Magnolia

Summary: The Hatake family was the golden family—loved, young, intelligent and attractive parents with a handsome and precocious young son. But as all good things can never last, their happiness and lives were cut brutally short. This is their story.


Chapter 1: An Adventure

An infant, barely weeks old and with thick silver hair lay mewling on a wide, white bed. His round black eyes looked up curiously at the world around him while he suckled on his little fist.

"I think it's a great name," a man's voice nearby said with a laugh.

"A great name? Why can't you just name him normally?" a woman's voice asked, "What kind of mother are you?"

The infant could hear the curious new noises, and he could start to tell the difference between voices and other sounds around him. The voices varied and had a comforting familiarity. Even the span of a few weeks, he learned that with the voices came warm hands and even food. At first, the hands scared him, for they were large and menacing and it was the hands that pulled him out of his former dark, warm home into the cold and glaring world of light. Soon, he's began to learn that they were often gentle, and provided him with warmth and food.

"It has a nice ring to it," said another woman's voice. The infant recognized this voice. He had heard it the most in his short life. "Hatake Kakashi. It's unique too. And the character for the name is—"

"Oh please don't start Kisuriko," the first woman said chuckling, "And, Sakumo, how did you ever think the name?"

"Hm?" said a new male voice. This male voice little Kakashi recognized too. It was a clear, strong yet lazy voice. "Well, not sure. But I thought it would be cute."

Of course little Kakashi had no idea what was going on, but he knew these voices meant he was safe. It gave him a sense of comfort he really had not known before. Before long, the talking and laughing started to blur and lulled him to sleep.


Night had fallen, and the guests had made their leave. Kisuriko sat on the bed next to the tiny figure of her new born son, watching the rise and fall of the little stomach with awe and thoughtfulness. She was young, only 22 years old, and was still trying to grasp the incredible fact that she had given birth, that she was a mother, and that this little human being had grown and lived inside her for nearly nine months. It was such a wonder, such a novelty that she had not gotten used to it.

"It's only been three weeks," Sakumo said, staring at the little man with as much wonder in his eyes as his wife's, "We'll get used to it." Ironically, he was even more in awe than his wife.

And this was an incredible image—the clueless and almost nervous looking Sakumo and Kisuriko, watching the sleeping baby. Sakumo, who claimed fame as the brave and powerful White Fang, was known to be cool headed, intelligent and strong at heart. Kisuriko too had a reputation of being of great wit, intelligence and pride. What could better shake their strong roots than their own offspring?

Sakumo smiled at his wife, who was now down besides the infant, feeling the little cheeks. Just a few years ago, they were so sure their relationship was going to be short lived, and they grappled with the belief that they really could not be together—but look at them now, married, peaceful with a baby between them. He got up and lay down gently besides Kakashi across from Kisuriko. Their eyes met and they smiled, understanding the preciousness of the moment.

"Do you think I can be a good mother?" Kisuriko asked with a small frown, caressing Kakashi's head.

"Do you think I can be a good father?" Sakumo asked in reply. She chuckled. He put one gentle finger on Kakashi's tiny arm, "It'll be an adventure."


Note:

This is also an extension of my Kakashi one shot "Never Wake Up". I adore this silver hair man. I hope we see him more, but with Kishi in love with Sasuke, I feel Kakashi would not get the best treatment. That's why we have fanfiction I guess.

Somehow, I think this is more sentimental (and shorter) than I originally intended, but I like it. It tickles my sweet side.