, you quickly notice, and you almost laugh in mock amusement.

Hatake makes a less-than-amused laugh. “Hn, don’t kid me. I saw the headband with the slashed out insignia.”

You take note that Hatake is quite quick at noticing details. You are just as quick however, and leap down to the ground, aiming a kunai at Hatake’s turned back.

You suddenly realize that the Hatake you were aiming at was a clone, and your kunai goes through his diapparating shadow clone and on to destroy your own as well.

So he is just as good at concealing his clone’s fakeness as well…, you think.

You suddenly understand that the real Hatake is the one by the memorial stone, who hasn’t moved an inch.

Until now.

He leaps quickly towards you, two or three kunai in his hand. You whip out kunai as well, but not to block his attack. Instead you duck and let his body and attack pass above you.

You throw the kunai back behind you, where Hatake would land after you dodged his assault, but your kunai didn’t target at exactly where he would be.

Instead you aim your kunai at a space behind him, where you yourself know that a trap string is located. You set this trap a while back, just in case anything would go wrong.

You wait for the shuriken from behind him shoot at him, yet you wait and wait and there is nothing coming at him. In these split seconds you had just wasted, Hatake had already recoiled in his missed attack attempt and appears as though he would attack you again in the next second to come.

You think quickly. No, you couldn’t have missed. You, for a record, have never missed anything in your life; it is not likely you missed that single time.

Had you…have you miscalculated the position of your own trap?

No, it can’t be…

Hatake answers your mystery of missed string by throwing the kunai he had in his hands out at you. Naturally, you duck, still in shock about how your trap was never activated.

However you hear the sound of broken string some meters behind you and suddenly realize…

Hatake had reversed your own trap!

As you expected, he jumps up to leap behind the trap kunai, which are now coming for you. Hatake doesn’t know the pattern of your trap so staying in the direction of the shuriken would risk fatality for him.

That’s why he leapt behind the trap projectiles.

Which gives you some inspiration…

You swivel around to see your own shuriken targeting you.

With quick hand signs your muscles long had memorized the sequence of, you then raise both arms out in front of you to stop the projectiles coming your way.

The air-based jutsu you use sends a full blast of wind against the projectiles the moment they would slice you into pieces, slowing them at first, then completely stopping them and their rotations…

before hurling them back in the opposite direction, this time the projectiles coming from you toward Hatake once again, as if you had simply bounced them back.

Hatake clearly does not expect that to happen.

But you tell yourself that your counterattack is not credible. After all, you remind yourself that it was Hatake who had outsmarted you in the clone technique, and even reversed your trap in the midst of all the chaos. You take note that Hatake is not someone to be understimated, and that you should take everything seriously…which you should have done from the beginning, you scold yourself, but the past is over and done with.

You are in the present now.

Hatake throws himself to the ground to duck the incoming projectiles.

You’re not from or native to the Fire Country, more less the Leaf Village, and so it takes you a while to recognize Hatake’s sudden disappearance is because he had performed the Groundhog Decapitation Technique.

You almost realize this too late, and when you feel the slightest ground vibration and shaking directly under your feet, you leap up, making sure to tuck your feet into your body, raising them high above the ground as you possibly could, in fear that the second part of the Decapitation Technique would go against you. The part where the user would grab the ankle of the victim and pull the victim down into the ground, and if desired, the user was free to slice off the victim’s head.

You certainly do not want that to happen to you. Any other kind of death would be preferred than dying under an opponent. And this mission would be your chance to gain respect among your comrades…

You look down for Hatake’s hand to reach up out of the ground, anticipating your leg to be there, but indeed, Hatake had put variation in the jutsu, instead, coming fully out of the ground, aiming up at you, a kunai in hand.

By now, understanding how Hatake was a bit tricky, you had prepared for a surprise already, and you hold a kunai pointed down.

Your and his blade clash, but unfortunately, because he is heavier than you, and since both of you are mid-air, Hatake gains the advantage.

You try to prevent this by lifting your kunai up to deter his blade, but that only succeeds with you falling flat on your back. You quickly recoil, hitting both your feet onto the ground to gain momentum for flinging the rest of your body up, but because he is already so proximate to you, Hatake stops your recoil.

Hatake pushes you down to the ground with his body weight thrown on top of you.

He asks, “You’re from the Akatsuki aren’t you?”

You answer behind him, holding a kunai to his back. “Yes…” you answer.

And only then does he realize that who he is over is not you, but rather your clone.

You take your chance, smirking, plunging your kunai into his back.

But underestimate you do again, and quick as a flash, he flips onto his back, carrying your clone up to shield from your blade assault.

You watch your clone disapparate and catch Hatake evade from underneath on the side. He is above ground immediately, and leaps up to shower projectiles down at you.

You reach for your own shuriken and throw them out at each of his shuriken, making sure you throw them in such a way so that not only would your shuriken deflect his projectiles, but also afterward, target him.

You don’t think he was expecting that either, but apparently Hatake was pretty good at improvising. This time, Hatake, about to fall back down to the ground after reaching the height of his jump, uses your shurikens almost as steps on the way down the ground, stepping on each as he ran up closer to you.

If you didn’t look carefully, it would have appeared to you like he was walking on air.

You record the trick down. Not bad. You would try it later on.

You wait for Hatake to advance on you, because at the moment, you’re preparing your speciality jutsu. At the moment he goes into your range, you quickly zip is circles around him—both of you still in mid-air, about a yard above the ground—and in high speed, finally stop, pick a side of him to slice—you choose his anterior side—and bring down your sword.

You are convinced Hatake would be killed, because no one you had used the jutsu on had ever successfully blocked or evaded it. You are proud of the record your jutsu has, much like how you were proud about your one hundred percent accuracy…before reduced when Hatake messed it up.

But you tell yourself that didn’t count because the string was not there, and so you were not aiming at it, and therefore didn’t miss it. The string simply wasn’t there.

But a more critical side of you kills the excuse and maintains that you had killed your accuracy record under the mistake of underestimating…Hatake,

You have a feeling that he would break the record your infamous jutsu would have as well.

You began to feel extreme hatred toward him.

This time, with more personal issues.

And so you slice down as quickly and as forcefully as you could at his front side, hoping he would die, but expecting him not to.

Lord and behold, your sword is stopped centimeters away from finishing his life your sword caught between the edges of one of your very own shuriken. You can tell it was one of your own because your shuriken were custom, instead of having straight blades out, the blades were askew and curved on your shuriken. The unique form would ultimately result in a much greater chance of fatality to the shuriken’s victim and if not, then at least giving the victim an irreparable wound.

Anyways, your sword is now caught in between a shuriken under Hatake’s strength.

You wonder how he even saw your attack coming…and blocked it with an extremely narrow chance at doing so—the shuriken edge is not a full size shield.

You look up and you realize.

The Sharingan eye.

Of course.

You smirk.

Yes, this is definitely the one you were sent to eliminate.

Kakashi Hatake.

Identity confirmed.

You begin to search for a way out of the mess, because now Hatake is pushing, with your shuriken, up against your sword. You strain your sword down to keep the net force even.

Strength is not one of your specialties.

You could not win this kind of fight.

But you could win in alternate kinds of fights.

So you begin to look for a way out of the mess that would eventually be your demise.

But you still got plenty of strength left in you, and so, before trying any tricks, you take a good look at the Sharingan eye.

You have never seen a Sharingan eye up this close before. Itachi’s Mangekyo Sharingan is too intense for normal eyes to see.

Hatake’s Sharingan was no different from any other, besides the fact that Hatake was not from the Uchiha clan.

Spiraling commas, three fish swimming around a black abyss that seemed to be a darker black than even his normal eye.

Both eyes carried fierce passionate hatred, and you are in the reflection of the glaring eyes.

You hope your eyes are just as fierce and enmity-carrying as his.

“You want Naruto Uzumaki, don’t you?” he asks harshly.

You wait a second before answering.

“No,” you say and his eyes flash…both of them…and Hatake watches you study his Sharingan eye. “I’m not here for the jinchuuriki.”

You say ‘jinchuuriki’ in order to assure Hatake that, yes, you are aware of Uzumaki’s status.

And, yes, that after this current mission is completed…

the jinchuuriki will be assigned to you.

“For Sasuke?” he asks, almost in surprise, but his strong hold on the shuriken against your sword doesn’t falter.

“No, I’m not here for Uchiha, either,” you answer, recognizing the name of Itachi’s brother.

Sole brother left.

You suddenly notice an escape route, that there really is an alternative way out of the shuriken-to-sword strength strain.

And a way to possibly to win the fight.

So you decide to end the conversation quickly.

“No, I’m not here for either of them,” you say. “I’m here to kill you.”

Wow, been a long while since I've been back in the writing business again. Well okay, then you...what do you think about yourself in that story up there? Feel free to flame or criticize or comment or whatever, because there's always room for improvement. If you see any spelling or grammar errors, please tell me because I am learning English and can't afford to learn the wrong way! I paid for my classes, you know!

Midori Fujiwara