Fate- 1) force predetermining events: the force or principle believed to predetermine events.

2) outcome: a concequence or final result.

3) destiny: something with decisive or far-reaching consequences that inevitably happens to somebody or something.

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Sarutobi huffed as he took his seat and glanced over at the nin he'd dragged into the building. He'd expected the younger man to put up a fight or at least punch him like he normally did, but oddly enough he was subdued. Quiet. Eerily there, yet not as he peeked through the window blinds at the people gathered below the office and narrowed his one eye.

"I think my rep just took a major hit..."

"I have no doubt it did-" The elder said with a tired sigh. "After all seeing the feared and ruthless Sharigan no Kakashi dragged off by his ear isn't something that is seen every day."

Kakashi hummed and dropped his hand from the blinds and said in an irked tone. "I may have to kill them later."

"Or at the very least make them disappear-"

"That too... But only the one's I like."

"Sit down Kakashi, we've wasted enough time with our usual witty banter."

"Really? Cause I can waste time like this all day if you'd-"

"Sit down please." Sarutobi said in a firmer tone causing the younger man to look at him for a moment before moving to do as he said. He took the seat across the elder's cluttered desk and folded his hands in his lap and waited for the man to say something since he himself wasn't sure where to start.

He watched Sarutobi pick up a file on top of the paper stack on his desk and open it and pulled a paper out and handed it to Kakashi who took it and sat back and made himself comfortable. "This is a request from Princess Tsunade that I received a year ago. In it she expresses concern for her granddaughter's future. She felt it would be in the girl's best interest to return to the village and settle down and start a family since she's now at a marriagable age-"

Kakashi scanned the paper in his hands and found that the elder hadn't skimmed any details.

"I was initally planning to marry her to one of the Nara's since I know that they are neutral about who they forge bonds with. However I recieved another letter a week ago, again from Tsunade, the feeling I got from this one was...upsetting. If she were standing before us both I would swear that she was hysterical. Perhaps even angry." Kakashi frowned, not knowing where this was going until Sarutobi handed him a picture of someone's shoulder.

A young woman wearing a lavender top with the collar pulled aside to expose the smooth ivory skin at the back of the shoulder with an intricate woven design in the shape of a butterfly with the kanji, Hatake Kakashi in the middle of it in glowing white-blue chakra.

Kakashi blinked opened his mouth to say something, but no sound would come out.

Sarutobi could read his expression and body language though and knew that he was immidiately in denial, furious and disbelieveing even. Not that the elder could blame Kakashi any. After all, the elder wasn't sure just how much the younger man knew about his own clan and how his clansmen chose their brides.

But Sarutobi knew. After the Sakumo fiasco, how could he not?

It was a subconscious reaction to a certain element in a woman that caused her to be marked. It was extremely rare for the Hatake in question to even realize that he'd marked her until she was of marriageable age since most Hatakes wound up marking small children between the ages of six and twelve. It wasn't that they were attracked to the children sexually- there was simply something about the Hatake's that subconsciously recognised that the female was their ideal future bride or something to that effect.

There wasn't a lot of detail in the explination that Sakumo had given him all those years ago. All he'd really said for sure was that he'd just known the second he saw his mate, he'd simply known what was meant to be. He'd felt it in his heart, and in his soul.

Of course he'd been seven and his future wife had been three.

Still, that hadn't stopped the boy from terrorizing the villagers. And once Tsunami had gotten old enough to run really fast, Sakumo had recruited her into helping him terrorize the villagers until they had hit their teens. At which point Sarutobi had had to assign some Anbu to both kids and keep them apart otherwise the elder would have found himself ankle deep in silver haired little monsters.

Not that that had stopped Sakumo from stringing his Anbu up by their nuts and slinking off to see his girl any. The day that Sarutobi had found himself holding Tsunami's medical file- pregnancy test results and all- had been the day that he'd climbed out the window onto the ledge and threatened to jump. The end result being a fourteen hour standoff while some of the best negotiators in the village tried to talk him into coming back inside.

He'd refused at first. Then Sakumo had shown up and stuck his head out the window and yelled, "Jump already or stop wasting our Saturday!" Infuriating him to no end, yet finally got him back inside without a scratch.

"Is this supposed to be a joke of some sort?" Kakashi finally hissed in a furious tone as he held the picture up to where Sarutobi could see it. The elder didn't even look at it.

"No. The mark is a legitimate claim-"

"A claim? What sort of claim? Do you want to help me understand why some person I don't even know has a chakra marking with my name in it?" Oh boy, here we go. Sarutobi thought as he sighed. He wasn't looking forward to explaining things to Kakashi. God knew how he'd take it.