Sorry about the delay in updating, I don't like to work on my storys over the weekend. But to make up for it I made this chapter extra long and with a smidgin of cute chibi Kakashi goodness at the end.
Only two more chapters until I take a break, but don't worry it's not the end just a little vacation so I can work on 'And Then They Were Rivals' I'll try to get those two chapters up this week so I can work on that story next week but no promises.
Anyway I worked my butt off tonight on this chapter so I could get it up so I apologize for any spelling and grammer errors, my eyes are sore. So I'm going to bed, hope you enjoy and happy reading!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Kisho walked Takai, Tora, and Ronin to the Academy, just like he did every morning, just like he did with every one of his older children when they were in the Academy, and just like he'll do when Kichi and Kakashi were ready to attend the Academy. Thankfully he had no more children after the twins and if Yutsuko got pregnant one more time he was just going to roll over and die! Now it's not that he doesn't love his children, because he does, and he's a very devoted father, but honostly who has ten children on purpose?It wasn't that long of walk to the Academy so thankfully he didn't have to listen to their complaints about how totally un-cool and embarassing it was to be walked to school by their father. When he countered that with. "It's for your own safety." They would counter with. "What could more safe than living in a village full of ninja?" Kisho decided it was best not to answer that until they were older, instead saying. "Just be thankful I don't hold your hands anymore."
"I like it when you walk me to school daddy." Ronin said smiling up at their father.
"Well at least someone appreciates me." Kisho threw a hand over his face for dramatic effect.
"That's only because he doesn't understand want an embarassment you are." Takai groaned. "And put your hand down, we're almost there!"
So after the morning ritual of fending off being shoved into a bush just out of sight of the Academy, and dragging the two mortified children to the door and tossing them in, he continued on his way to work.
Taking his normal route of cutting through the park he was able to enjoy the beauty of Konoha before he entered the drab offices he worked in.
Entering the Office of Interrogation, he greeted the secretary at the front desk, and proceeded deeper into the maze-like building. He of course knew the corridors like the back of his hand. He entered his paper filled office and plopped down in his chair with a heavy sigh, how he hated doing paperwork.
After only an hour or so of the tedious work, there was a knock at his door. "Enter."
The door opened revealing a young man carrying six boxes. "Your order sir." The man set the boxes down and handed Kisho a clipboard. "Sign here."
Kisho signed the paper and handed back the clipboard. The young man left and just as he was about to open the first box his office door slammed open. "Hatake-San!" A Man about Kisho's age, dressed in the same grey uniform as him, walked in. "You forgot didn't you?" He asked.
"Of course I didn't forget, Morino-San, I've mearly been delaying it." Kisho shoved the boxes under his desk. "But I suppose since you're here I can no longer do that, hmm?"
Both men left the office. They desended a long staircase that lead to a heavy oak door. The two guards at the door saluted and pulled the doors open.
They entered into a large room, on all the walls there were various rusted torture devices, along with rusted metal shackels, all of which were only used for intimidation. In the center of the room was a stone table, which in Kisho's opinion looked more like an altar for a sacrifice to some bloodthirsty god. Next to the table were two rollaway carts, which had the real torture devices displayed upon them.
Strapped to the table was a man who appeared to be in his late twenty's to early thirty's, all he wore was a pair of grey slacks. He was skinny, pale, and would look dead if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest.
Kisho dissmissed the guards that were in the room while Morino Aldak took a seat by the far wall. He pulled a stool up next the prisoner and sat down. He rested his head in his hand and, using his free hand, he poked the man in the shoulder, and he continued poking the man until he turned his head to acknowledge Kisho. "My patience is wearing thin Tanou." He said in a slow voice as if this were the most boring task in the world, more boring than paperwork. The man just stared at him. "Tell me who hired you to spy on the leaf and what village you're from, hmm?" The man continued to stare. "Alright have it your way."
Kisho stood and knocked the stool out of his way. He turned to one of the rollaway carts and picked up a dozen Senbon Needles, he moved to Tanou's feet. "This is going to hurt, bad. Each senbon I put in you will fell like a red-hot poker. Though there is a plus side, if you tell me what I want to know all I'll have to do is pull it out and the pain will be almost instintaniously gone, hmm?" He slipped a senbon into the joint of one of the man's toes. "I'll be starting with the joints." He paused a minute to give the man an apportunety to speak if he wished. He continued, pausing after he placed each senbon. After he put the last two senbon into each of the man's ankles he returned to the cart to retreive more.
Across the room, Morino Aldak sat, silently watching his superior work. Hatake Kisho had an interresting way of interrogating people, he was always cheerful, polite, never raised his voice, he even offered sympathy to the prisoners. He made jokes that sometimes even the prisoners would laugh at. Every person he interrogated would always end up spilling everything one way or another. This Tanou would be no exception.
Kisho had finished placing senbon through each joint, though he neglected the man's hands. As shinobi he had made it a rule to never ruin another shinobi's hands, a semi twisted version of 'Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.' He gave the man a small sip of water and moved on to placing senbon into his chest, taking care not to knick any vital organs.
Just as he was about to start putting senbom through the man's neck he heard him wisper something. "What was that, you'll have to speak up I'm not as young as I used to be." Kisho said cheerfully.
"I said 'You win.' Take them out and I'll tell you what you want to know." Tanou's voice was raspy and strained, it was taking all his effort to speak loud enough so Kisho could hear.
"Very well." Kisho worked backwards, taking senbon out of the man, and placing them on the cart from which they came.
Across the room Aldak gave a little 'Hmph.' Kisho looked over at him and grinned. "We'll start with the basics. Your full name, rank and origin, hmm?"
"My name is Kiyoshi Tanou, I'm a merc trained as a shinobi, and I was born in a little village in the southern lightining country." He rasped.
"Okay, how about who hired you, hmm?" Kisho started to clean the senbon.
"It was the Raikage of the Hidden Cloud Village, and before you ask, no I don't know why, just that I was supposed to report back everything last night." Tanou coughed.
Aldak got up and walked over to the table. "Who was your contact, surely you don't report directly to the Raikage?" He asked gruffly.
Tanou coughed some more. "Don't know, he was supposed to contact me yesterday morning." He shifted a bit. "Obviously that didn't happen since I've been here for, whats it been? Three days? Four?"
"Three and half." Kisho supplied cheerfully. "Now how long have you been in Konoha, hmm?"
"Before you caught me? Only a week. Alas the pleasure of the flesh called." He said weakly.
"Yes, it probley wasn't the best idea to grab Tsunade's ass, hmm? She can be a bit cruel to perverts." Kisho pulled a piece of cloth over the cart. "Now, Morino-San and I are leaving, there will be some other shinobi coming in to ask you more in depth questions, do answer them. You don't want Morino-San and I coming back in here."
After leaving the room, Kisho turned to Aldak. "Report this to Lord Hokage, I'm going to get some fresh air." Aldak left in a poof of smoke and Kisho proceeded out of the maze of a building and into the fresh, Konoha, air.
He looked around and noticed Jiro walking up the street. "Yo Jiro!" He yelled as he walked to greet his second eldest son. Jiro didn't look up. Kisho stopped right in his path and let the young teen bounce off him and land on the ground.
"Hey watch were you're going, jerk!" Jiro yelled, still looking at his feet.
Kisho smirked. "You walked into me Jiro, I was standing still." He offered his son his hand.
"Dad! Sorry." Jiro took his hand. "What are you doing here?"
Kisho was laughing inside. "I work here." He waved towards the building he was just in.
Jiro looked around and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Oh um, didn't notice were I was going."
"I gathered that." Kisho turned to walk back to the building. "Come on, don't just stand there all day." He waved to Jiro.
He led his son through the Office of Interrogation to his office, unlocked the door and let them both in.
Jiro looked around the clutered office. "It's been awhile since I was last in your office dad, have you even done any paperwork since then?" He saw Jiro smirk at him. "Mom would have a fit if she saw this."
"Well I don't plan on telling her and neither will you if you know what's good for you boy." Kisho ruffled Jiro's hair and sat down at his desk.
He reached under the desk and started pulling out the six packages that he had received that morning.
"What are these for?" Jiro asked.
"These are Kakashi and Kichi's birthday presents, it's tomarrow. Please tell me you didn't forget." Kisho opened the boxes to make sure the contents were undamaged.
"I didn't forget, their presents are at one of my buddies' houses. I got Kichi a set of porcelain dolls and Kakashi a Katana I saw him eyeing. He likes the craftmenship of the Katanas made in the western Fire Country." Jiro moved over to the boxes. "What'd you and mom get them?"
"We got both of them, two new out fits, Kakashi, a new set of paints, and Kichi, a stuffed teddy bear." He put the boxes next to the door as someone knocked.
It was a young man in his twentys. "Hatake-San, I have message for you." He handed Kisho a slip of paper, turned on heel, and left.
The paper read: Hatake-San, please come see me at once. Nejiri Arashi, 4th Hokage. Kisho put the paper into a pocket "Well I have to go see the Hokage, I suppose you can come along too, if you must." Kisho sighed overdramaticaly and ruffled Jiro's hair.
Once they arrived outside the Hokage's office door he told Jiro to wait there and Kisho went in, closing the door behind him.
"Ah, you came quicker than I thought you would." The Hokage was at his desk glaring at his evil paperwork.
"I assume you asked me here to discuss what the prisoner has told us, hmm?" Kisho asked.
"That and other things." The Hokage looked up to give Kisho his full attention. "What you're about to hear doesn't leave this room." He paused to see Kisho nod. "Based on the information you've provided us and other sources, we believe that the Cloud may be mounting an attack in the forseeable future. Myself and one of the villages head strategists, Ashi Mariko, have decided to send a four-man team to the cloud, for a year, to gather information. I want your son, Amida, to go. "He saw that Kisho was about to object. "And before you get all protective parent on me and say no, hear me out first."
Kisho nodded for him to continue.
The 4th took a deep breath to collect himself. "Amida is very skilled in stealth and frankly the only ones up to par. with him in that area are either out of the village or are needed here for the dinner that we're hosting for the Cloud. We need him."
Kisho sighed. "Alright, but only if he wants to. Explain the pros and cons. No pressuring him into it. I don't care if you are the Hokage, I was fighting enemy shinobi while you were still in diapers, and I'll kick your ass!" Kisho put up his most intimidating glare.
The Hokage cringed inwardly at the glare, but was perfactly calm on the outside. "Fare enough. I'll explain the situation with him when he arrives, he's being sent here for skipping out on his Jounin orientation." The 4th grinned.
"Alright is that all?" Kisho turned towards the door.
"Yes... No wait!" Kisho turned back. "Almost forgot, I've set up a time for little Kakashi's intellegence exam." He smiled and handed Kisho a slip of paper. "That's the time and place, the examiners don't like to wait so try not to be late. Oh and Hatakae-San, remember, doesn't leave this room. Now that's all." The Hokage looked down at the much-neglected paperwork and frowned.
Kisho exited the office and rejoined Jiro outside. "So is it to much to ask that you tell me what he wanted?" Jiro asked with a hopeful look.
"Yup, sorry. Come on lets go home." Kiso said as they started to exit the Hokage's tower. Outside they saw Amida being escorted in. Probley the last time I'll see him in long while and he's being escorted like a criminal. Wish he'd just follow all his orders sometimes. Kisho glared at him. Jiro laughed.
"Uh hey dad, Jiro. I might be just a little bit late for dinner." Amida was shoved into the tower.
"Gee, wonder what he did?" Jiro asked.
"I'm sure what ever it is it'll be dealt with." Kisho said calmly looking at the now closed doors. Inside he was extremly worried about his eldest boy. Not to mention the fact that he had no idea what he'd tell Yustuko. "Well I have to pick Takai, Tora, and Ronin up from the Academy, care to join me?" He took one look at Jiro's disgusted face and knew his answer and laughed. "Thought so, you know you used to go that very same Academy, hmm?"
"Well I didn't like it the and I don't like it now, plus I hate little kids, so I think I'll pass. Thanks" Jiro said turning in the opposite direction of the Academy.
"Don't be late for dinner." Kisho warned.
"I won't be." Jiro called back over his shoulder.
Kisho again took a leisurely walk through the park to return to the academy where he waited for his children with all the gossiping mothers. God who he hated picking them up from school. Thankfully though he had his handy-dandy mother repelant, Icha Icha Paradise. He pulled his book out and read in peace until the bell rang a few minutes later.
One by one his three kids came out. First Ronin, then Takai, and finally Tora. "Did you three have fun in class today?" He asked as he put his book back into his pocket. There was a chorus of groans. Kisho chuckled. "Well that's good."
They walked home with Ronin, who had quickly forgotten he didn't like school, talking about everthing he and his friends did that day.
Once they arrived home all three kids went directly to the kitchen to receive their snack. Once they got it they went upstairs to do their homework.
Kisho walked into the kitchen. Leiko was sitting at the table, her friend Yukio was helping Yustuko put away the last of the groceries. "Amida and Jiro might be a little late and I think Rini and Raidon are on their way." He kissed Yustuko.
"Good, dinner will be ready in about two and a half hours." She said.
Kisho kissed Leiko on the forehead and sat down at the table. "I've found out when Kakashi's intelligence exam will be." Both Yustuko and Yukio sat down at the table. "Tomarrow, 9am, room 301 at the Academy." He handed Yustuko the slip of paper with the information and stood. "The twins are upstairs, hmm?"
"Yes." Leiko said as she scooted closer to her mother so she could read the paper.
Kisho went upstairs to the room Kakashi and Kichi shared. Upon entering Kichi jumped into his arms. "Hey peanut, have good day?" he asked the giggling girl.
"Yes." Kichi giggled.
"How 'bout you Kakashi?" He turned to the little boy who was flopped out on the bed.
"I can't think of anything to paint." He pouted.
Kisho smiled. "Why don't you paint Kichi, you havn't painted her yet have you, hmm?"
"Yeah 'Kashi, paint me!" Kichi pleaded.
"Who'd wanna paint that ugly thing?" Kakashi smirked.
"Hey!" Kichi tried to jump out of her fathers arms andhit Kakashi.
"Alrigh, alright, alright, calm down Kichi, Kakashi paint your sister please." Kisho said setting Kichi on the ground.
"Okay fine, Kichi go sit in fwont of the window." The little artist demanded.
"And it better look like her." Kisho warned as he left to go back downstairs.
A/N
And that's all folks. (At least for this chapter.)
Does anybody actually even read these end notes or can I just put something totally random like. Hamster's go pop in the microwave. And nobody will notice or care?
Anyway I drew a pic for 'And Then They Were Rivals' where Kakashi and Gai are jumping on the bed, it's in my DevArt gallerey if anybody wants to see it, the link is in my profile.
Next up Takai, Tora and Ronin, all in one chapter!
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