House of Wolves
Kakashi Hatake was only 7. He wore a mask to cover the lower part of his face, and his hair was white and spiked to the left, and his dark eyes constantly stayed half open, as if he was bored or tired. Next to him, was his father, Sakumo Hatake. Kakashi looked a lot like his father and he was proud, because his father was known greatly, and his father was known as the White Fang of Konoha. As he walked towards the gate he looked up to his dad, "Where are we going?"
Sakumo smiled, "To meet my dear old friend, and his daughter. She's going to be staying with us."
"Is that why you asked me to clean that room?" He said.
"Correct." Sakumo chuckled, "She's about a year younger than you, so you'll have to help teach her a few things, like targets and all."
"She's going to be a ninja? Why can't she be a ninja in her village?"
Sakumo gave a slight frown, "Her village is much different from ours, Kakashi, remember that."
"Yes father." He said deciding to be quiet since they were coming up to the gate. In a distance he could see two people, on tall and one short, and coming closer he saw that the tall one was a man. He had silver chin length hair and red eyes, he had a gray shirt and blue pants on along with traditional sandals.
The man smiled, "Ah my old friend, it's been too long since our last met."
Sakumo smiled as well, giving a pat on the mans shoulder, "Too long it has, this is my son, Kakashi."
Yet Kakashi wasn't paying attention, he saw the other person, a girl a year younger than him, clung to the man's leg, she wore a long sleeved shirt that came to her knees and black pants with sandals. Her long jet black hair was in a low ponytail and her bangs covered her bright red eyes, catching him off a bit. Although her clothes were baggy, he could tell from her face and hands that she was small and fragile, making him wonder how she could even become a ninja.
Their eyes connected for a second, but in that second, Kakashi was shocked. She looked petrified to be here, like her life was at stake, and yet, they showed determination, none that he ever saw before, determination to show she could be a ninja. He looked at the man.
"Your son looks a lot like you, Sakumo." The man, Akiro said.
"Yes, just as your daughter looks like Miyori, well, all for your eyes."
Akiro chuckled, "She gets at least one thing from her father." He then looked seriously at Sakumo, "Everything's been cleared through the Hokage right?"
"Yes, as long as she lives with me, and she's watched for the next two years, just incase they come for her. Don't worry Akiro, nothing will come to harm Miyuki, I promise." Sakumo said comforting his friend.
Kakashi looked at the girl, Miyuki. Strange name, but it was pretty.. He looked at Akiro, who knelt down next to Miyuki, placing his hands on the girls small shoulders, "Now listen Miyuki, you behave for Sakumo and his son, and the village. Understand? And remember, this was your choice."
Although is was the harsh truth, there was some indication of sadness in Akiro's voice, a fathers concern for his baby girl.
Miyuki heard it and she looked down trying not to cry but only nodded, then hugged her dad before he stood up and ruffled her hair, "Behave and learn the scrolls I gave you." He said before leaving.
Sakumo held his hand out, "Miyuki was it?" she turned nodding, "I'm Sakumo, and this is my son, Kakashi, we are very happy to have you live with us."