A/N: Listen this is my first kakairu story and i know i'm starting off badly by putting a OC in it, but i never put an OC in any of my stories. I DO NOT OWN NARUTO! BOY X BOY EVENTUALLY! DON'T LIKE BOYXBOY OR OC THE GTFO! please enjoy rated m for later chapters.

The girl couldn't have been more than twenty one, yet she strolled so confidently towards the mission room. Her appearance wasn't typical of a jounin, more like she was going to a night club. Everything was black, except for the wrappings on her left hand. On-top of a fishnet tank, she wore a midriff tang top. The tight black skirt came to mid thigh and showed off a weapons pouch strapped just above the knee. Her boots were slightly heeled and knee high. She walking into the mission room with a smile and a scroll.

"Iruka-sensei! Kakashi-san!" She yelled.

Both men were more then shocked.

"Do I know you, miss?" Iruka looked up from Kakashi's horrid hand writting.

"Probably not. I haven't been here in years, not since my sixteenth birthday," she pouted.

"Well, I should know you," Kakashi frowned, "Who are you."

The girl completely ignored Kakashi, "Iruka-sensei I have a mission report for you. Look how neat it is."

As Iruka examined the neatly done report, the girl lean happily on the desk. Kakashi took a moment to take in her appearance, groaning inwardly. Her hitai-ate was tied over her forehead and mostly covered by shoulder length brown hair. That hair looked silky and familiar. Her happy eyes were dark, chocolate brown and placed perfectly on her angular face. One thing Kakashi noted was the voluminous curves.

"Iruka-sensei," Kakashi groaned.

"Hold on," Iruka smiled at the girl, "This is very good, in fact it's the best i've ever seen. Maybe you could give him some lessons."

The girl smiled warmly.

"Iruka-sensei! Fucking listen!" Kakashi yelled.

"What," the two tanned figures barked.

"Do you have any relatives?" Kakashi asked.

"No. Why?" he cocked his head.

The girl was now sitting on top of the table with her arms crossed over he chest and glaring daggers, "We were talking."

"What is your name," Kakashi tried to keep a calm tone.

"Oh right," the girl put a hand behind her head, "Shinko. Paka Shinko."

"Doesn't that mean faith?" The girl turned her head to look at Iruka.

"Does Iruka mean dolphine?" She smiled.

"Kakashi-san, why did you ask about relatives?" Iruka stood and came around the table.

"Don't you see her," Kakashi pointed.

"It's rude to point,"Shinko snapped.

"She's right, Kakashi," Iruka used his teacher voice, "And what am i suppose to notice."

"That she is you with boobs and hips! The only thing she's missing is the scar," Kakashi growled.

"Hm," Iruka looked at Shinko, "I guess so."

"Iruka-sensie, can i ask you a favor," The girl batted her eye lashes.

"Sure, can I crash at your house tonight," she smiled.

"Sure, but i get off at eight, so Kakashi-san can keep you company." Iruka smiled back.

"Oh! When is your lunch brake?" the girl started to bounce.

"In five minutes... How old are you," Iruka couldn't understand her sudden energy.

"Twenty-one as of yesterday. Now Kakashi-san, we will spar during Iruka-sensei's lunch," Shinko poked the cranky jounin.

"Why should I? You're probably still a chuunin," he scowled.

"What's wrong with chuunin," the tan figures barked.

"And i'm a jounin," she spat.

"Nothing is wrong with chuunin and you do not look like a jounin," Kakashi said languidly.

"Now let's fight," Shinko yelled.

Iruka sat under a tree as the two jounin stood in the clearing. He sighed, this was not going to be good for the girl at all.

"Hey! We can use only kunai and relatively simple jutsu. Now get ready," Shinko crouched, "I will not go easy on you."

"Fine, Iruka-sensie count off," Kakashi said in a bored tone.

"Three, two, one, go!" Iruka shouted.

Kakashi charge at Shinko, kunia in hand. The girl simple flipped backwards until she found a tree to push off of. Launching herself at herself at the copy-nin, she threw a few short punched before landing back on the ground. He had easily blocked the punches and watched the girl jump into the tree. Fallowing suite, he climbed into the tree. The girl smiled at him and flew into the air, letting him follow. Before he could grab the booted ankle, she disappeared in a puff of smoke. A clone. The real Shinko appeared behind him, flipped him, and preformed a falcon drop.

Looking around, Shinko noticed she was holding onto a log and not the real Kakashi. Fuck. She ducked, barely dodging a kunia. Sighing, she produced two clones and stood at a attention. The two copies ran in front of her as she held a kunia in each hand, ready for close combat. Kakashi was quick in ridding of the clones and dodged a swift kick. He hadn't thought this girl would actually make him sweat.

He slashed his kunia near her neck, causing her to do a flip and attempt to kick the knife from his hand. This was intense.

"Twenty minute," Iruka yelled later on.

The battle hand stopped when Kakashi had tripped Shinko and left a light cut on her cheek.

"I could have lasted long," Shinko crossed her arms.

"He has more experience than you." Iruka laughed.

"I don't care," She huffed, "But i do have to spend the rest of the day with him."

"What am i going to do with you," Kakashi groaned.

"Feed me." she smiled, "I'll pay, but we have to eat at your house."

"Fine, but i want miso soup with eggplant," he sighed.

"Ok, see you late Iruka sensei," Shinko smiled and ran off with Kakashi.

"What a hand full," he sighed and returned to his work.

"..."

"What," Shinko could feel him staring.

"Why aren't you looking at me," Kakashi took a bite of eggplant.

"You need to eat and i don't want you to be uncomfortable," She kept her head down.

"Weird," Kakashi continued eating, "Are you related to Iruka sensei?"

"I don't think so, but i could be. I never knew any of my relatives," she sipped her soup.

"Why are you here?" Kakashi questioned.

"One, i just finished a five year long mission and have to buy a new house. Two, this is the only home i know. Three, I'm going to fulfill your wish," She smiled down at her bowl.

"Fiver years? My wish?" Kakashi pulled his mask up, "You can look now."

"Oh yes, five years and i hated almost every minute of it. I had to grant the wishes of a few stubborn junnin. However, i had to do what i had to do. And i know who you want," she smirk.

"Shinko-kun, how do you know who i want," Kakashi narrowed his visible eye.

"It's something i was born with," Shinko smiled, "Now let's hurry up, I want to bring Iruka dinner."

"..."

"What is it Kakashi-san," Iruka looked at the annoyed man.

"She is scary, be careful," he left Iruka and Shinko.

"What's gotten into him," Iruka looked at the happy girl.

"I have no idea," Shinko smiled.

A/N: It's a start, the next chapters will be better I hope, a little dark, but better. Might be up today or in a week. Review? DO you hate me?

Shinko: Make a wish

Iruka: What?

Kakashi: Don't you dare tell him!

Me: He'll find out soon enough.