Hana didn't know what to do. They didn't teach this in the Academy. What do you do when your father—your mother's ex husband—arrives unexpectedly when your mother's new fiancé is eating dinner, and that same man also happens to be the man who helped raise you?

They should teach that in the Academy. It would have definitely helped her.

She grabbed Itachi's arm and whistled to the Three Haimaru Brothers, and then sprinted into the house, locking the door behind her.

"Mom!" she screamed. "Mom, he's back!"

Tsume poked her head out of the kitchen. "What do you mean, dear?"

Hana panted. "He's back. Mom, Dad is back."

Tsume blinked at her for several seconds before it sank in. She slid down against the wall and cradled her head in her hands, mumbling to herself.

Kakashi walked out of the kitchen and crouched next to Tsume. "Who is here?"

"Dad," Hana said urgently. "You have to get rid of him."

"Who?" Kakashi said again.

"Isamu," Tsume whispered. She stared up at Kakashi desperately. "Kakashi, you have to get rid of him."

"Why?"

"He's my ex-husband! You're my current fiancé!"

"Fine." He sighed and stood up, pulling his mask back up. He trudged to the door, where Isamu stood, hand raised, ready to knock.

"Who are you?" he asked suspiciously.

"Kakashi. Tsume's fiancé," Kakashi said happily. Isamu blinked.

"Excuse me?"

Hana groaned. Why did Kakashi have to say that?

Itachi was leaning against the wall in the corner. He studied the two men with amused dark eyes.

"You heard me," Kakashi said, leaning his hip against the door. He tilted his head to the side. "Why are you even here? You left Tsume eleven years ago."

Tsume had finally stood up. She was tired of Isamu's games. First he left when Hana was born, came back six years later, then Kiba was born and he left again. Now he was back?

"Isamu," she growled sweetly, a vicious smile on her face. "How are you doing, darling?"

Kakashi shivered, stepping to the side as Tsume took his place at the door, one hand on her hip. Isamu smiled.

"I've come back!"

"I can see that, Isamu. I am not stupid."

"Anyways, I figured that we could make up and everything would be okay again!"

"Hell no!" Kiba shouted, sliding along the wood floor from the kitchen. "Don't do it, Mom!"

Sasuke, Naruto and Sakura followed the young Inuzuka, standing behind Hana and Itachi as Kiba clutched his mother's arm.

"Trust me, honey," Tsume said, smirking. "I am not gonna let this man screw with me anymore."

Kiba stepped back, scowling at Isamu. The man was frowning, clearly trying to figure out why his children hated him. Hana pulled her brother back and wrapped a protective arm around his shoulders. She was not going to let her father mess with her little brother.

"Tsume, what are you talking about?" Isamu asked.

"You heard Kakashi," Tsume said, cocking her head to the side. Her eyes narrowed, and she whistled. Kuromaru snarled at Isamu as he stepped up next to her. "I'm done with you."

Isamu stepped back and glanced down at the massive dog worriedly, but then he smiled. "You wouldn't hurt me," he said confidently. "I'm your husband."

"Ex-husband," Tsume corrected. "You were the one to suggest the divorce, remember?"

Isamu stared at Tsume for a long time. "But…"

"No, Isamu. I am done with your crap. You had a chance. And you failed. Now it's about time you left," Tsume said firmly.

"But—"

"No!"

Isamu scowled and turned around, trudging away from the house. Tsume smirked and pointed at him. "Go, Kuromaru."

The dog leaped after the man, who screamed and ran. Tsume laughed.

"He won't be coming back for quite a while, if ever."

Kiba was shaking against Hana, the shock from finally meeting his biological father settling in. Hana tugged her brother into a hug, stroking his hair as he trembled. Tsume finally closed the door, turning to her family. She frowned when she saw Kiba, but Hana shook her head. She could handle it.

Hana led her brother up the stairs to her room, where they sat down on the bed. She waited while Kiba stared down at the comforter, curled up against his sister.

"Hana?" he asked quietly. She hummed. "What did you feel like when you first met Dad?"

She smiled sadly. "I felt happy. I had grown up without a father for the most part, and when I had one I overlooked the bad qualities in him. Then you were born, and he disappeared. I remembered what Mom would say every time I asked about him: He was a no good bastard who was never thinking about his family and only himself."

Hana sighed, tightening her grip on Kiba. "He never came back. For the first few months after he left, Mom was focused on you. Then Dad and Sakura, Sasuke and Naruto moved into our lives, and Mom was so much happier. I somehow convinced Mom that letting Itachi live here was a great idea."

She laughed. "He never moved out. He said it was because he didn't have the money. I never believed it, because he's an Uchiha. Anyways, we made plans to get Mom and Dad together. Turns out we didn't need to. They did it by themselves."

"So you got over Dad?"

"Of course I did! Because I had a real father with Dad, who promised me that he would never leave unless Mom wanted it. And so far he's kept that promise. Every time he goes on a dangerous mission, he has always found a way to survive and come back to us."

They sat in silence for a long time. When Kakashi came to check on them, Hana had fallen asleep. Kiba was still curled up next to her, not willing to leave his sister after everything that had happened today.

"Dad?"

Kakashi sat down on the bed by Kiba's feet. "Yeah, Kiba?"

"Why did Dad leave?"

Kakashi sighed. "Honestly, I don't know. Your father is weird."

Kiba smiled sadly. "You won't leave like he did, will you?"

"No, Kiba," Kakashi patted his leg. "I will never leave unless your mother wants me to. And even then I might try to find a way to stay."

Kiba yawned. "Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you," he mumbled, cuddling closer to Hana. Kakashi smiled.

"Love you, too."

/\/\

Tsume stared at the window. She couldn't believe he had actually come here. After eleven years, he had come back thinking that everything would be okay.

Kakashi walked in, leaning his hip against the door frame. Tsume could see his reflection in the glass.

"Hana and Kiba are asleep. I told Sakura to sleep in the boys' room for the night," he said softly. He walked over to Tsume and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Isamu really messed with them."

"Kakashi, I don't think I would be able to handle him coming back," she admitted quietly. She didn't look at her fiancé.

"Tsume, he's not going to come back."

"Kakashi, you don't know that!" Tsume said loudly. "He could come back at any time."

"Tsume, you have to calm down." Kakashi sighed. "I'm here. He won't come back as long as he knows I'm here."

"I know that, Kakashi," she whispered. "But what if you're on a mission? What if he comes back?"

"He won't. I promise."

They stood there for a while. Tsume finally sighed and tilted her head back to kiss Kakashi.

"We should start planning the wedding," she murmured. "That would definitely stop him."

"Okay."

"Great. Let's go to bed."

They trudged over to the bed, and they collapsed on it without changing. The only thing Kakashi did was take off his headband, dropping it on the floor next to the bed as he draped his arms over his fiancée's waist.

A/N: Next chapter! This might be the last chapter for a while. I'm gonna try to work on my other stories for a while. And please, send in ideas for their wedding! I already have a few ideas, but I will certainly take anything you give me into consideration! Please! Please, please, please!