Vivid dreams of black and blue,
lead me to where you are.
I search my soul through and though
but I just can’t seem to speak, tell you
how it feels to be this lost,
and feel so good at the same time.

But all it takes is for you
to reach out your hand.
I’ll catch you,
you catch me.
Landing on softer dreams of yellow and gold.
You’re all I need, you give me the silver wings,
that suspend me high.

Don’t stop loving,
don’t give up adoring.
Or I’ll fall. If you wait I will come and find you.
My sacred promise. From me to you.
The wall breaks away and I stumble into you.
Don’t let go, don’t stop loving,
don’t give up adoring.

I may already be in pieces but you forge me anew,
our vivid dreams bring us together,
we’ll become one and take on the world.
Dream high, aim high.
The unlimited power of our vivid dreams.

Kakashi sat with his three students at the ramen bar in silence. Naruto had finally shut his mouth as he wolfed it down too quickly for him to be human and Sakura was trying to persuade Sasuke to share a ramen bowl with her. However he wasn’t having any of it and mentally blocked her out.
“I’m pleased with your work, Naruto. You’re trying too hard though, you’ll use more chakra than you’re trying to generate” At this comment, Naruto scrunched up his face the way he did any time he was angry or his ego was knocked.
“Hey, I’m actually trying, I’m not pretending like Sakura!” He continued to rant for a little longer until Sasuke reached the end of his long fuse and punched him hard. Other people eating at the bar turned to stare as the 12 year old screamed, cursed and shook his fist, still holding his chopsticks.
“You’re so immature Naruto-kun. People are looking, so I strongly advise you shut up and sit down” He told him coldly and bowed his head over his food and began to eat from the bowl that had been slid into his place while Naruto had been too busy with his tantrum.
Kakashi looked up from his book that he had occupied himself with the whole time and watched Naruto fidget, seething with rage. From the beginning, it was obvious that he saw Sasuke as a rival, and that he harvested strong feelings for Sakura. On the other hand she only had eyes for Sasuke, alike to all of the other girls. Needless to say that they all sided with Sasuke even though he wasn’t remotely interested in any of them.
“I think that’s enough for today” He said quietly, his voice restricted by the mask. He had to admit that he was starting to feel rather drowsy; the day had been long and tiresome.
“I’ll see you all tomorrow” throwing down change to pay for the food, turning on his heel and setting off down the road at the fast ninja speed that was fairly easy to obtain. It was a basic.
“DON’T BE LATE TOMORROW!” Sakura shouted as he hastily made his escape.

Kakashi sighed as he removed his sandals and slid his Jounin jacket from his strong and lithe frame. He’d been doubting a lot lately and had felt that something had been going on, someone was watching him closely. Too close for comfort.
He turned around and observed his bedroom carefully. The mattress lay slanted at an angle near his feet, the covers thrown lazily and hanging from the edge. The photo frame holding a picture of himself and his students stood proudly on a shelf over his bed, never allowing it to have a layer of dust grace the wooden panels.
The Jounin sank on his bed, pulling his shirt off groggily and rubbing his arms to move the blood around his limbs.
“Tomorrow will be another day…” he sighed again and lay back turning off the oil lamp, falling asleep within minutes.

It was cold, so, so cold. He shivered as he sat in the corner, anything to get away from them. He was vulnerable and they could hurt him here. Inching away slowly…carefully…
“Well, well. If it isn’t my old buddy, Kakashi” The man crouched in front of him and ruffled his hair roughly, his grip so strong it could have snapped his neck. But he didn’t speak. That would be complete suicide.
“Not looking so good, are we now?” The adversary was now holding his shoulder and flung him the other side of the room; he landed on both of his hands and pushed himself up so that he could then stand upright on his feet. For a brief moment he looked brave and strong, until he crumpled to his knees.
” chikushou” he groaned as he looked down at his bare torso, deep and shallow cuts lacing his skin in no particular layout.
What had happened to him? Naruto, Sakura and Sasuke would be ashamed of him if they could catch sight of the Jounin in this state. Kakashi tried so hard to stand, but only got as far as falling back against the wall.
”Not giving up already are we? Come on, this little fight has only just begun” It was then when it dawned upon him. This guy, who he’d never met, intended to kill him. But why? He’d never seen him before in his life.
He was now advancing so slowly, it was like waiting for death and his shadow falling over his face. Until he was at a few inches distance from him and let Kakashi have it.

”He’s sure taking his time, isn’t he?” one man said while sitting beside his master and casting a glance over his face.
The other pushed himself up from his bed and walked over to them, also looking at his master, dead to the world, alive to Kakashi’s.
”Maybe he actually managed to get into his head this time? The dream-killer technique is a hard one to pull off. How long has he been out for?”
”A couple of hours”
”And the last attempts?”
”An hour at the most” The taller of the two, obviously of higher status but lower than his master nodded at the smirk appearing at the edge of his superiors mouth.
”He’ll be awake soon”
”Does this mean that he’s really killed…?” But he was then struck hard across the jaw.
”Shut up and just wait until he’s woken up, not another word. Understand?!”
”Yes…Matarasu” the smaller one pushing himself up from the ground, he was only young compared to the others. Aged 13 with light brown hair and chocolate eyes, but then if it weren’t for them he’d be dead by now. The boy rubbed his face and backed away when the oldest, but most athletic and strongest out of all of them rose slowly.
”Master!” Matarasu leapt to his side like a dog to its owner.
”You two, on your way to Konoha now. By the time you get there you will need to wait for me to contact you, then when that time comes, I want you to bring me Hatake Kakashi!” The boy gulped as he analysed Matarasu’s face, rage consuming it.
”You didn’t kill him?!”
”No, if I ever have my revenge on the boy, then I will do it in person with my true strength. Not hide away in the next country and in his sleep. No, I want people to see him die before their very eyes; I want his hot blood to splash upon their faces, to hear his neck snap. I will not allow them to think he merely passed away in his sleep. Now if you don’t mind, I want some time to think, please go and take Chiro with you, remember the signal”
”As long as you don’t pull it off on me, I won’t have a problem” Chiro whined, he hated the boss’ signal. It was the same as the technique used on Kakashi, only he could communicate to him if he chose to.
”You’ll just do as I say, got it? Now get going before I forget about the idea of taking the two of you with me” They nodded in unison and practically flew from where they were standing and the small abandoned shack in a forest at the boarder of the country of the wave and the country where the Leaf ninja were situated.
The master smiled.
”Kakashi…You’re mine”

The next day nothing was different. It was a beautiful autumn day, as hectic as usual. Get up, get dressed and get outside. Walking to school it seemed awfully quiet as I strode through the sycamore trees. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, up in the tree I saw a flash. I just passed it off as a squirrel, and carried on plodding along through the leaves. POUND. I was thrown to the floor, my bag spilling open and my schoolbooks thrown around. I turned round to see who and what it was that had landed on me. Oh no-it was the same people that had been chasing me before. James and Wesley. They were laughing and sneering as I pulled myself up dusting off pebbles and leaves.

“Attention class. Class!” Mr Whitley bawled which seemed to have a magic effect moving all the kids back to their desks. The day goes so fast when I haven’t got lessons with James or Wesley, like time purposely wants me to get to the next lesson quickly so I can get teased again. “Let me make it perfectly clear that your module test for Biology is coming up tomorrow. Any idiots who have not revised yet get revising.” He took a stern glance at me. “Alright class you can go now, Matt-wait! I need a word with you!”
“Oh great” I thought. “What could he want now!”
“It seems as though your grades are slipping Hoyland,” he boomed. “Is there any particular reason?”
I thought and thought in my head. Should I say about them or not? If I did, I would probably get beaten up by them. But if not I would have to take after school classes…

Sitting or standing makes no difference, if he makes a move it hurts, being here in this hated place makes a man suffer no not just suffer but wish that he was dead.
It wasn’t like this he used to wake up in bed and think another day another 24 hours to do good but not anymore.

All that time ago he used to think of the world as his oyster, the sky his perfect masterpeice but then darkness fell and covered the land, high upon his castle walls on top of Mount Kaietus he could see the shadows slowly coming forth in a matter of days it would be at his doors banging and scratching with swords of steel and shields of gold.
All was not lost in his mind he had been foreseeing this for years, there fringing on the horizon evil had been plotting. Over those long and tedious years so had he!
In the underground caverns he had amassed a great army forever they were digging into the mountain for more room soon the mountain was so riddled with holes that they had to build upwards instead. His walls were made of the thickest stone in the land and his people out of love and kindness, he had foot soldiers, he had archers, he had cavalry in large fields within the fortress walls. Nursed by the greatest breeders and trainers plus with their owners these horses were the greatest in the land, fearless in front of evil valient in battle and knew their masters through love and affection which was the basis of his army.
On top of the walls of his great fortress he had many trained eyes searching the land for any movement even though the work was long and they’re backs were scorched by the sun they were loyal and stood at they’re posts all day long always watching never tiring.
Suddenly the message came through:
“The enemy’s on the move!”
And with that the battle had commenced!

Laying underground its quite snug…
with a stamp of my feet we scatter…
nibble it here nibble it there…
hop skip and jump…
can you guess?