Kakashi glanced at Chiisai at the other end of the couch. Her dark brown hair covered half of her face and acted as a shield between them. An oversized sweater swallowed her body but it was obvious she was leaning away from him. He smiled to himself though. She was still reading the book he had gotten her, and that was a start.
Kakashi returned his gaze back to Icha Icha and casually suggested, "We should go on a date."
She cringed at the thought of it. Having the other villagers stare at her on her way to work was bad enough, but going out on a date with Kakashi? It would be the talk of the town. "Why would you suggest that?"
"Well," he explained, "we are living together under a romantic pretense. It only seems practical that we act like we're dating." It was more to him than that, though...He just couldn't tell Chiisai that.
The brunette turned a page and said, "But that requires going out and seeing people and being around them." She gestured to the novel in her hand. "Books are nicer than people.
The jonin leaned back against the couch. He never thought it possible that he'd find someone more introverted than him. "It would be good for you to get out."
She rolled her eyes and replied, "Pfft, I go out all the time."
He raised an eyebrow at her. "The only place you go to is the library, and it's only because you work there."
"It's still going out," she mumbled.
Kakashi leaned forward, closed Icha Icha, and sat it down on the cluttered coffee table. Chiisai deserved to be treated, and his efforts these past fews days had seemed in vain. Of course, she acted like she hated him no matter what he did. And since she didn't really have a choice in living together, her anger was justified. "We can go to the bookstore," he suggested. "I'll buy you whatever you want."
"I don't need anything...Except maybe some peace and quiet."
He ignored the last part of her comment and said, "But I'm sure you want something."
True, she wanted a lot of things. Not having weird dream chakra, or not being forced to live with Kakashi. It would be nice to not have seizures too, and to be able to jog every morning like she did before-
"It's settled then." Kakashi braced his hands on his knees and rose to his feet. Chiisai was a stubborn one, but she paled in comparison to Sasuke or Naruto. Kakashi stroked his chin and said to himself, "It's the first date, so I believe it should be done properly."
Chiisai blinked up at him and managed to reply, "What?"
He ignored her and glanced at the window. The Sun wouldn't be setting for several more hours. Kakashi stepped over a pile of books and slipped his shoes on. "I'll be back in twenty minutes to pick you up," he said.
"I don't- what do you mean pick me up?" She put the book down and frowned at him. "We live together."
The jonin tilted his head toward her and said in a monotone voice, "Try to wear something nice, alright?" Kakashi then smiled when she yelled, "Don't you dare-"
He had vanished in a puff of smoke.
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"Stupid ninja just thinks he can do whatever he wants…" Chiisai pulled on the straps of her sandals and muttered, "That jerk…"
And though she continued to gripe to herself, Chiisai didn't stop getting ready for the date she didn't want. At least, that's what she kept telling herself. This was a mission after all, and being forced to live with a man wasn't her cup of tea. ...She didn't even like tea.
KNOCK KNOCK
Chiisai bolted upright, glanced at her reflection in the mirror, and instantly regretted it. She still looked sickly and was far too pale for this time of year. Her hair looked somewhat presentable, but her bangs never wanted to stay in the same place for long. Maybe she should-
Another knock sounded. Her sandals clicked against the wooden floor as she half stumbled to the door. But she was unaccostomed to the shoes and ended up tripping, where she then fell flat on her face.
"Chiisai?" Kakashi's voice was urgent. He had heard the fall.
"Dammit." Her knees stung as she got to her feet. "I'm coming!" she yelled back.
Chiisai stopped at the door. The handle was cold against her clammy fingers. Wait, when had she started sweating? She paused a moment to get a grip on herself. Just breathe. It's just a date, and it's not even a real one. You can do this. You won't like it, but you can do it.
Chiisai nodded to herself, straightened her outfit, and opened the door to see Kakashi...With flowers in hand.
Kakashi studied her appearance, noting her flushed skin and loose strands of hair. She was tense, but she wasn't gasping for air. The skirt and slim top suited her well, and it seemed freshly pressed. Convulsions would have caused wrinkles for sure, and it usually took her a few minutes to recover. "Are you alright?"
"Oh, I'm fine. No seizure, just...clumsiness." Damn, was she really acting like this? "And you brought me Irises...Meaning loyalty and good tidings?" She took the violet flowers from him and remarked, "You're really sticking with a classic date, aren't you."
He followed her into the kitchen and continued to observe her, this time from behind. Her curves were starting to fill out again, he realized.
"I can feel you staring at me, Farm Boy."
Kakashi instantly lifted his eyes from her backside and replied, "I'm just appreciating your modest attire."
Chiisai frowned at the cabinets, but Kakashi was already at the one that contained the only vase he had. "Here," he said, "let me do it."
She pulled the flowers away from him and shot back, "I can do it." Good grief, did he really think she wasn't capable of anything?
He held the clear bowl away from her and said, "Remember the last time you held a glass?" He didn't want anything to go wrong tonight, and if she suddenly had a seizure...
"...Fine," she replied with a huff. Kakashi smiled and took the flowers away from her. He filled the vase with water as she added, "But that was under completely different circumstances."
She still wore her signature frown. Kakashi tried to lighten the mood by saying, "You look...nice." She looked more than nice, but Chiisai wasn't the one to handle compliments well.
"You look...normal." Well, he actually looked a bit different, but it could be his posture. He wasn't slouching like usual.
"Since I'm normally the cool one," he said, "I'll take that as a compliment."
Chiisai crossed her arms as Kakashi arranged the irises in the vase. "This isn't going to be fun," she grumbled.
Kakashi placed the vase of flowers on the edge of the counter. He met her eyes as he replied, "We'll see about that."
KnockKnockKnockKnockKnock!
Chiisai's eyebrows furrowed. "Who's that?"
Kakashi smiled. They both made their way to the door.
"Wait…" Chiisai came to a halt at the sight of the living room. "What happened? It's spotless!" They had just been in there moments ago...
"Oh that?" He shrugged and said, "I used a shadow clone while I was talking to you in the kitchen."
Kakashi opened the door to see a delivery man. Right on time.
Chiisai's eyebrows furrowed even more when she smelled the food. "You got...takeout?"
"Not exactly." Kakashi took the bags from the man, thanked him, and closed the door. The ninja lifted each bag as he said, "Spicy curry with plain rice for you, and salt-broiled saury and miso soup with eggplant for me."
Her gaze followed him down the hall. "You got...our favorite foods."
"And dessert," he added. Bowls chinked in the kitchen as Kakashi prepared to serve the meal. "Would you like to eat at the table or in the living room?"
Chiisai stepped slowly into the kitchen to see Kakashi laying out the food on the counter. She didn't understand the man, and she was even more confused the more she watched him. "...What are you doing? I thought you were taking you me out."
He could see her hostility start to dissipate, and it was relief. "Seeing as you disliked going out, I thought it'd be best we had the date here instead," Kakashi smiled.
"Kakashi...You…Why are you doing this?"
"I wanted the first date to be done properly, remember? And that means making you as comfortable as possible. So...kitchen or living room?"
Her frown was completely gone. Chiisai glanced at the table and said, "...Kitchen."
He nodded and began to set the table. "I'll give you three options after dinner: one, we can watch a movie which I will get. Two, we sit and read together. Or three, the date ends." He didn't tell her about the fourth option, the one he wanted but knew was the last thing on her mind.
Chiisai remained hesitant, afraid to trust him. This was uncharacteristically like him. "...Dinner and a movie. We talked about that new one that came out the other day..."
He pulled the chair back for her and said, "Then that's what we'll do."
"Kakashi?"
"Hm?" He sat down across from her. Her eyes were fixed on him. It was rare for her to look at him, to actually look into his eye.
"...Thank you."
Kakashi smiled. He could see she knew he cared about her.
"You're welcome, Chiisai."
She was finally comfortable with him, at least for the evening; and he was happy with that.
END
The scenes will vary in length and tone. I'll take suggestions if ya'll want to see them in certain situations (as long as it fits with the world and personalities). I would love some feedback, that way I can adjust to what you guys want! :)