Let me just begin by saying how wonderful you guys are and how much I love all my readers and my fans. After months and months of waiting on this story, you guys are still hanging on to the tiny thread of hope that I may still be alive somewhere on this earth. And yes, I'm still here. Just like Kakashi in this story, I'm ashamed, terrible and guilty as hell. No amount of apology can describe how terribly sorry I am for not updating this story.

The funniest thing is, exams are just two days away and instead of studying, stressing the hell out of myself like all the other people I know and whatnot, I'm here writing this long long long long OVERDUE chapter. Yes, that is how out of my mind I have become.

But seriously people, I give you my deepest apologies. I love you all, really. All your wonderful reviews and comments fill my heart with joy, and all I can think about is how I've let you all down.

I won't expect for you all to understand, but for those people still reading this story, I am very sorry and here is the next chap.


Disclaimer: Don't I just love these things? They always remind me that I own nothing.


Time travelling was a mistake, Kakashi regretted. What did he expect to happen? That Naruto would get to experience love and that he and his family would live happily ever after? Heck if it was that easy.

Naruto would have been just fine with the way things were, he had gotten used to them anyways. The worse had already happened, or at least, it couldn't get any worse. Maybe this wasn't even about Naruto's happiness to begin with, it was about Kakashi. He thought that maybe, that if Naruto had time travelled and gotten the chance to spend some time with his family, the guilt eating away at the Hatake would ease. But he could not be any further from the truth. In fact he felt ashamed, terrible, and guilty as hell, the way Kushina and Minato were staring at him right now. He knew that no matter how he unfolded the future to the pair, someone was going to end up hurt. Maybe not physically, but emotionally.

However as he sat there choosing his words carefully right before saying them, he could not bring himself to meet the older blond in the eyes. He shouldn't be telling them what a horrible path fate has laid out ready for them. He shouldn't be telling them about a future he could have changed himself and made better. Him. He could have made things better, made Naruto's life easier. He should have, he had promised damn it! But did breaking a promise that was not even made yet count? Maybe that was even worse. Now he wasn't making any sense.

When Kakashi stopped talking for a second, he was met with silence that seemed to drag on for eternity, making him wish he was anywhere but in the same room as his ex-sensei.

He had never seen anyone look so pale and broken and yet so deadly at the same time. He was surprised Minato hadn't exploded yet, yelled at him and then gone and unleashed his fury on the village on a, 'you- are –all- a –bunch- of- traditors' frenzy.

But no. At the moment, Minato managed to still look calm and collected something that Kakashi feared even more.

He hadn't said much, just beating around the bush and telling Minato the things that would keep him rooted to his seat until Kakashi could get to the worse part. But Kakashi didn't know if he could bring himself to tell them anymore.

"Worse things had happened to Naruto before," Kakashi explained, the tension in the room seeming as if it was going to suffocate him. He swore to god, if Minato didn't say a word for the next minute or so, he was going to go insane. "But this guy, he had gone too far. I was so angry I didn't know what I was doing. He was kicking him around like a rag doll. I lost control and I used my chidori on him and Naruto saw the whole thing."

Minato stiffened, clenching his fist so tightly that his whole arm was turning a sickly pale colour. "That explains a few things," he said bitterly at last. His mind was trying to register everything that Kakashi had said so far. How he had managed to still be seated in his seat was a surprise even to him. So that explained Naruto's panic attack a few months ago and the state the child had been in when he first encountered him. The thought of anyone laying hands on him, let alone hurting Naruto made Minato's blood boil. But most importantly, what he wanted to know was where he and Kushina were in all this mess?

"Where are your parents?"

"I don't have any."

"Kushina and I," Minato began, taking a hold of Kushina's hand and giving it a light squeeze. It would have been an understatement if he had said that her face was almost as red as her hair. Her anger was fuel for his. "What happened to us? Where were we and why didn't we do anything?" He wanted to know what Naruto meant when he said he had no parents and the way Kakashi was shifting in his seat at the moment made him assume the worse instantly.

Kakashi gave Minato a fleeting look before casting his eyes elsewhere. Running his hand through his hair, he drew a heavy sigh. Kami what was he thinking? There was no way Minato was just going to leave everything as they were. The blond was deemed to try and change things.

"None of you could do anything," Kakashi said. "When you sealed the Kyuubi into Naruto, it didn't come at an easy price."

Minato didn't flinch, didn't even look up and it was his lack of reaction that scared the silver-haired clad.

"And Kushina?" he asked.

This time, Kakashi forced himself to look up at Minato and Kushina. They stared back at him expectantly. The sound of coughing and sneezing coming from outside distracted him for a second, giving him time to think of words to answer his ex-sensei.

"She dies giving birth to Naruto," he stated. Well what else could he say? It was the truth, the inevitable truth.

Minato appeared to have frozen in time all of a sudden. He stared at no one in particular for what seemed like hours until someone nudged him gently.

He turned to see Kushina looking at him. Her face softened slightly and she gave him a small smile.

"You're breaking my hand," she told him. Minato just stared at her and before Kushina knew what was going on, he had her pressed against his chest in a tight hug. Kakashi silently watched on as Kushina hugged him back and kissed his forehead.

After a while, Minato pulled back, his eyes hazy. He stood from his seat steadily, raking his fingers through his hair. "I need to get some fresh air," he announced. Without waiting for a response, he was gone and all they saw was a yellow flash.

You've done it this time Kakashi.


"Is Daddy going to be alright?" Naruto moved away from the door where he was spying on Kakashi and his parents.

He couldn't help but be curious. He didn't know what it was about the silver-haired shinobi that scared him, but he knew that he had to be careful.

Naruto had seen him in his dreams before, nightmares actually. He didn't know when he started having nightmares; maybe it was when he got sick. Maybe it was that thing Orochimaru gave them, what else could it be?

Naruto sniffled his nose and turned to look at Tenzou. The kid was sitting on the edge of the bed, tangling his legs back and forth seeming to be deep in thought.

"Daddy doesn't look very well. Is he going to be alright?"

Naruto repeated again, followed by a loud sneeze. Tenzou looked up this time.

"Of course, Naruto-kun. I'm sure he will be fine," Tenzou said. He hadn't been paying much attention to what the adults were discussing. "What did you hear?"

Naruto shrugged his shoulders and frowned.

"I don't know. Daddy seemed upset and he just left. I think it was about something that man said," Naruto said, referring to Kakashi.

He felt drowsy and his head hurt. He just wanted to go to sleep, but it was as if he could feel something lurking within him and trying to escape. That scared him as he thought about the Kyuubi and its fangs, and the way it had looked at him with eyes promising blood. Why did it seem so angry?

Naruto felt like crying.

Tenzou, seeing the pained look on the young blond's face, jumped to his feet and was by his side in an instant.

"Are you OK?" he panicked.

Naruto nodded his head but looked unsure. He didn't feel OK, and he wasn't sure what was really wrong with him.

Tenzou's eyes quickly darted around, wondering what he should do.

"I wanna go to sleep," Naruto groaned out.

"But you just got out of bed!" Tenzou replied, giving the child a concerned look.

"Can't I go back to bed again?" Naruto challenged. Not knowing what to do, Tenzou sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well…um, sure. But you have to take your medicine first," Tenzou replied.

To that, Naruto groaned and threw his figure onto the bed, looking more skinny than he did a few weeks ago.

"But I don't want to, though!" Naruto thought of that substance that Orochimaru fed them and grimaced.

"I'm sorry, Naruto-kun, but that is the only way you are going to get better," came a voice from the door.

The two turned to look at Kushina, who gave them both a grim smile.

"Mommy!" Naruto, forgetting his sickness, hopped out of bed and ran to the red-head. She scooped him up into her arm and kissed his forehead.

"Fine," Naruto said, giving in. "I'll drink the medicine."

Meanwhile, Tenzou was once again staring off into the distance, his mind deep in thought. He hadn't told anyone yet, but since Naruto got sick, he started to feel weird, too. Not sick as in the same conditions as the blonde, but sick in a way that he didn't understand. He knew that something was happening to him.


It wasn't hard finding Minato when he took off. When Kakashi decided to go after him, not bothering to think about the possible risks, he found him easily. Minato was standing on top of the mountains, overlooking the village. However, instead of the normally cheerful, carefree expression, Minato's face was rigid and hard. It didn't take a genius to tell that he was holding everything in.

When he felt the presence of Kakashi, he didn't even bother to turn around. Moments passed and the two just stood there, not saying anything. Kakashi could feel the pressure of the silence built up until he thought it was going to explode into a physical form, but then Minato spoke.

"You know I can't leave everything the way it is," he said, his voice sounding even more distant than his actual presence.

Kakashi sighed. This whole thing really was all just a big mistake.

"I knew this would happen," Kakashi stressed.

Minato whipped around to face him. The look on his face caused Kakashi to mentally shrink back in fear.

"Well what do you expect me to do, Kakashi? Hmm? After all you have just told me, do you really think I would just sit down and watch my world and life get destroyed?" Minato was rambling, and it was obvious that he was furious.

"Minato, I'm sorry-."

"Sorry isn't going to change much, Kakashi. I have to do something. I can't lose her," Minato cut in, trailing off.

Kakashi sighed once again. He didn't know what to say or do. If Minato did really go through and change the past, what would happen to the future? Maybe this was doing more harm than good.

"What are you going to do?" Kakashi asked.

Minato didn't bother answering as he just turned and stared off into the distance once again.


Again, I am very sorry people. Personally this chapter was not up to scratch and there is a likely chance that I might add more later.

I'm trying to get back to my old writing style cos I feel that it suits this story much better. You know, laid back and carefree as well as cute :3

Anyways, I just want to let you all know that I have not abandoned this at all.

Peace y'all and hopefully I'll be seeing you all soon :)

p.s don't forget to review maybe?