You were the daughter of Orochimaru, something you hated more than anything. When you were a teenager you escaped your father and with the help of Jiraiya you were introduced into the Hidden Leaf Village. Most were distrustful of you and it was a long time till you were accepted. Kakashi though, had never treated you any different because of who your father was. It was easy to become close to him.

Years later your father attacked the village, it seemed that he had inside information before the attack. Despite you never contacting him and hating him all fingers were pointed at you. Any trust you had gained from the village had disappeared in a moment despite there not being much evidence to blame you, rather there was only a lack of any other suspects.

What you didn't expect was for Kakashi to agree with everyone.

As you were handcuffed and dragged away to a cell you looked at him with wide eyes but he only turned away looking disappointed. It broke your heart. In the cell you sat staring at the wall until you heard footsteps. Looking up you saw Kakashi stand in front of the bars.

"How could you do this?" His voice sounded so hurt.