First of all, I'm not an english native, so grammar mistakes are most probable but I will do may best. Second, I wanted to start a fanfiction about Kakashi because Naruto will end very soon. :(

I have worked in a Naruto fiction for a while now, but I will have to change some things.

I hope the people who will read this story, likes it.

Thought/Flashback/Dream

Prologue

Riko ran her hand over her bulging stomach as she winced in pain. She grabbed the edge of the wall for support and braced herself as the pain slowly subsided. She started breathing easily again and her eyes swept across the hallway

She had no doubt that she was starting the early stages of labor, but she actually felt no alarm, no desperate need to speed away recklessly to the hospital.

Now that the contraction had passed, Riko returned to the washing of the dishes. It didn't take her long to finish with the dirty dishes from the earlier meals of the day and, once complete, she turned her attention to the kitchen and adjoining dining room, looking for the next chore. The shock of her husband blasting through the kitchen door, slamming it all the way open to hit the wall behind it, made her laugh. His face was red and he looked anxious.

"Are you alright, honey?"

"I'm alrigh..." she winced in pain and as a shinobi, he approached her quickly offering support.

"Tatsuya! Uchiha Tatsuya!" A young nursed bursted into the waiting room were the man waited. The entire waiting was made with his agitated pacing. The man snapped his attention to the woman, his eyes searching of any kind of news in her face. A small grin appeared in her face despite her frenzied look.

"Tell me what happen..." He approached the nurse.

While he had waited, he had tried to calm himself, without success. It was strange how he could face death, kill another human being without blinking, but when it came to handle the birth of his own child he was filled with fear.

The nurse smile softly when she saw the despair in his black eyes.

"You have a daughter"

His eyes widen, his heart began beating even faster than before. It took a moment for his mind to process what she had said, a large grin started to creep into his face.

He had a daughter, he had someone to teach everything he knew. A Uchiha that would carry his name.

"Take me to them," he said hoarsely, swiftly after the beaming nurse. As they traveled through the corridor, Tatsuya began feeling anxious, what would she look like? She would definetly have black hair and black eyes, a traid of an Uchiha, but would she look like?

All that consumed his mind were the two people waiting for him. He smile softly when he entered the room, Riko had been so nervous coming into the hospital.

She smile when saw him.

"Congratulations Tatsuya, you have a beautiful girl."

He looked at her and she chuckled before walking to Riko's side and she then handed the squirming budge in her wife's arms.

Riko cradled her new born in her arms and tears of joy came running down her face. Tatsuya looked down at his little girl and smile.

"Tatsuya…" His wife's soft voice reached his ears and he looked at her pale face.

"Tsunade-san, is she alright?" he asked concernedly.

"Everything went well, you have a healthy daughter." she smiled.

"I'm tired that's all Tatsu... Just tired" Riko smile to him "Everything went well, thank's to Tsunade-san."

Tsunade waved.

"No, you have a strong woman here, Tatsuya" she said patting Riko's shoulder gently. The female Sannin glanced to Tatsuya

"I Know"

"If you need anything, I'll be in my office. Time to leave you three alone."

When the door closed behind Tsunade, Riko carefully placed a tiny bundle into his strong arms.

"Here's your daughter"

Riko laid in the hospital bed, looking down at the newborn baby in his arms.

She still thought she was dreaming. She couldn't believe that she brought something so perfect into the world. As he wrapped the little white blanket tighter around their daughter, Tatsuya chuckled.

"She's perfect, honey" Tatsuya looked at his wife and carefully but placed the baby in her arms, he stared at the little life she held in her arms. She was beautiful. "What shall we call her?" he asked, Riko smile.

"I like Mio, what do you think?"

"Mio..." he whispered to her daughter.

Mio opened her dark eyes, yawned a little yawn, and snuggled up to her mother then she was sleeping peacefully, the tiny tufts of the signature of Uchiha black hair growing on her head. He smile again.