"Papa's home." Sara-chan said solemnly.
"Yup." She and Kakashi sat at a park bench, eating ice cream while mommy 'sorted things out.'
She kicked her feet as she slowly ate her ice cream.
"Lot's gonna change?" She looked up to Kakashi.
"Yup."
She looked down to her ice cream. "You're gonna have to move out."
He was quite for a moment. "Yup."
"Do you need me to help find you a new place?" He eyed her skeptically. "You'd have to skip school."
She shrugged. "I'll tell mommy I'm sick."
He shook his head. "She's a doctor. You have to do better than that."
She watched her feet for a moment. "Real sick."
He smiled under his mask-something she was only able to do. "That might work."
She smiled, nodding to herself. She took a bite out of her cone. "No more dinners together?"
"We can still have dinners together. Just not at ho-your home."
"At your new place?"
He frowned. But not a sad frown-his thinking frown. "Maybe."
She nodded. "It'll have to have a big kitchen." He looked at her seriously. "Lots of places for cookies."
He nodded in agreement.
She heard her mother calling her. She didn't move, carefully finishing her ice cream. She licked her fingers.
"There is one thing that's not going to change." She said as Kakashi grabbed her chin gently, pulling a hankie out and wiping her face. She pushed him away. "You're still-and will always be- Kaka-tou." She grabbed his face. His eyes were super wide, like a kitten that would run away. He wouldn't run with her holding him. "Always."
Her mother called her name again. She let go of his face, slowly climbing off the bench.
She eyed him. "Tomorrow, we'll meet here." He nodded slowly. "Ten a.m. Sharp." She waggled her finger. "Don't. Be. Late."
He never was.