The son of Kakashi

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(h/c)-hair color
(h/l)-hair length
(y/n)-your name
Your age is 11

Top is how you look when you leave your house
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Being the son of Kakashi Hatake wasn't easy. Always having to live up expectations upon a young age was definitely tiring. It wasn't like you wanted to be strong but more as you needed to be strong, why? Because due to the long amount of time Kakashi had his sharingan it somehow modified within his genes making you somewhat of an uchiha. So everyday it was wake up, get dressed, eat, waste the next 10 to 20 minutes watching tv (they have that right?) Then have Anbu come to train you it was a pretty normal thing for you I mean you weren't complaining though before this set schedule life was easy even..normal but now Y/N l/n has some complicating problems and this is his tale
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Hyodo: Lord y/n get up your morning meal is ready

Y/n: a c-couple more minutes please

Hyodo: lord y/n dont you remember tommorow is the day to honor your grandma

Y/n: o-oh yeah

Y/N turned, slightly pushing his blankets off of him. He basically was the man of the house considering no one knew of his father only his mother, though she was more kept to herself.

Hyodo: remember lord y/n before you go to eat pray if not the next generation of ( I'm making this clan up) the Minatsuki clan may be push-overs

Y/n: eh not my problem, if they do ill easily be the strongest

Hyodo: I highly doubt that my lord

Y/n: well keep your doubts watch I'm gonna make our idiotic clan rule the world!

Hyodo: I do recommend you dont say that aloud my lord you will easily be dishonored

Y/n: eh not my problem

Slowly I put on my pure white kimono my clan the "Minatsuki's" were known as masters of the sword.

Supposedly some idiotic prophecy claimed that each 600 years a rare child will be born he himself could rival a tailed beast.

Y/N: yeah right

Slowly I walked out of my room and down the halls of my home and into the kitchen. Once there I sat down at the table and watched as kieko(kie as in pie, ko as in no) set down the plates full of breakfast.

Mother: I hope you love it my child after all it is your favorite

Y/n: oh trust me I'm gonna eat it all!

I started to thrust my fork into my breakfast, but before I was able to my personal guard Hyodo stopped me.

Hyodo: oh, no your don't!

He quickly snatched the fork away from my hand. I shot him a 'what the hell' look and he instantly started explaining.

Hyodo: lord Minatsuki you must pray first. Only then you can enjoy Kieko's amazing cooking.

Y/n: aww come on why should I  pray when I haven't in the past month. I mean the food keeps comin'

Hyodo: you never know my lord maybe one day the legend could be born and grant us great warriors while you will stay weak. It wont be good for your generation

Y/n: you think I care this so proclaimed 'God' has probably forgotten about this clan you think I wanted to be the heir to this clan well think again!

Mother: my child you must pr-

Y/n: Tell me mom did dad pray?!?!

I stared at my own hands shocked did I really say that