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esp_dragon) wrote2008-04-01 08:26 pm
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Fullmetal Ninja [Chapter 7]
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist/ Naruto crossover
Summary: Ed and Al tried to resurrect their Mother but something went wrong. Not only did they fail, their bodies paying the price, but they are no longer in Amestris. They are in a world where all the natural rules aren't always obeyed...
Rating: T
Notes: *facepalm* After all those questions I asked you![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lucathia_rykatu, I didn't technically use the suggestions you gave me explicitly. I was orignally using 'Picking apart the pronunciation, Al was sure that the second word had a vague resemblance to ‘name’' but that didn't work. For one reason, the speed of which Kakashi was probably speaking would have meant whatever he said, Al wouldn't have heard it all that well. So. Yeah.
Hands up, who guessed the unwanted visiter?
Aaaaand dramatic irony strikes again! XD
I need to go back through these entries and put in all the changes my beta-reader's done...
Am amused by the fact I'm posing this on April's fools. >3
Genre: General
Word count: 2,473
Total word count: 16,949
Status: Work in Progress
Al stared at the window, feeling the exact second when his body reacted in fear; a shiver shot down his spine, his body felt as though someone had flipped a switch, turning everything cold, blood roared in his ears and every one of his senses focused in front of him; one of the beings from the door was sitting on the windowsill.
It wasn’t like the one he’d first encountered since this one was the exact opposite; pitch-black instead of white (or had that one been transparent?) but it was similar enough. It was also smaller, Al realised after a closer inspection - and it hadn’t moved since he’d woken up. Slowly and carefully, Al eased himself up into a sitting position against the headboard. This being was just as featureless and genderless as its counterpart, with nothing to indicate any sort of individuality. Clues in its body language suggested that it was probably gazing out of the window and not staring straight at him even though it felt that way. That was the weird thing: it was sitting in direct sunlight but still looked like it was bathed in shadow with no features highlighted. Al suppressed another shiver.
Just as Al started to think he was still dreaming the being giggled, bringing a hand to where its mouth would be and turned towards him. Al blanched at the sound; it was childlike in pitch and quality but there was an echo behind it that changed the feeling to something more sinister.
“Where are you?” it asked in the echoing silence, moving its hand back down to the window. Al had been watching for it but there wasn’t any movement where its lips would be; its jaw hadn’t even moved. He would have wondered if it was actually talking out loud or speaking directly into his mind if he wasn’t in danger of disappearing.
“On the other side of the planet,” Al answered, not sure why he was. Still feeling his heart beating a staccato, he forced himself not to wipe his hands on the sheets despite his palms feeling clammy with sweat, but he was pleased that his voice only quavered slightly.
“Are you sure?”
What? Of course he was sure. There were no other logical reasons for what he and Ed had seen and learned. Al nodded. “Yes.”
The being laughed, its voice deeper than before, adding more layers to the echo. ‘This is a dream isn’t it?’ Al’s thoughts started to quicken and panic started to set in. There was no reason for the beings from that place to be here – or was this place the dream? Which one was real? Maybe they had never left that white space in the first place. Or maybe that place had never existed. Was he starting to hallucinate?
Suddenly, Al’s circling thoughts were disrupted by the sound of the door opening. Distracted, Al glanced across the room. ‘What would the being do if it was seen by other people? Would it send them to another world as well?’ He had to warn whoever was coming in! Al took a deep breath and nearly choked on it the next second when he realised that the being was no longer there. ‘Where – where did it go?’ He scoured the room for it but there was no trace. Was it just a hallucination? Al bit his lip, worried. But he was sure he’d seen and heard it. It couldn’t have disappeared like that – but it seemed like it had just appeared out of nowhere.
“Yo.” Shoving these thoughts to the back of his mind, Al looked at the newcomer and stared. A man stood before him with grey hair that stuck up in a way that defied gravity, but it wasn’t this which surprised Al the most. Only a small portion of his face was visible, the rest was covered by a black cloth mask and that headband/belt that he had seen on other people.
Al glanced back to the window in case the being had reappeared but it was empty. Still warily regarding the window, Al waved to the man. “Hello.”
The strange man sauntered over to the spare bed opposite Al and Ed’s and leaned against it watching them lazily through one visible eye. His gaze continued to flit between the two boys for a few seconds before settling on Al. He asked a question and he was surprised when the mask hadn’t muffled the man’s words as much as Al thought it would.
Remembering some of the questions that some of the friendlier nurses and doctors had asked him and his brother, Al responded. “Al Elric,” he stated, pointing to his chest before pointing to his slumbering brother. “Ed Elric.” Moving his arm reminded him sharply where Naruto’s little brother had landed on him earlier as he felt a slight pull in the muscles. Another light poke revealed that the spot was tender even though there were no signs of bruising but it wasn’t something that couldn’t be ignored. He had a few scratches on him from when Ed had yanked Naruto’s brother off of him a bit too fast, along with a spectacular bruise on his shin from a flailing foot. He was lucky that they people liked wearing sandals –if a little heavier than the ones he knew- and not the boots Winry was starting to wear.
Hearing his name, Ed’s brow creased as he woke up slowly, mumbling something Al didn’t hear. The man watched Ed as he did. Ed blearily caught a short glimpse of the man when he then pushed himself off the bed and then left without another word, leaving Al to simply stare as Ed finally came to full awareness.
What had he come in for? He couldn’t have been someone who was sent to look after them since he’d only stayed about three minutes at most and the way he’d looked at Ed... Maybe he was confirming something? But what? That they both had gold eyes? Having gold eyes was a bit uncommon, but Al didn’t think it was rare enough to warrant just wandering in to where the person was sleeping just to settle a curiosity. Al’s eyes flicked to the window again. Still nothing. Was it just a –
“Al?” He turned to look at his brother. Ed was peering at him in concern as he got up to lean on the headboard next to him, grunting a little.
“Hmm?”
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “You’re really pale.” Ed’s face darkened. “Did that guy try something? If he did, I’m gonna-”
Al cut him off with a shake of his head. “He’d just come in when you woke up,” he explained.
There was a brief silence as Ed waited for Al to tell him what was actually bothering him.
“I think I saw...” Al trailed off, not sure what to say. He took a deep breath and shook his head once more before starting again. “I think I saw one of the beings from that door just before the man came into the room.”
There was a violent ‘whoosh’ of air next to him as Ed exhaled quickly. Looking at his brother, Al noted that Ed had gone wide eyed and as pale as he probably was right now. “Did it say anything – do anything to you?” Ed demanded as he checked Al over to make sure that he was in the same condition as he had been when Ed saw him last.
“I’m fine,” he reassured Ed, gesturing with both hands placatingly. “It didn’t do anything – we talked. That was it.” Which obviously wasn’t the right thing to say.
“That was it?” Ed repeated incredulously, his voice rising. “That was it? Right after I talked to something from there the last time, we ended up on another planet!” Ed froze from his rant before his face screwed up in anger. “Argh! Fuck! On the other side of the world - not another planet!” he corrected himself harshly, clutching his head.
“It wasn’t exactly the same as that one; this one was completely black,” Al told Ed softly, ignoring his slip – he had been doing the same in his own thoughts. “Its voice was different. Younger. Creepier.” There were too many ways he could describe the being's voice and most contradicted each other so Al didn’t even try.
Ed mulled this information over. “So what did you talk about?”
Al looked to the window, just to make sure it hadn’t reappeared there. “It asked if I knew where I was. When I said the other side of the planet, it laughed.” Saying that brought back the sound it had made and Al grimaced as the sound grated on his nerves and resonated in his head.
An elbow poked his side lightly and Al snapped his head back to his brother who was watching him in concern again. “If it was going to come back, it would have already.” Ed sighed and slouched further on the bed. “It was probably lying anyway. Who knows; maybe that’s just another way they get their kicks.” Ed snorted and crossed his arms.
Thinking over his words, Al could see Ed’s point; it didn’t completely erase the worry but it did ease it somewhat. Quite a few of his reactions would have been from the adrenaline running in his system and the fear of what could happen next. Al wiped his still clammy palms on the covers to dry them; his heart had at least slowed down to its regular beat and he no longer felt the chill down his spine.
“Who was the old guy who came in?” Ed asked.
Al looked at his brother in confusion. “Who?” They had both fallen asleep around the same time and he had woken up before Ed – how would he know he had come into the room? He might have woken up earlier but went back to sleep, he reasoned.
Ed waved his hand to indicate the door. “The old guy who just left when I woke up.”
Oh. Him. But he didn’t really look that old, Al realised, only that he had grey hair; in the little of his face that could be seen, there weren’t any visible wrinkles and he was a healthy colour. “I don’t think he’s that old,” he said out loud. “He just had premature grey hair.”
“Hmm. I guess.” Ed wrinkled his nose. “I wonder what happened to him to make him cover his face like that.”
“It’s probably a big scar,” Al said, mulling it over. “He didn’t have any difficulty speaking and his voice was normal.”
Ed looked thoughtful, nodding his head slowly. “That would mean that the scar would probably cover his eye down to his opposite cheek. Ouch.”
“I wonder why he’s wearing that headband too,” Al mused. Why didn’t he use another piece of cloth? The headband might have been easier to put on but it wouldn’t cover as much. Maybe he just didn’t want to wear two pieces of cloth on his head.
Ed nodded. “Naruto and Ino were wearing one too – I thought it was some sort of fashion thing but if an adult’s wearing one, that can’t be right. Hmm.” He scratched his head as he thought.
The headbands were the same, had the same insignia, possibly worn in specific places. “Do you think it’s a symbol for something?” Al asked. “Like how State Alchemists have a silver watch with the military symbol engraved on it. It says that they’re State Alchemists to other people.”
“That would make sense,” Ed said with a frown. “But what could kids do that’s the same to adults? I mean Naruto and Ino don’t look any older than us and if it really was a sign of being something like a State Alchemist, what kind of organisation would recruits kids our age? That’s insane!”
“Well, maybe the younger ones are supervised until they’re old enough or experienced enough,” Al reasoned.
“Maybe,” Ed acquiesced and sighed loudly. “We won’t really know until we see more people and figure out what the trend is – trying to work this out from three people would never work.”
Al’s eyes drifted. “You know,” he said slowly, “we haven’t had a chance to properly look out the window.”
Ed’s eyebrows rose. “Too much stuff kept on happening. We’ve spent a lot of time asleep and when we were awake, there was always someone coming in and out to check up on us or we were talking about where we actually were.”
Together, they crawled to the other side of the bed. Al felt strange having to crawl on three limbs instead of four and was glad they were on the bed closest to the window because, while they would have still been able to see outside from the other bed, it would have been harder to spot anyone wearing the headband from that distance; that is, if it could be called a headband since Ino apparently didn’t wear hers on her head.
They’re huge! was Al’s first thought. Maybe it was their perspective but the buildings looked like they could be four or five times the height of their own house in Resembool. The way the buildings were built together leant themselves far more to Dublith in crowdedness than Resembool but the actual structures of them were, again, similar in some aspects and different in others. Everywhere they looked on the buildings, there wasn’t a single scrap of space that wasn’t in use and they seemed so crowded with a dizzying variety of items. Each looked as though someone had decided to have multiple houses built one on top of the other with their roofs stuck out around the middle of the buildings usually at regular intervals. That said, Al could see that most of the buildings weren’t uniform in the slightest; ranging from one story to several and sprawling wherever they fancied; neat it wasn’t. The roof parts and actual main roof were made of planks of wood with pipes going across or up them. Thick black wires stood out against the buildings, running from pole to pole and several disappeared into houses through small gaps. Al could see clusters of leaves in the distance and poking above the buildings, so there were obviously ‘green’ areas in this city. Overhanging signs displayed over what looked to be shops had the same kind of symbols Hokage had used when drawing her map.
The streets weren’t that packed but there were still a few people milling about. After twenty minutes of people watching they gave up. They hadn’t seen anyone who was wearing that same headband in the crowd but they’d try again a bit later – they couldn’t base their conclusions on the one sample after all.
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Summary: Ed and Al tried to resurrect their Mother but something went wrong. Not only did they fail, their bodies paying the price, but they are no longer in Amestris. They are in a world where all the natural rules aren't always obeyed...
Rating: T
Notes: *facepalm* After all those questions I asked you
lucathia_rykatu, I didn't technically use the suggestions you gave me explicitly. I was orignally using 'Picking apart the pronunciation, Al was sure that the second word had a vague resemblance to ‘name’' but that didn't work. For one reason, the speed of which Kakashi was probably speaking would have meant whatever he said, Al wouldn't have heard it all that well. So. Yeah. Hands up, who guessed the unwanted visiter?
Aaaaand dramatic irony strikes again! XD
I need to go back through these entries and put in all the changes my beta-reader's done...
Am amused by the fact I'm posing this on April's fools. >3
Genre: General
Word count: 2,473
Total word count: 16,949
Status: Work in Progress
Al stared at the window, feeling the exact second when his body reacted in fear; a shiver shot down his spine, his body felt as though someone had flipped a switch, turning everything cold, blood roared in his ears and every one of his senses focused in front of him; one of the beings from the door was sitting on the windowsill.
It wasn’t like the one he’d first encountered since this one was the exact opposite; pitch-black instead of white (or had that one been transparent?) but it was similar enough. It was also smaller, Al realised after a closer inspection - and it hadn’t moved since he’d woken up. Slowly and carefully, Al eased himself up into a sitting position against the headboard. This being was just as featureless and genderless as its counterpart, with nothing to indicate any sort of individuality. Clues in its body language suggested that it was probably gazing out of the window and not staring straight at him even though it felt that way. That was the weird thing: it was sitting in direct sunlight but still looked like it was bathed in shadow with no features highlighted. Al suppressed another shiver.
Just as Al started to think he was still dreaming the being giggled, bringing a hand to where its mouth would be and turned towards him. Al blanched at the sound; it was childlike in pitch and quality but there was an echo behind it that changed the feeling to something more sinister.
“Where are you?” it asked in the echoing silence, moving its hand back down to the window. Al had been watching for it but there wasn’t any movement where its lips would be; its jaw hadn’t even moved. He would have wondered if it was actually talking out loud or speaking directly into his mind if he wasn’t in danger of disappearing.
“On the other side of the planet,” Al answered, not sure why he was. Still feeling his heart beating a staccato, he forced himself not to wipe his hands on the sheets despite his palms feeling clammy with sweat, but he was pleased that his voice only quavered slightly.
“Are you sure?”
What? Of course he was sure. There were no other logical reasons for what he and Ed had seen and learned. Al nodded. “Yes.”
The being laughed, its voice deeper than before, adding more layers to the echo. ‘This is a dream isn’t it?’ Al’s thoughts started to quicken and panic started to set in. There was no reason for the beings from that place to be here – or was this place the dream? Which one was real? Maybe they had never left that white space in the first place. Or maybe that place had never existed. Was he starting to hallucinate?
Suddenly, Al’s circling thoughts were disrupted by the sound of the door opening. Distracted, Al glanced across the room. ‘What would the being do if it was seen by other people? Would it send them to another world as well?’ He had to warn whoever was coming in! Al took a deep breath and nearly choked on it the next second when he realised that the being was no longer there. ‘Where – where did it go?’ He scoured the room for it but there was no trace. Was it just a hallucination? Al bit his lip, worried. But he was sure he’d seen and heard it. It couldn’t have disappeared like that – but it seemed like it had just appeared out of nowhere.
“Yo.” Shoving these thoughts to the back of his mind, Al looked at the newcomer and stared. A man stood before him with grey hair that stuck up in a way that defied gravity, but it wasn’t this which surprised Al the most. Only a small portion of his face was visible, the rest was covered by a black cloth mask and that headband/belt that he had seen on other people.
Al glanced back to the window in case the being had reappeared but it was empty. Still warily regarding the window, Al waved to the man. “Hello.”
The strange man sauntered over to the spare bed opposite Al and Ed’s and leaned against it watching them lazily through one visible eye. His gaze continued to flit between the two boys for a few seconds before settling on Al. He asked a question and he was surprised when the mask hadn’t muffled the man’s words as much as Al thought it would.
Remembering some of the questions that some of the friendlier nurses and doctors had asked him and his brother, Al responded. “Al Elric,” he stated, pointing to his chest before pointing to his slumbering brother. “Ed Elric.” Moving his arm reminded him sharply where Naruto’s little brother had landed on him earlier as he felt a slight pull in the muscles. Another light poke revealed that the spot was tender even though there were no signs of bruising but it wasn’t something that couldn’t be ignored. He had a few scratches on him from when Ed had yanked Naruto’s brother off of him a bit too fast, along with a spectacular bruise on his shin from a flailing foot. He was lucky that they people liked wearing sandals –if a little heavier than the ones he knew- and not the boots Winry was starting to wear.
Hearing his name, Ed’s brow creased as he woke up slowly, mumbling something Al didn’t hear. The man watched Ed as he did. Ed blearily caught a short glimpse of the man when he then pushed himself off the bed and then left without another word, leaving Al to simply stare as Ed finally came to full awareness.
What had he come in for? He couldn’t have been someone who was sent to look after them since he’d only stayed about three minutes at most and the way he’d looked at Ed... Maybe he was confirming something? But what? That they both had gold eyes? Having gold eyes was a bit uncommon, but Al didn’t think it was rare enough to warrant just wandering in to where the person was sleeping just to settle a curiosity. Al’s eyes flicked to the window again. Still nothing. Was it just a –
“Al?” He turned to look at his brother. Ed was peering at him in concern as he got up to lean on the headboard next to him, grunting a little.
“Hmm?”
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “You’re really pale.” Ed’s face darkened. “Did that guy try something? If he did, I’m gonna-”
Al cut him off with a shake of his head. “He’d just come in when you woke up,” he explained.
There was a brief silence as Ed waited for Al to tell him what was actually bothering him.
“I think I saw...” Al trailed off, not sure what to say. He took a deep breath and shook his head once more before starting again. “I think I saw one of the beings from that door just before the man came into the room.”
There was a violent ‘whoosh’ of air next to him as Ed exhaled quickly. Looking at his brother, Al noted that Ed had gone wide eyed and as pale as he probably was right now. “Did it say anything – do anything to you?” Ed demanded as he checked Al over to make sure that he was in the same condition as he had been when Ed saw him last.
“I’m fine,” he reassured Ed, gesturing with both hands placatingly. “It didn’t do anything – we talked. That was it.” Which obviously wasn’t the right thing to say.
“That was it?” Ed repeated incredulously, his voice rising. “That was it? Right after I talked to something from there the last time, we ended up on another planet!” Ed froze from his rant before his face screwed up in anger. “Argh! Fuck! On the other side of the world - not another planet!” he corrected himself harshly, clutching his head.
“It wasn’t exactly the same as that one; this one was completely black,” Al told Ed softly, ignoring his slip – he had been doing the same in his own thoughts. “Its voice was different. Younger. Creepier.” There were too many ways he could describe the being's voice and most contradicted each other so Al didn’t even try.
Ed mulled this information over. “So what did you talk about?”
Al looked to the window, just to make sure it hadn’t reappeared there. “It asked if I knew where I was. When I said the other side of the planet, it laughed.” Saying that brought back the sound it had made and Al grimaced as the sound grated on his nerves and resonated in his head.
An elbow poked his side lightly and Al snapped his head back to his brother who was watching him in concern again. “If it was going to come back, it would have already.” Ed sighed and slouched further on the bed. “It was probably lying anyway. Who knows; maybe that’s just another way they get their kicks.” Ed snorted and crossed his arms.
Thinking over his words, Al could see Ed’s point; it didn’t completely erase the worry but it did ease it somewhat. Quite a few of his reactions would have been from the adrenaline running in his system and the fear of what could happen next. Al wiped his still clammy palms on the covers to dry them; his heart had at least slowed down to its regular beat and he no longer felt the chill down his spine.
“Who was the old guy who came in?” Ed asked.
Al looked at his brother in confusion. “Who?” They had both fallen asleep around the same time and he had woken up before Ed – how would he know he had come into the room? He might have woken up earlier but went back to sleep, he reasoned.
Ed waved his hand to indicate the door. “The old guy who just left when I woke up.”
Oh. Him. But he didn’t really look that old, Al realised, only that he had grey hair; in the little of his face that could be seen, there weren’t any visible wrinkles and he was a healthy colour. “I don’t think he’s that old,” he said out loud. “He just had premature grey hair.”
“Hmm. I guess.” Ed wrinkled his nose. “I wonder what happened to him to make him cover his face like that.”
“It’s probably a big scar,” Al said, mulling it over. “He didn’t have any difficulty speaking and his voice was normal.”
Ed looked thoughtful, nodding his head slowly. “That would mean that the scar would probably cover his eye down to his opposite cheek. Ouch.”
“I wonder why he’s wearing that headband too,” Al mused. Why didn’t he use another piece of cloth? The headband might have been easier to put on but it wouldn’t cover as much. Maybe he just didn’t want to wear two pieces of cloth on his head.
Ed nodded. “Naruto and Ino were wearing one too – I thought it was some sort of fashion thing but if an adult’s wearing one, that can’t be right. Hmm.” He scratched his head as he thought.
The headbands were the same, had the same insignia, possibly worn in specific places. “Do you think it’s a symbol for something?” Al asked. “Like how State Alchemists have a silver watch with the military symbol engraved on it. It says that they’re State Alchemists to other people.”
“That would make sense,” Ed said with a frown. “But what could kids do that’s the same to adults? I mean Naruto and Ino don’t look any older than us and if it really was a sign of being something like a State Alchemist, what kind of organisation would recruits kids our age? That’s insane!”
“Well, maybe the younger ones are supervised until they’re old enough or experienced enough,” Al reasoned.
“Maybe,” Ed acquiesced and sighed loudly. “We won’t really know until we see more people and figure out what the trend is – trying to work this out from three people would never work.”
Al’s eyes drifted. “You know,” he said slowly, “we haven’t had a chance to properly look out the window.”
Ed’s eyebrows rose. “Too much stuff kept on happening. We’ve spent a lot of time asleep and when we were awake, there was always someone coming in and out to check up on us or we were talking about where we actually were.”
Together, they crawled to the other side of the bed. Al felt strange having to crawl on three limbs instead of four and was glad they were on the bed closest to the window because, while they would have still been able to see outside from the other bed, it would have been harder to spot anyone wearing the headband from that distance; that is, if it could be called a headband since Ino apparently didn’t wear hers on her head.
They’re huge! was Al’s first thought. Maybe it was their perspective but the buildings looked like they could be four or five times the height of their own house in Resembool. The way the buildings were built together leant themselves far more to Dublith in crowdedness than Resembool but the actual structures of them were, again, similar in some aspects and different in others. Everywhere they looked on the buildings, there wasn’t a single scrap of space that wasn’t in use and they seemed so crowded with a dizzying variety of items. Each looked as though someone had decided to have multiple houses built one on top of the other with their roofs stuck out around the middle of the buildings usually at regular intervals. That said, Al could see that most of the buildings weren’t uniform in the slightest; ranging from one story to several and sprawling wherever they fancied; neat it wasn’t. The roof parts and actual main roof were made of planks of wood with pipes going across or up them. Thick black wires stood out against the buildings, running from pole to pole and several disappeared into houses through small gaps. Al could see clusters of leaves in the distance and poking above the buildings, so there were obviously ‘green’ areas in this city. Overhanging signs displayed over what looked to be shops had the same kind of symbols Hokage had used when drawing her map.
The streets weren’t that packed but there were still a few people milling about. After twenty minutes of people watching they gave up. They hadn’t seen anyone who was wearing that same headband in the crowd but they’d try again a bit later – they couldn’t base their conclusions on the one sample after all.
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Oho, another planet. Ed might not think he thinks that way, but he's considering that they're on another planet, yeah? Another universe?
Ahaha, the black thing that Al say is making me think of heartless from Kingdom Hearts. I don't think I have the right image. 8D
Ah, the ninja in Naruto's world are sent out on missions really young! It feels normal for Naruto's world. Interesting to see Ed and Al's observations about the headbands.
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Naaah. He's disregarded the idea as something completely impossible that could happen - for some reason, his brain keeps on slotting in 'this world' instead of 'this place'. :3
XD ... Nooooooo! *flails* Crossover! ... The Gate beings are heartless? ... The ending of Kingdom Hearts. The Gate. Ooooooh... That works out far too well. XD;; If I write this, I'm so blaming you. As always. ;p
You never really think about these things do you? And Kakashi is out doing missions when he was what, six years old? D: Insaaaane. It's probably because we don't get reminded much about their age and they're pretty mature doing stuff.
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