Kakashi wasn't exactly sure where he was. As far as he was concerned, he was dead. He had died in the middle of the fourth shinobi war. Madara and Zetsu had made some weird virus that had started attacking everybody's chakra. It attacked the shinobi first and then started attacking the civilians that had more chakra later. It had left the civilians that had so little chakra that they could be mistaken as plants. Kakashi was lucky that he had lasted longer than most but in the end, he had died. He had the virus but still went to the front lines, and with the virus, died of chakra exhaustion. So where exactly was he? He flashed his chakra, doing a quick scan of his body, no injuries but something still seemed out of place. It was like that one-time Naruto used a seal to turn him into a girl by accident. Something in his body felt out of place. As a shinobi, he knew every part of his body because that made all the difference using taijutsu or if he was injured. He panicked, if he had been turned into a girl again, he would find whoever did this, torture them like he was Ibiki, and then turn them into the opposite gender to see how they like that! He sat up and looked down at his body. He sighed in relief. He was still a boy, his signature silver hair hanging in front of his face, but he felt shorter. He grew an irk mark. Whatever he thought had happened better not have happened. He got up off his feet, scanning his surroundings. Perfect, a window. He walked over, glancing at the store sign. Sap Harri. Why was it a weird name? Nobody would know what it was for. He glanced at his reflection and deadpanned. The boy staring back was 14, wearing the Anbu outfit with a headband covering one eye. He glanced inside the store. The people inside were wearing civilian clothes but some of them looked weird. He stared at a girl with a beehive for hair as she walked past the window. Maybe they were part of experiments? It seemed no one had noticed him so he walked away. He needed somewhere to spend the night and he was getting weird looks because of his clothes. The language here was a bit weird. He could understand most of it but the rest was different. Their accents were different as well. It was like their language was a developed form of his but it still sounded like Japanese. He could deal with that later though. Judging from the signs, they had the same kanji so that meant his best bet was a library. It was still around midday. He had time.
He walked up to the nearest person which was a lady with purple hair so long, it swirled around her ankles. " Excuse me, Do you ... know where the ... library is?" The woman frowned in confusion at the weirdly dressed boy in front of her. His accent was different and his Japanese was broken. It was like he was used to speaking something... older. His speech sounded like it was something of the past, something that was no longer around. She decided to ignore that in favor of answering the boy. "It's at the end of this street on the right."
"Thanks" He gave a closed eye smile and walked in the direction that the lady had pointed. He stopped in front of a brick building. It had very nice architecture. Not as nice as some buildings in Konoha, but still nice enough.
He entered and was immediately surrounded by the smell of old books. Kakashi looked around in wonder as he took in the size of the library. It was bigger than the Hokages library and that place was huge. He gave a nod to the librarian who was a little old lady with blue and silver hair. He deadpanned. What was up with people and their weird hair? ... Well, it wasn't like he could say anything. His hair was silver as well. He started looking for the history section and pulled out a thick book labeled 'History of Japan and the Start of The Quirk Era'. The quirk era? That was a word he had never heard of. Maybe it would explain the weird-looking people. Kakashi started flipping through the pages. He was used to reading things fast to get the most information possible for his missions. He finished the book and looking at the clock, he realized he had read it in under two hours and it had been a 700-page book. That was fast, even for him. New record. Gai would throw a fit. Gai... He didn't think he would ever see his best friend again. Kakashi himself was dead and he thought he was in the future. The book had a little information on the ninjas but they were mostly legends. They must have died out after Kakashi died. The book's information had mentioned the land of fire and the other lands but it had gotten all the other information wrong.
Wait... the book mentioned that the hidden villages had never been found except for a couple so that must mean that they were still there! Konoha was definitely still there since Minato had put preservation seals on all the buildings and the Hokage monument. The seal would expand to fit all the new things that were built as long as they were not living. That meant that even if the people had died out, their village would still be there, but it might have overgrown plant life. Oh well. Kakashi couldn't expect everything to be perfect, especially since his people were dead. He had been Hokage before he had died. It was his duty to protect his people but he had failed. He died and left them without another successor. He had made it clear that Naruto would be the Hokage, but had he been ready? He had seen the start of the war but had not seen the end. He could only get his answers if he went back to the village. The problem was, he had no idea where he was. He would have to find a place to sleep and find some way to get food. He was lucky he still had his scrolls. He didn't know why he had them but they would sustain him for the time being. He left the library after thanking the librarian who had looked at him in confusion. He had taken a couple of books that were sealed in scrolls to see if he could find any information on how this new world worked. Ehh, nobody would notice. He glanced around and sniffed the air. Smoke, animals, dirty clothes, rubber, and the salty scent of the sea. He pondered for a minute. He hadn't seen the sea for a long time. He wished to go there again so he walked in the direction of the setting sun and the salty sea.......................................................................................................
......... He deadpanned. He knew that the sea was in front of him but there was a huge pile of trash and other objects in front of him. Really? This generation was worse than he thought. It was already bad judging by the smoke in the city. He had to put a little cleansing seal on his mask. The seal sort of worked as a gas mask, filtering out all the stuff floating around in the air including any bacteria that might get him sick. He looked up. That pile of trash was huge and the only way to see the ocean would be climbing it. He scoffed. He was a ninja, it should be easy ...... that still didn't look safe. He groaned and decided to use sunshine. He flickered to the top of the pile and was glad he did so because a pile of trash fell where he had been standing a minute earlier. After the close call he looked around. There were huge piles of trash covering the entire beach. Ugh. His eyes narrowed. There was a small clearing in the middle of the gigantic piles. He could train there. He doubted anyone would bother him there. If they did... well they were probably crazy. He sunshined again into the small clearing. The trash around him looked stable enough as to not fall on him. This place was perfect. He could train without being bothered and he could probably make weapons with the surrounding metal. He circled the clearing before something caught his eye. It was one of those things that he had seen on the black road when passing except the back was open. He cautiously padded over to it. He didn't know what it could do. He took the books that he had sealed in the scrolls out. He grabbed the one that said 'Modern Technology' and started flipping through it. He shook his head a little. He was fine so far. Cars... they were weird things. They weren't alive but if he was hit by one, he could probably die. Getting hit by a giant lump of metal didn't seem too appealing. He didn't want anything to do with the airplanes either. The only thing he would be fine with would be the boats even if they were different from what he was used to. He looked back into the interior of the van. It would be a good shelter to hide stuff like his scrolls. He hopped in and grabbed one of the many seats. He wiggled it around, trying to get it off. *POP* He groaned and rubbed his head. He was sitting on his ass in the sand with the chair a couple of feet away from him. He glared at it and moved to work on the other ones. Flipping so he didn't fall, the seats were in the trash pile after he finished. The seats in the front had not come off so he left them. He had contemplated burning them but that would probably end up with them exploding. He did not want a fire. He looked at the cleared interior. The bottom was covered in carpet. He could work with that. The sun had set already but he could see fairly well in the dark so he hadn't noticed. He missed his pack.
Could he still summon them? He had died but it was at least worth a try. He did the proper hand signs, bit his thumb, and slammed his hand into the ground. "Summoning Jutsu" With a bought of smoke, his entire pack appeared looking at him in astonishment. Pakkun sniffed the air deeply. "Kakahi!?" He gave them a watery smile. "Hey, guys." With a howl of happiness, his pack lept on him, giving him wet kisses. He laughed and hugged them the best he could while being sat on. "We thought you died! Your name on the contract blotted out" Ah... he grew quiet at the statement. "I did" Pakkun looked at him. "I died and came back. I don't know why or how, I only know that we are in the future." Pakkun grumbled. "I thought you looked younger." Kakashi looked at him with a deadpan. "Really, that's all you can say?"
Pakkun looked apologetic. "Sorry pup. At least you have us. We will help you. We are your pack. We will always be by your side. You will never be alone as long as you have us." Kakashi looked at him shocked before tearing up. He was supposed to be a deadly killer. Don't show emotions. Don't show emotions. No emotions! God Damnit. Kakashi let out a small whimper before crying. His pack was the only thing he had left. He was stranded in the future, his family and friends were dead and everything was weird now. People had beehives for hair! The dogs licked him and comforted him before he was lulled into sleep, exhausted. He slept on the sand that night, surrounded by his family.
~~~~ Pakkun was sitting on top of Kakashi's chest while the boy slept. "I forgot what he looked like when he was younger. No wonder he wore a mask. All the girls were after him." "Pakkun... Shut up!"
"Sorry." At least he didn't wake the boy. ~~~~
Just some minor changes for this chapter
~Yume