Yet another present for my sweet little xaburame15, who asked for a KakaSuku family fic.

Oh, I forgot to say this earlier, but I'll also try and write out any scenarios you send towards my way. It might be a fun little challenge for me to try and think up the story, especially if Kathy goes on hiatus again.

Kakashi was lounging on the couch reading one of his books, relaxing and enjoying the quiet that lay over the house. One of the ninken lay underneath the table asleep, snoring softly, and Kakashi knew the others were probably around somewhere, just hopefully not on the furniture.

This peace was not a regular occurrence, no matter how often it was wished for. But Sakura was at the hospital fulfilling her duties as the Chief of Staff, Karin was out training with her team and Jiro was up in his room quietly going through the new medical books his mother had gotten him. And so the house was blessedly, beautifully, and gloriously quiet, allowing for the famous copy ninja to read his newest porn book without any interruptions.

Though as a parent he should have known better than to hope that such a miracle would continue on for very long.

The front door was thrown open and left that way by a tearful white haired girl as she ran past her surprised father and into her room, slamming the bedroom door behind her. The man blinked for a moment before looking down at Urushi, who had been torn from his pleasant nap by the sudden ruckus. The dog seemed to shrug before getting up and going over to the open front door, pushing it closed with his head.

Kakashi stayed sitting on the couch and debated with himself for a moment. While he should probably fulfill his duty as a parent and go see what was bothering his eldest child, he usually left the tears and other such emotional... things to Sakura. But Sakura wasn't at home at the moment and would kill him if he sent one of the ninken to disrupt her at work over such a thing. He could leave it be, but Karin was crying pretty loudly and Sakura would not only kill him but also restrict all forms of sex if she knew that he had left their daughter in her room to cry by herself without asking what was wrong. So the only thing he could do that would leave him alive and with the benefits of such would be to go and talk to the girl.

But she was emotional and a teenager and he wasn't all that sure if he was really choosing the best course of action as he started down the hall to her room.

Jiro, having heard the earlier commotion, had come out of his room to stare at his sister's door and listen to the uncontrolled sobs. He leaned against the doorway of his room as his father approached, flipping some of his pale pink hair out of his eyes with a twitch of his head. Kakashi stopped and looked at Jiro, sighing as he delayed the inevitable.

"You know," He said, shoving his hands into his pockets as the young boy watched him with the same half-mast eyes he had. "Your mother was really big on crying when she was little. She never seemed to stop." He looked at Karin's door cautiously. "I don't remember it being quite this... loud."

"Maybe it was like a buildup. Karin doesn't cry all that much, so when she does we get," Both men winced as the sobs and broken cries seemed to reach another level, one that seemed loud enough to shatter both of their ears. "This." He finished, resisting the urge to take his hands out of his pockets and cover his ears.

Kakashi sighed and braced himself, opening the door slowly and peeking his head in, almost afraid of what might happen if he dared to venture in.

The room was dark, the curtains pulled against the sunlight and the lamps off, the crack of light from the hall the only thing illuminating the room. But even in the darkness Kakashi could pinpoint each item in the room from the giant grinning pink elephant in the corner that Kakashi had won for her at a festival when she had been six to the lime green fuzzy lamp shade on her bedside lamp that Karin had gotten on a moment of whimsy.

But what he focused on was the fourteen year old who was lying face-down on the bed, face buried in her pillow as she tried to unsuccessfully muffle her sobs.

"Ah, hey. What's wrong?"

Karin lifted her head up to present her father her ravaged face; her pert nose red with snot running slightly out of it, her eyes swollen and puffy and the tears having left large wet streaks down her face. Her white shoulder length hair was a tangled mess that framed the frightful sight, her swollen eyes bloodshot as they glared at her father accusingly.

He had been right, she was nothing like her mother when she cried.

"Why... do... you... care?" She choked out, her breath hitching after each word.

"Because I'm your father?" He knew it should have sounded like a statement, but he couldn't help but have it come out as a question. The way his usually pretty daughter looked was... distracting.

"S-So?" She sniffled, burying her face back into her pillow. Kakashi sighed and stepped into the room, going over and sitting down on the side of the bed and laying what he hoped was a soothing hand on her back. "So I care about you and want to know what went wrong. Was it training?" He asked, hoping it could be something as simple as that. He could deal with training. The girl shook her head, never moving her face from her pillow.

"Your friends?" Another head shake.

"Did you get a mission and have something go wrong?" Another head shake.

"Did someone say something to you?" Another shake and Kakashi hesitated on the next guess, not really all that sure if he wanted to venture into such territory.

"Was it... A boy?" The girl hesitated and Kakashi nearly groaned. God, he wished Sakura was there to take over and save him from the terrible fate he could see coming.

With another sob Karin turned to her father, throwing herself at him and burying her face into his shoulder as she clutched his shirt as if it were a lifeline.

"I-I was w-walking ho-home w-when I s-s-saw my b-boyfriend." Kakashi nearly jerked back from the girl.

"You have a boyfriend?!" She nodded and sobbed again. Kakashi blinked.

Well this was... unacceptable. She was fourteen, she shouldn't be dating. She should be training and playing with her friends and be focusing on anything other than the opposite sex. After all, wasn't she just asking him to ride up on his shoulders and giggling as he made her fly like a bird with his legs? Wasn't she just holding onto his hand as if she would never let it go and calling strawberries "Stah-bewies"? What had happened to that? Where had that gone?

"I-I saw h-him and w-was ab-b-bout to go t-to h-him when I-I saw who he was w-with." Kakashi smoothed down some of her hair and tried to keep up with the desperate turn his life seemed to have taken.

"...And who was he with?" He hesitantly ventured, nearly jerking back as she wailed. "Hana Keiko!" As if this was the singular worst thing that could ever happen to her, when really Kakashi knew the worst thing was to have your daughter crying all over you as she confessed to having a boyfriend.

"And...?" Kakashi prompted, the girl jerking back from his shoulder to glare at him.

"And he was kissing her!" She cried, having no trouble getting this out without choking up or sobbing. Kakashi felt like saying that it was better than the little bastard kissing her, but he figured that wouldn't go over so well in her current emotional state. Or probably in any other emotional state of hers either.

"I see."

"A-And w-when I asked him what he w-was doing h-he said that he w-was bored w-with m-me and t-that he ha-ad nev-ver l-liked m-me. He w-was just us-s-sing m-me to s-see if he c-could get cl-loser to R-Rin!" She cried, burying her face into his shoulder once more as she began to sob again, her tears brought back at the reminder of the traumatic experience.

Kakashi rubbed circles into her back as he waited for her to stop crying, the girl eventually falling asleep with her emotions wrung out and her body weary from the tears. Kakashi laid her back on the bed gently and brought one of her blankets up to cover her, slipping stealthily out of the bedroom and into the hall to find Jiro still leaning against his doorway. Kakashi started to walk past him when the boy's voice stopped him.

"His name is Yuma Sen." The boy declared, watching as his father paused. Kakashi turned slowly and smiled at the boy, though the only proof was in the crinkling of his eye.

"Hey Jiro, how about we go hunting?"

Kakashi looked up from his book to smile at Sakura as she walked in and tossed her keys into the bowl beside the door. She smiled back at him sweetly and his stomach curled. He knew that smile, he feared that smile, and he knew that whatever had prompted it was something he wasn't going to like all that much.

"Hello Sakura." Kakashi said, deciding to close his book and set it aside so that he would be able to use both of his hands for the fight that was sure to come.

"Hello Kakashi. You know, I had an interesting patient today. A boy -about fifteen- and I believe his name was Sen. Yuma Sen." Kakashi's smile never faltered and his muscles never twitched to give away any sort of recognition or even a hint of the dread that twisted inside of him.

"Oh?"

"Oh yes. And for some reason, after hearing my name, he seemed particularly fearful of me and had said something along the lines of 'I swear that I'll keep my promise to stay away from you daughter. Please don't hurt me like the other one'" She sat down next to him and let the smile slip off, revealing the glare that she had kept hidden beneath.

"Why would he say that, Kakashi?"

"I don't know. Did you ask him?" She blew her bangs out of her eyes and sent him a look that called him a complete idiot.

"Of course I did. And after stuttering out some gibberish that I could barely understand I sedated him." She punched his leg, though it wasn't her chakra filled punch so Kakashi wasn't too worried about her being all that upset.

"What the hell, Kakashi?! Why are you beating the crap out of teenagers and sending them to the hospital?"

"Now Sakura, I didn't beat the crap out of him. Really, what do you think of me?" She sent him a bland look and he smiled again.

"That was Jiro."

Sakura hissed and raised a trembling fist to hit him again and this one looked like it was going to hurt so Kakashi braced himself to leap off of the couch, though they were interrupted.

"Daddy, you beat up Sen?" Both of them turned to see Karin, her face still ravaged by tears and now heavy with sleep, her hair in a tangled mess around her face and her pajamas wrinkled.

"Ah..." Suddenly the girl burst into tears again and dashed back into her room, slamming the door behind her for the second time that day. Sakura jumped up and went after the girl, forgetting about Kakashi all together in favor of going after her child.

Kakashi sighed and sagged into the couch, wondering how on earth he was supposed to go through all of this and come out sane. He was forty-nine years old and he'd rather be facing off against an army of vicious enemy nin than dealing with all of this teenage angst. It just made him feel old.

He leaned his head back on the back of the couch and closed his eyes, listening as the sobs gained in volume and then gradually faded, leaving the house in an oddly unsettling silence. Kakashi thought back to how wonderfully the day had started, how calm and peaceful and beautiful it had been. And then there was this.

He listened as Sakura stepped out of Karin's room, closing the door behind her as she walked back over to him. He didn't bother opening his eye or moving from his sprawled position, too tired at the moment to care or worry about Sakura, especially since she was no longer emitting a killing aura.

The pink haired woman rubbed her face and pulled the pins out of her hair to let her bun fall loose, tired of the damned things digging into her head. She flopped onto the couch beside her husband and kicked off her shoes, watching as they flew across the room and hit the wall with a satisfactory thud. She sighed and closed her eyes, leaning her head back on the back of the couch like Kakashi.

God, life was tiring.

"That bastard." She sighed, wondering if she could just stay like this for a bit longer, or at least until the end of forever. Kakashi grunted in reply and her lips twitched. "If I would have known all of that I might have slipped something in his IV to make his like a little more difficult."

"No you wouldn't have." Kakashi said, neither of them moving from their relaxed positions, keeping their eyes closed as they talked. Sakura sighed again.

"No, I wouldn't have. But I would have wanted to." She turned her head towards him and cracked open her eyes, smiling slightly at him. "That was a very fatherly thing you did. It was sweet." Kakashi turned his head so they were facing each other, opening his eye to look at her.

"Jiro helped. After all, it would be pretty bad if I went around beating up teenagers, even if they hurt my daughter." Sakura smirked.

"So you let your seven year old do it?"

"Yep, and he kicked his ass. The guy was pathetic." He pulled a face as if tasting something sour, and Sakura had to hold back the urge to laugh.

"When did she start getting boyfriends anyways? When did we have that discussion?" Sakura did laugh at this, moving over to straddle Kakashi's lap and lean her forehead against his.

"Aw~ Poor you~" She cooed, Ignoring his glare. "Your baby is all grown up."

"No. She's not. I can still ground her."

"For what? Crushing on some boy and going around holding hands with him for a week and then getting her heart cracked?" She sniggered. "Really Kakashi, try and act like an adult about this." He narrowed his gaze at the woman, trying to figure out if she was worth it or not.

"You know, I think you're the one who needs to be grounded."

Sakura grinned at him impishly and peeled his mask down to below his chin. "Aw, now that isn't any fun." She teased, and Kakashi had to answer her grin. Even if she was an annoyance at times, he loved the woman. "Maybe a spanking." He offered as their lips met in a warm and familiar kiss.

"Gross." Jiro declared, walking past the two and into the kitchen to get a glass of juice, not bothered in the slightest at the prospect that he had ruined a warm and loving moment between his parents. The couple broke apart and Sakura, after giving him one last quick peck on his lips, slipped off his lap to go into the kitchen and make sure Jiro didn't spill anything without cleaning it up.

Kakashi turned his head at the creak of a door and watched as Karin stepped into the hallway, hesitating as she was about to step out into the living room. She seemed undecided as she stood there, slightly hunched over, twisting her hands together before she seemed to find her resolve, throwing her shoulders back and lifting her head proudly as her mint green eyes focused on the task before her.

She strode over to Kakashi and stood in front of him for a moment, leaving him to wonder if she was going to attack him, though she gave off no such aura. "You beat up Sen?"

"Jiro helped." Kakashi offered, feeling nothing but pity for his son as he offered him as a sacrifice to the wolves.

"Why?"

Kakashi shrugged and didn't meet the girl's eyes, looking over at the wall instead of at her. "He made you cry." He was expecting her to tearfully tell him that it was her life and that it wasn't his place to interfere or something like that but instead she sat down and curled up into his lap and wrapped her arms around him like she used to do when she was little, pressing a kiss to his still bare cheek.

"Thank you Daddy." She whispered, putting her head on his shoulder. Kakashi sighed and wrapped his arms around the girl, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he figured that he'd let the moment go on for just a bit longer. But after that they'd have to talk about this whole her having a boyfriend thing.

This is something I've had cooked up for a while now, but I didn't write it out until xaburame15 asked for it. then I started typing and it just flowed out of me (I love when that happens!)

Oh, in honor of one of my favorite fan fics Into the Future by ichilover3 I'm pairing up Shino with Hana. (Kiba's sister). (Go read this when you get some time, it's under my favorites on my profile. It's hilarious and had me laughing so hard, and we even support the same pairings!)

But I have no one for Kiba :( So if any one has a OC or something, tell me! I can't seem to think up anyone for him, and I don't want him to be alone.

I love you all! So much so, that I'd write and sing you a song about it!

But I won't, because I don't want to scare you all of. My personality alone is a lot to take. I mean, I must sound psychotic to all of you when you read these things. But I promise I'm not.

APPLESAUCE!