Holy crap, look at me.

Updating.

Holy shit.

Seriously, I totally forgot I had this. Or that I was apart of this fandom. I...apologize? I'm sorry? Excuse me, I'm really bad at this.

You may have noticed that Cheryl is gone now, and I seriously doubt she's ever coming back, because I'm embarrassed to every bring this back up in conversation, but hell, there is some serious luck considering that I came back. Geeze.

I just got really bored then got an email reminding I had this and then-

Okay, enough rambling excuses. Onwards.

Disclaimers: I don't own Naruto, Nabisco Oreos, or anything else you happen to find that is copyrighted. That's right; certain aspects seem to belong to me. I hope. *checks legal books* I'll get back to you on that.

Chapter 7

The Story of Hatake Lenne

"We should go." Hamaru whispered. They turned to face him which immediately made him tighten up. Their brains all took a moment to remember that he was here with them.

"He's right." The Tsuchikage nodded. "She hasn't been gone for long. I suggest looking around the village before leaving. Perhaps you'll find some answers before I decided that I need to."

They all nodded and started leaving though the open door. Kakashi was the last to leave, pausing at the door.

He thought about his sister. His life with here. The man she met and married. The brother this man had. Lenne's children. The days they were born. The parties she loved to throw just to make him loosen up a little. Her smile, her laugh, and how clumsy she was. But it turned dark and crashed into the ground in an instant. That night it was all ripped from him.

And the questions he could ask the Tsuchikage. The answers he'd get.

"Kakashi." Tsuchikage seemed to say the name as though he was talking to the nurse who had just run up the stairs.

Kakashi walked through the door without any hesitation.

Hatake Lenne wasn't anyone special, besides being the caretaker of Kakashi and oldest child of "Konoha's White Fang". She was tall and slender, having about five years to out grow Kakashi. Her hair resembled more of their mother's then Kakashi's did, having it long and straight with sharp points that was a clear throwback to their father. Not that he ever knew his mother all that well.

"She would have been very proud of you, you know." 10-year old Lenne said patting Kakashi on the head. They sat on the back porch of the house as the sun began to set, her legs kicking and hanging over the edge. Her eyes showed genuine pride of her little brother.

"I'm not a puppy, Lenne." He said swatting her hand away. "And you're not telling me much. What was she like?"

"Well..." Lenne's eyes rolled around and her arms crossed trying to remember. "She was really nice and kind. She was the smartest person I ever knew and could make this awesome donburi for my lunch as a kid."

"I'm the smartest person you know." He corrected her. She raised an eyebrow. "I just graduated from the academy while you're still there. I'm five, and plan of taking the chūnin exam next year."

"Yeah yeah yeah..." She hand waved it off. Her faced soured for a second. "I still think you cheated somehow. But Mom was way smarter."

"Yeah?" He listened intently. She grinned smugly at her little brother. He may have been smarter then her, but she had memories of someone he'd never get to know.

She nodded with a smile. "Where do you think you got it? From Dad? No way. He was such a moron around her."

"Dad's brilliant!" Kakashi's blood started running.

"Yeah, I know. Calm down." She lightly whacked him on the back. "But Mom was more then capable of keeping up with him. Dad didn't marry no dummy."

"Hey! What have I told you two about talking behind my back!" Sakumo shouted in a friendly manner as a door opened somewhere. Kakashi got up and ran faster then lightning to his father. Lenne sighed and got up.

She hadn't even sensed her father coming close to he house, and she out on the porch trying to sense anything. People on the street, birds in the air, movement in the stores and houses around their house, sure. Her father? Nothing. She couldn't even run as fast her little brother, who had put her to shame by being a prodigy and made her look like she was taking the slow route to success. People were talking about this behind her back. She could, very well, hear that.

"It's tough being the dummy in the family." She whispered as she walked inside.

It seemed absolutely insane that an injured Midori and her two younger brothers dressed poorly as doctors were just walking right out of the village. But the boys seem hellbent on the concept as Midori sat down on a park bench to catch her breath.

"Nee-chan?" One of them asked her "Are you alright?"

"How do you guys even recognize me?" She asked rotating her stiff joints "The last time you saw me I could fit you both in a picnic basket."

"We did a lot of research." The other one nodded. "We never met anyone in our family except Uncle, and he barely talks about them. So when found out about you-"

"We just had to come and save you!" The other jumped up. "We never had a sister before!"

Midori smiled and stood up, much to the displeasure of her limbs. "So you're going to have to help me with your names, okay? I don't-"

"I'm Daisuke!" The one to her left took her hand.

"And I'm Hiromasa!" The one on the right took her other hand.

Midori smiled as they walked down the road. "Nice to see you both again. How about before we leave, we get you two into better clothes, ne?"

Those names brought back memories of a peaceful time. A time with parents who loved to party. Sisters that liked to complain. An uncle in ANBU who would visit once in a blue moon. Dinner around a table every night. A father that taught his kids how to always help the sick and wounded, regardless of who they are. A mother would trip and fall on air.

She looked down at the kids holding her hands. They weren't identical, but they shared some strong features. Daisuke was taller and had short white hair messy hair that reminded her more of Kakashi then on her mother. Hiromasa was shorter, a little meeker, and had the same brown hair that Midori has, but someone had made it point to make sure his hair was flat and stuck to his head. They both had their father's eyes and mother's face; the eyes of men who could see only the good in people and the face of someone who looked beautiful when smiling, covered in dirt from falling on their face and was used to it.

Lenne tried her damn-est to hide the fact she was crying when their father died. He knew that she didn't want him to know how sad she was over the whole ordeal. That she wanted to be strong and brave for him. He wasn't a moron, he knew that she was taking a brunt of the storm their father left behind. All the affairs and things were now her responsibility, and she was now his guardian. A tough thing to do for a girl who hadn't even hit puberty yet.

Not that the last part mattered much, he was living by the ninja code now. He wasn't going to show attachment or emotion for this. His duty was to complete the missions he was getting and come home alive. He didn't need Lenne to take care of him.

But he wasn't going to enforce it on her. Or tell her that he didn't need her. She was entitled to cry, she was a girl after all. And she was hiding her tears fairly well for anyone not looking to see if she was crying.

Took her about three months to say that both her parents were dead with any kind of ease. It took him about three minutes.

There were little skirmishes happening outside of Konoha that were leading up to what would be know as the Third Shinobi World War. But right now, they were just kiddish attacks. And once such skirmish ended up with handful of Iwa nins to knock on Konoha's door asking for help.

A 15-year old Lenne, long since a chunin with her 10-year old brother, watched as wounded people were carried in past the gate as they were carrying groceries home.

"Those don't look like our people." Lenne commented as they had both stopped to look. Well, she had stopped to look as Kakashi had just stopped. He was reading, and didn't bother looking up. Bad enough the grocery bag was a distraction.

"Because they aren't." He said maneuvering his thumb to turn the page. "I'd say they're from Iwa, if anything."

"Iwa, huh?" She looked around at the wounded. "Wonder what they're doing here."

They continued walking home for about half a second before someone had ran straight into Lenne, her and the groceries hitting the ground. Kakashi looked up for that.

"Oh, sorry!" A Iwa nin with cut on his face and dragon tattoos on his arm quickly threw the groceries into the bags. Lenne took a moment to process this before doing it herself. He helped her up really quick. "Oh uh...thank..?"

"Okay, gotta go, bye!" He suddenly darted off, waving and smiling at them.

"Hey, uh, otouto-san? (little brother)" She asked picking up her groceries. "What just happened?"

"I believe he just knocked you to the ground, stole our medical supplies we got for out next mission, and dashed off." Kakashi said looking down into the bags. "And he may have broke the eggs."

"EH?" She looked though the bags. He was right. On all counts. "That fiend!"

"It won't be hard to find him later." Kakashi said walking away. "Lets get this home before you lose more of out stuff and then get our stuff back."

"Yeah..." She groaned. "I rather knock some sense into him now."

"I rather not lose more of our stuff." He said before ducking as she swung the bag over his head.

It wasn't long after they got home and put a few things away was there a knock at the door. Lenne had opened the door, expecting to see someone, but there was only a basket with their missing medical supplies and a package of eggs there. And a note.

Sorry. My men needed this, and I had ran out. I got you some more eggs too.

She picked up the basket and brought it inside, looking around the hallway first to see if there was anyone. She certainly hadn't sensed anything.

"Huh." She said putting the basket on the table. "Looks like we don't need to cause an international incident."

Kakashi looked over the basket and took what was his before putting the eggs away. "You're still going to go hunt him down, aren't you?"

"Oh, otouto-san, you know me so well." She said folding up the note in her pocket. Kakashi handed her supplies to her before they headed out.

The Iwa nins were scattered throughout the hospital when the two of them had got there. You would think skirmish meant a few punches and a broken leg, but no. Someone had tried to kick them to kingdom come.

The nin from earlier notice them looking around and approached them. He stood in front of them, bowed his head and scratched it out of a nervous tick.

"Hi." He said as Lenne crossed her arms.

"Hi." She said a little more firmly.

"Sorry about earlier." He still didn't look up. "I needed the supplies in a hurry."

"Yeah, that was pretty rude." She paused looked away for a moment. "You could have just asked."

"Eh?" He said looking up.

"Theft is wrong, okay?" She glared. "But not helping the injured when you can? That's unforgivable."

"But we're from-"

"That really matters to you?" She sighed and stopped glaring when finally looked up at her. "What do you think, Kakashi? Anything else you want to say?"

"Thanks for the eggs." He shrugged. "You guys can work on your battle skills. One too many casualties around here."

"Hey, be nice." She tapped him on the back. "That's all we came to say. Now do you need help?"

"No...uh...I think I got it now, thanks." His face flushed. "I'm Leikomara Kihoshi, by the way."

"I'm-"

"Hatake Lenne." Kihoshi finished off for her. She raised an eyebrow. "And that's you're little brother, Hatake Kakashi, right?"

"How do you know our names?"

"The uhh...staff here made it abundantly clear who I stole my products from." He laughed a little

"Ah." She nodded and looked around at the wounded. It seemed anyone who had about one or two cuts got to stay in the lobby. "We'll be going then if you don't need our help."

"Hey, wait!" He said as they had turned to leave.

"Yes?" Lenne asked looking back over her shoulder.

"I was wondering...umm.." His smile was so goofy that it made her laugh a bit. "Would you like to get some dinner with me later?"

"Like a date?" She asked. She looked down at Kakashi, who nodded.

"Yeah, I know you're busy, but-"

"I'd like that." She nodded and smiled. "Just don't pilfer my wallet, okay?"

Kakashi was 15 when Midori was born. She already had five sisters to come home to, along with a mother and father that loved her very much. He remembered holding her and Lenne fretting over how he held her. Midori was so tiny and it was only subject that Kakashi had to learn something from Lenne. They hadn't come up with a name for her yet, as after having five girls, they started to run low on names they liked.

Lenne had moved to Iwa after the war with three small children. A set of triples was something special in a middle of a war, and then a set of twins afterwards in Iwa during the relief effort was really something special.

Kakashi had assured her that he could take care of himself now that she had moved on and started a family. It didn't stop her from sending constant report to the people around him to make sure he was okay. Which, in all honestly, was quiet annoying when one of the people she was in cahoots with was his mentor and/or team leader.

He was spending sometime with Lenne in Iwa after Midori was born. It was odd feeling, going from village of enemies to village that his brother-in-law takes care of in a few short years. The village didn't seem to like the fact he and Lenne were from Konoha, but it seems being married to Leikomara Kihoshi meant that the village forgave you, or at the very least hid their disdain for you the best they could.

It was such a beautiful day when she was born. It was the perfect balance of clouds and blue sky, the air wasn't too dry, and the night was just warm enough to throw victory party of another addition to the Lenne's family. Kihoshi, and many of his friends, had bought food, liquor and presents to celebrate Midori's birth.

The only way it went horribly wrong is when Kihoshi's brother kidnapped Midori that night.

He remember waking up in the middle of the night to Lenne screaming. He used every sense in his body to locate his sister, who had tossed Midori's new room and was huddling on the floor crying when he found her. She was holding Midori's baby blanket.

"Lenne, what's wrong?" Kakashi crouched down to her level as Kihoshi appeared at the door. He noticed she wasn't holding the child. "Where's the baby?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Lenne wailed. "I DON'T KNOW WHERE MY BABY IS. WHERE IS MY BABY?"

Kihoshi bent down and hugged Lenne as his eyes scanned the room. Kakashi got up and looked around himself. Every possible place for the child had been ripped open, as Lenne had clearly ripped the room apart looking for the girl.

"Where the hell could she be?" Kihoshi looked around the room.

"Better question: Where's Atsushi?" Kakashi asked as he listened for more footsteps. Kihoshi's eyes widened when he realized that his footsteps weren't coming.

All three of Kihoshi's students suddenly appeared at the doorway. Kakashi quickly explained and asked if they saw anything. Lenne's wails silenced in the wake of new information that Atsushi had left about five minutes ago.

There was roar of chakura that came from a near by mountain side. Lenne pulled herself togather, sorrow suddenly become anger, and forcing herself to her feet as she got to the doorway.

"Kihoshi, what's in that direction?" She asked as the wave of power flushed the village.

"The seal of the Four Tails." His voice had a mix of horror and anger.

"Atsushi couldn't have taken her there, could he?" A student asked as a green smoke and bright green light shot up from the sky.

"God, I hope not." Kihoshi said making a run for the front door, quickly grabbing any kind of gear along the way. Lenne and Kakashi did the same, leaving the students to guard the five crying one and two-year olds.

Not one among them could run fast enough to the light. In retrospect, Kakashi realized something rather important. He was running as fast as he could and his sister, who had just given birth and was most likely awarded the title of jounin out of pity, was keeping up with him. And she, and her non-combat husband, were prepared to fight with him.

Atsushi was chanted and standing over the wailing newborn at the top of shrine built to honor the Four Tails as green chakura poured into her tiny body. Lenne made a mad dash for her child, only to struck by an invisible wall. Her fists pounded hard against the force Atsushi was putting out.

"Give me back my baby!" She shouted, her voice strained. "Give her back!"

"Your baby is worth so much more." Atsushi grinned. "I finally figured it out, Onii-chan. I figured out how to become the Tsuchikage. No one challenges the man who has the Four Tails at his disposal!"

"Give me back my child, Atsushi." Kihoshi demanded as he marched up the stairs. "The Four Tails is suppose to live in that cave for the rest of eternity. Not in body of my baby!"

"You are made for this life, Onii-chan. This life on noncombat." Atsushi started laughing. "I'm meant for so much more! And she's going to give it to me!"

"I won't hurt you! You are my little brother!" Kihoshi punched the invisible wall. "But you are hurting my baby, and that is unacceptable!"

"No, brother." Atsushi grinned again. "This child is mine now. You have five others, can't you spare one?"

"No. Because children are not play things." Kihoshi grabbed Lenne and held her, whispering words of jutsu into her ear.

They chanted together, putting out all their strength against the wall. They weren't forcing against it, they were converting it. They were ripping off layers, one by one, and adding it the force against Atsushi.

"Futile!" Atsushi shouted before restarting his chant to pull the Four Tails out.

"You forgot about me." Kakashi whispered into Atsushi's ear as he plunged a kunai into his back. Atsushi gasped and slumped straight down, slowly and painfully stopping the procedure.

Lenne immediately dove for her child, cradling her as the green chakra flowed into her from the seal.

I am free.

The voice of the demon echoed over them.

Yet I am partially bound to this child.

Lenne held the newborn close to her chest, both Kakashi and Kihoshi prepared to fight.

She is incomplete.

"She's just a baby!" Lenne shouted into the sky.

She is new. Weak. Frail. But she holds parts of me, none the less.

"You will not have her!" A powerful voice echoed from behind them. The elderly Tsuchikage hobbled towards them, unleashing a burst with every step. "I am sorry for this, Kihoshi. My loyalist friend. But if she doesn't become the new vessel for this demon, I'm afraid it will kill your child and inflict all sorts of havoc upon the village."

"No, please." Kihoshi nodded his head, as Lenne held her close.

The old man speaks the truth. I will kill this child!

"No you will not!" He stopped down on the alter. "Now quickly. All three of you, chant with me. We must save the child and the village."

They all followed the Tsuchikage's lead and stayed in time with him as the baby continued to wail. Kakashi and Kihoshi held Lenne as she cried saying the words the Tsuchikage told her to say.

They stopped when the chakra vanished. Lenne tried to comfort her child by rocking her and talking in the most calm voice she could.

"Now, now my little Midori. Shhh..." She said, but it didn't seem to help much. "Shhh...Midori-chan."

"Midori?" The Tsuchikage asked. "Is that her name ?"

"I was one of them." Kihoshi said taking Midori away from Lenne. "To be named after the green grasses Lenne misses so much back in Konoha."

Kakashi sat down with Kihoshi and Lenne on the alter, trying to settle her down. He ran his hand over her small face and let her grip his finger with her small fist. Perhaps out of exhaustion or that she was finally safe, the wailing stopped and was replaced with a rather cute grumble.

"I suppose it's her real name now."

There was a groan from behind the alter and Kihoshi immediately passed his child to Kakashi as he jumped behind the alter to help his brother.

"Why are you helping me...?" Atsushi whispered as Kihoshi drew healing justu on him. "I tried to kill your child."

"Yes, but you are my brother." He sighed "And you are hurt. It's what I do."

I can't tell you guys if I'm going to update this anymore. I will probably update and finish this part of the story at some point in the future, just not today.

Sorry that it's incomplete chapter, but will finish this at some point in the future. Maybe.