[Four leaf]
Summary: Tales weaver. She's a demon from soragakure. He's a demon of Konohagakure. He's a demon from Sunagakure. But are they really demons?
The apartment of Asuma was so noisy this evening.
It was Asuma's birthday today, and his all jounin friends were gathered together for birthday party. (Honestly, more to eat.)
"Hmme.. I'm suddenly reminded of our times when we were still students." Guy muttered as he opened the cork of Champagne.
Both Asuma and Iruka frowned. "Why? It was just damn hard time."
"Yeah, yeah. So exhausting and hard time." Kakashi assisted as he took a bite of strawberry cake. "Senseis of our time were much more strict than those of nowadays."
"That's why kids are being spoiled." Guy commented juicily. Iruka chuckled, and Asuma muttered jokingly. "I don't think we have any right to speak it out."
"Kakashi has." Iruka giggled. "He fails every genin who becomes his student. I wonder why you've become a sensei, Kakashi."
"The reason: To filter them." Then all of them tittered_ but were soon interrupted by two irritated women.
"You four! Stop eating food yet!" Anko yelled as she came out from the kitchen and checked the boys.
"Yeah, can't you see we are still cooking?" Kurenai yelled angrily, too.
"..."
Making sheepish looks on their faces, the useless four males stopped gorging with food and stayed silent with arms crossed_ until suddenly somebody rang the bell from outside.
Everyone glanced at Asuma.
"Who is it? You've invited someone than rest of us?" Guy questioned.
"No. I don't know who it is." Blinking, Asuma stood up and walked to the door.
"Be careful. It can be a robber." Kurenai bluffed jokingly. Kakashi and Iruka chuckled. "Bunch of elite shinobi being afraid of robber. shame on us!"
Giggling, Asuma held the handle of the door and asked loudly.
"Who's this?"
"..." No answer.
The jounins exchanged glances. Then they all gulped as Asuma slowly opened the door_ only to find nobody standing in doorway.
"What the.." Murmuring quizzically, Asuma looked around the outside slowly. Nobody was seen.
Maybe just some little brat's mischief?
Grumbling, Asuma was just about to close the door when he noticed something on the doorstep. By the next moment he cried out loudly.
"...What the hell is this?-!"
"What? What is it?"
Everyone came out to see what happened, and soon they all had to be appalled.
"What the..."
There was a about three-year old little girl laid crouched on the doorstep, and as the jounins came out altogether, she looked up and stared at them with her large blue-green eyes.
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A serious silence flew in the room for minutes.
Only Kurenai and Anko were making noises, holding the girl and continuously exclaiming 'She's so cute!'.
The males were glaring at each other with serious looks. And Guy was the first to break the silence.
"..Well, Asuma. Can't you think of the girl's mother?"
"What do you mean?" A look of perplexity rose on Asuma's face.
"Well, since the person left the girl on your door step," Iruka spoke seriously and looked at Asuma straight. "You might be.. the biological father of the girl."
"And the person who left the girl may be your past-woman." Kakashi added.
At these remarks Kurenai and Anko's countenances changed.
Soon Asuma hollered out, enraged. "To hell with you! I kept pure and clean relationship with any women up to this time! How could I be somebody's father?"
"We were just joking." Guy and Iruka smiled mildly.
"I wonder what that 'pure and clean' relationship is.." Kakashi chuckled, and therefore hit his head by the cup Kurenai threw.
"Ok, so who is this girl?" Anko spoke cheerfully, stroking the girl's copper-pink hair. "Hey little sweetie, where's your mama?"
"She's so cute." Kurenai murmured as she made the girl sit on her knees.
Guy crossed his arms. "Wonder who is this girl's mother.. And why did she leave her daughter on Asuma's doorstep?"
"Maybe she thought Asuma would take care of the girl?" Iruka suggested.
"Who would think such a fellow like Asuma would make a good babysitter?" Kakashi snapped.
"What do you mean, Kakashi?" Asuma growled lowly.
"Yeah, maybe she just didn't know that this was Asuma's house. Perhaps she just chose a random.." Guy assisted Kakashi.
Asuma tried to holler out something again, when suddenly the girl grabbed Kurenai's long hair with her small hand and spoke out a bombshell.
"..Mama..."
Before Kurenai could scream out in shock, the girl now turned and clutched Asuma's sleeve with the other hand.
"..Papa.."
"..."
An awkward silence passed for a minute before Asuma and Kurenai screamed out together.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?-!"
"I, a papa?-!"
"I, a mama?-! I'm not even married!"
"So you two were her parents!" Kakashi exclaimed juicily. "And you've hid it from us up to this time! But seriously, Kurenai, I never knew that you'd ever become pregnant.."
"We aren't her parents!" Kurenai shouted with flushed face.
Guy was laughing to death. Iruka was burying his face into his hands, his shoulders quaking with incontrollable laughter. Anko seemed rather amused.
Asuma held the girl and lifted her up bluntly, snarling. "Listen carefully. We aren't your parents."
"Papa~ Papa~" The girl squirmed playfully in Asuma's arms.
Asuma groaned. Kurenai bit her thumb, then quickly took the girl and started to coo.
Giggling, Anko glanced at Asuma. "Well, Asuma, what are you going to do?"
"What do you think I'm going to do?" Asuma growled. "I'm going to see Hokage sama tomorrow and entrust the girl to orphanage."
"You can't!" Guy shouted abruptly, causing everyone to jump up little. "Don't you feel pity for the little girl?"
"Oh, I never knew Guy had such a deep emotion of sympathy." Kakashi mumbled heartwarmingly. Iruka nodded, wiping out his tears of touch. "Yeah, it's really unbalance of him."
"Well but what do you want me to do?" Asuma spoke annoyingly. "I can't keep the girl here! I don't know anything about children, and they are actually so tiresome!"
Then suddenly, Kurenai, who was cooing the girl softly, called Asuma.
"..Asuma, look."
"What?"
"Can you see this?" Kurenai uncovered the girl's small shoulder carefully, revealing the beast-seal marked upon it.
The whole jounins' eyes widened. "That's a beast seal!"
"Yeah," Sighing, Kurenai looked at Asuma askance. "If we entrust her to orphanage, then she'll be.. Everyone will find out that she is beat-sealed, and.."
"I'm sure that this girl isn't a native of our village." Iruka suggested. "We couldn't have unknown about another beast-sealed child if she's from our village."
"Right." Kakashi assisted rather gloomily, being reminded of Minato's death over battle with kyuubi three years ago.
"So the plot thickens." Guy murmured.
Asuma took a cigarette and lighted it. Heaving a smoking breath, he contemplated something seriously before he finally opened his mouth to speak.
"..Still, the child isn't my concern."
Guy and Anko tried to say something. "But.."
"Stop nagging me down. Well, then why don't you keep the child?" Asuma snapped rather dryly. And with this everyone became silent.
Turning off his cigarette, Asuma now glared at his friends. "None of us can keep her. None of us know about children, and we are all always too busy to look after the child. Plus, why do I have to keep her when I'm not even married?"
"..."
A short silence passed before Kurenai suddenly declared. "Then may I stay a night here tonight?"
"Kurenai?" Anko blinked.
"Well at least she can have her mother and father for one night." Saying this, Kurenai stroke the girl's hair rather sympathetically.
"Whatever..." Asuma answered tiresomely and went out to veranda with Kakashi.
How was it? May I continue?