Reminiscing

Nami smiled as they travelled though the country sides enjoying the smell of fresh air and new environments, even if she could see or hear them. Walking beside Kakashi. The three genin were bombarding her with questions, even though she couldn't hear them her chakra could easily pick up the mouth movements, so she answered accordingly. Kakashi sighed, enjoying the walk.. The mission would almost be over. And it wouldn't be long until they were at their destination then on their way back home. He would have to call a meeting with the hokage about this.. About Nami going back into ANBU, of course she would have to start from the beginning and prove herself worthy of being in black ops even if she was former member and one of the highest rank ANBU in the village beside him and a few others. Hearing Naruto and sasuke begin to fight he ignored them both, before hearing Nami step in and begin to reason with them. Talking to them about how fighting wasn't good for the team and what not,

Kakashi smiled at the thought, Nami was so much like him and his late wife in some ways, her appearance was mix of his and her mother's. Yet her abilities were outstandingly like his, having the same chakra affinities as him she was kind and soft like her mother but cold and serious like he was in battle. She was a perfect combination of all good Traits between him and his late wife.

Nami smiled began to talk to Sakura, sometimes even just rambling on about random things like home and her life, even mentioning her sister. Kakashi sighed at the reminder of his oldest and other daughter. The girl had been so string and helpful to her mother before she died.. How he missed his other two girls so much, he couldn't get away from the Empty feeling he felt when he thought or talked about the two girls he lost. But the thought of having Nami with him everyday seemed to help him feel better, he had the supposed weakest and most helpless of all the kids on the village, but I truth he had the strongest, the most willed and happiest. He could deny the fact that Nami was string, not only in the shinobi world with her techniques and such but in general as well, she never let what people say or do get to her or even affect her way of life, she never let her disabilities get to her and bring her down, instead she used these disadvantages and made them useful. He didn't know how she did it, but she did and he couldn't be any more proud of the girl he raised.

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