The Pack's Luna prologue
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This is another Kakashi/Fem!Harry fic. Not sure about giving it up for adoption, yet.
Dictionary:
- Hane: feather
- Noboru: rise, ascend
- Yasu: peace, peaceful or level
- Suzume: sparrow
-Prologue-
Hane Noboru was pacing in the middle of one of the corridors of Konoha's main hospital, worriedly chewing on his nails. He was a relatively handsome young man, around twenty years old, with short, flyaway raven hair and clear blue eyes. The pacing male sported a headband depicting the stylized Leaf of Konoha, wrapped around his forehead. Hane-san wore the typical uniform of a Jōnin, including the flak vest which hung open at the moment.
An amused white-haired male, also a ninja, observed what appeared to be a good friend from his position on one of the benches available for relatives. He seemed to be slightly older, already having a small toddler son who perched in his lap, curiously watching the hectic proceedings. This man was Hatake Sakumo, Noboru's old genin-teammate, holding onto his little genius Kakashi.
Their old Jōnin-sensei was sitting dignified next to the white-haired male, seemingly suppressing a small smile. The lady in question had graying hair pulled into a bun, identifying her as one of the Sandaime's old teammates. She also observed everything with a watchful eye.
Noboru-san flinched each time he could hear his wife's painful moans or screams over the general dim of the hospital's maternal ward. Yusa, the aforementioned wife, meant everything to the Jōnin, as he loved her very much.
Finally one of the nurses allowed the new father entry into his wife's room, to inspect their child and assure himself about Yusa-san's health. Noboru nearly shunshined into the room, eager for the stressful last thirty hours to be over.
Consequently, when the man was confronted with his exhausted wife, sweat-soaked hair plastered to her forehead, he pressed a quick, grateful kiss to her temple. Yusa gifted him with a small, tired smile, but proudly presented their bundled-up daughter to him. (Having just finished nursing her.)
"She is so tiny," he whispered quietly. Awe tinged his voice quite noticeably. This infinitesimally vulnerable human being had been created by their love. Their daughter.
Yusa chuckled at him, voice quite hoarse. "She's a healthy little chick," the tired woman assured him readily.
In turn, the male had to grin at her teasing words. Banter between them always brightened up his mood. "A tiny, downy sparrow, that's what she is," Noboru countered playfully.
To be honest, they had not expected a firstborn girl. However, this was not cause for grief - of any kind - as they celebrated the birth of their daughter. If her father had his way, she would receive a brother soon enough.
At the moment though, both parents were quite relieved to know their first child was healthy and well. Anything else was deemed unimportant.
"Hane Suzume?" his wife muttered thoughtfully. Then she glanced at the small baby in her arms and giggled softly. "Alright, husband. She does look like a little sparrow."
Name decided, Yusa carefully transferred the red-cheeked newborn to her husband, stroking the downy fluff of raven hair lovingly before ordering him to show her off. Noboru chuckled and would have given her a two-fingered salute, had he not carried his fragile, sleeping daughter at the moment. A nurse held the door open for the new father, allowing him to step through without difficulties.
Kakashi-chan perked up, onyx eyes focusing on the bundle in Noboru's arms. His father chuckled at the small boy's curiosity.
"Well?" Koharu-sensei demanded, a little impatiently.
"Yusa-chan is fine, just tired. This is our little sparrow, Suzume-chan," the new father reported happily, anxiety long forgotten. "She's perfectly healthy."
Both adults stood, joining Noboru, and leaned forward to catch a glimpse of the newborn.
Kakashi tilted his head to the side, like a confused puppy. "Why is she so small?"
Noboru chuckled at the innocent question. "You used to be this small too when you were only a few hours old," he told the fascinated toddler. "She's three years younger than you, Kashi-chan. It will take some time to let her grow as big as you."
In response the little boy pouted, quite disappointed. Apparently, he had wanted someone to play with. Now.
Sakumo chuckled at his son's antics. "You can teach her to help her grow faster soon," he promised his put out mini-me.
In the meantime, Koharu-sensei asked if she may hold the newborn girl. When Noboru gently transferred his daughter into the older lady's arms, Suzume-chan blinked awake for a moment. Then, the graying kunoichi and blue-eyed baby stared at each other for a long time. The moment stretched to what seemed forever, until the little girl caught the woman's kimono with one tiny hand.
Suzume-chan happily babbled something, tugging at the clothing, before she yawned widely and promptly fell asleep once again.
Sakumo chuckled at the baby's actions, joined by her proud Tou-san. A confused Kakashi studied everything with his toddler eyes, wondering why the uncoordinated baby was so funny. Only Koharu-sensei kept her amusement in check. But the softening of her normally cool, calculating eyes betrayed her emotions to those who knew her well.
Noboru carefully accepted his baby girl back from his old sensei. "Sakumo, Yusa and I were wondering if you wanted to become her godfather. Just in case, you know?"
The white-haired man started for a moment in surprise but nodded, honored to receive such an offer from one of his oldest friends. "Of course, Nobo-kun. I'd be very honored to be your sparrow's godfather."
Little did they know how short their remaining time together would be. Noboru would be killed on a mission gone wrong six months later, leaving behind a grieving wife and infant daughter. About a year and a half after his death, Hatake Sakumo would decide to restore his family's honor by committing ritual suicide, orphaning his five-years-old son.
Only Yusa and Suzume would join the bitter young boy in the family section of the hushed funeral, although Kakashi's sensei tried to support the five-year-old to the best of his abilities.
Their interactions became rarer and rarer, dwindling until the three had dinner or tea maybe once or twice a year. Mainly due to the Third Shinobi World War picking up, but also because Kakashi tried to distance himself from his past as best as he could.
Then, two months after Suzume's eighth birthday, her mother succumbed to an illness that had killed her slowly over the last year of her life. She had taught her everything from summoning their small clan's signature animals to their secret techniques.
At this point, the young raven-haired girl had successfully graduated from the ninja academy, aged seven, and been working missions with her genin-team for ten months.
Kakashi hid in the trees during the funeral for Hane Yusa, uncertain if he was welcome at all anymore. He watched as her team comforted the grieving daughter of his godmother.
From then on, Suzume would find little baskets of fruit or vegetables on her kitchen table. Even a few, clumsily wrapped birthday presents, tucked under the regular offerings.
But they wouldn't actually see each other again until the Third Shinobi World War ended, following the Kyuubi attack and the loss of the second father-figure in Kakashi's life.