Kakashi

You're married to him. Everything was fine for the first year, but then... You were from a fairly well-known clan with powerful ninja techniques. And many wanted to get your hands on them. But no matter how they tormented your clanmates, they didn't say a word. And then they started to piss off husbands and wives. And then some people started telling stories. You told Kakashi about it, offering to make it look like you'd disappear for a while. He wasn't particularly pleased, and an argument ensued. He said the strong and the plane would protect you, while you insisted on being on the safe side. In the end, he said, "Well, go wherever you want," in the heat of an argument. A year and one month passed, which you spent in your clan's mountain village, where you learned you were pregnant with Kakashi's child. Nine months later, a boy was born, a spitting image of his father, with dark eyes and ash-blond hair. He barely cried and was generally a calm child. You named him Sakumo. When the baby was four months old and had gotten stronger, you decided to return to the village. Upon arrival, I reported to the Hokage. Tsunade was pleased to see you, as strong ninjas never interfere. I returned to my small house and tidied up. The baby was sleeping in the cradle on a small porch overlooking a modest courtyard. When you finished, a light rain started to fall. You moved the cradle back into the bedroom and sat down on the sofa. The rain pounded the windows and roof. You involuntarily closed your eyes and breathed out in relief. There was a knock at the door. You went to the door and opened it. Kakashi's friend, Might Guy, was standing there with a smile on his face. You chatted a little about life, asking about what happened while you were gone. The topic turned to Kakashi. Sakumo quietly began to cry, and then Guy was seriously surprised.

•Is this a child? Is it Kakashi's?