Hello, people. First thing: I'm Brazilian, so my native language is Portuguese. You need to be patient with me. All English stories I wrote were just translations from my others fanfictions. That's the first one I write in English. Everybody understood? Good.

Second: this will NOT be a KakaFemNaru or whatever. I like the pairing – no, I don't have nothing against Yaoi -, but this time it's just Daddy!Kaka and, you could say, CuteTinySmartLonely!FemNaru (ridiculous say like this, I know).

Third: review, people. I need to know what you think about it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the other characters. Masashi Kishimoto does. I wanted to, but he wouldn't sell to me! *cry anime style*

Tag, you're it!

By Amaryllis Namikaze

Prologue

"What?"

Kakashi stared at the old Hokage. Had he listened right? Or was he getting crazy?

"Exactly what I said, Kakashi" the Sandaime replied patiently, as if knowing his reaction would be that. "You're retiring from ANBU."

"But, sir…" Kakashi stuttered, not understanding the words well. Why was that happening? He did all his missions perfectly, all of them successful. Why was the Hokage kicking him out of the organization?

"The problem, Kakashi, is not your success rate, that is good. The problem is about how much time you spent doing these missions."

"You want me to do it faster?" The silver-haired man never felt so dumb in all his seventeen years of life.

The old man in front of him didn't even blink.

"No, I want you to quit, as I said before."

"B-but why?

Kakashi couldn't even remember the last time he stuttered so pathetically. Probably before his father committed suicide, since he became cold as ice as after that.

"I need a favor from you, actually."

A favor?, the silver-haired man thought. The Hokage didn't ask favors to ninjas, he ordered. What could he, a simple ANBU – or well, Jounin, now – do for him?

"I'm sure you know who Uzumaki Kori is?"

Kakashi froze.

How could he not? He had listened his sensei babble about "his baby" during months, saying how pretty she would be, or how strong he would. He heard Minato-sensei complaining about Kushina, who ate weird food combinations in the middle of the night. Kakashi was even waked up by a moody Uzumaki Kushina at 3a.m because Minato wouldn't get up and buy her banana pie with eggs.

"What about her?" He asked rather abruptly.

"She'll be three in four weeks. She is Minato's daughter, yet she doesn't even meet you once."

"I…"

Sarutobi raised his hand, stopping Kakashi. "I know why you never met her. It'd be too much, it'd be too difficult for you. I understood at the moment. However, it's time to let go."

"Let go? How can I let go?" Kakashi stood up. He knew he shouldn't talk like that to his superior, but he was so furious with what the Sandaime said. "Minato-sensei took care of me since I was a child, since my father… died. He stayed by my side even when I was an idiot brat! How can I let him go? Or Kushina? Or Obito? Or Rin?"

"Calm down, Kakashi, I didn't mean like that and you know it. Sit down. What I meant to say is that you don't have a life of your own. You do four missions per week, and when you're not doing, you're at the Memorial. This isn't healthy."

"So what? I don't have family alive anyway…" He crossed his arms.

The Hokage sighed. "But have friends. Maito Gai always stops by here to ask about you, saying something about rivals and youthful flames. Asuma does as well since he came back. Genma is your friend, Kurenai is, Anko is. All of them."

Kakashi felt like a kid being scolded. Have he been so much a brat in the last years? Analyzing, he realized that missed Gai and his flames, Asuma and his cigarette, Genma and his senbons, Kurenai and her "Ice Queen attitude" – damn, he even missed Anko and her craziness!

"Right. I, Hatake Kakashi, quit Ansatsu Senjutsu Tokushu Butai."

"Good."

Kakashi frowned. The Hokage was still looking at him, waiting for something. He hesitated, and then asked.

"What about… Kori?"

It was a little hard to pronounce her name. Not the name itself, but its meaning. Kakashi saw Kori just once – right after the Yondaime died. At the time, she was a tiny little thing, wrapped in fluff, white blankets, yet looked like her father so much that it was impossible to ignore. Would she still be like that? Would she still be blonde with blue eyes?

"She's at the hospital."

Kakashi felt a strange urge to run. Weird reaction.

"Some men beat her yesterday. That's one of the reasons I'm asking this favor."

Kakashi just sat there in silence.

"I want you to adopt her."

Kakashi blinked. Again. And again.

"What?"

And this is exactly where our story started.