The True

The True

Revival of the Phenix

Special thank´s to my new beta reader ace who had Edited 1. + 2. Chapter of my story.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or its characters.

‘thoughts’

"talking"

Revival of the Phoenix

"6 years past since I died…..just like the Phoenix reborn by his ash!"

He thought with a light smile on his face, what faded until he made his way to the gates of the Hidden Leaf Village, Konohagakure. It was a few hours after sunset and the wind began to rise and push the clouds forward. His grey cloak caught the breeze and danced alongside the wind.  A strong gust would reveal a glimpse of his black clothing which was only interrupted by two coloured spots on his shoulders along with a white mask with some red lines and points on it that covered his whole face. The mask he had taken from a defeated opponent a couple of years ago.

A few hundred meters before he reached the Main gate of Konoha it began to rain.

‘As if it wasn't enough that I have to talk to her...’ he said to himself as he watched the rain fall on his head. Sighing heavily, he slowly started to walk again. A few steps before the gate, he put his right hand on his kunai holster, not knowing what to expect. When he finally had crossed the gate all his senses called him to escape, but it was too late.

A lazy sounding voice came out of the toll house on the left side

"Who are you, and what is the reason of your visit?"

He turned around, only to see the two guards, Kotetsu and Izumo, still doing the same job after almost eight years. With a small grin, unseen for everyone under his mask, he turned away and started his walk again, only to hear the, until than, uninterested Jounin Kotetsu command him.

"Stop!"

"Or what?" he asked in a fast reply

"We will make you stop!" said the now standing Izumo with anger in his voice

"Really? he reply with a sneering voice

Before each of the Jonins could only make a move he disappeared, only to appear behind the two shocked Jounin.

"I would love to see that!" he whispered in their ears before making them unconscious with only one powerful blow to their necks.

"I must talk to her...warn her..." he muttered before he sighed heavily again and continued his walk through the rain. Before he got to far, he heard an all too familiar voice.

"Interesting..." the voice seems to came out of nowhere.

He stopped his walk abruptly, scanning the area for where the voice had come from. Seeing him he froze in shock. He now could now see the white haired Jounin sitting in a tree, his hitai-ate over his left eye as he read a book, but somehow continued to watch him enter Konoha.

"Kakashi-sen..." he had said it before he could stop himself.

"Damn! Why does it have to be him that I run into out of all Konoha shinobi? Why? He is one of the only people who could identify me, even if I wear my mask! It's too early. I must talk to her first!" he thought before taking a fighting stance.

"Do I know you?" Kakashi asked with a puzzled voice.

"Maybe you had known me. But that was a long time ago..." he answerd with a growing grin, unseen for the Jounin, but not unheared.

"This voice sound like...No, thats impossible! He is dead since that battle six years ago! I visited his grave in the Wind Country, where he rest next to his sensei! But the similarities are unbelivebile...No it can´t be! He is dead!" thought the wite haired Jounin before he push his thought back an start to talk again.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" he asked waiting for an answer.

"Who I am...is not importand...at least not now. I need to talk the Godaime..." he stopped as Kakashi cut in.

"Why should Hokage-sama need to talk to anyone like you?"

"I have importend informations for the safety of Konoha, and before you ask I only give them to her..." he replied back in a harsh tone.

After a few seconds of thinking came a response, that he never had expected, least from Hatake Kakashi.

Sakura and Ino are sitting at their regular place infront of the shop-window since a half hour, and none of them had spoken a word. The two apprentices of the Godaime Hokage, Tsunade, Haruno Sakura and Yamanaka Ino are grown to become friends after their love war had found an abrupt end. Yamanaka Ino, the blond haired kunochi with her blue eyes took a sip of her tea and let out a small sigh, glancing at Sakura. Haruno Sakura stared off into the distance with her sad emerald eyes. A few seconds after Ino´s sigh, Sakura dropped her head fast, so that her short pink hair almost couldn't follow her and started to crying. It was a heavy dolorous snivel, full of pain and misery. Ino tryed to comfort her by embracing her, but with little success. She knew why Sakura was so sad today.