Chapter 7

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Time skip 1 month

It had been a day like any other in the last month, until one sole messenger bird of the Hokage shattered the small peace Chiasa had built for her loved ones and herself.

Careful not to disrupt the spar between Naruto and Sasuke or Sakura's meticulous practice of one of her new genjutsus, Chiasa wandered over to the silver-haired Jounin analysing the boys attentively.

Hatake Kakashi really had taken the training of his genin team more serious, just like he had promised her. There were still some instances where she had to mediate between the Jounin and the genin, but they were few and far in between. It had come to the point where she could trust the shinobi enough to leave her sharingan deactivated even outside of his apartment.

"Hatake."

She didn't need to say more, Kakashi having seen the messenger bird at the same time Chiasa had. Wordlessly, he tilted his head slightly in a silent understanding that he'd accompany the children home after training was over, the unruly silver hair fallen even more into his face than usual.

Kakashi would never admit that he felt unsettled as the ebony-haired kunoichi disappeared without a sound. Rationally, he knew that it had only been a matter of time until Chiasa would be called away for a mission, but with her and the genin around it was easy to give in to the illusion that she was an official part of Team 7 too, it was easy to believe that she wouldn't leave him.

Banishing those thoughts into the deepest corner of his mind, Kakashi returned to examine his team carefully.

He didn't want to think of an apartment missing the gentle warmth of a certain kunoichi. Didn't want to think about not seeing her first thing in the morning. Didn't want to remember a time where he was alone after a particular gruesome night terror.

'It will turn out okay,' he told himself, trying to convince himself that after that disastrous Council meeting a few days ago there wouldn't be another unwelcomed surprise

Flashback

Kakashi wasn't entirely sure how he had found himself in this position, when all he had wanted to do was to relax after the training of the little demons that made up his team.

Looking up from his Icha-Icha Paradise, his lone eye settled on the figure of a certain ebony-haired kunoichi. It was all her fault, really. She shouldn't have offered him to accompany her and Sasuke to another council meeting – the fourth one in a month – but here he was now. Perched on a chair engraved with the Hatake clan symbol in a room full of arrogant and cunning Clan Heads and Council members, enduring their condescending eyes. And all because he couldn't say no to onyx-coloured eyes.

"Now, if there's nothing else, I'll conclude this meeting over."

The third Hokage took a drag from his pipe, waiting for anyone to bring up another issue that needed the attention of the Council.

"I do have an urgent concern that I would like to address," Chiasa stated, eyes hard and unbending.

He still felt mesmerized every time the Uchiha opened her mouth, directing the conversation in which ever way she liked. The way she so easily demanded respect without having to threaten someone but simply because she held herself like it was her right, like it would be a sacrilege to treat her any differently.

"I am aware that it is long overdue and my only excuse is that I had other matters on my mind, but now that I and my brother have settled into the village once more"- Kakashi probably was the only one that knew that Chiasa was lying with a straight face, the Uchiha having done anything but settle back into Konoha; not if you considered the fact that she still left her sharingan activated outside of his apartment – "I would like to pay my respect to my fallen family. I would not have made this a matter of the Council if I had been able to locate the graves of my kin but sadly I can not. As Head of the Uchiha Clan, bear in mind one of Konoha's founding clans, I humbly ask to know the location of my fallen kin. As many of you understand, my clan's doujutsu is our legacy, it's ours to protect and care for, and I am unsettled about my lack of knowledge of its whereabouts. From my understanding, Hokage-sama, you supervised the burial of my clan whilst I was away."

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