Hey...Xan, get those grubby fly hands ready because I need to know about Kakashi's thought process/his feelings about Naruto from when Naruto essentially brought him back to life, to Kakashi literally thinking "I need to go find him and bring him back here." I need to know his thought process in that, and also if anybody tried to prevent him from doing so.
When Kakashi wakes up, the light is blinding. The last thing he remembers is darkness, the embrace of a gentle fire, a final goodbye. He didn't understand all of it, but it could wait. His pounding head is full of a thousand thoughts & only one of them makes sense. ( Where is Naruto? ) Pain was looking for naruto. They had all acted to protect Naruto. He was the future of this village; there were none few left that disputed the fact. It was why everyone had for fiercely fought for him, his ideals, his legacy. As Kakashi's eye adjusts to the overwhelming realm of life, he sees others pushing themselves off of rough pavement, greeted tearfully by their loved ones.
The only way this was possible was if Pain had encountered Naruto. ( He must have come back, of course he would. ) This could mean a number of things, but the walking dead indicated that all of them were good. He sits up faster than his aching bones were prepared to, there is a series of pops as he forces his stiff, cold body to move again. It felt strangely unnatural, but it wasn't something he had time to consider right now. He was not the only one to be dragged from the liminal space between death & life, there were bodies clawing from the rubble around him in all directions.
Kakashi's heart begins to beat uncomfortably fast as he catches Choji by the arm. Through tears, Choji says that naruto went after pain. Alone. That he had faced the leader of the Akatsuki with an inconceivable power of his own, nearly defeating him on the battlefield. ( The Rasenshuriken? No, more than that. Incredible. ) They must have finished this. Kakashi is not sure how Naruto had managed it, but the dead were rising all around him.
He forces himself to his feet & the world feels as though it's on it's side. His stomach turns with uneasiness & he has to steady himself on the debris of what had once been a building. He waves off an emotional Choji as he goes to support him. The sky begins to spin, he forces it still & steadies himself as he tries to make sense of it all... but if he was alive, that means Pain couldn't have gotten what he wanted. ( Maybe he got what he needed...? ) Through the turbulence in his mind, he could not deny the way pride surged in his chest. It reminded him to breathe, to think.
Naruto, where was Naruto? If he had saved them, he had to be close. Kakashi extends the few wisps of energy he could squeeze from his body to search for Naruto's chakra. It was a distinct & familiar feeling, not unlike the campfire he had left behind in limbo.
He's sure the only reason he's able to force himself is because of the swell of fulfillment & concern he felt for the boy. it was awe-inspiring, to think that he had accomplished this much. That he had made it possible for Konoha to heal from this devastation. He gave them back their heart; the people they fought to protect... Someway, somehow naruto had brought them back. There were many familiar bursts of chakra as he searched for his student, though he was not in the village... as was to be expected. He extends his sensory ability to it's limits, locating the boy outside of their gates.
Kakashi sets out from the village before he is able to talk to anyone else. But a few sets of eyes catch a glimpse of his silver hair, they call out to him in the occasional greeting. The affirmation of life, the excitement that they had survived. Kakashi pays them less attention than he wishes, his exhausted mind set on something more important. Kakashi is fast. Determined. With each step, he feels an ache in his chest. During his fight, he had been run through with a blade & though the wound had been forced shut, he still felt a telltale burst of pain with every step, every breath. That, however, was not his priority. If he were to stop, his bones would surely be too heavy to start again.
He couldn't think about each passing step. But there were some things Kakashi could not ignore. There was a trail of devastation in the wake of where he thought naruto must have faced Pain. the landscape was devastated, Kakashi could hardly imagine what had happened to make it so. There was still the faint evil of Kurama in the air; it made him feel strange.
This had been no ordinary fight, he had known that before setting out.... but seeing the destruction before his eyes, feeling the air still thick with incomprehensible rage. it was enough to make the hairs on his arm stand on end. But it told a different story; if naruto had succeeded, he had overcome even the Kyuubi. He would think it was impossible, but hadn't naruto eradicated the meaning of the word?
Kakashi draws closer. He resists the urge to call out for Naruto, to let him know that he was coming for him. His pace quickens, though he couldn't explain how. Kakashi arrives just in time to see Naruto's body buckle underneath the weight of exhaustion. The scent of battle still clings to his form which is now much larger than Kakashi's. He thinks back, briefly, to when he was a child. Naruto was much lighter, then... But now naruto was much taller than him. He ate a little better now, took better care of his body. It was difficult not to be sentimental.
" Good job. " He's smiling, though Naruto cannot see it. He's not sure his own body can hold all of the pride growing in his chest, but he'll make sure it will take him home. His grip on his student tightens... There might be a tear in the corner of his eye, " Hold on. "