Kakashi must have seen me coming. Sakumo thought with a shake of his head as he stared at the back door to his son's house. It was wide open. And Kakashi was strangely absent. Sakumo knew this because he had walked through the whole house, checked every closet, under the two beds (the master bed, and the guest bed) checked the washer and dryer. He had made sure to grab some of Kakashi's clothes to wear and had gotten dressed before finding himself back in the kitchen with the open door.

The boy had gotten damn good an evasive maneuvering in the past fifty years. But that wasn't going to stop Sakumo from putting a boot up his ass if he followed his scent and found him anywhere but with his mate.

He wanted his grand children! And he wasn't above messing with and manipulating the whole damn town just to get them...

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Kakashi had known that there was going to be trouble the second he had spied Iruka's truck tearing down the street with his mate in the back of it as his father had shifted back to his human form. That was why he had gone out the back door. Self preservation instinct had reared it's ugly head the second his father had stepped off of his porch.

Driving Kakashi to make a hasty escape out the back. Partially to escape his father's wrath, and partially to do his job as a male who had mate-claimed a female. Which in turn would make his father very happy and away from him.

Which was just how Kakashi liked to keep things since his father scared the hell out of him.

He had made sure to keep to the trees along the road, and had moved swiftly to keep up with the truck. Tracking it for a quarter of a mile or so before it was turned out onto the main road leading to the center of town. Kakashi stopped at the side of the main road and made an irritated sound.

Goddamn Iruka. Kakashi thought darkly

Just where the hell was he going anyways? And with Uzu in the back seat of his truck no less? Kakashi was about to strip and shift so that he could run after them when he caught the loud rumble of his father's car engine and turned his head to see the red colored car an instant before he yelped and dive out of the way to keep the damn thing from almost hit him.

He lay on the ground close to the ditch, his mis matched eyes glowing with a feral light as he stared at his father's car as it came to a stop and the passenger side door swung open. "Get in." His father said in a tone that brooked no argument. No matter how badly the words on the tip of Kakashi's tongue burned to be said and after a moment of silently debating with himself, Kakashi picked himself up off of the ground and climbed into the passenger seat of the car and closed the door.

"Was there a point to almost running me over?" Kakashi asked in a scathing tone that under normal circumstance would have caused warning bells to go off in another shifters mind. Sakumo Hatake however was immune to Kakashi's scathing tone and reached out absent mindedly and smacked Kakashi, hard in the back of the head as he pulled his car onto the main road and started driving in the same direction that Iruka's truck had gone before saying.

"First of all, watch your tone with me. And secondly of all, I was just seeing if you were paying attention." Sakumo said in a light and airy tone as Kakashi fisted his hands at his sides and bit the inside of his cheek, trying desperately to suppress the need to call his father a liar.

The results of calling his father a liar were similar to the one time he had accidentally caught his fathers tail on fire when he had been asleep.

Sakumo had been so pissed at him that he had chased Kakashi up and down the streets of Shifter town for an entire week, snapping and snarling, and trying to rip him apart like a rabid animal. By the end of that week Kakashi had been so freaked out and shaken that he hadn't bothered going home for over a month, preferring the streets instead of living in the same house as his father until the lupine had calmed his temper.

"Where do you think they're going?" Kakashi asked after he took several deep breaths to calm himself. Sakumo glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, noting that Kakashi was picking blades of grass off of his jeans and shirt.

"There are only so many places that they can go too so I would imagine that they are heading to Burks Diner."