Fifteen years later...

"Kikyo, stop aiming that kunai to your brother's head." Sakura admonished her 17-year-old first born.

"But Mother, we were just practicing." Kikyo whined but stopped.

Sakura looked sharply at her 14-year-old son, Kota - her miniature Kakashi, not just in appearance but also in personality. "And didn't I tell you to stop being a live target to your sister?"

"Mother, O-nechan, can't even hit me one time."

She snorted. Kikyo is their first born, whatever Kakashi knows, he taught them all to her. It's more like Kikyo is not trying to hurt her brother. She looked at sternly at her second born. "Kota." Sakura's dangerously low voice made him shut up.

"Mother!" a 12-year-old Namiko who inherited his father looks but had his mother's eyes. "Kazumi is trying to tag along in our mission."

Sakura sighed and turned to her son, "Namiko, go. I don't want you to be late. It's rude. I'll take care of your sister." Namiko nodded and Sakura entered the house, where her 9-year-old is sulking.

"Kazumi." Sakura called her daughter, who is another clone of her father. "Do not do that again, okay? Your brother is going to be late. Just wait for a few more years and you will start the academy."

"Yes, Mother." Kazumi sulked and walked towards the room she shares with Kikyo.

Sakura sighed when she heard her 5-year-old Yuno cried from the other side of the room. She's overwhelmed by the chaos in her home, and it's not even 8:00 AM.

"Sakura?" Kakashi's voice called out to her.

"Kakashi." She called out to her husband. As soon as Kakashi saw her tired face, he directed her to the couch.

"You rest, okay?" he said, then heard the cry of his youngest. "I'll take care of the kids."

Sakura gave him a small smile. She's so tired trying to get them all in line. In all the years that she had been married to Kakashi, she had no regrets, well aside from popping Hatakes, one after the other.

She gave Kikyo a smile as she handed her a warm tea. "Thank you, Kikyo."

"Anything for you, Mother." The pink-haired beauty told her with a smile. She never thought that Kakashi's face will suit the femininity that their first born embodies, but Kikyo's beauty rival her own father's.

Out of the five children she had, only Kikyo and Namiko got something from her. Kota, Kazumi and Yuno got all their features from Kakashi. Sometimes, its hard to differentiate one from the other, if not for their ages.

"Kikyo, kindly care for your sister for a moment." Kakashi said to his oldest, who is surprisingly in the house. Usually, she left for missions that were thrown at her left and right. ANBU is trying to get her, with her natural talent in ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, and healing one can really point out and see who her parents are. "Your mother needs to rest."

"Yes, Father." Kikyo said to her father. "You rest too, Father, you just came back from your mission." Kikyo advised.

"I will, Kikyo. Thank you."

Kakashi settle down next to Sakura. He pulled her closer to her. "And that's the last mission, I'll ever go to."

"Good. I need someone to help me here. All your kids are stubborn, just like you." Sakura said.

"Well, you love them stubborn, right? Kami just gave you a herd."

Sakura playfully smack his arm. And Kakashi laughed, he pressed his forehead against hers.His hand holding hers, he can feel the rings he gave her fifteen years ago.

"I miss you, wife." he said. Placing a soft kiss to her lips.

"I miss you too, husband." she smiled.

Sakura leaned her head in Kakashi's shoulder. Soaking the warmth of his presence and the noise coming for the rowdy children.

It was a good life, after all.