"Do you understand Kakashi, you will marry this person in the future" as the apathetic figure of a ten year old got closer to the bundle wrapped in blankets –being carried in the arms of the baby's mother, a beautiful long red hair woman –he saw the most beautiful sparkling blue eyes he had ever seen. Eyes similar to its father and yet different by the shade of blue each possessed. Soft beautiful blonde hair covered the top of his head and as he examined the baby closer he noticed the markings which appeared like whiskers on the baby's soft looking cheeks.
They had been sitting on the floor in one of the rooms of the traditional Hatake states where guest were usually received. Seeing that it was a beautiful day outside his father had let the paper mat door which overlooked the gardens and the pond, open to let natural air and sunlight in. Hearing giggling coming out the baby's small mouth as the breeze gently swept by and ruffled the baby's hair; Kakashi couldn't help but think how cute the bundle of sunshine was. Letting a small smile grace his covered lips he continued to watch the small bundle a bit more.
Turning back to the adults present Kakashi watched his mother ask if she could carry the baby. As Kakashi's mother –a beautiful woman, whom he got most of his features from, didn't appear her age –was given the baby to carry for a moment, Kakashi spoke for the first time since given the news, "and why is that?" His appearance and tone of voice reflecting the impassiveness and dissatisfaction he felt concerning the whole matter.
Sure the baby was cute and all like any other baby he encountered but how would it be once it grew. Nothing assured him that they would even get along, not to mention he didn't particularly like the thought of his life and actions being decided by someone else. Although he did not know the full extent of what being married meant he wasn't a child prodigy by name only; he knew what it signify and a little what it meant from watching his parents.
Hearing his father begin to speak he turn his attention towards him. "Well Minato and I have known each other for a long time and have been friends for that long that we think it would do you both good. And of course we want our children to be a part of each other's family not just as friends and acquaintances but as something more concrete, as married partners." He smiled patiently at his expressionless son. "Not only that, we plan to merge our companies together and you and your spouse will take over when you both are ready." Looking over the faces of the adults they nodded by the end of the explanation all wearing smiles on their faces.
Feeling a hand descend on top of his head and start ruffling his untamable silver hair which looked so much like his father he heard a cheerful but warm voice he recognized instantly; "that's right, it is just as your father said, Kakashi-kun" Knowing who it was he began to lift his gaze coming upon the light blue eyes of the man he greatly respected beside his father. Many would consider him handsome with features that complemented his blonde hair and baby blue eyes, which reflected confidence and kindness. Beside him, his wife –with stunning red hair and just as stunning beautiful features –gave the youth a peace sign, on her face a smile that just exuded warmth, love and acceptance.
He liked the pair, really he did; they always treated him and his parents as family. And normally Kakashi wouldn't question his parents' sanity or the couples' in front of him for that matter but now little Kakashi was starting to.
Who in their right minds would pair their sons together? Who? What era were they living in? "I refuse." Getting up from his sitting position on the floor Kakashi exited the room without another word; not looking back even once.