It has been a while since you had actually talked the boy. . .
. . .Not that you cared. . .! You've seen him around. . . Sometimes, he'd glance at you. He didn't know you always caught him, though.

Judging by the seasons and all, it has been about, roughly a year since you've last talked to him. The first snowflake of the year still hadn't fallen.

During the spring and summer, you tried to get a few jobs but as they said, "who'd hire a dirty kid like you." Dirty and kid, yeah sounded a lot like you. Once you caught your reflection on a puddle and almost jumped. Your hair was tangled, your face smudged with dirt. You kinda looked scary. . .haha.

"And what might your name be?"
"Gah!" You didn't hear him! He almost gave you a heart attack!
"Gah?" He crouched down and tilted his head to the side a little; he chuckled a little, too. One of his eyes was covered a by a headband. A headband with the village's symbol. . . Oh. . . He was a ninja!
"W-what?! No, you scared me. My name is (y/n)."
"Oh, I thought it was gah."
"My name is (y/n), (y/n), (y/n). . .!" You insisted.
"Ah, okay, I think I got it. Well, nice to meet you, (y/n), (y/n), (y/n)."
"Eh?! Very funny, old man."
He extended out his hand. A handshake? "I'm Kakashi Hatake."
"Whatever, old man." You shook his hand.
"I've seen you around, and I see you are in need of money. Let's see, if you carry my groceries, I'll pay you. What do you say?"
"Really?!"
You tried to tone you excitement down a little, "I mean, ahem, yeah, okay. . ." You got up and picked up the brown bag full of groceries and followed behind him.

You wanted to ask him a question but couldnt build the nerve. . .
"Er. . Hey, you're a ninja, right?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"W-well, actually, I wanted to know. . . How do I become a ninja too?!" That came out louder than you wanted.
"You've never attended the academy?"
"No. . . I never."

"Hm. Well, here we are and here you go." He dropped some coins in your hand. Your eyes were sparkling, "whoa. . .! Thank you!" He laughed and patted you on the head. "You want to become a ninja?"
"Yeah, and since you're a ninja. . . Will you t-train to become a g-great ninja?!"
"Hm. . .sure, why not?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"But first, we need to get you a home."
"What?"
"A home. I'm not going to let you sleep on the streets if you're going to be my student." He smiled, you knew because his eye showed it. He. . .was going go get you a home. . .? Really. . .?