Hey guys! Im back for chapter two, this one's a bit shorter but I hope it still transmits subtle changes in Kakashi and his relationship with the world around him. Please do review! Your coments can really help!

Music can change the world because it can change people.

Tomoko Hirashi was a mystery. She was a Prodigy, yet she acted like a child. She was the best of her group and was given a field promotion yet she refused to leave her team. She spoke one sentence to Kakashi in his entire life and yet he couldn´t forget her.

Since that night Kakashi began to pay attention to her. He would pass by training ground 5 in the mornings because he knew her team was training there. He would watch her techniques, how she would give her weak teammates tips. As if that would help them out in the field. They would hold her back.

Whenever team seven was in the missions office he would sneak a peak at the mission roster and look for team 2. They were doing consistent D ranks with one or two C ranks. It was pathetic. They were holding them back.

She was holding herself back.

Tomoko Hirashi was strong and intelligent but she was still a fool and it made him very angry. So Kakashi resolved to stay as far away from her as posible.

The war was getting worse. You could tell in the markets, there were fewer products, it was mostly empty and civilians would pass in a hurry as if Iwa nin would appear from around the corner and hack their heads off.

There was a drop in moral, both from the civilians and merchants who were suffering from the lack of trade and from the shinobi themselves who were seeing their forces being depleated so rapidly.

Shinobi were getting fied promotions left and right. if you were slightly competent you would get the minimum two recommendations for a promotion and if you were like Kakashi, you would get five or six and be promoted efective immediatly.

It was a dreary day when Kakashi was promoted to Jounin. He supposed in hindsight, it was a foreshadowing of all the misery that was to come.

He just never realised it.

When he got home from the small ceremony, there was another CD and a note left on his bed. Faint traces of Hirashi's chakra were on his window still. How she got past his defences was something that irked him everytime he thought about it. He should be better that that. He was better than that.

Kakashi wanted to ignore it. And he did, for about three weeks until he came home one day with this strange urge to just hear something other than the complete silence that hung in his apartment.

He kneeled to look under his bed and took out a box that had the CD player she had given him a couple of years ago, the new CD and her note.

He took the note and tried to read her scratchy handwriting.

To some happiness is freedom. To others its family. Everyone has their own sense of happiness. What's yours Kakashi Hatake?

Congratulations on your promotion.

He furrowed his brows and crumbled the paper. Happiness? She was more naive than he thought. Kakashi stuck the crumbled note back into the box and put in the new CD. He sat by his window still that hid him from the people in the streets and pressed play.

Slowly as he began to hear the dulcet and sweet tones in the music his shoulders drooped and the tension eased out of him.

The stress and worries he had about the village, about Minato-sensei everytime he went out to the front lines, they all left.

Happiness…

Ninja were not supposed to have a source of happiness. They were tools for the village, they had rules they had to follow, their happiness was the village.

He didn't need to have a source of happiness. He was fine the way he was.

He was very, very wrong.

Years later he would find the crumbled note and finally have an answer for both Tomoko and himself.