My Father is Kakashi Hatake (Naruto Fanfiction)

Chapter 5- Training with daddy

(Kasumi's POV)

After dinner, I showered and laid down in bed, which is where I am now. I spent hourse just laying down thinking about random stuff until something came to mind.

I thought about who's going to be in my ninja squad, and what kind of missions I'll be doing. Most likely D-ranks, since that's what mom told me that's what she did when she first became a genin. Speaking of mom being a genin, I wonder what it was like being on the fourth hokage's ninja squad. Mom told me about her and Kakashi hating each other back then, and her being best friends with the other two genins in the squad. Rin and Obito were their names. Tragic story to both of them. I can't imagine what mom and dad went through, and what the fourth hokage went through also. He was, after all, their sensei. Tragic story to him too.

Dad told me about the nine-tails attack, and how the fourth hokage died saving the village. The story seemed to be missing something; I know it. It just doesn't fit together, like a puzzle missing a piece. The picture will never be complete without that piece. I've tried thinking about what's missing, but I just couldn't seem to figure it out. My last resort would be to break into the hokage's office and check the classified information scrolls, but I don't think that would be a good idea. I could get into big trouble for that.

"Sumi-chan," I heard a small voice say. I opened my eyes and turned to my right. There stood Rosie, looking wide awake. I propped my elbow onto the bed and placed my head into my hand.

"What's wrong, Rosie?" I asked her. She sniffed and rubbed one of her eyes.

"I can't sleep. I'm afraid," she told me. I creased my eyebrows together.

"Afraid of what?" I questioned, worried for her.

"The bad dreams. They always come," she replied. I sat up and placed her on my lap, making her face me.

"What are the bad dreams about?"

"Mommy and daddy."

I sighed and ran my hands through her hair, pushing her into my chest.

"When did this start?" I asked her. She shook her head and whined, indicating that she didn't want to say.

"C'mon, you can tell me. I promise I'll take the bad dreams away," I assured her.

".........When mommy and daddy died."

I glanced down at her.

"Ty-lee couldn't help you?" I asked her, confused as to why Rosie still has bad dreams with Ty-lee around. I figured the older sister would comfort the little sister in times of need, even if the older sister is a stuck up brat.

"Ty-oniisan has bad dreams too. She used to stay up all night, and I didn't want to bother her with my bad dreams," Rosie told me. I sighed and shook my head at her.

"Don't do that anymore, okay? It's not healthy, especially for someone your age," I scolded. "If you're still not comfortable with telling her, you can come to me, alright?" I felt her nod her head.

"Good. Now lay down for a bit. I'm going to get something," I told her while getting up. She muttered a small "okay" and complied to my request. I grabbed a flashlight and walked out of my room and down to the basement. Damn, it's so creepy here, and I'm a ninja for god sakes!

*rattle*

I squeaked and pointed the light at the sound. I caught a glimpse of a rat scuttling under one of the loose floorboards, making me shiver. That damn thing scared the crap out of me! I shook my head and continued forward, looking for one specific box. I found it in a corner, stacked above some other boxes. I opened it and got out a book that mom used to read to me when I had a bad dream. This thing's meant for them.