Chapter 24

AN: Kishimoto owns all except my characters-Kiminari, and Kimiko, and later characters. Also I'm probably not going to follow any of the story line except a few small things. I may take the characters outside their natural personalities, but that's because it's my story, and it'll add to it. Another thing: since I'm not following the story line of the series- All main (good) characters will start out the same age as they should be, but even though the Akatsuki will be around, the war will not happen until later; if it does at all. Again this is because I'm making up my own story line; it gets kinda boring when nothing has changed and, you readers would be able to guess what was going to happen all the time. So, enjoy, and please comment, review, rate, whatever you wanna do. :D

P.S. I don't like to go into detail to tell you things most of you already know, and if you don't already know them, then it's best I don't tell you.

PPS In mine-since I'll do what I like- Tobi(Obito) and Madara are both in control of the Akatsuki-lead by the later of the two. Also, Madara has already found a way to keep young, but not like that creeper Orochimaru-No little kids or young adults involved. XP

"OK, deal." I highly doubted I'd like the guy anyway, but at least I would probably learn a few things from my father. "Now how are we going to make me disappear?" I asked with a mischievous smirk.

We discussed my 'kidnapping' while preparing dinner. Father had decided that he would forge the kidnapper's note; what it would say though, I hadn't the slightest idea. Over dinner-which was amazing having two good cooks instead of only one- I fully expressed how upset I was at leaving. He said he understood, and told me how he felt when he had left the village. I argued that he had left feeling that it was the right thing to do, but he, in turn, said that I was doing the same thing.

"You only agreed to come after I told you of my intentions. If I had given you the options without any consequences, you would have chosen to stay."

I had to agree. "But would you have really done something to hurt the village, or would you have done it to hurt me?"

"Both are the same. No, I would not have done anything to hurt you physically, but by hurting your village, I would have successfully hurt you. Even if I had decided to attack your reputation, it still would have come around to hurt them as well." He's almost as sneaky as me; always having a way around everything, yet still coming to the same conclusion.

After dinner, I took him around the house; he had asked to see the changes and since he doubted much had remained the same since he had lived here, I showed him everything. He was quite pleased with most of the layout; the only thing he had objected to was all of the pictures of himself as a child and young adult.

"I remember my mother forcing us to stand still while someone drew these, that's why many are only sketches; we didn't have the patience to stand long enough for the artist to paint them." He said remembering the occasions.

"I think they're sweet." I said looking at one of him and Izuna sitting together as toddlers, with their mother kneeling behind them. "I guess being an only child makes me want a little sibling rivalry, or someone to really know and understand. I've not really had much want for parental figures; between Kakashi, Sakura and Ino, and the Suna siblings, I've always had someone to watch over me. But it really is nice to know I do have a real father." I finished smiling at him.

"I left the master bedroom open, if you'd like to borrow it. It's really too big for me, so I took a smaller one." I said leading him down the hall. Once we got to his room for the night, I turned to go to my own, but he followed me. As I walked into my own room, he stopped at the door and looked around.

"This was my room growing up. Do you know who lived here last?" He asked.

"Probably Itatchi. He was the oldest of the two." I replied, knowing he would understand; Itatchi did work for him, after all.

"Don't forget to pack tonight, because I plan to leave around four thirty, and if you don't have everything you want, then it stays here."

I laughed at his warning, turning around to face him. "You sound like you've been a father for some time. I understand though." I said nodding, then walking to my closet. I looked up to the top shelf where Kakashi had placed my suitcase. Knowing I couldn't reach it normally, I jumped grabbing onto the top rail and pulling myself up so that I could grab the handle. Once I had retrieved it I turned to place it on the bed and saw that he was still standing in the doorway. "What?" I asked questioning the raised eyebrow on his face.

"You could have asked for help."

"No, I couldn't. I didn't need help, so why would I ask for it?" He shrugged smirking. He was trying to get me worked up again; so that's where I got it from. "And don't say it's because I'm short, because I'm not; I'm just vertically challenged." I said jokingly.

He continued to watch as I packed, noting that my style seemed to vary quite a bit. I told him were I got the inspirations from, and he smirked. "So, what you're saying is, you have no sense of style, so you're copying others'?"

"No, I just happen to like what I've seen on other people. Is it a bad thing to want to look like my parents sometimes?" I asked seriously.

"No, I guess not." He said smirking again. "I'll wake you up early. We'll get breakfast on the way; I don't want to waste any time." And with that he finally left me to myself.

AN: Sorry these took so long, but SENIOR YEAR! :C With all the homework, I'll probably only post on Fridays and weekends, but I'll try to put up more than one at a time. :D