This is a story that has been in my head for a bit.
I do not own Naruto, Kakashi, or any other character from the anime. I do own the kids and mother though.
Chapter 1.
She sat in the middle of the rest of the students in the middle of the class room floor. Bored completely out of her mind. Ever since she got somewhat of a hang of her new eyes, School had been way, way too easy. Not that it was hard to begin with. Her mother always references the quick mindedness of both she and her twin brother, to their father.
That brought another thought to mind. Both she and Kiyoshi had been bugging their mother to ask their father if he would take them back to his country. They had learned many things from him during his visits, but wish to learn more. She hated her teacher.
He was new to this town and school. Kyoto's family had run this school for many generations. When war between the different temples of warrior's in her country and those surrounding broke out. Many of the teachers of her school had left to fight.
In fact most of the teachers from most of the schools in the country left to fight. The teachers now were all one to two years from graduation. The country went from having thirteen schools to three schools. Classes got bigger, teachers were less experienced and there ego's would not allow them to admit it. As a result school lost its appeal to Kyoto.
"Kyoto! Have you even heard what I have said?" Yelled the teacher, Mick "Your lack of interest in your schooling is irrational."
"Just because you and your brother can learn the skills of our way of the samurai much faster than your classmates does not give you the right to slack off."
"My apologies sir." Drawled Kyoto "But it's the same thing you showed and drilled us on yesterday, the day before that, and the day before that. Can't we do a new drill?"
"No, you must master on drill with your sword before beginning a new one." Mick turned to face Kyoto and then smirked. "But I suppose if you feel that you can handle yourself well, you and I can spare right now."
"Sounds good to me." Kyoto picked up her wooden sword and walked over to where Mick was. She really didn't like this guy. He was only five years older than her. Yet he wanted to act like he was her father or grandfather. At least her father was 14yrs older than the students he had. Well that's what he would tell them in his stories, in fact he states to still go on missions with them now as an equal. Kyoto doubted if Mick would ever look at her as an equal in anything. Little did he know she had an advantage over him.
"Prepare yourself for humiliation you little brat." Hissed Mick
"I'm 12 I face humiliation everyday you baka." Said Kyoto
"What the hell did you just call me you lazy log."
Kyoto smirked and put her sunglasses on. "I may be lazy, but I could teach better than you."
"Take those sunglasses off, the last thing I want to do is break those and scratch your eyes. You couldn't be a warrior any more." Sneered Mick
"Please you won't get close enough." Stated Kyoto as she activated her Sharingan preparing to spar
Kiyoshi sighed and watched his twin sister. She really didn't know when to back down. She would antagonize someone by just being so nonchalant, and never missed the opportunity with Mick. He had to admit that Mick was annoying, but he knew that if you just acted like you were paying attention, nothing would happen. After all once Kyoto defeated Mick, and Kiyoshi knew she would, the whole class was going to face the consequences. Most of the class knew this as well and dreaded watching the match.
In another place.
Kakashi Sighed and closed his book. Naruto was just knocked clean over the forest toward the city. Sakura was Just in a bad mood, no way of getting around that.
Naruto on the other hand should have just known better. Instead He found it more fun to just plain provoke the pink haired girl.
"Sakura you should probably go find for Naruto and make sure he can get home."
"Kakashi you know he'll be just fine," Sneered Sakura "besides he started the whole fight, why should I apologize for that?"
"Would you rather console him over a bowl of Ramen for a few hours, or watched him sulk for the next week?"
"The Fine I'll go find Naruto and make up." Sighed Sakura.
Kakashi heard an unusual bird call for the area of Kohona, and looked up to see the bird headed in the direction of his apartment. When he got there the Eagle was waiting on his window seal. Being somewhat curious he removed the letter and took the bird into his house. He opened the letter and laughed at the greeting. It was written in his own language, but not very well. As a result the rest was written in Akira's language. She could speak his language fluently, just as he could hers. Unfortunately she never really mastered his written language. He found it very funny considering her family originated from the land of fire. She was the eighth generation in a land that was so far south it was not on any of the current maps. Kakashi had been meaning to have a copy of his maps made to turn into the Hokage library, but he only went to that area for two missions. No one else had even gone near those countries since.
He read the letter that went over the normal things that Akira reported every two months. How the twin's were doing, the youngest, and asking when the next visit would be. This one had two extra things in it though a mention of wanting to have a fourth child, and a need for the twins to have some interaction with their father. He sighed for the twenty-fifth time that day. He had not been able to see his family for two years now. His oldest ones must be 12 yrs old now and the youngest 6. No wonder she was wanting another child. She seemed to favor a six year gap. The youngest would be starting schooling now.
Most people thought the only thing that Kakashi had accomplished in his 30 years was his well earned fame. What they did not realize was that he did not want a family that would be in danger. No one knew of Akira, Kyoto, Kiyoshi or Toyo. He liked it that way; He never worried about his enemies trying to kill any of them. The only thing he would have to worry about, if he chose to, was one of them dying in battle in their home country. Akira's family ran a samurai school in one of the temples. He decided to go see if Tsunade would allow him to take oh about 8 months off to go. After all she gave Naruto two years with Jiryra. Then insisted on taking Sakura to train. He didn't see why there would be no reward for turning over his Genin to a Sanin, one to each actually, for the past two years and doing normal Jounin missions.
Back to the classroom.
The class groaned in unison as Mick went flying threw the wall. Kyoto landed out of her roundhouse kick and waited.
"You worthless brat!!! This was a spar for the sword drill, not any martial arts!!" Mick screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Aren't you one of the many people around here always saying", at this point Kyoto put a hand on her hip and pointed the other in the air, "Be prepared for the unexpected from an opponent at all times." She then proceeded to smile innocently.
"No!! We are always telling you to follow the program."
"The program is slow, boring and old."
That's it; Class everyone out to the yard. Thanks to MISS Hatake you all will run 500 laps." Sneered, Mick. "And if you don't like it, thank the little brat yourself."
Once again the class groaned in unison and proceeded out into the yard. Kiyoshi waited by the classroom door for Kyoto to saunter out.
"Kyoto, why do you have to give Mick such a hard time?"
"Because both he and his dad are creeps. I mean come in Mick is always singeing me out, and his dad is always asking mom out." She hissed.
"You shouldn't worry about that, Mom has already told Kang she is not interested."
"I know she has Kiyoshi, but he still pushes, he told mom yesterday that he felt she made dad up."
"Ha ha hee that's funny, but really you shouldn't eavesdrop on mom, you know how she is about that."
"True, but I still don't trust or like either one of them." Kyoto looked over to the classroom door. Mick was sitting on the step scowling as he smoked his cigarette.
To say Mick was upset was an understatement. He was downright pissed, Spitting, stomping, sourly pissed. He was immensely jealous of the Hatake twins. They both picked everything up so fast. The one who upset him the most was Kyoto, she was Intelligent, pretty, but mostly Lazy. Kiyoshi at least would listen to the lesson, even if it was a repeat. Well that is what it seemed like to Mick.
Kyoto was pretty, even at 12yrs. anyone could see she was going to be a stunning woman. She had her mother's heart shaped head, penetrating dark eyes, a medium streamlined mouth, and an aquiline nose. She also had shockingly gray/silver hair, always in a high ponytail.
Kiyoshi had a different face it was triangular with thin streamlined mouth, his mothers hazel eyes, his mother's broad nose and her orange/red hair color that always shot out at odd angles. Almost always defying gravity. Most people in the village who had always been there said the twins were a perfect mixture of their parents. Mick wouldn't know in the year that he had lived here, he had not seen Hatake. The thing that upset Mick the most was he couldn't get Kyoto to change and respect him as a teacher. Trying to get the class to humiliate her was not working; she held a great deal of respect from her peers. So did her brother. He was at the end of his rope. The twins just learned to fast.
(A week later) The gates of Konoha.
Kakashi Couldn't decide how to feel. He was excited to get to go see his family for a year, but on the other hand He had to take his team. Tsunade had insisted that it would be good for Naruto, Sakura and Sai. However Kakashi was not so sure he wanted his two separate families to meet. The inevitable rant from Naruto about no Ramen in the village was also not something to look forward to. He also hoped they could keep up with the pace he had picked. He wanted to be there in two weeks. Akira had sent a response to his response stating that she and his older children had a surprise in store. That is a line in letter's that made Kakashi nervous, the last few times that was written he met his children at the age of one. He really wished his group had not thought he would be late.