The next day started out like any other day for the boys.
They crawled out of bed, grabbed some clothes and got dressed and went down for breakfast. However there was little bit of a difference in their daily routine. They all took showers and made sure that they were wearing clean clothes, that they had brushed their teeth and were wearing deodorant, and their hair was all nice and brushed.
It was one of the small rules that their father had laid down for them.
Now that there was a lady in the house they weren't allowed to run around in their boxers, smelling like sweat and BO. Why? Because it was offensive to a woman's delicate sensibilities.
Or at least that was what their father had said after their long, long talk about who the girl really was and why their father had brought her home.
They knew that Uzu was the girls name. That she was sixteen years old. And their fathers honest to god biological daughter, that her mother had died at least several days ago when Minato had learned about her from a letter that he had gotten and that he had been trying to track her down since then.
And that she had been attacked; which meant that it might take a little while for her to get used to them as her brothers.
Understandable considering the past two months that she had had.
Kakashi was in the middle of brushing his teeth when he heard a series of screams coming from Iruka's room and quickly made his way to the door to see who was killing him now and peeked out just in time to have Iruka run by in wet underwear, his hair soaked and soapy as Minato came tearing out of the kids bedroom with a wild look on his face and a tooth brush and a hair comb in each hand.
"Come back here right fucking now Iruka! I have to get you cleaned up so that you can make a good impression on your sister!"
"No! You'll never take me alive!" The boy shrieked as he tried to escape their insane looking father as he chased him down the hall. Kakashi blinked and shook his head as he grasped his tooth brush in his hand and pulled it from his mouth as Iruka let out a loud blood curtailing scream from somewhere down stairs.
And this was how the morning started, it was buisness as usual for them, but he would bet that it was something new and possibly frightening to their new sister. Which was why he finished brushing his teeth and grabbed a long sleeved shirt and slipped out of his bedroom to go check on her.
Uzu had woken up long before the screaming had started, and though she had been a little startled by the sound she wasn't terribly worried about it since her father was some where close by.
She took a shower and slipped into one of the outfits that someone had hung up in her new bedroom closet. And was standing in front of the long mirror across the room, next to the window checking the bruises on her ribs and breasts.
The ones on her breasts didn't hurt anymore, but the ones on her ribs still hurt a bit.
She dropped the black and turquoise shirt back into place and tugged at the hem in an effort to pull it down past her hips, but it wouldn't reach that far. It was kind of irritating since she was very self conscious about her body and liked being able to hide it when she could under overly long shirts and baggy clothes. But for now this was the best she could hope for she supposed as she looked herself over.
Kakashi stood just outside the door, peeking through the small opening in it, his mis matched eyes narrowed to slits as he watched her check out the bruises on her breasts and ribs. Anger churning in his gut. He hadn't meant to look at her in such a disturbing way.
Hadn't meant to see her in such a vulnerable state, but he just couldn't stop himself from looking once he saw the dark splotches standing out against her pale skin.
His fingers curled into fists as he remembered the last time he had seen bruises that dark and painful looking and could easily remember himself curled up on his side on a dirty concrete floor shaking and sobbing through the blood and bruises on his small body.
He closed his eyes against the memory and stepped back away from the door and turned and walked off. Finding it strange that he saw a little bit of himself in this girl.
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Everyone was quiet as they sat down at the breakfast table to wait for the resident female to make her appearance so that they could introduce themselves.
It took fifteen minutes longer than any of them would have liked with the exception of their father who had gone all out cooking their breakfast this morning, yet refused to let them do more that smell the food until Uzu was down stairs and they had introduced themselves.
It was a cruel way to control them, but it was damned effective since they were all hungry.
They sat there fidgiting with their shirt sleeves, their silverware, the nice linen napkins that their dad had dug out of the special occasions box in the attic and washed and neatly folded and laid out on the table along with a table clothe that he had already threatened to kill them over if they ruined it.
As soon as the clock hit the fifteen minute mark the boys all perked up in their seats when they heard small feet making their way down the stairs and across the living room floor.