Author's Note:

I noticed how OOC Kakashi and Madara were as well as Obito. Their personalities to be scrambled up. And I'm too lazy to fix the last chapter. Maybe I'll go back and readjust a few things, but at the time being, I'm not going to do anything, yet.

I kind of made Kakashi sound like Obito and Obito sound like Kakashi. And Madara is suppose to be a bit more malicious, yet I made him seem nicer than he usually is.

So I hope this is an improvement of the characters, comment on what you think of the change!

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"They laugh at me because I'm different; I laugh at them because they're all the same."
-Kurt Cobain

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Three Years Later

Several shinobi from the village of Konohagakure had scouted the regions near Kiri, still in search for the missing Hatake.

Minato just couldn't give up. He had hope, that his student, Kakashi was still out there. The boy was strong enough to live through war; he couldn't have just died for an unknown reason.

Even if the boy did die, Minato wanted to find the body. His student should deserve a funeral in which everyone would come to respect him.

So here, three grumbling chuunins were in search for the last of the Hatake heir, yet they could have just stayed home to drink sake, or possibly gamble at the town, Tanzaku.

"I can't believe the Yellow Flash wanted us to find Sakumo's kid! He's been missing for two goddamn years! Either he's dead, or he doesn't want to come back to the village! End of discussion!" One of the irritated chuunins, Kyoto, complained.

"Minato-sama just feels bad because he already lost his other student..." The other chuunin, Mitsui, pointed out,"That talented medic kunoichi... Maybe he wants to find Sakumo's kid just to make sure that he hasn't lost another one of his students..."

"Another student, my ass. We've been out of Konoha for two weeks, and there is still no sign of the dumb kid!" The crankiest among the chuunins, Towa, muttered, his agitation showing, clearly,"I can't stand another damn minute away from Konoha. All three of us have family that are waiting for us, yet we're here, being assigned a mission to search for a kid that is either far away from this area or dead."

The two chuunins mumbled, somewhat agreeing to their comrade, but continued to search about the forestry grounds.

"...Fifteen more minutes. In fifteen more minutes, if we can't find the kid, we go home." Kyoto finalized their decision and the three scatter amongst the area to look.

And nearby, an ominous shadow had hid and watched the three men search diligently for this silver-haired male.

The individual smirked, lips curved into a malicious form before landing lightly on his feet after dropping from the high branch of a tree.

"So they've finally consider to search for me, ne?"

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Mitsui cursed as he picked several thorns out of his palm. This was a drag for him, to search a kid who may have die-

He halts to a stop, only to notice that the atmosphere was much more... foggier than before. There was a thick mist that had settled in the area. It was utterly rare for a thick fog to settle so quickly. Why didn't he notice this while walking?

Cautious of what may happen to him, and the approach of anyone, he pulled out a kunai. His hands trembled with the sense of fear by his side. He wasn't an incredibly strong shinobi, why the hell was he stuck in a scenario like this?

"K-Kyoto? To-Towa-san?" Mitsui held the blunt weapon close to him, the only thing that was able to protect him. "It better n-not be y-you two who's pranking on m-me! It w-would be b-bullshit to stab either of y-you!"

There was an eerie silence that followed after. The brunette's skin crawled with goosebumps and at the sound of a snap of branch breaking, Mitsui hurled the kunai in the sense of direction,"Show yourself!"

The mysterious figure stepped out from the shadows. Mitsui couldn't tell who the individual was; all he could define was that the structure was of a male, and this person was hooded.

"I don't want to cause an trouble, s-sir. But my comrades and I are l-looking for a child name of Hatake Kakashi..." The brunette tensed, exhaling a shuddering breath.

The hooded individual took a step forward, his arms moving to cross over his chest and a low chuckle escaped his masked lips, which made Mitsui's legs quiver underneath him, "Hatake...Kakashi? I know that name..."

"Y-You do?" Mitsui stepped forward, a relieved expression released his overwhelmed panic. Maybe, this man could help him find the troublesome Hatake boy. "Have you seen him around here? This area was where he was last seen."

"I have seen him, actually. You're in luck, good sir." The hooded male responds in a lethargic tone. His lips curve upwards to form a malicious smirk and the mysterious individual grabbed the poor chuunin by the throat.

Mitsui gagged and clutched the man's arms, in hopes to free himself from the psychotic male's grasp,"L-Let... go of me... bastard!"

The hooded being chuckled lightly, before pulling down the hood from his jacket; he didn't even bother letting go of Mitsui.

And to the chuunin's recognition, the mismatched eyes, the mask, the silver hair. This was none other than...

"Are you at a lack of words, Shinobi-san?" The deceitful edginess of the silver-haired man came drawling out in a playful tone. Mitsui stifled an inaudible muffle.

He tried swiping the man's arms from his throat, and Mitsui coughed out," Y-You're K-Kaka...shi... B-Bastard..."

His hazel eyes lost light and his head hung down, in which his body limped as well. The rogue shinobi had squeezed the air out of the chocolate-haired chuunin. He had choked the man to death

Mitsui was dead.

Kakashi allows his grasp to loosen from the man; his mismatched eyes flickered upon the deadened look on the chuunin's face.

Konoha was weak.

The Hatake turned away from the corpse and bound up in the trees. He should probably send a message to Konoha. It would be quite the entertainment to watch the village go into panic.

He hid his chakra and followed the remaining chuunins that went off to search for him.

Why did Minato send shinobi to look for him?

Gnashing his teeth, Kakashi sped through the tangled branches of trees and settled underneath one of the chuunins, Towa.

'Minato, you were never there to help Rin and I. You were to busy with your own priorities. You never gave a thought of us... And that's why-'

The Hatake grimaced, his hand clenching against the sharp bark of the tree. He would never forgive Minato for it.

Rivulets of blood slipped down from his palm. The crimson liquid dripped down, plummeting towards the ground.

The drop of blood hits the puzzled chuunin, Towa, on the cheek. The chuunin wipes the splatter of blood with his thumb and inspects it for a few seconds before glancing up, only to be attacked and pinned down by a silver-haired male.

"What the hel-" Towa struggles to escape the grip of the stange attacker," Get the fuck off me you asshole!"

The chuunin kicks off Kakashi; he scrambles backwards and only had several seconds to stare at his predator.

In that matter of seconds, the last of the Hatake, dug his rusty kunai into Towa's gut. The crimson gore sprayed in every direction and the unfortunate chuunin drowned in his own blood.

The fluid stained Kakashi's clothes. The metallic, pungent smell overwhelmed his nose, but he ignored it.

Another chuunin dead, one more to go.

Kakashi stood up and wiped the blood that clung to his skin. He may ask Hotaru to cleanse out the blood from his clothes, as long as she wouldn't kill him for wasting precious time to do the laundry.

He chuckled lightly at the thought of Hotaru screaming bloody murder to do his own laundry.

'I'm not a housewife!' The pouty sixteen-year-old would cry out and chase after him with a katana in her hand in which he would tease, profusively while being chased away by her.

The Hatake shakes his head at the childish thought. His senses perked as he notices the faint hue of chakra. Alas, the remaining Konoha shinobi was going to be dead in three... two... one...

The tip of his kunai pressed against the last of Konoha's chuunin's throat. The man shuddered, completely frightened and bewildered of the strange being that had attacked out of nowhere.

"It's too bad that Konoha sent weak ninja to go search for me. I was actually looking for a decent fight, but in the end, I get three squabbling shinobi that are suppose to be superior than me." Kakashi's tongue clicked in agitation as he shook his head with mock disappointment.

"Please, spare me!" The chuunin, Kyoto, cried out with mercy," I have a family that I need to take care of! Please!"

The silver-haired prodigy wrinkled his face in disgust. It was pathetic for any shinobi to plead for their life. Death was death. Living was living. Their fate depended on how strong they were or not.

"I had a family as well, but it was certain that they were dead before I knew what had happened to them." The Hatake spat out, his tone brimming with bitterness," Konoha is a deplorable village. Your family will end up perished as well, if you stay in Konoha."

Kyoto jittered with abhorrence and implored once more," Please, I beg of you. I do not know your past or understand the grudge you have with my home, but I will make sure to carry your burdens in which I stay there."

For a moment, Kakashi hesitated. He tightened his grip on the weapon he held before muttering out in an incredulous tone," It's stupid of you of what you think that I have mercy for my enemies..." He plundered the kunai towards Kyoto's neck, ignoring the desperate cries of mercy...

The kunai Kakashi held, flung out of his hand and clattered onto the ground. Kyoto braced for the impact that had never came, and as the chuunin peeked open one of his closed eyes, he took image of a girl.

An alluring, jet-black haired female.

Kakashi tilted his masked face towards the cause of the interruption; his mismatched eyes narrowed with irritation in which he spat out with the sense of agitation and annoyance,"What the hell was that for, ne?"

"Madara-sama didn't send you out here to take a bloodbath, ahō." The girl stated with an unwavering tone,"You're dumb enough to get rid of all the men? It's good timing that I came to stop you."

"They were annoying me." Kakashi stated with a dull tone before letting his grasp go from Kyoto,"Maa, why did you have to intercept, Hotaru-chan?"

"You call me Hotaru-senpai, ahō." The girl hisses and jumps down from the tree branches, her feet landing lightly on the soiled ground.

"Madara-sama told me you were up to no good."

The lazy Hatake faces the female with a slouch posture, his hands slipping into his pockets,"Ne? And you believe everything what Madara says?"

Kyoto shivers as he scoots back, his spine running up with a tingly feeling of absurdness. 'These maniacs are going to kill me.'

"Where the fuck do you think you're going, Konoha-baka?" The sharp blade of a katana managed to strike Kyoto, square in the right shoulder. The blade goes through the chuunin's flesh and shatters the bone, in which it hits the trunk of the tree as well.

The shinobi screams in utter pain and Kakashi sighs, rubbing the back of his head while taking a step back to observe the injured chuunin,"If you were going to kill him, you might have well strike him, painlessly, Hotaru-chan."

"It's Hotaru-senpai!" She hisses before twisting the blade in the man's shoulder and glaring right at his pained expression,"...Go back to where you came from. The shinobi you're looking for isn't going to come back."

"But he is right ther-"

Kakashi strides towards the man, kneeling down and eyeing him with mismatched orbs before muttering,"The Kakashi that Konoha knew, he's dead."

Kyoto's eyes fluttered in which the chuunin collapses in a heap, with the katana still intact in his shoulder. Before his vision blacked out, all he could see were two images of...villains. Villains that would eventually conquer and kill. Konoha was in definite trouble.

As well as the other villages...

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"Ky...oto!" "Oi! .... oto-san! "Wa...up!"

Kyoto could hear the vague voices of... people. Both his ears rung and echoed, the noises that surrounded him. It was almost like he was in a dream...

"Kyoto-san!" One of the shinobi who was called out to retrieve the chuunin, shook Kyoto in a panicked state,"Kyoto-san! Can you hear me?!"

The male groaned, wincing slightly at his wound that was bandaged up. His eyes widened and he exclaimed in a hoarse tone,"Where's the other two shinobi?! Did you take them down?"

Several of the ninjas looked concerned and as well, query.

"Two other shinobi?" One of the males, Genma Shirunai, raises an eyebrow with thought and bites the senbon that hung out of his mouth,"...No. Our group only saw your bleeding ass here."

Kyoto frowns as the comment in which Genma had made a teasing joke out of,"No. Have you seen two rogue shinobi, both male and female?"

"Like I said, I saw your bleeding ass here! I didn't see anyone else but you!" Genma frowned and gazed at the chunin with a serious expression,"Where's the other two? Mitsui and Towa?"

Kyoto blinks and bites his lower lip, he shakes his head pathetically and murmurs," I don't know where they are..."

"You don't know? What the hell do you mean you don't know? They're your best buds!"

"I don't know! We've separated trying to find the Hatake kid!"

Kyoto swallowed thickly his mind flashing back to the conciousness he had with the peculiar male that had assailed him. He remembered the silver-haired male kneeling down, muttering the sentence;

"The Kakashi that Konoha knew, he's dead."

"Genma, the Kakashi kid..." Kyoto inhaled deeply and was cut off by a frantic shinobi that ran into the two men,"Genma-san! Kyoto-san! Towa and Mitsui-!" The shinobi shook his head and his voice became a hoarse whisper,"They've been deceased..."

Kyoto shook his head, tears edging in the corners of his eyes. His comrades. Dead. They both had family they had left.

How cruel was this world?

Genma turns to Kyoto and grabs hold of the man's shirt collar,"Kyoto, do you know who did this?"

"H-He... th-the m-man..."

"Spill it out, Kyoto! I need the information to know! I need to know who was the one responsible of Mistsui and Towa's death!"

"It was him!" Kyoto cried out, collapsing on his knees and wailing,"It was the target we were looking for! MInato's student! Sakumo's son! It was him!"

Genma froze. Him. Him. Him.

So he was still alive after all. A bastard he was to not return to Konoha.

"What in hell, are you thinking, Kakashi?" Genma asked with a hint of susurration.

What are you fighting for?

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Author's Note

So I've finally finished the third chapter of Alternate Sides! *applauds and wipes sweat and tears from face* I am so happy! By the way, this chapter is one of the longest I have ever written. +2K words, that's a damn long chapter. It was verging to be a +3K chapter, but I had to cut it short.

Thanks for patiently waiting  for this chapter to come out, tarts! I appreciate it very much!

Those who want to read something new involving with Kakashi, I suggest you go and follow @anni516 as well as my joined account! It's @animewriters and we are currently working on a fic based on an OC as well as, Kakashi.

Thank you so much! Please hold on to your butts and patiently wait for the next chapter! I will be on my way to finish up, soon!

~Ryo