Kakashi felt like he was living in an alternative universe. More than once a day he had to stop and think to himself - yes, this is real and yes, this is really happening to him. He never imagined one day willingly going to the clan gatherings. But here he was - in a traditional robe, in a secret room deep in the mountain, sitting around the table with other clan heads. He never imagined returning to a home that was not empty. But here he was - saying 'I 'm home ' and getting a reply back.

What even was this dream he was trapped in. The man didn 't know and was too afraid to question it further. Kakashi was just so fucking thankful.