Prologue
A silver haired man made his way to the Hokages chamber, wondering what the old man could possibly have in store for him. It was rare for ninja to be called into the chamber of the Hokage, only for very important things were they called there. The ninja was walking slowly without realizing it, his heart beating fast and nervously.
In the old man's bedroom, there were three kids. Two of them were anxiously waiting for the person who would be fostering them. The third was far too young to realize that his father gave him away to another village after the council decided he was dangerous. This "weapon" was a two year old boy, who dodged being murdered countless times. His auburn hair was messy, and he wore pale blue robes and brown sandals. He had dark rings around his eyes, as the villagers from his village never allowed him to sleep.
His sister was a blonde who had her hair pulled back into four different pony tails. She was about eight years old and glared at anyone who entered the room. Her job was to protect her younger brothers, and she was doing the best she could. What if this new "daddy" was someone else who tried to harm her youngest brother? She learned young to never trust anybody who entered their lives, and she would gladly give up her own life to rescue her brothers.
The middle child was a young boy who was five. He had chestnut hair that was also messy and was wearing a small black hat that had little cat ears. He was watching curiously at the new people surrounding them, and when they left he went back to playing with his puppets, letting the young redhead join him. He was semi aware of the situation, and was also protective of the youngest child.
The silver haired man made his way to the door and opened it. When he looked inside he found himself staring into the eyes of the blond little girl, who was staring daggers at him. He looked over at his Hokage, a confused look on his face.
"Ah, Kakashi Hatake. Finally you have arrived. I have a very important favor to ask you, and you may decline my wishes if you please", The old Hokage said to the Silver haired man, Kakashi.
"Yes sir", Kakashi was a man of few words.
"These children were left by their village, more importantly their father, the Kazekage. We owed the sand village a favor, so I offered to take them into our village and raise them as our own. The only problem is that I can't raise them myself, and the other ninja refused to raise them. You're a trustworthy man so I figured you would be up for it".
Kakashi took a deep breath and looked at the children. The more he looked at the blond he noticed how truly neglected they were. The boys hair looked as though it was barely brushed, the blond must have done hers herself. Their clothes looked ratty and they were thin. Too thin. The redhead was hidden behind his sister.
"Kakashi, you may talk with the children before you make a decision. I know its sudden and I don't want you feel as though you HAVE to take them in." With that being said, the Hokage stepped out of the room, leaving Kakashi with children who surely didn't like him.