Sorry for not updating yesterday and today. I've been busy with fixing up the house I'm moving into and seeing my grand mother Kay. She doesn't know who I am any more but that is to be expected after cracking her head open. And...
No.
I was serious about the writers block.
But just because I get a block on one thing doesn't mean that ten hundred more ideas don't form in my mind. I'm constantly thinking of something. I actually lose a lot of sleep because my mind won't settle on one thing for long.
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A little while after Minato's talk with them, their father came out of his bedroom freshly bathed, his usually wild blond hair combed back away from his face, dressed in a black suite and slacks. He looked so amazing that it was shocking. Which was why they were all staring at him wide eyed.
God this really drove the situation home for them. He was really going to bring a girl home.
It was as disheartening as having one's arms and legs broken by a loan shark.
Minato walked over to the small table against the wall a foot or so next to the door and picked up his silver and diamond watch, the father's day gift that they had all gotten jobs for so that they could get him something nice. It had taken over eight months for them to make the money to buy the five thousand dollar watch, but damned if it didn't suite him. Especially now when he was all dressed up.
Iruka, one of the second youngest kids in their make shift family reached out and grasped Kakashi's shirt in his hand and hid himself behind him a little bit and peeked out form around Kakashi's side as Kakashi looked down at him. "Dad looks-"
"Amazing."Genma said in awe.
Iruka shook his head no. "No. Dad looks-"
"Nice?" Someone else supplied helpfully.
"No! Dad looks-"
"Like he's gay. He probably is. But that's all right Ruka, he's still our father and we do love him, even if he-yow!" Kankuro yelped as Minato gripped his ear between his fingers and almost had him dangling there from his ear.
"Now you listen here you little shit bird-" Their father growled, affection lacing his tone even as he boxed Kankuro's ears then let him go. "You all have two hours to finish cleaning this place up. I want it so clean that you can eat off of the floors. Because that's exactly what you wonderful little heathens will suffer if you aren't bathed, dressed nicely and waiting for us when we pull up in the car later."
"So your really going to do this? Bring a girl into our home?" Genma the third oldest boy next to Kakashi who was second oldest, asked as he walked up to their dad and straitened his tie for him. Minato smiled at the most understanding of his sons next to Gaara and kissed the boy on the forehead before Genma could step back.
The teen blinked at him and rubbed the spot where he had kissed him and blushed a little bit as Minato picked up his wallet and keys. "Yup. I'm going now. Line up."
The boys all lined up like they usually did and Minato gave each of them a kiss on the cheek except Kakashi. The kid hated being kissed for any reason after what had happened in one of his foster homes, which was why the first time Minato had kissed him on the cheek the boy had flipped out on him and knocked two of his teeth out thinking that he was going to be hurt again.
Minato hadn't held it against him, because he had been just twelve at the time and scared to death that he was in the hands of another sick person.
But Minato had sat down with him and asked certain questions then after learning what he could considering how tight lipped Kakashi was, he had gone out and made several appointments for the boy to see a therapist. And after a few years Kakashi had opened up a little bit, and had stopped being violent. Sort of. But some of his old fears still lingered stubbornly refusing to let Kakashi feel totally loved and safe and for the first time in a long time Minato wished he could murder the son of a bitch that had hurt Kakashi, but at least he could say that he helped put the sick fucker behind bars.
It wasn't as satisfying though.
He stopped in front of Kakashi and put his hands on his shoulders like he always did and gave them a small squeeze. "You be good and keep your brothers out of trouble while I'm gone. Okay Kashi."
"Sure dad." Kakashi said quietly as Minato let his hands fall to his sides and turned and walked out the front door and got into his van and drove off.
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Minato drove strait to the local orphanage and parked his car next to a fence and pulled the letter that he had gotten from his ex girlfriend Kushina several months ago, before her death and pulled it out of it's envelope and re read the words that she had written for him.
Hey Min,
It's been a while, hasn't it? Almost sixteen years to be exact. Which brings me to why I'm finally writing this letter. You have a daughter. Her name is Uzu Namakaze. Yes that's right, I gave her your last name. It seemed only right should I even manage to contact you and tell you that you had a little girl. Unfortunately things never really go as planned, do they?
I had meant to contact you before now. Hell, I had meant to contact you years ago right after she was born. I didn't want either of you to miss out on being able to spend time together and bond. But something went horribly, horribly wrong. It's no excuse I know, but please try to understand that I couldn't contact you until now because we had to go into hiding.
Uzu witnessed a murder when she was five, and the person involved in the murder was Kabuto. I'm sure that you've read about him in the papers, or even seen something of his work on TV. He works for a man called Orochimaru, a.k.a, the Snake.
They are both really high profile serial killers/drug pushers, and because Uzu was seen by Kabuto, we had to run. It was the only thing that I could think of to keep us alive and at that point we couldn't involve you.
You had already adopted three small kids and I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if you or those kids had gotten hurt. So hiding just seemed the best thing to do.
I wish that I could tell you that everything is fine, that Uzu is fine, but I can't.
I'm dying Min. I have cancer, apparently I've had it for a long time. Uzu has been staying with me, donating blood and plasma and doing everything that she can to keep me alive but I haven't got much longer and once I'm gone...
She'll be easy pickings for the Snake and his men to find.
And god I'm so scared.
She's scared too, though she doesn't admit it. And I was wondering Min, would you take her in, even though you were both separated for so long and she's a virtual stranger to you? Would you take her in and keep those awful people after her away? I can't leave her in anyone else's care, they'd hand her over to the Snake in a heart beat.
Please Min, I'm begging you. Take our baby in and keep her safe. I've sent a picture of her so that you can see her with your own eyes. I wish that I could tell you everything about her, but I'm getting tired and the pain meds are starting to take effect...
Kushina's letter cut off there but he could see a little heart drawn on the page just below her letter and ran his finger tips over it as his lips curved up in a small smile. He had been so excited to see a letter from her in the mail, along with the bills and letters from his son's school. He had been so excited that he had torn open the envelope and sat down in the living room and had read everything.
He had been hoping to hear that she had married and had kids and was living a normal happy life and it had pained him to read about his daughter and how scared they were and the fact that they were being hunted. He had sat there on the couch crying for god knows how long before his boys had come home and he had hidden the letter and smiled at them trough his tears and told them that he had some dust in his eyes and then quietly and quickly walked out of the room and had sat in his bedroom trying to think of a way to find his daughter and bring her home.
It hadn't occurred to him that Kushina might die that very day, or that his little girl would be dropped off at the local orphanage two in a half days later, before her mother was even laid to rest.
He had contacted some of his friends in the police department and gotten hold of some of the state officials and finally after two months of non stop calling and asking questions, he had finally gotten answers.
And now, today, he was finally taking his little girl home.