It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve and bad things are very easy to get - Confucius

The crows were happy, feasting on the field full of corpses. The battle must have been a brutal one between two ninja villages at war. Their reasons for fighting and killing each other off didn't concern Hatake Kakashi, so long as it wasn't his village involved. Looking around he could make out 2 types of headbands on some of the dead ninja laying around. One of the headbands had three markings like raindrops on it, meaning kirigakure, on the other was two stones representing Iwagakure. Kakashi stood on the outskirts of the field, in Mizu no Kuni, looking around at the faces of the fallen ninja he could see that most of them were not really that old, if he was to guess they would be around sixteen to twenty.

Looking around remembering why he was there, he spotted the child they said was a corpse eating demon. Sitting on a corpse his back twoards Kakashi eating something by the looks of it, he couldn't make out much of his appearance other then the blonde and silver hair, the rags of what seems to be a filthy childs kimono and a sword hilt resting in the nook of his neck.

Walking up to the supposed demon, without him noticing, he stopped right behind him. The child was eating a rice ball, not flesh. Kakashi raised his and patted the boy on the head just as he was about to take another bite of the rice ball. Resting his hand on the boys head ruffling his hair slightly he spoke in a deep soothing voice ''I came here hearing about a corpse eating demon'' pausing for a few second as the boy looks up searching for a face and eyes, only to see one curious eye. ''Would that be you?'' not much changed on the boys face in terms of expression, he had the same one as when they first had eye contact, it was a hopefull and curious expression. Why he had a hopefull sort of expression he didn't know, he had techniclly just called the boy a demon.

Opting for an eye smile Kakashi spoke ''A rather cute demon'' not much more then a second passed before the boy dropped his rice ball slapped his hand away from his head, grabbed the sheath of his sword with his left han jumped back to gain some distance between himself and the stranger who touched his head. 'demon ? Just like they called me before, but why ?' the boy thought eyeing the stranger top to bottom taking in his appearance.

The man wore black shinobi sandals, standard black anbu pants, the pants were tucked into the sandals and laced with black ninja bandages, he also had white bandages on his right thigh with a holster of sorts on the bandages. Looking at his midsection he spotted a mask clipped on his left hip, he wore a special shirt, it was black sleeveless all the way up to his shoulders and it was connected to a mask on his face, over the torso he wore a standard anbu vest, he wore black combat gloves with anbu armguards. He also saw a hilt sticking up on the strangers right hand side. Studying his face further he noted the mask cover every part of his face under his eyes. His left eye was closed with a scar over it, the other eye was black. His hair was silver leaning to the left side, with some tufts sticking down framing his face, he noted that the man didn't sport a headband like the people lying around him. 'so he's not a ninja? What's with the mask on his hip? Who is he ?' those were the questions running through his head.

Grabbing the hilt of the sword with his right hand and holding it infront and slightly above himself, the boy unsheathed the sword slowly, the sword was coverd in blood and it made a grinding sound on its trip out of the sheath, signifying that it had been used a lot, once unsheathed he discarded the sheath and opted for resting his left hand against the black of the blade.

''Did you take that from a corpse aswell ? A single child stripping corpse to protect himself, is it ? That's very impressive'' Kakashi said, and the child got deeper into his stance, now sporting a frown. ''However you no longer need that sword'' the boy loosend his stance a little 'so he doesn't want to fight me?' the boy thought a little relieved. Kakashi raised his right hand and gripped the hilt of the sword on his back, that's when the boy tensed widening his eyes, before narrowing them and hardend his stance again, and Kakashi spoke ''A sword that's only swung in self-defense, while fearing others, shoul be thrown away''

He he pulled the sheath from his back and held it for a little while before throwing the sword to the boy. The boy was caught off guard but caught the sword with his left hand and cradeling it in the nook of his neck, stumbling around a little to regain his footing, he looked up at the stranger with those curious eyes of his, eyes that looked so innocent. Kakashi took this time to take in the boys features, like how he had one sky blue eye and the other was maroon brown. He also had 3 whiskers on each cheek, his hair was spiky silver with blonde outlining it.

''I'll give you my sword'' Kakashi said as he turned around and started walking away leaving the boy there looking at his back dumbfounded. ''If you wish to properly use it, then come with me.'' Pausing a little for effect he continued. ''From now on you will swing that sword. Not to cut down your enemies. Not to cut away your weakness and protect yourself. But to protect your very soul.''

The boy dropped the scavanged sword in his right and unsheathed the one in his left a little bit, to get a look at it. The hilt it self was fairly long, in comparison to his hands, and it had diamond like holes all the way through, the guard was hollow in the shape of a clover. And the sheath was all black.

He turned his eyes on the stranger walking away once again. He didn't need to think twice about going with him, so long as he wasn't alone any more. He sheathed the sword completely and held it in his left hand as he began a little sprint after the stranger, once caught up with him within hearing rage he yelled loud enough for him to hear ''Heeey, mr stranger wait up!'' Kakashi stopped in his lazy stride out of the field and turned to look at the boy running up to him, when the boy caught up he simply looked at him waiting for him to catch his breath and tell him his answer.

''I'll go with you.'' Kakashi eye smiled at that and crouched down to eye level holding out his right hand to the boy. ''My name is Hatake Kakashi, nice to meet you.'' The boy look at his hand, then at his eye smiling face, then back to his hand before grabbing it and giving him a grin and shaking his hand. ''Naruto, Sakata Naruto. Nice to meet you too'' Naruto said, kakashi couldn't help but smile harder when he saw the grin on his face. ''Naruto, we are going to Hi no Kuni. Think you're up for the trip?'' Kakashi asked, the determined look that formed on his face spoke volumes of his answer. ''Good, you can call me Kakashi-sensei from now on'' Kakashi said with an eye smile.

Naruto got a strange feeling from this man, he had never felt it before but, he could guess what it was. He was no longer alone, no more solitude and hopefully no more hate and pain. Hopefully where they were going people didn't look at him with disgusted looks for being poor and homeless and parent less. No, he knew he had already gained something from this man, he had gained a father figure. That was all he could ever ask for.