Title: Mama?... Papa?... Is this right?

Characters: Kakashi Hatake

Iruka Umino

Pairings:

One-sided MizuIru

KakaIru (in later chapters)

ShikaTema

KibaHina

ChoIno

NijiTen

ItaSaku

SasuNaru

And more I just haven't decieded yet!

Hey, I'll Be Your Lie here! I've been writing this story for a while and finally got it posted!! I hope you like it! Please Read and review!

I walked up the stairs to the castle I own and lived in alone… ha, I wish!

I walked up the uneven steps to the twenty-five bedroom, five and a half bathroom, one dining room, two living room, one office, and one kitchen orphanage that was my home.

When I opened the large, old, door I was assaulted by the yelling and screaming of my sibling and parents.

I toed off my shoes in the doorway and set them in their cubby near the door with the other fifty-nine pairs of shoes.

"I'm home!" I called into the ruckus as I glanced around the front room from the doorway.

I spotted Mama Ino in front of the stairs to my right trying to split up a group of toddlers. She seemed to be attempting to be a buffer and was failing miserably! The four children were all pulling at Mama Ino's hair and clothes, making her go red in the face and start yelling at them all.

"Boys." I said sternly, placing my hands on my hips. I slung my sling bag behind my back.

The toddlers' heads all snapped in my direction to stare at me until "Iruka!" erupted from their throats simultaneously. They ran at me, abandoning their quest to tear apart Mama Ino, and tackled me to the ground.

We laughed until my backside made contact with the hard floor. I let out a groan of pain and glared at the children. The four toddlers crawled off me looking sheepish.

Who could glare at such precious faces? I thought as I looked up at the children from my spot on the floor.

I removed my backpack from underneath me and placed my hands out on the ground to support my body, getting comfortable. "So what were you guys all fighting about?" I asked them with a smile.

Wrong question.

The next thing I know all four of the children were yelling different things at me simultaneously.

"Stop!" I exclaimed looking down at the floor and covering my ears.

I removed my hands from my face and felt the whole house stop as if frozen in time, even the moms and dads had stopped…

Cool… I thought as I realized what an effect I had on the members of my family.

I looked up again at the 'deer in the head lights' looking children. I pointed to the child right in front of me.

"Why were you guys arguing?" I asked.

"Hey!" Tayuya exclaimed. "I'm a girl!"

"My apologies, Tayuya. I hadn't meant it in that sense." I informed the toddler.

Tayuya gave me a blank stare before saying, "What?"

I heard Mama Ino giggle in the back ground as I smiled at Tayuya. "I pretty much said 'I'm sorry' with a bunch of fancy words."

"Oh… Well, anyway, back to the point!" Tayuya exclaimed waving her hand at me in a very business-like manner. "Jirobo stole my candy bar!"

"Jirobo is this true?" I inquired from the chubby boy.

"Well, she should've known better than to leave it out!" Jirobo cried.

"Huh…" I sighed, used to this argument already.

"Here Tayuya." I said as I reach into my back pack and pulled out a chocolate bar from the side pocket. Hey, you never know when you'll need cheering up.

"Thank you, Iruka!" Tayuya exclaimed, jumping up and down with the candy clasped in between her small hands before running off toward the back door.

"Jirobo." I said sternly, grabbing the back of the boy's shirt when he turned around to run away. "No dessert."

"…" Jirobo looked back at me his eyes wide and tearing, his lip quivering. "No-no dessert… Why do you hate me so much?" Jirobo yelled, crying as he ran up the stairs after I released his shirt.

"Huh…" I sighed again glancing at the three remaining children. "What's up Ukon?"

"…" Ukon shrugged his shoulders and walked away from me and toward the living room on my right. Ukon was clasping his twin, Sakon's, hand tightly and dragging him behind him.

I looked at the remaining boy, Kidomaru, who shrugged much like Ukon had and went up the stairs after Jirobo.

I sighed tiredly again and glanced up at Mama Ino. She was looking at me from her seat on the stairs, her hands supporting her head.

"Hello Mama Ino." I greeted her warmly, as I stood up slowly. I proceeded to crack my back, and curse under my breath several times before I stood strait and grabbed my bag from the floor. I walked over to Mama Ino, bent down and gave her a kiss on the cheek and a hug which she returned.

"I don't know how you do it Iruka…" Mama Ino mumbled as she stood up and walked toward the living room.

"Neither do I." I called after her, laughing to myself.

I was about to walk up the steps to my bedroom when a delicious sent reached me from the kitchen. I fallowed my nose to my left and was delighted to see Mama Hinata at the stove. I walked around the small island that occupied most of the space in the kitchen to Mama Hinata.

I leaned against the island behind Mama Hinata and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Hello Mama Hinata." I greeted her, inhaling deeply.

The petite woman gave a start and dropped the wooden spoon she had been stirring with.

"Um… H-hello I-Iruka…" Mama Hinata stuttered blushing a pretty pink, as she bent down to get the spoon. "H-how was sc-school?"

Just as I was going to reply, Papa Kiba walked into the kitchen.

"Mama Hinata." Papa Kiba said a smirk growing on his face.

"Y-yes?" Mama Hinata asked, her blush growing stronger rather than disappearing as her husband leaned on the island next to me.

"I thought we couldn't interrogate the kids until supper." Papa Kiba asked with a sly smile.

"Oh! R-right Papa K-kiba… S-sorry…" Mama Hinata mumbled, her cheeks turning a rose pink.

"Don't be love…" Papa Kiba soothed, stepping forward and pulling Mama Hinata against his own body.

"…" My cheeks adopted a pink tint as I gazed at two of my 'parents'. I made sure neither one of them were watching me and sneaked out of the kitchen.

The lastthing I want to see right now is Papa Kiba and Mama Hinata having a make out session… I thought as I started up the stairs.

I had reached the fifth step when, "Oh, Iruka!" was called from behind me.

I turned around to see my eccentric mother, Mama Temari.

"Hello Mama Temari." I greeted her, walking back down the stairs.  I give her a kiss on the cheek and a hug like I do with all of my mothers.

"What's up Iruka?" Mama Temari asked.

"Oh, the usual… What about you?" I replied leaning on the railing.

"Well actually…" Mama Temari started. "I was wondering if you could help me out tomorrow."

"Sure, what do you need?" I asked, always willing to help.

"A friend of mine- from the old days- is moving in down the street and I told them I'd find someone to help them move in. I figuredI could just ask Papa Shikamaru, but that lazy ass- but," I chuckled at Mama Temari's correction. "won't help. I know you already help the new members of the house to move in so I figured you wouldn't mind." Mama Temari ended a note of desperation in her voice.

"I'll help." I told the blond. "Oh wait!" I exclaimed smacking my forehead in frustration. "When? I promised a couple friends that I'd go out tomorrow…"

"What about… three o'clock?" Mama Temari asked.

"That's fine." I replied. "We were going to go around six anyway." I told the blond with a warm smile.

"Alright, well, you just agree to a week of hard labor! ttyl." Mama Temari gave me a small wave and smile as she walked by me toward the kitchen.

I started back up the stairs when I remembered why I had snuck out of the kitchen. "Mama Temari don't go in the kitchen!"

"Oh my lord!" Mama Temari screeched. "How many times do I have to tell you to leave Hinata alone when she's cooking?"

I sat down on the step I was standing on to listen to the rest of the show.

"Oh shit…" I heard Papa Kiba curse.

"Kiba you get your ass out of this kitchen right now!" Mama Temari exclaimed.

A series of crashes followed before a pink tinted Papa Kiba ran out the door Mama Temari had gone in, holding his head and his crotch. He mumbled a weak "Hey Iruka.", before running past me up the stairs.

I chuckled and stood up. I made my way up the stairs and down the familiar route to my shared bedroom.

'Left, right, left, left, and then one, two, three, and four doors down.' I thought as I made it to my door.

I opened the plain wooden door and walked into my room.

"Oh, hey Mizuki, What's up?"

I know this is a little confusing... If you have any questions leave it in review form and ask!