Chapter 2
The silver haired teenager stand next to the door as he watched the old man lock the library, the older man smiled at him. While the teenager nods as he watches his fading back.
Repeated tapping of the passerby on the ground filled his ears, accompanied by whispers, chatters, and noise of vehicle going by.
The teenager was all alone gazing at the dark sky while he stand outside of the library.
Contemplating about his plan.
Kakashi has gathered enough information to conclude that this world is truly another world and not the future, with a different history and somewhat the same culture.
But unlike his previous ideas of why they look so weird, this people was created not because their ancestor mated with an alien but their DNA evolved and caused a mutation known as quirks.
80% of humans have one, and Kakashi will not be the lesser, if somebody asked what his quirk is, he'll say electricity.
Though that’ll be a problem. He’ll need to use genjustu all the time to block his hand sign, but he might not use ninjutus as much
They have laws for that. A law that doesn’t allow the use of quirk in public. So, chances of him needing to use genjutsu went down.
One of that things he notice is that, this world is very digitilize, and almost no privacy due to the cameras and phone data. But they have a good system for knowing their citizen record.
His eye wander at the kids and adult alike glued on their phone, scrolling and tapping it mindlessly. Their reliant on that gadget to be their source of dopamine as their lifeless eyes gaze at the screen. Bored and indifferent.
The government can easily identify the silverhaired teenager out of existence from his DNA and record– he has none. Which may be a problem for his future.
The silverhaired watch a haro pass by wearing an outrageous outfit, patrolling in two, chattering leisurely.
Talking about the no.1 hero, All Might full of belief and hope. And venomous anger about villains making fun of them, laughing as they speak.
What should he do?
There’s a low chance for him to go back to his original world, unless he found a person with dimensional travel.
That’ll be easy if he’s able to enter the data base of their government. That is probably, a hard feat.
How would he access them?
That’s too much trouble, Kakashi is too lazy for that.
Though he doesn’t have to go back now. Naruto is the current Hokage, there’s no chance anyone can defeat him unless it’s Kaguya or the deads come back to life.
And he’s a retired Ninja, he’s not needed. He has no work to be solved and no assign task. He’s useless. Unpurposeful existence.
He’s actually in vacation. Living off his pension money. He’s old, too old for adventure.
Tapping sound of footsteps continued as the crowd walked to their distinaion, minding their own business, no greetings amongst each other.
The teenager’s eye looked at the flashing sign that caught his attention, lettering Bookhub.
Then look at his hand, his young now. Too young.
A flash of though pop up in his head. His eyes indifferent as he put his hand back to his pocket.
He could stay in this world for a while and read their thousand of books.
The teenager, feeling the long lost wander of reading, decided to stay in this world for a short time.
It’s a once in a life time experience. He might as well enjoy it..
Kakashi could use his ninkens to a send letter to the Hokage. Telling them that he’s lose in the path of life. Dragging him to a different world
But before all that, Kakashi has to get an ID.
Too lived more comfortably he has to get ID. Because with IDs Kakashi will be able to access the privilege of people in here, like adult books that he’s fund of.
The teenager is bored. His bored at his past life. The only source of happiness for him is those books and his ninkens. Others just made him feel numb and painful, a constant reminder of his mistakes.
His fault that cause the war, Gai’s injury and Naruto’s parents death.
If he just run faster, if just dodge, if he just came back for his savior, nobody would die. If he was only kinder. A little bit warm.
Nobody would die.
Everyone is forever a reminder that it’s his fault. His just like his father, he was the cause of the war.
He killed a girl he swore to protect.
The silverhaired teenager’s head turned looking down at the floor, seeing a small puddle of water, reflecting his face.
His stoic and cold face. A face of a friend killer. Similarly to his wanderful father. Are the Hatake’s fate curse to be the war starter? Is that why they all die? Kakashi jokingly thought, locking away the numbing feeling inside in his heart.
The teenager collected his thought as he starts walking. Tapping sounds is heard as he step on the concrete floor.
To get an ID the parents must file a birth certificate after birth, then in later age they can get an ID.
He was not born here, how could he get an ID?
Kakashi knows he will not be able to return to his world anytime soon, he rather gets comfy in the wait of saving or searching, whatever his plan may be.
And he'll use this as his vacation, an old man like him deserves one! This place appears to be peaceful, no war for a long time except internal unrest due to villains.
The silverhaired teenager stop in a store watching as the dogs wag their tail and people eat their food while they rub the dogs, looking up he saw that it was a dog cafe.
Their face radiant full of life as they enjoyed the little moments and blessing of those cute dogs.
The silverhaired is curios. He should not be, but he’s not in hurry. He wants to see this world, a world with happy faces and numbing look.
Kakashi sighs and finally hatches a plan. He will fabricate an identity.
He's not that unfamiliar with creating identity. But their quirk may be a problem.
Quirks are a mix bag of things, different people have different quirks and will have to live with it. Even if they like it or not.
He read about a person having a quirk to read someone's mind. Fortunately they could only read 2 hours of that man's life, and it comes at random. So it’s like a lottery whether the information is useful or not.
But not so fortunate for Kakashi if they use such a quirk. Almost every waking hour of his is not a fond memory and tell a world of cruelty.
Kakashi keep watching the dogs as they brigghtly smile and a kid grinned laughing as he played with the dog. A memory gleamed in his mind, a memory with young Kakashi playing with his dad’s wolf. A childhood he forever lose.
Was it the hormones? But he’s too gloomy. So, gloomy that he fear coming back to Konoha and watch the consequent of his action, he might break right there.
However, that's unlikely to happen because this state seems to respect people's rights and if Kakashi doesn't want his mind read, they will not read it. Hopefully a person like him who doesn’t have an identity will be respected.
As long as they are civilian and not villian.
Kakashi is no villain, he is just suspicious. A suspicious kid that’s in the phase of sadness. Depression
Empethzing the word kid. Their lenient when it comes to kids.
To them he’s weak a kid and not dangerous. Someone to protect from evil hands.
Someone who cannot consent.
The silverhaird eyes drifted, walking once again, passing by students excitedly talking about their purchase.
He just need to tell the truth but hid all the details that will blow his cover. And let them overthink. Guide them to think that he was a pitiful kid who has no choice.
Becoming a victim from birth and was taken hostage until he finally escaped from a not so wonderful situation. A victim of circumstances that can still be corrected, a minor who doesn’t have a choice.
Kakashi has hatched a plan. His scars and eyes will be proof of it.
He wants the IDs and live in a place, far from his mistakes. Far from his bloody pasts.
Just a short peace. And while also searching for a solution in his predicament.
The teenager stopped at a police station, watching the bustling people in uniform pushing people in handcuffs while a hero followed them.
His eyes dimly assess the so-called villains, a small time criminal- robbery, he heard as he eavesdrop their conversation.
The masked teenager look at them as they enter the establishment. This is it.
It may be a haste decision. But Kakashi hated those thoughts. The thoughts that keep entering his mind as he walk. He want’s a distractions, he wants something to busy himselfs.
He doesn’t have a book with him. He’s not in a mission, he can’t summoned ninkens as they might bombarded him of questions and he’s just not in the mood.
It’s a rash decision. But that day, Kakashi was feeling a numb, empty feeling like he’s drowning, he doesn’t like it.
It maybe bcause of the hormones and head full of trauma that his teenager brain cannot handle, he tools a risky decision something he might regret in his life.
The silver haired teenager took a step in to the police station and was greeted by loud shouting, busy footsteps and rustling sound . It smells like sweat, blood and pee combine in the air. If someone has the same sense as him, they might have thrown up. But Kakashi had long been used to that smell by now. He smelled worst.
Rotten body, dirty ANBU dorms, and ecstasy in the air. Just a few to mention.
His eye gaze at them then took the cloth off that block his eye.
Tooking several footsteps.
Kakashi went to the nearest person in uniform, who was busy typing on his keyboard.
He knocked on the table, getting the attention of the man. The man stared at the scar in his other eyes which were tightly close and tried to smile and asked “What can I do for you?”
Kakashi replied “I killed someone”.
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The man was shocked and then called someone's name. Eraserhead, definitely a hero. If not, that's just sad. Being named as an eraser. Well, Kakashi has no right to be sad because look at him, his name is scarecrow!
And he then asked, “What's your name?”
“Kakashi Hatake” the teenager replied in an indifferent tone, eye blank.
The teenager heard a footsteps walking towards him, looking behind the officer, his eye collided with a man.
A tired person stopped next to the man. He has messy long hair and a homeless face. A man deprived of sleep,
Kakasho can relate to so many times, especially when he was a Hokage, too much paperwork can kills because its overwork. Which is the highest percentage of cause of death in this country. Probably why several people in formal clothes look lifeless.
Then the man which Kakashi presumed as a police officer whispered some words into the hero’s ears.
But it was futile, Kakashi can hear them loud and clear. They should whisper far away if they don't want to be heard.
They once had police in Konoha. The Uchiha clan, well, they get wiped out and new people hold the power then. Police since then don’t feel the same.
The tired person has the biggest eye bags Kakashi has seen. His hair was disarray like a homeless person.
Eyes on the face, the teenager saw the homeless person's eyes turned sharp and looked at the teenager in front of him.
In the eyes of Eraserhead, the teenager in front of him look at him blankly with his cold indifferent eyes. Small stature but his body has signs that he was trained, a firm muscle for a young age.
Eraserhead eyes darted then to the teenager’s hand, it was hidden by a glove. He wants to see if he have calluses. But the glove hid it.
Then his eyes shited to the obvious scar sign, One of the teenager eyes was tightly closed, there's a deep scar that appears to be caused by a sharp object, from his forehead to his cheeks. That deep wound could cause someone to lose sight.
Probably the reason why his eyes were tightly closed.
That already told him a story.
Eraserhead opened his mouth and said, “Come with me” then took out his phone and called for a specific detective for help.
As a teacher and a hero, he cares deeply about children. So, a sight of an injured and wounded one. He cannot help but put all his effort into investigating what happened.
And why this young, too young of a man killed someone. Where did the wound come from?
Kakashi was pulled into a grey room with a mirror on one side. There stands a chair and a desk.
Kakashi's eyes darted to the mirror and knew that they could see him from their same mechanism in Konoha then look at the CCTV or camera.
The grey haired teenager looks around the room before entering it.
Eraser looked at the young man who was sitting in silence as he stared at the mirror.
It was a long silence, the teenager did not react and was not fidgeting. Showing a stoic exterior but the internal battles may tell a different story.
He also noticed that earlier the kid was walking too silent, like a ghost. If Eraser was not a trained hero and a person that works in the dark, he wouldn't have noticed it.
So, someone must have trained this silver haired kid, how to walk in silence so that no one will notice his presence.
Someone disturbed the silence as the door opened. The man on the other side of the door beckoned Earserhead to go outside.
Kakashi looked at them blankly and thought about the backstory he created in his head.
He’ll tell a story about a child soldier that may be too similar to reality. Just so, he can bypass them if they can check how true his words are.
Telling the truth but omitting words is the best skill to use in interrogation, then adding unnecessary words that’ll derail them from the truth. And today, is the most easily plan to derail them from truth, nobody would believe that his from another world
And it's not like he's going to name them. Just create a story of an unfortunate boy who was trained by an organization to kill. Just that, no naming.
It's just a tactic to get their trust and he needs trust in this unknown world so that they'll issue him IDs so he can experience the same right as some people.
So, he can find a job, accept part-time work, and then buy things he needs.
Especially buying porno. Just kidding, he planned to buy a phone then use that to gather more information.
The entire room is silent, as there’s only the boy.
Earserhead entered the room and asked, “What's your name?” the same old question as earlier.
“Kakashi Hatake,” he replied.