Chapter 1 - The illegitimate Hatake Save The suicidal Sakumo

___________________

In the 38th year of Konoha's calendar, the Second Great Ninja War had officially ended—well, kind of. Officially, it was over, but in typical ninja fashion, smaller skirmishes were still popping up here and there like bad reruns.

Konohagakure, being one of the five great shinobi villages, wasn’t exactly kicking back with tea and dumplings. They were still juggling attacks from multiple hidden villages, all while trying to pretend like everything was under control. Spoiler: it wasn’t.

Now, during the war, Konohagakure had churned out some serious headline-makers—legends whose names were whispered throughout the Ninja World.

Take the "Konohagakure Sannin" trio, for example. Sure, the title was kind of a backhanded compliment from Hanzo of the Salamander after he kicked their butts, but hey, branding is branding!

Even if your title comes from the guy who beat you, if it sticks, it sticks. You could say the Sannin were the shinobi version of influencers—except with more ninja stars and less Instagram filters.

Then there was Hatake Sakumo, also known as "Konoha’s White Fang." This guy was so feared that enemy villages had an official rule: “If you see White Fang, run.”

No shame.

Full-on sprint in the opposite direction. It didn’t even count as a mission failure. That’s when you know you’ve made it big—when running away from you becomes a legitimate tactic.

But, as the old ninja saying goes: “What goes up, must fall faster than a shinobi after a bad summoning jutsu.”

On this very day, the once-mighty Grim Reaper of Konohagakure, White Fang Sakumo, went from village hero to… well, let’s just say the villagers were preparing some pretty spicy memes about him.

The reason?

In a heart-wrenching plot twist, Sakumo had done the unthinkable—he abandoned a mission to save his comrades.

Now, you’d assume that’d get him a standing ovation, right? Wrong.

Apparently, the higher-ups in Konohagakure were sipping some extra-strong tea that morning, because they branded him a failure for putting human lives over mission success. You know, just the usual priorities.

And because bad opinions travel faster than ninja on caffeine, even the civilians caught wind of the disapproval. Before you knew it, people were whispering about Sakumo over their ramen like he’d just botched the village talent show.

One day you’re the village’s golden boy, and the next, you’re the guy they blame when their ramen broth is too salty.

Over at Konohagakure Academy, sitting on the steps like they were starring in their own mini soap opera, were two pint-sized white-haired kids—no older than five.

One had a face so serious, you’d think someone just told him there was a pop quiz on chakra theory, while the other, a bit more mischievous-looking, had half his face wrapped in cloth like he was a pint-sized ninja bandit.

“Hey, Kakashi, heard about our dad?” asked the kid with the cloth, cutting through the awkward silence like a shuriken through butter.

Kakashi, ever the picture of brooding seriousness, kept his head down, staring into the abyss of his tiny five-year-old existence.

For someone who had entered the ninja academy at age four and was already topping his class, he had the vibe of a kid who knew too much—like, way too much.

The weight of the world was heavy on this one, or at least the weight of some serious family drama.

The bandit kid sighed dramatically. “Man, you’d think saving people would get you a medal, but nope. Welcome to Konoha—where missions are sacred, and feelings are overrated!”

He gave a half-hearted chuckle, but even he knew it was a rough time for his half-brother.

Kakashi finally spoke, voice low and grave. “Yeah... heard about it.”

He didn’t need to say more. They both knew what came next. The whispers, the rumors, and the side glances from every ninja wannabe in the academy. Even a five-year-old could sense when things were about to go from bad to worse.

As the eldest son of the Hatake clan and an all-around prodigy, Kakashi was all too aware of the rumors swirling around his father in the village.

But instead of addressing them, he kept his emotions locked up tighter than a forbidden scroll. Stoic? Check. Emotionally distant? Double check.

“I’m heading home,” Kakashi muttered, a small grin flickering on his lips before he leapt down the stairs with the grace of someone who’d been training ninja flips since birth.

“Hey, wait up! Just because you're the future patriarch of the Hatake clan doesn’t mean you can just leave me hanging like a forgotten kunai!” the other boy, Hatake Miblade, called after him, leaping down with way more enthusiasm than Kakashi had.

The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

“We’re practically brothers—we should talk about all this family stuff!”

Now, the thing was, Kakashi wasn’t exactly a fan of Miblade. Sure, they were close in age—just a few days apart—but Kakashi still wasn’t too thrilled with the fact that Miblade was the son of his father’s... other woman.

Yeah, talk about ninja-level awkward. Like, forget stealth missions—this was the real challenge.

And while Kakashi had earned himself the title of “prodigy,” graduating from the academy at five, becoming a chunin at six, and likely aiming to conquer the world by twelve, nothing in his ninja training had prepared him for dealing with this kind of family drama.

They don’t exactly cover “awkward half-brothers” in the curriculum.

Meanwhile, Miblade, bless him, knew his half-brother wasn’t the easiest guy to bond with. Kakashi had a serious face that looked like it was carved from stone, paired with a calm demeanor that masked a heart more fragile than an undercooked rice ball.

But Miblade, being the eternal optimist, figured even geniuses couldn’t dodge the emotional baggage that came with messy family trees, right?

“You know,” Miblade continued, walking alongside Kakashi like he wasn’t getting the cold shoulder, “if you ever wanna chat about this whole ‘secret family’ thing, I’m your guy. I’m great at deep talks—just ask anyone!”

Kakashi gave him a sideways glance. “Pretty sure the only thing deep about you is how deep you dig yourself into trouble.”

Miblade grinned. “Trouble? Nah, I like to think of it as ‘adventure with consequences.’ Keeps life interesting!”

Kakashi sighed. “Why are you like this?”

Miblade shrugged, eyes twinkling. “I dunno, blame genetics. We've got the same dad, after all.”

Kakashi paused. "Don't remind me."

Well, you’re probably wondering how Mi Blade knows all this stuff. Plot twist: Mi Blade remembers his previous life. Yep, reincarnation! And no, he wasn’t some hardcore anime fan either.

In fact, in his last life, Mi Blade was just your average Joe living in the Great Heaven Dynasty (let’s just call it modern-day China with extra flair).

And before you ask, no, he didn’t binge-watch anime like some superfan. In fact, he barely even got through the big three shounen series—especially Naruto.

As a '90s kid, he caught a few episodes of Naruto when it aired on TV, right after school. You know, one episode a week, classic weekend ritual—just enough to keep him guessing for the next seven days. But by the time junior high hit? Homework, exams, and, well, life happened.

The poor guy got too busy to keep up. Eventually, as an adult, he’d catch the occasional episode when boredom struck, or when some streaming service dangled Naruto in front of him like a carrot. But binge-watching? Nah, that wasn’t his style.

So yeah, Mi Blade's knowledge of Naruto lore? Let’s just say... “spotty” at best. He knew the basics, sure—like who was who, and the fact that Naruto yells a lot.

And then there were those online theories—oh boy, the theories. Netizens had a way of turning even the simplest plot point into a 40-page dissertation.

But Mi Blade wasn’t here for all that. He did remember one crucial thing, though: Danzo? Yeah, definitely not the kind of guy you’d invite to a barbecue. As for everything else in the ninja world? Well, he was still figuring it out on the fly.

Now, about this current life—Mi Blade happens to be the second son of the Hatake family. And not just any Hatake family, oh no.

This is the prestigious clan where they hand out white hair and sword skills like party favors. But here's the kicker: Mi Blade? He's the family’s “black sheep,” their little... oops.

You see, he’s actually an illegitimate child. His mom? Not Hatake Sakumo’s official partner, oh no—way juicier than that. She’s Uchiha Muko, a mysterious woman from that Uchiha clan, home to all the famous red-eyed, Sharingan-wielding drama queens.

So yeah, Mi Blade’s got quite the complicated family tree. On one side, the cool-as-ice Hatake's, and on the other? The always-ready-for-drama Uchiha's. Talk about pulling from both ends of the genetic lottery.

Here’s how it all went down. Uchiha Muko joined Sakumo’s squad and, let’s just say, she didn’t just admire him—she had a full-on poster-of-him-in-her-room crush.

Major crush territory, like, "I can’t believe he just smiled at me!" levels of obsession.

Then, during one of their missions, things got a little too close for comfort. Fast forward, and voilà—Mi Blade made his grand entrance into the world!

Now, you’d think Muko would go all dramatic, right? Maybe cry a river, raise a scandal, or at least throw a tantrum about how unfair life was.

But nope! Instead of storming into Sakumo's official family and waving her hands in a dramatic fashion like some soap opera star, she decided to return to the Uchiha clan and raise Mi Blade all on her own. Talk about a plot twist! No Hatake surname for him, and definitely no Uchiha name either.

Why? Well, the Uchiha clan, despite being a prideful bunch with enough arrogance to fill a stadium, were surprisingly chill about mixing with outsiders occasionally.

They figured, “We’ve got this legendary Sharingan power; what’s a little genetic potluck?” So, they weren't totally against the idea of a half-blood running around.

But for Muzi, things were a bit more complicated. I mean, come on—she had already disgraced her family by having an illegitimate child. Lucky for her, she wasn’t exiled from the clan (can you imagine? “Pack your bags, you’re outta here!”).

So, there was no way she was slapping the prestigious Uchiha name on this “wild child” with mystery paternity.

I mean, an Uchiha woman giving birth to a kid without a proper family tree? That was the kind of scandal that would make the juiciest gossip magazines! Total insult to Uchiha pride!

Now, unless Muzi managed to track down Mi Blade’s father, give him a good beat down, drag him back to the Uchiha clan, and force him to apologize while begging to use the Uchiha name, there was no chance that was happening.

But let’s be real—Muzi was so head-over-heels for Sakumo Hatake, there was no way she was going to expose Mi Blade’s dad. So for the first two years of his life, Mi Blade just kind of floated around like some kind of ghost child within the Uchiha clan, without a proper surname.

Imagine him wandering around, “Hey, I'm Mi Blade! Call me whatever you want, just not ‘Late for Dinner!’

Ah, the life of a child without a family name. Truly a unique way to grow up!

Rumors, it turns out, spread faster than a ninja on a caffeine high. One fine day, someone spotted Mi Blade with his shock of white hair and, naturally, jumped to the most logical conclusion:

“He must be Jiraiya’s son!”

I mean, come on, Jiraiya-sama had white hair, was single, and, oh yeah, had a notorious reputation as a perv. So it was only natural that he might have sweet-talked an innocent Uchiha girl into some awkward shenanigans.

Classic Jiraiya!

Now, you might wonder why nobody first thought he was Sakumo Hatake’s kid. Well, that’s simple: Sakumo was the honorable family man type, the kind who would rather take out a thousand enemies than have a scandal.

It just didn’t add up.

And as for Mi Blade being some random ninja's kid? No way! A powerful woman from the mighty Uchiha clan wouldn’t just fall for your average run-of-the-mill ninja.

Nope, it had to be Jiraiya. The logic was flawless...or at least, hilariously flawed!

Naturally, Jiraiya-sama wasn’t about to let this slander slide. As one of the legendary Sannin and a direct disciple of the Third Hokage, he couldn't let some wild gossip tarnish his oh-so-glamorous reputation.

I mean, can you imagine the daily snide remarks and whispers he faced every time he strutted into the Hokage building? “Look, it’s the Pervy Sage! Wonder how many Uchiha he’s wooed this week!” The struggle was real.

So, Jiraiya took matters into his own hands—cue dramatic detective music. He did a little sleuthing and eventually tracked down the source of the scandal.

Lo and behold, he found Sakumo Hatake, who was probably just trying to enjoy a quiet cup of tea when his life got turned upside down. Uchiha Muzi finally admitted that Mi Blade was, indeed, Sakumo’s son.

This revelation was like dropping a bomb in Konoha. Suddenly, gossip spread like wildfire—juicy enough to rival any soap opera! You could practically hear the gasps at the tea houses and training grounds.

“Did you hear? Sakumo Hatake, the honorable White Fang, is tangled up in an affair! Shocking!”

Every day, a group of brothers led by the ever-so-charismatic Mitarai Zixiao would poke fun at Sakumo’s situation.

“Ah, the mighty White Fang of Konoha—who would’ve thought a guy with bushy eyebrows and a straight-laced reputation would have an illegitimate child? What’s next, a dog named ‘Guilty’?”

As for Uchiha Muko, she met a rather unfortunate end on a mission. Hit by enemy ninjutsu, she didn’t make it back.

Talk about a dramatic exit! And so, Sakumo had no choice but to bring Mi Blade back to the Hatake household.

Enter Kakashi, who was already far too mature for his age and probably had an existential crisis over what it meant to be a Hatake. The kid his father just brought home was now the reason the family’s honor had taken a nosedive.

Kakashi couldn’t help but think, “Great, just great. Now I have to share my toys with the family scandal. Thanks, Dad!”

And so began the chaotic life of Mi Blade in the Hatake household, full of unexpected drama, uninvited rumors, and one very confused prodigy trying to figure it all out!