Finally, it's out. Man, you don't know how many times it took just to get it right or maybe acceptable. The ideas I had were crazy. So this is for all of the people who have read this chapter before and knew that I was going to rewrite this: I hope this is an improvement. Hope you enjoy it. For all who are hearing of Kakashi reborn for the first time: please read the note at the bottom of the page. oh and enjoy the story.

Chapter one

"I don't understand."

"Naruto"

"Why didn't he come back?"

"Naruto"

"How could everyone else come back and he doesn't?"

"Naruto, please"

"Is this some kind of sick twisted joke!"

"Naruto"

"It's not fair."

"Please Naruto. Let's go"

"It's not fair!"

Naruto opened his eyes. They were no longer the sad and cold lifeless blue they were a second ago. They were now blood red with slits for pupils. They were filled with anger and rage, but a second later they were back to a sad and cold lifeless blue. This was due to the actions of one Haruno Sakura who wrapped her arms around her closest friend the minute she saw his eyes. She wouldn't let him become that monster again. Not after it had happened once already on that day.

The people of Konoha could only watch sadly as the village pariah turned hero wept for his fallen jounin sensei. Naruto's friends stood a little closer though none dared to go forward. Akimichi Chouji was the only other person who was crying. He believed himself responsible for Hatake Kakashi's death. Even though his friends and comrades tried to convince him that if it were not for Hatake Kakashi's sacrifice, Naruto may not have defeated Pain, Chouji still blamed himself.

The few who knew him and of his relationship with the man who was the only casualty of Pain's attack, were shocked. Contrary to popular belief, Maito Gai did not cry. He would mourn later but he knew he would not shed a single tear. Mingled in with his sadness was confusion as was the case with so many others. He asked himself the same question many others had asked. Why had the copy nin not woken up?

He folded his arms and looked up to the sky. 'Maybe it was divine intervention?' he thought before a bitter chuckle escaped him.

Maito Gai would never know how correct he was.

…Somewhere else a few hours before…

"Thank you, son. That means a lot to me."

Hatake Sakumo poked at the fire with a stick before glancing at his son. Kakashi just gazed into the fire. "I wish I could have done more, though" Suddenly a green energy enveloped Kakashi. The old man sitting beside him chuckled.

"Well looks like you're going to get that chance Kakashi."

As suddenly as the energy came, it disappeared and someone spoke. "Could you have done anything, Kakashi? Could you?"

Once he heard this, Kakashi gave his father a look that clearly said he was confused. "Does this happen normally?"

Sakumo ignored Kakashi's words, choosing instead to look at something beyond Kakashi. "Well there's something, you don't see every day."

"What are you talking abou-" he asked while turning round.

He stopped dead when he saw the blonde-haired beauty approaching them. Her hair flowed all the the way down to her lower back and her face…well if Kakashi was sure about one thing this woman could make Jiraiya take on a vow of celibacy with one sentence. Maybe she already had.

Kakashi's naughty side caught note of her curves and the sway of her hips. The kimono that barely covered her creamy thighs was definitely not helping the situation.

The copy nin heard chuckling and turned to his father. The man had folded his arms over his chest and was shaking his head while looking at his son in a tsk manner. Kakashi glared back almost daring his father to say that he had not thought the same thing.

The woman spoke, "Could you Kakashi? If given the chance, what would you do?" She asked in a voice that matched her beauty. However Kakashi could detect a hint of authority, one he heard from people above his station.

For a moment the words didn't register to Kakashi and he was left staring at her. That was until his father saw fit to give him a light smack on the back of his head. After glaring briefly at his father, Kakashi's face took on a thoughtful expression. What would he do?

In the end, he eye-smiled at the woman and scratched the back of his head with his right hand.

"I guess such a question could only be answered in the heat of the moment."

Kakashi waited for her to respond but she didn't look like she was going to do that anytime soon. Her black obsidian eyes bored into his, as if she was looking into his very soul. Kakashi guessed that was probably not too far from the truth.

He glanced to the side to see if he could get help from his father but the White fang wasn't there anymore. The sound of a yawn from behind indicated that the man was lounging on one of the logs by the fire. The bastard. His own father had left him in the hands of what looked to be a very scary woman. Kakashi didn't like being left in the hands of scary women. No he did not.

Finally she broke the awkward silence. "I see." She proceeded to walk around him. "You would help your friends no matter what?"

"Sure, no matter what."

"And if one of them dies, perhaps the one closest to you?"

Kakashi narrowed his eye. "Try to move on and not let their deaths be in vain."

"You say that yet, you're unsure of whether you're capable of it."

"I am capable of it."

"Don't insult me with your lies."

"I am not lying."

"Admit it; you can't handle the loss of another precious person."

"I won't because it's not true!"

"Three people gone and you almost lost it."

"That's a lie!"

"The fourth left you and you became a shadow of your former self."

"Enough!"

Everything seemed to freeze at that. Sakumo raised his head to look at his son curiously. The woman stopped directly behind Kakashi to stare at the back of his head. Kakashi ran a hand over his face. This was not him. He was never angered this easily but the topic of the people precious to him was always a touchy one.

He turned round to face her. "I would prove it to you." He said in his calm voice. "If I had another chance I would prove it to you."

She tipped her head to the side. "Well then, let's see you prove yourself."

A white energy much like the green one that came earlier engulfed him. Needless to say Kakashi was visibly surprised. He inspected himself before looking up. Sakumo was now standing beside the strange woman. The last thing he saw was his father's smile.

The woman and Sakumo stared up at what was becoming a white dot in the sky. "What did you do to him?"

"I sent him to an alternate world."

"Why?"

"He needs to see that people should learn to move on and deal with what they have now than what they had before. You heard what he said but even he knew that he might not be able to survive another loss."

"Do you do this for everyone who's lost in their past?"

"Sometimes, but he was a special case. He was a deciding factor. He still is."

The white dot disappeared and Sakumo turned away. "As long as he's ok."

"Just out of curiosity, what are you going to do now?" she asked as she turned towards him.

Konoha's White Fang smiled at her. "My son forgave me for what I did." He walked away into the forest.

"I think I might be able to see his mother now."

When Kakashi opened his eyes, he felt terribly weak. He looked up and saw dark-grey storm clouds. The drops of rain were hitting his masked face hard. Instinctively he shut his Sharingan eye.

With a grunt he rolled onto his stomach. He put his hands out under him to pick himself up. That was when he got a good look at his hands. The fingerless gloves that had an iron plate with the leaf symbol carved into it were absent. He noticed he did not have rolled up sleeves. Instead there were black cut-off sleeves around the lower parts of his arm with metal arm protectors over them.

'Huh?'

There was a shout of "Hey Izumo! There's someone out there." This was followed by the sound of running feet and Kakashi found himself staring at blue Shinobi boots. He looked up weakly to see the worried face of Hagane Kotetsu. The rain made his hair fall around his face.

"Hey Kotetsu" Kakashi mumbled as he tried to get up.

"Uhm…hey kid. Are you ok? Wait, have we met before? How do you know my name?"

"Kid? What are you talking abou-" Kakashi finally succeeded in pulling himself up to a puddle of water. Even though raindrops kept disturbing the reflection, Kakashi could see it as clearly as day.

He no longer had the face of twenty-something year old Hatake Kakashi. He now had the face of thirteen year old fresh off the Kanabi bridge mission Hatake Kakashi. This revelation coupled with the exhaustion he was experiencing caused him to pass out.

At that moment Izumo landed next to them.

"Who is this guy?"

"No idea. He knew my name though,"

"How?"

"No idea."

"So what's wrong with him?"

"I don't know. He just passed out on me."

Both of them silently stared at Kakashi as it rained heavily around them. Izumo spoke. "You know, I think we should get him to the hospital."

"You think?" Kotetsu replied with sarcasm.

This caused Izumo to pout. "Fine, be mean about it. You still have to carry him since you found him."

"Ass"

You remember Kakashi's condition when he killed Kakko the Iwagakure nin, now he is exactly like that. Basically it's his body fresh after killing Kakko and receiving the Sharingan. It has everything he had at that moment when he perfected the chidori except for the white light chakra saber and the sheath holding that blade, along with the straps. For anyone wondering, no, he doesn't have his hitai-ate since he didn't have it at that moment either. I hope you get that idea.

I'll just say now, the story will have a few major changes.