Koushin: Konoha’s Dragonborn[Completed]

It took almost an hour before Kakashi began to tell his story. "You know, Koushin, I wasn't always the person you see now. I used to be obnoxious, prideful, and serious about the rules," he began, a tinge of bitterness in his voice. "I thought I was better than everyone else because I was a prodigy. I believed that following the rules was the only way to be a true ninja."

Koushin listened quietly, knowing that his sensei needed to get this off his chest.

Kakashi continued, his voice growing softer. "My father, Sakumo Hatake, was known as the 'White Fang of Konoha.' He was a legendary ninja, but he chose to save the lives of his comrades rather than complete a mission, and the village shunned him for it. My father couldn't handle the shame and... he took his own life."

Koushin's heart ached for his sensei as he heard the pain in Kakashi's voice. He remained silent, allowing Kakashi to continue at his own pace.

"I was only a child when that happened, and it left a mark on me," Kakashi admitted, his voice thick with emotion. "I vowed that I would never make the same 'mistake' as my father. I would be the perfect ninja, following every rule and never failing a mission."

His fists clenched as he recalled those days. "I was put on a team with Rin Nohara and Obito Uchiha, and our sensei was Minato Namikaze, the future Fourth Hokage. Rin was kind and gentle, while Obito was always late and disorganized. I couldn't understand why Minato-sensei put up with him."

Kakashi sighed, his voice heavy with regret. "I was blinded by my own pride, and it took a terrible tragedy for me to see the error of my ways. During a mission, Obito saved my life by pushing me out of the way of a falling boulder. He was trapped, and there was no way to save him."

Tears welled up in Kakashi's eyes as he relived the memory. "Before he died, Obito gave me his Sharingan as a gift. He told me that he finally understood what it meant to be a true ninja – that protecting your friends was more important than any mission."

Koushin's eyes widened as he listened to the heartbreaking story. He had never known the depths of Kakashi's pain and loss.

Kakashi's voice wavered as he continued. "I promised Obito that I would protect Rin, but I failed. During a mission, Rin was taken hostage by enemy ninja who implanted a tailed beast within her. She begged me to kill her, to prevent the beast from being unleashed on our village."

Koushin listened intently, seeing the pain etched on Kakashi's face as he recounted the tragic tale. "What did you do?" he asked softly, his heart aching for his sensei.

Kakashi took a deep breath, the pain of the memory still raw even after all these years. "I... I did what she asked. I killed her with the very Sharingan that Obito had given me to protect her. I couldn't find any other way. I had failed her and Obito."

Tears began to stream down Kakashi's face, his voice barely a whisper. "I've carried the weight of that failure with me ever since. I thought I could atone for it by becoming a better ninja, by protecting my comrades and my village. But now, seeing Obito alive and a part of the Akatsuki, I feel like I've failed all over again."

Koushin placed a comforting hand on Kakashi's shoulder, his voice filled with empathy. "Kakashi-sensei, you did what you had to do. It wasn't your fault. Sometimes, we're forced to make difficult choices, but that doesn't mean we've failed."

Kakashi shook his head, his voice thick with emotion. "I appreciate your words, Koushin, but I can't help but feel responsible. If only I had been stronger, smarter, maybe I could have saved Rin without resorting to such drastic measures."

Koushin sighed, understanding the guilt that weighed down on his sensei. "Kakashi-sensei, we can't change the past. All we can do is learn from it and try to become better. You've already done so much for your village and your comrades. Don't let this define you."

Kakashi looked at Koushin, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Koushin. I'll do my best to keep moving forward, but I don't think I'll ever be able to completely let go of my past."

Koushin nodded, his expression serious. "That's okay, Kakashi-sensei. We all have our demons to face. But I know you're strong enough to overcome them."

They sat in silence for a while, the moon casting a pale glow over the village below. Kakashi's thoughts drifted to Obito, wondering what could have driven his former friend to join the Akatsuki and what role he played in their plans.

Kakashi wiped his eyes, his voice growing stronger as he continued. "You know, Obito wasn't always like this. He was a kind-hearted and determined young ninja. He always had a smile on his face, even in the toughest situations."

Koushin leaned in, eager to hear more about the man Obito had once been. "What was he like as a teammate?"

Kakashi chuckled, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "He was a bit of a goofball, to be honest. Always late to training and meetings, but he never gave up, no matter how difficult things got. Rin and I, we used to tease him about it, but he never let it get to him."

Koushin smiled, imagining a young Obito, full of life and laughter. "It sounds like you guys were close."

Kakashi nodded, his smile turning wistful. "We were. Rin, Obito, and I... we were like family. Rin was the one who kept us together, always looking out for both of us. She was kind and gentle, but strong in her own way. I... I really admired her."

Koushin could see the love Kakashi still held for his fallen comrades, and his heart ached for the pain his sensei had been carrying for so long. "What was your favorite memory of Rin?"

Kakashi paused, a faraway look in his eyes as he recalled the past. "There was this one time, after a particularly difficult mission, that we found ourselves near a field of wildflowers. Rin loved flowers, you see. She insisted that we stop and rest there for a while."

A soft smile played on Kakashi's lips as he continued. "We spent the entire afternoon in that field, just talking and laughing together. Obito tried to make flower crowns for us, but he was terrible at it. Rin had to show him how to do it properly."

Koushin laughed along with Kakashi, picturing the scene in his mind. "That sounds like a wonderful day."

"It was," Kakashi agreed, his voice heavy with nostalgia. "We didn't know it then, but it would be one of our last days together as a team. I cherish that memory because it reminds me of a time when things were simpler, when we were just three friends trying to find our place in the world."

Koushin nodded, understanding the significance of the memory. "It's important to hold onto those moments, Kakashi-sensei. They remind us of who we are and where we came from."

Kakashi sighed, his gaze still fixed on the moonlit sky. "I know, but it's hard to remember the good times when there's so much pain and regret mixed in with them."

Koushin squeezed Kakashi's shoulder reassuringly. "It's okay to feel that pain, sensei. It's part of who you are. But you can't let it consume you. You have to keep moving forward, for the sake of those who can't."

Kakashi looked at Koushin, his eyes filled with gratitude. "You're wise beyond your years, Koushin. I'm grateful to have you as a student and a friend."

Koushin smiled, touched by Kakashi's words. "I'm grateful to have you as my sensei, too. We'll face whatever challenges come our way together, as a team."

Kakashi nodded, his determination renewed. "You're right. We'll save Gaara and Sasori, and we'll put an end to the Akatsuki's plans. I won't let my past hold me back any longer."

As the night wore on, Kakashi continued to share stories of his time with Obito and Rin. The pain in his heart eased, if only a little, as he relived the happier moments of their time together.

He told Koushin about the pranks Obito would pull on him, his face lighting up with a smile as he remembered their innocent mischief. "Obito loved to surprise me with exploding tags," he said, chuckling at the memory. "I was always on my toes, never knowing when he'd strike."

Koushin laughed, imagining the young Kakashi constantly trying to outsmart Obito. "It sounds like you two were always trying to one-up each other."

Kakashi nodded, his eyes filled with warmth. "We were, but it was always in good fun. Obito had a way of making even the most serious situations lighthearted."

As the conversation shifted to Rin, Kakashi's voice softened. "Rin was an amazing medic-nin. She saved our lives countless times, often at great risk to herself. She was selfless and brave, always putting the needs of others before her own."

Koushin's eyes widened, impressed by Rin's dedication to her friends and her village. "She sounds like an incredible person, Kakashi-sensei."

"She was," Kakashi agreed, his voice heavy with emotion. "I'm proud to have known her and called her a friend."

The two sat in silence for a moment, the memories of the past swirling around them like leaves caught in the wind. Koushin hesitated, then asked, "Kakashi-sensei, if you could say something to Obito and Rin right now, what would it be?"

Kakashi considered the question, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I would tell them... that I'm sorry. That I wish I could have done more to protect them, to save them from their fates. I would tell them that I love them, and that I'll never forget them."

Koushin nodded, his own eyes shining with empathy. "I think they would be proud of you, Kakashi-sensei. They would want you to keep moving forward, to keep living your life."

Kakashi looked at Koushin, the gratitude in his eyes unmistakable. "Thank you, Koushin. Your support means more to me than you'll ever know."

As the moon began to sink below the horizon, the first light of dawn creeping into the sky, Kakashi and Koushin continued to talk. They spoke of the past and the future, their voices filled with determination and hope.