---Prologue---

(In this part, Kakashi never used to wear his mask. And I know this story doesn't exactly fit in with the time that events in Kakashi's life (that Kishi has told us about) happened, so bear with me ^^ arigatou & enjoy)

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'Daddy!' I giggled as I was lifted into the air by my father. My older brother, Kakashi rolled his eyes at me as Dad set me down.

'Are you jwewous big bwother?' I teased. Kakashi shook his head.

'No! Why would I be?' He demanded, pouting. I poked my tongue out at him.

'Because you're not getting hugsies from Daddy!' I giggled again.

'Breis, stop being mean to your brother,' Dad laughed, ruffling my hair.

'Breis, Kakashi, Sakumo! Dinner!' A voice called. We all stopped and Kakashi and and I both raced each other inside. I was only two at the time and Kakashi was four, so I think you can take a guess at who won.

We both sat down on the floor, kneeling by the table as our mother served up the dinner. Dad followed us in and sat down, kissing Mom's cheek as she sat down too. Her face was similar to my brother's kind, gentle and always happy, her eyes seemed to laugh and tell their own story, she had eyes that never lied.

'Tuck in you two,' she laughed, her voice filling the room with joy. 'You too, Sakumo,' she urged Dad. We all tucked in and within minutes, the dinner was gone. We had many dinners like that, and we were happy, so very happy. But then Mom got sick, she stayed in bed a lot. Kakashi and I weren't allowed in to see her.

'She's asleep now,' Dad would say, or 'She doesn't want you to catch her cold,'

It kept on like that for a few months before one rainy night, we were told that Mommy had gone away, and she wouldn't be coming back. Of course I didn't understand but Kakashi kinda grasped it. From that day on, he wore this stupid mask, never really taking it off, only to eat but he'd eat away from Dad and I. Dad coped well, though he'd have an occasional break down. He tried to be there for us but he started going on more missions. Kakashi started at the Academy and before I knew it, I'd be joining up too. I was now five and Kakashi was seven.

I remember one night, Dad came home, looking really down, worse than when I'd ever seen him. Kakashi was out late training. So I asked Dad what was wrong, he told me about a mission he'd taken on, that had gone wrong. He said he'd let everyone down and that he was sorry.

'Don't be silly Dad! You're the greatest Shinobi in the village! You're the legendary White Fang, a hero!' I smiled weakly at him, hugging him.

'That's exactly what you're Mom would've said to me, Breis. I really wish she was here right now, I miss her. I bet you kids must really miss her too, right?' He asked. I nodded slowly before Dad pulled me into a hug.

'Listen to me Breis, I want you to be strong, okay? And I want you to listen to your brother, do what he tells you, okay? Now you've gotta promise me that you will, okay?' He said looking me in the eyes. I had no idea what or why he was saying this but I promised him all the same.

'That's my girl,' he said, planting a kiss on my forehead. He got up and left me, standing in the room. I went to my room and carved some kunai until I heard a loud smash.

I ran out of my room and into the large spare room, where Mom had once kept all her precious valuables. I stood there shocked and horrified by what I saw. An empty bottle of sake lay smashed into a million pieces on the floor. I saw Dad, standing in the centre of the room, looking a bit wobbly and shaky, he was holding something in his hand...I rushed in and stood in front of him.

'Daddy!' I yelled. But I was too late, whatever he had been holding was sharp, and he'd already drove it into his chest. He cried out and dropped to his knees. I tried to support him and stop him from falling over but I found that I couldn't hold his weight, and also, something hot, sticky and wet was now all over me. I knew what it was and I knew what my Dad had done. It was his blood. He fell through my arms and landed on the wooden floor with a thud. I screamed and burst out crying, getting to the floor and crying over my Dad's dead body. Lighting flashed and thunder boomed outside, as I sat crying over the body of the White Fang. The rain came down and I lay down on the floor and nuzzled into his cold body, crying silently to myself.

'Help me, help my Daddy,' I whispered, sobbing. The storm outside continued violently and I heard someone come through the front door. I sobbed silently to myself, my eyes wide open as I lay in my dead father's arms, covered in his blood.

'Breis! Dad! I'm home!' My brother called. I didn't answer, I couldn't find any words to say after what I had just witnessed.

'Dad? I need to talk to you! And Breis, where are you, sis?' He called again. I heard his footsteps and sobbed a bit louder. Kakashi must've heard because he came rushing in.

'Dad? Breis?' He asked, sliding the door back slowly. I sobbed again and I heard Kakashi gasp.

'BREIS!' He yelled running towards me. He fell to my side, looking at me in horror.

'Breis! What happened hear?!' He demanded angrily. I stared into space and then he realised what I must've seen and lived through.

'Oh Breis,' he said softy, holding his hand out to me. I looked at it blankly and he gently tried to pull me out of Dad's arms. By now the tears were streaming down his cheeks too, but he refused to break down in front of me, holding in his cries and sobs. He eventually freed me from Dad's arms and he pulled me into his own arms and rocked me backwards and forwards.

'Breis, I'm so sorry, I should've been here. I'll never let you live through anything like that again, I promise,' he whispered hugging me tightly.

I just continued to stare into space, thinking of his final moments...

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'Argh!' I gasped, sitting up in a cold sweat. I took a few deep breaths before calming down.

'Go back to sleep Breis, it's just a bad dream...' A deep voice came from the darkness. I nodded.

'I know,' I replied, my voice icy and cold. I laid back down and turned, drifting back to sleep...