Disclaimer: Characters of Naruto belong (C) to Masashi Kishimoto.
Notes: **Non-cannon



"Why are you subjecting yourself to this type of treatment," asked the Yondaime. He circled steadily around his prisoner and looked at him closely, trying to understand the older man's reasoning.

Kakashi shifted in the binds that entrapped him as he slumped against the wall that supported him. He lifted his head with difficulty but not defiantly as he stared into the perplexed indigo eyes of his sensei. Every breath he took was a task but Kakashi refused to back down under the interrogation, "If I don't," He panted with great agony, "You won't believe I am one of your people," explained Kakashi, in a gentle acceptance of his fate. He had grown rather close to his sensei this short period of time. Intimate, really. Something he regretted greatly that he never attempted when he was a child and under his sensei's leadership. That's why...Kakashi didn't quite mind being chained up, as long as his sensei was a constant prescence along with him.

Even if that meant being tortured and ridiculed.

As Kakashi knew very well what goes on in the prison cells of the anbu underground basement, once a member himself but retired.

"You told me your name was Sokkoku Soji, but that was a lie to cover up who you really are. I can't overlook that but if you tell me why you did it, then considering what you say afterwards, I can drop the charges against you," bargained the Fourth in an appealing offer.

Kakashi thought that was music to his ears but again it was not possible for him to explain why he was here. Sadly, he'll have to decline the offer made so generously by his sensei and instead make friends with the mice that were residents here in the underground cell.

He was sure he was going to be here a long time if he wasn't executed first for his deceitful crimes, "I'm afraid I can't reveal who I am yet." sighed Kakashi, wishing he could but knowing it was against his own orders he had given his students, if something like this was to happen and they were caught.

Yondaime shook his head, saddenened, and lost the strand of hope he had for the older man he had grown to like. Unfortunately, he had to follow the village's law, "Then I have no choice. You will have to remain here until you give up the information I'm requesting."

"I know," accepted Kakashi, no blame whatsoever in his voice as he stared at his sensei steadily.

Yondaime looked at the silver-haired man pecularily, Its like he expected that answer and sighed. He knew now, it was going to be a rather long night and one he was surelyy not going to enjoy.

"Then,...let's start from the beginning," the Yondaime began, his spirits sinking at what he'll now have to do because of his prisoners uncooperativenees. He took out his kunai and pointed it underneath the silver-haired man's neck in a threatening matter, "Tell me where you're really from."