Transmigration

A young silver haired boy looked around, it was an unfamiliar place for him. The room was painted white, it had a bed and a cupboard, there was also a table with tissues. One box contained the used ones while the other was chalk full with unused ones.

Apart from that it was a standard room that every teenager had. Though, the tissues looked suspicious, almost as if it was used when his parents were… no, let's not go to that. The main problem here was how was he related to this person.

"Did they smuggle me?" The thirteen year old boy asked myself as he checked his body. He was not tied up, except from some bruises on his body, he was not bruised… Wait, when was his skin color not white! He ran towards the door and opened it. Thankfully, this didn't seem like he was smuggled. The boy ran downstairs the nicely, furnished house and went to the only other room he saw upstairs.

It was the bathroom. He looked at the mirror that was placed there, but he did not see a 16 year old with black hair. Instead, He saw someone who had spiky silver hair and looked like he was in Asia. He saw the face of Kakashi Hatake from Naruto.

'Was I Kakashi?! I certainly looked like him.' His earlier fright was replaced by an indescribable joy that seemed to sink into His heart. Why not? Who didn't want to be the Kakashi! He was probably in his house right now!

'But why the tissues?' He wondered as he remembered the amazing amount of tissues found in the room and the aura they emanated.

As any normal people who would see themselves in the body of a kid much smaller than them and was a different skin color. 'I wonder if I had transmigrated into his body. Had I killed the original Kakashi?!'

"But there is a possibility that I wasn't even in the body of Kakashi. I could be in the body of someone of someone who looked like a shorter Kakashi." He looked at the door which he had come through, "I need to go outside to see if I am actually in Konoha."

With that in mind he left the bathroom heading for downstairs with the intention of leaving the house. As soon as he got downstairs it was very easy to locate the front door, he pulled the handle down and when he walked through he saw a completely different view from what he had expected.

It was a modern street, there were some billboards placed that advertised hair products. Busy people walked through the bustling street as they were wearing suits. The first conclusion was that he was not in Konoha, but that was already clear.

The realized that since this world was not the world of Naruto and he was in the body of someone looking like Kakashi, the skills of the original Kakashi that…

Two people walked pass him. It was supposed to be okay but the two people that were seen where so distant from real life itself that he could instantly tell where he was.

"Nanami Kento and the other guy." He said aloud to himself. Unfortunately for him the duo were just passing as he said that.

"Wait." Nanami said as he looked at the direction of the voice. What Nanami saw was someone who looked like he was undergoing puberty? How would he know his name? Nanami knew that even if he was drunk he wouldn't give his name to anybody, talk less of a kid,

"Who're you calling the other guy?!" His friend said suddenly. It did hurt to just get second-bested in front of your own friend.

"How do you know my name?" Nanami asked as he observed the kid in front of him.

"Umm…" The boy said trying to formulate an answer for him.

"Forget it… Come on let's go, the problem isn't going to deal with itself." He gestured to his friend. But he did not wait for "the other guy" and just began walking in his normal fast pace.

"Hey, wait for me." His friend shouted as Nanami was already way ahead of him.

As the two of them disappeared from his sight. The boy was tempted to follow them, he could be sure this was not cosplay because Nanami had that air of superiority surrounding him that was hard to dismiss. Plus, you ain't ever gonna see someone that serious. It's almost a crime.

"If I am really in Jujutsu Kaisen I need to make sure of something." The boy said as he went back into the house he had come out from.

You couldn't just be yanked from your own world then put in a world that was as crazy as JJK without any cursed technique. Not even the most wicked person would do that to someone.

The boy went back into the bedroom and saw a phone charging. He quickly unplugged it and then tried to open it, it had no password to his luck. Since he looked a lot like Kakashi Hatake, he should access to Kakashi Hatake's Ninjutsu, Bikujutsu, Fuinjutsu, Taijutsu, Genjutsu, Kekkai Genkai and most importantly the sharingan.

Since in the world of JJK and anime like Naruto and Dragon Ball existed here. He was going to see if he would be able to use any ninjutsu. That would make his life easier. And there it was, in the video player Naruto stood proudly as the most recently downloaded anime.

'At least the previous Kakashi looking guy knew what he was doing.' The boy thought as he scrolled through.

He randomly selected an episode and skipped frantically. It was in the episode where Kakashi fought Zabuza so he should see a jutsu soon enough.

"There it is!" He almost screamed out with joy.

He watched it as the handseals were gone through before 2 beautiful water dragon jutsu were formed. The video was paused as the boy dropped the phone on the bed then got up. He stretched, the first thing he found important once he got into this world that he was interested in.

One, two, three, four… He then sped up as he felt a sudden familiarity forming inside of him.

"Water style, Water Dragon Jutsu!" He shouted. For a second nothing happened and he thought he must have not done it correctly or it wasn't his cursed technique. Water appeared out of nowhere forming a splash around him, then, a Dragon made of Water took form in its full manifestation as in its full length it broke the walls around it. It immediately dispersed after that leaving the boy baffled, excited and shocked.

In his excitement he forgot about the phone and rushed towards the bathroom to check his eye. He had expected it, one of his eyes had taken the sharingan. It was a three-tomoe, he couldn't tell if that was good or bad. How do you turn the thing off!

The eye seemingly receded leaving both of the eyes the same. At first he thought he had good mastery over chakra but he then fell onto his butt hard.

"No chakra control, just chakra exhaustion." He muttered as he struggled to get onto his feet so he could get back into the room to think about the recent events.

He struggled, but he finally got the end result as he reached the room. He picked the phone up before falling onto the bed.

"I guess my old life is history now," He said as he stared at the ceiling, "But does it really matter? I'm now Kakashi in Jujutsu Kaisen, I mean you could mistake me for Gojo once I get more muscle and get taller."

"My old name won't really fly here." He said, "I guess I'll call myself Kakashi Kishimoto."

He was in the body of Kakashi so the name was already decided and Kishimito, well just say it's thank you to the author for creating such a character. He laughed out loud as he thought about it, not even remembering he had broken three walls.

"Starting from today I will be known as Kakashi Kishimito." He decided as he lay on the bed, waiting so that his body would naturally recover chakra.

After a few hours he was practicing his Jutsu variations.

But that was a story for another time.

A/N: This is the start of Jujutsu Kaisen: Nah, I'd Copy. I demand powerstones.