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konohagakurekakashi · 4 years

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When do you reckon Kakashi signed a pact with his summons? [ Since he didn't use said summons during the Kannabi Bridge mission or any of their other missions, I've always wondered o.o ]

|| OOC: This is a good question, albeit a tricky one. I think in my last ask pertaining the summoning contract, I advised that the ninken summoning scroll was a graduation present from Sakumo, Kakashi as an active Genin finally eligible to continue the Hatake Legacy. That was before our carefully configured timeline and even more intricately fashioned Team Flake Headcanons © however. When considering same it would have been impossible for the summoning scroll to have been passed down to Kakashi during or on his graduation date due to the fact that Hatake Sakumo already committed Sepukkū by then—seeing as the Shinigami came for the elder Hatake while Kakashi was still an academy student. As such in order to keep with that which has already been decided (both by us and canon) I’m thinking the following:-

[Headcanon]

As the relationship between the Hatake clan and their Ninken are a long winding one stretching as far back as the Warring States Period. It was custom for a summoner of the clan to introduce any new offspring to the summoned—as they would most likely add their name (and life essence) to the scroll sooner rather than later. Likewise it was just as much of a tradition for any of the Ninken to present any new pups to the clan head (for blessings in the form of many belly rubs). As such Kakashi first met his father’s Ninken when he was a chubby-faced toddler, his grip already strong enough to clasp onto both downy ears of one of the Bassett Hounds' sniffing at his person, before holding on for dear life, tugging the hound closer with a bemused gurgle (much to Sakumo’s chagrin) every instance the hound attempted to escape with a classic backward paddle.

The second time that Kakashi was introduced to the Ninken was met with a little less fanfare, but was every bit as important. His cheeks were still chubby, but unlike last time he was able to stand on his own two feet and words wafting from his lips instead of gurgles and spit-bubbles. Sakumo proceeded to lead the boy into a clearing behind their house, his pale fingers folding into the familiar hand-signs of the ‘Kuchiyose no Jutsu’, before bellows of smoke receded to reveal a large Akita, a Pug and a Whippet. Kakashi peered at the three nin-dogs, recognizing the Akita’s brindle fur, the Pug that 'was more head than body' and the smooth, solid white of the Whippet on first glance. The boy had the habit of trailing after his parent during his rigorous training excursions and often travelled with him on his lower-ranked missions, thus he had seen his father call and interact with the Inu-spirits before. What stood to question was why the man sought to call on them now, especially since his father had finished his training for the day and how both of them were still within the relative safety of the village walls.

Sakumo offered no immediate explanation for his actions and only went on to unravel an obnoxiously large scroll, all while making small talk with the canines as he went. Getting a little impatient and feeling all but ignored (much like that old scroll seemed to be up until this moment, if the age-spots and dust billows were any an indication) Kakashi exhaled a huff, arms crossing against his puffed chest. “Tou-san…What is this…Are we going on a mission?” At the sound of his son’s trademark annoyance, Sakumo halted-mid laugh (Akitas had a sharp sense of humour, what can he say?) before he finally stood, a hand rising to scratch at a stubbly cheek. “…Iie not exactly, ‘kashi-kun. I thought since you will be starting at the Academy next week, it was about time that you get to meet and bond with our pack.” Kakashi bequeathed his parent with an incredulous raise of his eyebrow, bottom lip jutting out against the fabric of his mask for good measure; yet wholly immune to most of his offspring’s facial quirks, the elder continued without pause. “Kakashi-kun, I want you to meet Shima, Pakkun and Haiyai-san. Why don’t you go ahead and introduce yourself, hm?” Kakashi finally able to catch his father’s crinkled gaze, continued to stare at the man like he had spontaneously sprouted nine heads and that all nine were equal in the measures of stupid---honestly he could be doing better things with his time, like fishing for fresh water Ayu for dinner. “Hn. I already met them loads of times Tou-san. They know who I am…..are you getting old?”

Ah, woe is the man who fathered an undisciplined, haughty youth! Sakumo’s eye-twitched at the boy’s (severely) untrue observation; the amused yips of his summons all but an added punch to his gut. Respect seemed to be served in smaller doses these days. “I-I’m not old at all! Just…just bear with me; you’re about to sign the Hatake summoning pact, it’s all for the sake of formality, okay?” Kakashi hummed still a little pleased with his earlier jab, but also dubious at the prospect of signing a primordial piece of paper, grey hues altering between the scroll itself, his father and the three observing Ninken. It took nine beats too long, but eventually the boy relented with a sigh “Maa…..I’m…Kakashi….” (the introduction droned as if his father was asking him to haggle for his soul with a Water Country ferry man and not to learn an important life skill. Sakumo was dying. Truly). Shima (undemanding, gentle, blessed) shifted to press her muzzle against the boy’s cheek, the unexpectedly tender motion causing the reluctance to seep from his small shoulders in an instant. Haiyai-san, by the grace of all Kami, seemed equally unruffled by what has come to pass, dipping her head in a gesture of acknowledgement, whilst the little Pug (Could it really be considered an actual dog, Tou-san? He’s so small.) Merrily gruffed out in a voice six baritones too deep. “Well I can tell you I’m not some cross-country rabbit…Pleased to meet you, pup.”

The hours that followed saw Kakashi sign his name to the scroll (praised be. Finally. ) right next to that of his father’s, while the man in question went on a tangent about how the scroll was a gift to their clan from the Kuebiko Kami and that Kakashi must take great care of it. Sakumo’s discourse included the uses of Ninken and how to take proper care of them, before he had Kakashi practice the procession of seals. As soon as the Jōnin detected the faintest undulation within the boy’s chakra however, the man’s palms swathed the smaller digits still clasped around the Ram seal, effectively halting any further progress. “Not yet Kakashi….” His smile was patient, dragging yet another ridiculous pout and irate breath from the younger. “We still need to work on those reserves of yours, neh. You’ve signed the contract in blood, in the presence of the Clan Head and three alpha summons, the agreement has been concluded, for now that is enough.”

Time passed, as it so often does and Kakashi worked diligently on trying to hone both his control and stores of chakra. He would be taking the graduation exam soon (Midori-sensei confirmed as much) thus Kakashi was making his way back as fast as his feet could carry him in order to share the news with his father (he would definitely be home, Kakashi lamented as the man hasn’t been going out much. At least, not since his abrupt return from Wind Country). The last few months have seen Hatake Sakumo hunkered down in his study; sometimes pacing, always thinking, but Kakashi was sure (hoping more like) that the good news would bring a pleased smile to his father’s face. His parent has always been a firm believer that honest, hard work should be rewarded and Kakashi would like to meet a shinobi that’s been training harder than him over the past year. Instead of smiling like the young Hatake hoped, his tou-san did the exact opposite, wane features morphing into a prompt frown, while a hand rubbed and pressed at his temples—most likely warding off an on-coming headache. “Where is the summoning scroll, Kakashi? Bring it here; did you sign it like I told you to?” The boy hesitated at the study threshold, his father not having mentioned the scroll or any of the Ninken since his self-imposed, house arrest. Furthermore, Kakashi doubted that reminding his father of the fact that ‘yes, he has indeed signed the scroll—a full 365 days back!’ would be counter-productive and akin to asking for a fight, especially since he seemed to have caught the Jōnin on one of his ‘bad days’. As such Kakashi held his tongue and quickly proceeded to his father’s room to retrieve the scroll from the chest in which it was hidden and sealed.

Sakumo slowly heaved to his feet as soon as his son’s silver tuffs came back into view, leading them once more to the clearing at back of the house. In the light of the setting sun the elder didn’t just look tired, he looked benumbed; his eyes deep set and devoid of their usual mirth. Still the man took a seat on the weathered engawa, feet tucked underneath him as he mentioned for Kakashi to continue. Kakashi to his credit (and deep-rooted eagerness to please. How the tables have turned on the buckets of patience front!) unravelled the covenant, taking a moment to peer down at his name and bloody prints (which was definitely still there, see!) before he started on the motions for the different hand-seals, all five signets still engraved within the folds of his memory. The boy continued to practiced the secession until the wind started to pick up and brought with it the scent of turmeric and the eager chirp of crickets. “Kakashi, gradually start to channel your chakra.” Kakashi startled at the man’s voice, Sakumo having been in a state of silence ever since they inched into the outdoors, afore he recovered long enough to do as instructed; a palm coming down to press against half of the aged parchment and half on the damp clumps of grass, while he funnelled a burst of chakra. “Kuchiyose no Jutsu!” He felt the drain on his reserves, felt the way his muscles spasmed and contracted, yet as the puffs of smoke and dust cleared, there wasn’t a wagging tail in sight.

It should have worked. Why didn’t it work? He did everything right, didn’t he? Chancing a tentative glance back at the engawa, Kakashi noted that Sakumo’s stare was fixed on the paint-peeled fence separating the Hatake grounds from the road leading into Training Ground Five, expression bare and seeing through the boy sagged against the dirt. “…More chakra, Kakashi. Try again.” The child shifted to his knees at his father’s halted coaching, fingers already coiling back into the desired seals. It was pitch black by the time Kakashi pitched forward, hair meshed against his cheeks and forehead in sticky tendrils. His body was quivering as he struggled to suck the crisp evening air into his lungs, a feat which proved immensely difficult with his face pressed firmly into the earth. Taking the last ounce of strength he had, the Hatake rolled his head so his cheek was pressed into the soil and grass instead; teary, burning hues flittering to the engawa to note that his father had long since left his perch in the hours it took for Kakashi to exhaust his chakra.

The man failed to light the Tōrō Lanterns as he normally did, the forgetful action casting the house and surrounding terrain into a deep, ominous shadow. Kakashi’s breath shuddered, goose-bumps dotting his flesh, yet he was incapable of dragging his arms up and under himself. There was movement to his left, signalled by the snap of a twig and the crunch of leaves underfoot, until Kakashi’s drenched brow crumpled at the touch of a wet, warm snout against his neck. “Hn…I’d ask what it was that you were thinking, but clearly you weren’t using your brain at all.” The muzzle was removed and an unimpressed dead-pan came into view, causing Kakashi to whimper at those black, beady hues. If he had more energy to spare, the Hatake would have been aggravated that it took the better part of his afternoon (and most of his stupid, flimsy chakra) to summon the one who was ‘all head and no body’—scarcely a dog at all. Pakkun continued in a circle about him, every once in a while gruffing about over-achieving brats and head-butting his sore, slumped form. “Where is your father, Pup? You’re cold. We need to get you inside and I could do with a bowl of those egg biscuits (the seeing as I was called here for no apparent reason but to babysit left unsaid). Kakashi’s only response was another raspy grunt and the twitch of his thumb—half-lidded hues never leaving the fawn, little body. He idly noted that from this angle, the wrinkled-face and under-bite was kind of cute. Maybe more than kind of…it was safe to admit the Pug’s paws seemed squishy too. Pakkun was speaking again, but Kakashi finally felt his eyes droop, strength wholly leeched from his pores.

Though Pakkun stayed with Kakashi for the remainder of the night and even followed the boy up to the academy gates the next morning, Kakashi didn’t end up summoning him or attempted to summon any other pack member for a long time thereafter. Kakashi doubted that he would even be able to perform the Jutsu successfully, since the only words spoken between him and the (kind of cute) pug with the too-deep voice; was when he informed his summoner that he took the least amount of chakra to breach dimensions. Kakashi had his mind on preparing for his graduation examination, avoiding that weird kid in green spandex and worrying over his father’s constant recession to actively ponder over the workings of the infuriating Summoning Jutsu. And when Hatake Sakumo did end up being swallowed by the depressed layers of himself (the horrible, horrible traitor-did Kakashi mean nothing to him at all?) Kakashi didn’t even think to summon one of the pack to attend the meagre funeral. He didn’t think they would care enough to breach the distance as they didn’t bother to intervene in the first place. His father was always going on and on about the bond between summoner and summons, if that was the case then clearly they should have /known/ how bad the man was doing, should have felt it through the proverbial tether. Kami forbid, Pakkun was privy to it with his own beady eyes that night he had to drag the man outside to tend to his chakra-depleted offspring. Still, none of the pack showed up to help and now Kakashi was alone, the pack aesthetic was a dirty lie.

Kakashi knew deep down that he shouldn’t blame the Ninken, that they just like him, were helpless to the situation as Sakumo didn’t accept or want their help. They all failed him in their own way and in the end, the man failed himself. Yet, they were his last living link to the elder Hatake and it was so much easier to cling to hate and anger, than to drown helplessly in his sorrow and loneliness. As such the boy convinced himself that Sakumo was to blame, that the Ninken was to blame and that he didn’t need either of them to move forward. He would go on to be better…to do things differently, to adhere to the shinobi rules as opposed to the rules of the clan. The clan was no more in any event, its ancient traditions and practices defunct as it couldn’t exist with just one person. Thus when the first opportunity presented itself, the young Hakate sealed up all of their (his) possessions for storage, including the Kuebiko no Kami’s summoning scroll to move out and away from the ghosts of the Hatake Compound. He got a Genin Team and a Jōnin-sensei a few days earlier and would surely be leaving the village on an official mission soon. Once Kakashi could earn his own money, he could save up for an apartment, exempt from the smell of blood, guilt and memories. At least that was the plan.

The sole Hatake should have known better than to wish or look forward to such simple things however, should have known that someone like him would never be able to escape the smell of blood or be free of guilt. His lifeblood was on Kakashi’s clothes and on his skin; he could see it every time he closed his weary lids and he could smell it still, the many sticks of incense he burned within his one-bedroom abode, naught but a cloudy screen for his failure and ineptitude. The sickly waft made him itch and cough and teary-eyed, a headache blooming anew behind his gifted Gekkei Genkai. Outside the clouds gathered, thick and heavy, as if the spirits themselves were mourning the loss of their comrade. Rin would be there any minute, would knock on his door with a somewhat lost (yet eternally benign smile in place) making Kakashi feel like even more of a fraud. He didn’t deserve her kindness; not after what he almost did to her or failed to do for her best friend. The doubts and self-defacement swirled and churned within him, until he couldn’t swallow it back anymore and before he fully grasped what he was doing his trembling digits were already bent into the Ram seal.

Pakkun was there at the first lurch of his chakra; the tiny pug silent and unmoving as Kakashi tried (and failed) to pull himself together. Like Rin he couldn’t really face the Inu-spirit, couldn’t really find or grasp onto the right words after months, years, have come to pass. The Pug didn’t seem in want of a properly worded apology however, fawn-coloured paws moving forward at the first echo of a badly-repressed hiccup, before his wrinkled face quickly pressed against the boy’s bent knees. Kakashi’s finger-pads pulled free from the tatami weave they were anchored to in order to latch about the ninken’s frame instead, promptly pulling the pug onto his lap and against his body proper. It must have been a terrible experience for the summon whom suddenly found himself caught in an emotional death-grip, fur soon matted with a sticky mixture of phlegm and tears. Even so Pakkun never wriggled or barked out his displeasure, only curled himself further into the boy’s juddering midriff. “They’re dead.” Kakashi eventually whispered, his window wet and dotted with drops of rain.

Immediately thinking of the former clan head and the boy Pakkun never got to meet, the spirit’s tone resounded sincere, despite him being helplessly out of his element. “I know…I’m sorry, Pup.” Hitherto, Kakashi wouldn’t accept his condolences, his stuttered whispers continuing to seep into the dog’s fur like he never even heard him at all. “I could have saved them…both of them, if I tried.” Pakkun shifted at this, intent on making some serious eye-contact to get his words of wisdom across. He never was any good with kids, but he at least knew that none of what happened was Kakashi's fault, he needed to make sure the boy knew this as well. It was all just terrible circumstance. “Iie, that’s not true and you know it…Thinking about ‘what if’s’ won’t bring them back either, it will just be like chasing a squirrel up a pine tree—nothing will come of it but regret.” He doesn’t know if the boy heard or took his words to heart, but at least the water-works stopped, replaced by a sceptic frown while pale digits started to rub at an ear almost absently. “I have to go soon…” Avoidance of the Pug’s assurances it was then, a classic Hatake move. “Hn…Then I’ll go with you…’’.

A hollow laugh, or perhaps a cough? Even this close it was hard to say. “To a Memorial? I don’t have any egg biscuits to give you this time…’’ The pug snorted, yet leaned into the lazy stokes all the same (subtly inching his head this way and that so the boy could scratch at all the good spots). “…Then I’ll still come…if only to escape the heady suffuse of Potpourri, seriously Kakashi your den smells like a Blossom Country gift stall, are you trying to call on a hornet swarm?” A pause before Kakashi blanched, shoving the summons right from his lap, albeit with infinitely more care than he usually would have while being called out. “Shut up. I was trying to—I thought it would…I don’t know what you’re talking about, okay? Let’s just go, Rin shouldn’t have to walk all the way here in this weather…We’ll meet her half-way.” Instead of meeting the Kunoichi half-way down the road, the two of them ended up waiting for her outside of her family home. Kakashi still felt a torrent of shame at the first glimpse of her red orbs and nose, though it was more bearable with the surprised (almost happy) hitch of breath at the presence of Pakkun (the smug aura surrounding his summons at all of the rubs and pats he was receiving just a small bonus). He could do this, he thought as the three of them meandered in the direction of the Memorial Stone, pressed tightly together under Rin’s purple umbrella. He just had to endure a little longer, try a little harder. He might not be able to turn back the time, to escape all of his guilt, but perhaps with Pakkun and the others, he could focus on what was ahead instead, whilst trying to keep an important promise that he made.

[End Note]

So I hope this answers your ask, Flake-sensei. This was the best scenario I could come up with keeping in mind our timeline in conjunction with our headcanons. To recap- Kakashi must have signed the contract while his father was still alive, since his father as the clan head and had to go through the workings with him. Kakashi might not have summoned the Ninken during Team Flake’s missions or the Kannabi bridge incident, but Kakashi did have his full pack (with the exception of the cute Akino which was a later addition) at the time of Rin being kidnapped by Hidden Mist to be Jinchūriki-fied. Kakashi ordered them to split up and track her in both the anime and manga and then the pack was seen attempting to lure the Hunter-nin away, so that both Kakashi and Rin could escape. Keeping that in mind it was clear that Kakashi did have the whole pack at his disposal at quite a young age, inciting the idea that he was just remiss/hesitant to use them-- or that their relationship wasn’t as dear/familiar like what we see with the older Kakashi. Chibi-Kakashi was good with the blame game, so this just made sense. It would be the same for the Survivor’s AU (though I reckon Sensei already met a Pack member or two courtesy of Sakumo) of course. As for Icarus AU I reckon the team will finally meet the Pack and bond in a fluffy fashion right after Kannabi when Kakashi-noodle grows a personality and introduces them. Also can I just say—Pakkun ♥

#konohagakurekakashi #Hatake Kakashi [The Scarecrow]#Hatake Kakashi #Headcanon #Hatake Clan Headcanon #Ninken Headcanon #pack aesthetic #Pakkun #Blotched Naruto Timeline #Kakachibi #Hatake Sakumo #Ask Answered #Minaa-Munch

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moodforanime · 4 years

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Naruto/ BNHA Daemon AU

Y'all so I was looking through some Narutp posts when this idea popped up: if Naruto and BNHA characters would have daemons, what would they look and be like?

For those who aren't accustomed with the idea of daemon, it comes from Philip Pullman's trilogy His Dark Materials (amazing books btw, totally reccomend them), where one's soul lives separated from the body under the form of an animal.

As a kid, the daemon (soul) can change their form as an animal as they please, but when the kid hits puberty and starts to mature, their daemon eventually settles to one, definite form. Also, the daemon is normally the opposite gender than their owner/body, but it sometimes (quite rare, though) happens that the daemon is the same gender as the body.

So, after literal weeks that added a month and a half of brainstorming, may I present you, (drum roll) an daemon AU!

Naruto

Naruto: I think his daemon would be a toad. What kind of toad, probably one similar to Gamambunta? Or the smaller frog, one of Gamambunta's sons. He's also one of those rare cases where the human and the daemon are the same gender. His daemon would be pretty reckless (especially when Naruto was young), but he would grow much more mature, especially in the time skip between Naruto and Naruto Shippuden.

Sasuke: A Falcon. Definitely a Falcon named Risa. Risa's a pretty wise, sarcastic falcon with an ironical sense of humour. When they were young, Risa always imited Itachi's daemon's form, a weasel, but after the incident, Risa refused to turn into a weasel for a very long time.

Sakura: A slug named Shou. Shou's a rather kind daemon with an adventurous spirit. While Sakura studied or read, Shou always liked to attack her about spending too much time stuck in one spot. They eventually came on better terms regarding the topic later in the story.

Orochimaru: This is probably easy to guess, but his daemon is, indeed a snake. A cobra named Arisu. She's very intelligent and has a particular skill in being a charming talker. Her and Orochimaru's minds are very alike.

Kakashi: Definitely a dog named Hikaru. Just like Naruto, Kakashi's daemon is a boy, just like him. Hikaru is one of those dogs that aren't very big, but not small, either. In the middle. Being one of those exceptions where the human and the daemon are of the same gender, it worried Sakumo at first, making him think that maybe Kakashi will have trouble talking to girls, or have any other problems but since no such problem arised, Sakumo relaxed a little. (Just a little, though) Hikaru is very bright and calm, and was very open to friendships when Kakashi was little, but things changed after Sakumo's death.

Sakumo: His daemon would be a silver wolf named Mizuki. She's a very calm daemon that likes deep talks. She often helped Sakumo recover mentally after some rather gruesome missions. Sadly, she couldn't help him and talk him out of his depression after that mission where he broke the rules.

Boku no Hero Academia

Izuku: I think that Izuku's daemon would be a weasel. She's very kind and very intelligent. She sometimes teases Izuku about being so shy, especially around girls.

Uraraka: A cat. Definitely a cat. A white cat with a few large orange, brown and black spots on his back and head and with soft fur. While enjoying a nice challenge, Akio can be reserved and very thoughtful of his own actions. He does his best to guide Uraraka to do the right choices, but she doesn't always have the patience to listen to his seemingly endless lectures that can have excruciating detail.

Bakugou: His daemon is a Komodo Dragon. She's a little more calm than Bakugo, but she definitely has the same competing spirit as her human. She once brought up the idea to try and make peace with Deku since he's becoming strong and he could be a very good ally in the future, but Bakugou brushed it off, calling her 'stupid'. She never brought it up again (not loudly. She would sometimes think about it and Bakugou knows it. She just never said it out loud) and to be fair, Bakugou truly regretted being so rude towards his daemon.

Todoroki Shouto: A white weasel, much to many people's surprise and to his father's dissapointment. She's rather calm and kind, and supports Shouto into creating bonds with people.

All Might: A bald eagle, no cap. She's very smart and energetic, and knows when to be serious. Yet, sometimes, during a very serious matter, she likes to crack a joke in order to lighten the mood.

Sir Nighteye: An owl. The two are both males. The owl, Errol, is the equivalent of an endless abyss of jokes. He knows all kinds of jokes that he tells Sir Nighteye in order to lighten up his mood. He has a particularly good memory, memorizing details that Nighteye missed. He often helps him understand better the foreshadwings that Sir Nighteye sees when he use his Quirk.

Present Mic: A cockatoo. She's very loud and an electric ball of energy that inspired Hizashi when he chose his haircut. She also brought up the idea of starting a radio station.

Endeavour: A lioness. She's particularly proud, but more down-to-earth than her human. She made a few attempts of eating All Might's daemon when she or Endeavour felt angry and jealous towards All Might. She wasn't abusive towards Shouto or Endeavour's other kids, but she's always been particularly strict. The Todoroki daemons know not to mess with her.

Mirio: A monkey. She and Mirio are very alike, making themselves a great pair- they're both a bit reckless sometimes, but very good hearts and lots of positivity.

Tamaki: A raven. She never looked down on Tamaki for being shy, but she often made remarks on it, and insisted that if he didn't do something about his attitude, he'll end up alone, with no friends, and people will pity him. That's why Tamaki is more sensible towards comments from others.

Nejire: A blue bird. He's very brave and daring, helping Nejire grow emotionally and mentally very well. He's very straight to the point towards Nejire and wouldn't hesitate to pick a fight with other daemons if they or their owners are rude to Nejire.

Aizawa: A black cat. To be honest, he was very happy when he saw that someone had the same daemon as him, Uraraka, that is. The reasoning behind why Aizawa is always sleep deprived and sleeps lots during the day is quite simple- because his demon's settled for a cat form for more than a decade, Aizawa couldn't help but pick up some habits.

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melodyfromanotherworld · 7 years

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List of AUs

Because I have AUs of AUs. Sorted by likelihood of you lot ever seeing them.

Stuff I’ve Written For

Rookie Team 3 AU

AKA: “Let’s Start from the Beginning”

Basically Kourubi, Ryou, and Mai are the same age as the rest of the Konoha 12. Instead of having her consciousness swap places, Kourubi is simply a reincarnation.

Pairings: SasuKouNaru, KibaRyou, MaiSaku

Mage/Familiar AU

AKA: “Baby, There’s Magic in You”

Set in a fantasy version of the Elemental Nations, humanity is split into three categories: normal humans with no magical potential, mages who have large stores of mana that they can manipulate, and familiars, shapeshifters who have access to natural magical energy (or ‘chakra’) which allow them to change between an animal form and a human form. Each familiar has a ‘tell’ that gives away their animal form as well as a singular magical talent powered by their chakra. Mages bond with familiars in order to perform magic.

Pairings: Same as MFAW canon

Black Cat AU

AKA: “A Black Cat Followed Me Home”

In which Ryou’s sassy mouth pisses off the Hokage and ends up getting him custody over Sasuke instead of Kourubi. Kourubi’s attention is pretty much solely focused on Naruto, leading her to officially adopt him as her younger brother, tell off Jiraiya at every opportunity, and leave with the two of them when they go off on their training mission. Mai, feeling left out of the whole ‘protege’ thing, ends up taking Sakura under her wing. The end result: healer/weapons expert Sasuke, brawler Sakura, and swordsman/seal expert Naruto.

Pairings: No idea, but nothing like MFAW canon

Stuff I Might Write Eventually, Even if Just for my Own Amusement

Arranged Marriage Omegaverse AU

Kourubi’s folks aren’t as much on the up and up as originally thought, and arranged for her to marry the Uchiha spare before she was even born. And then they don’t bother to tell her until she brings Sasuke home after the Third Exam prelims. Ryou is also stuck in an arranged marriage to Neji, though he’s not sure if it still stands after he ran away. He’s thinking probably.

Pairings: Alpha!SasuOmega!Kou, Alpha!NejiOmega!Ryou

Coffee shop/College AU

In which team 3 works at a little coffee shop on the corner of campus that’s frequented by too many hot people and they complain about it. Featuring Running “club” Kourubi and friends, and “Runners appreciation club” Ryou and Mai, who honestly just want Kourubi to keep hydrated while they watch butts move in tight shorts. Kakashi and Iruka are their faculty sponsors but they’re not entirely sure how they got there.

Pairings: Basically just Team 3 lusting after everyone

Kingdoms Omegaverse Harems AU

AKA: an au that’s way too common with me and my friend’s characters (hi erik)

In which Kourubi, Ryou, and Mai are each rulers of their own kingdoms with long, long traditions of royal harems and the shenanigans that comes with that.

Pairings: Omega!KouHarem, Omega!RyouHarem, Alpha!MaiHarem, Beta!GaiOmega!Nobu, Beta!LeeOmega!Yu

Emo Punk!Team 3 Modern AU

AKA: This is what happens when you hear ‘Welcome to the Black Parade’ for the first time in like two years, and then your friend encourages you (hi again, erik)

Team 3 are college freshmen. Kourubi is the ‘music saved me’ emo who wears band shirts almost exclusively, and when she’s not, she’s wearing anime graphic tees. She double majors in Music Theory and something like History or International Studies. Mai is the classic leather jacket punk who lives in her leather jacket and combat boots except when she’s living in her jacket covered in patches about beating up cat-callers and being a lesbian (plus an aspec solidarity patch for Kou’s sake). She’s a Women’s/Gender and Sexuality Studies major and probably rides a motorcycle. Ryou sits somewhere between pop-punk and scene emo and pretty much only shops at Hot Topic. He’s a nursing major who drinks his coffee black with a monster energy drink dumped into it during finals week.

Kakashi is the grad student who somehow always ends up as the TA of any and all lit classes they take. No one knows if he actually goes to class and he won’t answer any questions about what his field of study actually is. A purveyor of ‘poor college student chic’ he goes places for the free shirts and leaves immediately after getting one. He’s worn the same jeans all week.

Iruka is a Early Childhood Education Major who’s so straight-laced and sweet that it gives people cavities. Sweaters are a staple of his wardrobe. Also cardigans. He carries around coloring books and crayons during dead week and passes them out to people who look like they’re about to cry. He, Kakashi, and Genma are the triangular core of normalcy around which the weirdness revolves. But everyone has a few marbles loose, so this doesn’t end up meaning much.

Genma is the Farmer’s Market Hot (TM) single dad who is strangely charmed by Ryou’s half dead, Caffeine high flirting at the Sunday Farmer’s Market that Ryou dragged them too because it had coffee as black as his soul and Kourubi wanted to test if the Farmer’s Market Hot theory was true. Turns out it was. But she wasn’t the one who ended up with a man. Genma ended up with Umeko after her pediatrician intervened and told her Crazy Vegan mother that no, babies cannot survive on almond milk. He may or may not basically end up as Ryou’s sugar daddy.

Noboru is their hipster, grad student RA who introduced them to the farmer’s market in the first place. Gai is his jock boyfriend who seems to spend more time at the gym than in class. Hangs out with Genma at the farmer’s market and is horrified at Ryou’s flirting and Genma’s acceptance of it.

Hinata is the pastel/soft loli who Kourubi ends up RA-ing with the rest of the Konoha twelve her sophomore year. She and Mai end up being the ultimate lesbian power couple on campus.

Stuff I’ll Probably Never Write but are Fun to Think About Anyway

Silver Millennium AU

AKA: this is all @purple-possibilities fault

Set during the Silver Millennium of Sailor Moon lore, Sakumo is the younger brother of Queen Serenity, making Kakashi and Usagi/Serenity II cousins. Basically this is just an excuse for Moon Prince Kakashi. All the major clans of Konoha send their heirs to the moon along with the Sailor Senshi/Princesses because peace is brought through understanding or some bullshit. The Uchiha clan are from Mars, the Hyuuga from Pluto, the Karasuno from Jupiter’s moons, Uzumaki/Namikaze and Inuzuka from Earth, the Nara from Saturn, the Yamanaka from Venus, the Aburame from Mercury, and the Akimichi from Uranus. Kaguya Ootsutsuki is the matriarch of the Dark Moon Family, and is basically one of those bitchy, gossipy noble women that has far too much influence for her own good.

Pairings: Doesn’t fucking matter. I’ve got me Moon Prince Kakashi

#melody from another ship #mfaw AU #this will likely expand because my mind likes to run away from me #If ya'll can't tell I like omegaverse stuff #I'm not sorry

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So with all that Naruto you reblogged I thought - mentor swap, Naruto gets Obi Wan and Anakin gets Kakashi, how do you think that would go?

Hmmmm, let’s see... Let’s put this in the context of a fusion, with the Naruto verse characters transposed into star wars.

First, some background, setting the stage if you will.

Jedi Knight Kakashi Hatake is the son of retired Knight Sakumo Hatake, and I’m thinking their story is just as tragic this time around. Sakumo went into the diplomatic corps after he met Kakashi’s mother, and was eventually ‘responsible’ for inciting major genocidal war on some planet because of a misread situation and it was either hand his diplomatic team over to be executed or start a war. The story was leaked to the press, and he was branded a galactic pariah overnight. Cue terrible Naruto canon running it’s course.

Kakashi, having no living family, is taken into the creche and our little genius vows to be the perfect jedi, and follow all the rules and never leave the order like his father did, because clearly that was a bad choice for his father (because Kakashi is not Kakashi without his crippling father issues).

I’m thinking he’s a year or two older than Obi-wan, but maybe in the same clan? IDK how that works actually. My memory of the Apprentice books is like 18 years old, lols. Say it works that way, anyway. They know each other.

But while Obi-wan is solidly in the middle top of his class, Kakashi _soars_ above the rest. The the teachers can’t keep up with him, and by the time the youngling is nine he’s already taking classes meant for children five or six years older.

It’s a relief when Sentinel Knight Minato Namikaze bumps into the kid in a hall one day and a padawan bond snaps into place like lightning.

Kakashi grows up under the care of a alternately fluffheaded and terrifyingly intelligent Knight, who cheerfully pulls him into trouble and teaches him that sometimes the rules need to be knocked out and shoved out an airlock (and that his father made the only choice a Jedi could, plight of the many over the few be damned. War would have happened no matter the choice he made).

Kakashi and Knight Namikaze spend most of their time trolling the rim for pirates and slavers, often joined by Master Healer Tsunade and her Padawan Rin Nohara (she likes to keep her hand in the fight despite being next in line for Temple Healing Master) and by Sentinel Knight Kushina Uzumaki (a Noorian woman with long fiery red hair and violet and orange-red striped eyes) and her Padawan Obito.

The Padawans figure out pretty quickly that there's Something Going On between Minato and Kushina, and almost as quickly determine that they’re *gasp* married. It takes Obito and Rin sitting on Kakashi for a while to defeat his kneejerk impulse to tattle to the temple, but they manage to talk him out of it.

((“Master Tsunade clearly knows,” Rin argues, “And if she knows, so do Master Orochimaru and Master Jiraiya, and they haven’t told yet so it’s okay, dammit Kakashi, stop squirming! Ow, why are your elbows so pointy?!?!”))

Then there’s a massive natural disaster on a little no name border planet, and their team is the closest available help for the endangered research station there. Rocks fall, mud slides, and Obito never makes it off planet. (of course, that’s only what they think happened) Kakashi is injured, and receives an experimental bionic eye from the locals (it’s not as cool as the sharingan, I know, but I’m at a loss as to how to fit creepy magic eyes into SW).

Kushina is heartbroken, and, after a very long conversation with Minato, takes a leave of absence from the Order. She sets herself up in one of the small satellite temples on Coruscant, far from the main temple, and spends a lot of time in the salle doing moving meditation.

Then Master Orochimaru Falls, and Tsunade leaves the order. Rin is transferred to another Knight, this one greener than grass. A few months later, Rin and the Knight are brought back to the temple for their pyres. A stupid misjudged situation, and Kakashi is suddenly alone. (Note: Hey, at least he doesn’t have to deal with being the one to put a hand through her chest this time?)

Minato, dealing with a grieving Padawan and grieving himself, sticks closer to the temple for a while, taking few off planet missions. He also spends a lot of his spare time dropping in to visit his wife friend Kushina.

It’s really not a surprise when Kushina gets pregnant a year or so later, is it?

Fast forward a little, and a mysterious attack on the satellite temple the night Kushina was due to give birth ends with not only Minato and Kushina dead, but nearly every living person at that temple. Kakashi is left holding their son.

Naruto is accepted into the creche with no fuss, though he is haloed in scandal, because his parents broke the code.

Kakashi wavers. He’s not quite old enough to go through his trial, but he can’t bare the thought of calling another Knight ‘Master’. But then, an offer comes from Master Drallig, and he takes it gratefully, vanishing into the faceless ranks of the Temple Guard for a time. (I’m pulling on a headcanon here, that says the Temple Guard still maintain identities outside of their jobs, and can and do retire after a while, because that kind of existence is not permanently maintainable for sentient minds. Otherwise, hey look, Jedi ANBU!)

Time marches on, and years pass. Kakashi buries himself in his job to the exclusion of nearly everything else, copes by adopting bits of friends personality traits, gets pounced on regularly by this crazy Guardian named Gai, and tries to find his footing without all the people he loves.

Meanwhile, there are assholes everywhere, and as it happens, the current creche master is such a person. A bastion of upholding the code, they see Naruto as a giant stain on the face of the order, conceived and born out of breaking the code as he was. They treat Naruto badly. Not badly enough to get called on it mind you, the child is never outright harmed, but neglected compared to the other younglings, yes.

And children take their cues from the adults around them. This version of Naruto is perhaps not as mistreated as his ninja world counterpart, but he grows up just as lonely. Still, he’s not called Sunshine Child for nothing! He’s still Naruto. Still unfailingly optimistic and bright.

But with the creche master convinced that such a child does not deserve to be a knight, he grows up ever so slightly sabotaged. He’s awful at traditional meditation (get’s it from his mother) and he doesn’t do well sitting in front of a screen in a classroom for hours a day.

The year he turns twelve, another child is brought into the temple. Naruto feels him the second their ship touches down on the landing pad outside, though he doesn’t know what he’s feeling, not yet. Class isn’t even an afterthought. He’s got to find out what that whirlpool in the force is!

At this point, Naruto is an expert at dancing around the temple surveillance, and in no time at all he’s face to face with a younger boy in strange roughly spun clothing, sitting outside the council chamber doors.

And Naruto being Naruto, he immediately beams at the boy, and rattles off a greeting, and launches into questions.

((”Hi! I’m Initiate Naruto Uzumaki! Who’re you? Your so bright! Have you come to be trained? You look a little old, but I’ve heard that Knight Vos was like, eleven when he got searched and brought to the temple, and you don’t look that old, so you should be fine!”))

Hearing about a child even older than him getting to be Jedi student soothes several fears that had been gathering in the back of Anakin’s mind, just a little, and soon enough he and Naruto are cheerfully chattering at one another, trading stories (Anakin gets a glimpse of what temple life is going to be like from a child close to his age, and Naruto hears quite a lot about podracers and a very nice girl named Padme)

So when Qui-gon and Obi-wan sweep out of the Council chambers, Qui-gon heading off to find a change of clothes, Obi-wan steps to the side and heads for where they left Anakin, to tell him the council wishes to see him now. He rounds the corner and stops bemusedly watching for a moment as Anakin gestures expansively in the middle of a story about the race he won, an older blond, human looking, boy in initiate robes exclaiming excitedly.

((”That’s amazing, Ani! Podracing’s illegal on Coruscant, so I’ve never seen it except for a couple clips on the holonet, but we’ve got swoopbikes! Those go really fast too, and you can catch some really cool races down in level 78!” Naruto enthuses. Before he can invite Ani to come the next time he sneaks out to see one, a soft ‘ahem’ interrupts him.

Whirling around, both boys cringe just a little at the senior Padawan eying them.

“The council is ready to see you, Anakin.” he shooes the boy towards the large doors, watches to see him go in, then turns to the initiate inching away in a not very sneaky manner.

“Odd, Initiate, I was under the impression that swoopbike races were as illegal as podraces here?” He asks dryly, eyeing the boy up and down, cataloging the child’s appearance from the sun bright hair to in the marks on his cheeks and the blue and orange striped eyes.

A Noorian then. Obi-wan is suddenly fiercely reminded of Tahl. Caught up in the thought as he is, plus his Master’s words a few moments ago in the Council chambers, he doesn’t notice the way the force seems to pause for a moment, like a canine pricking its ears at a new and interesting sound.

“Er, well. Um-” Naruto tries, only for the Padawan to shake his head and wave him off.

“Go on, I know for a fact you should be in class right now. I imagine you’ll get enough trouble from your teachers.” He makes another shooing motion.

Naruto doesn’t have to be told twice! He’s gone in a flash, vanishing around the corner.

And unnoticed by both, the force churns a little and spins in his wake, tendrils reaching out to both Obi-wan and Naruto almost thoughtfully, if a powerful omnipresent energy could be described as thoughtful.))

The council visit goes slightly better for this Anakin. Talking with Naruto, meeting a child only a little older than him, talking and laughing together, and hearing that he’s hardly the only child to be brought to the temple past the perfect age settles him.

The council is still not all together pleased by him, and their own fears do still color their interactions with him, but not to the degree they might have. Instead of an outright refusal to train him, there is a different choice made.

((”Deliberate, the council must.” The old tiny master chirps. Then he taps a few lines into the arm of his seat, and a moment later the doors reopen to admit Qui-gon and Obi-wan. He repeats the words for their benefit, and continues. “Into your care the boy is placed, Master Qui-gon for now. And return to Naboo, you and Padawan Kenobi must. But not alone, you will go. Another Knight the council will send.”

Anakin listens to this, a bit confused. But, well, a maybe is better than a no, he supposes.

“Who?” Master Qui-gon asks, brow furrowing as he tries to remember who is in the temple and not on the injured list or already assigned.

“Knight Kakashi Hatake has just returned from a long term mission.” Mace speaks up, long fingers gracefully dancing across the arm of his own chair, doubtlessly informing the knight of his sudden, new orders. “We believe his skill set will be much help on this mission.

Qui-gon and Obi-wan trade a look. ‘Just returned from a long term mission’ might as well be code for a reassigned Temple Guard or Shadow, they both know. And Obi-wan remembers that name, image of a small boy with sleepy dark eyes and coarse silver hair spring to the forefront of his mind.

“Meet you tomorrow, at the transport, Knight Hatake will.”))

Kakashi has just been summarily booted out of the Temple Guard meanwhile. Twelve years is about six years longer than most humans go in the guard, full stop, no breaks.

He might be a little confused and indignant about this. It seems a fact of life that Kakashi is a poorly socialized, bad at personing person in every world he exists in. This one is no exception.

He’s just trying to find his feet and figure out what exactly regualr Knights are supposed to do, when his personal com pings, and he is informed that he’s to be on the transport pad bright and early tomorrow, as extra support for a Master Qui-gon Jinn and senior Padawan Obi-wan Kenobi.

((Kakashi eyes the missive like it’s going to sprout a virus and eat his PC any second now. Then he tilts his head back a little, thoughtfully.

Kenobi, Kenobi, where does he know that name from?

A reedy human youngling with coppery red hair and defiant blue eyes swims up from the depths of his memory. Wait, shouldn’t Obi-wan be twenty-five by now? What in the sith hells is he still doing as a padawan? Most humans got knighted around twenty or twenty-two.

Kakashi had been marked down as passing his trials at nineteen.

Well, he supposed he’d find out tomorrow.

Picking himself up off the couch he ambled towards the bedroom he rarely actually used and idly threw several of the new robes he’d been issued in a travel sack.))

Kakashi is awkward around Anakin, at first. He’s not really interacted much with kids, in his defense! The Temple Guard really isn’t supposed to interact with anyone. They just, well, guard?

Anakin is fascinated though. Qui-gon is busy for most of the trip to Naboo, in conference with the Queen, and Anakin get’s the feeling that Obi-wan doesn't like him very much, so that leaves Kakashi to talk to, and ask all the questions he couldn’t ask Naruto or Qui-gon about.

Slowly, when the kid doesn’t immediately quiz him on his soft squishy tragic past, but just wants to know what kind of things a he’s going to need to learn to catch up, Kakashi relaxes. He even has a laugh startled out of him when the kid viciously mutters a nasty string of Huttese upon learning he’ll have to take a whole slew of aptitude tests and won’t be allowed to fly any kind of ship before twelve, and then only supervised.

((Kakashi can be forgiven for not noticing the way the force swirls idly around the two of them, rather like a cat eyeing up a new toy. He’s never been the most gifted at sensing the force, especially after his family after Master Minato and Kushina had died.

Anakin feels it, but Anakin always feels the force. It’s like air, always there for him. Someday he’ll be trained to narrow his senses enough to pick out fine detail in the force, but for now sensing nuance is beyond him.

So neither one feel the weight of consideration upon them, the questing brushes along their souls.))

Sadly, for all that Kakashi’s presence on the mission does save many lives, Qui-gon Jinn’s life is not among them. He stands with Obi-wan behind a humming energy wall, helpless to stop the sith from impaling the Master.

He and Obi-wan, together, take down Maul. Obi-wan bisects him, Kakashi takes his head off. Both are present for Qui-gon’s last words, his plea for Obi-wan to train Anakin.

Naboo is freed, Qui-gon is dead. Anakin saved the day in space, and Kakashi and Obi-wan fought and killed a sith. A real, live sith.

In the ensuing havoc, Kakashi gets swept up in routing trade federation lackeys and it’s not until the council representatives show up that he sees Anakin again.

He and Obi-wan have just come from meeting Yoda, giving their verbal reports, and Kakashi backing up Obi-wan when he pleads/demands to be given Anakin as a Padawan.

Anakin is waiting just outside the door, having been told by Obi-wan to wait.

He looks up as they come out, his eyes meet Kakashi’s one uncovered eye and the force comes down on them like a pouncing Pittin. A durasteel force bond snaps into place faster than they can blink, to the shock of all involved.

Everyone just kind of stares for a moment in silence before Kakashi mutters several choice curses he’d picked up from Anakin on the trip to Naboo.

The force wills what it wills.

Knight Kakashi Hatake will train Anakin Skywalker.

Force help them both.

((Obi-wan is Knighted, and set adrift.

This... Well, Obi-wan is an odd mix of pleased and guilty for being pleased, and sad, because he couldn’t even do the last thing his father Master asked of him. Logically he knows that this has nothing to do with him, the force willed it and all that, but emotionally, he feels like a failure.

So, while Kakashi and Anakin slowly orbit one another and find some kind of balance with each other, Obi-wan fields comm calls from concerned friends (none of whom are in the Temple right now) and slowly packs up his and Qui-gon’s rooms. He can’t stay in them. Rooms of that size are reserved for Master/Padawan sets. He’s been politely informed he has two weeks to pack up and what his new room assignment is.

It hurts. Far far more than he ever would have thought to give all of the temple issued clothing and gear back to the quartermaster, and carefully pack away all of the collected detritus of his masters life.

A paper book of pressed flowers and leaves from his master’s own Padawan days. Holo upon holo of moments in his life stored on a half dozen image displays.

A collection of blue pebbles in a line before the window in Qui-gon’s room, arranged from pale sky blue to a glittering blue black.

In the bedside drawer Obi-wan finds a handful of flimsy notes scrawled in Tahls spidery hand and he just- he needs to get some air.

And so he goes wandering. He has the vague thought of heading for the gardens, but no, his mind is elsewhere as he walks, and when he rouses himself from his thoughts, he finds himself outside one of the the initiate level salles.

And, well, he’s here now he supposes, so he goes in.

There’s a class in progress, older initiates by first glance, all spinning and weaving in pairs, movements fine and controlled as benefits students of an age to be chosen as Padawans.

A head of bright yellow catches his eyes, and he watches as the boy he saw talking to Anakin (force, had it only been seven days ago?) spins away, grinning widely, from the too telegraphed swing of the Zabraki girl he’s paired with.

And he feels the force prod at him, just a little.

Frowning to himself, he skirts the Salle and comes up beside the instructor, a towering Ithorian fmale.

“The Noorian boy, with the blond hair. Who is he?” He asks in an undertone, not wanting to draw more attention than he already had by wandering in during paired katas.

The Ithorian Jedi blinks large eyes placidly down at him for a moment, taking in his still shorn hair but lack of Padawan braid no doubt, before responding.

“Half Noorian. Naruto Uzumaki.” He rumbles.

“He’s very good. He moves quite well for a boy his age.” Obi-wan offers. Naruto certainly moved better than he did at twelve. At that age he’d started random growth spurts, and it always seemed that his body was never quite the size he was used to.

The Ithorian rumbled in agreement. “Yes. The child moves well. Very gifted in the martial ways. Pity.”

Obi-wan blinks in surprise. “Pity? Why pity? If he moves this well at so young an age, surely he’ll only improve.”

“Moving is about the only thing he does well. He’s bottom of his class in everything else. No Knight has expressed any interest, and with grades like that... Well, Agricorps, or Exploricorps perhaps. But not Knighthood.”

There is another, sharper prod from the force, and just like it’s happening right now, he can see Qui-gon walking away from him, taste the bitter disappointment of crushed hopes and dreams.

The force helpfully prods him again.

‘Oh Hell.’ He thinks, finally catching on. He has a sudden suspicion why he’s there. And, if he’s reading the currents eddying around him right, and the tendrils unfurling towards the half Noorian boy, he doesn’t actually have much of a choice in the matter.

There’s an almost smug thrum from the force.

Well, at least he’ll get to stay in his and Qui-gon’s rooms now? And... Naruto is such a bright shimmer in the force, like sunlight dancing across an ocean. He can’t help but think such a bright spirit would be welcome now.))

SO, Obi-wan caught on to his little force bond match up, unlike Kakashi. After glumly saying goodbye to any idea of peace and quiet (he does recall Naruto cheerfully talking about swoopbike races after all) he goes over after the kids are done with katas and taps Naruto on the shoulder.

Naruto turns around and BAM. Instant Padawan bond.

Naruto is ecstatic. Obi-wan is mostly tired. Cautiously happy, but tired.

The council is convened, and there is much arguing, oh I mean discussing, of what two instantly forming force bonds within days of each other could mean, but the force isn’t talking.

In a rare bout of wisdom and insight, the council decides that since Kakashi is only just come back from his ‘long term mission’ and doesn’t quite have the hang of being a normal (hah!) Jedi yet, and Obi-wan has only just been Knighted and is now saddled with a Padawan, the two of them should become a team.

Anakin and Naruto are far more excited about this that Obi-wan or Kakashi, as you can probably guess. Instant brothers and bffs.

Anakin grows up with a friend this time. Someone who is not an adult and is willing to help him catch up on the things he needs to know, even if Naruto doesn’t really like sitting still and paying attention to learning modules, and someone to show him all the ways to sneak out of the temple (there are a lot, unsurprisingly, mostly on the lower levels)

Naruto gets a bestie who doesn’t care one whit about who his parents were and how they broke the code. Someone who’s nearly as curious as he is, and willing to move with him instead of trying to get him to slow down. It’s amazing.

Eventually Naruto and Anakin befriend several other Padawans around their age. A Togruta girl named Sakura, and a human boy named Sasuke. Because Naruto is still a friend making dynamo once he gets going.

In this verse, Anakin tells his master when he and Padme secretly get married, because he’s heard Minato and Kushina’s story, and knows Kakashi won’t tell the council. Naruto and Obi-wan also get told, because they’re family, no matter how Obi-wan never says it.

When the war comes, Kakashi becomes a general in his own right, leading his own portion of the clone army. it doesn’t sit well with him, this army that was made in the jedi’s name by some unknown, and he’s quietly running his own investigation into things on the side.

Does he find out who’s really running things and about the ticking time bombs in the clones heads? I have no idea, but I hope so.

My steams kinda running out here bc it’s like 4AM here and this got so freaking long omg *facepalm* I meant this to be a quick what if/reply but i started typing and just could not stop. So here, have 4,000 odd words about a hypothetical Star Wars/Naruto fusion!

Other things that spun through my mind while I was working this out;

- Kakashi has a prototype special bionic eye instead of a whirly magic eye in this verse. He still needs to keep it covered, since the record function automatically activates when exposed to light.

- Once Kakashi and Obi-wan loosen up around each other the snark starts flying. OMG the snark. We’re talking epic levels of snark.

- Kakashi and Obi-wan fall into bed together at least three times, but ultimately decided to keep things purely platonic. They just don’t work as lovers.

- They find out they’ve both had relationships with Quinlan and Siri.

- Naruto and Anakin give Kakashi a plush canine every year on his birthday. (My way of working in the ninken pack)

- Kakashi knows really weird people. See: Knight Gai Maito, Jedi Shadow Anko Mitarashi, and other former temple guards ‘other people on the same long term mission’ Knight Genma Shiranui, Knight Raido Namiashi, etc.

- Kakashi get’s along pretty well with Padme. He can respect a woman who managed to rule a planet, become a senator, and still remain such a kick ass and take names kind of girl.

- Kakashi adores Ahsoka and thought it was freaking hilarious when she was sneakily assigned to Anakin.

- Naruto gets assigned a Padawan around the same time, but I don’t know who it should be. Konohamaru maybe? IDK that would be pretty funny.

- Obito eventually shows up as one of Palpatine’s apprentices. That revelation goes just as badly as you can imagine.

- Orochimaru (I’m picturing him as half Echani, half something unknown) swans in and out as a big bad, just like in canon. He probably teams up with Jenna Zan Arbor a couple times because they’re the same kind of crazy.

- Akatsuki may or may not be a thing with deep cover Shadow Itachi Uchiha working undercover (no massacre happened in this verse).

- Tsunade eventually rejoins the order and takes over the Medical Corps. She might find out about the chips in the clones heads, come to think about it. She seems like the kind of person who’d want to know just what the kriffing hell those things actually do. Control aggression her ass.

- Tsunade’s first Padawan, Shizune, is Sakura’s Master, but Sakura spends just as much time learning from Tsunade.

- Jiraiya is a Zeltron in this verse. He still writes porn under a pseudonym, which Kakashi reads. He still wrote a novel about a protagonist named Naruto, but this time about a brave Jedi Knight.

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