Snippets and One-Shots

A Little Thing Called Reincarnation

Kakashi has always been dreading taking on students, and of course his sensei just had to lump him with the Rookie of the Year, the Top Kunoichi, and the Dead Last. It's a volatile combination – he knows that fact too well. The Rookie of the Year and the Dead Last will be at each other's throats, and the Top Kunoichi will be forced to mediate between the two.

Only that's not the case.

Sakura is far too stab-happy when it comes to a certain Uchiha and has an odd fascination with longswords, silver, and diamonds. Sasuke loves insulting said Haruno before promptly getting his backside handed to him on a silver platter, not to mention his habits of setting himself on fire whilst fighting his 'rival'. In fact, the only thing they ever agree on is a shared fear of fountains – of all things to be frightened of.

Naruto is a wonderfully normal loudmouth of a dead last, despite the pranks.

Kakashi likes normalcy.

(Note: LOTR/Naruto Crossover)

The first time he ever saw them was when he went to collect Itachi for his first ANBU mission. Itachi was barely in his teens and yet had somehow found his way into his squad – who'd been assigned an assassination mission of all things for their first outing with their new member. Sure, the kid had trained with them so there were no doubts he was skilled enough, but a mission bound to become bloody wouldn't have been his first option as his 'welcome to the dark side'. But his meeting with two of what would become his troublesome trio occurred when he made his way inside the Uchiha Clan Head's House.

It was traditional from floor to ceiling, from the panelling to the tatami mats, and the sliding doors that led to the engawa running around the entirety of the house. "Itachi-chan," he said, nodding at the fresh-faced jonin. "These are the details for our mission. Thought I'd bring them to you personally, seeing as it's your first time running with us."

"Thank you, Kakashi-san," the kid murmured, still as unfailingly polite as ever. He was oddly robotic in that sense, and alarmingly similar to pretty much every other Uchiha he'd ever met. Only ten times worse. He'd heard the kid had a younger brother too, and he knew without a doubt the kid would probably be moulded into a miniature clone of his brother. Fugaku-sama's guidance would ensure that no doubt.

"You should read—"

"Get back here!" the high-pitched feminine voice of a child made his ears twitch. "Don't you dare run away from me you flaming halfwit!"

Kakashi blinked at the utterance of such words in the presence of the esteemed Uchiha Clan Head who sat at the table not more than three meters away from him. Fugaku, to his credit, said nothing, merely taking a sip from the tea brewed by his wife sitting opposite him.

The door was open wide, the peace of the early afternoon broken as two sets of footsteps sounded. Kakashi blinked again, and then a small black-haired child ran by with a smug Uchiha smirk.

"You'll never catch me in that puny mortal skin of yours," the boy said, snorting as he rounded the engawa, vanishing from sight just as another tiny figure sprinted past. In that moment Kakashi was confused and rather alarmed. Not because of the pink hair, or those wide jade green eyes, but because of the gigantic gleaming longsword hefted above her head, ready to strike.

That didn't look blunted. In fact, it looked incredibly sharp...

"You seem to forget you are also stuck inside a similar puny mortal skin, and I will be more than happy to help you discover how very mortal it really is if you do not shut that infernal mouth of yours and cease this troublesome rampage immediately!" the pinkette yelled, vanishing from sight just as quickly.