Chapter 4

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Minato awoke with his daughter shaking him. "Daddy, come on. It's your shift." She said. He got up groggily and took some water and splashed it on his face. He packed up his tent, since his was the last shift. He sat down a log around the campfire and listened, on guard in case there were any irregular sounds or movements.

He did this for a couple hours and recognized from the sun that it was about 8 o'clock. He went to the boys tent first and shook the three boys awake. He then went to the girls and woke them up. They had a quick breakfast of berries and plants and then started discussing what they would do.

Minato was going to attack some hundred odd soldiers from Iwa at the border. Their mission was to destroy the bridge. They were going to split up when they were a couple miles away from the bridge.

They all set off and they were following behind their sensei when they felt a chakra signature.

"Stand back, remember, no one take him head on. Use teamwork." Minato said. He leaned down and reported 20 ninjas, most likely clones of some sort.

Kakashi however had not paid attention to his first statement and charged up his Chidori, hoping to use it for the first time on an enemy. He ran forward and registered Minato yelling behind him. He went to where the first ninja was quickly. He was about a foot from the guy when he felt the man's sword slash through his chest and shoulder. He fell back, badly wounded. The man was about to shove his sword through Kakashi's chest when Christina appeared right in between them and took out a senbon and shoved it in the man's neck.

The man was dead of course, no one can survive a senbon to the neck. He fell back and Christina turned to Kakashi. She took of his shirt and which was now ruined. She figured what the heck, so she ripped up his shirt and stopped the bleeding quickly with that and sealing his wound with medical ninjutsu. She took out a cream with one of her hands while the other continued to heal the wound. She rubbed some of it on his wound. She sighed.

"Well, it's not deep, but it still is gonna leave a mark. You shouldn't have done something so reckless." She said.

"Me reckless! You were the one who appeared while he was slashing his sword out!" Kakashi countered.

"That's because with the abnormality that I have that effects my speed, I could have just as easily gotten out of that position in 0.01 seconds, so it wa no real danger to me." She said.

"Well, if you're so good, then how come you were the only one to die out of the three of you that came back!" He said.

She sighed. "I've been told that it's because the enemy had Neji. I love him more than anything and they said they would kill him if I didn't give up my own life. They didn't care about him, they just wanted me dead. They threw him to the reinforcements that had just come to show me that he was safe and in the same moment they slashed me across the neck. I sacrificed myself for him, and I know I would do it again in a heartbeat. Naruko was the one who told me this of course, Neji won't talk about it, knowing him he's probably too disgusted with himself to admit that he couldn't save me." She said.

Kakashi felt a bit bad now. She had sacrificed herself for the person she loved, not dieing in battle like a failure who had foolishly taken on someone who was too strong for them like he had thought would be the answer. The others were just reaching them now.

Rin was jealous. Yet again, another one of these new girls was touching Kakashi. She had been on the same team as him and she had never gotten the chance to do that! She knew medical ninjutsu too! Why wasn't it her that got to help Kakashi! She saw Minato take a shirt out of Kakashi's bag and throw it to him. Now she didn't even get to see his chest anymore! She wasn't a total fan girl like the rest, but she wanted to be the one to help him with emotions or pain! She didn't like these other girls moving in on her territory, before she knew it, one of them would probably snatch him up right out from under her nose.

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