Amane's eyes refused to meet her father's cold grey ones as she stood before him. The back of the room had two large windows, almost from ceiling to floor. On the sides of the windows were large, towering bookcases, filled to the maximum with books. The curtains were pushed to the side, but there was little light filtering through the outside fog. Her father's desk was large and curved around his large chair. He sat in his chair bent over his desk, his posture resembled Tsunade's.
Amane's honey irises glanced back at Kakashi and his group of Genin behind her. Her eyes slid back to the ground when she heard the chair legs rub against the carpet. Her father had situated himself and now, she could feel his gaze burning through her.
"I expected you to go anywhere, but to the Leaf. But yet, you disappoint me, and go to my enemies? What exactly were you thinking my child, especially since you bring him with you.."
Amane shuddered at her father's terse voice on him, she knew who him was. Kakashi. Her father for some, unknown reason, had never liked Kakashi, maybe it was because he came from the village that killed his most valuable ninja years ago.
"Papa," Amane whispered, her voice that of a child, "I--"
"Not a word!" her father screamed. Amane's eyes gazed upon the enraged man, her golden eyes quivering. "You deliberately disobeyed me! You went to a village that was a five days journey away, instead of going to one that was closer!" he smashed his fist on to his desk.
"Papa!" Amane cried, "You've have ruined all relations with the other villages. They wouldn't help us if I asked. They would have killed me on the spot if they knew I was from Cloud! Leaf was the only village I had relations with still that I knew would help us. Don't patronize me! I know that I went against your 'beliefs', but they came. They came to help us. Papa, listen to me, they are good people. A simple accusation shouldn't determine the rest of the future..."
Her father's eyes would kill someone, if looks could kill. He finally sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. He released a groan of frustration and sighed, "Fine Amane, do as you wish, but if they do one thing, one thing wrong. They will be exiled from the village and you will be punished as well."
Amane nodded, "Yes, sir."
"I expect you and them to be attending the festival tomorrow night. You, Amane, have no choice in the matter considering you're my daughter. They will show up, so that they are within my eyesight. Now, you are dismissed."
"Yes, sir," the five replied, bowing their heads and leaving the room for the afternoon.
Kakashi and his students followed behind Amane as she showed them to their rooms on the second floor. Night had settled so once they were each showed to their rooms, they went to bed. Amane looked up at Kakashi, the only one by her side at the moment.
"Here, your room," Amane said as she opened the door and presented the guest room. The room was on the small side. A single bed pushed against the wall on the left side and a night stand with a lamp next to it. Across the five foot space of carpet to the right wall was the chest of drawers. "Sorry, it's not our good guest rooms. Father won't let me give them to you."
Kakashi walked into the room, just passed the door frame and chuckled, "Don't worry, it's heaven just thinking we'll be sleeping on a bed and not on the ground tonight."
Amane smiled sweetly at him. She dropped her head, "I'm sorry, my father, he's not normally like this but..."
Amane felt her words get caught in her throat as strong, masculine arms wrapped around her back and she was pulled into Kakashi's green vest. A sharp gasp left her lips as her chin just rested on his shoulder. His embrace tightened on her as his chin rested down on her shoulder.
"Kakashi...?" Amane whispered.
The moment lasted just that, a moment. Kakashi quickly recoiled and shook his head, "I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. Good night, Amane-chan," he said as he closed the door.
Amane stood there, befuddled, would be a good word. She went to her bedroom and closed the door behind her. Sitting down on her luxurious, queen sized bed and thinking. For the first time, in years, Kakashi said something that had caused her knees to go weak.
"Amane-chan..." the word graced her lips with a small smile. She laid her head on her fluffy pillow. She closed her eyes, the smile still on her lips.
"Yuri-sama, everything is in order."
"Of course, I trust you with everything. Now let's see how my dearest sister breaks tomorrow night."
