My first attempt at a fan fiction so bare with me :P Hope you enjoy :)

Also some of the characters are really OOC, so don't hate me you've been warned ^^

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Characters.

PROLOGUE

Kakashi's POV

Thanks to a fatal plane crash in the Andes, Hatake Kakashi had began raising his sister's children for the past two years, and as a result, even his chest hair had turned prematurely gray. Ages fourteen, twelve, and ten, the girls were independent little scrappers and didn't hesitate to tell him exactly what they thought. Which was why Temari, the oldest, stood before him, hands on her hips, her breasts pushing against the cotton of her too-tight shirt. When the hell had she developed boobs? he wondered and ran a hand through his silky hair.

At the moment though, his niece's face concerned him more than her chest. Black eyeliner was smudged around her bright blue eyes and though normally he didn't mind letting the girls make their own mistakes, her raccoon-like appearance was too humiliating to allow, so he'd decided to step in.

Keeping Anko's words in mind, he opted to tread gently with the girl. "Dang it, Temari, you look like Jim McMahon getting ready to throw a pass."

Her blue eyes filled tears and she ran from the room. He raised his gaze toward the ceiling. "What the hell did I do wrong now?"

"Way to go, Kaka-baka." He glanced over to see the youngest, Sakura, standing in the doorway glaring at him.

"It's Kakashi," he muttered, though they both knew that the nickname she'd started to use the day she'd come to live with him gave them a special bond.

"You insulted Temari," said Hinata, the middle one, joining them.

Figures they'd gang up on him.

"You think so?"

He turned toward them for the first time and his gaze immediately zeroed I on ten-year-old Sakura. Or rather his gaze zeroed in on her tits.

"What the hell are those?" he asked, pointing to the overly round, out of proportion, different size melons poking from beneath her shirt.

"Like 'em?" She squared her shoulders.

Kakashi winced.

Anko, his assistant at the agency and one-time lover, strode into the room. She showed up on weekends to do the girl's laundry along with her own. Although having her around aroused him and forced him to remember their short lived affair, Kakashi was grateful for her help and couldn't imagine life without her. Not that he'd ever admit as much. The woman and his feelings for her scared him worse than raising the girls.

"Who's been stealing things from the laundry basket?" Anko asked.

Hinata snickered. "Ask Saku."

"Sakura?| Anko strode over and glanced down at Sakura's protruding chest. "Do you have my bra?"

Kakashi groaned.

"Nope. No bra." Sakura chewed on her lower lip, a sure sign the kid was lying.

"Yes you do have it! You see?" Hinata reached a hand down the front of her sister's shirt, pulling out the padding. Then she glanced down at her hand and frowned. "Hey, those are my socks you stuffed your boobies with!"

"Are not!" Sakura said, crossing her arms over her now flat chest.

"Are too!" Hinata retorted.

Kakashi felt a headache coming on.

"Well you gave them to me," Sakura shouted, tears filling her eyes.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"You know the rules. Once you give, you can't take back!" Sakura cried and darted out of the room, following Temari's earlier lead.

Hinata took off after her.

Kakashi met Anko's amused gaze and desire flared between them. A strong yearning flickered in her deepset eyes, an echo of the spark he'd spent the past two years working hard to suppress. Though they'd once had a hot affair going between them, the girl's arrival had put everything on hold. Now, knowing he was a father for life scared the pants off him. No way would he add a wife, as well.

"Sakura's something else," he said and gestured to the doorway his nieces had stormed through.

"All three girls are something else. They need guidance."

What she meant was a woman's guidance. But Kakashi had no problem deliberately misinterpreting her words if it helped him put distance between them. "I think you got a point. Sakura does need guidance. So maybe you'd better go give the young one a few pointers on being one of the guys. You'd probably be good at that." He let that sink in.

"She's obviously trying way hard to be a woman."

She scowled at him and stormed out of the room, probably ticked off that he'd insulted her femininity. He let out a groan. Well, she'd stear clear of him for a while, which was exactly what he wanted.

And with those words, Kakashi sealed both Sakura's upbringing and his own fate for the next sixteen years.

This doesn't do the story that much justice, so I hope you read on to the next chapter and enjoy it :)

Love you all 3

- Stefy254