Chapter 2

Kakashi wake up still in that dream. He was 44 years old with too many titles to count, four precious students, his best friend was in a wheelchair but still smiled brighter than anyone, his pack was always with him, he was still meeting g with his friends for dinner, training or just the usual gossip. Dammit all Sakura was pregnant.

He was 5 years old and his father just died, found him in his own blood with the family sword stuck in him. He was 5 years old and the Anbu that found him found him on his father chest, using his chakra to stay stuck to him even asleep.

He wake up in a hospital bed, the smell of blood mixed with antiseptic in his nose. His body too small and his mind wrecked. He sits on his ass and remains there looking empty. The only solution so he wouldn't go crazy is to consider this a mission with no clear objective. After hours alone with just his mind it become clear that his emotion as a child merged with his adult mind and on short it become a total clusterfuck.

He was a mess truly. Half of him was screaming, raging after his father, his only pack ,towards Konoha ,to the world. While the other half trying to remain calm and at the very last find how to get out of here. The fact that his death Hokage, Sarutobi was there didn't help.

..oh shit he really is in the past though Kakashi staring with wide eyes at Sarutobi

For his part Sarutobi was beginning to look more and more uncomfortable being stared by a small child that his village, civilian and shinobi alike ,killed.

"Kakashi-kun. I'm sorry child." The Hokage said mournful. Kakashi begin to cry uncontrollable, his small body trembling, chocking himself on his tears. He fainted.

The second time he wake up he was still in that dream that didn't appear as a dream anymore. He really was in the past. Before Team Minato, Before Kanabi Bridge, before anything really.

His little pups were not even there. His bond with Guy was not there either. There was nothing here for him. Just dead people walking, talking with him like they cared and where not just laughing at him for being who he was.

After 2 days in the hospital were he was just by himself and two visits from Sarutobi, where they just stayed in silence. He was back home? His family estate. The blood was cleaned once more ,the tatami changed but the smell was still there like it was Before, back when he was just a 5 years old and nothing else. Back then he didn't didn't enter the compound, he begged the Hokage to give him an apartment, he never step foot in this place since then.

Felling his eyes stinging Kakashi almost runned to his room where he took his blanket and run back to his father room making a nest of pillows and fluffiness, felling comfortable for the first time in almost three days. All the therapy forced by both Tsunade and Sakura though him that a safe place, nest really it's needed.

After inhaling his father lime scent mixed with herbs and his own, he summoned his ninken.

His ninkens ,pack that looked the same as him, small. Too small.

" Boss?" Pakkun voice was weird ,like a child who learned to talk. Beside him the others were rolling on the bed trying to sit up. Bull didn't even has his eyes open.

" Pakkun" this is the first time Kakashi spoke since arriving here. His voice was changed as well, small like the child he was, but to rough from all the crying. Because that what he was now, a bloody child.

Kakashi took Bull and put him in his lap ,together with the others, they barely fit on his lap.

" What is the last think you remember?" Kakashi ask, he needs to be sure that he is not insane or worse, alone in this mess.

" Gorging myself on Akimichi steak and passing out in the nest. You whining that there will be another Uchiha pup running around." Pakkun said looking confused, scenting his packmates ,licking their ears.

" Good..that's good." Kakashi said petting them gently " Pakkun, I'm 5 years old now, Dad just died and ....I don't know .." the weight of his pack makes him lie down ,being careful to not squish any of them.

" Huh" the small pug licks his fingers making sure he didn't spiral more than he was " Sleep. When you wake up, we will think, now sleep."

Surrounded once more by warm fur, pleasant scents in his nose and tongue, a small fuzzy felling in his belly and aching eyes, Kakashi fall asleep once more.

A week later, he was still in the compound, still a 5 years old.

All his packmates eyes opened now but for the meantime just Pakkun can talk and then it wasn't for long.

The forth day since waking up here he begin to pack his father belongings in sealing scrolls. His clothes in one, his weapons in another, there was a single photo that Kakashi put on his bedside. Well on his father bedside, he was sleeping there now. It took him an entire day, 2 panic attacks, throwing up his single decent meal and just panicking in general.

He did it though, the two scrolls were put safe in one of his father mission bags.

On the fifth day he fight. With food. He just couldn't keep it down, everything tasted of ash or blood. After throwing up from eggplants to rice to miss soup and anything fried or boiled, Pakkun with a force too big for his body throw at his face a piece of raw meat, bunny.

The only time that Kakashi eat raw meat was when he got lost in the Land of Snow, half starved, chakra extenuated and a clean cut on his hip. He found a snow rabbit and the next thing he know his mouth was full of warm delicious meat. He returned to Konoha in 2 days not a week.

He eat the meat.

On the six day he begin to write what he remember ,then he burned the paper. He doesn't have an eidetic memory for nothing. He eat another rabbit that day as well.

In the afternoon while his pack was taking a much needed nap Kakashi begin to go through the Hatake Clan katas. After three hours he fall asleep in the garden, sun on his face and the new ozone wards protecting him.

On the seventh day since waking up, an entire week really, begin with his new routine. Feeding his pack with the milk needed. Giving Pakkun some piece of meat as well while eating the same meat as him. Deer this time.

Kakashi has in plan to look through his Clan scrolls for the first time. He was actually quite excited for this, his child- adult mind was both curious and sad about it.

A knock at the door stopped him. He put his pack in their nest and wiped his sweaty palms on his pants. It was almost like he forgotten something.

Kakashi opens the door. The first thing he register is the smell of sunshine with a hint of rain. Minato-sensei was standing there with a scroll in his hand wearing a soft smile.

Ah, it's today. The day when Minato- sensei took me as his student.