A Long Lost Uchiha

AN: ENJOY

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Chapter 6

The Arrival-Part 2

After their little conversation with the shinobi and a quick meal in the restaurant, they headed back to the motel to discuss their new situation.

“Wow, no memory of your past life, that’s a little sad,” Sakura stated as she opened up the door to her room, which was connected to her teammates’.

“Well, seeing one’s family murdered can do that to you, especially to a child,” Sai said.

“I don’t get it, Sensei. Why hadn’t he regained his memory after four years, shouldn’t he remember something by now,” Naruto asked impatiently. He’s been contemplating the situation in his head for the longest and it bothered him to no end that someone could automatically loss their past memoirs. It seemed, to him, that a person would want to keep the memories of their family and their past, at least the good ones, and not throw them away like nothing happened.

‘The mind works in mysterious ways,” and Kakashi left it at that.

“So…what’s the plan,” Sai asked.

“I don’t know yet,” Kakashi said, seating on one of the beds in their room. He rubbed his hands over his face and sighed. He really didn’t know how to plan this one out; he would just have to improvise. This was a mission that was close to home and as important to him as it was to Konoha. He did make a promise to a dead comrade and the entire murdered clan. He would have to think of something. “I don’t know.”

“Well, we would have to make contact somehow. It’s all in the matter of timing,” Sakura imputed, she left her room and sat next to Naruto on the other bed.

“Yeah, timing,” Kakashi barely acknowledge, he was just repeating what he heard.

As if a light bulb went off in his head, Kakashi stood up from his seat on the bed and walked to the door.

“Hey, where you going,” Naruto asked, getting up to follow his sensei.

Before his hands reached to door knob, Kakashi turned around and looked towards his students.
“I’m going to make some time. Stay here, I’ll come and get you when I have everything planned out.”

“Yeah, but…”Naruto didn’t get a chance to finish before the door was slammed shut in his face. “Man, he’s always disappearing without telling us where he’s going.”

“That’s sensei for you,” Sakura said as she lie back on the bed and closed her eyes. She might as well get some sleep while they waited for Kakashi to get back.

Over night the restaurant had a change of scenery. Sure, it still gave out food and others, but it seemed to be full now. People of all ages were gathered around in the booths and tables, sharing affable chit-chats. The only difference really was the buffet centerpiece. It wasn’t the food serving bar, no, it was now a bar filled with alcoholic beverages and surrounding stools. Kakashi notice this as he sat perched up on a branch in a near by tree. The place was packed with mostly, what seemed to be everyone from the village. No wonder he asked his family to help him on Fridays, Kakashi thought. He saw a man resembling Kiyoshi in the middle of the bar serving drinks, while a woman, Ayame, was taking and giving out orders. They look busy enough, that Kakashi was surprise that only two people and maybe some others could handle the place.

Kakashi noticed that the woman, Ayame, looked like a peaceful kind woman. She was delicate around the eyes, especially when she smiled, which she did often around her customers. Her entire being, set off a mood of someone who gave off a comfortable atmosphere.

Her husband, Kiyoshi, a stern man, one can tell he was a hard worker. His face and posture showed it, and his eyes were the most obvious ones. But they also gave off a kindness to them, one could tell that he like what he was doing and he wouldn’t be the one to complain about any thing. But that could be because he was his own boss.

Upon his gazing, Kakashi notice the music from inside got louder. Looking closely, he noticed that one of the side doors opened and a person walked out. He was carrying a bag in hand and headed for a large dumpster in the alley way. The person dumped the trash in the bin and stood there for a second. He turned around and leaned on the restaurant’s side door to gaze up at the crescent moon. The light from it highlighted his face in a silhouette of silvery white. He was young, of course, his pale skin and dark eyes and hair was made perfect for the night scenery. There was an aura being sent by him, that made Kakashi want to jump down the tree and hug him, he looked so fragile, but also in a way, the aura also set a dark feeling to him that told him… no warned him to stay away, he brings danger.

That’s him, Sasuke, Kakashi inquired as he watched the young boy swipe some moisture from his brow. The boy waited a couple of more minutes outside, before he went back in and disappeared somewhere in the restaurant.

After a long wait, the restaurant began to close down. There were still some people in the restaurant, but they were already saying their goodbyes to some friends before they headed out the door. He saw Sasuke again, he was helping Ayame wipe off the tables and booths and setting the chairs on top of the tables. Kiyoshi was cleaning the bar. They looked peaceful, content with their surroundings. It made Kakashi remember some old feelings, he would like to keep bottled up, and he didn’t need to be reminded of those right now. Anyway, he noticed some movements in the shadows in the corners side of the building. He was going to mistake it as being a stray cat, but the figures were much too big for that assumption. And when he finally figured out what really those figures were, they had already busted through the restaurant front door and demanded money or someone will die. They were the men he saw earlier, staring at the restaurant from across the street. He knew they would bring trouble, but this could work for his advantage…a very good advantage.

Ayame screamed as one of the intruders held a small knife near her neck and the others pointed their knives at her husband and son.

“Please, don’t hurt her,” Kiyoshi begged, pushing his son behind him so if anything would happen, he would be hurt and his son would be protected. “I’ll give you whatever you want, just please let her go first.”

“I said the money now or someone will get hurt. Now hurry, my patience is running thin,” the one holding his knife to Ayame’s neck demanded. He pressed the knife closer to her neck to emphasize his point.

“Okay, okay just. I’m going to go behind the bar to get the money, just don’t do anything hasty,” Kiyoshi stated as he tried easing his way behind the bar. He still had his hands around his son’s hands guiding him with him.

“Stop,” one of the other intruders ordered. “Leave the kid. You just go.”

“Okay,” Kiyoshi let go of his son’s hand and proceeded to head behind the bar.

“Please, just take whatever you want and leave,” Ayame pleaded as she tried struggling with the man holding her.

Suddenly, the door opened and a white hair young man walked in as casual as a person would be walking into a restaurant.

“I think you should leave, now,” Kakashi insisted.

“And whose going to make us, you,” the intruder closest to Kiyoshi laughed. The rest of his buddies were right along with him.

Kakashi didn’t answer; his first thoughts were how to go about doing this without getting Ayame, Kiyoshi, or Sasuke hurt. He could go after the one who has the hostage, but that left time for the others to attack Kiyoshi and Sasuke and there was no way of telling how quick the man was with the knife pressed against her neck. The same if he went after the two next to Kiyoshi and Sasuke, which left the hostage, Ayame, in danger and still no telling how quick those hands were with being so close to her neck. It was settled then, he would have to distract them and hope he could take all three down before they made a move.

He then noticed that all their attentions were on him and not of their original tasks. He saw Sasuke reached for one of the glasses from the bar table and dropped it on the floor, it shattered into a million pieces. All heads were turned his way, and that was all the distraction Kakashi needed. He quickly came up behind the man with the knife pressed against Ayame’s neck and brought his hand down between the man’s neck and shoulder, knocking him out instantly. Before the man could hit the floor he ran towards the other two, with speed only a ninja could acquire and leaped up off the floor to bring his feet up to the other two's chest as they turned around. They stumbled back and one hit his head on the bar stand, knocking him out on impact. The other one stumbled back but righted himself up, held up his knife, and aimed it at Kakashi.

“Back off,” he warned swinging the knife sideways to get Kakashi to back off.

Kakashi held up his hands as if he surrendered. He kept his eye on the man watching for an opening the man put out as he anxiously aimed the knife at him, and there it is, Kakashi thought as the man looked down at his fallen buddies laying on the floor, unconscious. Taking the opening, he quickly caught the man’s hand with the knife and punched him with the back of his fist with such force that the man went flying across the room into the wall. The intruder was knocked unconscious as he slumped down to the floor.

There was a moment of silence as everything that had happened was taken in.

“Is everyone okay,” Kiyoshi asked his family. “Ayame are you hurt, did he cut you.” Ayame shook her head as her husband embraced her and her son. “I’m fine just a little shaken that’s all.” She turned to their rescuer and thanked him.

“It was nothing. I was actually walking by when I saw the commotion and thought I should help,” Kakashi politely explained while his visual eye smiled at them.

“No, you saved our lives. I don’t know how we should repay you,” Kiyoshi stated.

And that was exactly what Kakashi had wanted to hear.

“Actually…” Kakashi started.

“What’s taking him so long,” Naruto whined.

Sakura moaned into her pillow for the twentieth time today since Kakashi left. Naruto has been complaining ever since his absent and it was starting to get on her nervous.

“Naruto, please be quiet and I am only going to say this once,” Sai warned.

“Yeah, why don’t you make me,” Naruto countered back.

Sai just yawned and then shrugged, “Whatever, Naruto.”

Naruto growl and was about to jump on Sai, when their door opened up.

Sakura sat up in bed, while Naruto and Sai faced their sensei who just closed the door behind him.

“Well,” Sakura urged.

“Well…we’re leaving,” Kakashi answered.

“What,” all three ninjas blurted out.

Kakashi chuckled and waved his hands in front of him to tell them to calm down.

“Don’t worry; we’re still on mission…just relocating.”

“Where,” Sai asked.

“Just repack, I’ll tell you when we get there,” Kakashi said as he went to pick up his bag and headed back out the door.

They walked out the entrance gate of Destiny along a wooded path. There was a light breeze that was blowing so the trees gave off a ruffling sound of leaves hitting leaves and deep cricking sounds of swinging branches. The crescent moon lit the place with a glow that shaded the path a grayish blue color and highlighted it with a white shade. It was a beautiful sight.

“So, where are we going,” Sai asked again.

“We’re almost there,” Kakashi said and walked further ahead to keep the questioning to a medium. He took a left down the path and came upon an opening where further down there was a cabin seating up ahead. It was everything that was described and shown in the details of the letter and from the informant.

“Is this…”

“Yes it is,” Kakashi answered.

“But how,” Naruto asked.

“Shh, I’ll explain later. Just let me do all the talking for now.”

The door to the cabin opened up and a man and a woman walked out.

“Kakashi, I hoped the instructions I gave you didn’t give you too much trouble,” Kiyoshi asked as he and his wife made it down the steps to greet their guests.

“No, it was fine.”

“Good. Well, these must be your friends you are traveling with,” he asked gesturing to the group behind Kakashi.

“Yes, this is Sakura, Naruto, and Sai. Really, I hope with us staying here for awhile won’t trouble you too much? It’s just that, well, we have a journey ahead of us and we needed a nice, quiet place to stay.”

“No, it’s no problem. Please, come; let us show you to our home.” Kiyoshi lead the way to their cabin. “This is my wife, Ayame. I’m Kiyoshi and our son, he just stepped out for a moment but he should be back soon.”

He showed them where they would be sleeping and where the kitchen and bathrooms were. He also showed them the outside and some of the vegetables they were growing and how they use them for their restaurant. Ayame stayed in the kitchen to make tea and when they came back in the house, she had already had the cups set on the small table.

They had started a small conversation when the back door opened up.

“Oh,” Kiyoshi put down his tea cup and walked to the door. “This is our son, Shin. Shin, don’t be rude, say hi.”

There was a short silence in between before the boy spoke, “Hey.”

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